I slept with the prostitute who slept with my father (Part 1 & 2)

Author: my2307
Word Count: 11200
******************************************************************************* Because the previous article violated the forum rules, it was deleted. This time, I have carefully read the rules and am reposting it, hoping it will be approved. This article is adapted from the author's true experience, with some artistic embellishment. Names will be pseudonyms, but some connections remain, such as the female lead's real surname being Yao. Some plot points did not occur, which will be pointed out at the end of the article. Also, to accommodate readers who do not like first-person narration, the following text will be written in the third person. Xiao Ma in the article is me. Although there is no outline, the author has a general outline in mind. This article should be considered a medium-length novel. Due to work reasons, I do not keep a draft, and the content is not divided into chapters. I will write as I go, so please forgive any incomplete chapters. Okay, enough said, let's get to the main text. ***************************************************************************I Slept with the Female Escort Who Accompanied My Father (Part 1 & 2) This incident should have happened last year, in August 2013, though I don't remember the exact date. At that time, the Northeast branch of a certain state-owned enterprise group was bidding on a maintenance project, not a large one, only a little over ten million yuan. It was basically a pre-arranged deal, so they invited Heng'an Maintenance Engineering Company to participate as a sham bidder (if you don't understand this part, you can search it on Baidu, or just skip it; it won't affect what I'm saying). The bidding location was a four-star hotel in Jincheng (not the actual city name). Mr. Ma, the boss of Heng'an Maintenance Engineering Company, his son Xiao Ma, and a vice president of Heng'an Company, Mr. Hu, went together. After driving for several hours, they arrived at the Jincheng station and called the other party's branch. About ten minutes later, Xiao Ma was leaning against the front of the car smoking when a department manager surnamed Zhu and two others came to greet them. After a handshake and introductions, Xiao Ma listened to Mr. Ma and the other party's polite exchanges while discreetly observing the group. Manager Zhu, a man under 40, in his prime, with medium-length hair, frankly didn't look like a middle-level manager, but he was very handsome and handled things very well. Accountant Liu, a man around 47 or 48 years old, was not good at talking and was clearly the type to get things done. Here comes the key point: Yao Wei, 35-36 years old, around 167cm tall, is the deputy manager of the General Management Department (covering miscellaneous tasks such as logistics and personnel management; those in the know in state-owned enterprises understand this). She's dressed strikingly, but not in a vulgar way—a purple business skirt, black stockings, gold lace-up high heels, wavy perm hair, and a small C-cup. Overall, she exudes an elegant sexiness. What's particularly striking is her resemblance to Yao Chen, the actress from "My Own Swordsman." It's more like her mouth; the rest is similar, and they even share the same surname, Yao. Of course, Yao Wei has a more mature, sophisticated air, no less than that minor celebrity, the kind of alluring woman you'd want to pin down in bed. "It's 4 o'clock. You've come a long way, so I've booked a private room at the hotel to welcome Mr. Ma," Manager Zhu said, glancing at his watch. Following the host's lead, Xiao Ma followed in his car, while Manager Zhu led the way in a military green Middle Eastern Prado (in a state-owned enterprise branch, unless you're a senior executive, you won't have a company car). The banquet was held in a private room on the second floor of the hotel. A table laden with fresh seafood, glasses clinked, and the atmosphere quickly became lively. Yao Wei, the only woman at the table, was very cheerful and outgoing. Although she was drinking red wine, she downed her glass in one gulp. "Gentlemen, you're all drinking, I need to relieve myself." Having drunk quite a bit, Xiao Ma started to feel groggy. Besides, unlike the others at the banquet, he had other plans for the evening, so he used the excuse of needing to urinate to get some fresh air (actually, there was a restroom in the private room, but no one would make a fuss about it). "Hai Zi, where are you? I've arrived in Jincheng." Leaning back on the sofa in the lobby, Xiao Ma called his childhood friend Hai Tao. "Brother Ma, why did it take you so long to answer? I called you but you didn't answer. Didn't you say you were leaving at noon?"
