Encountering an assassin

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Her mind went blank when a pair of huge hands forced her onto the bed. After her mouth was gagged, she was turned over by the large man and realized that his strength was far beyond her ability to resist. But she still instinctively struggled and dodged, until her hands were twisted painfully, realizing that this man's strength far surpassed her own, and any resistance would only bring suffering. Was she destined to be raped? This was something she had never experienced before, something she had always feared.

She completely gave up resisting, looking at the man with pleading eyes, unsure of her fate, while simultaneously searching for a possible escape. Her husband was out playing cards with friends and probably wouldn't be home all night. Would making a sound provoke retaliation? Perhaps he was only after money? Doubts swirled within her.

The burly man pinned her hands behind her back with one hand, while stroking her evasive face with the other, leering at her and saying, "Heh heh! You don't even want such a beautiful woman? Your husband's got something wrong with him!"

Confused by his absurd words, she couldn't escape the large hand reaching for her neck and could only begin to cry.

The burly man continued to grope her body, slipping his hand inside her bra and groping her haphazardly.

"Do you want to know how I got here? I'll tell you straight. I'm a professional assassin; I kill for whoever pays me. This time, your husband hired me, heh heh! The target is you."

She stopped sobbing in surprise, not understanding what he was talking about. How could her husband associate with this kind of person?

He was definitely making things up.

He brushed her hair aside, his hand then touching her throat. Looking into her disbelieving eyes, he said, “Don’t believe me? I didn’t know anything about you two. He told me to kill you; I just wanted the money. Think about it, without your husband’s help, how could I have copied your house key? How could I have known he was out playing cards with friends tonight? Heh, it was all to create an alibi. Didn’t he say he wouldn’t be back until after midnight? Heh heh, actually he won’t be back until tomorrow morning. You’ll see! Ah, you won’t even have a chance to wait until tomorrow. I took your husband’s money, it’s not much, but I have to keep my word. In our line of work, integrity is paramount.”

She was speechless with anger: “Is this man telling the truth?”

She recalled his unusual concern for her these past two days, completely different from his previous insistence on divorce. She had started to have hope, but now it seemed her husband was willing to do anything to get rid of her, just to avoid alimony after the divorce, and perhaps even to steal her dowry. How ruthless! How had she never thought of that before?

He started to slip his hands inside her bra, kneading and fondling her breasts. She instinctively tried to pull away again, but his large hands were firmly pressed against her chest, leaving her no room to escape. She could only watch helplessly as he wantonly fondled her breasts.

"Hehe, believe it now? He also told me you'd shower around 8 pm, then watch the talk show on Channel 13, and go to bed around 10:30 pm. That's the best time to make your move. Oh, and he even deliberately broke the phone to prevent outsiders from disturbing you. Hehehe! That was my idea; in our line of work, you can't be careless."

He had already placed his hands on her breasts, and to better manipulate them, he unbuttoned her nightgown and cupped her breasts with his hands.

"Such full breasts, is your husband tired of playing with you? Huh? Hahaha! Want to know why I haven't made my move yet? Hehe, you know what men need, right? I usually kill cleanly and efficiently, but seeing you walking around the house in your pajamas this time is really alluring, haha! So, let's play around first, we have plenty of time anyway, and you're not in a hurry to go to hell, right?"

Facing the impending rape and death, she was unusually calm. She knew that as long as there was time, she still had a glimmer of hope. The assassin wanted to kill her for money, and it wasn't impossible to get a higher price to let her go. Her most important weapon now was her body; resisting desperately wouldn't escape his grasp, so she might as well submit to him. Most importantly, she needed to remove the towel from her mouth first so she could negotiate with him.

She stopped struggling and instead thrust her chest forward to be violated. This wasn't easy; she had never been touched like this by a man other than her husband, but she had to endure it.

His large hands alternately fondled and kneaded her breasts, and from her reaction, he knew she had lost the will to resist, so he became even bolder and more unrestrained.

"Spread your legs a little wider."

She felt an immense humiliation, but the shame in her heart couldn't suppress her will to survive, and her hatred for her husband grew stronger. So she obediently opened her legs, revealing light red panties under her short nightgown.

