A cold and cruel world

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Chapter 1
In the dark room, Wu Feng listened to melancholic music, smoking and quietly watching the night view outside the window. The streets were bustling with traffic, the bright streetlights illuminating the city like daytime. Tables of friends and family were gathered on the roadside stalls, drinking, eating, and chatting in high spirits.

Suddenly, his phone rang. Wu Feng picked it up, somewhat surprised. It was his cousin calling; they barely kept in touch.

"Cousin, my friends and I are at July Square, right next to where you live. Are you free? Come join us!"

His cousin's sweet voice came through the phone. Suppressing his emotions, Wu Feng calmly replied, "Sure, I'm free too. Where are you at July Square?"

"Wait for you by the central statue, it's easy to find. Hurry up!"

"Okay, coming right now, I'm hanging up." A "okay!" came from the other end of the line, and Wu Feng hung up. He quickly shut down his computer, grabbed his cigarettes, wallet, and phone, and went out.

My cousin always had a very good image in my mind—a sweet and gentle appearance, and more importantly, a clean, pure, and self-respecting girl.

When Wu Feng arrived at the location, my cousin enthusiastically introduced the others: two women and two men. The female colleague was Qin Hua, her boyfriend Ri Yong, and the male colleague was Zhi Xue.

"Mei Xing, what does your cousin do?" Ri Yong asked eagerly.

"I work in a factory," Mei Xing replied indifferently.

Wu Feng noticed a hint of disdain in Ri Yong's expression, but he quickly covered it up, saying, "Working, huh? Not bad."

The group chatted as they strolled aimlessly in the park.

"Cousin, how's work going? Do you have a girlfriend?" Mei Xing asked happily.

"I stopped working a few days ago, so I don't have a girlfriend," Wu Feng said rather helplessly.

"It's nothing," Meixing encouraged enthusiastically. "What do you want to do? I'll see if I can help you find one. Or do you want me to introduce you to a girlfriend?"

Wu Feng was about to politely decline when Riyong eagerly interjected, "Why don't you work at my factory? I'm hiring."

"No need," Wu Feng replied bluntly.

Meixing chuckled and quickly smoothed things over, saying, "Cousin, Riyong wants to help you, just accept. It's nothing. His dad's garment factory alone employs hundreds of people."

Wu Feng knew Riyong's intentions perfectly well. He couldn't possibly help him; he was just trying to curry favor with his cousin and show off his abilities. Wu Feng smiled sheepishly at his cousin and said, "No, I just wanted to look around some more." He turned to Ri Yong earnestly, "I'll trouble you again if I need anything in the future."

Just as Ri Yong was about to speak, Qin Hua suddenly reached into his back pocket, turned around, and cried out, "Someone stole my phone!"

A man dressed in worn clothes strode to the side. Ri Yong rushed forward, grabbed his collar, and shouted, "You blind fool, daring to steal my girlfriend's phone! Give it back right now!"

The man, now caught, turned back arrogantly and yelled viciously, "#.￥￥￥%%！。#."

Damn, he's a barbarian! Ri Yong couldn't understand his gibberish. He reached directly into the man's pocket to snatch the phone back.

The barbarian grabbed his hand, shouting loudly, and simultaneously punched Ri Yong in the face. The two quickly began to wrestle.

Startled by the rapid turn of events, just as everyone was about to help, they suddenly heard hurried footsteps and incomprehensible shouts from afar. Wu Feng looked up and saw more than a dozen menacing men rushing towards them, some carrying machetes and iron bars.

Wu Feng quickly looked at Mei Xing, his cousin, who was calling the police on her phone. He moved closer and whispered, "Mei Xing, let's go. There are a lot of people coming."

Mei Xing hung up the phone and looked up angrily, saying, "Cousin, how can we do this? They're all my colleagues and friends! Our things were stolen, what are we afraid of? The police will be here soon."

Wu Feng smiled awkwardly. It wasn't that he was afraid of trouble, but their positions were different. It wasn't that he didn't consider her perspective, but those guys seemed reckless. He had no intention of risking his life for them, and if something happened to his cousin, how could he face his family? He couldn't bear to see her harmed.

Zhixue separated the two fighters, and the thugs rushed forward, brandishing machetes, menacing daggers, and iron bars on the ground, a group of thugs shouting wildly. Under their pressure, Zhixue and Riyong involuntarily retreated, the five of them huddled together.

Wu Feng cautiously looked around, searching for a weapon in case of unavoidable trouble. The empty square was filled with flowers, plants, and even chairs and tables on the ground; he tragically discovered that there was absolutely nothing useful to be found around.

Riyong, who had just been separated, turned pale upon seeing the situation before him. The small man who had been fighting with him suddenly kicked him viciously in the stomach without warning. Now, he dared not retaliate. With a muffled groan, Riyong clutched his stomach and squatted down in pain.

Seeing her boyfriend being beaten, Qin Hua panicked. Pointing at the short, barbarian, she said fearfully and angrily, "You stole my phone, why are you hitting me?"

"Who stole your phone, you bitch, what nonsense are you spouting?" With that, the short, barbarian raised his hand and slapped her.

"You...you..." Qin Hua was so angry she didn't know what to say, and the barbarian slapped her twice more.

Meixing felt incredibly indignant, wanting to speak but too afraid to. Wu Feng put his arm around his cousin's shoulder and whispered, "Cousin, don't say anything."

Riyong frantically pulled out his phone and started typing. A tall, burly man stepped forward, kicked the phone away, and pressed a thick iron rod against Riyong's head, shouting, "Don't you want to live? Hitting us barbarians!"

Looking up at the thick iron rod pressed against his head, Riyong was terrified. His voice trembled as he pleaded, "Big brother, please don't! I've offended you, big brother. I'm sorry. You can take the phone."

"Dream on." The barbarian leader gently tapped Riyong's head with the iron rod. Seeing the crowd growing larger, he fiercely shouted, "Take all these people away!"

A dozen or so barbarians wielding weapons rushed forward. If they take him to a deserted place, they can do whatever they want with him. In the blink of an eye, Wu Feng's muscles tensed up. Relying on his will, he unleashed a full-scale power burst within his body. His nerves tightened, and his mind launched a powerful assault, instantly entering a combat state, eliminating all thoughts of killing and being killed, and all emotions other than cruelty and ruthlessness. He took two steps back with his cousin, his voice cold and ruthless as he shouted, "Stop! This is between you and them. He offended you, so you can do whatever you want. Dragging us into this won't do you any good."

The brute pushed aside the people in front of him, looking at Wu Feng and Mei Xing. A ferocious glint flashed across his dark, rugged face. He slightly moved the iron rod in his hand, rolled his eyes disdainfully, and asked with a sneer, "So what if we drag you into this?"

Wu Feng calmly released his cousin, staring sharply into the brute's eyes. He ripped open his shirt, revealing his left chest, pointed to his heart, and said resolutely, "If you want to drag us into this, stab me here right now."

The barbarians roared, and several impulsive ones immediately erupted in profanity, brandishing their weapons, eager to try and take down this guy who dared to defy them at their command. The barbarian leader was stunned by the young man's recklessness. Looking at the young man exuding a sinister aura, his once handsome face now only showed signs of disfigurement, he hesitated. Beating him was easy, but the young man's fierce stance, ready to kill at any moment, made him seem cowardly, a coward who dared only to beat but not kill.

Seeing the barbarian leader's uncertain expression, Wu Feng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, knowing there was a chance. He persuaded, "We have no grudges, no conflicts, we haven't offended you at all, right?"

"Aren't those three your friends? Aren't you going to do anything about it?" the barbarian leader asked aggressively, actually already planning to release them, giving himself a way out and providing Wu Feng with a chance to escape.

Wu Feng felt relieved; it seemed they could leave. He spoke up, distancing himself, "Those three aren't our friends. Their business is theirs, and we absolutely won't interfere."

