She got together with insurance agent Yanny

At 12:30 PM, feeling a bit impatient, I went straight to Hongx Insurance Company to find Yanny, an insurance agent there. The receptionist led me to a meeting room of about 70 square feet. The room was simply furnished, with a small round table, three rolling office chairs, and a spacious three-seater sofa. I randomly picked a chair and sat down, waiting quietly.
Less than half a minute later, Yanny came into the meeting room carrying two folders about an inch thick, locked the door, and sat down in a chair facing me. "Mr. Chen, good afternoon, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. Regarding the policy we discussed last time, I've discussed it with the company, and there are new offers available..." Her voice was sincere and friendly.
"Ms. Wen, actually... I clearly stated last week that I have no plans to purchase life insurance at the moment." I interrupted Yanny, carefully observing her reaction. Yes, last week, I had met with Yanny at a coffee shop to discuss insurance matters, but Yanny focused on talking to me about life insurance, and the meeting ended without any progress.
Yanny is about five feet six inches tall, quite slender. Today, she was still wearing a neat office suit, her long hair reaching her shoulders, and she was as radiant as ever. The only difference was that she had changed her inner shirt from a shirt to a thin, low-cut white cotton top, with her white lace bra faintly visible, making her extremely sexy. It was only then that I realized how impressive Yanny's breasts were; I estimated they were at least a 35D.
Yanny, knowing I was staring at her chest, seemed rather pleased, tossing her hair behind her shoulder with an incredibly alluring air.
No wonder this woman, barely twenty-three or twenty-four, had already achieved considerable success and reputation in the insurance industry.
I became embarrassed, no longer daring to look directly at Yanny's breasts, and instead focused on the folder on the table, even though I wasn't particularly interested in its contents.
"Mr. Chen, we understand your needs and have adjusted the policy. This policy combines savings, medical, and life insurance components, with a focus on savings. The risk is very low, but the return is quite guaranteed..."
For the next twenty minutes, Yanny bombarded me with the benefits of the policy.
Savings-based insurance is good; one always needs to plan for the future. But when I learned that this policy required monthly payments of over four thousand dollars, my interest waned once again.
Suddenly, Yanny grabbed my hand with her left hand, and using this momentum, she swayed her chair to my side.
Her right palm was actually resting on my penis.
"Mr. Chen, please, I'm begging you, just sign this policy. It'll be cheaper for both of us. I haven't met my sales target this month yet," Yanny pleaded softly in my ear, her breath sweet as orchids, her right hand repeatedly groping my penis through my pants.
I felt paralyzed, my mind a jumble of thoughts as I stared at the documents on the table, not daring to make eye contact with Yanny.
"If you sign it now, I can... have some fun with you for free." Her voice was still gentle and kind, yet it struck me like a bolt of lightning.
I could hardly believe my ears. Hearing is deceiving, seeing is believing; the fact that Yanny's breasts were slowly pressing against me was undeniable. I was speechless for a long time, staring blankly at Yanny, feeling my heart pounding in my chest and my face burning hot.
"Want to—make—love—with—me?" Yanny further explained the definition of "happy," deliberately slowing down and enunciating each word as if afraid I'd misunderstood. Seeing my helplessness, she seemed quite pleased.
Faced with her teasing, I felt like I'd been struck by lightning, unable to "reject" or "accept." Yanny saw my wavering, knowing that with just a little more force, she could shatter my fragile defenses.
Yes, she attacked. She slowly knelt down before me, unzipped my jeans, and took my already half-erect penis in her mouth.
Yanny's eyes continued to bewitch me with a seductive allure. She was confident in her appearance, knowing full well that unless she encountered fierce resistance, I was completely under her thumb.
I lost, utterly and utterly. But losing to such a stunning beauty before me, I accepted it willingly.
It had been four whole years since my last girlfriend's breakup that I had experienced the gentle caress of a woman's tongue. Of course, Yanny was far superior to my ex-girlfriend in both looks and skill.
At first, Yanny gently cradled my penis in her palm, her small mouth softly kissing it, slowly warming it up. Once it was fully erect, Yanny changed tactics, like a painter sweeping her tongue along the glans down to the scrotum, then back up to the glans. For convenience, Yanny also pulled down my pants and underwear. After stroking me over a hundred times, Yanny tidied her slightly disheveled hair and began a new offensive.
Using her right index and middle fingers, she gently held my penis close to her stomach and began sucking on my scrotum. Yanny was meticulous and impartial, attending to both testicles in an orderly fashion. I silently observed; each sucking lasted about ten seconds.
I don't know how to describe her technique; I only know that pleasure instantly spread throughout my body. I involuntarily straightened up, which helped me resist the urge to ejaculate.
Yanny was brimming with confidence in her oral skills, keeping my penis under perfect control. Whenever I felt the urge to ejaculate, she would immediately slow her advances, temporarily cooling my desire. I was completely at her mercy.