The moment the call connected, a complaining voice came through. "I forgot to put my phone on silent. This is business, our first meeting. They invited me to dinner, and I couldn't refuse. So as soon as we were almost finished eating, I called you right away," Xiao Ma said without any hesitation. "Alright, hurry up, where are you? I'll come pick you up." Hearing this tone, Xiao Ma felt relieved; after all, they were childhood friends, no doubt about it. "Jincheng Hotel." Xiao Ma glanced at the clock behind the lobby desk; it was 6:40. He'd lost track of time while drinking; he should have called first. "Around 7 o'clock, I'll wait for you at the hotel entrance. Do you recognize my car?" Xiao Ma glanced at the clock behind the lobby desk; it was 6:40. Hanging up, Xiao Ma stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray and got up to head upstairs to the private room. From afar, he saw Mr. Hu swaying as he came down the stairs, holding onto the railing. Xiao Ma quickly took two steps forward. "Brother Hu, are you alright? Your alcohol tolerance isn't great, huh? All those years in the drinking scene have been for nothing." Xiao Ma teased with a laugh. "Alright, alright, I'm just helping your dad out with his drinks. If you're not satisfied, let's go upstairs and have a one-on-one fight."
Mr. Hu is naturally outgoing and friendly with everyone, treating everyone like brothers. The kind of leader in movies who's always serious and lectures people like dogs in meetings is practically nonexistent in reality. In a company, with so many people, you find all sorts, and all sorts of people have their uses. Mr. Hu is in charge of technology at Heng'an Company; he hardly participates in management and earns his living through technical work. Therefore, his personality suits him perfectly, and he doesn't offend anyone. "Okay, you're my brother, I was wrong. Want me to help you up?" Hearing this was going to be serious, Xiao Ma quickly interjected, "No, no, I'll go downstairs and calm down. You go upstairs." "Then I'll go up." Seeing that this person was alright, Xiao Ma said this and turned to go upstairs. Upon entering the private room, Xiao Ma was taken aback. Yao Wei was sitting in his old seat next to Mr. Ma, pouring him a full drink. Laughter filled the room. Seeing me come in, Yao Wei was about to get up to offer me a seat, but I smiled and waved my hand, sitting in Mr. Hu's seat, which was closer to the door. "Mr. Ma, you've been sneaking around for a while, missing out on a few rounds of drinks. Here's your penalty drink!" Yao Wei stood up, swaying her hips slightly, smiling sweetly, and offered me a toast with her glass in hand. Mr. Ma's face fell, and he drank the penalty cup. "Great! This one's for you. We haven't had a drink alone together yet," Yao Wei said, but then waved her hand at her hairline. One cup, two cups down—no choice, a beautiful woman offering a toast, refusing wouldn't be polite. I tossed my head back and drank with Yao Wei in one gulp. Mr. Ma quickly covered his glass, stopping Yao Wei from pouring him another drink. "I'll say it for you: 'Don't drink more than three times, or you'll be rebellious.' But this cup is for a few people," Mr. Ma said, refilling his own glass. "This toast is to thank Mr. Zhu for his hospitality. However, I have to leave in a bit. Some friends heard I was here today and insist on having a get-together. I'm really sorry, I have to go." "If you have friends, then invite them all over. The more friends you have, the more fun it will be!" Mr. Zhu interjected. "No, no, he's not part of this system. We wouldn't get along anyway, so I won't invite him. Mr. Zhu, I've been holding this glass for ages. Here, I'll drink this first as a sign of respect." Knowing that the conversation would never end, Xiao Ma quickly raised his glass and drank. Yao Wei tried to stop him, but to no avail. She gave Xiao Ma a flirtatious look and sat down. Damn, what a beauty. Xiao Ma felt a surge of desire after that alluring glance from Yao Wei, looking at her curvaceous figure. Manager Zhu still insisted that Xiao Ma bring his friends. Xiao Ma knew it was just a polite gesture and declined with a smile until his father, Mr. Ma, intervened. Ten minutes or so passed. Xiao Ma glanced at his watch; it was almost 7 o'clock. He got up to say goodbye, but accidentally knocked his cup to the ground. As he bent down to pick it up, he froze. Under the table, across from him, a delicate hand gently caressed the inside of the thighs of a black suit trousers, occasionally moving to the zipper, stroking it lightly with the back of the hand before moving away. A pair of long, slender legs, encased in sheer black stockings, were crossed, the raised left leg gently rubbing against the right leg of the black suit trousers. The lace-up, open-toed high heels were stretched taut, rubbing against the black suit trousers with each stroke. Xiao Ma forced himself to remain calm, picked up the cup, and got up to leave. Although he knew from the beginning that the alluring woman opposite him worked in public relations, and he had encountered many such skilled and charming female PR professionals in his work, sometimes even having a one-night stand, seeing his father enjoying such exquisite temptation right in front of him was still a huge shock. Knowing was one thing, seeing was another. Watching Mr. Ma across from him, chatting and laughing with ease, it was clear he was a seasoned veteran, as if the world