The Passionate Love Affair of Daughter-in-Law Xu Ying

Chapter One: A Warm Family ---
Old Sun's real name is Sun Zhengde. He's actually not old; he's only forty-seven this year and is the Deputy Director of the Hunan Provincial Department of Finance. People call him Old Sun mainly because Sun Wukong (the Monkey King) often refers to himself as "Old Sun"—initially, only a few mahjong partners called him that, but gradually everyone around him started calling him "Old Sun." However, this Old Sun is not that "Old Sun." He's 1.75 meters tall, with a robust build and dignified appearance; no one would compare the two.
Enough of the chit-chat.
At the outermost edge of the vegetable market is a row of street vendors, among whom is a woman around forty years old named Wang Ying. Old Sun often buys from her. Mainly because Wang Ying's dishes are exquisite and often have some new variations.
Today, Old Sun has his eye on a dish—Gardenia jasminoides (or yellow gardenia jasminoides). The green gardenia jasminoides is soaking in clear water, served in a large bowl, making Old Sun's mouth water. (Note: Yellow gardenia is a Chinese medicinal herb with the effects of clearing heat and detoxifying. Its flowers can be blanched in boiling water, mixed with some green peppers, and stir-fried with clear oil. It tastes especially delicious... Old Sun loves this dish the most.) "Director Sun, what kind of vegetables do you want to buy today?"
Wang Ying greeted her with a smile when she saw her old customer arrive.
"Xiao Wang, half a jin, please..."
Old Sun pointed to the bowl of gardenia flowers. "...How much?"
Wang Ying rummaged through a plastic bag in a tattered basket and said, "This stuff is precious, it costs 10 yuan a jin. And it's in season, so if you like it, buy more. You can soak it in water at home and keep it for a few days."
Hearing this, Old Sun took out ten yuan: "Then give me a jin."
He said, "Gardenia flowers are good to eat, they clear heat, detoxify, and stimulate the appetite. It's a pity that they're only available for a few days a year..."
At this moment, a young woman came over, bringing a faint fragrance, and chimed in, "Yes, our He Jiong from Hunan TV has a song called 'Gardenia Blossoms,' which is being sung everywhere on the streets now—you've heard it, right?"
Old Sun smelled the faint fragrance emanating from the young woman, and his heart skipped a beat. He stood up to examine her closely.
Wang Ying said, "You mean that pretty boy who hosts 'Happy Camp'? What songs does he even know? He even got 'gardenia' (栀子花) wrong, he got the 'branch' (枝) of 'flower' wrong! I think Wang Han is better, that guy is really good at arranging things, I quite like him."
The young woman giggled, "Auntie, you're really funny..."
She then lifted her skirt and squatted down in front of Wang Ying's vegetable stall, "Half a jin (250g) too."
Old Sun glanced at the young woman's bare white feet and pink cloth shoes, but then decided it wasn't appropriate to linger and hurried out of the market, heading home. He looked back again at the corner; the young woman was still squatting there, unmoved... Old Sun lived in Yujia New Village, a high-end residential area in the city, near the suburbs of Changsha, quiet and peaceful. The landscaping was excellent, and the property management was particularly good, but the fees were a bit expensive.
He bumped into Chen Hongzhuan in the stairwell. It was his name during the Cultural Revolution, meaning "both red and expert." He greeted Old Sun with a smile, "Director Sun, going to buy groceries?"
Old Sun smiled back, "Yes, Old Chen, going out?"
Chen Hongzhuan said, "My son's back. He's waiting for me at the door, saying we're going to Yinzhou for dinner."
He then hurried downstairs.
Old Sun couldn't help but envy Chen Hongzhuan, remembering he'd been home alone for almost two months, and shook his head. A while later, he reached the third floor, opened the door, and suddenly froze.
On the red carpet by the door lay a pair of pink women's high heels, the same color as the cloth shoes the young woman had worn at the market. The heels were slender and shiny black, and the two heels side by side looked like two black jade pillars.
Was it his daughter-in-law, Xu Ying, returning? Just as Old Sun was thinking this, he heard a clear voice from the kitchen: "Dad, is that you?"
A young woman emerged, with bangs, dressed in sportswear, looking very energetic, and with two dimples on her face. At first glance, she looked like the famous actress Xu Qing.
Old
Sun asked in surprise, "Yingying? Why are you back in Changsha?"
Xu Ying leaned against the railing on the split-level building and said coquettishly, "I came back to keep Dad company, is that not allowed?"
"Sure, sure, sure!"
Old Sun nodded hurriedly, changing his shoes as he did so. "You should have called when you got back, I could have arranged a car to pick you up."
Xu Ying smiled and said, "How could I trouble Dad, no, Director Sun? I took a taxi back myself."
She took the groceries from Old Sun's hands. "I bought so much, I'm almost done cooking."
Xu Ying walked towards the kitchen, but just as she was about to enter, she suddenly turned back and smiled: "Dad, I put chili peppers in all the dishes today!"
She then made a face.
"What a little devil!" Old Sun's heart skipped a beat. He stood frozen at the door for a few seconds before snapping out of his daze. He was about to go to the kitchen to help his wife when he called out, "Yingying, you just got back, take a rest. I'll do the cooking."
He hurried towards the kitchen. Before
he'd gone far, Xu Ying came out carrying a small rice cooker in both hands: "I've already made three dishes. Dad, do you want me to stir-fry another one?"
Old Sun said, "Three dishes are enough. How much can the two of us eat? Let me see what Yingying made."
He went into the kitchen and saw two dishes already prepared on the counter: one with cucumber and ham, and the other with stir-fried green peppers and dried tofu. The water in the pot hadn't boiled yet, but several finely sliced winter melon pieces were already bubbling inside—it was winter melon and pork soup.
Xu Ying followed him in, carrying a large white porcelain bowl with blue and white decorations. A small handful of scallions were already placed inside. "Dad, the soup's ready, we can eat now. Doesn't my cooking look nice?"
Old Sun nodded, saying, "Not bad, not bad! A lighter flavor is good, especially in this hot weather… It looks nice too, but I wonder how it tastes?"
"Dad, you should try it first."
Xu Ying immediately handed him a pair of chopsticks, extending them towards Old Sun.
"Oh, okay!"
Old Sun turned to take the chopsticks from Xu Ying, and in a flash, he saw Xu Ying's pretty face less than a foot away, her big eyes blinking playfully at him. His hand trembled, and one chopstick slipped from his grasp, bouncing on the countertop before falling to the floor.
Old Sun reached out to catch it, but missed, and the chopstick fell to the ground. He hurriedly bent down to pick it up. Xu Ying let out a soft "Ah!" as their heads bumped lightly.
Old Sun quickly reached out to help Xu Ying up, saying, "Are you alright? It's all my fault... Sigh, I'm getting old, my hands and feet aren't as nimble as they used to be."
They both stood up. Xu Ying lowered her head, then squatted down again to pick up the chopsticks, saying, "Dad, what do you mean by 'getting old'? You're just talking nonsense."
She placed the chopsticks on the table and carried the two dishes out.
Seeing that Xu Ying didn't look up at him, Old Sun felt uneasy but didn't know what to say. He hesitated for a moment, noticing Xu Ying hadn't come in. He thought to himself, "It was just a little touch, it's nothing. My wife shouldn't be angry, right?" As he thought this, he felt his hands gradually warming up; the soup was boiling.
Old Sun quickly turned off the stove, picked up the iron pot, and carefully poured the soup into a large blue-and-white porcelain bowl. He called out to the outside, "Yingying, the soup is ready."
"Coming!"
Xu Ying replied crisply from outside, walking in. "Dad, take the soup out; I'll get the bowls and chopsticks."
Old Sun quickly replied, "Okay, okay."
Xu Ying opened the sterilizer, took out two sets of bowls and chopsticks, and a soup spoon. "Alright, let's eat."
The father-in-law and daughter-in-law walked to the dining room together. Old Sun secretly glanced at her, and couldn't help but think that Xu Ying's pretty face still had a slight blush fading.
The two sat down. Old Sun first tasted both dishes, then drank a small spoonful of soup, praising, "Hmm, not bad, Yingying's cooking is getting better and better, quite skillful."
Receiving Old Sun's approval, Xu Ying's face lit up with a smile, and she quickly picked up a slice of ham and put it in Old Sun's bowl, saying, "Thank you, Dad, then eat some more."
Looking at Xu Ying's happy and slightly playful expression, Old Sun's thoughts resurfaced: Shanghai girls are definitely more open and spoiled than Changsha girls… Old Sun ate a couple of mouthfuls of rice, straightened his expression, and asked, "Yingying, didn't you say you'd go to the Li River to be with Sun Wei and your sister after you finished your business in Guangxi? Why are you back?"
Xu Ying replied, "What Li River? The filming in the Li River is finished, and now they've gone to Mount Hua. I don't want to go to Mount Hua; I've been there a few times, and there's nothing fun about it."
"Goed to Mount Hua?"
Old Sun was taken aback. "That kid Sun Wei didn't even call me, really."
"Dad!"
Xu Ying put another piece of ham on Old Sun's plate. "Don't blame Sun Wei, blame that Zhang Jizhong. I don't think he's a good person at all. He's seventy or eighty years old and still has long hair. I heard he's the most troublesome person..."
The father-in-law and daughter-in-law chatted casually. The chandelier in the dining room cast a golden glow, illuminating the area around the dining table. The living room lights were still off. The father-in-law and daughter-in-law ate their meal under the lamplight—what a warm and cozy scene!
Meanwhile, far away in Huashan, the film crew had begun shooting night scenes...
--- Chapter Two:
Night Rain in Xiaoxiang --- In April, Changsha was already celebrating the passing of the spring chill, making its nightlife vibrant and colorful. Whether it was the bustling Huangxing Road pedestrian street or the beautiful riverside avenue, neon lights and bustling crowds were everywhere. People seemed to have forgotten about sleep. The loud shouts of vendors in the night market and the soft murmurs of couples under the willow trees along the Xiangjiang River created a complex blend of restlessness and tranquility.
In Yujia New Village, far out in the suburbs, Old Sun was also awake.
Thick mist seeped in through the open window; Yuelu Mountain was shrouded in darkness, oppressively black. Dark clouds began to gather in the sky, surging rapidly, occasionally revealing a sliver of blinding white—a thunderstorm was imminent.
