Red Funeral (MF)

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Spokesperson: Unproductive
; Compiled by: Old Man Holding a Jar

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At 6:40 PM, Guodong rushed back to his home on Ren'ai Road, Section 4, Taipei…

“…Maya Potomi…” Chanting echoed in the living room, interspersed with other
sounds.

“Dad… no… Junjie and the others will be here soon… oh… no, don’t lick there…”

A beautiful young woman in her twenties was kneeling in front of the sofa, one hand supporting her body, the other
trying to push away the middle-aged man clinging to her.

"...Wan Ting...Xiao...Xiao Jie...they won't...come...so early..."

Wan Ting's mourning clothes and black pencil skirt had already been lifted up to her waist, and her black stockings had been pulled down to her slender
calves. Her serpentine waist writhed restlessly, trying to escape her father-in-law's tongue attack.

But Guo Dong's penis was already swollen and engorged, his eyes bloodshot. He kept pressing his hands
against his daughter-in-law's plump, white buttocks, and then licking Wan Ting's already wet and sticky secret forest with his tongue.

Although it was through the black, lace panties, Guo Dong's tongue could still feel
the salty, fishy lustful fluid constantly flowing from the engorged mons pubis under his daughter-in-law's thick pubic hair. But to him, this lustful fluid was as sweet as
nectar , and Guo Dong licked and sucked it down.

"...Dad...Tingting is so hot...so uncomfortable...oh...um...no..."

Guodong knew his wife was burning with desire, but he still didn't want to offer
her his large penis. So he used his hand to push aside her soaked lace panties, gently biting her labia with his teeth,
then inserted his tongue into her hot, sticky vagina, trying to find the sensitive spot of her clitoris, while also sucking hard.

Wanting, on the other hand, had already gone into a frenzy. She ripped off the mourning cloth from her head, put her hands inside her black
silk shirt, and kept rubbing her breasts.

Meanwhile, the candlelight on the altar flickered due to the air currents, and the two shadows reflected on the wall
flickered on and off. The entire living room was filled with a strange and lewd atmosphere…

“Ding-dong!”

Just as Wan-ting was about to ask Guo-dong’s large penis to hurry up and penetrate her, the doorbell rang crisply,
and her brother-in-law Jun-jie’s voice came from outside: “Sister-in-law, it’s Jun-jie!”

The father-in-law and daughter-in-law, who were immersed in the whirlpool of lust, suddenly woke up like startled birds, quickly
standing up and tidying up the slightly messy sofa.

Guo-dong picked up the mourning cloth that had fallen on the carpet and helped his wife, who was busy putting on the mourning cloth, put it on her.

About two minutes later, Guo-dong went to open the door.

“Dad! Big brother… Big brother, how could you…” Guo-dong looked at Jun-jie, whose eyes were a little red and swollen, and felt a little
surprised.

"Those two brothers never got along. It's rare to see Junwen gone, yet he's still so heartbroken. I guess that's what they mean
by blood being thicker than water !" Guodong thought to

himself... "Come in and let's talk," Guodong said, bowing slightly to let Junjie in, then locking the door.

Junjie entered the living room and saw it had been set up as a simple mourning hall. His sister-in-law sat silently to one side,
her face filled with sorrow.

Junjie couldn't think of anything to say to comfort her, so he approached Wanting and said, "Sister-in-law, the dead
can't be brought back to life. Please accept my condolences."

Wanting stood up, wiping her eyes with a handkerchief, and said, "Thank you, Junjie. I knew your brother would have to go through this
sooner later, but I never expected..." She began to sob.

Junjie gently patted his sister-in-law's shoulder and said, "When my brother was admitted to the hospital last week,
the doctor said that although his condition was serious, it was still relatively stable. But who knew... sigh..."

Hearing Junjie say this, Wanting cried even more sadly.

At this moment, Guodong, standing to the side, said somewhat displeasedly, "Junjie, just say less! Junwen
is gone , Wanting is already very upset, and you're saying these things to upset your sister-in-law!"

"Sister-in-law, I'm sorry! Don't be sad. Dad, have you eaten? I'll go buy something to eat."

"I'm not hungry, but Wanting hasn't eaten all day. Why don't you buy her something to eat?"

Wanting shook her head and said, "Junjie, you go eat by yourself. I don't want to eat anything right now..."

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When Junjie returned, it was almost nine o'clock.

"Sister-in-law, where's Dad?"

"Dad said he was very tired and went to sleep. You should go back too. Yuxin will worry if you go back too late."

"It's alright, I already called home and said I'll be staying here tonight. Sister-in-law, you must be tired too,
go and rest. Let me keep vigil tonight!"

Wan Ting also felt tired at this moment, so she nodded, got up, and went to the bedroom.

"Oh, right! I forgot to tell you, there are towels and toothbrushes for washing up in the tatami room upstairs. If you
want to take a bath, go get them there."

Jun Jie nodded.

Wan Ting then went to the bedroom.

Back in the bedroom, Wan Ting felt extremely tired. She initially intended to lie down and sleep, but
because her father-in-law had left her drenched in sweat and her underwear was sticky, she decided to take a shower.

Wan Ting removed the mourning cloth from her head and unbuttoned the linen mourning garment, revealing a black
suit : a black silk shirt and a black pencil skirt.

After removing all her clothes, she went into the bathroom.

Meanwhile, Jun Jie was sitting in the living room, a cigarette dangling from his lips, reminiscing about his beautiful sister-in-law.

He remembered how she looked in mourning clothes when he first entered the house. Her slightly wavy long hair was covered by the mourning cloth.
Her skin was still so dark and lustrous, her alluring eyes with long eyelashes still so sexy and captivating. Her high
nose bridge and full cherry lips almost made him forget what his sister-in-law had said to him, and when she sobbed, her
heaving breasts seemed about to burst out of her shirt and mourning clothes. Even as he watched her go into her room, her
beautiful legs encased in black stockings were so provocative to his visual senses.

Thinking of this, Junjie's massive member throbbed with rage.

"Wow! It's so hot!" It turned out his cigarette had burned out, and the butt had fallen into Junjie's hand,
pulling him back to reality.

He got up and went to his father's room on the second floor. Making sure his father was asleep, he quietly went to
the bedroom on the first floor and gently opened the door.

He didn't see his sister-in-law in the room, only the sound of water and indistinct moans coming from the bathroom
. He quietly approached the bed and found his sister-in-law's clothes scattered on the bed, especially that incredibly narrow
lace panty.

Junjie excitedly pressed the panty to his face, breathing heavily, greedily licking the dried,
white residue with his tongue, and chewing on a few curled pubic hairs that remained on the panty. Then he
slowly walked to the bathroom door and gently opened it.

(To be continued)

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