beneath the table and the world outside were two separate realms, completely unconcerned. Xiao Ma gently closed the door to the private room, letting out a soft breath, but the restlessness in his heart was uncontrollable. After a while, Xiao Ma finally composed himself and headed downstairs. Outside the hotel, Hai Tao was sitting in a black Audi A6, smoking, the window half-rolled down. Xiao Ma recognized the car immediately, calling out, "Hai Zi," and strode over. Hai Tao inside visibly jolted, almost dropping his cigarette, fumbling around incoherently. Xiao Ma approached and knocked on the partially rolled-down window. Hai Tao looked embarrassed; in the passenger seat sat a woman with long, straight black hair, fixing her hair, giving him a pure smile. In the hotel lights behind them, Xiao Ma could clearly see white liquid at the corner of her mouth. Well, nothing more needed to be said; this guy had only a short time to spare and was already being forced to have oral sex. "Brother Ma, this is my girlfriend, Xiaoyu. Get in the car, we're at my house. Come with me, let's go sing at my shop first. These two beauties in the back are Tongtong and Weiwei." Opening the back door, he saw two more beauties sitting there. This guy, making his girlfriend give him oral sex in front of these two gorgeous women—how utterly shameless! Getting into the car, Xiao Ma shook hands with the two beauties, introduced himself, and then started chatting casually with Haitao, who was driving. "Both of you beauties are probably younger than me. Though it's presumptuous of me, may I ask, ladies, how old are you?"
Seeing the slightly awkward atmosphere, Xiao Ma turned to chat with the two beauties. "Weiwei and I are both 19, our birthdays are only two days apart," Tongtong replied with a smile. Tongtong was a girl in a beige dress, pink stockings, and blue open-toe high-heeled sandals—her style was quite colorful. (I have photos of her taken afterward on my phone, but unfortunately they're not from her nightclub outfit. I'll upload them together when I repost them in the original content section. Her style of dress hasn't changed. This girl seems naive, but she's actually quite complicated. I didn't contact her much to avoid any
trouble.) "19, are you in school or working?" Xiao Ma asked casually. "In school, we're in the same dorm. What about you? How old are you? In school or working?" Weiwei replied, her voice a bit sharp. Xiao Ma was taken aback. This girl was quite something. Weiwei seemed a bit cold, and her voice had an accent that sounded like she was angry, which was rare. Xiao Ma looked closely at her face and knew she wasn't angry. To be honest, Weiwei was the kind of girl who was stunning at first glance. She was gorgeous and dazzling, much prettier than Tongtong. Of course, it could also be due to makeup, but she was clearly naturally beautiful. It was just a pity her accent was a bit off. "Me? I work, nine to five, almost thirty. Calling me 'brother' won't be a bad deal for you guys," Xiao Ma replied. "Liar! Hai said you're a rich kid, and you work nine-to-five." Weiwei teased Xiao Ma with her unique accent, glaring at Hai Tao in the rearview mirror. Hai Tao happened to be looking over and gave a wry smile. "I am a rich kid, I've never denied it. Rich kids are normal people too, they have to go to work and do chores," Xiao Ma said, looking at their inquisitive faces. "There are many 'rich kids' like you're talking about, but generally speaking, they're a minority. Everyone has the urge to do something, and that doesn't contradict enjoying life; it's all about spiritual pursuits. Everyone's spiritual level is different. Those 'rich kids' who only think about having fun or are lawless usually come from nouveau riche families. Money comes too easily, and their spiritual pursuits haven't kept up." "What he said makes so much sense, I'm speechless." Tongtong clenched her fists, rested them on her chin, and looked at Xiao Ma with her big, watery eyes, trying to look cute. "I don't understand, but it sounds impressive." Xiao Yu in the front seat also gave Xiao Ma a jab. "Okay, I surrender. So, do you want to rob me, or rob me, or rob me? This rich second-generation sells his body, not his talent," Xiao Ma said, raising his hands. Laughter and banter filled the car, livening up the atmosphere. Ten minutes later, the car stopped at the edge of a brightly lit street. Xiao Ma opened the door and looked around. Neon lights illuminated the entire street like daytime. Bars, KTVs, discos, and slow-rock bars stretched as far as the eye could see. Hai Tao's shop was located here. After parking, Hai Tao led Xiao Ma and three girls into a building near the parking lot. They took the elevator to the 7th floor and entered a dimly lit bar flashing laser lights. Xiao Ma hesitated for a moment, then looked up at the sign at the entrance: "8090s Slow-Road Bar," and followed them inside. Tongtong and Weiwei seemed to be regulars, frequently greeting the pretty girls and handsome guys passing by. Xiao Ma hadn't been to a place like this for two years—no, he hadn't been since graduating from university. He usually only interacted with middle-aged people; this place seemed to be a young person's world. Was he getting old? Haitao went to the bar and chatted with the bartender for a few moments before returning to pat Xiao Ma's arm. "Brother Ma, let's go upstairs. Nothing's changed; it's still a KTV. Let's talk upstairs; it's too noisy here."
