[Urban] Hidden Rules (Complete) - 1

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captivating speech was drawing to a close. On stage, supermodel Zhou Yan checked her watch; exactly twenty minutes, not a minute more, not a minute less—perfect timing. This was her principle at all events; she couldn't waste time, especially in her modeling career.

Her slender hand reached into her pocket and pulled out a pair of brown sunglasses. She prepared to leave…

“Dear students, as long as you cherish your dreams and work hard…” Before the vice-principal, who was about to take the stage, could finish speaking, Sun Qiao bent down, preparing to quietly slip away from the second-to-last row.

“Hey, you're not done yet, where are you going?” Her classmate, Li Ziyue, moved aside to let her pass, asking as she did so.

Sun Qiao whispered, “Going to learn the true essence.”

Chapter One :

“Miss Zhou.”

Zhou Yan had just bent down to get into her car, and before she could close the door, she suddenly heard someone call her name from behind. The voice sounded unfamiliar, but crisp and not unpleasant. So, she stood with one foot in and one foot out of the car, trying to find out who it was.

At first glance, she couldn't help but secretly admire her. Zhou Yan had been in the modeling industry for eight years and had considerable experience. She knew that among the many outstanding women and beauties in the field, this kind of woman was rare. If she were to continue modeling, fame would only be a matter of time. However, upon closer inspection, Zhou Yan frowned. The reason was that this girl was very young. Although she was already 180cm tall, she looked no more than 15 years old. This girl, in the prime of her life, reminded her of herself eight years ago when she first entered this school, harboring dreams of stardom, walking alone on the road to success, glamorous in public, but sorrowful in private, moving from one beast's bed to another, relying on her youth and beauty to overcome all obstacles to get to where she was today. Whether it was worth it or not, there was no turning back.

The past was too painful to recall.

"Is there something you need?"

"Your success story, um... besides what you just shared at the meeting, I wanted to ask, is there anything else?"

Zhou Yan paused, then carefully examined the young girl before her, sighing slightly, "Do you have any connections in your family or among your friends?"

"No." Sun Qiao thought for a moment and then said, "I only have one dream: to be like you and become a world-class supermodel." She declared with a touch of childishness.

Zhou Yan smiled. She understood these audacious thoughts, because she had once had them herself.

"You need to know that to become a supermodel, besides having outstanding personal qualities, you also need to rely on connections, and luck is indispensable..." She paused here, not continuing.

Sun Qiao took a deep breath and stepped forward, "I followed you all the way to the parking lot just to get some answers."

Zhou Yan smiled again, helpless and weary. So many people had walked this path, knowing it was muddy and difficult, but one after another, people would always continue on it. She felt she was being incredibly idle, talking so much to a young girl; this wasn't like her at all. She closed the car door, rolled down the window, and said before starting the car, "Luck is unpredictable; but connections are something you have plenty of opportunities to build. You understand the unspoken rules, right?"

Yes, those are the unspoken rules. Obey them, but you must also be able to control them.

Chapter Two: Zhou Yan. Zhou

Yan rarely had a day off. She dedicated the morning to her alma mater, and then spent the afternoon at a high-end private spa. She had just bought a top-tier membership card and hadn't had a chance to properly enjoy it yet, so she decided to relax today. A personal attendant greeted her and led her inside, then introduced her to the products. Finally, she chose a set of products she'd heard were incredibly effective at detoxification. The receptionist said, "This set of products is extremely effective. It detoxifies and strengthens the body, tightens the skin and vagina, and improves dullness in various areas, such as the areola and perineum, which are prone to pigmentation. After one course of treatment, you'll look like a virgin. It's our most popular detox treatment right now. The treatment requires professional techniques and steam therapy to achieve the best results."

"Okay, I'll take this one." Zhou Yan glanced at the price list—over 80,000 yuan! Fortunately, her income had been good lately, with plenty of extra income from advertising endorsements, so she didn't care.

“We only have two therapists at our shop who can provide this treatment, both of them are foreign male therapists. We are also training female therapists, but because the program is new, it will take three to four months to learn. So if you feel uncomfortable with being served by a man, we can recommend other programs for you first, and you can try this one once the female therapists are trained. Of course, I highly recommend you give it a try. The male therapists are not only very professional, but they are also trainers sent from our headquarters in Switzerland. They will only stay until October of this year before being transferred back.”

In foreign countries, the gender of therapists, like doctors, is blurred and forgotten by the world. But in this city, this kind of service can actually be classified as “opposite-sex massage.”

Zhou Yan found it amusing. Opposite-sex massage, fine, but they make it sound so appealing, so rare.

But she said aloud, “It doesn’t matter, as long as it’s done well.” She had seen a bit of the world and wasn’t afraid of these boundaries.

A dedicated attendant approached and led her to a slightly dimly lit inner room. The room was softly decorated, filled with a pleasant fragrance, and adorned with orchids and several strange animal heads on the walls. Zhou Yan glanced around briefly before being guided behind a sheer curtain. The first thing she saw was a large, triangular jacuzzi, already filled with water and emitting a soft vibrating sound.

The attendant helped Zhou Yan remove the towel and bathtub, revealing smooth, firm skin with a honey-colored sheen. As a professional model, Zhou Yan's figure was perfectly proportioned, neither too much nor too little, an irresistible temptation.

"Today's therapist is Joseph. He has been doing this service for over three years. Please take a bath; he will continue his service in twenty minutes."

Now, Zhou Yan was alone in the inner room. She closed her eyes and relaxed in the tub, the water vibrating and surging towards her from all sides, wave after wave, gradually easing her fatigue and making her feel comfortablely drowsy.

Half-asleep, she felt something block out the light above her, a dark aura descending.

The therapist had arrived? His name seemed to be Joseph.

Zhou Yan slowly opened her eyes… When she saw the therapist's face clearly, her adrenaline surged, and she couldn't help but feel excited.

Undoubtedly, he was an extremely handsome man, with thick brown hair, a sharply defined face, a small dimple on his chin, and slightly sharp eyes—very masculine. However, what interested Zhou Yan most wasn't his appearance, but his height!

He was almost two meters tall, at least 1.96 meters. Zhou Yan was 1.77 meters tall, quite tall and slender, but standing next to him, she would appear much smaller and more delicate.

Joseph, as if used to it, sized her up for a while, while also subtly observing her. This customer was Chinese, and clearly a model; slender frame, long, shapely legs, and sexy skin. When his eyes swept over a pair of not-so-large but very firm breasts, his groin tightened.