Old Sun got out of bed and stood by the window. Everything seemed still; Yujia Lake was quiet, even the mosquitoes were lying in wait. The willow branches below the window began to sway gently, and the air began to move. Old Sun took a few deep breaths, sensing the fresh, earthy scent in the wind. A frog croaked a few times, and then the croaking grew louder, large and small, near and far, interspersed with the chirping of insects.
Old Sun was even more wide awake; this late spring night! He recalled a folk song from his youth: "Frogs croak, water flows wide, young men yearn for their wives, young women yearn for their dowries..." Old Sun glanced at the alarm clock on the table; it was almost three o'clock. Suddenly remembering the living room balcony window was probably still open, he grabbed a pair of slippers and headed outside. He stopped abruptly as soon as he opened the door. There was still light in the living room; his wife must still be awake. For the past two months, his wife had often stayed up late watching TV alone. Old Sun, who also slept little, had noticed his wife's behavior but had never interfered. As someone with experience, he understood her feelings perfectly. Was longing for one's husband also a part of Chinese culture?
Old Sun peered into the living room. The 43-inch rear projector was on, but there was no signal; the volume was turned down to the minimum, leaving only a densely packed, flickering screen. Under the screen's light, the yellow sofa seemed to be coated with a silvery sheen.
Xu Ying, wearing a black silk nightgown, leaned languidly against the sofa, her eyes hazy, staring intently at the television screen. A pair of long, slender legs extended from the nightgown, resting on the coffee table. Her flawless feet, slightly crossed, revealed pink toenails that shimmered alluringly under the lamplight, tempting one to hold them and examine them closely. Beside her feet sat a tall glass, still half-full of liquid, reflecting a crimson glow under the fluorescent light. Next to it lay an overturned wine bottle, but no wine had spilled, indicating it was empty. Old Sun, startled, rushed out of the room
and into the living room: "Yingying, why did you drink so much by yourself… Go to bed, be careful not to catch a cold, it's going to rain heavily."
Xu Ying slightly raised her head, saw it was Old Sun, and softly patted him a few times, lazily saying, "Dad, sit down…" before
tilting her head back.
Old Sun stood before Xu Ying, his eyes dazzled by the sight of her long, white legs resting on the coffee table. He could vaguely see several bluish veins on her calves, seemingly constantly flowing. Looking further up, he saw the young woman's body completely exposed beneath her white nightgown.
His wife wasn't wearing anything underneath! Old Sun's mind went blank, his breath quickening.
He hadn't been with a woman for almost five years since his wife's death, and in that instant, he felt an overwhelming urge to pounce on her. Forcing himself to remain calm, Old Sun bent down and took Xu Ying's hand: "Come on, Yingying, go to bed..."
Xu Ying was still somewhat conscious. Pulled by Old Sun, she naturally sat up, her full breasts rising and falling with the momentum. Old Sun's eyes widened, and he swallowed hard: "Silly girl, why did you drink so much?"
"Um... Dad..."
Xu Ying suddenly stood up, her arms wrapped around Old Sun's neck like snakes. "Sun Wei doesn't love me..."
Old Sun didn't have time to react; he only felt a fiery body embrace him, his mind already a blur. He seemed to feel his wife pressing her pretty face against his chest, murmuring, "He's been gone for two months... Dad... call him back... Dad..." A pang of sadness rose in
Old Sun's heart. The young couple had been married for over a year, yet they rarely spent time together; it was hard on Xu Ying. Thinking of this, he lovingly put his arms around Xu Ying's shoulders and said, "It's because Awei is disobedient. He didn't go to the job he was given, but insisted on going into that circle... Yingying, it's really hard on you... Just get a good night's sleep tonight. Come on, let's go to the room. It's windy outside. I'll call tomorrow..."
"No, I don't want to sleep, Dad..."
Xu Ying raised her head and looked at Lao Sun hazily. "Sun Wei said he's shooting night scenes today, I'll keep him company... Dad, will you keep him company too?"
As she spoke, she grabbed Lao Sun's neck and pulled him towards the sofa. She was clearly drunk.
Lao Sun hurriedly said, "Yingying, wait, don't..."
Before he could finish speaking, his back could no longer withstand the young man's pull, and the two of them fell heavily onto the sofa at the same time.
"Dad, hold me tight."
Xu Ying clung to Lao Sun's shoulders, her cheeks flushed, her lips slightly parted, and her breath smelled of honey mixed with alcohol. "I'm cold..."
Lao Sun held her soft and warm body in his arms, his lower body already erect, pressing against Xu Ying's lower abdomen. He was too drunk to speak.
The young woman's sensitive area was pressed against by the man's penis, causing her to cling even tighter to Old Sun. Her pretty face lifted, her eyes brimming with tears as she looked at him: "Dad, kiss me..."
Old Sun's arms tightly embraced Xu Ying's slender waist. Breaths of hot air from her cherry-like lips landed on his face, and coupled with those alluring eyes, he finally couldn't resist and kissed his wife. Xu Ying let out a soft moan, her arms tightening around Old Sun.
His thick tongue filled her mouth completely, and Xu Ying tilted her head back, responding eagerly. For a moment, only the heavy breathing of the two filled the living room. Outside, the wind picked up, and large raindrops began to pound against the awning.
Seemingly influenced by the environment, Xu Ying's hips writhed, her lower abdomen rubbing against Old Sun's groin; she seemed dissatisfied with merely a passionate kiss. Encouraged by his wife, Old Sun felt like he was back in his youth. His movements became rougher; he wrapped his left arm around her neck, while his right hand caressed her ear and shoulder. As her youthful body writhed, his slightly wrinkled hand pressed heavily against her full breasts.
"Mmm..."
Xu Ying's body arched reflexively, and Old Sun, feeling the amazing elasticity, shifted slightly to the side. In that instant, Xu Ying's slender hand slid down her flat stomach and into Old Sun's pajama bottoms.
"Yingying..."
The moment his wife grasped his thick, long penis, Old Sun felt like the world was about to go crazy.
A tearing sound echoed through the night.
Old Sun gazed at Xu Ying's snow-white skin, slightly flushed, her plump, fair body possessing beautiful curves. He felt that Xu Ying's body was as sculpted as a statue, without a single flaw. Old Sun couldn't help but swallow, gently caressing Xu Ying's beautiful, full, and rounded breasts.
When his hand touched her breasts, Xu Ying's body trembled slightly. She closed her eyes, accepting this rare tenderness. The gentle feeling emanating from her father's hot hand slowly spread throughout her body, filling her with a faint sweetness, while waves of pleasure and lust surged from her lower body.
Old Sun pinched Xu Ying's nipples between his fingers, kneading her soft, elastic breasts. Her small, pink nipples, stimulated by his caresses, stood erect. The beautiful, slightly red areolas accentuated the nipples, making Old Sun drool, wanting to bite them.
"Mmm...mmm...mmm..."
Old Sun lowered his head to suckle Xu Ying's cherry-like nipples, while on the other side, he pinched the erect nipple between his fingers, his entire palm pressing and stroking her full, hemispherical breast. Stimulated by this, Xu Ying felt her brain go numb, while her whole body burned with heat, as if in a dream. Although the other person was her father, the pleasure surged through every cell of her body, making her unable to think.
"Ah... um... what's wrong with me?... um..."
Xu Ying felt like she was about to collapse. Her father's sucking and caresses caused her body to involuntarily twist and turn, and the tender flesh inside her vagina and uterus began to flow with moist lustful fluid. Old Sun's mouth sucked hard, holding her nipple, and his tongue circled up and down, left and right. He pressed down hard on her other breast, kneading her firm, white flesh, and his fingers kneaded and pinched her nipple.
Xu Ying hugged Old Sun's head tightly as if afraid he would run away, pressing his head firmly against her breast. This made Old Sun's lust rise even more, and he sucked on her nipple even more vigorously, and kneaded her breast even harder with his hands. The teasing pressing and sucking made Xu Ying feel an unbearable tingling and itching all over her body. Her breasts felt numb and itchy, a tingling sensation that went deep into her bones. She enjoyed this unprecedented feeling, clenching her teeth in ecstasy, her breath coming in rapid gasps, letting her father play with her beautiful body.
"Mmm...good...comfortable...mmm..."
Although breasts are always full of nostalgic and sweet memories for men of all ages, Old Sun was sucking on Xu Ying's breasts with that same feeling. After a while, Old Sun's hands reluctantly left, passing under her smooth abdomen and reaching between Xu Ying's thighs, his fingers gently stroking her vulva. Old Sun's fingers slipped into Xu Ying's plump labia, which were already hard and swollen, the deep cleft overflowing with lustful fluid. They felt so warm and sticky to Old Sun's hands.
"Ah!..."
Xu Ying cried out loudly, even surprising herself, and blushing at the same time. This wasn't because her vulva was being touched, but because it produced intensely sensual sounds of pleasure. Xu Ying felt as if her uterus deep inside her vagina was melting, with love juice flowing out continuously, and she also felt her father's fingers invading and moving inside her vagina.
"Ah... um... good... um... um... um..."
Old Sun's fingers probed, dug, and rotated incessantly in her smooth vulva, teasing Xu Ying's vaginal walls until they contracted and spasmed in response. Then he climbed between Xu Ying's legs, looking at the tuft of pubic hair between them, neatly covering her private parts. Xu Ying's pubic hair wasn't very thick, but it grew quite neatly, lying on her vulva as if it had been groomed, smooth to the touch like velvet. Xu Ying's labia were an alluring pink, with love juice flowing out, looking incredibly sexy.
Old Sun gently parted them with his hands, revealing Xu Ying's vaginal opening, the entire vulva a pinkish hue. Without hesitation, Old Sun extended his tongue and began licking Xu Ying's clitoris, sometimes fiercely, sometimes passionately sucking and biting, even gently biting it with his teeth, and occasionally plunging his tongue deep into her vagina to stir it.
"Mmm...oh...Dad...stop licking...I...it's itchy...it's so itchy...I can't stand it...ah...don't bite...it's so sore..." Xu Ying became even more excited by Old Sun's subtle touch. She was moaning, but her buttocks were desperately raised and thrusting towards Old Sun's mouth, her heart yearning for Old Sun's tongue to go deeper and stimulate her more. The wonderful feeling of complete absorption, the waves of passion and pleasure, made her tremble all over. Old Sun's tongue gave her waves of pleasure, quickly overwhelming her rationality, her uterus was already bursting like a flood, and more love juice flowed out. At this moment, she was only pursuing this wave of pleasure. She was intoxicated by the intense passion, accepting every move and trick Old Sun made without hesitation.