She looked at him pleadingly with her eyes, while making "mmm" sounds behind the towel covering her mouth, hoping to get his attention.

His hands now caressed her inner thighs, reaching the panties at the base of her legs, stroking her genitals. At the same time, he kissed her from her ear down her neck and face, kissing and licking, his hands on her groin creating intense stimulation.

"You seem to want to say something? I can take your mouth away, but don't cause trouble, okay?"

After the towel was removed, she began to breathe heavily, trying to hide the desire aroused by his passionate kisses. Strangely, once she made up her mind to give her body to him and then humiliate him, her aversion to his advances was no longer as strong as before.

"Please don't kill me, okay? How much did my husband give you?"

"Ha, I have to kill you. I still need to make a living as an assassin, so I can't break the rules. Your husband is very stingy. He haggled with me for a long time and was only willing to give $70,000. He gave me $40,000 first. If you check your bank account, you'll see that $70,000 is missing these past few days. I don't usually take such small clients. I usually only do big deals worth hundreds of thousands. Business has been slow lately, and I was just killing time, so I took this."

She pondered for a while, then looked at his approaching lips without flinching, letting him kiss her for a long time. He became increasingly bold in his assault, passionately kissing her lips and even plunging his tongue deep into her mouth, while his hands below became even more rampant.

She could only endure his assault from all sides. After a while, she moved her mouth away and said, "I only have a little over 50,000 in savings. I'll give it all to you, just let me go, okay?"

"No way, haha, I took your husband's money, I can't break my promise. Besides, you and your husband already recognize my face, I have no choice but to kill you to silence you. Just cooperate, and we'll have a good time together, otherwise you won't have a good time before you die. And your husband doesn't want you anymore anyway, what are you worried about?" He lifted her face with his hand and kissed her roughly on the lips.

She turned her head away sharply and said fiercely, "If you want to force me, I'm going to die anyway, I won't let you get away with it so easily. But if you're willing to let me go, I'll do whatever you want tonight."

"Hehe, you're going to be tough with me? I only respond to gentleness, I don't respond to force, raping a virtuous woman is also a kind of fun."

He pinched her breast with his large hand, making her scream in pain, tears streaming down her face.

"Oh! Okay, okay, don't pinch me. I'll do whatever you want, please don't use so much force, please."

"I'm telling you, don't be stubborn. You're mine tonight anyway, and it's pointless for you to resist. You know that, it's not me begging you to cooperate, it's you begging me not to be too violent, otherwise I won't be gentle anymore. Do you like sadomasochism? I'm not really interested in abusing women, unless you force me."

"Ugh...ugh...ugh..."

He stroked her thighs while saying to her, "Don't cry! If you can't give me enough pleasure, I won't let you die a good death."

He released her hands, pushed her down onto the bed, straddled her, and tore open her nightgown, exposing her full breasts to the light, making "tsk tsk" sounds of admiration.

Her lower body was unable to move under his crotch, and her aching hands dared not resist violently, only passively blocking the man's hands.

His hands began to caress her breasts simultaneously, groping her bare upper body, pinching her nipples from time to time, and teasing her with lewd words: "How is it? Is it comfortable here? It's exciting, isn't it? Your breasts are so round! Besides your husband, has any other man played with them? What? You haven't cheated on a man yet?"

She couldn't bear the hands groping her body, twisting her waist to try and escape, but he controlled her with his fierce grasping and pinching, and she could only let him do as he pleased. She thought to herself that her husband was so cruel, hiring someone to rape and murder his wife, was he even human? At the same time, she was still thinking about how to make him let her go: even if he didn't spare her body, she wanted him to spare her life.

He began to take off his shirt, revealing his strong body, and then ripped open her lower half of her nightgown, and pulled down her underwear. Then he began to grope her genitals with one hand, while the other hand continued to rub her breasts.

Under his torment, she couldn't bear it anymore, and suddenly grabbed the hand in front of her breasts, arching her upper body to try to stop his actions.

He pushed her down again, pressing his entire upper body against hers, his naked body pressing against her breasts, giving her even greater stimulation.

He held her head still and said, "Give me a good kiss, or don't blame me for forcing myself."

He then brought his lips to hers, waiting for her.