Chapter Three Joseph

Joseph's heart stirred slightly, and his eyes swept downwards again, this time with an even stronger, uncontrollable wicked thought. The reason was simple: the woman with narrow hips had an even tighter, more alluring vagina. Zhou Yan was of East Asian descent, tall but with small bones, appearing somewhat thin and frail. If he were to ride her and fuck her hard, it would surely be an unbearable, soul-crushing experience.

Zhou Yan only found this foreign therapist incredibly masculine and sexy, unaware that his mind was filled with thoughts of how to defile her body, his mind already conjuring up images of fucking her. She felt a hot, fiery hand firmly placed behind her neck, lifting her slightly, then brushing across her back and stopping behind her. Zhou Yan felt as if the skin touched by this man was on fire, hot and restless, desperately seeking an outlet for her dissatisfaction. Before this sensation subsided, the therapist, Joseph, reached out with his other hand, placing it between Zhou Yan's legs, and lifted her up.

Zhou Yan let out a small gasp, instinctively hooking one arm behind his head for balance. She felt the therapist's hot breath on her chest and neck, carrying a distinctly masculine scent that unsettled her.

Joseph felt a soft, supple texture; the skin wasn't pale, but the texture was excellent, smooth, delicate, and hairless—truly exquisite. His penis immediately became erect. Fortunately, Zhou Yan was positioned high enough not to see it, otherwise, he would have been terrified by the size that was beyond the reach of any Asian.

Zhou Yan, naked, was placed on the massage bed by the foreign therapist. After a while, he brought a towel to absorb excess moisture from her hair, his large hands gently stroking her head like the afternoon sun—warm, comforting, and inducing sleepiness. Zhou Yan slowly relaxed, enjoying the sensation and ignoring the therapist's gender.

The man's hands were so comfortable and large. After gesturing for her to lie face down on the bed, he began a full-body soothing massage. Zhou Yan often had these spa treatments, but today, being massaged by a man, the feeling was truly different. His massage was very professional, his acupressure points were extremely precise, and after each set of massage techniques, he didn't forget to soothe her entire body. The pressure was even, and his fingers, unlike women's, weren't thin and fleshy; they weren't painful to the touch, but rather very elastic.

Joseph had been removing the customer's "oil" before, and he was quite experienced in this kind of thing. Removing the "oil" required timing; he couldn't just rush in, otherwise, the customer might accuse him of rape, which he couldn't handle. He knew he looked handsome, and his "manhood" was also impressive. Generally, as long as he was a gentleman and polite, women would obediently wait for him to fuck them. He was determined to have this girl today. The more he thought about it, the more composed he became, obediently giving her a comfortable massage. After she fell asleep, he touched her until her vagina and breasts felt itchy and pleasurable. When she woke up naturally, he guaranteed she would be willing to spread her legs and let him fuck her hard.

Joseph was engrossed in raping Zhou Yan in his mind, but the supermodel was oblivious to the fact that she was about to become his plaything. She was fast asleep, and with his gentle touch, she rolled over onto her back, her two rounded breasts gleaming alluringly, the nipples so tender and inviting. The man started from her neck, pressing and massaging slowly and deliberately. He carefully observed his client's face: a small, delicate face, fine eyebrows, bright eyes, a straight nose, and a thinner upper lip than lower lip, now slightly parted due to her sweet sleep…

Oh, he wanted to shove his penis inside her; just thinking about this beauty sucking his cock made his penis feel like it was about to explode with pain. Now was the perfect time to make a small move without being immediately noticed by the client. Joseph boldly stripped off his work clothes, revealing his bare, muscular abs and his already erect and slightly throbbing enormous penis.

He tiptoed onto the bed, his knees on either side of the woman's body. Now, by lowering himself slightly, it would be as if he were riding on top of her. This was his preferred position for penetration; he could clearly see her breasts and easily watch his penis thrusting into her body.

Joseph placed his hands on the woman's breasts, caressing them firmly but not too forcefully, his palms touching her nipples. His heart trembled with a pang of pain, thinking that if Adam knew he had managed to fuck such a beautiful woman today, his penis would be green with envy.

Chapter Four:

Joseph, the foreigner, played with the woman's breasts for a while, gradually becoming unable to suppress his desire. Unwilling to delay, he carefully observed the sleeping woman and devised a plan. He first put his clothes back on, then grabbed some plant-based essential oil for firming the skin. He knelt back on the bed, carefully applying the oil to his entire middle finger. He then took some and secretly lubricated it into the woman's vulva. To make penetration easier later, he knelt on the inside of her knees. He admired the pubic hair trimmed into a rectangular shape, then looked at the tender vulva he would soon force open. His fingers slid along the smooth, creamy flesh, and a slow, moist sensation was released—a sign of a woman's arousal. He carefully observed the woman's reaction and found she was awake, looking at him with beautiful eyes, her expression a mixture of coldness and allure, and a hint of anger.

The man was startled, but maintained a calm demeanor. He gave the female customer what he considered the most professional smile, grasped her ankles with both hands, and bent her legs upwards, exposing her entire genitals. He kept his head down, as if performing surgery with meticulous care and single-minded focus. Zhou Yan also breathed a slight sigh of relief, remembering that this treatment seemed to have some effect on vaginal tightening… Just as she was thinking this, the therapist inserted a finger into her vagina. She was about to shout for him to stop when the finger was pulled out again, just as unexpectedly as when he had inserted it. The therapist gestured for her to get up and then led her to the fumigation room.

This fumigation room was currently the most advanced in the world, specifically designed to address the increased pressure on the lungs caused by temperatures around 50 degrees Celsius and the fact that a low-oxygen environment could hinder breathing. Therefore, a fresh oxygen chamber was specially installed at the head, allowing the head and face to remain unaffected while the body was being fumigated.

Joseph changed the location to make things easier and more natural later. He knew that most Eastern women were still somewhat conservative and wouldn't accept it until they were penetrated by a large penis. From Zhou Yan's expression just now, he knew that to have sex with this woman, he needed to get the timing right; he couldn't rush it. (Advertisement break: Still relying on your hands? How can you enjoy that? Forum reputation guaranteed! Healthy anti-premature ejaculation masturbation exerciser, real oral sex pleasure experience, hot recommendation! Maintain the feeling of ejaculation for 30 minutes, so pleasurable you'll faint! Fully automated masturbation with 12 different sexual positions and vibration frequencies. Click to enter

the fumigation room. The advantage is that the oxygen chamber in the head blocks the customer's view, and a damp towel is placed on the neck to prevent steam from entering. This way, the customer won't know what's going on until he penetrates. Once they've tasted the pleasure of this foreign gun, even the most beautiful woman will be fucked.)