In this wave of wonderful excitement, she was almost going mad.
"Mmm...no...Dad...I can't take it anymore...mmm...it's so itchy...mmm..." Old Sun's tongue swirled incessantly around her vagina and clitoris, the most sensitive areas of a woman's body. This sent shivers of pleasure through Xu Ying's body—a tingling, numb, sore, and itchy sensation. She closed her eyes, savoring the exquisite feeling.
Seeing Xu Ying's wanton appearance fueled Old Sun's lust even more. He hurriedly stripped off his clothes. Although Old Sun was forty-seven years old, his large penis, like a raging horse, stood erect, at least seven inches long and two inches thick, its red glans the size of a child's fist, veins bulging. Old Sun felt like a young, impetuous man.
"Dad... I'm so itchy... Come quick... Mmm... I can't take it anymore... Mmm..." The wanton expression on Xu Ying's pink face made Old Sun unbearably aroused. Hearing her moans, it was truly unbearable. As if regaining his energy, Old Sun frantically pressed himself onto Xu Ying's voluptuous body, rubbing his large penis against her labia for a while, then kissing her bright red lips tightly.
"Mmm... Dad... I can't take it anymore... I want it..."
Xu Ying wrapped her arms around Lao Sun's broad back, rubbing her ample breasts against his chest. Her legs were raised high to the sides, ready for his advances. Her eyes were half-open, her tongue darting into his mouth as they kissed and licked, her voice soft and seductive: "Dad... I can't take it anymore!... I..." Lao Sun's large glans, after teasing Xu Ying's labia for a while, felt her love juices flowing more and more, his glans completely wet. He grasped his penis, pressed it against her labia, and thrust his hips forward! With a "whoosh," the massive glans pushed aside her soft labia and entered, the glans and shaft already more than three inches inside.
"Oh..."
Xu Ying cried out softly.
"It hurts so much, Dad... your cock is too big, I can't take it!... It hurts... it hurts..." [Don't be afraid, baby, Daddy will take it slow.] Seeing Xu Ying crying in pain, Old Sun tenderly licked away her tears with his tongue, no longer daring to thrust rashly. Instead, he used a rotating motion, slowly twisting his hips.
Xu Ying felt the pain gradually subside, followed by an indescribable tingling, numbness, soreness, and itchiness that filled every cell of her body. This was a pleasure she had never experienced since marrying her husband. She began to twist her hips, letting the penis relieve the tingling and itchiness in her vagina.
"Dad!... I... it itches so much..."
Xu Ying's lewd expression and wanton cries stimulated Old Sun's primal lust, making his penis swell even more. He no longer cared about being gentle and considerate, pressing tightly against her full body, and Old Sun thrust his waist forcefully!
"Oh!..."
The pain made Xu Ying groan and clench her teeth. She felt as if a huge cork had been forced between her legs.
"Yingying, is it too big? You'll get used to it soon."
Xu Ying felt her father's steel-like penis thrusting back and forth in her tightening vagina. The pressure between her thighs was intense, a feeling that went straight to her throat, causing her to breathe irregularly. The huge penis touched her cervix, and intense stimulation surged from her lower abdomen in waves.
Xu Ying was surprised to find that the pleasure surging from her uterus was causing her to have a strange sexual desire. She couldn't believe that she could have such intense pleasure, and she instinctively felt fear. But Old Sun's penis kept thrusting in and out, gradually numbing Xu Ying's mind. In her blank mind, she could only instinctively accept the man's penis.
As the speed of the thrusting increased, the pleasure in Xu Ying's lower body also expanded rapidly.
"Ugh... ugh... so good... um..."
Every time Old Sun penetrated deeply, Xu Ying frowned her beautiful eyebrows and let out a lewd moan.
With each thrust, Old Sun caused Xu Ying to writhe her snow-white buttocks back and forth, side to side. Her full, snow-white breasts bounced up and down with each thrust. Xu Ying's wanton reactions further fueled Old Sun's lust.
"Ah... um... um... um... um... it feels so good... Dad... faster... faster..." Old Sun lifted Xu Ying's legs high above her head, thrusting even deeper. His penis began to thrust violently again, the tip repeatedly hitting the uterine wall, making Xu Ying feel as if it were reaching her internal organs, yet also bringing an immense sense of fullness. Sparks of lust ignited in Xu Ying's eyes, and she felt an electric shock throughout her body.
Old Sun continued to rub Xu Ying's already hardened nipples and elastic breasts. Xu Ying was almost losing consciousness, her mouth open, her jaw trembling slightly, constantly emitting wanton moans.
"Ah, I can't... I can't... Ugh... It feels so good..." Xu Ying's body stiffened, a sign of impending orgasm. Her pink face tilted back, her sweat-drenched breasts trembling.
"Ugh... It feels so good... Ah..."
Xu Ying collapsed limply onto the bed. But her body seemed to still have a strong afterglow, her whole body still trembling slightly.
When Lao Sun pulled his penis out, this emptiness made Xu Ying involuntarily moan.
"Ah... No..."
Lao Sun turned Xu Ying over, making her lie on all fours. Her labia majora, still engorged and red from intercourse, contrasted sharply with her snow-white thighs. The black hair surrounding her swollen labia was covered in the flowing love fluid, which continued to gush out as her position changed, dripping onto the bed.
While Xu Ying was still breathing slightly, Lao Sun's penis was inserted from behind again. After inserting, Lao Sun kept changing the angle of his penis and rotating it.
"Ah...faster...I want more..."
A surge of intense pain, accompanied by intense desire, coursed through her uterus. Xu Ying's entire body almost melted. Waves of overwhelming pleasure surged through her lower abdomen as she swallowed the penis, and her vaginal fluids overflowed.
"Ugh...good...faster...faster...ugh..."
Old Sun held Xu Ying's buttocks, thrusting relentlessly, while his other hand rubbed her clitoris with his fingers. Xu Ying's genitals, still sensitive from her recent orgasm, were now completely blank. Her mind was a chaotic mess; her former sense of shame had vanished. These sudden, intense changes unleashed her primal lust. She craved the stimulation her father was giving her, her hips twisting and turning, her mouth emitting sweet, wanton moans.
"Ah...so good...Dad...ugh...daughter-in-law...you're fucking me to death...ugh..." Old Sun's rapid, vigorous thrusts intensely stimulated Xu Ying's burning vagina, causing it to writhe beautifully, the tender flesh inside wrapping around the penis. Due to the intense impact, Xu Ying reached several climaxes in succession, each one nearly bringing her to a semi-conscious state.
"Ah... Dad, your big cock... mmm... it's so good... mmm... I can't take it anymore... I'm going to die... mmm..." After Xu Ying reached another climax, Lao Sun carried her to the floor and forcefully lifted her left leg.
"Ah..."
Xu Ying lost her balance and fell to the side of the bed, gripping the edge with both hands behind her back.
"Yingying, Dad's here..."
Lao Sun spread Xu Ying's long legs apart and thrust once more violently into her already climaxing vagina.
"Ah... Dad... I can't take it anymore... I'm so happy... mmm... your big cock... it feels so good... mmm..." Lao Sun thrust forcefully, and Xu Ying's lower body reacted very sensitively, letting out sweet moans as her breasts swayed with her father's movements.
At this moment, Lao Sun grabbed Xu Ying's buttocks with both hands and lifted her body up. Xu Ying felt as if she were floating in the air, so she could only hug Lao Sun's neck tightly and clamp her legs around his waist. Lao Sun, with his belly protruding, strolled around the room, stopping every two or three steps to make thrusting movements that resembled bouncing up and down, before resuming his stroll.
At this moment, his enormous penis penetrated even deeper, almost reaching her cervix. The intense pressure caused Xu Ying to open her mouth slightly, tilting her head back to expose her snow-white neck. Because of the continuous waves of orgasm, Xu Ying found it difficult to breathe, and her snow-white, full breasts rose and fell with the thrusting movements.
After carrying Xu Ying for about three minutes, Lao Sun laid her on the bed, lying on her back, and began his final thrusts. Lao Sun grabbed Xu Ying's snow-white legs, spreading them 180 degrees, and thrust his penis in and out continuously, the love juice squeezed from Xu Ying's vagina flowing onto the bed.
Although Xu Ying's body was limp after the orgasm, she seemed to still have the strength to respond to Lao Sun's attacks, raising her chest and twisting her snow-white buttocks.
"Ugh... Ah... I'm done... It feels so good... Oh... So good... So good..." Xu Ying made sounds that were hard to tell if she was crying or panting, rotating her beautiful buttocks in sync with the thrusting of Old Sun's penis. The mucous membrane inside her vagina enveloped the penis, pulling it in forcefully.
"Ah... Dad... I can't take it anymore... I'm going to die... Oh... You're fucking me to death... So good... So good... Oh..." Old Sun held Xu Ying's fragrant shoulder with one hand and rubbed her breasts with the other. His large penis was thrusting faster and harder into her opening and closing vagina. Xu Ying also raised her lower body. Old Sun used all his strength to thrust desperately, his large glans hitting Xu Ying's cervix like raindrops.
"Yingying! Dad's coming!"
Old Sun roared and began to ejaculate violently.
When Xu Ying's cervix felt Old Sun's semen spray, she immediately reached the peak of orgasm as well. She felt that she didn't even have the strength to breathe, like a delirious state before death.
After ejaculating, Old Sun lay on top of Xu Ying and hugged her tightly. Xu Ying was too weak to move, her snow-white body limp on the bed, covered in sweat, only her chest rising and falling with her breath. Yet, she felt an indescribable beauty slowly melting through her body… After her climax, Xu Ying tightly embraced Lao Sun, her head resting on his left chest as he lay supine, her lower body pressed tightly against his, their thighs intertwined. Lao Sun held Xu Ying's still-passionate body tightly, his right hand gently stroking her back. Xu Ying closed her eyes like a docile cat, accepting Lao Sun's caresses.
Neither of them seemed aware of their identities, still immersed in the pleasure of their recent sexual encounter. Gradually, Lao Sun's touch slowed, and Xu Ying fell asleep in a state of fulfillment and comfort.
The torrential rain finally poured down relentlessly, splashing thousands of droplets across the surface of Yujia Lake. Accompanied by a raging wind, the rain and mist swirled wildly like mad dogs, merging heaven and earth into one. Beneath the windowsill lay a lotus pond. The lotus leaves, battered by the torrential rain, were so heavy that even the stems bent low. Yet, given the chance, they would spring back to life, defiantly continuing to brave the storm.