A shiver ran through her, a sense of desperation emboldening her. Ignoring the aversion she felt towards his strong, unfamiliar masculine scent, she reluctantly pressed her lips to his.

He remained motionless, enjoying her warm lips, then began to kiss them passionately, while rubbing his naked body against her breasts.

She began to feel numb under his hot kisses, her mind still struggling to remain conscious. Suddenly, an idea popped into her head. She abruptly pulled away from his mouth and, facing his angry gaze, softly said, "Could I hire you to kill someone too? I'll sell all my possessions; I should have about $100,000."

Before he could react, she used her most alluring charm and continued quickly, "The person I want you to kill is the one who will kill my husband. As long as you don't kill me, I can pay you $50,000 tomorrow. If you kill my husband, it'll be like silencing him. If I hire you to kill my husband, it'll be like hiring someone to commit murder, which is no less serious than your crime, and I would never dare to betray you. What do you think?"

"Hehe! You're really clever. Hmm, let me think."

"If you kill my husband, you'll avenge me, and I'll be grateful to you, so I'm even less likely to report you to the authorities. Wouldn't you be safer? You'll even get more than double the money. I'm begging you."

"That's good, but it makes me break my promise..."

Looking at his still lecherous eyes, she knew that while she might save her life, her body was in danger. But this was the best possible outcome for her. Her desire for revenge overwhelmed her sense of shame, and she quickly said, "You can play with my body as you please now, consider it a deposit, as long as you don't kill me..."

"Hehe! Your body is mine tonight, how can I use it as a deposit? How about this, you serve me well tonight, let me have my fill, and I'll let you go. When your husband comes home tomorrow morning, I'll take care of him, that'll be revenge for you, and you pay me another 50,000 in cash. I have no interest in letting you sell your other assets. What do you say?"

She nodded gratefully, sprawling on the bed, waiting to be played with: "Okay, that's settled, I'll let you do whatever you want." "

Hehe! But if I'm not satisfied tonight, I'll still be your husband's client. Do you understand?"

Although she was furious, she knew her fate was in his hands; what choice did she have? She could only silently watch him climb off her, wondering what kind of humiliation awaited her tonight.

He stood by the bed and said to her, "Help me take off my clothes first."

She crawled naked onto the bed beside him and began to undo his belt and remove his shirt, while his hands roamed freely over her smooth, naked body. When his pants slipped to the floor, he sat on the edge of the bed, wearing only his underwear, lecherously staring at the naked, snow-white flesh before him.

She moved closer and obediently removed his underwear, revealing his already erect penis. She had never seen a man's body so close before, other than her husband's; the strange aura stimulated her senses. She knew she had to satisfy this man sexually, otherwise she wouldn't be able to avenge herself, and her life would be in danger. She knelt between his legs and began to gently caress his genitals, hoping her initiative would please him.

Her hands made his penis even more erect, the large glans protruding from the foreskin. She gently stroked his foreskin, hoping it would bring him pleasure. Sure enough, he let out a pleasurable sigh, stroked her back, and teased her, saying, "Ha, a woman who's been married knows how to serve. Come on, serve my cock with your mouth. You're actually a slutty woman, you've just never been properly explored by a man."

Hearing this, her scalp tingled. She had never performed oral sex on anyone, not even her husband, for which he had always been dissatisfied. Now, she was about to offer her clean mouth to this stranger's penis—something she had never imagined. But it was too late for regrets now; she realized that serving this man was not an easy task. At this point, she hated her heartless husband even more; otherwise, how could she have fallen into such a humiliating situation?

"Hey, why aren't you moving? You've never sucked your husband's cock? No wonder he dumped you. If you don't suck it properly, I won't let you off the hook. Come on, lick it properly with your tongue first."

She had given up on her illusions, mustered her courage, and stuck out her tongue to lick his glans, which protruded even further from the foreskin. Suppressing her nausea, she gently licked along the glans with her tongue, wholeheartedly trying to satisfy the man who held her fate in his hands that night.

Upon touching his tip, he let out a soft sigh, reached out and lightly pinched her breast, saying, "Yes, like that."

Encouraged by him, she knew that the pleasure she brought him might save her from this ordeal, and began to lick his genitals even more diligently, her tongue constantly caressing around his penis.