Mei Xing, who had been quietly listening, couldn't bear it any longer. Seeing her friend Qin Hua's pleading eyes, she suddenly interjected, "Those three are my good friends. Let them go too."

Upon hearing his cousin's words, Wu Feng's face immediately fell. He turned to look at her in surprise, feeling both angry and helpless. The barbarian, whose expression had softened, suddenly roared in fury, "Take them all away!"

A dozen barbarians, wielding machetes, daggers, and iron bars, savagely rushed forward, quickly escorting the three men and two women who were surrounded, and disappearing from sight.

Chapter Two

: In the suburbs, the dark mountains were eerily silent, as if evil spirits lurked within, ready to pounce and devour their prey at any moment. On the quiet lawn in the woods, the night breeze dispelled the daytime heat, a place that should have been incredibly refreshing. However, Wu Feng and his companions only felt a surge of anger and frustration. Their hands were bound behind their backs, and they could only helplessly watch the horrific scene unfold.

A dozen or so barbarians had pinned Mei Xing and Qin Hua to the lawn, roughly tearing at the girl's clothes. Amidst the girl's cries, the barbarians laughed wildly, revelling in the young bodies beneath them.

Mei Xing's soft hands weakly pushed them away, cursing the beasts and screaming, "Don't touch me!" But her entire body was covered in all sorts of hands—fat, thin, black, white. Thighs, buttocks, breasts, face, vagina—hands swarmed in from all directions, relentlessly ravaging her.

The barbarian leader, watching the chaotic scene of fervent passion, patted one of the barbarians who were groping her and shouted, "Everyone, calm down! One at a time!" The barbarians quieted down and dispersed. The barbarian head glanced at the two naked women on the grass. Mei Xing's angry expression and beautiful, fair body immediately attracted him. He pointed at Mei Xing and shouted, "Lift this little chick up by the arms and legs! Tonight I'll give you all a show of aerial sex, haha!" The barbarians laughed along, indescribably happy and excited.

Wu Feng's eyes were bloodshot, and his blood seemed to be boiling. His cousin's buttocks, which used to be bulging out of jeans, were now being roughly kneaded in the barbarian head's hands. His penis was thrusting repeatedly into his cousin's tight, tender vagina, and amidst the wet sounds, blood dripped onto the grass from the in-and-out motion of his penis.

His cousin's milky white legs were held at the waist by two other barbarians and spread apart. Their hands, as if possessed, kept caressing his cousin's plump thighs. In front, two barbarians each held one of his cousin's shoulders, their left hands reaching to his cousin's breasts, roughly kneading her peach-like breasts. My cousin's limbs were firmly held by the barbarians, dangling in mid-air. The excruciating pain of losing her virginity made her pale, sweat and tears dripping down her cheeks. Her loud cries were now reduced to occasional screams of pain. Her long, black hair floated in the air, swaying in the wind, following her drooping head.

The barbarian laughed loudly, "Haha, I never thought I'd find a virgin. Even the old woman back home isn't a virgin. I've really hit the jackpot,

that's great!" "Brother, that's right. This woman's skin is amazing. I've never touched a woman with such firm and smooth skin in my life," the short man who was stealing said sincerely, his right hand gripping Meixing's leg and his left hand stroking her thigh.

"Yeah." The burly man kneaded Meixing's buttocks with both hands, letting out a comfortable "ah," and continued, "And these buttocks, two big, plump mounds of flesh, I don't know how they're so elastic, they feel so good to grab."

The short guy looked at the fleshy buttocks that were changing like dough in the burly man's hands, filled with envy, but his older brother was playing with them, so he couldn't get his hands on them, and he felt an itch like a cat scratching in his heart. The short guy squeezed Meixing's thigh hard, and when he felt the girl's leg tremble, his heart skipped a beat, as if the beauty was responding to his advances. He rubbed and pinched Meixing's thighs even harder, sometimes pinching and twisting hard, sometimes slapping hard, accompanied by the violent trembling of Meixing's thighs, playing with them with unbridled excitement.

The man thrust in and out rapidly, pushing Meixing's vagina to its very end each time. Her clitoris was constantly being pounded, the tender flesh of her vagina rolling back and forth, each pull feeling as if it were being torn apart. The continuous pain left Meixing numb all over. She felt so tired, she didn't even have the strength to scream. Not only her vagina, but also her thighs ached. Her breasts were being squeezed tightly, her nipples being pervertedly pinched and flicked. Physical injuries would heal in a week or a month, but the most terrifying thing was the psychological trauma, which might leave a lasting psychological scar for years, or even a lifetime. Meixing felt so ashamed she wanted to dig a hole and bury herself in it. She had always adhered to traditional views on men and women, only wanting to find a handsome, capable, and loving man she could talk to, who would cherish her and be devoted to her, to give her virginity to him, and to grow old with him.

That's why she hadn't liked any of the many men who pursued her. Her beautiful dream was suddenly shattered. She was taken to a desolate mountain by a group of rude thugs and raped. They held her up in mid-air and molested her at will, brutally torturing her until her hymen was broken, taking away her innocent body. Could there be anything more shameful in the world? It was as if she had fallen from a beautiful world to a bloody and cold hell. From a beloved princess to a lovely beauty in the eyes of her classmates and friends, she had become a despised beggar on the street. Everything was something she dared not imagine and did not want to face.

The brute ejaculated a multitude of semen into her vagina, which he had just broken. He patted Meixing's pert buttocks with pleasure, his large hand squeezing into her cleft and groping down to her vulva. He rubbed the thick pubic hair a few times, then casually pinched a few hairs and yanked them off. Meixing screamed in pain, her whole body tensing and trembling. The barbarian leader raised his hand, looked at the few thick pubic hairs he had plucked, and shouted, "Brothers, this woman is definitely going to be a whore, and a virgin at that, look how thick her hair is!"

The barbarians, their erections throbbing, were furious. They roughly played with Meixing's body, unanimously praising their leader for being insightful and absolutely right. In their hearts, they couldn't wait for their leader to get out of there. He was a guy who was still occupying the toilet after he had finished his business. If he was so ignorant, they shouldn't blame the brothers for changing leaders.

Seeing the eager, murderous looks in his eyes, Mantou realized he hadn't been considerate of his brothers' feelings. He waved his hand, the pubic hair between his fingers fluttering in the wind, patted the brother next to him who had raised his leg, and said to the others, "Everyone, let's go."

The short guy, having received the leader's pat on the shoulder in support, immediately lowered his leg, squeezed in front of Meixing's crotch, excitedly kneading her plump, round buttocks, and bent down to nibble and suck, devouring her like a ravenous demon.

The brother next to him threw Meixing directly to the ground, yelling, "You bastard, hurry up and fuck me, or I'll fuck you first!"

The short guy flipped Meixing over, face up, and as if afraid someone would steal her, he thrust his penis into her hole. He moved his hips, thrusting in and out, shouting, "Rat, a virgin's hole is fucking too small, it's squeezing me to death!"

"You're not a quick shooter, are you? You're going to ejaculate as soon as it goes in? Haha." Mouse lay on the ground, cupping Meixing's tear-streaked face in his hands and kissing her passionately, his tongue teasing hers inside her mouth. Hearing Tuya's words, he couldn't help but look up and laugh.

"Damn, how could that be? I'm going to go at it for another three hundred rounds, I'm going to fuck her until she's horny." The short guy grabbed Meixing's slender waist and fucked her hard, continuing, "Mouse, don't you think she's like a dead person? She doesn't scream or struggle."

A barbarian playing with Meixing's right breast shouted, "Tuya, what the hell are you talking about in the middle of the night? She's alive and well, these breasts are so hot." The

middle-aged barbarian, grabbing her other breast and stroking her lower abdomen, spoke up. "You boorish folks don't understand. This little girl is heartbroken, which has caused her to be mentally disoriented." He chuckled twice, then said, "I'll play a special game, I'll make sure she's jumping around again."