The downpour lasted for nearly two hours. Finally, the clouds dispersed, the rain ceased, and a sliver of dawn appeared on the horizon—day was breaking.
Yujia Lake was exceptionally refreshing after the rain. The lotus pond was even more verdant, with glistening water droplets rolling on each lotus leaf. Occasionally, a drop would fall into the water with a crisp sound. New buds had emerged, their emerald green shoots standing tall, conveying the message of new life to nature.
In the living room on the third floor, Old Sun gently embraced Xu Ying's beautiful body, gazing lovingly at the pretty face of his wife who had yielded to his advances the previous night. The flush on her face from the alcohol had faded, and Xu Ying lay quietly in her father-in-law's arms, her eyes closed like a little bird nestled against him. Her long eyelashes fluttered slightly from time to time, giving her a pure and dignified appearance.
Old Sun knew that Xu Ying wasn't really asleep. Was the saintly daughter-in-law in his arms the same one from last night? Thinking of this, Lao Sun released his arms from Xu Ying's waist and whispered, "Yingying... I'm sorry, yesterday, yesterday... you drank too much... it's Dad's fault..."
Xu Ying giggled, pressed down on Lao Sun's hand as he tried to move it away, tilted her pretty face up, and quickly pecked Lao Sun's lips: "Dad, it's not your fault..."
Looking at Lao Sun's dazed eyes, as if he were lost in thought, Xu Ying's big eyes showed an even more mischievous expression. She leaned close to Lao Sun's ear and said, "Dad, you were so amazing yesterday... look, it's almost dawn... you have to pay for my dress!"
Under his wife's sweet words, Lao Sun completely let go, gently patting Xu Ying's plump buttocks: "You really are a little vixen, okay—Dad will go with you to buy a dress today."
His hand remained on her buttocks, gently stroking them.
"Ah, Dad, you're so naughty!"
Xu Ying's body jerked suddenly. She felt Lao Sun's thick, long penis harden again, pressing against her lower abdomen.
Xu Ying braced herself against the sofa, pushed aside Lao Sun's hands, and rolled away.
"You little vixen, trying to escape?"
Lao Sun chased after his wife, rolling over as well. The two landed on the floor in a ball, and the instant they hit the ground, Lao Sun's penis once again entered his wife's honey pot.
"Oh,"
both father-in-law and daughter-in-law let out a satisfied sigh at the same time.
"Dad, be gentle... ah... so long..."
Lao Sun knelt on the ground, his long penis deeply inserted into Xu Ying's plump vulva, and using it as a fulcrum, he lifted his wife's delicate body up, making her hold onto his neck with both hands, while he held his wife's buttocks with both hands.
Being penetrated by her father-in-law in this position, Xu Ying felt a surge of shyness.
Lao Sun looked at Xu Ying teasingly: "Good Yingying, Daddy will move slowly, okay?"
Xu Ying said in a coquettish voice: "Dad, you're so naughty..."
Lao Sun began to slowly thrust in and out of his wife's vulva, his thick, long penis forcefully hitting her clitoris with each thrust through the wet cavity. As Lao Sun thrust powerfully, Xu Ying moaned sensually. The young woman's breasts rubbed and bumped against her father-in-law's face, the fine beads of sweat seeping from his nose being wiped away by her breasts, only to seep out again and again.
"Ah... Dad, faster... ahh... ah..."
As Lao Sun's thrusts quickened, Xu Ying violently threw her head back, her hands gripping Lao Sun's neck tightly, her sharp nails leaving fine bloody marks on his neck.
"Oh..."
Lao Sun felt a burning pain in his neck, spurring him to attack even more fiercely, his penis like a piston, penetrating his daughter-in-law's deepest depths with each thrust.
The rapid and powerful impact made Xu Ying dizzy; the chandelier on the ceiling swayed erratically, as if it were about to fall and hit her head. "Waaah..."
Xu Ying's moans turned into suppressed sobs, her uterus beginning to contract violently. With a long
"Ah..."
, Xu Ying finally released her grip on Lao Sun's neck, her head slamming heavily onto the carpet, her full breasts bouncing like waves with the momentum.
At the same time, Lao Sun tightly embraced his wife's plump buttocks, his penis fully inside her, pressing against her cervix, letting out a roar.
Xu Ying felt the penis inside her swell rapidly, and a gush of hot semen spurted out. "Oh... Dad..."
Xu Ying let out a long, comfortable moan, collapsing like a dying octopus, curling into a ball. Lao Sun also withdrew from his daughter-in-law's body, leaning weakly against the sofa, finally sliding onto the carpet.
At this moment, the first rays of morning sunlight streamed in from the balcony, illuminating the edge of the sofa, a large patch of sweat shimmering golden in the sunlight...
Chapter Three: Online Romance
Due to the influence of El Ni?o, summer seemed to have arrived early this year; even in April, the weather was already somewhat unpredictable. The sun was shining in the morning, and I thought it would be a bright and sunny day, but unexpectedly, around 10 a.m., the sky turned overcast, and then it started to drizzle.
The gloomy weather dampened everyone's enthusiasm for work. In the lobby of the XX Hall office building, two security guards strolled back and forth, one of them yawning and glancing frequently at the electronic clock on the wall, clearly eager to leave work early.
In the parking lot in front of the office building, Sun Zhengde, humming a tune, got out of an Audi A6 with license plate "湘 SXXXXXXX" with a brisk pace, smoothed his hair, and walked into the lobby.
Upon seeing him, the two security guards immediately snapped out of their sluggishness; one of them opened the door with a standard military running posture and gave a military salute.
Sun Zhengde nodded in satisfaction, patted the shoulder of the security guard who had opened the door for him, and then looked at the other young man with a broad smile: "Xiao Zhang, not bad, not bad, you two have worked hard!"
Xiao Zhang, flattered, snapped to attention and saluted again, replying loudly, "Director Sun, this is...it's what we should do!"
Sun Zhengde smiled at the young man, patted him on the shoulder again, and walked towards the elevator.
Xiao Zhang and the other security guard exchanged glances, both wondering: What's wrong with Director Sun today, who's usually so aloof?
On the tenth floor, a plump woman with curly hair stopped Sun Zhengde. This was Huang Dongmei, the deputy director of the department's office . She tugged at Sun Zhengde's sleeve and said, "Director Sun, a real estate tycoon from Beijing is looking for you."
She deliberately lowered her voice, "He's been here for almost half an hour. He's waiting in the reception room in front of your office. You see..."
"Uh, I know."
Sun Zhengde didn't even look at Huang Dongmei and walked straight into his office.
Huang Dongmei felt awkward. Seeing that no one was in the corridor, she made a disgusted face at Sun Zhengde's back.
Sun Zhengde's office was a large suite. The entrance led to a large reception room, and beyond that was Sun Zhengde's office, which contained a bathroom and a small study. The study had a small bed for his midday rest. The walls of the reception room were decorated mainly with folk paper-cut patterns, giving it a culturally rich feel.
Sun Zhengde saw a large, fat man sitting on the sofa from the doorway. He looked to be about 40 years old, with his legs crossed, his weight making the sofa sag considerably. His round left hand clutched a copy of the *Xiaoxiang Morning Post*, and an extravagant gold ring on his middle finger occasionally dazzled.
In the corner of the reception room, at a small desk, a pretty young woman in a dark blue business suit was using QQ on her computer. Seeing Sun Zhengde arrive, she quickly closed QQ and stood up: “Director Sun!”
The fat man turned his head and sprang up from the sofa as if receiving a military order. His fat face bulged with a smile, squeezing his eyes into slits. He extended his large hand to greet him, "Director Sun, I've heard so much about you, your name is legendary!"
Sun Zhengde smiled professionally, shook hands with the fat man briefly, replied with a "Nice to meet you," and gestured to the sofa, saying, "Sit, sit."
The fat man busied himself for a moment, then pulled a business card from his pocket and respectfully handed it to Sun Zhengde, "Director Sun, please guide me."
He looked up at Sun Zhengde, a fawning smile on his face, "I'm here on behalf of our General Manager Chen, and I apologize for bothering you, Director Sun..."
He paused, observing Sun Zhengde's expression.
Sun Zhengde thought: So he's just a gofer after all. He calmly accepted the fat man's business card, which read: "Beijing Jinglong Real Estate Development Company, Deputy General Manager, Yuan Fangcheng," followed by a phone number. Sun Zhengde's eyes fell on the words "Jinglong Real Estate Company," and he was first taken aback, but then a smile immediately appeared on his face: "I told you, your General Manager Chen and I are old friends. Didn't he come to Changsha? Please have a seat!"
Turning to the back, he said, "Yan Han, have you made tea for General Manager Yuan yet?"
"We're in! We're in! We're in!"
Yuan Fangcheng hurriedly interjected, sitting down heavily opposite Sun Zhengde. He coughed, "Don't be so polite, I don't deserve it. Our General Manager Chen had some business to attend to at the provincial government... This time, he came from Beijing and insisted on meeting with you, Director Sun. So, he arranged a lunch at Huatian and asked me to pay him a visit to make sure you were invited." Sun Zhengde laughed, "What are you saying? How could we possibly reverse the roles of host and guest when General Manager Chen is visiting Hunan? Just tell your General Manager Chen that I, Sun Zhengde, am hosting him today." Yuan Fangcheng laughed
, "Director Sun, please don't be so polite. It doesn't matter who's hosting whom, General Manager Chen is specifically inviting you, Director Sun, at lunch today..."
Sun Zhengde was taken aback, his heart filled with unease and suspicion. Chen Jingfei, the boss of Beijing Jingfei Real Estate Development Company, had studied with Sun Zhengde at the Party School two years prior. Soon after, Chen became a member of the National Committee of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference (CPPCC) and is now a wealthy man in Beijing. After Chen became a member, the two lost contact, but they had gotten along very well during their time at the Party School. Sun Zhengde racked his brains but couldn't figure out why Chen Jingfei had come to see him.
Seeing that Sun Zhengde remained silent, Yuan Fangcheng smiled and said, "How about it? Director Sun, you must keep the appointment."
Sun Zhengde hurriedly replied, "Of course, of course, but a guest is a guest, and I wouldn't dare let President Chen spend money."