He couldn't wait to hear her moans...

After Zhou Yan lay down in the steam room, she found it more comfortable than the outer room. The bed was a hand's width wider than the massage bed she had just used, and the space for her head was inlaid with many small, dim lights, like tiny stars, which was quite interesting. The therapist had probably turned on the steam; her torso below the head was enveloped in warm, comforting air. Based on experience, the steaming time was usually 15-20 minutes, and she could sleep a little longer.

Yosef waited patiently in the outer room for a while, estimating that the beauty had fallen asleep before returning to the steam room. He quickly turned off the steam control, took off all his clothes, and, naked, got onto the bed with his large penis erect.

He didn't have much time left. This treatment was three hours and forty minutes; after deducting the previous treatment time, he could only have forty minutes. With a beauty of this caliber, it would be a waste not to fuck her for two or three hours. However, he had no choice but to do it this way, hoping that he could arouse her lust in one go and make her a repeat customer. Thinking in his mind, his hands weren't idle either. He applied some more oil to her vagina, spread her legs apart with both hands, and thrust his penis straight in.

Chapter Five: French Kiss.

Joseph had barely inserted the head of his penis when the woman's tight vagina almost squeezed it out. Sure enough, Eastern and Western sex toys were incompatible. That small vaginal flesh was several times smaller than his foreign penis, squeezing it so tightly that he felt a mix of pleasure and soreness, along with throbbing pain, almost causing him to ejaculate...

Zhou Yan was half asleep when she suddenly felt something thick being thrust into her, pressing painfully inside her vagina. She wasn't stupid, and she wasn't inexperienced; how could she not know that the foreigner was fucking and raping her? She was furious and tried to struggle by swinging her long legs, but she dared not shout, for fear that someone outside would come and discover her shameful act. Now that she was internationally famous, she had to be careful about the consequences.

Seeing that she was only struggling and dared not make a sound, the man understood that she had reservations. How could he let such a good opportunity slip by? He pressed her two long, slender legs against her chest, then knelt down, his penis positioned at nearly a ninety-degree angle, and thrust in forcefully. With a muffled groan of pain from the woman, his thick, long, and ugly penis was halfway inside in the blink of an eye.

Zhou Yan was almost breathless from this foreigner's fucking. Her vagina was stretched to its limit, yet there wasn't enough fluid inside, making her entire vagina ache unbearably. Her body was also being pressed down by this tall, over-1.9-meter-tall foreigner, feeling as heavy as a mountain, unable to move an inch.

The foreigner also felt it was too tight; he had never encountered such a small vagina before. He had to pull out a little, leaving only the head of his penis inside. He smeared oil all over his shaft, positioned her legs, and began to fuck her. At first, he slowly thrust in and out, playing around for dozens of times. Only after the dry vaginal muscles softened slightly did he penetrate a little further. When he had reached the bottom of her vagina and could go no further, his penis was still half an inch outside. It was truly small, tight, and shallow. He wondered if she could withstand being fucked by such a big thing.

Despite his thoughts, he ignored her moans and groans, and just held her small waist, which was barely able to withstand the pleasure, and fucked her hard. He thrust in and out more than a hundred times, but still couldn't go all the way in. Looking at her unbearable vagina with his big thing inside, being fucked until it was red and wet, he felt so good that his ejaculation was trembling and he almost ejaculated. He quickly withdrew a little, slowing down... Such a beautiful woman, such a wonderful hole, I have to fuck her more, otherwise I'll either lose everything or make Adam laugh to death. This kind of woman needs to be fucked until she climaxes and becomes horny, only then will she remember how good his big guy is.

Zhou Yan was furious when this barbaric foreigner raped her. Her vagina was already at its limit, but the foreigner didn't care if she died or not and kept thrusting deeper and deeper. She thought: How can this guy's thing be so thick and long, it feels like it's going all the way into my uterus, more than twice the size of the things I've been with before. At first, she gritted her teeth and endured it, thinking that a man couldn't last more than a few minutes with such a tight hole. She was going to get up and slap him a few times to vent her anger. But gradually, a sour and tingling, very pleasant feeling came out as he slowed down his thrusting. He would thrust a few times and then rotate inside her. It was only because his penis was too long that his pubic bone couldn't touch, otherwise the feeling would be even more intoxicating.

Joseph felt that the female customer had already been penetrated by his large penis and had released a lot of vaginal fluid. He was no longer afraid of her resistance. He simply took the towel off her neck, pulled her body down, revealing a charming Eastern face. He placed his elbows on either side of the woman's head, slowly and gently inserting and twisting his penis while kissing her. Zhou Yan initially refused to kiss him, shaking her head away, but he grabbed her chin and started a French kiss...

Chapter Six: Adam

Zhou Yan was so overwhelmed by the foreigner that she had no strength left to resist. She just spread her legs and let him rub and squeeze her. Joseph thrust in and out hard, not caring whether the person being fucked under him could withstand his thrusting. He just kept thrusting hard for a full half hour, making his big cock throb with pleasure and grow even thicker. Her little hole was making "squeaking" sounds from being penetrated, and it was already vulnerable, glistening with water. While he was fucking her, he thought: I haven't even changed positions yet, and my penis is already going to go numb and reach its peak. She's being squeezed so tightly by that wonderful hole, and her little flesh is so tight. It's impossible to fuck this kind of woman only once. I have to think of a way to let him have her all the time.

Yosef straightened his back, knelt up, and with his two strong legs, as muscular as a woman's waist, he clamped her buttocks tightly between his left and right sides, then spread her slender legs and clasped them tightly around his waist. His large hands covered the woman's trembling breasts, which were soft and smooth to the touch. He kneaded them vigorously with his hands, stimulating his lower abdomen as he kneaded. When he squeezed, he thrust in hard, and when he released, he withdrew until only the head of his penis remained. He fucked her hard in this rhythm, making Zhou Yan feel both ecstatic and ecstatic, whimpering as if she were crying. For a moment, the man and woman were enjoying the pleasure of lovemaking.

Adam, the therapist sent with Joseph, had a client this morning. He finished around 1 PM, ate some spaghetti and drank two beers, then played a few games at a nearby pool hall. After that, he started to feel bored. Because his and Joseph's services were quite expensive, costing 80,000 to 100,000 for two or three treatments, although the spa was full of wealthy people, only two or three people actually used their services each day, and most of them booked in advance. Once a treatment was finished, there was basically nothing else to do for the rest of the day, so the time was flexible, and he often felt like he had nowhere to kill his energy.

