A tragic family

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On a bright and sunny morning, a police car with its siren blaring pulled up next to a small villa. A group of uniformed police officers went inside. Just that day, another vicious case of burglary, robbery, rape, and assault had occurred in Jining City. According to police investigation, the suspect was likely a repeat offender who committed crimes across multiple locations. The victims were a married couple, a man and a woman. The woman, Meng Xin, 29, was a dance teacher at the Beijing Dance Academy, and the man, Zhang Yanzhao, 31, was the creative director of Baileys Concierge Planning Agency. Meng Xin was rendered unconscious by the brutal assault, while Zhang Yanzhao suffered excessive blood loss due to the beatings and injuries inflicted by the assailant. The two victims were carried into an ambulance by medical personnel. "Dad, Mom, wake up!" A little boy, only six or seven years old, cried out in his childish voice, calling for his parents. His name was Zhang Xiaoxuan, the only son of the two victims. A young policewoman comforted him, "Xiaoxuan, don't cry, Dad and Mom will be alright." The investigators present were all overcome with grief at the sight.
All of this happened a day earlier. That morning, Meng Xin, dressed in a white tracksuit with her long hair tied in a ponytail, was doing her morning exercise in the community square. Although Meng Xin was already a mother of a son, she was still slim. Apart from her slightly fuller chest, she weighed only 90 pounds. This was all thanks to Meng Xin's years of consistent exercise and fitness. Within a month of giving birth, she had lost weight to 100 pounds. At that moment, not far away, two men were staring at Meng Xin with eyes full of greed and evil. One of the men was named Zhou Erquan, and the other was named Wu Jiancheng. The two were originally from out of town. After coming to Jining, they were lazy and unwilling to work hard to earn money, so they started to commit robbery and theft. From their first crime to the present, they have been involved in more than ten cases in several counties and districts of Jining City, and even raped the female victims in several cases. Earlier that day, the two thugs sneaked into the residential area while the security guard at the gate was dozing off, intending to commit another heist. They happened to arrive at the square and saw Meng Xin doing her morning exercises. This became the beginning of everything. Evil people always like to destroy beautiful things. From afar, they saw a woman in a white tracksuit and white sneakers, with long black hair in a ponytail, stretching her legs near the blue equipment. Her long, straight legs, her slightly raised toes, and her delicate white shoes on the bar were all stretched out. Even with her legs spread apart, they remained perfectly straight and shapely. Her long ponytail swayed gracefully with her head movements. Although she wore loose tracksuits, they couldn't hide her full and beautiful figure. As she shifted her leg, bending over and lowering her waist, her round buttocks bounced tightly inside her sweatpants, their elasticity and trembling almost palpable. Zhou Erquan and Wu Jiancheng glanced at her a few times, feeling the woman looked vaguely familiar, and decided to get closer for a better look. They walked a short distance from Meng Xin, who lowered her leg and turned around, her long ponytail swinging. Her fair face looked healthy, with a rosy glow. Without any makeup, they could even tell she hadn't washed her face, yet her skin remained smooth and delicate. Her eyebrows were still beautiful, and her long eyelashes, even without mascara, were still curled and thick. Her watery eyes showed a hint of surprise upon seeing them, which quickly subsided into acceptance. After admiring Meng Xin's appearance, Zhou Erquan and Wu Jiancheng quickly walked away. "I didn't expect to run into this woman here. Isn't she Meng Xin?" "Yeah, we really struck gold today." How did Zhou Erquan and Wu Jiancheng meet Meng Xin? It turns out that Meng Xin, beautiful and multi-talented, was also a contestant and actress on a TV variety show. On the show, she performed her signature Xinjiang dance. Her graceful figure, twirling to the rhythm, and her elegant demeanor, combined with her angelic face, captivated the audience. Meng Xin also shared her slimming secrets as a beautiful mom with the audience. Her adorable son, Xiao Xuan, also came to support her, acting as his mother's little assistant and demonstrating fitness moves. That day, Zhou and Wu were also watching TV. Seeing the sexy and beautiful young woman Meng Xin on stage, these two lecherous men hatched a wicked plan. They said that despite her noble appearance, Meng Xin was actually incredibly promiscuous and needed men to sleep with her. They even said that next time they met her, they would grab her and fuck her to death, fucking this little slut to death.
Somehow, these two lecherous men had struck it lucky that day, actually encountering the woman they had been longing for. But for Meng Xin and her family, this was the beginning of misfortune. After finishing her morning exercise, Meng Xin returned home. Zhou Erquan and Wu Jiancheng followed her to her neighborhood. Meng Xin was home alone today; her husband and son had gone to work and school, leaving her alone in the empty house. Meng Xin had been married to Zhang Yanzhao for several years. They met online and fell in love. The week after they met in person, Zhang Yanzhao brought gifts to Meng Xin's home to meet her mother. He successfully won her heart with his sincerity, and their marriage proceeded naturally. Soon after their marriage, they had a lovely son, and their happy life became the envy of their friends.