The middle-aged barbarian lay down on the grass, reached out and pulled Meixing towards himself, saying leisurely, "You guys continue playing as usual, I'll take the dry route from below."

The middle-aged barbarian first poked Meixing's anus with his finger, then grabbed his swollen penis and forced it into Meixing's narrow anus, inch by inch, trying to push it in.

Meixing's previously somewhat hazy consciousness suddenly jolted, feeling waves of pressure and pain from her anus, as if it were being torn apart. Her mind jolted, and she regained consciousness. Meixing reached under her buttocks and grabbed the still-pushing penis, violently shaking her head from side to side. She shook off the barbarian who was gagging her and cried out, "Ah, don't go in! It's going to tear!"

Meixing struggled violently, screaming and pulling the middle-aged barbarian's penis out with all her might. The short man gripped Meixing's legs tightly, hoisting them onto his shoulders, and fucked her vagina even more excitedly. The rat reached out and grabbed her, crossing his arms and raising them above his head, continuing to kiss her face. The middle-aged barbarian pressed his hands on Meixing's thighs and thrust forward with a sudden burst of strength, his penis plunging all the way into Meixing's anus with a loud thud, his abdomen slamming hard against her buttocks. A trickle of blood flowed from her anus, down the middle-aged barbarian's penis, onto the ground. The muscles around her anus couldn't withstand the immense pressure and tore open, creating a large gash.

"Ah!!!" Meixing let out a huge scream, her eyes widened, her body jerked upwards, and then deflated, falling back onto the middle-aged man's stomach.

The short man had been thrusting for a while when he suddenly felt the tender flesh inside Meixing's vagina seem to come alive, violently squeezing and sucking his penis. Instantly, he felt as if he had been electrocuted, a tingling sensation flashing from his scalp to his toes, and his whole body trembled involuntarily. Gushes of semen gushed out, shooting into Meixing's uterus like bullets from a gun.

The middle-aged barbarian proudly thrust into Meixing's split anus, stroking her smooth belly, and said smugly, "Isn't this dry hole amazing? Look how fiercely this little virgin screams! You, you little duck, were squeezed so tightly you came, hehe."

The short man pulled out his slightly limp penis, shook it wetly, and raised the corners of his mouth defiantly, shouting, "You're nothing! If I hadn't been caught off guard and scared, I could have fucked her hundreds more times without a problem." A stream of semen flowed out of Meixing's open vagina. Another barbarian shoved the short man aside, grabbed his hard penis, and thrust it in, and a new round of fucking quickly began.

Wu Feng, squatting to the side, listened to his cousin's painful cries, and watched his gentle and beautiful cousin being cruelly raped, violated, and humiliated by a group of thugs. His conscience as a cousin filled him with immense anger. But the man's penis was undeniably erect. His cousin possessed the traditional values he admired most in a woman, yet also the self-reliance of a modern girl; she was his ideal girlfriend. Normally, his cousin was sacred and inviolable, someone he could only treat with utmost respect.

Yet, whenever he looked at her gentle smile, her graceful demeanor, her curvaceous body, especially from behind, seeing her plump buttocks bulging in her pants, some inappropriate thoughts would still flit through his mind, though he would immediately suppress them. Now, his beloved cousin was naked, performing a live sex act with a large group of men, and the desires he usually suppressed deep within his heart suddenly surfaced. In this dark forest, stripped of all worldly constraints, how could he not feel a man's reaction?

The short man ejaculated, and then another brute took his place, the two men performing a duet, rapidly thrusting into his cousin's two holes, as if in a contest, coldly testing their strength through the thin membrane of flesh. Blood flowed continuously from his cousin's vagina and anus. Looking at the glaring blood and his cousin's exhausted body, Wu Feng grew increasingly worried. Could his cousin's body, still a virgin, withstand this?

He stood up, turned around, and said to the barbarian guarding him, "I have something to say to your boss."

The barbarian, perhaps slightly impressed by Wu Feng's earlier assertiveness, didn't waste any words. He patted Wu Feng's shoulder, signaling him to turn around, and pointed at him, calling out to the barbarian a few meters away, "Boss, he has something to say to you."

The barbarian, with a half-smoked cigarette between his fingers, strolled over to Wu Feng, his tiger-like eyes warily fixed on him as he asked, "What do you have to say?"

Wu Feng cautiously and sincerely replied, "Boss, my cousin has never done 'that' before, she might not be able to handle such intensity." "A gang rape! She's bleeding from her genitals and completely exhausted. She could die."

The barbarian, his face contorted, took a deep drag on his cigarette, lightly patted Wu Feng's face, and coldly asked, "Your cousin really cares about his cousin, huh? Even now, you still have the mind to care about her. Are you having an affair with her? Aren't you afraid I'll kill you all?"

Wu Feng calmly replied, "Brother, can we speak alone?"

Seeing his hands tied behind his back and his noticeably weaker build, the barbarian said "okay," put his arm around Wu Feng's shoulder, and led him like a friend towards a secluded spot.

The barbarian walked several dozen meters and plopped down on a large rock. Looking at Wu Feng, he said, "There's no one else here. Speak quickly if you have something to say."

"You came all this way from so far away just to make a living. Killing us who have already surrendered is not the way to drive yourselves to our deaths, so I'm not worried that you'll kill us." Wu Feng calmly looked at the barbarian and continued, "But you are already on the verge of death, do you know that?"

"I'm on the verge of death? You tell me then. If you're lying, I'll show you what it means to be on the verge of death right now." The barbarian's eyes flashed with a vicious cold light as he spoke in a sinister tone.

Wu Feng composed himself, not confronting the barbarian's aura. He became like a calm lake, neither arrogant nor humble, accepting the onrushing murderous intent. He calmly said, "Do you know who you beat up? His father is a factory owner; he has connections and money. You beat him, robbed him, and gang-raped his girlfriend. How can he swallow this insult? He'll definitely report you to the police with his girlfriend as soon as he gets out. The bloodied victim is right there, and with his influence, the police will definitely do everything they can to apprehend you."

Wu Feng paused for a moment, seeing that the barbarian remained silent. He continued, "You know, the police only care about whether they want to arrest someone or not; there's no such thing as someone they can't catch. What you've been relying on is the government's preferential treatment of ethnic minorities. Normally, you can steal a little or rob a little under the guise of buying and selling without any problem. But do you think it's still okay now? First, the nature of your actions is too heinous, and there are many victims. You've crossed the line. Second, there are powerful figures behind you constantly exerting influence. With these two points, the government will never dare to continue to tolerate this, and the police will naturally not be lenient anymore. That's why I said you've gone down a dead end."

After Wu Feng finished speaking, he shut his mouth tightly, looking like he had nothing more to say, whether you believed him or not.

After hearing Wu Feng's words, Man Tou was already seven or eight parts convinced. He didn't expect that the kid he beat up would actually be a rich young master. It was also because those two women were as beautiful as angels and had some reason to fall into his hands. The brothers were living a life of uncertainty, so they would just rape a woman and not usually report it to the police.

The barbarian asked, "How do you know that woman will definitely report it to the police?"

"She might not want to report it, but that young master will definitely find a way to make her. Think about it, at most he'll just find another girlfriend, it won't be difficult for him at all, but he can get his revenge and wipe you all out."

The barbarian chuckled coldly twice, disdainfully saying, "I don't believe your Han Chinese government dares to do anything to us. If you piss us off, we'll even smash up your police station, believe it or not?" "I

believe it. What wouldn't you dare to do? You'd go through fire and water, death wouldn't even bat an eye. But your lives are lives too. I feel sorry for you, why did you have to go to that point?"

"Wu Feng spoke with empathy, looking at Mantou's face, which resembled a demon in the darkness, and hearing his own words, he couldn't help but feel slightly nauseous.