Yuan Fangcheng said, "Director Sun and our President Chen are old acquaintances, so there's no need to be so polite. I'm in charge of the liaison, and getting Director Sun's approval is enough for me. Well then, it's still early, Director Sun, you have things to do, so I won't disturb you any longer. I also have some personal matters to attend to. I'll be there to pick you up at exactly noon."
"Alright."
Seeing Yuan Fangcheng's serious expression, Sun Zhengde nodded. "Then I won't see you off. You have things to do."
Yuan Fangcheng maintained his smile, bowing and scraping as he retreated towards the door. After leaving, he turned around, suddenly straightened his back, shook his head, and walked confidently toward the elevator. Compared to his demeanor when he met Sun Zhengde, he was completely different.
Sun Zhengde found it amusing and pointed at Yuan Fangcheng's retreating figure, saying, "Little Yan, that's a typical chameleon."
Yan Han, carrying Sun Zhengde's special purple clay teacup, came out of the inner office and laughed, "I knew it all along. Director Sun didn't know he was so carefree before you came. It's infuriating!"
Sun Zhengde nodded and walked into the inner office. In the last few sentences of Yan Han's words, he seemed to sense a hint of coquettishness, which reminded him of his beautiful wife at home, making his heart itch.
Seeing Sun Zhengde enter the office, Yan Han hurriedly went to make tea.
Yan Han had a certain respect for Sun Zhengde from the bottom of his heart, because he was one of the few upright officials in the XX Department. It was said that the XX Department had the most contact with the entertainment industry, including many TV stations and theater troupes in Hunan Province, as well as various large-scale galas, where sycophants and flatterers were everywhere. Most of the leaders in the XX Department were deeply mired in corruption, indulging in debauchery day and night, except for Sun Zhengde, who seemed untainted by the mire. Not only was he honest and upright, but Sun Zhengde also seemed to possess the rare virtues of the working people of Hunan. Yan Han recalled seeing him personally buying groceries once.
Therefore, when Sun Zhengde described Yuan Fangcheng as a chameleon, Yan Han thought to herself: "Only Director Sun in the XX Department can speak so vehemently about others. Who in the entire department isn't playing the role of a chameleon?"
Lost in thought, Yan Han accidentally overfilled her teacup, scalding her hand. She quickly endured the pain, turned off the water, poured some into the nearby bucket, and brought the teacup back to her.
Sun Zhengde was flipping through a document on the table when Yan Han placed a teacup in front of him and said softly, "Director Sun, your tea..."
Sun Zhengde thanked her, put down the document, and for the first time felt that Yan Han's voice sounded a bit like Xu Ying's. He couldn't help but take a closer look at this female secretary who had been with him for almost a year.
This was a girl from Taojiang, Hunan. People say Taojiang is known for its beautiful women, and that's certainly true. Yan Han had large, bright eyes that sparkled with a clever and pure light beneath her long eyelashes. Her long, glossy black hair was styled in a bun at the back of her head, held in place by a black velvet net and secured with a yellow floral headband. She wore a blue business suit, which gave her a very elegant air. Sun Zhengde silently compared Yan Han's figure to his wife's: Yan Han was taller, her skin was fairer, a rosy white, her breasts were relatively smaller but firm, and her hips were shapely and long… Yan Han blushed when she noticed Sun Zhengde staring at her intently. She was a graduate of an art academy and had once dreamed of dedicating herself to art, but after becoming Sun Zhengde's secretary, she had focused on her work, striving to earn the appreciation of this upright director.
Meeting Sun Zhengde's gaze, Yan Han felt a renewed sense of hope.
"Director Sun, is there anything else you need?"
Sun Zhengde snapped out of his reverie at the sweet, soft call of his female secretary, coughing heavily. "No...nothing else, you can go back to your work."
Watching his secretary's slender figure disappear from sight, Sun Zhengde turned his attention to the document on the table. It was an internal reference publication from Hunan Province. A news item caught Sun Zhengde's eye: a commentator's article titled "The Campaign to Combat Corruption Is About to Begin." For years, newspapers large and small, internal and external references, had always loudly proclaimed the fight against corruption, but this article was a little different. The gist was that it aimed to achieve the desired effect through measures such as restructuring and reforming state-owned enterprises and government agencies, and promoting outstanding cadres.
This was a good method, Sun Zhengde thought. Streamlining agencies and eliminating bloated personnel—if only it could be implemented quickly!
A phone call interrupted Sun Zhengde's thoughts. He glanced at the caller ID; it was an unfamiliar number from Beijing. Sun Zhengde didn't want to answer, so he called out, "Xiao Yan, take this call."
Yan Han jogged in. Sun Zhengde pointed to the phone and then shook his head. Yan Han smiled knowingly and picked up the receiver. "Hello... Yes, this is the Hunan Provincial XX Department... Hmm, that's right. May I ask who you are?
Oh..." Hearing this, Yan Han turned to look at Sun Zhengde with a questioning gaze. Sun Zhengde waved his hand, signaling Yan Han to continue.
"Director Sun is in a meeting next door. Can I go and call him for you?... Okay, is there anything I can tell you?... Hmm... Hmm... Okay, I understand... I understand, I will definitely pass it on... Goodbye." "What did you say?"
Sun Zhengde asked after Yan Han hung up.
Yan Han straightened up: "It's nothing major. The XX Party School wants you, Director Sun, to write a work report as a student. It's due by the 15th of this month."
Sun Zhengde frowned slightly. This was a bit unusual. Normally, this kind of arrangement would go through the provincial government and be sent to the Party School students via document. He'd never heard of someone calling directly like this before. He waved for Yan Han to leave, then pondered for a while before a thought suddenly struck him: Chen Jingfei! He was a student in the same year as him and should know about this.
Therefore, he felt a renewed sense of anticipation for lunch.
Working in an administrative agency was actually quite easy to pass the time; a newspaper and a cup of tea, and a morning would quickly be over. After approving two documents, Sun Zhengde called the office to assign two tasks, and by then it was 11:30. He didn't feel like doing anything else. Then he thought of his beautiful wife, and his heart began to flutter. Ever since his desires, dormant for five years, were released last night, Sun Zhengde had been unable to restrain himself.
He glanced at his watch; Yuan Fangcheng wouldn't arrive for another half hour. What should he do? Suddenly, he heard the sound of keyboard typing outside. An idea struck him, so he turned on his computer and opened QQ.
Sun Zhengde often browsed news from various places online and frequently used QQ. He had a secret on QQ: a few months ago, a netizen named "Flying Girl" had requested to add him as a friend. Sun Zhengde never refused anyone in his online chats, so he added "Flying Girl." Her profile showed she was a 22-year-old female netizen from Hunan, but nothing else.
This "Flying Girl" seemed to have some artistic talent; she talked to Sun Zhengde about Hunan flower drum opera with great knowledge, making her one of Sun Zhengde's most frequently chatted-with netizens. After chatting a few times, Sun Zhengde noticed that this female netizen was actively bringing up sexual topics. For Sun Zhengde, who had been silent for five years, chatting with the "Flying Girl" had a somewhat lewd feel to it. Although he didn't know whether this "Flying Girl" was male or female, the internet was an illusion, so why bother?
The "Flying Girl" was online on QQ. Seeing that "Old Sun" (Sun Zhengde's QQ username) was online, she immediately sent a message: "Hi, nice old man ^_^." "Hello, beautiful lady." "
I'm not pretty, are you trying to woo me because you want to eat young grass?"
"...You think I wouldn't dare?"
"Then come on!"
Sun Zhengde chuckled, his crotch hardening. Anyone could see the provocative tone in his words. He continued typing, "Forget it, little girl."
After a while, the girl typed a long message: "Old man, actually I've always really admired you. Your understanding of art is profound, and in our conversations, I've experienced the beautiful side of your humanity… I'm truly grateful for our exchanges over the past few months; they've greatly enhanced my understanding of art and helped me a lot… Sex is art, you said it yourself, didn't you? However, I have deep doubts about your mastery of the art of sex. Whether you're truly old or not, old man, let's verify it together? If you're willing to come, I'll be waiting for you at the Eighth Week Bar tonight. If you see a girl holding a 'Girlfriend' magazine, that's me…" "Really? Is it real or fake?
" "
Sorry, I'm not here, please wait a moment." "
Are you there, beautiful lady?" "
Sorry, I'm not here, please wait a moment." "
Do you have any way to contact me?"
"Sorry, I'm not here, please wait a moment."
"What time exactly tonight did you say we'd meet?"
"Sorry, I'm not here. Please wait a moment."
Sun Zhengde leaned back in his chair, let out a long sigh, and shook his head with a smile. He had finally decided to keep the appointment tonight. After all, he was in the shadows, so even if he saw the girl with the "Girlfriend" magazine, he wouldn't have to go up and greet her.
Sun Zhengde shut down his computer. There was a knock at the door, so he called out, "Xiao Yan, go open the door."
There was no answer for a while. Had this girl left so early?
Sun Zhengde went to the outer room, and Yan Han wasn't there. He opened the door himself, and Yuan Fangcheng's chubby face squeezed in.
This businessman! Sun Zhengde thought.
Chapter Four: Second Passion
The lunch with Chen Jingfei was quite extravagant. Old Sun calculated in his mind that the final bill would probably be over 30,000 yuan. For a Beijing businessman like Chen Jingfei to spend money in Hunan, it didn't matter how extravagant it was; at least it increased the hotel's sales revenue and contributed to Hunan's economic development.
Old Sun's mind raced. Who had sent Chen Jingfei on his behalf? Or was he deliberately trying to put him down? Judging from his words, it seemed like he needed Chen Jingfei's help with something. Yet, he smiled calmly, looking at Chen Jingfei with a hint of reproach: "Mr. Chen, you're making fun of me again. You're a big boss in the construction industry, and I'm just a poor, penniless scholar. Do you have a new property development that you need me to help you with something fancy? Are you trying to make fun of me? You should be punished with a drink."
Chen Jingfei, beer-bellied, stood like a general: "Pour it, Brother Zhengde's arrangement, I, Chen Jingfei, will certainly carry it out."
The waitress poured the wine very quickly. Chen Jingfei took the glass and said to Lao Sun, "Brother Zhengde, bottoms up!"
"Haha, sit down, sit down."
Chen Jingfei pointed at Lao Sun's glass and instructed the waitress, "Pour wine for our Director Sun..."