Zhang Yanzhao and Meng Xin completed their courtship, marriage, and childbirth in just 13 months, accomplishing these major life events at breakneck speed, which many envied. However, only Meng Xin knew the truth behind it all. Because their marriage was so fast, they didn't have much time to enjoy the sweetness of their love. Coupled with Zhang Yanzhao's overly honest and straightforward personality, Meng Xin constantly complained that her husband lacked romance. After marriage, especially after the birth of their son, her husband's attitude towards her became somewhat cold, leaving Meng Xin often feeling bored and empty. After her morning exercise, Meng Xin felt a little tired again. She changed into a nearly transparent slip dress and slippers, preparing to go to the bedroom. Just then, the doorbell rang. "Who is it?" Meng Xin asked, opening the door. It was Wu Jiancheng and Zhou Erquan. The two thugs had come to Meng Xin's house intending to steal some money, but as soon as they opened the door, they saw a sexy woman with exposed, alabaster shoulders and thighs, her nipples clearly visible through her nightgown.
The two middle-aged men hadn't been with a woman in a long time, and the erotic scene before them instantly sent a rush to their brains, then back to their genitals. Their penises bulged in their underwear, clear pre-ejaculate secreting from the glans. Zhou Erquan seized the opportunity to grab Meng Xin, while Wu Jiancheng quickly closed the door. "Don't scream, or I'll kill you in a minute," Zhou Erquan said, holding a sharp dagger to Meng Xin's neck.
"Who are you two? What are you doing in my house?" Meng Xin asked tremblingly. "Beautiful Meng Xin, you don't know who we are, but we know who you are," Wu Jiancheng said smugly. "How did you know? You two get out of here!" "Who doesn't know a beauty like you? But since we're here, we won't leave so soon. Tell us, where's your money?" "Beautiful lady, tell us now, or you'll die a horrible death." Zhou Erquan brandished a dagger at Meng Xin's face, threatening her. Seeing her life threatened, Meng Xin desperately grabbed the assailant's hands and pleaded, "Please don't kill me! I have children at home. If I die, there will be no one to take care of them. I have some cash at home. If you want money, I can give it to you." Meng Xin hurriedly took out two thousand yuan from her bag. "Beautiful lady, your family is so rich that you live in a villa. Two thousand is too little." "I really only have this much money right now. Take it." "Since the money isn't enough, then you, little beauty, will have some fun with us!" Meng Xin was stunned for a moment, a blush instantly creeping up her fair neck and blooming on her face. Taking advantage of the situation, Zhou Erquan grabbed Meng Xin's calves and, together with Wu Jiancheng, carried her into the bedroom. Zhou Erquan and Wu Jiancheng had little patience left; ignoring Meng Xin's desperate struggles, they quickly stripped her of her nightgown and underwear, leaving her only in a pair of unwashed white cotton socks. Zhou Erquan even held Meng Xin's underwear to his nose and sniffed it, looking utterly ecstatic, like a glutton facing a plate of delicious food. Meng Xin was not yet thirty at the time, in the prime of her mature life, her fiery figure full of alluring curves, yet not at all overweight. Her fair and delicate skin, her curvaceous waist, and her shapely, smooth thighs were a fatal temptation for any man, enough to tempt him to commit a crime.
"What are you doing... Get out of here, my husband will be back soon!" Meng Xin tried to use her husband as a shield to scare them. "You think you can fool a child? When your husband comes, we'll show him how slutty you are after we fucked you, and open his eyes." While talking to Meng Xin, the two thugs quickly took off their clothes, revealing their bloated bodies. Their erect penises stood straight between their legs, with a small amount of white fluid secreting from the tip. Wu Jiancheng spread Meng Xin's legs apart, rubbing his swollen, shiny glans against her vulva. Zhou Erquan, standing to the side, wasn't idle either. He grabbed Meng Xin's small hand that was covering her chest and rubbed it up and down on his ugly penis. His other hand was grabbing and squeezing Meng Xin's full breasts, looking quite comfortable. Meng Xin's breasts were large and soft, with dark areolas and large, protruding nipples. Zhou Erquan seemed to really like Meng Xin's nipples. He buried his head in her chest and took turns sucking on them, pinching them with his fingers as he did so. Meng Xin could only twist her body from side to side to avoid his hands. Meng Xin was still kicking her legs, even though she probably knew that losing her virginity was inevitable. Even though the men's penises hadn't penetrated her genitals, her breasts and genitals were completely exposed to these two men, with no privacy whatsoever. When Wu Jiancheng penetrated Meng Xin's vagina, his penis encountered no resistance, perhaps because Meng Xin's vagina was already lubricated, although she was unwilling to admit it. Most of Meng Xin's body was hanging off the edge of the bed, and Wu Jiancheng was supporting her buttocks as he thrust in and out. At the point where their genitals met, the sound of thrusting could be heard growing louder. Under the sunlight, the bodies of the two men and one woman on the bed were clearly visible. Meng Xin's snow-white female body was surrounded and pounded by the bodies of two ugly, dark-skinned men. A pair of beautiful breasts swayed more and more violently with each thrust. Each impact caused a wave of flesh to rise from Meng Xin's stomach. Meng Xin began to moan uncontrollably, her hand covering her mouth, her moans muffled. Wu Jiancheng stopped thrusting and removed her hand from her mouth. When thrusting resumed, Meng Xin slowly began to moan again, the moans growing louder. Wu Jiancheng held Meng Xin and thrust violently about twenty times, then ejaculated tightly against her lower body. Meng Xin's legs twitched as he thrust violently. Then Wu Jiancheng pulled out his ejaculated penis with a "pop," like the sound of a cork being removed from a champagne bottle. Wu Jiancheng reluctantly withdrew his limp penis from Meng Xin's vagina. Perhaps because of her previous sexual experience with her husband, Meng Xin's lower body seemed fine, except that her vaginal opening was slightly open, and her pubic hair was all wet. Zhou Erquan, however, then grabbed his penis and thrust it all the way into Meng Xin's vagina. Her swollen labia minora were pulled in by the old man's large penis, causing Meng Xin to cry out in pain.