Adam returned to the spa. He had just called Joseph, but no one answered, so he probably hadn't finished his treatment yet. But seeing that it was almost time, he thought he might as well go back and find him. If he was free, they could go to a coffee shop together. If he was lucky, he might even pick up a couple of white-collar girls, preferably the kind in uniform. The more dignified their faces looked, the more seductive and eager they were to be fucked. He wanted to fuck them until they were prostitutes who couldn't live without men, and play with them hard under his crotch. It would be very interesting.

Looking at the sky, it seemed like it would get windy and rainy that night—perfect weather for fucking a woman. He thought back to the last time he'd had sex was only three days ago, and his penis had been itching to get hard.

He figured Joseph was in a similar situation and would definitely be very receptive to his idea. Back at the center, he hurriedly asked if he was done. The receptionist said he was 15 minutes overtime and was about to send someone to check on him when Adam offered to go. He had nothing else to do, and he also had something to talk to Joseph about.

The receptionist agreed; she was too lazy to move. Generally, some guests might sleep a bit after their treatment, so overtime was common. As long as rooms weren't scarce, they wouldn't prevent guests from taking a nap; after all, for the sake of the money, the service had to be top-notch.

So neither she nor Adam expected that Joseph was providing a "special" service not listed on the menu. When Adam went to ask the receptionist, Joseph had already ejaculated and even considerately ran a bath for the beautiful female model. However, he underestimated his own lust. As he helped the customer put on her shirt, his eyes fell on her long, straight legs and pert buttocks, and his penis hardened again. This was because, with the woman wearing the shirt, her genitals were still partially exposed, revealing glimpses of her tender flesh, which was incredibly arousing. He just wanted to hoist her up and fuck her hard... Even as he thought this, his actions were already faster than his mind. Zhou Yan had just put on her underwear when he swept her up, pressed her head against the wall, and showered her with passionate kisses... Joseph's hand reached up her back, unhooking her bra that he had just fastened a minute ago, while his other hand impatiently tried to pull down her underwear. Zhou Yan curled up, dodging left and right. He had already fucked her for forty minutes, and now her whole body was like a limp ball. This foreigner was so insatiable, his entanglement never ending. But Joseph was tall, muscular, and had very strong lower limbs. He could hold a woman in his arms and fuck her for an hour while standing. With Zhou Yan's meager strength, how could she possibly dodge? However, her underwear was very difficult to remove; she wouldn't cooperate at all.

Joseph, his large penis grinding against the woman's body, felt his desire surge, yet it didn't satisfy him at all. Unable to find the perfect itch, he gritted his teeth and lifted her by the buttocks onto his waist. Zhou Yan was suspended in mid-air; even with her long legs, she couldn't reach the ground. She could only wrap her legs around the man's waist for balance. Her genitals instantly pressed against his huge, burning member through her underwear. She thought, "Good heavens, I just let this thing penetrate me for over forty minutes. No wonder my vaginal muscles are still numb and tingling." She struggled to get down, determined not to let him penetrate her again. The man refused, wedging the woman between her body and the wall, holding her buttocks like a child with one hand, and quickly pulling her panties to the right with the other, thrusting his hard, long, and thick penis in…

Adam happened to come in just in time to see this. His penis had only just entered when the Chinese woman cried out in pain. Joseph, in his frenzy, didn't even see someone enter. He used one hand to push back the woman's flailing hands, pressing his body against the wall, and the other hand to support himself, thrusting hard into the woman's vagina, which was many times smaller than a European woman's…

Adam's heart skipped a beat, and a surge of lust rushed to his groin.

Chapter Seven: Two Bastards

"Where did you find this girl? You didn't even call me? Last time, that Shanghai girl, I let you have your first time!" Adam glared at Joseph and said in English.

"Ah—!" Zhou Yan panicked when she saw another foreigner enter the room. She was still being relentlessly and forcefully penetrated by him. Her vagina struggled to accommodate his enormous penis, experiencing both pleasure and pain. The penetration was tingling and aching, the withdrawal tingling and itching, a constant cycle of fullness and emptiness. Her back ached so much it was almost numb. The foreigner stood there, fucking her, his waist seemingly powered by a motor, thrusting in and out tirelessly.

Pressed against the wall, her entire back was pressed against it. The foreigner blocked all space except her back, supporting only her legs as he frantically thrust. Completely shrouded in shadow, she felt for the first time the power of a man, so strong, needing no money or power, just a single large penis, enough to fuck her to death.

Joseph kissed her, silencing her gasp, his hand running through her fine hair, gently soothing her tension. There seemed to be an unspoken understanding between him and Adam, perhaps from their frequent encounters with women, so words were unnecessary. Adam quickly took over the role of the wall, the two foreigners sandwiching Zhou Yan like a sandwich.

"Baby, you're so wonderful!" Adam spoke a little Chinese; he knew women loved sweet words. As he spoke, he began kissing Zhou Yan's ear, but Joseph's throbbing penis, inserted into her vagina, caused his movements to sway rhythmically. "

Hey, you're fucking the wall down! Be gentle, be gentle, this little beauty is so delicate, how can she take it? Your cock is so long, be careful not to break it."

"This woman's hole is so small, I've been fucking her for ages and can't get much in, it's fucking tight." Joseph thrust again, still unable to reach the root. Zhou Yan had reached her limit, moaning in pain.

"So powerful, even her moans are so sweet." Adam cupped her breasts in his hands, gently kneading and teasing them, his fingertips tracing circles on her areolas, all in sync with Joseph's thrusting. The room was filled with the heavy, wanton sounds of men's ecstatic pleasure.

Joseph fucked her thousands more times, and Zhou Yan was already dazed, clinging to Adam, supported only by the strength of the two men. Her face and body were soaked with sweat. Adam wasn't idle either, his hands exploring every curve of her body.

"Don't fall asleep, I'll get to you later. My thing is big too." Adam whispered in her ear, nibbling and nibbling.

"We've already gone over time. I'm afraid the receptionist will come in and see. I'll do a few more rounds and then leave. You can have her here." Joseph had Adam support Zhou Yan's buttocks like he was helping a child urinate, while simultaneously hoisting her long, drooping legs onto his shoulders. At this moment, Zhou Yan's entire private parts were clearly visible to the man. Her vagina was red and swollen, struggling to open, with a thick, long penis inserted inside that she couldn't take in or spit out, completely mismatched with her size. Joseph watched his long penis fiercely and forcefully thrusting into her tender vagina, each thrust going all the way in, which was extremely stimulating... Her vagina had been taut from his thrusting, constantly contracting, and the inside was tightly gripping his glans, sucking and trembling, making his heart tremble, and his seminal vesicles leap, ready to ejaculate.