Hearing the title "Director Sun," Lao Sun finally felt a little smug. He had heard about Lao Wang's removal from the Industry Department of the Ministry last year when the Yuanhua case occurred. As one of the few officials in the ministry who participated in the Party School training, Lao Sun had always thought he was the least competitive one, after all, just in Hunan Province, there was still someone above him. However, Chen Jingfei's arrival filled him with confidence. The unconventional moves from above created the possibility of his promotion.
Now, Lao Sun understood that Chen Jingfei wasn't coming for him, but for the Industry Department. Old Sun, of course, understood Chen Jingfei's influence in Beijing and knew he had a powerful network of connections. However, what connection could the construction industry have with the ministry? It was best to keep a low profile and act according to circumstances.
While Old Sun was pondering this, the girl had already filled her glass. Chen Jingfei raised his glass and said, "Brother Zhengde, come, let me toast you."
Old Sun also raised his glass and smiled, "President Chen, no need for all this toasting. Let's drink this."
Chen Jingfei said, "That's right, let's drink."
He brought the rim of the glass to his lips, and without any apparent movement, the wine in the glass was emptied in a "whoosh." Chen Jingfei placed the glass on the table and called out, "Pour more wine!"
Then he pointed to another girl at the table, "Hey, girl, get Director Sun a bowl of soup." Old Sun took a napkin, leaned back comfortably in his chair, and smiled at Chen Jingfei, "Mr. Chen, you're being so polite today. How can I, as your host, accept this?"
Chen Jingfei said, "I genuinely wanted us brothers to have a chat and get together. This little meal is probably not enough."
Old Sun said, "Don't mention it. We're prisoners, unlike you free people like Mr. Chen, who can have a happy get-together." Opportunities are rare, even smiles are feigned. Today feels good, at least I didn't have to recite too many poems while drinking. Come on, bottoms up."
Chen Jingfei's face showed a sympathetic expression as he said, "Brother Zhengde, this is the besieged city. You say you're in prison, but aren't I in prison too? We're in the same boat."
He picked up his glass, clinked it with Lao Sun's, and seemingly indignantly downed it in one gulp, then slammed the glass heavily on the table. "Pour more!"
Lao Sun also became indignant, one hand on his hip, pointing to the glass in front of him: "Fill it up too, let's drink to our hearts' content with President Chen today."
...
Lao Sun was very happy all afternoon. He unusually went into the office and chatted with several staff members for almost half an hour. Huang Dongmei, who had been given the cold shoulder in the morning, was now enthusiastic again, bustling about with alternating between obsequiousness and arrogance, constantly cracking jokes, her laughter echoing throughout the tenth floor. Old Sun smiled and occasionally chimed in, exchanging a few words with others. Finally, realizing that Huang Dongmei's laughter was inappropriate for the work environment and damaged his image, he formally expressed two points to his colleagues: first, he acknowledged their recent work achievements; second, he hoped they would continue their efforts and fully utilize the unique characteristics of the office. Then, amidst nods of agreement, he returned to his office.
His secretary, Yan Han, was still chatting on QQ. Seeing Old Sun enter, she hurriedly closed QQ and stood up to greet him, "Director Sun."
Old Sun had never criticized Yan Han for using QQ during work hours, as the work at the department was quite relaxed. Yan Han, however, seemed to understand that this behavior violated work discipline, and she never dared to chat when Old Sun was present.
Old Sun coughed lightly and walked towards Yan Han with a slight smile. "Little Yan, which online friend are you chatting with?"
Yan Han glanced at the computer, made sure QQ was closed, and then lowered her head and said softly, "I... I wasn't chatting."
Old Sun sensed that his pretty secretary was slightly flustered, her beautiful face flushed, so he didn't expose her for being on QQ. Instead, he looked at Yan Han with approval and said, "Little Yan, your work is excellent in the entire office system. Keep up the good work, you have a bright future ahead of you. There's something I need you to help me draft a work report about that phone call this morning. Give it to me tomorrow."
Yan Han replied crisply, "Okay."
Under his loving gaze, Old Sun, unusually, gently patted Yan Han's shoulder twice before walking into his office.
Sitting comfortably in his executive chair, Old Sun felt that his day had been very fulfilling, and he didn't feel the usual exhaustion he felt after work. He needed to liberate himself! Old Sun thought.
He casually turned on his computer. None of his few QQ contacts were online. The grayed-out avatar of the girl from Flying Girl was flashing. Old Sun double-clicked the avatar, and a dialog box popped up with only one word: "Old." What did that mean? Since the other party wasn't online, Old Sun didn't send a message. Just as he was about to open Sohu to check the news, his phone vibrated. It was his wife calling.
Old Sun quickly got up and closed the office door, pressing the answer button as he spoke. Xu Ying's lazy voice came through: "Hello, Dad, where are you?"
"At work, my little darling,"
Old Sun said in a low, teasing voice.
"I'm not coming. Don't call me 'little darling,' I'm your daughter-in-law!"
Xu Ying scolded.
"Yes, yes, then is my good daughter-in-law okay?"
"That's more like it. Dad, are you coming home for dinner?"
Xu Ying asked on the other end.
Old Sun, his mind wandering all day, immediately said, "Of course I'm back, right now... Are you still sleeping?"
"It's all your fault! I never thought you, you big lecher, were so powerful. I'm completely exhausted... Ah, what are you doing back now?"
Xu Ying's languid voice made Old Sun's heart itch.
"Of course I'm back to eat you, you little vixen! Daddy's coming back..."
Before Xu Ying could speak, Old Sun hung up, opened the door, and headed for the elevator.
At the lobby entrance, Huang Dongmei hurriedly walked in carrying a large stack of documents. Seeing Old Sun, she quickly stopped him, saying, "Director Sun, there are a few documents that need your approval..."
Old Sun said as he walked, "Just give them to Xiao Yan, I have something urgent..."
He got into his Audi before finishing his sentence.
After a twenty-minute drive, Old Sun returned to Yujia New Village. As he was about to open the door, he suddenly realized he had left his keys on his desk in his haste, so he had to ring his own doorbell. Two or three minutes passed, and there was still no response from inside. Old Sun grew impatient and was about to pound on the door when it clicked open.
Inside, Xu Ying stood, dressed in a red tracksuit. Her hair was tousled, her eyebrows were lightly drawn, her cheeks were flushed, and her lips were red and her teeth white. She stood barefoot, looking sexy and alluring. Seeing his beautiful daughter-in-law standing before him, Old Sun's lust was aroused. He hurriedly entered, not even bothering to take off his shoes, and pressed his lips against Xu Ying's face. Xu Ying giggled, dodged slightly, and said reproachfully, "Dad, you're so naughty..."
before running into the living room.
Old Sun ripped off his tie and threw it on the floor, chasing after her.
Xu Ying screamed, circling the coffee table in the center of the living room, cleverly dodging Old Sun's outstretched hands, but how could she escape? With a feint, Old Sun caught her red-handed.
Before Xu Ying could react, Old Sun's large mouth swiftly pressed against his wife's red lips.
"Ah... Dad, no..."
Xu Ying's soft cry was muffled by two thick, wet lips, only able to make "mmm" sounds from her nose.
Old Sun's rough tongue broke through his wife's teeth, quickly entwining with her soft, fragrant tongue. Xu Ying tilted her pretty face slightly, returning the kiss defiantly. Both of them breathed heavily, Old Sun passionately kissing his wife's red lips, occasionally thrusting his large tongue into her mouth.
Xu Ying's slender hands weakly embraced her father-in-law's head, her chest heaving with each long kiss. Seeing his wife aroused, Old Sun grabbed her small hand, guiding it towards his crotch.
Just then, Xu Ying pulled away, bracing herself against her father-in-law's chest with both hands, and giggled, "Dad, you're so naughty, I'm not coming anymore."
Old Sun was taken aback and said, "Again!"
He kissed his wife again.
Xu Ying turned her pretty face away, and Old Sun kissed her earlobe, immediately sucking on it. It tickled Xu Ying, making her giggle, her body writhing like a snake.
Old Sun took the opportunity to clamp Xu Ying's body with both hands, pressing her back against his chest, holding her tightly as he stood, his hands reaching inside her sportswear. "Oh, Yingying, not even wearing a bra, you really are a little slut."
As he spoke, he grabbed one of his wife's breasts tightly.
The mature breasts were smooth and soft, Old Sun's palms feeling the elasticity full of youthful vitality, squeezing and playing with them, unable to let go. The red sportswear rippled like waves, and his wife's breasts were changing shapes under his father-in-law's devilish hands.
"Dad, don't do this..."
Xu Ying's breasts were being played with by her father-in-law, her hot body twisting from side to side, seemingly trying to break free from his embrace.
While enjoying his wife's writhing and vitality, Old Sun reached out from the collar of her tracksuit, supporting one of her cheeks and tilting her head back.
Xu Ying sensed her father-in-law's intentions and said in a soft voice, "I don't want it anymore, ah, no..."
Before she could finish speaking, her red lips were pressed against her father-in-law's large mouth. "Ugh..."
Her breasts were still being violated by her father-in-law, and her mouth was being filled by his rough tongue; Xu Ying gradually lost herself in waves of pleasure. Even worse, after her father-in-law's hand withdrew from her collar, it continued to grope down her waist.
"Ugh..."
His thick hand quickly slipped into her tracksuit pants, "You're not wearing underwear..."
Feeling her father-in-law's large hand burrowing like a mouse across her thighs and buttocks, finally sliding between her already wet and hot legs, Xu Ying let out a satisfied sigh.
Strong fingers massaged her vulva like playing the piano, and Xu Ying's waist moved like a snake, seemingly both escaping and welcoming. Her slender, jade-like hands slipped between her father-in-law's abdomen and her own back during these movements. With a "clang," the belt snapped open, revealing the man's strong buttocks as his trousers slid down, his briefs bulging like a tent, as if stretched to their limit.
With a "thud," Old Sun pushed his wife down onto the sofa. Her red sweatpants were quickly pulled down to her ankles, revealing her already wet vulva, her pink labia slightly parted, shimmering with an extremely provocative light.
Xu Ying let out a soft "Ah," her alluring buttocks arching defiantly.
Old Sun quickly pulled off his underwear and pounced on his wife's body, which was sprawled on the sofa, like a wolf.
Xu Ying's arched, plump buttocks were suddenly pressed down, and the thick, long penis quickly penetrated her. The deadly pleasure made her mind go blank. "Mmm...so big..."