Haitao called out to Xiao Ma. Haitao led Xiao Ma along the edge of the dance floor crowd, up the first staircase to the 8th floor, told the KTV receptionist, and got a large private room. Just as they sat down, two young men came in carrying baskets of snacks and beer. Xiaoyu, with Tongtong and Weiwei, wandered around the karaoke machine. "Brother Ma, it's been almost a year since we last met. Come on, let's have a toast." Haitao opened two bottles of beer, handed one to Xiao Ma, clinked them together, and said. Being both Northeastern men, they gulped down half a bottle and smiled at each other. "Haizi, when did you turn this floor into a bar? You didn't even say a word. It's good that your brother came to help you out. You did something wrong!" Xiao Ma teased him. "There's no other way. If we don't change, we're doomed. The KTV industry is declining, as you know. These days, every KTV needs a large, lavish storefront. My shop is on the 7th floor, and the entrance on the 1st floor is just competing with other places. There are barbecue restaurants and cafes everywhere. The first two years after opening were okay; the customer traffic was good. That's because the street was newly developed, and there weren't many residents. You were here when it opened too. There were only one or two KTVs popping up on the street. Two years ago, the city gave us a policy to support the entertainment industry, offering tax rebates. Good grief, they all jumped in, leaving my place deserted. Later, I consulted a guru who gave me advice: convert the first floor into a dance hall, and take over the ninth floor to make guest rooms. That saved the business." Haitao laughed and was about to clink glasses with Xiaoma again. Xiaoma, however, showed no joy. He dodged Haitao's bottle, pondering the idea of taking over the ninth floor, his expression growing increasingly somber. "Tell me, how much did you borrow this time?" Xiao Ma said in a deep voice. Tongtong and Weiwei turned to look at him. "Nine million," Haitao said nonchalantly. "Damn it, are you crazy?" Xiao Ma's curse followed immediately. Xiaoyu obviously knew, and remained calm, but Tongtong and Weiwei's surprise was obvious. "It was a bit risky, but it's all over now. The loan from the Industrial and Commercial Bank of China was approved in March." Xiao Ma breathed a sigh of relief, but his heavy expression didn't completely disappear. Instead, he fell into deep thought. Haitao was a very decisive and intelligent man, but he sincerely admired his older brother. Seeing that Xiao Ma didn't continue to scold him, he also breathed a sigh of relief. "At the time, there was no other way. After two years of business, we hadn't even recouped our principal, and we owed a huge amount of money. If we didn't continue borrowing, we would be dead. Borrowing gave us a chance to survive," Xiao Ma continued to explain. Seeing that the atmosphere had eased, Tongtong interjected and asked. "Brother Tao, is it a loan from a loan shark? I always see those scenes on TV, with interest compounding, like 'nine out, thirteen back'—can you ever pay off that much interest?" Xiao Ma chuckled in exasperation, pointing at Hai Tao. "Hai Zi, you explain it to her." Hai Tao, hearing Xiao Ma's laughter, finally felt relieved. He looked at Tong Tong with approval and began to explain, "You shouldn't watch too many gangster movies. 'Nine out, thirteen back'—loans do exist, but such large sums are rare, and they're illegal. What I borrowed is a private financing channel, semi-legal, skirting the law. The interest rate is definitely higher than bank loan rates, but not as high as you're saying. It's usually one percent interest. You might not understand, so let me give you an example: if I borrow 1 million, I should pay back 1.12 million after a year. Do you understand now? But if it's a one-year loan, the interest rate is lower than bank loan rates, making it more affordable." Tong Tong listened intently, seemingly understanding, yet still having some questions. "But that's still not appropriate. Borrowing money to open a bar or KTV, you can't possibly break even in a year, two years, three years, the interest will just keep going up. Why not just take out a bank loan from the start?" "This involves risk assessment. You've asked the wrong person. Ask your brother Ma. That's what he does. Corporate management risk assessment, engineering risk assessment, financial policy risk assessment, that's his specialty." Haitao