【Rebirth and Mystery: Who Am I?】(The Ambition of the Twenty-Two-Three Witch)

The Ambitions of the Twenty-Two or Thirteenth Witch
Dongyue Mingzhou. By the Yunhu Lake, two middle-aged men sat facing each other in a lakeside teahouse. The younger
man said, "The situation is changing rapidly, which is very unfavorable for us. We don't know where things went wrong, but they're
investigating his past nationwide. They might trace it back to Sichuan someday."
"I already knew about this. I heard it was an instructor surnamed Zhuang from the Central Police Bureau who started the investigation. I didn't
expect something from over two years ago to have revealed a flaw. Luckily, he had transferred to another unit before, so they can't trace him
to Sichuan yet. I just don't understand how the Central Police Bureau would think he had participated in the selection process."
"Could it be that he's regained his memory?"
"Impossible. If he had regained his memory, they would have gone directly to his former unit. The current
situation is that he hasn't regained his memory and doesn't know his former unit."
"What do we do now? If they trace it back to his former unit, I'm afraid…"
"If it really comes to that, I'll take full responsibility. Neither Ning nor I will make it to that
point."
"Brother Jiang, you…" The younger man looked at the middle-aged man opposite him in shock.
"Daoqin, don't ask about this anymore. Contact the people in western Sichuan who have been in contact with him.
Those still in their original units have all been transferred out of that unit. Even if the higher-ups find out about that unit, they won't be able to find anything for a while. In the future
, try to come to Jiangnan as little as possible. We'll make plans after this matter is over."
"Brother Jiang, the situation isn't that bad yet. You should think carefully."
"Whether we succeed or fail, the matter from twenty years ago should be settled. Now, only I can shoulder this
responsibility." The middle-aged man stood at the window, gazing at the vast, misty Yunhu Lake outside like a statue.
Haicheng, Fang Ying's bedroom. On the large Simmons bed, Fang Yulong lay naked in the center
, his strong body exposed. The tall Fang Ying sat on him. The youthful and beautiful Fang Ying was also naked, her long, fair
legs spread apart as she knelt on Fang Yulong. Her captivating face was buried in Fang Yulong's lower abdomen,
completely displaying the most mysterious part of a woman's vulva to him.
Fang Ying already knew that she and Fang Yulong were true cousins, which put her in a very conflicted state of mind. On one hand,
she knew that both families had abandoned their wishes for her to marry Fang Yulong, and that sleeping with him would violate social norms and
morality. On the other hand, Fang Ying couldn't resist the pleasure of sex with Fang Yulong; the wonderful sensation was irresistible
, not to mention that Fang Yulong, despite his incestuous relationship, was still seducing her, making her feel a strong desire to have sex with men when he was around
.
Fang Ying lowered her head, her long hair obscuring her pretty face. Her slender fingers grasped the man's hot penis and
gently stroked it, while she opened her red lips and sucked on the large glans. Fang Ying pressed her chest and abdomen tightly against Fang
Yulong's body, her rounded buttocks raised high, her pair of fair and plump legs spread wide, facing Fang Yulong
's face. Her slightly parted pink labia were exposed to Fang Yulong like a close-up shot, so beautiful and sexy to him
. A few drops of lustful fluid were already present between her pink labia, and her two plump, pink labia majora
trembled gently with her breath, as if waiting for a man's kiss.
Fang Yulong reached out and grasped his cousin's fair and rounded buttocks, extending his tongue to gently lick her labia
, like a tea drinker tasting a fine new tea. "Ah...ah..." The man's gliding tongue made Fang Ying feel
incredibly itchy, and she gently twisted her fair buttocks, swaying her pink vulva in front of Fang Yulong's eyes. Seeing this, Fang Yulong's lust was aroused, and he tilted his head back
, opened his mouth wide, and took Fang Ying's delicate vulva into his mouth.
"Sister, your little cunt is so tender, your two fleshy lips are just like big, fat abalone." As he spoke, Fang Yulong sucked on
Fang Ying's plump vulva, swallowing large gulps of the woman's secretions.
Fang Ying completely forgot about her illicit relationship with the man, enjoying
the intense pleasure brought by the man's tongue thrusting and sucking in her vagina, and cried out ecstatically, "Ah... Yulong... good brother... faster
... deeper... ah..."
Hearing Fang Ying's cries, Fang Yulong tightly gripped his cousin's snow-white buttocks and pressed them down, allowing his tongue to
penetrate even deeper into his cousin's vulva. Fang Ying was completely kneeling on Fang Yulong's body, her thighs almost pressed into a straight line,
her snow-white buttocks trembling rapidly against the man's face.