Before the first wave of impact was over, Xu Ying's waist was clamped by her father-in-law's hands, and he forcefully pulled her to her feet. The hot penis pried up his daughter-in-law's delicate body like a lever, and her slender legs were forcibly spread apart. The
doggy-like position made Xu Ying feel a sense of shame. "Dad, don't do this...uh...be gentle...ah...ah ah..."
The penis pounded deeply inside her, and Xu Ying was almost going crazy. Her hands could no longer support the increasingly violent impacts, and her pretty face pressed heavily against the sofa cushion, which was the only point of support for her body. The father-in-law's penis exerted a strong thrust, and the two-seater sofa could not withstand it and moved backward.
"Ah...ah...ooh...light...I'm dying..."
Xu Ying cried out in suppressed sobs. After a series of rapid thrusts, her lower body could no longer hold back the intense tingling and numbness. "I'm going to lose it...ah..."
In a long, unrestrained cry, cool vaginal fluid gushed out. However, her father-in-law's attack became even more intense, and the heat in her lower body rose rapidly with the intense friction.
"It's coming again..."
The back of the sofa was finally squeezed against the windowsill, and Xu Ying's vaginal canal tightened once more. "Ah...Yingying..."
Old Sun thrust hard into his daughter-in-law's deepest part, his penis swelling unprecedentedly, and hot semen shot out rapidly. Both father-in-law and daughter-in-law let out satisfied sighs at the same time.
"Hmm..."
As her father-in-law's hands, which had been gripping her waist, loosened, Xu Ying's knees slammed heavily onto the floor. Strands of her short hair, soaked with sweat, clung to her pretty face, and her eyes were filled with a hazy, satisfied look.
In the spacious living room, a naked man and woman were entangled in an obscene position.
Sun Zhengde held his wife in his arms like a little white kitten, but his mind was filled with thoughts of Jiao Da, as if that servant from two or three hundred years ago was pointing at him and cursing: "...the incestuous ones, the lovers who keep their brothers-in-law's children..."
He used to think Jiao Da was right; the ancient Three Cardinal Guides and Five Constant Virtues, and the social morality, professional ethics, and family virtues advocated today, were what his job was supposed to uphold. Then, Sun Zhengde began to reconsider whether his previous views were correct. Wasn't what Jiao Da criticized also part of culture, even civilization? "
There are indeed many erotic scenes in *Dream of the Red Chamber* that evoke associations," Sun Zhengde thought. His thick, long penis began to harden again, pressing against his wife's lower abdomen.
Xu Ying, noticing her father-in-law's physical reaction, suddenly snapped out of her post-orgasmic relaxation, utterly astonished by his vigorous sexual desire—it was even more potent than a strong young man's!
The word "escape" flashed through Xu Ying's mind. Her delicate body writhed restlessly like a snake, and she cried out, "Dad, you're so lecherous! I don't want it anymore..."
Sun Zhengde tightly encircled his wife's slender waist, watching her writhing body in his arms with a playful gaze. His wife's mature, firm breasts and shapely, long legs aroused a wolfish glint in his eyes. "Yingying, let's go to bed..."
"No... ah!" Xu Ying, who was struggling, suddenly lifted into the air, and Sun Zhengde had already stood up with her in his arms. With a soft cry, Xu Ying reflexively wrapped her arms around her father-in-law's neck, her long legs kicking wildly as she stepped onto the marble coffee table.
Sun Zhengde roared and pulled hard. Xu Ying lost her footing and fell into her father-in-law's arms like a dough ball. Her long legs slipped again, and Sun Zhengde's large hands gripped her ample buttocks tightly, lifting her up. "Come on, open your legs..."
His deep voice was muffled by his rapid breathing.
"Ah... let go, Dad..."
Xu Ying felt her delicate body lose all balance in the rapid manipulation, clinging tightly to her father-in-law's neck. Her legs were easily spread apart, and a thick, hot penis quickly pressed against them. The support and heat emanating from the penis were so intense that Xu Ying's strength melted away.
Sun Zhengde began to adjust the pressure points of his hands to exert more force, while his large glans rubbed against the pink crevice of her flesh as his daughter-in-law's plump buttocks writhed.
The symbolic struggle could no longer conceal Xu Ying's primal desire, and she began to moan suppressedly. Waves of tingling sensations from her lower body assaulted her brain, a blush rising on her pretty face, her eyes seemingly overflowing with desire. Sun Zhengde thrust his thick penis, saying in a teasing tone, "Yingying, want to put it in?" while continuously
teasing his daughter-in-law's increasingly wet vagina.
Xu Ying was too ashamed to speak, but kept nodding her head vigorously.
“No, you have to say it…”
Sun Zhengde loosened his grip slightly, and his wife’s voluptuous body quickly slid down, his large glans easily squeezing in. Xu Ying’s lips parted slightly, letting out a soft, cathartic cry. Sun Zhengde’s hands tightened around her buttocks, then lifted her up again, pulling his glans out again, bringing with it a glistening trail of vaginal fluid. “Say it!”
“Ugh…”
Xu Ying let out a low moan of pain.
“Say it!”
“Ugh… Dad… give it to me…” Xu Ying bit her lower lip tightly with her pearly white teeth, struggling to get close to Sun Zhengde’s ear, letting out a low moan from her throat.
"Tell me quickly, isn't our Yingying a little slut?"
"Hmm... Yingying is... a little slut."
"What does the little slut want?"
"The little slut wants Daddy's... big cock." Xu Ying opened her mouth and bit Sun Zhengde's earlobe, seemingly crying out, "Give it to me... Daddy... quick... woo..."
"Alright!"
Sun Zhengde pushed aside the sofa next to the coffee table, took a step forward, and his thick, long cock smoothly entered his daughter-in-law's cavity, which was now like a furnace.
The father-in-law and daughter-in-law both let out long sighs at the same time, "It's... all the way in..."
The deeply inserted cock was still pushing in, and Xu Ying felt like she was sitting on a hot iron rod, even feeling a slight pain.
Sun Zhengde took a second step, and the cock withdrew slightly. "Sigh..."
Xu Ying let out a long breath. Time seemed to pass slowly when it was inserted just now, but her father-in-law's cock was pushing in rapidly again, and the feeling of fullness and pressure was impacting her brain again, as if she were floating on clouds.
In just a few moments, Xu Ying's sensitive passage began to throb violently. Sun Zhengde, feeling his daughter-in-law was about to climax, was filled with pride. "Hah...hah...hah..."
he rhythmically shouted in time with the thrusting of his penis, relentlessly pounding into his wife's body as he walked towards his son and daughter-in-law's room.
After a few more steps, Xu Ying's vaginal opening contracted sharply, her back arching like a shrimp. "It's coming...it's coming...ahhh..."
Seductive moans filled the living room. A cool liquid gushed from Xu Ying's body, squeezing out along the tightly inserted penis, splashing onto Sun Zhengde's lower abdomen, soaking their genitals.
After her orgasm, Xu Ying didn't feel her father-in-law's penis soften at all. With a "bang," Sun Zhengde kicked open his son's bedroom door. "Not in our room...Dad...no..."
Ignoring his wife's soft pleas, Sun Zhengde took a few quick steps and forced her down onto the pink mattress.
"Mmm...mmm...ah..."
With the rapid thrusting of the penis, Xu Ying let out another sexy moan.
Sun Zhengde, kneeling between his daughter-in-law's legs, thrust wantonly, his eyes inadvertently glancing at the wedding photo of his son and daughter-in-law on the bedside table. Yet, he felt no guilt whatsoever; instead, his penis, thrusting inside her, grew even thicker and longer. "Dad...your...big...ah...it's killing me...mmmmmm..."
The pink blanket rippled like waves as Xu Ying gradually lost herself in the sea of desire.
Sun Zhengde watched triumphantly as his daughter-in-law ecstatically succumbed to pleasure beneath him, a stark contrast to the innocent image in the wedding photo. Sun Wei, meanwhile, maintained his unchanging smile, watching his wife reach orgasm again and again under her father-in-law's penis, step by step descending into the abyss of lust...--- Chapter Five: Lamb to the Slaughter---
After a while, Old Sun lifted Xu Ying's jade-like legs, turning her body over. As her body turned, the penis rubbed against Xu Ying's vagina, rotating half a circle. Even after her orgasm, Xu Ying's vagina was still spasming. The spasms intensified, her vagina gripping his penis even tighter, her uterus sucking it in. Old Sun reached between Xu Ying's legs and lifted her up.
"...Dad...what are you doing?"
Xu Ying asked softly, looking at Old Sun.
"Let's go to the room!"
Old Sun carried Xu Ying towards the room, his penis still inside her vagina, pulsating with each step. Having already reached orgasm, Xu Ying felt an indescribable pleasure with every step. Although the pulsations weren't very strong, they aroused her even more intense agitation. Her moans grew louder, and strange, obscene sounds emanated from her body.
Finally, they arrived at the room, Old Sun's penis remaining inside throughout the journey. After getting into bed, Old Sun placed Xu Ying's left leg on top of her right, and lay down next to her, embracing her from behind with his penis inserted straight into her protruding buttocks. As he thrust, Old Sun kneaded her full breasts with one hand and sucked on her ear with his lips.
"Oh...oh...Dad...faster...I...oh...fuck me to death...oh..." A new wave of pleasure surged through Xu Ying's body. Experiencing this three-way assault for the first time, Xu Ying completely lost her rationality, replaced only by lust. She was drenched in sweat, her vagina constantly throbbing with tingling sexual pleasure. To her, her husband was obviously inferior in penis size, and even in stamina and technique; he couldn't last even a minute, let alone a few minutes. Old Sun, however, didn't let up, continuing to lead Xu Ying to explore unknown territory. He hugged her from behind, lifting her body as she leaned forward.
"Ah... Dad... so good... oh... I can't take it anymore..."
Old Sun's lips kissed the back of Xu Ying's neck, sending shivers down her spine as if she were being electrocuted. His lips slid from her shoulders across her neck to her cheek, and Xu Ying involuntarily turned her head to meet his, her burning desire driving her to kiss him back forcefully, greedily sucking on his tongue.
"Ah... ah... oh... so good... so good..."
Old Sun increased the speed of his thrusts, and as his penis thrust harder, suddenly Xu Ying's uterus gripped his penis like a straw. Xu Ying felt intense spasms coursing through her limbs, her entire body melting into an indescribable, overwhelming climax.
"Oh... so good... oh... no... I'm going to lose it..."