continued, turning the conversation to Xiao Ma next to him. Xiao Ma sighed helplessly. "I never said I was over it, Tongtong. You've never dealt with bank loans before, so you wouldn't understand. I can't explain this in a short time if I'm too technical. Let me put it simply: banks generally lend in three ways. First, policy-based loans, which are given to the government itself for urban construction or to companies supported by the policy. Second, mortgage loans, where you need to have something appraised at 1 million yuan and prove you have a stable income to repay it. They'll lend you about 600,000 yuan, which is about 60% of the appraised value. Third, corporate loans, which are based on the company's revenue or the risk assessment of the project contract. The company needs to have been operating for more than two years and have a reasonable cash flow before they can lend to you. This is the most difficult way to get a loan, but Hai Zi's KTV can only get a loan this way." Xiao Ma explained briefly and then stopped talking. Tongtong seemed very interested in these things, but seeing that Xiao Ma wasn't very talkative, she didn't ask any more questions. Just then, the music started playing, and Xiao Yu picked up the microphone and started singing. "It's obvious we made a mistake, we just glanced at each other..." The song was called "Sharing Loneliness," a Cantonese song, quite nice. Xiao Ma sighed; he'd missed out on so much in the past two years. "Hai Zi, how did you meet Xiao Yu? I've never heard you mention having a girlfriend." "We met last year when things weren't going well. A year has passed in the blink of an eye, and we haven't even had an anniversary or anything." Hai Tao opened two more bottles of wine, handed one to Xiao Ma, and looked at Xiao Yu singing on stage with a hint of emotion. Xiao Yu seductively wiggled her pert bottom, blew Hai Tao a kiss, and continued singing. "We've been through thick and thin together, no, you've struck gold, at least she's not after your money," Xiao Ma joked. "Hehe, I won't hide it from you, back then, I was so broke I was practically turning my hair white, so I was thinking of doing something shady, like hiring prostitutes to sing with me. I found a few pimps to help, and while I got plenty of prostitutes, they weren't high-class enough, so I set my sights on Jincheng Foreign Affairs College. At that time, Xiao Yu was working as a pimp there, helping the female students find clients." Hai Tao said without any hesitation. Xiao Ma glanced at Xiao Yu on stage, singing and swaying seductively. She was wearing a dark black office lady suit, her long, straight legs were exposed, and her long, straight black hair reached her waist. He thought to himself, "Looks are average 75, figure 90, temperament 95. I really don't see any hint of prostitution. You'd think she was a white-collar worker." "Why did you decide to go to the school to find pimps? Aren't you afraid of creating conflicts of interest by blocking their path to wealth?"
Xiao Ma asked curiously. It was true; although both were prostitutes, prostitutes in the real world and part-time prostitutes in brothels were two separate circles. While there weren't any real organized crime groups in China, involving vested interests could cause a lot of trouble, including seemingly unrelated departments like fire, sanitation, police, and urban management. They were all intricately intertwined. While there weren't any major problems, dealing with such a large network was very troublesome. "Trouble is trouble, but this is a small problem. The real problem is the quality of the prostitutes not improving. One day I was driving past the Foreign Affairs College and saw groups of..." The student suddenly realized, "This is the biggest talent pool in the whole of Jincheng! Think about it, what does the Foreign Affairs College do?" Haitao took out his cigarette case, lit a cigarette for Xiao Ma, a Hongtashan, 10 yuan a pack, not a good cigarette. He continued, "The Foreign Affairs College is a place that trains flight attendants, tour guides, etiquette models, and ceremony hosts. There are nearly 2,000 people, and more than 80% of them are beauties. And their temperament and figures are far superior to the prostitutes in society. Unlike music academies and film academies, where they are picked up by luxury cars and act all arrogant. Most importantly, the girls here are like leeks, one batch after another, with a new batch of girls every year."