Zhou Erquan's thrusting speed gradually slowed, finally stopping the piston-like motion as he slowly withdrew his penis. His ugly, fleshy rod was glistening with the mucus secreted from Meng Xin's vagina. He grabbed Meng Xin's pelvis and twisted her forcefully, turning her from face-up to back-up. Meng Xin's buttocks rose and fell, her back covered in sweat from the intense intercourse, her long, glossy black hair parted in sections on either side. Wu Jiancheng, standing nearby, gripped her soft, white hands and began stroking his limp penis. Zhou Erquan proudly embraced Meng Xin's plump, white buttocks, looking down at her wet, recently violated vulva. A few pubic hairs, covered in clear mucus, stretched backward in a dry, crooked manner. Her two plump labia parted, indicating that this was a woman who had given birth. The semen that Wu Jiancheng had ejaculated inside her, now without the filling of his large penis, began to slowly flow out again. Meng Xin's large breasts jiggled as Wu Jiancheng's hands moved up and down, her dark nipples fully erect, adorning the top of the breasts that had nurtured her son, Xiao Xuan. "You...you...don't go in...I can't take it anymore...my son will be back soon," Meng Xin pleaded, her brows furrowed. Hearing Meng Xin's pleas, Zhou Erquan not only didn't stop, but his desire to conquer her was further aroused. He spread Meng Xin's plump white thighs apart, forcing her to weakly press her face against the bed for support. The show began again. Zhou Erquan, like a knight, used a rear-entry position to rape Meng Xin. The snow-white flesh beneath her trembled incessantly, like a ball of cotton.
"Giddy up...giddy up..." Zhou Erquan suddenly raised his large hand and slapped Meng Xin's buttocks, leaving a series of five-finger marks on her snow-white flesh. As her buttocks were repeatedly slapped, Meng Xin's vagina tightened with stimulation, making Zhou Erquan feel both pleasure and numbness. Meng Xin's beautiful, mournful eyes glanced at the wall above the bedside table, where a large wedding photo hung. In the photo, Zhang Yanzhao embraced Meng Xin, who was wearing a white wedding dress, both smiling happily. Seeing this, Meng Xin felt as if she had been stabbed with needles. Wu Jiancheng also noticed Meng Xin's gaze, thrusting in and out of her plump vagina while looking up at her wedding photo. Meng Xin was cursing herself for being unfaithful, having betrayed her husband and having another man's penis penetrate her body. Suddenly, she felt a strong tug on her scalp and quickly used her free hand to brace herself against the bed to reduce the force. It turned out that Wu Jiancheng was grabbing Meng Xin's hair, forcing her to look directly at the photo on the wall.