Old Sun ejaculated hot semen from his engorged penis, pouring it all into Xu Ying's vagina. Deep within Xu Ying, the large amount of warm semen seemed to bring even greater joy, as if it had seeped into her very blood. Old Sun stroked Xu Ying, still savoring the afterglow of her orgasm, and pressed his lips to hers. Xu Ying, still deeply immersed in pleasure, opened her moist eyes slightly and involuntarily moved closer, relishing the pleasure she had just experienced. Xu Ying
lay quietly on Old Sun's body, her fingers lightly tracing his lips. Old Sun gently stroked Xu Ying's back, warm from sexual pleasure. The two lay there quietly, seemingly enjoying this rare moment, neither wanting to utter a word and disrupt the beautiful feeling.
"Dad... what should we do?"
Old Sun didn't know how to answer Xu Ying's question. He could only gently bite Xu Ying's finger with his teeth. Old Sun was also thinking about this question, but he truly didn't know how to answer it.
"Dad doesn't know how to tell either. Dad only knows that I can't live without you!" After saying this, Old Sun gently kissed Xu Ying's forehead. Old Sun's words, "I can't live without you," were heartfelt. Since their encounter last night, he had realized he had fallen in love with Xu Ying. Even while handling official business in the office during the day, Xu Ying's image kept flashing through his mind. He even wanted to run home and be intimate with her. Since his wife's death, Old Sun had always been indifferent to emotions, just wanting to live one day at a time. But now, he had an urge to make Xu Ying's life happy. Old Sun felt like he was back in his youth, full of energy and drive.
"Dad, Mom must have been very happy before!"
"Dad doesn't know if your mother was happy before, Dad just wants to know if you are happy now?" Hearing Old Sun's words, Xu Ying hugged him even tighter and nodded in response.
"Then let's maintain this lifestyle and not let Sun Wei know for now." "Okay!"
Xu Ying looked up at Old Sun's mature face, thinking to herself that she had fallen in love with the man before her. Although Old Sun was her husband's father, she truly loved him, just as he had said, she couldn't live without him. She involuntarily pressed her lips to Old Sun's, his tongue swirling inside her mouth. When his tongue withdrew, Xu Ying's tongue followed, sucking hard on it. When their lips parted, saliva formed a long line between them, and Xu Ying thought their love was like that line, connected, an unbreakable bond. Xu Ying pressed her cheek against Old Sun's, rubbing it against him.
"Dad, I want to take a shower."
Xu Ying sat on the bed, wrapped in a blanket.
"Okay, Dad will shower with you, okay?"
"Mmm..."
Xu Ying nodded shyly, her face flushed.
Old Sun picked up Xu Ying and carried her to the bathroom. Xu Ying wrapped her arms around Old Sun's neck and nestled gently in his arms. At that moment, she felt like she and Old Sun were a newlywed couple in love. Inside the bathroom, Old Sun turned on the showerhead and
sprayed water on Xu Ying's body, while Xu Ying dodged away, the two playing like children. Finally, Old Sun applied shower gel to Xu Ying's body, his hands slowly moving down from her shoulders, gently caressing her full, firm breasts. Xu Ying also helped Old Sun apply shower gel. Old Sun's hands lingered on her breasts for a long time before continuing down, gently washing her pubic hair and vulva, while his other hand reached for her buttocks. When Xu Ying's hand reached for Lao Sun's penis, she hesitated for a moment, but quickly grasped it with both hands and rubbed and cleaned it. In her heart, the man before her was no longer her father, but the one she loved, and what she was doing was an expression of love, just as Lao Sun loved her in the same way.
Finally, when both of them were covered in foam, they embraced each other tightly and kissed, as if trying to merge their bodies into one. At that moment, they thought of nothing but conveying and feeling each other's love through their bodies. Xu Ying turned around, and Lao Sun hugged her from behind, kissing her fair neck incessantly while his hands caressed her breasts. Xu Ying's hands also reached back to hold Lao Sun's head, her head twisting and turning with his kisses. They both wished time could stand still, so they could remain entwined like this, expressing and feeling each other's love in this way.
After Lao Sun got into the bathtub, he let Xu Ying sit on his lap. The two lay quietly in the tub, Xu Ying's smooth back pressed against Lao Sun's chest, her buttocks resting on his thighs. Lao Sun inhaled the fragrance of Xu Ying's hair from behind, his hands restlessly kneading her breasts. Xu Ying closed her eyes, enjoying Lao Sun's caresses; she loved the feeling of his gentle touch. Lao Sun's penis slowly hardened, pressing against Xu Ying's beautiful buttocks. Lao Sun was surprised by his own erection; he was almost fifty years old, and had only ejaculated recently, yet he was now full of energy again. Lao Sun didn't know where his energy came from. Finally, he thought perhaps it was Xu Ying's delicate body that aroused his energy! Lao Sun kissed Xu Ying's earlobe, then began to suckle her sensitive neck.
"Ah... um... um... ah..."
Xu Ying's beautiful moans aroused Lao Sun's desire. His right hand left her breast and slowly moved towards her vulva, gently caressing it. His left hand continued to knead and rub her soft breasts, which were already engorged and erect.
"Ah... ah... oh... um..."
The two lay quietly in the bathtub, their love consisting solely of caresses. Neither spoke; for them, words were unnecessary to express their love. They expressed it through actions, feeling each other's love through their reactions. Perhaps they knew they weren't qualified to express their love verbally.
Back in the room, Xu Ying lay on the bed, naturally closing her eyes. Lao Sun stood by the bed, carefully admiring Xu Ying's mature and voluptuous body. To Xu Ying, her alluring body was a masterpiece of God. The sight of Xu Ying's naked body made Lao Sun feel his own body heat up. She shyly turned over, lying on her side in a V-shape. Old Sun sat beside Xu Ying, gently stroking her body with his fingers, from her neck and back down to her buttocks. The light, almost imperceptible touch of his fingertips heightened Xu Ying's senses. When Old Sun's fingers reached her buttocks, Xu Ying could no longer hold back her moan.
"Mmm...oh...mmm...no...oh..."
The initial pleasure transformed into an unbearable tingling sensation, making Xu Ying's body restless. She desperately twisted her body, trying to escape. Old Sun turned Xu Ying onto her back, his fingertips lightly caressing around her nipples, tenderly kneading them repeatedly. Xu Ying's nipples had already become erect, as if awakened. Old Sun lowered his head, gently kissing the nipple he was kneading with his right hand, while his other hand touched the small, panting clitoris between Xu Ying's legs.
"Mmm...oh...ah...good...so good...oh..."
Old Sun held Xu Ying's nipple in his mouth, his fingertips lightly touching it. This heightened Xu Ying's senses; she felt Old Sun's tenderness, and her body surged with desire. She felt how much her body longed for Old Sun's arrival, and she kept writhing in yearning. Old Sun noticed Xu Ying's change, but continued to hold her nipple in his mouth, his fingers gently rubbing her clitoris.
"Ah...Dad...I can't take it anymore...oh...hurry up..."
Xu Ying's body was burning with desire, her sparse, neat pubic hair was wet with her juices, her lower body craved her father's penis, a burning, urgent desire, even her labia ached, and she kept arching her hips, begging for Old Sun's arrival.
"Oh... Dad... hurry... don't torture me anymore... ah... hurry... give it to me... oh..." Old Sun came between Xu Ying's legs and pressed his penis against her wet vagina. Compared to her pitiful labia, Old Sun's penis seemed incredibly large. Just as Old Sun was gently rubbing the head of his penis against Xu Ying's labia, Xu Ying couldn't help but lift her waist, automatically swallowing Old Sun's glans. When Old Sun slowly and forcefully inserted his penis, Xu Ying's labia actually automatically sucked his penis in.
"Ah... finally... it's in... ah... ah..." Xu Ying groaned, her body arching back. Although she didn't feel pain, she still felt somewhat uncomfortable.
As Old Sun's penis reached the deepest part of her body and slowly moved in and out, Xu Ying couldn't help but groan loudly under the intense pleasure of the impact. Although some say that bigger isn't necessarily better, that's not true. The bigger, the more satisfying it is, and the stronger the friction against the labia during thrusting, the different the sensation.
"Ah...ah...so...comfortable...oh...Dad...faster...faster..." Xu Ying's rationality was completely extinguished by Lao Sun's enormous penis. The massive penis went in and out, making her groan involuntarily. Xu Ying couldn't wait any longer; the pleasure brought by Lao Sun's thrusting was extremely pleasurable. The heat and pain from the penis entering and exiting gave Xu Ying's lower body a melting pleasure, and with each thrust of Lao Sun's penis, the pleasure became more intense and profound.
"Oh...oh...good...oh...faster...I can't take it...oh...so...good...so good..." Xu Ying hugged Lao Sun's back with both hands, waves of orgasm washing over her entire body, her limbs trembling as if paralyzed. She was almost overwhelmed by the waves of pleasure, and with each groan, she felt as if all the bones in her body were about to fall apart. Old Sun continued thrusting, followed by another intense orgasm. This was the first time Xu Ying had experienced such a series of orgasms. She thought it would only happen twice at most, but unexpectedly, a third orgasm followed. At this point, Xu Ying had forgotten about Old Sun, only responding to the even faster thrusts. Her moans turned into cries, the folds of her vagina spasming in wave-like waves, tightly gripping Old Sun's penis!
"Ah... I can't take it anymore... Oh... I'm dying... Oh... It feels so good..." Under Xu Ying's unbridled stimulation, Old Sun ejaculated his hot semen into her uterus.
After ejaculating, Old Sun didn't withdraw his penis. He turned Xu Ying around, letting her lie on top of him. He liked the feeling of holding her on top of him after ejaculation; it gave him a sense of security. Xu Ying lay on Old Sun, her body still warm from the afterglow of her orgasm, her body tingling with pleasure. Old Sun held Xu Ying in his arms, gently stroking her jade-like back and shapely buttocks.
"Little darling, is it comfortable?"
"Mmm! Don't call me that, I'm your daughter-in-law!"
After receiving Xu Ying's affirmation, Old Sun felt quite proud. Old Sun hugged Xu Ying even tighter, while kissing Xu Ying's small mouth.
"It's my little darling! Sleep well, get enough rest so we can continue tomorrow..." [Mmm, no more, Dad, you're so naughty...]
After saying that, the two of them embraced each other tightly and fell into a deep sleep amidst the endless tenderness of each other's bodies.

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