Mantou pondered for a moment, as if making a decision. He walked over without a word, untied Wu Feng's hands, offered him a cigarette, and asked, "Brother, do you have any good solutions?"

Wu Feng stretched his hands, which were a little numb from being tied up, took the cigarette, took out a lighter, lit it, took a puff, looked up at the dark forest around him, and couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, feeling a sense of ease. He looked at Mantou and said, "I have a way to help you all, but you have to promise not to mess with my cousin again."

"Sure, you've helped us so much, how could we possibly mess with your cousin again? Don't worry." Mantou said heartily, his face open and sincere, as if the person standing opposite him was his long-time brother-in-arms.

Wu Feng took a drag of his cigarette and said, "Brother, I believe you're a man who distinguishes between gratitude and resentment. My method is simple: just like women who are raped won't report it because of shame, men are the same, especially those men with status and a sense of shame. They'll be more feminine than women." The cigarette between his fingers glowed red in the night, like the ferocious beast revealed from the darkness.

"If this respectable young master were sodomized by another man, do you think he'd still have the face to report it?

He'd feel even more ashamed than a respectable woman who's been raped. He wouldn't be able to hold his head up to his business partners, and he wouldn't be able to associate with people of status. He'd have no choice but to swallow his anger and suffer in silence.

Even if he let it go, would a merchant's family have the means or the guts to deal with you?"

Mantou thought to himself, "Great idea! Why didn't I think of that? I've raped women plenty of times, and I've never had anyone report it." In his excitement, he suddenly realized a serious problem: who would sodomize him? Thinking of this, the valiant Mantou felt goosebumps rise all over his body, and his face contorted in a grimace.

"Brother, your idea is good, but I have absolutely no interest in men. Do you?" Mantou said awkwardly, his eyes filled with eager hope.

Stared at by the brute's strange gaze, Wu Feng felt a chill run down his spine. He quickly declared, "I have absolutely no interest in men." Taking a drag of his cigarette to calm himself, Wu Feng said fiercely, "I can't do this myself, brother. Are you telling me I'll get myself killed later? Besides, it's pointless for me to do it. Forced sodomy is illegal. Would I, an innocent man, dare to do such a thing? Would I dare to admit I did it? He can just keep quiet about it and still call the police on you guys, and then he can come after me behind my back."

The brute wasn't angry, saying nonchalantly, "Brother was just asking, I didn't think about the consequences. I didn't mean to harm you. It's not difficult. I don't believe that none of our dozen or so brothers would be willing to offer themselves. Shouldn't we take photos like that Edison Chen guy did? That way we'll have evidence, and we'll be more certain."

"Brother, that guy's name is Edison Chen! I didn't expect someone as busy as you to have time to watch entertainment."

"By the way, his name is Edison Chen, that damn scoundrel, he's slept with so many actresses, may he die a horrible death." Mantou said angrily, as if he had been raped by his own woman.

"Hehe, well said. Brother, I also think it would be better to take photos, so we'll have evidence of the sodomy in our hands, and we should force him to reveal his whole family's address. That way we can intimidate him and he won't dare to say anything reckless. Hehe, brother, you're trying to blackmail me, aren't you? I advise you not to blackmail too much, and don't keep blackmailing. You need to find a balance, otherwise it will become a major news story, and we'll all lose." Wu Feng said sincerely, as if he were his own brother.

Mantou patted Wu Feng on the shoulder, saying with emotion, "Brother, you're amazing! You figured it out. Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

Wu Feng seemed to have thought of a thorny issue, lowered his head to think for a while, and said, "Brother, we have another problem, which is how to explain our time alone together." He gritted his teeth and continued, "It seems I can only apologize to my cousin. I did all this for her." As he said this, Wu Feng lowered his head, as if there was something he found difficult to say.

Mantou looked at Wu Feng in surprise. How did this guy suddenly become so pathetic? He asked, "What's wrong with you? What do you mean you're sorry to your cousin? Stop beating around the bush and just tell me."

Wu Feng gritted his teeth and said, "After we get there, you pretend to be furious and yell at me, then kick me hard, forcing me to rape my cousin before you'll let her go. That way, people will think I'm begging you to let my cousin go, and our relationship will be fine. You know, brother, it's really for her sake. Otherwise, why would I get involved in this mess and take this risk? It's just to show that I didn't come up with those plans. We have to put on this show of suffering." He paused, "Then you force Zhixue to rape Qin Hua with you, so that Zhixue won't report it to the police. He originally..." "There's no need to call the police. That way, it'll be even less likely to happen. Everyone else will understand, which in turn confirms your purpose in forcing us cousins into incest. In the end, the sodomy will continue, and everything will fall into place. That way, the whole play will be a success."

Mantou looked at Wu Feng's awkward expression and laughed loudly after listening to him finish speaking. "I understand, little brother. You really did it for your cousin. You're so loyal and righteous. I didn't expect you to be shy. What's there to be embarrassed about? Good women are liked by all men. Hehe, you've thought it through very well. Just do as you say."

Wu Feng stopped being coy. "Alright, big brother, tie me up again. Just do as we said. Remember to kick me hard so they don't notice anything amiss." He said, crossing his hands behind his back.

Mantou picked up the rope from the ground and walked behind him, tying the rope while saying decisively, "Big brother knows, don't worry."

Chapter 3.

Unlike when they left with their arms around each other's shoulders, Riyong noticed that Mantou seemed furious when he returned. He was smoking a cigarette in one hand and grabbing Wu Feng's collar with the other, carrying him aggressively like an eagle snatching a chick. Riyong finally felt relieved. He had been suffering all night, and this guy, acting like a hero, had done the most disloyal thing, completely severing ties with them and wanting to run away alone with his cousin.

Damn it, now it's finally his turn to offend Mantou, and he's been messed with too. Watching him suffer is incredibly satisfying.

Back on the bustling lawn, the burly man shoved Wu Feng on the head and snarled, "You coward, are you going to cheat on me or not? If not, I'll have the brothers fuck your cousin to death!" "

Big brother, please make them stop! My cousin will die! I really can't do this to my own cousin!" Wu Feng pleaded weakly.

Hearing Wu Feng still rambling on, Mantou flew into a rage. He viciously kicked Wu Feng in the stomach, sending him staggering back several steps before crashing heavily to the ground, face up.

"Damn it, still arguing with me, you're asking for it!" Mantou charged forward like a demon, pulling Wu Feng up and demanding menacingly, "One last time, are you going to cheat or not? If you don't, I have plenty of brothers who can fuck your cousin to death, and then beat you to death too."

Wu Feng had prepared himself; Mantou's kick only caused him momentary pain, nothing serious. Hearing Mantou's ruthless words, coupled with the beating he had received, he seemed to finally realize there was no hope. He said helplessly, "I'll cheat. Tell them to stop touching my cousin. She'll die."

Under their leader's command, the men reluctantly left Meixing's body.

Meixing felt the hands and mouths that had been ravaging her body, the brutally inserted penises in her vagina and anus, all disappear. The world returned to silence; the agonizing, hellish torment had silently ended. Her limbs were weak and powerless, numb as if they didn't belong to her body anymore. Meixing opened her eyes, confused, trying to understand what had happened. Looking at the still-present, inhuman demons around her, she sank back into despair. Her eyes stared blankly at the darkness of the night sky. The nightmare wasn't over yet.

In a daze, a familiar face came into view—it was her cousin. He was still there! Like a drowning person grabbing a rope, Meixing felt a surge of joy, but also endless regret. She wanted to cry. If only she had listened to her cousin, none of this would have happened, and she wouldn't be in this state now.

Her cousin's handsome face was filled with an unnatural expression, as if he had done something wrong. He said anxiously, "Cousin, I begged them not to do that to you anymore, but they wouldn't agree. They said they would only stop if I did it to you, otherwise they would rape you to death. I don't want you to die!"