"You little bitch...you and your husband...so loving...tsk tsk...but it's a pity...now you're enjoying yourself under another man's crotch." "Shut up," Meng Xin said painfully, tears welling up in her eyes. "I'll say it anyway...you slut...you whore...are you always thinking about being fucked by men...being fucked by other men, and your pussy is still so wet...wet...tell me how slutty you are." Meng Xin looked at the photo on the wall. In the photo, Zhang Yanzhao looked at Meng Xin with love, and Meng Xin looked at Zhang Yanzhao happily. But now his wife was being ridden by another man, her pussy being repeatedly penetrated by his penis. Zhou Erquan suddenly pulled out his penis, and Meng Xin, feeling a sense of emptiness in her lower body, couldn't help but moan, but her buttocks kept arching back, trying to put the thug's penis into her vagina again. "I won't go in... You told me to shut up... I won't go in!" Wu Jiancheng pulled Meng Xin's hair forcefully again, slapping her buttocks repeatedly with his other hand. "Please, stop hitting me... Ah... Ah... Ah," Meng Xin begged for mercy. "I'll stop hitting you, stop pulling you, okay... Aren't you good at singing and dancing? Sing me 'Today is a Good Day,' and I won't pull your hair anymore." Wu Jiancheng pushed his buttocks forward and inserted his penis into Meng Xin's wet vagina again. "Today... is a good day... all my wishes... will come true... today is... a good day, I opened the door... let's welcome the spring breeze." To reduce the pain, Meng Xin had no choice but to sing Song Zuying's famous song. "Hahaha, it's 'open your cunt to welcome your cock,' hahaha," Wu Jiancheng lewdly laughed from the side. Just then, the phone on the bedside table rang. "Ding...ding ding ding ding. Ding...ding ding ding ding ding." The phone on the bedside table suddenly blared, startling the three people on the bed. Meng Xin pulled her hand off Wu Jiancheng's penis and tried to grab the phone, but Wu Jiancheng was quicker, stepping on Meng Xin's forearm and snatching the phone first. "Ouch, it's Zhang Yanzhao. You little bitch, your husband is calling." Wu Jiancheng glanced at the caller ID on the screen and shook the phone at Meng Xin, who was bent over getting fucked. Meng Xin twisted her body, thrusting forward to free herself from the middle-aged man's penis and lunging at Wu Jiancheng. But Zhou Erquan behind her reacted quickly, grabbing Meng Xin's waist and pinning her down. "Meng, you bitch, what's your hurry? Are you trying to tell your husband how wet your cunt is?" Wu Jiancheng called her "Meng, you bitch" to further humiliate Meng Xin. At this moment, Zhou Erquan grabbed Meng Xin's wrists with one hand, clamping them tightly like iron clamps. With his other hand, he grabbed her hair and pulled her off the bed. A pair of hairy thighs wrapped around Meng Xin's waist from behind, leaving only her two pale legs struggling on the bed like fish out of water. Meng Xin was firmly restrained by Zhou Erquan behind her, unable to move. Her beautiful eyes were filled with panic as she stared intently at Wu Jiancheng. Her large, juicy breasts trembled with each struggle, bobbing up and down, a tempting sight. The vulva, sandwiched between two calves, was partially visible. The fleshy female external genitalia were very moist due to prolonged intercourse, and a small patch of moist black was conspicuously placed at the base of the two snow-white thighs.
"Reject the call! Press that red button, I beg you!" Meng Xin was almost in tears, leaning forward towards Wu Jiancheng, only to be pulled back by Zhou Erquan. "Didn't you keep calling me 'husband'? Fine, I'll let you talk to your husband on the phone." Wu Jiancheng smiled faintly, his black finger pressing the green answer button and simultaneously pressing the speakerphone button. "Hello, Xiao Xin," the call connected. Xiao Xin was Zhang Yanzhao's pet name for Meng Xin, a private conversation between the couple, known only to their son Xiao Xuan who occasionally overheard it. Now, however, it was being overheard by two middle-aged men raping Meng Xin. Hearing Zhang Yanzhao's pet name for her on the phone, Meng Xin couldn't help but cry. The suppressed emotions from being gang-raped by the thugs erupted. At this moment, she was on her cozy bed with her husband, being raped by two sweaty men, yet she heard her husband gently calling her name. The suppressed pain in her heart burst forth all at once. The pain in her swollen genitals from repeated rapes was nothing compared to the pain in her heart. Even as her emotions surged, Meng Xin retained a sliver of reason, not uttering a sound, only letting tears stream down her cheeks and drip onto the sheets. "Husband, what's wrong?" Meng Xin held back her tears, trying to speak into the phone in her usual tone. "Xiao Xin... what are you doing?" Zhang Yanzhao asked tentatively, trying to guess her current mood, unaware that his wife was sitting in another man's lap, the man's fat belly arching against Meng Xin's back, the contrast between his dark and pale skin stark. "I was sleeping, and your call woke me up... umm." It turned out that Wu Jiancheng was using his smelly feet to gently rub against Meng Xin's soft vulva. The thick calluses on his heels patiently rubbed against Meng Xin's thick labia. Meng Xin suddenly felt a numb and itchy sensation in her lower body. A hard object gently rubbed against her moist labia. She couldn't help but want to groan, but reason prevailed. "Wife, what's wrong?" "Husband, I'm fine. I just woke up, and my nose is stuffy." The morning sunlight shone through the blinds onto the cotton sheets, revealing two men with thick, dark, fleshy bodies covered in sweat. One of them cupped a young woman's breast with his large hand. The breast, glistening with the man's saliva, shimmered in the lazy sunlight. His tongue, coated with a thick layer of saliva, licked the sensitive nipple, which trembled as beautifully as a plum blossom in the winter wind. The other man wrapped his thick, hairy thighs around the beautiful woman's waist, his slightly yellowed heels rubbing against her moist vulva. A strand of the young woman's hair was bitten into his large mouth, as if he were savoring the taste of a mature woman in her hair. Zhou Erquan and Wu Jiancheng, the two heinous thugs who raped Meng Xin, used their respective methods to stimulate Meng Xin's sensitive areas, trying to force her to make some strange noises. Meng Xin could only endure the pleasure from her nipples and labia, suppressing the moans in her throat.