He sat there, occasionally groping her body with his hands. While enjoying the service of her gentle tongue, he didn't forget to verbally insult her: "Your breasts are so round! Do men often touch them like this? Haven't you ever cheated on me? Your tongue skills are pretty good! Take them in your mouth."

She endured his hands gripping her breasts, and after licking continuously for nearly five minutes, her tongue began to go numb. His penis was now incredibly hard, the rubber band she had licked glistening under her tongue. Hearing his command, she opened her mouth wide and slowly took the glans into her mouth, pondering how to finish this service as quickly as possible.

She took his penis into her mouth, her head sliding up and down, letting it slide in and out, imagining his movements during intercourse. He kneaded her nipples, his heavy breathing indicating he was deriving immense pleasure from her actions.

"Ah...ah...deeper, deeper."

Her humiliation intensified, but she obediently took more of his penis into her mouth, hoping he would ejaculate quickly. Unashamed, she moved her mouth up and down faster, rubbing his genitals with her lips, imagining her mouth as a woman's genitals, constantly manipulating his penis.

"Ah...slower, slower...do you want me to come so quickly? You bastard! Suck slowly...and lick with your tongue too."

Feeling even more humiliated, she slowed her movements, sucking his penis while licking the glans with her tongue. To please him, she willingly took in even more of his penis, almost penetrating the back of her mouth. But the large foreign object in her mouth almost made her vomit, realizing that servicing a man with her mouth was not an easy task.

He stroked her body with one hand and gently pressed her head down with the other, allowing his penis to penetrate her mouth again and again, enjoying the pleasure brought by her hot mouth.

"Ah...like that...yes...if I trained you like this regularly, your man probably wouldn't have hired me to kill you. Haha! Don't forget to lick it a lot with your tongue."

Having his penis stuffed into her mouth wasn't a pleasant experience, and sliding up and down like that was even more difficult. As he thrust in and out of her mouth, she would occasionally lick the area under his penis with her tongue, giving him immense pleasure.

While enjoying her oral service, he casually touched her breasts with his hands. After thrusting in and out of her mouth for a while, he began to show signs of ejaculation: his breathing became heavier, and his movements faster.

Suddenly, he lifted her head, his other hand tracing her lower abdomen towards her genitals, and said with a grin, "I've had my fill of your oral skills for now. You need to practice more. Now let's play with your genitals! How come you're so wet down there? You've been wanting me to go in for a while, haven't you?"

Her face flushed red to her ears; she herself hadn't realized that her lust had been aroused without her noticing, and she felt a mixture of shame and indignation. His fingers probed her vulva, groping and exploring. She offered no resistance, letting him violate her while helplessly resisting the stimulation from his hands.

He lay down, making her straddle his penis, spreading her labia with his hands, and said, "Come on, put my cock inside you."

She had never made love like this with her husband before; she had always passively lay there letting him fuck her. This position made her feel like a prostitute. But she had no choice but to submit to this man.

She slowly sat down, aligning her vulva with his penis. Her already wet vagina slid effortlessly onto his penis, a powerful stimulation causing her to scream ecstatically. She was filled with shame.

"Hahaha... How is it? Feels good, right? How does it feel compared to your husband? Go ahead and fuck me."

Her face flushed, she slowly raised herself up, the pleasure of her vagina rubbing against his penis making her moan uncontrollably again. She no longer cared about maintaining her composure, moving her hips up and down, deriving stimulation from his penis.

This was a thrill she had never experienced with her husband before, and she thrust in and out rapidly and passionately. He, too, felt waves of pleasure with her movements, constantly fondling her breasts and enjoying the friction of her tight vagina against his penis.

She couldn't hold on for more than two minutes, reaching an orgasm she had never known before with a series of moans.

Just as her movements slowed, before she could recover from her climax, he squeezed her breast hard and yelled at her, "You slut, all you know is how to enjoy yourself! I haven't had my turn yet! Keep going, don't stop!"

Only then did she remember that she was serving someone else, and she increased her speed again, continuing her vigorous thrusting. Before long, she reached her second orgasm.