Meixing was incredibly shocked. She hadn't expected those beasts to be so evil, actually wanting her cousin to penetrate her. Then, a sliver of joy appeared in her eyes. All the pain was finally going to end. Once her cousin finished, she could be free. She wanted to say no, yet she also wanted to say yes. She didn't know what to do. She couldn't say it and just stood there, stunned.

"Cousin, if you don't say anything, then do as I say. I don't want to see you die. I'll decide and take responsibility for everything."

After saying this, Wu Feng looked at his cousin's slightly shy expression, leaned down, and gently kissed her pale face. He reached down and slowly inserted his huge, swollen penis into her messy vagina, a mixture of blood, semen, and vaginal fluid. He whispered in Mei Xing's ear, "Cousin, don't be afraid. I'll be careful. It'll be over soon."

Mei Xing felt a penis, even bigger than before, slowly being squeezed into her vagina. Was this her cousin's? She whispered a soft "Mmm" in fear.

Her "Mmm" greatly stimulated and encouraged Wu Feng. The slight trepidation he had felt earlier completely disappeared. He was excited, both physically and mentally. He kissed his cousin's mouth fiercely, forced her lips open, and thrust his tongue into her mouth, passionately teasing the innocent tongue hidden inside.

Meixing was stunned. She was a little frightened by her cousin's enthusiasm. Could it be that her cousin was also thinking of doing bad things like those other people? No, he was her cousin. He had been so brave in protecting her in the square. He wouldn't be like those people. He was only forced into this situation to save her.

After the initial shock and discomfort, Meixing's tongue responded slightly to her cousin, moving and pushing against the guest who had entered her mouth. She didn't want to ignore him like she had with the barbarian who had raped her, giving him no reaction at all. She felt that would be too unfair to her cousin and would embarrass him, even though she had no desire to move at all. Her whole body ached as if it were falling apart, and her anus was still burning. The penis in her vagina didn't cause her the same pain as before. Gradually, after getting used to the slow thrusting, Meixing felt an unexpected thrill, a very novel feeling. She didn't feel the hatred and resistance she had felt with the barbarian when her cousin penetrated her. Instead, she felt a sense of comfort from a friend and family member after a calamity. The slow, gentle thrusting, the loving words, and the tender kisses from before all made her feel the care her cousin held for her. Her wounded heart seemed to have been sprinkled with a miraculous elixir, miraculously healing.

Wu Feng gave his cousin a passionate French kiss, then propped himself up with his hands on the ground, trying his best to control himself as he slowly thrust into her vagina.

Mei Xing's narrow vagina was stretched open by the large penis, the soft walls clinging tightly to the heat-radiating shaft, constantly being pulled and stretched with its back and forth movements. The close friction between the flesh made the originally cold vaginal flesh slowly warm up, the heat inside her vagina becoming even stronger, a warm sensation reaching her brain, making her feel very comfortable. Seeing her cousin's uncomfortable expression, Mei Xing guessed that he was suppressing his desire for fear of hurting her. She wanted to remind her cousin that she was no longer in pain, but she was afraid that people would misunderstand her as a lewd woman. Meixing felt a surge of warmth and happiness at her cousin's appearance. Having such a loving and caring man who didn't look down on her for being gang-raped—what more could she ask for in this life? A sudden urge to cry welled up within her.

Meixing pursed her lips, fighting back tears, and timidly reached out to gently touch her cousin's handsome, chiseled face. Seeing his innocent, slightly bewildered smile, she mustered her courage and whispered shyly, "Cousin, it doesn't hurt anymore. Don't bear it." These were

words she'd never uttered before, and Meixing's shyness skyrocketed as soon as she finished speaking. She involuntarily withdrew her hand, her face flushed, and turned away. She trusted that her cousin wasn't the type to think she was promiscuous.

Hearing his cousin, whom he considered a fairy, utter those shy words, and seeing her blushing face turn away, Wu Feng felt as if he were in a dream. Overjoyed, he leaned down and kissed her pretty cheek, declaring with unbridled happiness, "Cousin, I will treat you well, I will never let you down."

Mei Xing, who had been feeling shy and apprehensive, felt much calmer after hearing her cousin's vow. A sweet feeling welled up inside her. She turned her face confidently, her beautiful eyes fixed firmly on the man leaning over her, and gently kissed him on the cheek. At that moment, the barbarians and friends beside her vanished. She forgot everything; in her heart and eyes, there was only this man leaning over her, smiling happily with a touch of shyness.

Wu Feng bent his arms, propping his elbows on the lawn, his hands cradling his cousin's face like a precious treasure. He lowered his head and deeply kissed her small mouth. Only this fervent way could unleash the passion and love in his heart. How many things in life are worth a man's arrogance? Money and fame are superficial; only the sword and gun that kill can make a man stand tall and live with dignity in this world. And only a woman who is worthy of a man's self-respect and love can make him disregard the honor and disgrace of the world, bend his back, and laugh proudly at the world.

The thrill of breaking taboos, the surging love in his heart, and the suppressed desire suddenly erupted. Wu Feng's emotions were agitated, and he thrust hard and fast, launching a storm of attacks. His penis was constantly wrapped around his cousin's tender hole, and under the warm and fierce squeeze, Wu Feng was soon filled with pleasure all over his body. A tingling sensation rose in his penis, extremely pleasurable.

He continued thrusting relentlessly, an overwhelming pleasure rushing to his brain. He felt something surging and rolling inside his penis, knowing he was about to ejaculate. Wu Feng thrust his hips forward, plunging his penis deep into his cousin's vagina, pressing firmly against her. Flesh collided with a loud thud, his testicles simultaneously splattering against her plump, white buttocks. Their pubic hair intertwined, rubbing against each other. The imprisoned sperm finally gathered enough power to break free of its confinement, joyfully shooting out like bullets, striking the clitoris at the end of the passage.

The pressure on her vulva increased rapidly, and Meixing involuntarily arched her back slightly as if she couldn't take the impact. Suddenly, a hot ejaculation hit her vagina, sending a surge of intense pleasure through her mind. She bit her lip to hold back, slowly letting the pleasure dissipate. She reached out and lovingly stroked her cousin's cheek, feeling his instant release—joy, exhaustion. She remembered his cheating when they played cards as children; it was truly wicked. The blushing of female classmates when they saw him on his birthday, the sentimental remark about not getting married without money, the stubborn outburst when facing imprisonment and death threats—it all seemed so endearing. And then there was his courage, his character, his ability to endure hardship. The only downside was his lack of a career; he seemed to have spent years addicted to games, a complete waste at home. Now, her cousin had been forced into having sex with her to protect her. Seeing how much he cared for her, Meixing really didn't want to make any other choices. She had to try, no matter what. She believed her loving cousin wouldn't want to disappoint her. She accepted it. Meixing gazed intently at her future husband, her mind wandering.

Chapter Four

. A month later, in another city, the cousins walked down the street. Wu Feng's hands were full of packages of all sizes: new clothes and pants his cousin had bought, and a large amount of meat, vegetables, and fruit from the supermarket near their home. The hot sun made beads of sweat drip from the hardworking man's face.

Looking at her cousin's heavily laden hands, Meixing stretched out her free hands and said leisurely, "Honey, let me help you carry these. You're sweating so much."

Wu Feng chuckled twice and said happily, "No need, I'm not tired at all. I just got a little hot from the sun and that's why I'm sweating. I'm so happy to help my wife carry things."

Meixing spread her hands happily and said contentedly, "Okay then, honey, carry them a little longer. We'll be home soon." After saying that, she laughed twice and touched her cousin's sweaty face, saying, "Having a husband is so great. I have free help when I go shopping."

Wu Feng excitedly raised the bags in his hands and said seriously, "Being able to serve my beautiful wife is my greatest joy."

