femme fatale

Today marks three months since the marriage of Zhou Dafu, a 60-year-old businessman, and Li Xuehua, a 30-year-old woman. Zhou Dafu lost his wife in middle age and met Li Xuehua at a brothel. They lived together 　　for
a while before getting married. Li Xuehua was not only caring and considerate towards him, but her looks and figure were also exceptional. Zhou Dafu never expected such good fortune in his later years!
In the evening, the two had a candlelight dinner at
home, drinking champagne. Xuehua, citing her husband's heart condition, forbade him from drinking too much alcohol, eating meat, or sleeping in the same room with her, because she feared his heart wouldn't be able to handle it if he got excited! Li Xuehua, who was already radiant in her daily life, was even more stunning tonight, her smile captivating
. The old man was unwilling to comply with her wishes! Moreover, since her marriage, Xuehua had become noble, elegant, and reserved, but tonight she was as alluring as a vixen, coy
and seductive like Pan Jinlian being seduced, already driving Zhou Dafu crazy! At his pleading, she agreed to sleep in the same room, but forbade him to touch her. After bathing, the couple went to bed
together . Li Xuehua's sexy nightgown was so short it barely covered her navel, revealing her cleavage. Dressed entirely in white, her
large breasts would spill out of the neckline with the slightest movement or even a laugh! She wore only underwear, her snow-white legs tinged with pink, and between her legs a small, raised mound like a large delta. From
behind, her round, large buttocks swayed from side to side, and her thick, soft hair reached her waist—truly a stunning beauty. She lay down, giving her husband a sidelong glance, her back to
him. In that fleeting moment, her seductive gaze had already captivated his soul. Zhou Dafu stripped naked, his hands and feet trembling as he forcefully ripped off her panties. Li Xuehua
shuddered , turned over and lay on her back, just as he was removing her nightgown. She closed her legs, trying to push him away with her hands, her two ripe breasts trembling. She said shyly with
a smile, "Aren't you being disobedient again?" But he seemed thirty years younger, like a wounded beast, frantically groping and kneading her breasts, squeezing and pressing them. She
sighed deeply, her large breasts heaving like giant waves, her legs going weak and easily parting. He eagerly suckled at her breasts like a hungry baby, one hand vigorously kneading her
nipples , the other gently rubbing her genitals. With each suckle, Li Xuehua went limp and motionless, her breathing rapid and heavy. As his fingers kneaded her breasts, her small mouth was half-closed,
wriggling, her upper body trembling every ten seconds or so. At this moment, his fingers could feel the wetness of her lower body. Her eyes gleamed with a lewd smile, and she
stretched whispering, "No!" No sooner had she spoken than the old man's excited spear plunged straight into her vagina. Li Xuehua felt as if she were constipated and as excited as if she had won the lottery;
her lustful pupils dilated, and she lay there, too afraid to move, like a goat being bitten by a ferocious lion. He felt forty years younger, thrusting and rotating powerfully, as if performing
a push-up in mid-air. Li Xuehua cried out "No!" but then laughed, shaking her head, half her long hair cascading over her face, like a raped girl on the verge of death.
Her pair of 37-inch large white breasts trembled slightly, then bounced, then swung wildly! Zhou Dafu felt she had never been so lewd, and his breathing became like that of
a 100-meter sprinter! In his frenzied fucking, he grabbed her large breasts with both hands, feeling her wildly beating heart and the hot breath exhaled from her nostrils. She cried out urgently,
"Kiss me!" He kissed her lips passionately, almost suffocating, and immediately pulled away. She said, "Touch my breasts, touch them hard!" He gripped
her large breasts tightly, his hands going limp—perhaps their elasticity was too amazing! "Thrust into me hard!" she cried out again in exasperation. Zhou Dafu acted like Superman, thrusting in and out at a rate of
one . Li Xuehua moaned and screamed, thrilling him. He ejaculated wildly into her, collapsing onto her, motionless. He was dead! When the paramedics arrived, Li Xuehua
was pale and naked, opening the door. Perhaps she was too shocked! But the paramedics were all amazed by her beauty! They saw her husband
's semen flowing from her lower body, and her still-trembling breasts, almost arousing them! Seeing the dead Dafu, Li Xuehua threw herself onto her husband, weeping bitterly! The paramedics' noses also
stung with tears. The forensic examination confirmed that Zhou Dafu died of a heart attack caused by excessive excitement during intercourse. The cause of death was deemed not suspicious. Shortly after, Li Xuehua inherited her husband's
60 million yuan estate. She hid at home all day, only agreeing to see friends a month later. She invited a close friend, 35-year-old real estate agent Fang Zhiyong,
to her home one evening to talk and relieve her boredom. Although Li Xuehua wasn't wearing makeup, her beauty was still undeniable. Her clothing wasn't revealing, but her voluptuous figure was almost bursting out, the fabric seemingly about to tear!