Xiao Ma chuckled as he listened, "Watch out, those three girls upstairs are from the Foreign Affairs College, they'll come over and beat you up later." Weiwei immediately cooperated, pretending to be angry and glaring at Haitao, raising her hand to hit him. Haitao raised his hand to beg for mercy, while Tongtong was focused on flipping through the playlist, seemingly not hearing anything. "At that time, I made up my mind to contact the pimps at the Foreign Affairs College. So I mobilized my brothers and friends and contacted them for two days. I got Xiaoyu's phone number from one of my buddies. When I called, Xiaoyu was doing her job. As soon as the call connected, before I could say anything, I heard moaning and groaning all over the other end." Xiao Ma obviously didn't expect Haitao to talk about his girlfriend doing her job in front of him. Although he and Haitao had never taken sex seriously since they were young, and they had lost their virginity together on the belly of the big-butt slut next door in junior high school, it was a past he didn't want to recall. (If any netizens are interested in this history, I will find an opportunity to write it down, or maybe add a prequel or recollection after this article is finished.) But after all, this was not an unrelated woman, but Haizi's current girlfriend. Although Xiao Ma was a little embarrassed at this moment, the excitement in his heart gradually rose, and his heart began to beat faster. His lower body, which had been swollen because of Yao Wei's lewdness, had finally subsided, but now it was starting to engorge again. Haitao naturally noticed that Xiaoma's crotch was starting to bulge, but he didn't seem to care. Unlike the embarrassment of being caught by Xiaoma in the car, or perhaps not wanting to pretend in front of his childhood friend, he had now adapted to his new identity in Xiaoma's eyes and seemed to enjoy confiding in others about it. He then changed the subject. He continued, "I was so annoyed at the time. Xiaoyu was over there moaning 'Ah! Ah!' while asking me in a low voice, 'Who are you? How do you have this phone number?'" Just then, Xiaoyu finished singing, and the volume of the speaker was getting lower and lower. Xiaoyu heard this sentence clearly. She rolled her eyes at Haitao, handed the phone to Tongtong, and turned around to sit on the other side of Haitao as if nothing had happened. It was clear that this wasn't the first time Haitao had talked about his girlfriend's past in front of his friends. On the other side, Tongtong and Weiwei didn't take it seriously either, continuing to sing and cover songs. As Haitao reached out and touched his girlfriend's smooth, unstockinged thigh, he continued, "I told her I got her number from a friend and wanted to talk to her about some business. I remember I was very sincere, but she acted like she didn't hear me. There was no response. It took a while before I realized from her voice that she was still doing her thing in a top position and wasn't answering the phone at all! Ugh!" Xiaoyu pinched Haitao's waist and glared at him, saying, "I didn't hear what you said. I didn't even want to answer the phone. That fatso said, 'Answer it, and do it while you're on top.'" "I was moving around on top, and it's too tiring to raise my hand to answer the phone, so I just threw the phone on the bed." Hai Tao's lower body also started to get engorged, and his hands became even more restless, running down the inside of his OL uniform skirt to caress his thighs. Suddenly, he remembered what he had said earlier, "Oh right, I was feeling down at the time and pressed the record button on my phone without telling you. Let me check if I have a recording of that time on my phone." Xiao Yu initially thought Hai Tao was talking nonsense, but when she saw him actually pull out his Samsung phone and search through it, she said coquettishly, "You actually recorded it? You pervert!" Hai Tao dodged... Xiaoyu reached for her phone with her slender, jade-like hand. "I didn't know you back then, so I just recorded it. Hmm, I found it." The music was still playing, and Tongtong was still singing a love song in her colorful little dress. Haitao turned the phone volume up to the maximum and placed it on the coffee table. Xiaoyu's voice and that of a strange man came from the phone. Although Tongtong's singing was quite loud from the speaker, Xiaoma and the other two were very close to the phone, and Xiaoyu's shouts of "Ah, ah" were still clearly audible. Tongtong on the stage seemed to have heard something, glanced over, and then continued singing along with the music. "Ah, ah, brother... brother... big cock brother... ah. ah!... brother's cock is so big, ah... so thick, ah... woo woo... fuck me, fuck me,... ah..." "Slut, um... tell me! Aren't you a big slut, um... your ass is so strong, um... it feels so good to sit on, um..." "Yes, I'm a slut, my cunt is for brother to fuck, ah... brother... fuck me... fuck me hard... give me all of brother's semen... ah... um... I want it. ah..." "Look at your big cunt, ah... these tits... um... so soft... um" "Ah... brother, touch gently... ah... my breasts... ah... all yours... gently rub them... ah..." "I can't take it anymore, um... change positions, ah... you're on the bottom... I'm going to fuck you from above..."