Meixing was amused by his appearance and laughed heartily, feeling as sweet as if she had honey on her heart.

The two returned to their rented apartment. Wu Feng put down his things, washed his face in the bathroom, and came out asking, "Wife, are you sure you don't want me to help wash the vegetables and cut the meat?" "

No need, honey. Leave the kitchen work to me. What kind of man are you doing this?" Mei Xing admonished him. Her cousin had been staying at home for too long, always cooking. She wanted to correct this habit; how could she let her husband do such things?

Wu Feng gave his cousin a sweet kiss on her smooth cheek. "Oh, okay, honey, I'm going to play some games for a bit."

"Okay, go ahead."

Wu Feng turned on his computer and entered the Guangdong 1 Hall on QQ to play Age of Empires. The ancient battlefields of thousands of years ago, the clash of various tactics, the battles of different troop types, the neighing of warhorses, and the shouts of battle amidst the clash of swords and bows made him feel as if he were in that magnificent, blood-and-fire era of cold weapons.

After a thrilling and intense game, Wu Feng checked the time. Half an hour had passed without him realizing it. He took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep drag to calm himself. After

finishing the cigarette, he wondered how his wife's lunch was going. He got up and went to the living room. A bowl of meat soup and vegetables were already on the table, and his cousin was stirring the food on the stove by the window.

Wu Feng quietly walked up behind her, gently embraced her, and kissed her soft ear. His cousin's radiant face suddenly flushed red, and she tilted her head slightly, protesting, "Honey, I'm cooking."

Wu Feng's lower body was pressed against his cousin's plump buttocks, inhaling her fresh scent. Teased by her charmingly shy expression, he couldn't resist his lust. He kissed his cousin's fair neck passionately, then, mustering his courage, slipped his right hand under his waistband and into her pants. He was both afraid of upsetting her and, fueled by lust, convinced it would be alright. He pleaded, "Good wife, you can continue cooking. Your good husband will play by himself."

"..." Meixing involuntarily shrank back as her cousin's thieving hand entered, leaning against the man committing the evil act. Afraid of burning the food, she held the pan and spatula high, her mind blank as she asked, "How am I supposed to cook this?"

"I don't know, good wife, my dearest wife, the best wife in the world. Your husband likes to play like this." Wu Feng, shameless and brazen, begged with a pitiful expression. His fingers, inside her pure white panties, traced back and forth between her plump labia, while his erect penis pressed against her bulging buttocks, forcing them flat.

Meixing barely managed to control her trembling body, put down the pan and continued cooking, trying to concentrate and carefully manipulate the nimble spatula in her hands. The ease and control she had just felt vanished like smoke, never to be found again.

Her cousin's actions deeply shocked Wu Feng. He never imagined she would actually do as he asked, so obedient, so loving. The man, consumed by desire, couldn't help but feel his eyes redden, a tear almost rolling down his cheek. With a wife like this, what more could a husband ask for?

Wu Feng stopped moving, tilted his head back, and felt a surge of wild urge within him.

Meixing was surprised to find that her cousin's lewd hand inside her underwear and the penis pressing against her from behind suddenly stopped moving. She felt her entire body against his back stiffen. She tilted her head in surprise and asked, "Honey, what's wrong?"

Wu Feng composed himself and said casually, "Nothing, I'm just a little touched by how good my wife is." Wu Feng's hand continued to move, even slipping his middle finger into her mouth and rubbing her clitoris. His penis, however, began to thrust restlessly again.

"Ah!" Meixing exclaimed involuntarily. "It's good that you're touched, honey. My body and heart are yours for life. I'll do whatever you want with me."

Wu Feng was overwhelmed with gratitude and joy, a surge of heroic ambition rising within him: "Wife, if I disappoint you in this life, I don't deserve to be human." He then excitedly leaned in to kiss his cousin's lips, and Meixing turned her neck to offer her cherry-red lips.

After a passionate, intense kiss, the two reluctantly parted, only to notice a pungent, burnt smell lingering in the room. Meixing quickly turned off the stove, looking at the blackened edges of the beans in the pot, and laughed, "Honey, the food's burnt! Now you, you lecherous devil, won't get any."

"Wife, you're the dish I crave most," Wu Feng said affectionately.

Meixing smiled sweetly. She hadn't expected her cousin, who had seemed so simple-minded before, to transform into such a charming and seductive man after becoming husband and wife. He was now a heartthrob, showering her with sweet words, keeping her enveloped in tenderness and happiness for the past month.

Wu Feng withdrew his right hand and unbuckled his cousin's belt, pulling her panties down to her ankles. Looking at the pants binding her feet, Wu Feng felt as if he were shackled, and his lustful desires ignited.

Slender calves, plump, moist thighs, and rounded buttocks—the proportions were so perfect, as if calculated with precision, perfectly outlining a pair of long, exquisite, and shapely legs. Wu Feng, like a wolf eyeing a lamb, his eyes gleaming with the greedy glint of a wild beast, excitedly pried open her tightly closed buttocks with both hands, burying his face in her cleft and sucking with abandon, his tongue licking with adoration.

Bright sunlight streamed in through the window, scorching Mei Xing's fair face. In broad daylight, it felt as if she were exposing her private parts in front of everyone. Mei Xing's cheeks flushed pink, and she lowered her head in embarrassment, her long, flowing hair cascading down her sides. Her delicate white hands gently pressed against the edge of the table, her whole body trembling slightly. After finishing his kisses and licking of her

rear, Wu Feng, without letting go for even a second, squeezed his cousin's large buttocks and moved her to the front.

Meixing, sensing the situation, quickly spread her legs wide for her man, displaying her alluring genitals. A blushing face held a hint of a smile as she gazed down at her cousin, whose eager, almost comical, expression was incredibly endearing.

Her cousin's charming smile and graceful demeanor made her seem like a fairy descended to earth. Compared to his own beastly behavior, Wu Feng felt deeply ashamed. He simply let out a thoroughly lewd grin, causing the fairy to quickly turn her face away in embarrassment. Wu Feng abruptly lowered his head and buried himself between his legs without hesitation. What a joke! Anyone who's shy with their wife is crazy.

Wu Feng's fingers gripped his cousin's buttocks tightly, his tongue plunging into her lubricated vagina, licking and swirling wildly. His lips touched the thick pubic hair, rubbing each strand and clump together. After a while, Wu Feng withdrew his tongue, which was covered in her vaginal fluid, with satisfaction. He licked the surrounding pubic hair with lingering relish. He thought his cousin's pubic hair was incredibly beautiful—thick and dense like a lush black forest. Paired with her plump labia, it created a mysterious allure around her vulva. Combined with her pure and lovely face, it became an irresistible stimulation that could ignite lust.

Suddenly, Wu Feng opened and closed his lips, taking a large patch of pubic hair into his mouth and sucking.

Mei Xing raised a small hand, curling her fingers and biting them hard. She didn't want to scream out loud; the stimulation below was too intense, especially since her husband had finished inside and was still lewdly sucking her pubic hair from the outside. It was too obscene; she couldn't take it anymore.

Wu Feng, having enjoyed his meal, emerged from in front of Mei Xing. With his left arm around her waist, he gazed at his cousin's blushing face, and like a wanton man encountering a virtuous woman, he lightly lifted her chin, saying, "My fairy wife, your lower body is truly the finest delicacy in the world."

Meixing, her chin lifted by her cousin, involuntarily leaned back. Hearing those words, she couldn't help but feel ashamed, and without a second thought, she hugged her cousin, her face flushed, and buried her face in his shoulder, shyly crying out, "I'm not playing anymore, husband, you're too naughty, you're teasing me!"

"Hehe." Wu Feng chuckled, hugging his cousin tightly and coaxing, "Okay, no more playing around. It's a must for your husband to tease you a little, wife. Let me help you put on your pants first. After dinner, be a good girl and let me tease you, okay?"