A white flower adorned her hair, and her face, dignified yet melancholic, possessed a unique beauty. She and Fang Zhiyong drank beer, and when she mentioned her deceased husband, tears welled in her eyes. Fang Zhiyong,
slightly drunk, laughed, "The dead can't be brought back to life, and besides, he was already sixty. Wouldn't it be better if he died? You'd have tens of millions more!" Li Xuehua slapped him,
shooing him away, and he quickly apologized. She said, "With my looks and figure, I can make money anywhere! People aren't plants or trees; even if you raise a dog or a cat, you'll feel affection,
let alone a person. He treated me well, so naturally I'll miss him!" Li Xuehua, recalling her painful memories, drank more and more, her face flushed, her movements sluggish, sometimes crying, sometimes
laughing, sometimes indistinguishable from crying. But suddenly she said, "You can leave now, I need to rest. Don't have any ill intentions towards me; I'm not someone to be trifled with!" After saying this, she
stumbled into her room to sleep, telling Fang Zhiyong to leave immediately and to close the door behind her. Fang Zhiyong opened and closed the door, not stepping outside. He quietly approached the door and, through the crack
, saw her lying naked on the bed. Excitedly, he climbed in, holding onto the bed, his head still above the edge. He saw Li Xuehua close her eyes, biting her lip, her hands tightly
gripping her breasts. Her breasts were too large; one hand couldn't hold them all, her ample bosom overflowing, a magnificent and alluring sight! He immediately took off his clothes and saw her raising and
lowering her legs alternately, lightly rubbing the bed, swaying left and right, sometimes lifting her buttocks off the ground, her lower body arching—it looked just like she was having sex! Suddenly, she sighed and called her husband
's name, her hands hanging down, her waist arching upwards. Fang Zhiyong could no longer resist and pounced on her, his penis immediately penetrating her vagina! Li Xuehua
screamed asked who it was. Fang Zhiyong tried to run away, but she caught his penis. She called her deceased husband's name again, hugged his head, and kissed him passionately. He thrust forcefully into her deep
hole, his chest pressing against her large breasts as he panted. Li Xuehua suddenly cried. Fang Zhiyong, thinking she recognized him, was about to cover her mouth with his hand when she
flipped over, pinning him down. Their detached genitals reunited with her powerful sitting motion. Her buttocks rose and fell, her hands clutching her
hair, crying in pain yet also laughing wickedly, "Brother Fu, I've missed you so much!" Her affection deeply moved him, and her lust excited him immensely. Especially
the force of her upper body rising and falling not only intensely stimulated his clitoris but also caused her vagina to contract, gripping him so tightly he was about to ejaculate! Moreover, she...
Her two large, firm, white breasts bounced wildly up and down! Gradually, she added swaying from side to side, making her ample breasts sway from side to side in addition to their up-and-down bounce. Sorrowful, yet possessing a unique beauty. She and Fang Zhiyong drank beer, and when she mentioned her deceased husband, her eyes were still brimming with tears. Fang Zhiyong, slightly drunk, laughed, "The dead can't be brought back to life, and besides, he was already sixty years old. Wouldn't it be better if he died? You'd have tens of millions in income!" Li Xuehua slapped him, shooing him away, and he quickly apologized. She said, "With my looks and figure, I can make money anywhere! People aren't plants or trees; even if you raise a dog or a cat, you'll feel affection, let alone a person. He treated me well, so naturally I'll miss him!" Li Xuehua, recalling her painful memories, drank more and more, her face flushed, her movements sluggish, sometimes crying, sometimes laughing, sometimes indistinguishable from crying. Suddenly, she said, "You can leave now, I need to rest. Don't have any ill intentions towards me; I'm not someone to be trifled with!" After saying this, she stumbled into her room to sleep, telling Fang Zhiyong to leave immediately and to close the door behind her. Fang Zhiyong opened and closed the door, not stepping outside. He quietly approached the door and, through the crack, saw her lying naked on the bed. Excitedly, he climbed in, holding onto the bed, his head still above the edge. He saw Li Xuehua close her eyes, bit her lip tightly, and forcefully grasp her breasts with both hands. Her breasts were too large; one hand couldn't hold them all, her ample bosom overflowing, a magnificent and alluring sight! He immediately took off his clothes and saw her raising and lowering her legs alternately, lightly rubbing the bed, swaying from side to side, sometimes lifting her buttocks off the ground, her lower body arching—it looked just like she was having sex! Suddenly, she sighed, calling her husband's name, her hands hanging down, her waist arching upwards. Fang Zhiyong could no longer bear it.

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