He enjoyed her thrusting for a while, then suddenly pushed her down onto the bed, straddling her face. He held his wet, still-extracting penis to her mouth, pinched her chin, and quickly said, "Quick, take it in your mouth, I'm going to ejaculate inside you."

She wasn't fully recovered from her orgasm, completely disregarding the fact that his penis was covered in her fluids, and took it into her mouth. He lifted her head and began to rapidly and violently stroke his penis.

She could barely breathe under his rough movements, and could only let him use her mouth to stroke his penis, anticipating his release.

He continued to violently shake her head, accompanied by a low growl, as streams of thick semen shot into her mouth.

Almost suffocating, she had to swallow wave after wave of his semen, feeling his penis throbbing in her mouth. Even

after ejaculating, his movements didn't slow down; even after he was completely dry, he still had his penis in her mouth, slowly thrusting in and out, enjoying the post-ejaculation pleasure.

"How was it? Not bad, right? You're naturally lewd, it's just a pity you haven't had enough men. If I don't play with you more, you'll be wasting your youth. Come on, lick it clean."

She felt the shame of being violated again, and was ashamed of her useless body. Facing a man's semen so closely for the first time, she felt nauseous. Being ordered around like this made her feel incredibly humiliated, yet she was powerless to do anything about it. She stuck out her tongue and slowly licked his penis clean. Unlike before, when she had hastily swallowed his ejaculation, she could now taste the man's semen—a faint alkaline taste with a hint of saltiness. This

unprecedented experience made her weak all over. Thinking about how she had just swallowed this man's semen, she felt waves of nausea. But at least it was all going to end, right? What would he do to her next? While

she was at a loss, she heard him say to her, "Semen tastes good, doesn't it? Have you never had it before?

Go, get a glass of water."

He got off her, and she obediently got out of bed and went to pour a glass of water. As she approached the door, she briefly considered rushing out and escaping far away. But the thought that this man was a professional killer, and who knew what methods he might use against her in the future, made her dare not entertain any further thoughts. Besides, how could she live her life if she went out naked and was seen by others? Furthermore, she had already satisfied his lust and was now hoping he would kill her husband to avenge her. She could forgive the man who had just raped her, but she would never forgive her husband.

As she handed him the cup, he smiled sinisterly at her, "What? Were you thinking of running away through the front door? Why didn't you run? Were you still excited after I raped you? I told you long ago, you're a very slutty woman; after I've 'awakened' you, you'll crave being raped."

She stood awkwardly by the bed, unable to utter a word in defense. She found it hard to doubt that what he said wasn't true. Perhaps she really was slutty? Otherwise, how could she have reached orgasm twice in a row, something she had never experienced before? And was her reluctance to run away truly a desire to be raped?

He took a few sips of water, then let her have a couple too. After putting the cup down, he pulled her close and said, "Come here, let's have some more fun."

He pulled her, still flustered, closer, his naked body rubbing against her breasts, his breath sizzling on her face, before he passionately kissed her lips.

He clearly wasn't finished; she knew she had no choice but to submit and let him kiss her. After their earlier encounter, she was no longer reserved, completely abandoning her shyness, and began to open her mouth, welcoming his tongue into her mouth, their lips meeting in a fiery kiss.

He held her naked in his arms, fully enjoying the pleasure of kissing her, his tongue swirling inside her mouth.

He released her, pointing to his limp penis and saying, "Come on, make it bigger with your mouth."

Without complaint, she lowered her head, taking his penis into her mouth again, gently sucking and stroking it with her hand.

To her disbelief, his penis quickly regained its size in her mouth; her husband had never been able to get hard again so quickly after ejaculating.

He played with her breasts again, while she simply continued to serve his penis with her tongue, licking and sucking it.

Once his penis was thick again, he pulled it out of her mouth, leaving her still on the bed. He moved behind her, his hand stroking her beginning-to-close vulva, and then with a sudden thrust, she felt his hard penis penetrate her vagina, waves of pleasure washing over her once more.

This was a sexual position she had never experienced before; she felt humiliated in this prone position, but the overwhelming pleasure quickly overwhelmed her. He gripped her waist with both hands and began to slowly thrust in and out of her from behind, occasionally reaching out to fondle her dangling breasts.

She could hardly believe that she would reach orgasm again under his thrusts; her body trembled uncontrollably with pleasure.