He found Zhou Yan's tender red lips through her wet hair, kissing her as he made his final thrusts. He straightened his thighs, panting heavily like a bear, his heart pounding at its peak. He increased his thrusting speed, his huge penis reaching its limit, veins bulging, making all three men tremble. He thrust a hundred or so more times, then pressed down on Zhou Yan's body, ejaculating deep inside her, all of it going in. It felt so good. He couldn't help but think: I've never fucked such a powerful and exciting woman before!

Adam saw clearly that Joseph was fucking the woman like a madman, which showed how pleasurable it was. As soon as he pulled out, he immediately carried Zhou Yan to the bathtub and said, "Let's play here, you'll feel more comfortable." At this time, Zhou Yan was already weak and powerless, and had no energy to resist. She could only let the two men take turns raping her. Adam carried her into the triangular bathtub, and the water flowed from all directions, soothing her limbs and orifices. Adam was even more skilled than Joseph. He first cupped Zhou Yan's face and put his large penis, which was no less than Joseph's, into her mouth to perform oral sex, making the woman cough and vomit. Then he squeezed the woman's breasts together and put his large penis in the middle to play with her breasts with the ripples of water, making the tender flesh of her breasts twist and turn. Eastern women's breasts are not large, but they are very firm and beautiful. Zhou Yan's breasts were hemispherical and not small, but they could not hold a large penis. Adam only played with her for a while before pressing her down into the water.

Zhou Yan had never experienced such torment before. Even if she had, it was only for the sake of a competition ranking or a million-dollar reward that she would put in the effort. Today, being molested and played with by the employees of this spa, even though she had experienced several orgasms, she was still unhappy. Just as she was about to curse, she was pushed into the water again. She swallowed several mouthfuls of water, choking and in pain. Seeing that she was getting dizzy, she coughed and gasped, grabbing the side of the bathtub with one hand, trying to struggle to get up... Adam would not tolerate it. He pulled her out of the water, and before she could even catch her breath, a barrage of kisses came like a storm. The kiss was extremely fierce, his tongue thrusting in hard, his lips covering the woman's entire mouth without leaving any gap. He caught the woman's playful, dodging tongue and sucked on it forcefully...

Zhou Yan was kissed until she was dizzy and disoriented, as if stars were flying before her eyes. It wasn't until she was almost breathless from the kiss that she remembered she could breathe through her nose. She opened her nostrils, letting in a breath of fresh air, when she felt a numbness in her groin. Adam had spread her legs to the sides, and a thick rod, with the force of thunder, was thrusting into her fiercely… Zhou Yan only let out a muffled groan before losing consciousness!

It turned out that Adam's penis was also quite impressive. Although it was half an inch shorter than Joseph's, it was also a whole size thicker. This thrust, with all his might, was incredibly powerful. Although there was still some of Joseph's semen inside Zhou Yan, making it very slippery, it was still a deep, forceful penetration. The huge penis was so deep that it felt like Zhou Yan's soul was about to fly out, leaving her unconscious.

Adam didn't care whether she lived or died. He was already gripped tightly by that unprecedentedly tender little pussy. After thrusting all the way in, he tried to pull out, but felt some resistance. Instead, he started grinding against her. His entire penis was inside her, the thick root blocking the opening that was throbbing from the pressure. Their pubic bones were pressed together, a very lewd sight. As he rubbed his big cock against her tender pussy, he thought: No wonder Joseph wanted to have it all to himself. This Chinese girl is too fragile. She fainted after just one thrust. Since that's the case, he might as well be impolite. He shoved Zhou Yan's head under the tap and turned the water to the coldest setting. The cold water hit Zhou Yan's head and face, making her wake up with a start. Her whole body involuntarily clenched, squeezing the cock still inside her. Adam let out a loud roar of pleasure, grabbed Zhou Yan's waist, and began to thrust into her without saying a word, going all the way in. Zhou Yan also felt that Adam's penis was even more painful than Joseph's. It hurt even when it was inside her without moving. Moreover, both of them were vicious men who showed no mercy when they fucked women. They just thrust and pounded in like they were playing with dolls. What was even more painful was that Adam's penis was not only slightly thicker, but its length was also just enough to fill her vagina. When he fucked her, he went all the way in, and even his scrotum hit her, slapping against her vulva with a "thump thump," which was extremely painful.

Zhou Yan trembled as if she had a high fever, being fucked relentlessly. These two foreigners had been taking turns fucking her for over two hours. Even the most skilled prostitute couldn't take it anymore, let alone her. Adam had thoroughly ravaged her from the front, finally getting his fill, then lifted her out of the bathtub. Thinking he was done, she was pushed to the floor and fucked him from behind. Adam held her waist, preventing her from slipping down, slapping her buttocks with his large hands, making a "slap slap" sound, like riding a horse, his huge penis thrusting in and out. Her waist was slender, her belly thin, and from the front, the location of his erect penis was clearly visible. Adam found this very amusing, stroking his own member through her thin belly while thrusting, muttering in English... He said, "Baby, I'm fucking you, fucking you, can you see? Do you like it?" Although he could speak a few words of Chinese, he still spoke his mother tongue during sex to satisfy himself. Seeing that Zhou Yan ignored him, he thought she didn't understand, so he asked her in Chinese in her ear, "Is it big? Is it fucking you well?"

Zhou Yan still ignored him, only frowning as she endured his savage thrusts. The two of them were completely different in height, build, and strength, but he had already penetrated her, leaving her with no choice but to accept it. Her vagina was numb. She had already climaxed several times with Joseph, and she couldn't recover for a while to reach another peak. She could only drift like a small boat in a raging storm, letting the seawater engulf her...

"Baby, tell me, is it big?" Adam stroked her belly, stopped first, and waited for Zhou Yan to look back at him in confusion before thrusting into her again, one thrust after another, without a moment's respite, making it heavy and fierce. "Is it big? Say it!" Another thrust.

"Um, big... big... um, very big, be gentle... be gentle!" Zhou Yan could only answer, pleading softly. Joseph himself didn't understand Chinese, and his spoken language was limited to a hundred sentences of reception phrases. They didn't talk during sex either. Adam, on the other hand, was different. He had mastered the art of seduction. Every time he went to a new country, he would quickly practice his "picking up" phrases. Especially during sex, he liked to say crazy things to enhance the experience, making the woman beneath him reach orgasm after orgasm, losing all her dignity.