Mei Xing cheerfully replied, "Okay, I'll tease you after dinner, husband. I was just too shy for a moment, don't be angry."

Wu Feng kissed his cousin's pretty face and said gently, "No, I know, my wife is the best."

Mei Xing chuckled and kissed her cousin's handsome face as well, "Husband too."

Wu Feng squatted down and helped his cousin put on her pants. Before covering her private parts, he didn't forget to tease her wet vaginal opening with his finger, causing her delicate body to tremble slightly. After

finishing their meal with deep affection, they cleaned up the dishes together, rinsed their mouths, and their eyes met. Wu Feng then picked up his cousin and headed straight for the bedroom.

Wu Feng tossed his cousin onto the bed and pounced on her like a hungry tiger, the two embracing and kissing passionately.

After a passionate encounter, Wu Feng stroked his cousin's pretty face and asked, "Wife, I'm going to tease you a lot today, is that alright?"

Mei Xing replied with a mixture of affection and shyness, "Sure, you can tease me however you want, my body belongs to you."

Wu Feng kissed Mei Xing's lips and praised her happily, "Wife, you're so good, I'm so happy. Wife, now sit on the bed and take off your pants."

"Yes, ma'am," Mei Xing replied jokingly, overcoming her girlish shyness.

Wu Feng laughed happily, kissed her again, and then got up and leaned against the headboard. Watching his cousin obediently sit on the bed and take off her pants, Wu Feng felt a surge of pride, then commanded, "My fairy wife, now stand up on your knees and walk onto my feet." He even playfully wiggled his feet as he spoke.

Meixing wrinkled her nose cutely and followed orders to her cousin's feet. She knew her husband was about to get lewd again, definitely playing with her private parts with his feet. Sure enough, just as expected, her husband rubbed his soles and inserted his toes, playing with her genitals. Meixing felt great; her genitals, which had dried out a bit during dinner, were flowing with juices again. But she felt she should show some integrity in the face of lewdness, like a female knight-errant in a movie. Meixing's pretty face, full of spring, showed a very disdainful look. "You want to play? I can do that too."

Wu Feng looked at his cousin's dignified female knight-errant aura, and his penis immediately swelled up. A female knight-errant with her vulva open for a lewd thief to defile—it was truly exhilarating.

Wu Feng reached out and playfully pinched his cousin's chin, patted the heroine's defiant cheek, and shouted menacingly, "Well done, heroine! You dare to defy this lecher? Quickly take off your clothes, or this lecher will slaughter everyone in the world!"

Mei Xing couldn't help but laugh. How could she possibly slaughter everyone in the world? Her husband was exaggerating too much. She stopped laughing and continued acting, pretending to be sad, saying, "You lecherous lord, please, don't slaughter everyone in the world! This woman is willing to risk everything for the sake of the people. I'll listen to you." After saying that, she gave Wu Feng a charming smile and began to take off her clothes. Her delicate, taut skin was slowly revealed, her slender waist stretched upwards with beautiful lines, and her breasts were small enough to be grasped with one hand.

Wu Feng's right hand traced along his cousin's fair and beautiful neck, reaching her breasts. He grasped them tightly, flicked her already erect nipples, and arrogantly said, "Alright, it seems the heroine is prepared to sacrifice herself. Now, please kneel and give this lecherous man oral sex."

"Yes, sir."

Mei Xing stopped her lewd footsteps and crawled two steps closer, unbuttoning her cousin's pants.

Wu Feng spread his legs, and Mei Xing knelt between them, bending down to grasp her cousin's engorged penis with both hands. She opened her crystal-clear mouth and took it in, occasionally licking it with her bright red tongue. Her small, delicate nose occasionally brushed against his penis.

Her beautiful face was tilted upwards, flushed red, her cherry-like mouth licking and swallowing his penis. Her smooth, white back arched, and at the end, her large, white buttocks were sticking out towards the sky.

Wu Feng stroked his cousin's head with his left hand, while his right hand reached down and slapped her large, white buttocks hard. The smooth, white flesh trembled slightly, and his cousin let out a soft moan. It felt like he was slapping a docile little female dog, incredibly stimulating.

Wu Feng playfully slapped his cousin's buttocks with varying degrees of force, and sometimes her buttocks would twitch uncontrollably, a blush gradually rising on her smooth, white buttocks. The more Wu Feng slapped, the more aroused he felt. He lost interest in stroking the little female dog's head with his left hand and started slapping her from behind.

Mei Xing's cries of "Ahhh!" grew louder and more rapid. Each slap from her cousin made her body go weaker, a tingling sensation like an electric shock running through her. Her slender waist arched sharply upwards, then quickly slumped down. Her smooth, red buttocks, as if unable to withstand the stimulation, slumped to the side, slowly tilting back, and she collapsed onto the bed, unable to hold on.

Wu Feng rubbed the plump buttocks of the woman lying on the bed with both hands, teasing, "Heroine, your big white ass is so tender, this lecherous man is already exhausted after just a few slaps."

Mei Xing, trying to please him, stuck out her tongue and licked the erect penis, saying, "You lecherous lord, you're too mighty! This little lady can't take it anymore!"

Wu Feng wondered if his cousin wanted to... you know, but he had only just begun, and was thinking of going all out, so he was reluctant to end it. His cousin hadn't played like this before, and was feeling very aroused; she still had a lot of stamina, having only slapped her buttocks a few times.

Wu Feng reached between his cousin's crossed thighs, his middle finger probing and digging inside her dripping vagina, pleading pitifully, "Great heroine, this little lecherous man wants to play a little longer."

Meixing was burning with desire, her whole body tingling as if electrified, her vagina overflowing with moisture, feeling empty and unbearably itchy. But her husband looked pleading and pathetic, still acting like a little lecher. How could she refuse him? Actually, she only had a slight urge; maybe it would feel even better later. Meixing mustered her courage, sticking out her tongue and licking the groove between the glans from bottom to top, her flushed face displaying a docile expression: "This little lady has fallen into the hands of her lecherous husband. What you do is entirely up to you, okay? Husband, feel free to play as you please, no need to ask me."

Wu Feng was completely relieved, so touched. This was wonderful; this wife was truly a treasure. Wu Feng excitedly picked up his wife, kissed her, and blushed as he shyly voiced his heartfelt plea: "Wife, I love you so much. I want to call you... 'bitch,' is that okay? Don't misunderstand, you're my darling. I'd risk my life for you, and I'm willing to give anything, anything that makes sense. My heart loves you so much, I..."

"Honey, you don't need to say anything, I know. Calling me that is fine, just call me that if you want. I'm your little bitch, okay?" Mei Xing affectionately stroked her husband's cheek, interrupting his rambling, and said happily, even playfully sticking out her tongue like a puppy. From the initial blush upon hearing the word "bitch" to seeing her husband's adorable, flushed face as he hurriedly explained, she felt she had enough. This past month had made her love her husband very, very much. He had rescued her from the depths of her emotional pain and given her a happiness and warmth she had never experienced before. She believed her husband loved her dearly, and deep down, she longed to be a pampered little bitch, completely at ease. Trusting his worth, she dared to be a true bitch.

"How about this cute little bitch barks a couple of times for her husband?" Wu Feng was genuinely delighted; finally, he dared to be so bold!

"Yes, woof woof woof," Mei Xing obediently barked a few times, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

Wu Feng felt a surge of conquest, an exhilarating feeling. He hugged his cousin tightly, kissed her little mouth, and said happily, "Cousin, lie on my lap now, I'm going to spank you."

"Okay, cousin, husband, master," Meixing called out three names in a row, then obediently lay on her cousin's lap, her fair little hands reaching behind her to touch her buttocks, and said with a sense of relief, "Spank the little bitch's buttocks."

