Finally, I couldn't resist raping the PR person at Maxim's Restaurant.

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Her breasts were beautiful, her skin as white as snow, firm and erect, with faint traces of finger twisting. I sucked on her pink back and sucked hard on her back as she cried out happily. I squeezed and hugged Bowie as we fell back from the sofa.
I am a person who loves to sing every night. Although I have a Filipino maid at home, I eat out more often. While I do invest in the food industry, I often frequent famous establishments like Yung Kee, Luk Yu, and Fook Lam Moon. However, I particularly love Yue Jiang Chun, which used to be in Exchange Square. I love its seaside location, gentle decor, service attitude, food quality, and most importantly, the beautiful PR staff from the Maxim's Group. Those who haven't left have all been promoted to branch managers and regional managers. How good are they? You can guess by the fact that Maxim's heir married one of his female managers!
Among them, I like Bowie the most; a modern classic beauty, tall, with long hair and long legs, a bit thin,
with a touch of sickly beauty, and a very nice person. We've known each other for a long time, probably over ten years, so we're extremely familiar.
During major holidays, besides ordering large quantities of mooncakes, zongzi (sticky rice dumplings), and nian gao (New Year's cake) for Bowie, every second day of the Lunar New Year... Bowie
had always reserved the best room for me to watch the fireworks for eight or ten years.

But this year, something happened. Bowie took a long vacation, apparently for a wedding or something.

The fireworks room on the second day of the Lunar New Year was reserved for someone else by the new manager. Of course, I was furious. It was the same room every year, and suddenly it changed—how unlucky! Damn it, I drove to Yuejiangchun Restaurant and publicly berated the manager. Even a familiar PR person and the department head tried to stop me, but the situation became extremely serious, and eventually, the argument reached headquarters. The general manager of the Chinese restaurant, whom I've known for over ten years, was also there. After things were settled, I was the winner, but I was completely disheartened and drove back to the company dejectedly. It was hard to say whether I would go to watch the fireworks on the second day of the Lunar New Year.

On the way back to the company, the PR manager, Ivy, called. Of course, she apologized profusely, but I... I wasn't in the mood,
so I hung up the phone.

The next morning, my secretary said that Ivy from Meixin had called and would visit me at the company at 3 pm. I casually replied, "Okay." Actually, I was still extremely unhappy, and no one could solve it; I had decided that I would never patronize any of the group's restaurants again.
At exactly 3 pm, my secretary relayed that a Meixin Bowie was looking for me. Bowie?

The ten-day holiday had made Bowie a little plumper, and she looked unusually radiant. Oh! Bowie, is that you?
Weren't you on your honeymoon? I gave Bowie a warm hug. The boss called me this morning to tell me about
the misunderstanding on the second day of the Lunar New Year. The new manager has been transferred, and I will be promoted to manager of Yuejiangchun starting tomorrow. I'm visiting you today not only to formally apologize but also to hope that you will continue to support me in the future… …Bowie, for your sake, okay, let's call it a day. Bowie
was happy to hug me and kiss my cheek. I reached through her coat and hugged her tightly (underneath the coat was a fitted knit t-shirt
and a short skirt), wanting to kiss her lips. She pushed me away with all her might, but she wasn't as strong as me. I kissed her red lips wantonly, but she kept them tightly closed, refusing to let my tongue in. My hands kneaded her waist and hips, her body pressed against her two full breasts. Even through the coat, I could still feel the heat of her breasts. I finally managed to break through, and my tongue swirled and stirred inside her fragrant lips, kissing her passionately and sucking on her sweet little tongue… She finally began to soften against my hands, slowly embracing my waist. I knew in my heart that I had to act quickly this time. If I hesitated even slightly, this newlywed beauty would lose her senses. I'll lose my hand when I wake up. A passionate kiss melts the beauty first (a kiss can arouse a woman, remember that, my friends). My hands, of course, won't be idle. One hand grips Bowie's firm, high buttocks, my fingers
rhythmically squeezing between her clitoris and glans; the other hand holds her waist, my fingers caressing her breasts; the third hand, hot and hard, rubs her vulva. Bowie begins to respond to my rhythm, her slender waist twisting, her full breasts
rubbing To avoid any complications, I press Bowie against the back of the sofa and release my penis. Slightly pulling down her knitted
skirt, it thrusts straight into her clitoris, hitting her hard through the small t-back. My steel-hard penis, its roots clearly

visible, thrusts forward with great force. Bowie's pubic hair is exceptionally thick; the t-back underwear can't guarantee it's not exposed. The more my penis pushed against her ,
the wetter and slipperier her panties became. I arched my back and thrust upwards, finally inserting my penis into her wet, glistening vulva at the edge of her t-shirt. Bowie let out a muffled groan. I had already penetrated halfway, and only now did I breathe a sigh of relief,
knowing that the swan meat was in my mouth.

Dear readers, from beginning to end, I dared not remove any of Bowie's clothes, including her coat... I was afraid of awakening her
vigilance , her newlywed wife's reserve, and ruining all my efforts. I gently and slowly thrust in and out, Bowie
moaning softly with her eyes closed. I then took off her coat, kissing her pink neck and earlobes, firmly grasping her dazed state. Through her t-shirt, I unhooked her bra, pushed the t-shirt up, and her large breasts bounced out.
She rolled onto the sofa, then onto the floor. I quickly stripped her naked, hoisted her long, slender legs onto my shoulders, and thrust my large penis deep inside, causing her to gush with lustful fluids. Her vagina was tight and incredibly warm. As I kissed her, I gathered my entire weight on her pubic bone, pressing tightly against Bowie's vulva and grinding clockwise. Bowie clung to me tightly,
moaning softly, "Mmm...mmm...ah..." Bowie's moans were always so subtle. I
propped myself up with my hands and used a nine-shallow-one-deep technique to penetrate her vagina. Her vagina had already released a lot of lustful fluids during my earlier grinding, making her vagina incredibly slippery. My penis pounded into her hot and tight vagina, making my whole body feel incredibly comfortable. I turned her over into my favorite doggy style position. As I penetrated her, I reached out and rubbed her most sensitive clitoris. This indecent move somehow made her feel beautiful, her moans becoming disordered, her groans like sobs, her lower body arching up to match my thrusts. I moved my hands to hold her waist and began to thrust wildly, making Bowie
sweat profusely, moaning and groaning. I then turned her over, raised her legs, and thrust forty or fifty more times, finally ejaculating all my semen deep into her vagina and uterus.

Bowie came in, wearing a light brown coat, revealing a pair of long, brown ponytails.
Bowie lay tired and satisfied on my chest and said to me, "I've liked you for a long time, and I never thought I'd
finally be able to fulfill my wish today..." Sigh! You should have told me sooner! I looked at the clock tower of the Star Ferry Pier; it had been almost 40 minutes.

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