At this moment, Zhou Erquan released the strand of hair in his mouth, leaned close to Meng Xin's ear, and whispered, "Meng, you bitch, you let me ride you, your cunt is full of my semen. Next time I call you, will you call me husband too?" After saying that, he bit Meng Xin's smooth, pearly shoulder, his yellowed teeth leaving a row of teeth marks on her white shoulder. At the same moment Wu Jiancheng bit Meng Xin's shoulder, Zhang Yanzhao's doting voice came from the phone again. "Then sleep a little longer, the magazine says the more a woman sleeps, the younger and more beautiful she is." "Okay, is there anything else?" Meng Xin endured the stinging pain in her shoulder and said with a hint of joy. My husband cherishes me so much, yet here I am, being ridden by two bastards at home, their penises thrusting in and out of my vagina like a public bus. Their semen is indiscriminately ejaculated inside me, and every inch of my skin is clearly visible to these two lecherous men. How can I face my husband now? Meng Xin thought sadly, tears welling up in her eyes again.
"Hmm... Xiao Xin... my company gave out bonuses today. They thought my idea was good, so they gave me a lot of money. With this money, I can buy you that platinum necklace." "Okay... don't forget to come home for dinner." "Okay, I'm hanging up now, bye-bye." The phone went dead, but the call ended, and the rape was just the beginning. Zhou Erquan released Meng Xin's hand and kicked her in the back. With a "smack," Meng Xin was kicked face down on the bed, her body trembling slightly. Her legs were bent and pushing against the bed, her buttocks facing Wu Jiancheng's belly. Wu Jiancheng slapped his penis against Meng Xin's buttocks a few times before slowly inserting it into her vagina. The pubic hair of the male and female genitals intertwined tightly. The bedroom was filled with the smell of genital secretions. Meng Xin's buttocks were sticking out, her legs spread apart. Behind her stood a fat man with a bald head and shiny black skin. His penis was inside Meng Xin's lower body, and his hands gripped her waist tightly as he thrust in and out. The fat on Meng Xin's lower abdomen hung loosely, swaying back and forth.
Wu Jiancheng sat on the bed, his fat buttocks pushed to the side, his hands supporting him, his engorged belly protruding, his lustful eyes watching the writhing woman before him. The limp penis lay quietly on Meng Xin's calves as she sat cross-legged, a small amount of semen still clinging to the glans, while the majority remained inside her. Meng Xin's eyes were half-closed, strands of her sweat-drenched hair clinging to her forehead, her flushed face radiating feminine allure. A penis was thrusting in and out of her vulva, her thick labia majora blooming like flower petals around Zhou Erquan's penis. The dense pubic hair on her vulva was clump-like, soaked with a mixture of sweat, secretions, and semen. Zhou Erquan thrust in and out dozens more times in a rear-entry position, then roared and began ejaculating his pent-up semen into the woman's body. A few seconds later, Zhou Erquan reluctantly withdrew his penis, a pool of semen slowly flowing from Meng Xin's vagina… "Little bitch, lick it for me." Wu Jiancheng pulled Meng Xin, who was slumped on the bed, and pressed her head against his crotch. "Lick it now, if you dare bite my dick, I'll kill you, you slut," Zhou Erquan threatened Meng Xin. This worked. Exhausted from the two old men's torment, Meng Xin knelt between Zhou Erquan's legs, sticking out her tongue to lick his limp penis. Meng Xin pouted, using her tongue to envelop the glans, licking diligently, occasionally making a few sucking motions.
"This little bitch, usually so high and mighty, her oral skills are no worse than the prostitutes outside. Looks like she's had plenty of practice with her husband, isn't she, Meng the bitch?" Wu Jiancheng laughed loudly, his limp penis trembling. Meng Xin buried her head between Zhou Erquan's legs, her hair disheveled and draped over her shoulders, her brows furrowed tightly. Nearly three hours of intercourse had left Meng Xin extremely tired, her eyes somewhat glazed and dull. Her cherry-red lips served the purplish-black glans, her lips wet and red, a string of semen from the penis hanging from the corner of her mouth. The naked body trembled slightly, the two plump, white breasts hanging softly, swaying gently.
Zhou Erquan, on top, closed his eyes, enjoying himself immensely. The few remaining tufts of hair on his ears were tied up with excitement, his penis was constantly being licked by a soft tongue, occasionally entering and exiting a warm hole, the nerves on the glans sending frantic signals of pleasure to his cerebral cortex. Suddenly, Wu Jiancheng pressed down on Meng Xin, who was diligently working on his penis, with his large hand. Meng Xin was caught off guard, let out a groan, and was pressed down hard, her face rubbed by the thick male pubic hair, the old man's penis thrusting into her throat.