"Brother... Brother... Give it to me, I want your semen..." "Ugh, I pulled it out... Come back, I want you to fuck me, come on, put it in my little hole, I want more... Ah!... So big, ah... I'm filled up... Ah..." Xiao Ma listened with great interest while looking at Xiao Yu across from him, whose face was flushed. Xiao Yu's bare, slender legs were rubbing against each other, and the decadence of desire seemed to drip from her hazy eyes. "Ah...brother...mmm...faster...harder...ah...not deep enough...sister wants it deeper...ah...sister's little hole...deep inside...mmm...want brother's...brother's big cock...ah...put sister's legs on brother's shoulders...mmm...mmm...so deep...big cock...
big cock..." "Slut...mmm...your little hole is so tight...it feels so good, ah...mmm." "Ah...my little hole feels so good...ah...sister's little hole will always belong to brother...ah...harder...
ah...don't lick sister's feet,...it's so itchy...ah...fuck me...cock...cock...ah...brother is so perverted, ah...toes...ah...all five toes are inside...ah..." "These little feet, so white,mmm...mmm...so fragrant...mmm...mmm. Almost there...ah...almost there..."
…“Shoot it into me…brother…ah…shoot it into my mouth…ah…I want to eat it…um…brother’s semen shoot into me.” “Ah…wrap it…um…use your tongue…um…circle…um…you’re so good at wrapping…ah…ah…ah…I’m coming. Ah…” The sounds of sex stopped there, leaving only the heavy breathing of a man and a woman. After a long while, other sounds came. “…Brother, are you tired? Brother…you’re so good at fucking me…fuck me to death…hehe.” Xiao Ma thought there would be more sex, but the sounds stopped abruptly. Tongtong and Weiwei had gathered around at some point. The accompaniment music on the record player continued, but from the increasingly restless breathing of the five people present, it was clear that no one was in the mood to sing anymore. Haitao got up and beckoned Xiao Ma to go upstairs. Tongtong, with dazed eyes, hugged Xiao Ma’s waist, and Weiwei, behind her, tidied her sweat-dampened hair and followed. At the door of room 0927, Haitao took out a key card, opened the door, and led Xiao Ma and the other two inside. He then inserted the key card into the wall and said, "Brother Ma, I'm in room 0928 next door, goodnight." Before Xiao Ma could say anything, Haitao had already closed the door. Xiao Ma turned to look at Tongtong and Weiwei beside him. Tongtong was quite bold, pulling Xiao Ma towards the bed. Wenwen, on the other hand, slowly removed her makeup and turned on the hot water in the bathtub. Xiao Ma sat on the edge of the bed, hugged Tongtong's waist, and took the initiative to kiss Tongtong's small mouth, which was painted with pink lip gloss. Tongtong was not to be outdone, her fragrant tongue darting out. While enjoying Tongtong's soft little red tongue, Xiao Ma's hands began to climb up her soft breasts. Wow, they're really not small. No wonder she's so petite and slender; all the nutrients have gone to her breasts. While kissing Xiao Ma, Tongtong kicked off her blue peep-toe high heels. Her nimble little hands caressed Xiao Ma's neck, and her jade-like feet, encased in pink stockings, curved down his thighs towards his genitals, finally stopping at the zipper. She lightly pressed down on it, finding it very comfortable. On the other side, Weiwei finished dressing, took off her high heels, and stepped onto the bed next to Xiao Ma. She lifted the hem of her deep purple nightclub dress, revealing her long, slender legs in black stockings. Her 170cm height made her lower body appear exceptionally sexy. She gently massaged her legs, pulling down her stockings. Xiao Ma watched with lust, reaching out to gently stroke Weiwei's straight legs. Meanwhile, Tongtong's pink feet carefully unzipped Xiao Ma's zipper and slipped inside. "Stop it!" Weiwei slapped away the hand that was bothering her. Vivi's distinctive accent didn't stop Xiao Ma's hands from resting; instead, they became even more brazen, tracing their way up his silk-clad legs to his pert buttocks beneath his dress. Vivi rolled her eyes at Xiao Ma, then grabbed his head and planted a kiss on his cheek. Her French kiss technique was quite skillful. Tongtong's head was pushed away, making her look quite angry. She knelt down, her snow-white hands unbuckling Xiao Ma's suit trousers belt, and slipping them through the gap in his shirt into his underwear, playing with it. Feeling Tongtong's soft little hands caressing his precious child, Xiao Ma removed his shirt. After a while, his fleshy lips parted, leaving long strands of saliva. Weiwei licked her lower lip, seemingly still wanting more. She took off her dress and turned to walk towards the bathtub, unhooking her purple lace bra and small purple panties, which she