When Joseph returned, he saw Adam still having sex with the woman. It wasn't anything new; he'd already done it twice himself. The two were by the bathtub. Zhou Yan was half-lying on the floor, exhausted, while the other half, her small buttocks, were held in Adam's hands. She was kneeling on a non-slip mat with her legs spread apart. Adam was kneeling on Zhou Yan's left side, the other leg on the ground, his thick penis thrusting in and out of her swollen, red vagina. Joseph could see it all clearly; each thrust went all the way in, and when he pulled out, only the head of his penis remained inside. Adam was fucking her harder than he was, their flesh pressed together, the sounds of their bodies slapping against each other echoing.

Joseph pulled out his latest camera phone and said, "Let's get a close-up of the female lead!"

Adam readily agreed, continuing to fuck her without hesitation, lifting the woman's hair with one hand to expose her beautiful face to the camera, while his other hand kneaded her breasts.

Joseph, seeing him thrusting so vigorously while the female customer was practically dazed and confused, said, "Let's stop here for today. Don't kill her. With this thing here, you're not allowed to make her come once a week so we can have our fill."

Adam chuckled, intensifying his thrusts, pumping hard: "Once isn't enough, at least twice."

Chapter Eight: Shameless

Threat. Adam thrust in a hundred or so more times, his scrotum taut, and holding Zhou Yan's buttocks, he ejaculated all his semen inside her. After finishing, he wasn't in a hurry to come out. Instead, he turned Zhou Yan's face and kissed her passionately, their lips and tongues entwined, lingering tenderly. Joseph just smiled, knowing that Adam also adored this Chinese girl's pussy. But it was getting late; Zhou Yan had been there for almost six hours, including massages and "treatments," so he reminded her, "Pull it out, it'll get hard again if you leave it in."

The two reluctantly touched her breasts a few more times before letting go, only to find Zhou Yan too tired to move. They had to carry her to the shower. Joseph, worried Adam might get carried away, volunteered to take off his clothes, leaving Adam to supervise.

Zhou Yan's skin was undeniably smooth, a testament to her meticulous skincare routine. It was a testament to her professionalism; after all, every inch of a model's skin was crucial to their career, so it was truly difficult to find a single flaw. To say she was beautiful from head to toe was no exaggeration. Today, she had been given a free ride by two foreign wolves, who had touched and fucked her thoroughly from head to toe. She felt it was a worthwhile experience.

Joseph washed her while rubbing his penis against her. Zhou Yan leaned against him, dazed, recovering her strength under the constantly changing pressure of the water. The foreigner kissed her twice, his erection hard as an iron rod. He rubbed his body against the woman's, while Adam banged loudly on the shower glass to warn his partner not to steal from her. Neither of their "brothers" was honest; they were both insatiable when it came to pretty girls.

After finally finishing her shower, Zhou Yan emerged in a bathrobe onto the massage bed. Adam and Joseph each took a towel and gently dried her, their touch much lighter, mainly because her genitals were red and swollen from the previous encounter, her buttocks and thighs covered in finger marks. After drying her hair, Adam, taking advantage of Joseph's inattention, secretly slipped his hand into Zhou Yan's bathwater, kneading one of her nipples with his palm, occasionally squeezing it hard.

The woman groaned in pain, her brows furrowing slightly.

Joseph glared at him, but Adam just smiled wickedly and didn't let go. Finally, Joseph had to pull his hand out to free the woman from further harassment.

Zhou Yan struggled to her feet and got dressed, taking the underwear Joseph handed her. She felt a chafing sensation down there, though the material of the panties was very comfortable. She gritted her teeth, secretly cursing this woman, but there was nothing she could do.

Once dressed, a guide led her to the dressing room, and someone else styled her long hair. Completely tidy, Zhou Yan regained her supermodel aura of cold elegance and style. Large sunglasses perched on her nose, making her face appear even more pointed, her curly hair alluring. As she went to get her car, Adam relentlessly approached, saying, "Hey, beauty!"

"What else do you want!" Zhou Yan angrily slapped his arm with her handbag. This man was the second one to have slept with her; his penis was incredibly thick, and before she could even adjust, he had brutally penetrated her, even flooding her with water. Thinking of this, she slapped him again with her handbag.

Adam grabbed her handbag, then followed her hand, nuzzling it against his cheek before planting a kiss on the back of her hand. He smiled sweetly, his lips curving slightly, his large double eyelids and deep brown eyes making him appear incredibly approachable. The two looked like a couple having a minor argument, the woman being unreasonable and capricious, while the boyfriend, far from being annoyed, was incredibly accommodating – a perfectly harmonious scene. But who could have imagined what had happened just half an hour earlier?

"Are you angry? We love you so much, we love you, baby!" Adam breathed warmly into her ear.

Now that they were in a public place, Zhou Yan ignored him, snatched her handbag, and slapped him across the right cheek, her teeth clenched in hatred as she uttered a single word: "Get lost!"

Adam rubbed his face, still smiling, and said, "There's a Chinese saying, 'A beating is a sign of affection, scolding is a sign of closeness.' Joseph sent me to find you because he can't speak Chinese, isn't that a pity?" As he laughed, he took out Joseph's phone, pulled up the recorded file. The biggest feature of an iPhone is its large screen and exquisite image quality; even the finest hairs could be seen at a glance.

The video on the phone showed Adam and her; the lewd expression on his face and the thick, constantly penetrating penis became Zhou Yan's nightmares for a long time afterward, a nightmare that lingered long after the two men left China.

When she returned to her apartment, it was already dusk. Zhou Yan entered her private elevator, used the fingerprint recognition system to verify her identity, and rode the elegantly decorated but minimalist high-speed elevator directly to the 36th floor. She wasn't without regret; this enjoyment, bought with flesh and blood, was tinged with bitterness amidst the glamour.

Stepping out of the elevator was also a private space. This 700-square-meter apartment was hers alone, seemingly very private from the outside. Only she knew that this extremely luxurious apartment was nothing more than a brothel for a few high-ranking officials and wealthy businessmen, a "love nest" for their comings and goings.

As she sat down to change her shoes in the entryway, she remembered Adam's last words: "Joseph wants you to come to the spa twice a week, once each with me, to serve you. We're going back to our country in October, so you absolutely have to come. If you don't come, we know you're quite famous, and it won't be good for you."

Zhou Yan knew what "service" meant, but if she didn't want to end up like Cecilia Cheung in a sex scandal, it seemed she had no other choice.

"What are you thinking about, baby? Aren't you coming in?"

Zhou Yan slipped her feet into her slippers, tilting her head and smiling: "What wind blew Director Wang here today?"

Inwardly, she groaned; her lower body was swollen so badly she could barely walk. How was she going to deal with this lecherous man at home?