"What are you doing, I..."
"What do you mean, 'I'? You're a filthy bitch, keep licking me, do you want your life or not?" Zhou Erquan said fiercely, his face contorted. Meng Xin was almost crying. She had never suffered like this before. Even after marriage, her husband was always very gentle with her, speaking softly and never daring to be disrespectful. She, who was cherished by her husband, was raped by an ugly man who reeked of a strong, sour stench. Her belly was filled with his semen and her body was covered in his saliva.
"Hurry up, or I'll slash your face with a knife!" Wu Jiancheng pretended to move his legs, as if he was about to get off the bed. Startled, Meng Xin quickly lowered her head and continued sucking the thug's penis. "Hey, this bitch is a dance teacher, are all teachers like this? She acts all high and mighty in class, but as soon as she steps off, she's this slutty, big breasts, big ass, and so wet down there, hahaha." Hearing the filthy words, Meng Xin felt a pang of sadness, but afraid of being hurt, she dared not retort. Meng Xin was buried in Zhou Erquan's thick pubic hair, diligently "working," her buttocks raised towards Wu Jiancheng. Her wet vulva, like a small bun, was sandwiched between two snow-white thighs, the fleshy red slit in the middle tempting every man's desire. Above her vulva was Meng Xin's anus, which, due to the position, was completely exposed to Wu Jiancheng's eyes.
Meng Xin's anus bloomed like a fleshy chrysanthemum, a few short hairs growing on the folds. Because her body had been violated for nearly three hours, her anus was moist, glistening with a thin layer of sweat. My parents never explored this area when they slept together. Wu Jiancheng had never engaged in anal sex before, because he thought it was a place for excretion and very dirty. But Meng Xin's anus, because it was frequently cleaned, was spotless. So it was still pink, quite beautiful. Meng Xin was diligently licking Zhou Erquan's penis when she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her upper perineum. Turning her head, she saw Wu Jiancheng had his thumb inserted into her anus, twisting it repeatedly.
"Get out, get out now! You can't put anything there. You unwanted beast!" Meng Xin, in pain, forgot her surroundings and cursed Wu Jiancheng. Wu Jiancheng was already reluctant to play with Meng Xin's anus, and being cursed only killed his enthusiasm. He pulled out his thumb and raised his large black hand to slap Meng Xin's upturned buttocks. "Slap!" "Slap!" Five heavy slaps followed, causing Meng Xin to moan several times and spit out Zhou Erquan's penis from her mouth. "You slut, shameless thing, I gave you face and you still don't want it. Nobody wants me, nobody wants me. Who rode your slut just now, you whore?" Wu Jiancheng said smugly.
At this moment, Zhou Erquan grabbed Meng Xin's hair and said, "Stop eating, look at your slutty face. I'm hungry, go make us something to eat." That noon, Meng Xin's husband, Zhang Yanzhao, didn't come home for lunch, but Wu Jiancheng and Zhou Erquan took over Zhang Yanzhao's duties, not only inserting their penises into the flesh hole that only Zhang Yanzhao could enjoy, but also sitting naked in the dining room chairs, drinking beer. Two wooden European-style chairs were struggling to support the men's bloated bodies. Meng Xin, on the other hand, was wearing a white undershirt and a blue floral home dress, cooking in the kitchen. She was completely naked underneath, except for a pair of white cotton socks on her feet. Wu Jiancheng and Zhou Erquan threatened Meng Xin, saying they would kill her if she didn't do as they said. Forced by the two thugs, Meng Xin had no choice but to go to the kitchen to cook for them. Her damp hair clung to her forehead and neck, her beautiful eyes filled with resentment. Waves of pain throbbed in her lower body; the three-hour marathon of gang rape had left her body aching all over, and her nipples were swollen and red from being bitten. When lunch was ready, Meng Xin picked up a chair to sit on the other side, but Wu Jiancheng pulled her to sit between him and Zhou Erquan. While eating, the two thugs spread Meng Xin's legs apart, their thick, yellow fingers constantly teasing her thick labia and occasionally inserting into the dark red slit between her legs. After a while, Meng Xin's lower body became wet again. Just then, there was a knock at the door. "Mom, I'm home!" It turned out to be her son, Xiao Xuan, coming home from school. Meng Xin was about to open the door when Zhou Erquan stopped her. "When your son comes home, do as we say, understand? Otherwise, you and your son will both be dead." Meng Xin nodded slightly. When Xiao Xuan got home, he saw two strange men sitting with his mother. "Xiao Xuan, you're back, I..." "Xiao Xuan, I'm your Uncle Wu, and this is your Uncle Zhou. We're guests invited by your mother. The four of us will have lunch together today." "Hello, Uncle Wu, hello, Uncle Zhou." Xiao Xuan was so young and didn't understand what was happening, that he was sitting with the two bad men who had raped his mother.