casually tossed onto the floor behind her. With the bathroom door wide open, she slid into the bathtub, her naked, snow-white body supported by her hands. She turned her head and looked at the lustful couple outside the bathroom with amusement, enjoying this live sex show. Xiao Ma lifted Tongtong, who was licking his belly with her little tongue while skillfully playing with his glans. He quickly took off his clothes, pants, shoes, and socks, and carried Tongtong to the bed. Tongtong leaned over and lay on Xiao Ma's chest, her little hands stroking it. Her pink-stockinged legs rubbed against Xiao Ma's manhood. Xiao Ma was fully erect, lying on his back in a starfish position. He reached forward, trying to unbutton Tongtong's beige dress, but the angle was wrong, and he couldn't get it open. Tongtong laughed, propped herself up, stretched out her legs, and straddled Xiao Ma's stomach. While unbuttoning her dress, she asked, "Brother Ma, do you have a girlfriend?" Xiao Ma played with Tongtong's pink-stockinged feet, looked up at her delicate face as she removed her sea-blue earrings, and asked. "Well, we're getting married in the second half of this year." A fleeting look of disappointment crossed Tongtong's face as she unhooked her snow-white cotton bra, smiling as she said, "Congratulations! Remember to invite me to the wedding, okay? We can sneak off to the bridal chamber, hehe." Hearing this, Xiao Ma felt his manhood grow even larger, pressing against Tongtong's cool back and feeling a burning heat against it. Tongtong puffed out her proud, snow-white breasts, her small hands reaching behind her back to stroke them a couple of times. Xiao Ma couldn't resist any longer. Without waiting for the girl to take off her beige dress and stockings, he turned around, pinned Tongtong down, and kissed her large, pink nipple. "Mmm..." Tongtong groaned comfortably, her arms encircling Xiao Ma's neck. At the same time, Xiaoyu's uniquely seductive moans came from behind the wall behind the bed. "Brother...
brother...fuck me...ah...my pussy feels so good...ah..." Tongtong and Xiaoma were stunned for a moment. Well, the soundproofing was really not good, but the atmosphere was even more ambiguous. Xiaoma stuck out his tongue and licked the girl's pink nipples, one hand supporting his body, the other hand was not idle, stroking the pert buttocks wrapped in the dress. "Ah...ah...my little pussy is so itchy...fill it up, ah..." Accompanied by the moaning of Haizi and Xiaoyu next door, Xiaoma knelt up, lifted Tongtong's two pairs of pink stockings and jade legs, pulled off the white cotton panties and looked at the 19-year-old girl in front of him. Xiaoma couldn't help but sigh, she was really top-notch. She was 160 cm tall but had such long and slender jade legs, D-cup breasts, and although her face was a bit ordinary, it was still exquisite. Of course, she couldn't compare to Weiwei. Weiwei was someone who lived off her face. Thinking of this, he turned his head to look into the bathroom. In the bathtub, Weiwei was resting her chin on the edge of the bathtub, smiling and watching intently. Seeing this, Tongtong pouted, reached out and turned Xiao Ma's head back, then stood up and asked for a kiss. Xiao Ma savored Tongtong's lips and tongue while reaching out to touch her vulva; it was already overflowing with moisture. Xiao Ma slowly stroked Tongtong's petals, sometimes touching her clitoris, sometimes tentatively inserting his middle finger a little and then pulling it out, teasing Tongtong little by little, but not going deep inside. "Mmm...mmm..." Tongtong was in great discomfort, unlike the heart-wrenching cries from the other side of the wall; Tongtong's voice conveyed a feeling of wanting but being unable to. This lasted for about five or six minutes. Tongtong finally couldn't resist and released her arms from Xiao Ma's neck, her eyes glazed over as she pouted, "Mmm!!! You're so mean, give it to me, give it to me." Xiao Ma smiled, but his hands no longer hesitated. His middle finger plunged deep into her forbidden zone, teasing, vibrating, rubbing. Watching Tongtong's desire grow increasingly uncontrollable, before she reached her climax, he suddenly pulled his finger out, held it up to her face, and playfully waved it. His entire palm was wet with her juices, which dripped from his fingertips onto Tongtong's face. Tongtong, her eyes still glazed, swallowed his middle finger, sucking it repeatedly. "Give it to me, Brother Ma, give it to me, I want it." At the same time, the lewd panting from across the wall abruptly stopped. Clearly, Haitao and Xiaoyu's first wave was over. Xiao Ma didn't bother with any more foreplay, his red-hot penis thrusting hard into her
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