Director Wang smiled smugly, his face full of lust. He quickly pulled Zhou Yan into his arms, and with the other hand, he eagerly slipped his hand inside her bra, squeezing her breasts a few times. "You're

so annoying!" Zhou Yan protested coquettishly, her body already half-pushing and half-leaning against him. Director Wang was a leader in the Cultural Bureau, someone she could use, and she absolutely couldn't afford to offend him. She mentally calculated how to escape tonight.

"You like it when I hate you, aren't you? You're all perked up." He lowered his head again, pouting his thick lips as he searched for and played with her nipples.

Zhou Yan endured her anger and kissed Director Wang a few times, letting him touch her all over. Then, an idea for her escape came to her. She moved her lips away, patted Director Wang's square face, and whispered like she was coaxing a child, "Go to bed and wait for me, okay, be good." She wiggled her hips as she opened the wine cabinet.

...

The bedroom was dimly lit, and starlight twinkled outside the French windows, overlooking a bustling city with cars passing by.

Director Wang was already completely naked, his potbelly protruding, a short, ugly penis protruding from his crotch. Watching Zhou Yan gracefully walk in, he took the wine glass from her hand and placed it at his feet. With the other hand, he impatiently pulled Zhou Yan's shirt out of her pants, panting, "Why are you dressed so formally today, like a white-collar worker?"

Zhou Yan let him take off her shirt, unhooked her bra, and pressed her bare upper body against the glass, the cool touch making her nipples very sensitive.

"It's been so long since I've fucked you, I've missed you so much!" Director Wang then unbuttoned her pants, rubbing his genitals against her trousers, a few drops of uncontrollable fluid already staining her pants.

"Let's have a little to get the mood going." Before Director Wang could reach into her underwear, Zhou Yan bent down, picked up the wine glass at her feet, turned around and took a sip, then fed him the wine with her cherry-like lips, their tongues entwined in a passionate kiss.

Wang Ju felt dizzy and hot all over, and he was too weak to continue his efforts in front of the glass window. He put his arm around Zhou Yan's waist and pulled her onto the bed, stroking her breasts as he said, "Oh, right, I almost forgot to mention, there's something else I need you to keep in mind."

"Hmm?" Zhou Yan knew the sleeping pills in the alcohol were very potent, so she wasn't in a hurry and just went along with his words.

"Well... Young Master Li's birthday is next month, and you need to help me find a special 'gift,' something that can't be too common. If I can get involved with Young Master Li, it's like climbing halfway up Vice Chairman Li... Let me tell you, I'm thinking..."

Chapter Nine Sun Qiao

Sun Qiao and five classmates took on a company's ribbon-cutting event that afternoon. They said they were hiring models, but the money they were paid was just for slightly more expensive etiquette staff. Moreover, the school was heartless; the students who actually did the work only received four hundred yuan.

Just after changing her clothes, Sun Qiao's classmate, Wang Fei, said, "The person in charge of that company just asked for my contact information, saying they'd like to contact us again if we need any work in the future." Before she could finish, Li Chen, a girl from Beijing, interrupted, "Tell them to go to the school! 80% of our jobs are arranged by the school. To put it bluntly, it's 'exploitation.' Before graduation, they have to exploit us ruthlessly, otherwise the school will feel wronged."

"What do you know? That's not what I'm talking about. Everyone knows that. What I'm talking about is that we're skinned alive, and the money we receive is barely a fraction of what we owe!" Wang Fei shook the envelope in her hand; the thin four hundred yuan inside was truly weightless.

"How so?" Sun Qiao squeezed in to listen, walking beside Wang Fei.

"Look, the company hiring people goes to an agency, and the agency charges 400 yuan per person for referrals; then the agency goes to the school... Let me put it this way, the company should pay us 1500 yuan per person per day, you get it?"

The school makes 700 yuan off each person? That much? Sun Qiao was a little dumbfounded and asked, "Really? That much?"

"Absolutely!" Wang Fei continued, "The lady in charge of this company just said that next time they'll come directly to us and give us 1000 yuan per person, cutting off both middlemen, and we don't even need to issue invoices."

"This is taking on private work; it'll be difficult if the school finds out," another classmate said.

Li Chen rolled his eyes, seemingly mocking his classmate's lack of worldliness: "Where did you come from, you little nobody? These days, who doesn't take on side jobs? Last time, that Chen Ying called the school saying she had a stomachache and took sick leave, but actually she went to be an awards ceremony hostess for TV station X."

Wang Fei nodded: "That's right. We shouldn't just watch others eat meat; we should have some meat soup sometimes too. So, if you guys are willing, next time the company has a PR event, we'll sneak out and do it. 1000 yuan a day, why not take it?"

The six classmates discussed it and had Wang Fei take the lead, taking on side jobs from time to time. Sun Qiao's family wasn't exactly well-off, and although she was a little worried about doing it secretly, she was still emboldened by the prospect of profit.

Back home, after changing her clothes, Sun Qiao went to the kitchen to help her mother cook. Seeing that they were making dumplings today, Sun Qiao cleaned the fennel while her mother was kneading the dough, putting it in a bowl and washing it under the tap.

"Don't worry about it, don't worry about it, be careful not to roughen your hands." "Mother Sun stopped her from doing it, pushing Sun Qiao out: 'What good is cooking? This family is counting on you. Go study your English.'

'Mom, just let me stay with you for a little while, wash the vegetables a bit. I can't be rough. I'll use more Vaseline later.'

'Does Vaseline cost nothing?' Mother Sun was very unhappy.

Sun Qiao had no choice but to put the vegetables back, step out of the kitchen, then thought for a moment, turned back, and called softly: 'Mom—'

Mother Sun was wiping the flour off her face with one hand, while the other was busy mixing water in the basin with a teacup. Hearing her daughter call her, she looked up.

'I will definitely give you a good life from now on.'" Sun Qiao handed her mother the 400 yuan she had earned that day, then left without looking back.

Sun Qiao's family lived in a small house, just one bedroom and one living room, totaling 32 square meters. Her parents lived in the living room, while Sun Qiao, being the family's hope, had her own bedroom.

Sun's father had originally been a railway technician, but in his forties, he suffered a work injury and lost an arm. His company provided them with this apartment as a form of support and gave them compensation for their injury, but life became increasingly difficult for the family. Sun's mother's company went bankrupt last year due to the financial crisis, and now it's extremely difficult for unemployed women in their forties to find stable employment. Fortunately, her mother had previously worked as a... A temporary cashier position is easy to find, and a monthly salary of 2000 yuan is barely enough to support a family of three, plus Sun Qiao's tuition.

