[Female students from art schools] (46)

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Text 46. The Value of a Woman I stood nervously at the door. This long corridor was

rented , so hotel staff wouldn't come. Perhaps that's why Director Wang and Zhang Yan

dared to be so bold?

But I was still worried; I was afraid someone might suddenly walk in.

Watching Zhang Yan being held tightly in Director Wang's arms, suffering humiliation, I didn't know what to

do . I didn't know what was happening, whether Zhang Yan was willing or forced.

"Xiao Yan, your body is irresistible to men!"

Director Wang leaned out, his mouth drooling. But the moment his lips left Zhang Yan's breasts, his

hands immediately went to them. He lifted Zhang Yan's pink cherry blossom bra, one hand squeezing

one of full breasts, slowly kneading it, enjoying it to the fullest. His other hand also

explored under Zhang Yan's skirt without restraint.

Zhang Yan let out soft moans that made hearts tremble.

Her long, wavy hair swayed and flowed with the trembling of her body.

It has to be said, this kind of woman is very alluring, touching a man's heartstrings.

Director Wang let out heavy breathing, turned Zhang Yan's body over, and slowly unzipped

his jeans.

"Xiao Yan, let me touch it!"

I stared wide-eyed. I thought Zhang Yan would resist, but to my surprise, she actually obediently

put her hand inside, and soon pulled out Director Wang's penis. She held it in her palm and stroked it up and down.

Director Wang had already narrowed his eyes, a hint of enjoyment written on his greedy face. At that moment, I

felt hot all over. I even doubted whether the person entangled with Director Wang was me.

Zhang Yan's technique seemed very skilled. From Director Wang's constantly trembling cheeks, I knew that this was definitely

an unparalleled enjoyment.

Director Wang seemed unable to restrain himself. He picked Zhang Yan up and stood up straight.

Zhang Yan arched her back and lay on the sofa.

Director Wang swept Zhang Yan into his arms, wrapping his arms around her waist. One hand continued

to roam over her ample breasts, while the other yanked hard on her black stockings.

A crisp sound rang out as Director Wang ripped a large hole in Zhang Yan's stockings.

But the bastard wouldn't stop. He pulled and tugged with all his might. Zhang Yan shook her head,

then suddenly turned and stared at the door. Her eyes met mine.

I was so nervous I forgot to breathe.

At that moment, Zhang Yan frowned at me and gently shook her head.

What was she trying to tell me? Was she asking me to save her?

Then, I seemed to understand Zhang Yan's meaning. If she didn't want to, she could have escaped. It was clear she was doing

this willingly, or to put it bluntly, she was forced into it.

Looking into her eyes, at that moment, I felt the world was incredibly cruel.

Director Wang ripped off all of Zhang Yan's black stockings. He reached under her skirt again, slowly pulling down her tiny pink thong, small enough to

fit in her mouth. Then, he pounced on her.

Director Wang breathed heavily, his hands gripping Zhang Yan's soft breasts tightly, his

hips thrusting violently back and forth.

Zhang Yan let out an intoxicating moan; that sound, I know, even I, let alone a man,

felt an unparalleled pleasure upon hearing it.

Director Wang seemed to have great stamina; he played with great intensity, drenched in sweat, his chest heaving.

After a while he slowly stopped, then lifted Zhang Yan up again.

He slumped onto the sofa, letting Zhang Yan sit on his lap.

So, he liked this position too.

Zhang Yan wrapped her arms around his neck, her body rising and falling. Director Wang trembled, his face contorted, burying his head

completely in Zhang Yan's chest.

Soft moans, almost irresistible, emanated from the room, the air thick with seductive allure

.

My eyes widened as I stood in the doorway, observing everything inside. I wanted to leave, but I couldn't move

an inch; my palms and back were drenched in sweat.

Zhang Yan finally collapsed limply into Director Wang's arms.

Director Wang looked at her with a relaxed expression and chuckled, "Xiao Yan, it's always a different feeling playing with you.

You're a woman who naturally makes people lose their minds."

Zhang Yan didn't speak, only offering a forced smile.

"Xiao Yan, actually, the girls you brought are all quite good. It's a waste of their talent to make them extras,

especially Zhang Xiaoruo—she's practically a rising star!"

Director Wang had actually mentioned me, which startled me.

"Really?"

Zhang Yan looked at him.

"Of course! Don't you believe me? I just don't know if they'd even want to do this!"

Director Wang's words were full of amusement, and I stared blankly at everything inside.

Zhang Yan put her arm around Director Wang and said, seemingly unintentionally, "It takes courage to do this kind of work."

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