Suddenly, she felt his hand begin to probe her anus, a finger slowly penetrating it with each thrust. She was in excruciating pain, collapsing onto the bed, begging him to stop, but he slapped her on the buttocks: "Do you want to die? Get up, lie down!"

She then realized how difficult it was to serve this man. But she had no choice but to obediently lie down, still pleading for his mercy.

He ignored her pleas, using his finger to collect some vaginal fluid from her vagina and smear it into her anus, then began to force his penis inside. She helplessly gritted her teeth, enduring pain she had never experienced before. After

a while, he had successfully inserted part of his penis, grabbing her buttocks with both hands and beginning to slowly move back and forth, her untouched anus becoming his object of pleasure. He seemed excited, enjoying the sensation in her tightly closed anus. She bit down hard on the sheets, enduring his sodomy.

He grew increasingly excited, trying to penetrate deeper but failing. He roughly flipped her over, pounced on her, and thrust into her vagina from the front, holding her tightly as he pumped wildly and rapidly, kissing her face indiscriminately.

She could feel his penis penetrating her cervix, reaching depths her husband had never penetrated. She clung to his neck, spreading her legs to allow him to penetrate even deeper.

After a frenzied series of thrusts, they both reached orgasm simultaneously, and she could feel his semen shooting into her body.

He writhed on top of her for a while longer, then lay down on her and fell asleep.

She dared not move, letting him lie on top of her. Her mind was filled with a jumble of thoughts. Her husband had hired this man to kill her, and she had offered herself to him willingly, all to avenge her husband. Under his humiliation, she had actually reached orgasm several times. How could she believe what she was experiencing tonight?

And in one night, she had been forced to undergo oral and anal sex—something she had never tried in her entire life—the humiliation and pain so intense. Was it all over?

He slept on top of her for a while, his limp penis slowly withdrawing from her vagina.

When he awoke, he looked up at her with a lewd grin, then kissed her lips wantonly. She accepted his humiliation without reservation, hoping for a satisfactory answer. She softly asked, "You won't kill me again, will you? Will you help me kill my husband?"

He pressed his lips to hers, playing with her mouth with his tongue for a while, then chuckled, "Baby, I haven't had enough yet. You have to serve me well before dawn. I need to see your performance before deciding whether to kill you or not."

She couldn't believe her ears: he had already ejaculated twice; could he still have the ability to play?

He got up and said to her, "Come on, let's take a shower together."

They went to the bathroom, she adjusted the shower water temperature, and he carried her under the water to shower together. She knew she had to serve him willingly; her fate was still in this man's hands.

She began to dry him with a towel, while he casually played with her body under the shower. She served him obediently, washing him from head to toe.

He pressed down on her shoulders, letting her kneel, her face directly facing his hairy genitals, knowing he wanted her to serve him orally again. Without waiting for his instruction, she took his soft penis into her mouth, the hot shower water cascading down her hair as she performed oral sex on him in the water.

When his penis swelled again in her mouth, she still couldn't believe he could achieve a third erection in such a short time.

The hot water spurted on his penis as it entered and exited her mouth, making it even harder. This time, he didn't let her suck for long, lifting her up abruptly, raising her thigh with one hand, pushing her against the wall, and thrusting his erect penis straight into her vagina.

In that instant, she felt a frenzy she had never experienced before; she clung tightly to his neck, leaning against the wall as he thrust wildly, the shower water splashing behind him.

He began to thrust violently against the wall, and soon they both reached orgasm again.

He held her as they lay on the bed, his hands constantly caressing almost every part of her body, his mouth rubbing against her face. She didn't know how long he would play with her. Dawn was just two hours away; what would he do with her then?

He lay sprawled on the bed and said, "Give me one more good blowjob. This time, you have to put your heart into it. If you don't satisfy me like you did before, I won't go through with the deal. Got it? Damn it! You've been more excited than me all night. Are you playing me or am I playing you?"

She was almost in tears, feeling wronged. Hadn't giving him oral sex several times satisfied him? She knelt sadly between his legs, knowing this was his last chance for her. How would he satisfy her with oral sex?