"Come on, Xiao Xuan, eat more." To cover up the awkward situation, Meng Xin kept putting food on Xiao Xuan's plate. Her eyes were filled with doting love for her son, presenting the image of a kind mother. At the dinner table, Xiao Xuan, sitting to one side, noticed Wu Jiancheng and Zhou Erquan pinching her mother's nipples and tugging at her labia. Each time, her mother would put down her chopsticks, purse her lips, and remain silent. Xiao Xuan didn't understand why they treated her mother this way. After finishing her meal, Xiao Xuan went to school. Without Xiao Xuan's watchful eye, the two thugs acted without restraint. After Meng Xin put the bowls and dishes in the kitchen, Zhou Erquan picked her up from the front and placed her on the dining table.
Meng Xin lay on the table, her legs pressed against her chest by the man's round belly, her vulva exposed. "Put me down quickly, you've finished eating, hurry up and leave," Meng Xin said stupidly, waiting for the two lustful men to leave, unaware that their penises were already erect against her body. Zhou Erquan thrust his hips forward, penetrating Meng Xin's vagina, the scrotum in her pubic hair repeatedly bumping against her perineum. The muscles of the woman's genitals began to contract, tightly gripping Zhou Erquan's penis. Zhou Erquan stood in front of the table, repeatedly thrusting into Meng Xin's body, making "slap" and "slap" sounds. Soon, he felt a tingling sensation spread from the tip of his glans to his testicles, and a surge of warm, fresh semen spread deep into Meng Xin's uterus. Zhou Erquan withdrew his limp penis, while Meng Xin stared blankly at the chandelier on the ceiling. Before Meng Xin could even rest, Wu Jiancheng, who was standing nearby, couldn't wait to pounce on her. Wu Jiancheng was overweight, and due to years of working away from home in his youth, his skin was very rough. There was some sparse body hair on his chest, and his penis, beneath his large belly, was already a purplish-red. Wu Jiancheng lay down on the dining table, then lifted Meng Xin onto his stomach, spread Meng Xin's snow-white thighs, and aimed his erect penis at Meng Xin's vaginal opening. As Wu Jiancheng loosened his grip, Meng Xin slowly squatted down on his buttocks.
Wu Jiancheng's large hands stabilized Meng Xin's hips, and he thrust his penis up and down, causing Meng Xin to sink further under the force of gravity. The glans of his penis slowly advanced into Meng Xin's vagina, gradually parting the soft, moist vaginal walls. Thus, Meng Xin's vagina was once again joined with Wu Jiancheng's large penis. From behind, two hairy thighs protruded from beneath her plump buttocks. In front, a black penis was swallowing and releasing from her vulva above her buttocks, the two testicles at the base of the penis pressed tightly together with Meng Xin's bobbing body. Meng Xin's floral dress had long been pushed up to her breasts, and the two full nipples in her dark brown areolas were a sight to behold. Meng Xin, her white buttocks raised, continued to manipulate the man's penis inside her vagina. Exhausted from the prolonged intercourse, Meng Xin began to roll her eyes and stick out her cute little tongue.
At that moment, Zhou Erquan picked up his phone and said to Meng Xin, "1, 2, 3, cheese!" Meng Xin was already somewhat confused; hearing someone call her cheese, she thought it was a normal photo, so she brought her right hand to her face, making a V-sign and forcing a strange smile. In the photo, Meng Xin was sitting on Wu Jiancheng's stomach, her large breasts slightly blurred from the swaying, a black penis inserted between her legs, and her wet vulva constantly secreting clear, sticky fluid. A strong, fishy smell of semen filled the restaurant. Naked, Meng Xin lay quietly on the table, the prolonged intercourse having put her into a deep sleep. Her vulva was swollen like a ripe peach, and a thick pool of semen smeared on the table beneath her. At this moment, Wu Jiancheng saw a porcelain vase on the shelf and woke Meng Xin up again, asking her, "Meng, you bitch, what's this porcelain vase?" Wu Jiancheng's fingers were passionately probing inside Meng Xin's body as he asked her in a kingly tone, while she was being subjected to his lewd fingering. Meng Xin was desperately trying to suppress the pleasure in her lower body. Startled by Wu Jiancheng's sudden question, she looked at the porcelain vase, a hidden glint in her eyes: "This blue and white porcelain was a wedding gift from my husband, a token of our love." "How much?" Wu Jiancheng had a particularly strong peasant mentality; he needed to know the value of everything, and only when he had something valuable could he sleep soundly. "Tell me how much it is!" Zhou Erquan pressed.