Wu Feng was extremely excited; it was exactly to his liking. The jade-like body lying on his lap, so beautiful, so soft and boneless, submissive like a slave without dignity, feeling as if she was born to be humbled for him. Wu Feng stretched out his two large hands to knead and pat her plump buttocks, parted her buttocks, and inserted his middle finger straight into her little anus.

His cousin's delicate body trembled uncontrollably, panting and moaning.

Wu Feng reached under his cousin's abdomen and lifted her up, her smooth body forming a triangle, her large, red buttocks prominently displayed. Wu Feng savored the pleasure of manipulating her, greedily kissing her buttocks, savoring their tender texture. He then slapped her labia hard, a sharp crack echoing as his cousin cried out in excitement and shyness, her body trembling.

Wu Feng gently stroked her, soothing her trembling body until it slowly calmed down. He pulled his legs away, lifted his cousin, and rolled her over, placing her upright in the middle of the bed. He leaned down, straddling her soft body, his hand kneading and teasing her left breast, his mouth kissing and sucking her right.

After some playful teasing, Wu Feng excitedly straddled his cousin's neck, his large, dark glans suddenly slamming against her delicate nose. Her beautiful, shy face paled, her jaw dropping in shock. The glans, glistening with lubricant, emitted a foul, fishy odor, causing his cousin to furrow her brow in fear, unsure how to react.

Wu Feng persisted, playfully pounding and pressing, his glans repeatedly squeezing and grinding against her nose. With each caress of his glans against her nose, his cousin's face flushed with desire, and she began to moan softly, lost in ecstasy. "

My husband is really a pervert," the innocent beauty thought, never imagining a man could be so humiliating. But what did it matter since he was her husband? She loved him, so she let him humiliate her; as long as he was happy. Once the psychological barrier was overcome, the physical sensations immediately followed, an overwhelming surge of stimulation, shame, and pleasure, one wave after another, fueling the burning lust.

"Heroine, how's my big cock hitting you? Does it feel good?" Wu Feng, immersed in his role, asked with a sinister tone.

"My lecherous master, it's so exciting! Yours is amazing!" Mei Xing, intoxicated by the humiliating pleasure, said admiringly.

"You slutty bitch, open your mouth, my big cock is going to play in your little mouth." Wu Feng said, controlling his own passion.

"Okay, my lecherous master." Mei Xing replied obediently.

His cousin opened her innocent mouth, and Wu Feng changed tactics, inserting his hard cock into the open hole below. He only went in a little bit before reaching the end, then reversed direction, inserting it diagonally towards her cheek. Wu Feng didn't want to cause even the slightest damage to his precious thing. A penis was pressed against her fair cheeks, highlighting her delicate and pretty face in a unique way. Wu Feng found himself feeling a strange pleasure in doing this to his innocent cousin from above; a wicked thrill of defiling a goddess. He

pushed the head of his penis in forcefully, the surrounding flesh pressing against it intensely, creating a sensation similar to fighting inside a vagina. His penis moved and swung freely inside.

After a while, Wu Feng, having had his fill, withdrew his penis, leaving only the large head at the entrance of her vagina.

"My lovely heroine, please lick my glans," Wu Feng said, gently stroking his cousin's chin with his right hand.

Meixing reached out and grabbed her husband's hands, her tongue obediently circling his glans, licking and teasing it from all sides, her tongue tip teasing the urethral opening, or sometimes lying entirely on it, the tip licking the ulcer where the glans and shaft met, providing meticulous service.

Wu Feng withdrew his glans, a drop of wet fluid dripping down, which he wiped on Meixing's lips, and asked happily, "Did you enjoy it, wife?"

"Yes, husband," Meixing finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Wife, now I'm going to fuck your tender pussy, okay?" Wu Feng asked cutely.

Meixing blushed slightly, knowing her cousin was asking on purpose: "Okay, husband, go ahead, I've been wanting your big cock for so long." As she spoke, she lovingly reached out and touched her cousin's hard, erect penis. "

Cousin, spread your legs wide open with both hands," Wu Feng said greedily and lewdly.

"Yes, my master." Meixing blushed with shame, obediently spreading her thighs with both hands, her pink vulva wide open.

Wu Feng gently patted her vulva with the back of his hand, occasionally tugging at her dark pubic hair: "My cousin bitch, aren't you my bitch? A bitch, a sow, that I can defile at will."

"Cousin master, I am a bitch that you can play with and rape without complaint, only you can play with me." Meixing said, a few tears glistening on her blushing face.

Wu Feng leaned down and kissed his cousin's cheek, saying, "Silly girl, we were just playing around. Why are you crying? Your cousin is just a male dog belonging to his wife."

Mei Xing burst into laughter through her tears, chuckled, and smacked her cousin's head. "What male dog? That's so awful! You're my man, my lover, and I'm your wife, your partner, your sweetheart, your darling, and I can also be your little female dog. I'll do whatever you say." When she mentioned "little female dog," Mei Xing blushed with embarrassment.

Wu Feng, a man with a strong sense of male masculinity, felt immensely satisfied. Touching his cousin's cheek, he said, "Okay, my little bitch, I'm the man, you're the dog, you're my plaything to be manipulated."

"Yes, that's right, but this cousin who manipulates me must love me to death, and be willing to do anything for me, otherwise I won't allow it," Mei Xing said firmly.

"Wife, even if you asked me to be promiscuous, I couldn't be. That's just my nature; I only like to love one person and be good to one person. My feelings are real. If I stopped loving you, I think I'd collapse myself one day." As he spoke, Wu Feng couldn't help but feel a little sad.

"Cousin, I knew you were the kind of person I was looking for. I believe you, Master, hurry and fuck me, this little bitch misses you so much," Mei Xing said lasciviously, her white body writhing like a snake beneath her cousin.

"Cousin, I'm going to fuck you!" Wu Feng shouted, gripping his huge cock and thrusting it into her vagina, forcing open the layers of flesh that blocked it, slamming into her clitoris.

Mei Xing responded with a soft "hmm," feeling her overflowing, honey-like vagina being pierced by a massive rod, rapidly thrusting deeper and deeper. Her thirsty vagina was finally satisfied, the emptiness instantly filled, and she couldn't help but let out a passionate "ah."

Wu Feng became even more excited, fucking her like a wolf, his hands violently grabbing and kneading his cousin's breasts. Watching her pure, beautiful, and shy face, her face flushed with intense pleasure, was a supreme enjoyment.

As the thrusting continued, the vaginal walls convulsed, and Mei Xing reached her climax, unable to hold back any longer, a gush of hot fluid gushing out.

Wu Feng savored the spasms and warmth of her vaginal opening, pausing briefly before continuing his pleasurable thrusts. Her face, which had regained some clarity, grew increasingly dazed, moaning uncontrollably. Wu Feng, triumphant, playfully hooked his cousin's nose: "Little doggy, let's change positions."

"Okay, Master."

"Turn around, stick your butt up, back facing up, face down on the bed," Wu Feng commanded crisply.

Mei Xing lazily turned, and Wu Feng grabbed her left hand, pulling her body to the left, her right cheek bearing the weight of her body pressed hard against the bed. His cousin looked like a tormented little bitch, her face contorted in discomfort, her snow-white body trembling with his ministrations. Wu Feng, like a general on horseback, thrust into his cousin's wet and throbbing vagina, repeatedly pounding against her soft, white buttocks, enjoying the thrill of conquest.

After a passionate encounter, the two fleshy creatures embraced each other on the bed, limbs intertwined.

"Husband, how much do you love me?" Mei Xing asked adoringly.

"Wife, my life is yours. I'd risk my life for you, I'd try my best to change things. Compared to you, everything else in the world is insignificant."

"Husband, I love you so much, I can never live without you."

"Wife, I know how much you love me, and I love you just as much. As long as your heart doesn't change, you'll always be my one and only treasure."

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