Yes, a woman with rich sexual experience can control the timing of a man's ejaculation by observing the temperature of his penis and his partner's reactions. At this moment, I admit, my penis was already eight-tenths ready to explode.
However, just then, Yanny attempted to ruthlessly extinguish my desire with a bucket of cold water.
She suddenly stopped all oral service and abruptly stood up straight.
"Mr. Chen, why don't you sign the documents first, then I'll serve you properly." The voice was as obsequious and polite as ever, still captivating, but to my ears it sounded incredibly ruthless and vicious.
I hate being threatened more than anything in my life, and I was instantly furious, so much so that I felt like I was about to burst into tears. In a moment of impulsiveness, I slapped Yanny twice.
Yanny stood there, looking utterly wronged, a face as if she wanted to cry but couldn't, seemingly caught off guard by my sudden outburst. For a moment, the room was completely silent.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to threaten you, please forgive me," Yanny said, her cheeks burning, breaking the silence. Her voice trembled slightly, but remained gentle and touching, like a little girl who had done something wrong. After saying that, she slowly knelt down again, opened her small mouth, and tried to finish the service I had just interrupted.
Faced with such a situation, even the most hard-hearted man's anger would eventually dissipate. I gently stroked the hair on her head, expressing my forgiveness and apology. Her mouth continued to serve my penis, her eyes still narrowed to indicate acceptance of my apology.
Two slaps were already firmly imprinted on my face. In fact, Yanny could have used this as a threat, forcing me to obediently sign the insurance policy, or she would call the police to resolve the matter. But Yanny didn't. She chose to keep her promise, which surprised me greatly, and I was even momentarily moved.
Because the little conflict just now happened so suddenly, my penis went limp, and Yanny was trying her best to wake it up.
Since the policy was already signed, I wasn't going to be polite with Yanny anymore and was going to try to get all the discounts I could. Those 35D breasts, I had to get them no matter what.
I leaned forward slightly, stretching out my hands to massage her breasts. Even through the thin fabric and bra, I could still feel their size and softness.
Yanny didn't resist my advances; instead, she straightened up and cooperated with my assault. She knew, of course, that if I took the initiative, it meant she had won this round, and the insurance policy would be hers for the taking.
Yanny, being quite obedient, simply pulled her breasts out from under her low neckline, and pulled down her lace bra as well. Witnessing a pair of 35D breasts spring out naked, their pink nipples standing erect, I admit, I was dumbfounded.
No matter how hard my lips were, my body remained as compliant as ever. My hands naturally roamed over her fair, tender breasts. Looking down at her nipples, I longed to immediately pick her up and savor those two pink, strawberry-like breasts.
But that would be a terrible mood killer, ruining the atmosphere. Yanny was busy.
Her penis was already fully aroused, and Yanny, her face flushed, leaned forward and backward, actively thrusting her tongue across my entire shaft, each time quickly swirling the tip of her tongue around my glans.
I was feeling increasingly pleasured. But with such beautiful breasts before me, wouldn't it be a terrible waste not to give them a push, or even a fatal blow?
"Use...this...is that okay?"
Yanny hesitated, looking at me. I pointed to her soft, mature breasts as a hint. My body was honest, but my mouth was less so, and less willing to honestly express my desires.
"Of course," Yanny said sweetly. The shrewd woman understood my thoughts perfectly. As I had mentioned before, the more "discounts" I asked for, the more leverage Yanny would have in this negotiation, and she was certainly happy to oblige with something as casual as breast play.
My penis was placed between her soft breasts, and Yanny manipulated the two mounds, sometimes squeezing them together forcefully, sometimes rubbing them up and down. The obedient Yanny never let her mouth rest, gently licking the glans with her tongue, and squeezing out saliva to moisten my penis, making the breast play even smoother. Yanny
's squeezing speed against her breasts increased, and I sensed my end was near.
My glans relaxed, and my semen gushed out.
The first thrust aimed straight for my forehead; Yanny was prepared, her eyes half-closed, yet she didn't flinch, her hands continuing their meticulous squeezing motion.
The second thrust went straight for my philtrum, the third for my lower lip.
The third, fourth, and fifth thrusts, lacking momentum, landed on my breasts and cleavage.
Then, Yanny took the initiative, taking my sixth, seventh, eighth, and ninth thrusts into her mouth. After confirming I had ejaculated, she used her tongue and lips to clean me up afterwards.
I couldn't help but shudder. It was so good; this is what life should be like.
Yanny spat the semen from her mouth onto her hand. I quickly used tissue paper to wipe the white fluid that had fallen onto her face and chest.
Then, keeping my promise, I signed the insurance policy. Yanny watched with delight.
Most men regain their senses after ejaculating. I quickly pulled my pants back up, afraid someone might burst in and catch me in the act; most cheaters experience this kind of embarrassment.
Just then, Yanny actually sat down on my lap!
"Now it's my turn to keep my promise and make love to you properly."
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