Gently, she cupped his testicles in one hand and lightly squeezed his penis with the other, pulling back the foreskin to reveal the reddened glans. She gently licked the tip of the glans with her tongue, first moistening it with saliva, then enveloping it in her mouth, stimulating it repeatedly with her tongue.

She then released the glans and stretched out her tongue to lick along his penis towards the base. To increase his pleasure, her tongue quickly slapped across his penis before returning to the glans, by which time his penis was erect again.

She continued to stimulate him with her tongue, the tip tracing the top and bottom of the glans, gently licking around his penis. When her tongue brushed the lower slit of his glans, he let out a soft moan. She was secretly pleased; clearly, that was his erogenous zone. She focused her licking on that area, and sure enough, his moans grew louder.

She knew that simply stimulating him like this might not be enough, so she varied the pressure of her tongue, moving it up and down his penis, occasionally returning to his most sensitive spot to give him pleasure. Then she began to take his penis into her mouth, testing the right tightness, moving it up and down at different speeds, while simultaneously stimulating it with her tongue. Her efforts paid off. He soon showed signs of arousal, his breathing becoming heavier.

She opened her mouth as wide as possible, allowing his penis to enter as deeply as possible, holding it firmly in her lips. Then, slowly, she released it while her tongue undulated beneath his penis. Stimulated by this, he couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Proud of her improved oral sex skills, she repeated the action, and he lay there comfortably enjoying her oral service.

She increased her speed slightly, while gently touching his testicles with her hands. She took his penis deeper and deeper into her mouth, trying to take as much as possible with each thrust. Her nose could almost touch his pubic hair.

He became increasingly excited, his moans growing louder.

She knew that to truly satisfy him, simply letting him ejaculate might not be enough. Noticing his reaction, she suddenly took it in deeply, then abruptly stopped, enveloping his penis with her lips and tongue, remaining motionless, halting his impending orgasm. He exhaled heavily.

She then slowly released his penis, leaving only the glans in her mouth, licking it several times before spitting it out. She then licked the base of his penis with the tip of her tongue, letting the entire penis rub against her face. She licked down to the wrinkled scrotum, then lifted his penis with her hand, swallowing one testicle whole and manipulating it before spitting it out and taking the other.

Her proactive service was clearly working; he gently stroked her back in encouragement, "Ah...yes..." She grew increasingly confident, swallowing his entire penis again, stimulating it with her tongue, slowly spitting it out, then quickly taking it back in. She teased his sensitive areas with the tip of her tongue, quickly bringing him to the brink of orgasm again.

She stopped again, letting him calm down slowly before stimulating him again.

She had completely mastered the techniques to arouse him; under her lips and tongue, he experienced several times the pre-orgasmic pleasure of almost ejaculating, a feeling he had never experienced before.

Finally, he could no longer withstand her stimulation. As she once again deeply took his penis into her mouth, he began to press her head down forcefully, making her mouth rapidly manipulate his penis, pushing him towards the irreversible path of ejaculation.

She could clearly feel the intense orgasm he built up after her prolonged licking. She braced herself on the bed, using her mouth to rapidly and powerfully stroke his penis, giving him the most intense pleasure and allowing him to release all his accumulated semen.

His final ejaculation was extremely powerful; she continuously swallowed his semen while moving her head up and down until he had completely ejaculated, and even then, she didn't stop stimulating him.

He breathed heavily, and after ejaculating, he still held her head down, letting his penis remain in and out of her mouth for a while, enjoying the post-ejaculation pleasure.

She obediently continued her oral service, licking his penis clean after he finished.

Exhausted, she slumped beside him, awaiting his final judgment.

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This morning, a male citizen accidentally caused a gas stove explosion while lighting it to make breakfast at home. Police believe it was related to his operational error. According to witnesses, the man had been playing cards with friends all night and was feeling dizzy; his wife had already left for her early shift when he returned home. He had never used this gas stove before, and it's unclear why he chose to cook his own breakfast instead of buying it from the restaurant downstairs, leading to the tragedy.

Experts stated that this type of gas stove is generally safe, and this incident was an isolated case; the public need not worry.

Experts also warned that one must thoroughly study how to use a gas stove before operating it, and never operate it without reading the instruction manual, especially not when not fully alert.

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