Meng Xin thought for a moment, but unable to withstand Wu Jiancheng and Zhou Erquan's relentless questioning and physical advances, she finally told Wu Jiancheng the truth. This blue-and-white porcelain vase was worth about 100,000 yuan; it was a testament to her and Zhang Yanzhao's marital bond, a keepsake of her memories of him. "I'm just a roughneck like me, I don't know much about these porcelain vases and jars," Wu Jiancheng said. "I just think this vase is suitable as a urinal, so use it as a urinal." Wu Jiancheng's fingers frantically stirred inside Meng Xin's vagina, as if it were a container and his fingers were a glass rod, determined to churn everything inside. "This…no way!" Meng Xin suddenly objected righteously. Without a word, Wu Jiancheng stood up and aimed his penis at the opening. "Hold it steady, I'm going to pee!" Representing male dominance, Wu Jiancheng had achieved the ultimate. A few seconds later… A stream of yellowish liquid slowly flowed from Wu Jiancheng's penis, almost without a single drop spilling into the porcelain bottle. Meng Xin, meanwhile, twisted her face, trying to avoid looking at the vase, letting the thug's urine spray into the blue-and-white porcelain that symbolized love.
The two men then lifted Meng Xin up, like carrying a dead pig, and threw her onto the bed in the inner bedroom. They then used ropes to bind her hands and feet, locking them securely to the iron railings at the front and back of the bed. Thus, Meng Xin lay flat on the bed, her arms in an embracing position, her thighs almost at a 180-degree angle, exposing her vulva, which was constantly gushing white semen. Between Meng Xin's legs was completely sticky and viscous, the white semen, cooled on the outside, sticking to her pubic hair like paste, emitting a foul odor. Zhou Erquan, disgusted by the smell and filth of Meng Xin's genitals, wiped them with a damp towel. Meng Xin was already sore and weak all over, her limbs strapped to the bed and unable to move. Seeing Zhou Erquan approaching her again, she weakly begged, "Please... let me go... I can't take it anymore... if you keep going... I'm really going to die... please... spare me." The man, at the peak of his lust, paid no heed to Meng Xin's pleas. He positioned his penis, saw that Meng Xin's swollen, wide-open vagina was wide open, and effortlessly thrust it into her. The man's buttocks arched between Meng Xin's thighs. After a while, he let out a muffled roar, his buttocks muscles twitching as he ejaculated. Then a second man entered her, completely ignoring Meng Xin's pleas. A large pool of white semen was already on the floor in front of the bed, and the genitals of the couple were still dripping from it. Just then, Zhang Yanzhao returned home. He had left work early today, wanting to surprise his wife, but when he got home, he didn't see Meng Xin in the living room. Zhang Yanzhao guessed that Meng Xin was probably taking a beauty nap in the bedroom. "Xiao Xin, are you there?" Zhang Yanzhao saw several men's clothes in the living room, but they weren't his. He also saw the porcelain vase he had given his wife lying on the floor, filled with foul-smelling urine. An ominous premonition enveloped him. His weariness vanished instantly, and he strode to the bedroom door. Before he even pushed it open, he heard a series of "slapping" sounds from inside. He opened the door and saw his and Meng Xin's usual bed. Two obese middle-aged men were sitting on it, while Meng Xin's delicate body lay in the arms of a dark-skinned, bald man who reeked of stench. Her breasts were covered in saliva and jiggling. A penis was thrusting into her dark red vulva, her small feet were on Wu Jiancheng's thick thighs, and she had Zhou Erquan's thick, dark penis in her mouth.
"You...you...you guys..." Seeing their crimes discovered, the two thugs, instead of calming Zhang Yanzhao, decided to subdue him so they could continue their debauchery. Zhou Erquan pulled out a dagger and stabbed Zhang Yanzhao repeatedly in the stomach, causing profuse bleeding. Zhou Erquan then punched and kicked Zhang Yanzhao several times. Zhang Yanzhao, already thin, collapsed from the blows. Seeing Zhang Yanzhao fall, the two thugs exchanged glances, stripped him naked, threw him onto the bed, and placed Meng Xin on top of him. The two pale bodies lay intertwined. "Husband, what's wrong? Husband...I..." Meng Xin tried to turn over to check on Zhang Yanzhao, but Wu Jiancheng grabbed her tightly, and his penis was thrust into her again. "Hahaha, it must feel so good to be on top of your husband while I fuck you," Wu Jiancheng chuckled, his eyes narrowing into slits. Afterwards, the two of them, using Zhang Yanzhao as a human cushion, each had sex with Meng Xin once, then got dressed and left.
This continued until the afternoon when Xiao Xuan returned home from school to find her parents lying naked on the bed, the sheets stained with blood and milky white semen. Xiao Xuan was terrified. She immediately sought help from her neighbors, who rushed to her house, called the police, and dialed an ambulance, leading to the scene described at the beginning of the story. Now, Xiao Xuan is anxiously waiting outside the hospital's emergency room, while her parents are being resuscitated with tubes. It's truly unbelievable that a once happy and enviable family was ultimately destroyed by the selfishness and greed of two criminals. And these two criminals are still at large; who knows which family they will harm next…

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