Sun Qiao, a 90s kid, might not seem like much at school, but at home, she's nothing like what you'd expect from a 90s kid. Her daily life consists of going to and from school, taking on assignments, practicing her physique, studying, and thinking about how to become famous.

Going to see Zhou Yan today was undeniably impulsive; she just blurted it out. Now, thinking about it, she feels a little embarrassed. The "unspoken rules" Zhou Yan mentioned were already discussed among classmates—things like actors hooking up with wealthy businessmen and getting roles for money; or supporting actors sleeping with directors and taking the lead role, etc. Even more extreme rumors circulated right before Sun Qiao's eyes. In her school, quite a few students received "meal fees."

These "meal fees" meant accompanying wealthy or powerful people to meals, after which each person would receive two or three thousand yuan. However, these meals were never just about "eating"—they were somewhat like "hostesses" in nightclubs, involving lewd jokes, groping, and even more disgusting acts like licking breasts and touching genitals.

Sun Qiao, a girl just turning 15, was pure and innocent, both mentally and physically. She wasn't unaware of these practices, but she never participated.

However, she never imagined that her seeking "true knowledge" from Zhou Yan would actually attract unwanted attention. After all, Tang Sanzang's journey to the West involved 81 tribulations; Sun Qiao's trials... The difficult situation is about to unfold...

Chapter Ten: Paving the Way.

Zhou Yan was woken up by someone disturbing her in the morning. Director Wang was on top of her, sucking her breasts loudly, while his hand slid along her vulva.

She was usually grumpy when she woke up, but of course she couldn't take it out on Director Wang. The sleeping pills she took last night had worked well, and her lower body had basically returned to normal. Even if her boss wanted to shove that "big bird" that she considered short and powerful into her, she could handle it.

The two quickly embraced and played around with kissing and sucking her breasts for a while. As usual, Zhou Yan gave him a blowjob. Director Wang started cursing with pleasure: "Slut, you really know how to suck. You think you can suck your daddy out so you won't get fucked? Dream on. Go kneel over there." He pointed to the low windowsill under the large glass window from yesterday, grabbed Zhou Yan's hair, and pulled her over there.

"Whoosh—" The curtains were drawn back, revealing a towering commercial complex outside. Cars flowed ceaselessly along the ring road, and stylishly dressed white-collar workers rushed into their offices just before nine o'clock. This was the most prestigious and valuable location in Beijing, but behind the luxurious glass curtain wall on the 36th floor, the ugliest scene was unfolding—Zhou Yan's breasts were pressed against the glass, her legs kneeling on the cold marble windowsill. Director Wang spread her not-so-lubricated labia with two fingers, thrusting his hard, short penis forcefully inside.

"Slut! I've missed you so much, I'll fuck you to death today." He thrust upwards hard, pumping his body frantically, trying to make up for what he had missed the night before.

Zhou Yan gasped, looking at the pedestrians outside! If she weren't a model, she might be one of them, living in a mortgaged house, perhaps without a car, earning a meager salary, growing

old day after day in a whirlwind of activity.

Thinking this way, she didn't find the penis inside her vagina so disgusting. Letting these men fuck her meant she could live in a big house, drive a nice car, frequent high society, and even grace the cover of a fashion magazine at 23...

Worth it! It was fucking worth it!

"What are you daydreaming about! You slut, scream!" Director Wang grabbed her hair and pulled it back, using his unbrushed, stinky mouth to suck on Zhou Yan's lips while thrusting his penis in and out.

Zhou Yan groaned in pain, cooperating with low moans: "Director Wang, you're so big, I can't take it, I can't take it anymore, you're going to fuck me to death..."

"I'm going to fuck you to death!" He thrust hard, forcefully penetrating and withdrawing, his hands firmly gripping Zhou Yan's slender waist, his entire hips slamming and pounding, "What are you calling Director Wang for? There's only your father here, call him Daddy... call him...!"

"Dad, be gentle, it hurts!"

"Is Daddy fucking you good? Is my cock big?"

"Big... really big... so big..." Zhou Yan gasped as she spoke, her lower body also getting wet from that little thing, making it easier for Director Wang's penis to penetrate.

"Whose is bigger, hmm?"

"Daddy... it's... Daddy's... big."

"What's big about Daddy's?" A "smack" rang out, Director Wang swung his arm and slapped her buttocks hard.

The slap was quite forceful, Zhou Yan rolled down and lay on the carpet, Director Wang grabbed her legs and thrust his penis into her wet little crevice.

"Daddy's cock is so big, it's killing me, it's going to make me dizzy—" Zhou Yan also started moaning lewdly.

"Good girl, let Daddy fuck you properly, Daddy hasn't fucked you in so long, I've missed you so much." Another thrust: "Daughter's hole is so tight, much better than your mother's, your mother's so loose, you could wash radishes in the ocean... Tender pussy is so good, so tight and tender, it feels so good to fuck her!"

If Zhou Yan didn't know that Director Wang didn't have a daughter, she would have thought he was incestuous. From the first time they had sex, Director Wang had been the "father" many times, fucking his "daughter" without any shame or pity, continuing to thrust until that short cock ejaculated inside her.

Under the influence of his incoherent words, Director Wang ejaculated into his "daughter's" hole again, and after finishing, he lay on her soft chest, panting heavily, with a satisfied look on his face: "Do you remember what Daddy told you yesterday? We have to pick out a good birthday present for Young Master Li, we can't be careless."

"A small one?" Zhou Yan raised an eyebrow and chuckled.

"Don't be over 16, a little younger isn't a problem." Director Wang laughed, a lewd grin.

"How old is that young master Li?" Zhou Yan asked again.

"He's in his prime, only 42 after his birthday." Director Wang said with no small amount of envy. He was 51 when he finally reached the level of a full director, while young master Li was only 42 and already a minister. To put it bluntly, being good at math and science is not as good as having a good father.

Zhou Yan chuckled and said, "Oh! Isn't that finding another godfather for this little bastard?"

"That's right, just like us. Look how much I love you, I try my best to make sure you have everything, and I even have to use my penis to serve you. Being a father isn't easy, you have to use a lot of force to get in..."

"Dad, you're so bad!" Zhou Yan pouted and acted coquettishly. In the end, Director Wang agreed that if Zhou Yan could get this done, he would help her open her own clothing studio.

Zhou Yan was a shrewd woman; her rise to the peak of her career at 23 was no accident. She thought earlier and further ahead than most young people…

A smooth road is never easy without paving the way—suddenly, a beautiful, young, and exceptionally pure face surfaced in her mind.

And so, she sighed inwardly—that girl, as pure as the first snow of winter, I can only feel sorrow for you…

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