Fang Yulong pressed down on Fang Ying's buttocks tightly, like a hunting leopard biting a snow-white sheep,
only beginning to enjoy the delicious taste when the sheep's body stopped struggling. Fang Yulong rolled over, his large penis
thrusting into his cousin Fang Ying's vagina. The massive glans forced open the tightly closed vaginal walls, slamming hard against
her sensitive clitoris.
"Ah... all the way in... Yulong, you've hit my clitoris again... It feels so good..."
"Sister, you're squeezing me so tight... Sister, I love you to death!" Fang Yulong embraced Fang Ying's delicate
body, beginning a new round of assault, drawing his beautiful cousin into a vortex of lust.
Xia Mo was still in Lingjiang. Besides the Fang siblings, Zhao Weiyang was also in the apartment. In the past, when Fang Yulong came to Haicheng, if
Xia Mo's room was empty, Zhao Weiyang would sleep in Xia Mo's room. But today, Zhao Weiyang didn't go to Xia Mo's
room. Instead, she stayed in her own room, eavesdropping on the sounds of the man and woman next door. From the moment Zhao Weiyang returned to her apartment and saw Fang
Yulong, an inexplicable fire burned within her, giving her a strong urge to
masturbate. Wearing a white silk nightgown, Zhao Weiyang slipped one hand under the hem, pulling her pink panties up
to her thigh. Her slender fingers gently rubbed her sensitive clitoris, her eyes filled with Fang Yulong's tall figure.
Could she be "poisoned" by Fang Yulong? Zhao Weiyang thought of Fang Yulong's medical report.
Fang Yulong didn't live in Haicheng, rarely visiting once or twice a month, and recently even less frequently. If this
was also because of Fang Yulong's special nature, then it was all too terrifying. Would she eventually
become Fang Yulong's complete captive, just like Fang Ying?
Zhao Weiyang couldn't bear to think any further. The lewd moans coming from next door intensely stimulated her desire. Her
heart pounded with excitement, mirroring Fang Ying's moans. Her clitoris, rubbed by her slender fingers, was completely engorged and erect.
Reaching the point of desperate release, Zhao Weiyang felt an intense itch all over her body. She pressed herself against the wall,
rubbing her clitoris with both hands, her slightly parted red lips purring softly, "Ah... Yulong... fuck me... ah
..."
The intense intercourse flushed Fang Ying's fair body. At the moment of ejaculation, Fang Yulong carefully felt
the changes in his own body, but apart from intense sexual pleasure, he felt nothing else. Fang Ying, however,
fainted at the instant of his ejaculation, her smooth body trembling beneath him. Fang Yulong closed his eyes, straddling Fang
Ying and gently thrusting his penis, ejaculating the remaining semen into his cousin's vagina.
Fang Ying awoke, lying motionless in Fang Yulong's arms, even as the man's lustful hands caressed her body
and played with her breasts. Fang Ying was tall and slender, her proportions extremely balanced,
perfectly harmonious against Fang Yulong's strong physique. After a long while, Fang Ying suddenly turned around and bit Fang Yulong's shoulder hard
, leaving two neat rows of teeth marks.
"Sister, what's wrong?" Fang Yulong knew Fang Ying's inner disappointment and confusion, and endured the pain to let her vent.
Fang Ying released the man's shoulder and said slowly, "Now you can wholeheartedly love Zhang Chongyue, and
you don't have to worry about me anymore."
"Sister, how could that be? You are the woman I love most, and I want you to stay by my side for the rest of my life."
Fang Yulong hugged his beautiful cousin's body tightly, thinking to himself, Zhang Chongyue is my cousin just like you, and I
will treat you both equally.
"You brat, how could that be? One day in the future, you will marry Zhang Chongyue, and I will also get married."
"No, I won't let you marry someone else." When Fang Yulong heard Fang Ying mention marriage, he
hugged Fang Ying's body even tighter.
"You brat, this isn't something you or I can decide. We can't get married; I can't stay single forever. My
dad's counting on me to give birth to a few big, healthy sons."
"Then we'll have one! I'll definitely make sure my sister has a few big, healthy sons." Fang Yulong thought to himself that as long as
he controlled his electrical energy, getting Fang Ying pregnant would be very easy.
"You brat, we're siblings, how can we have a child?"
"What does it matter? Many cousins have gotten married before." Fang Yulong pinned Fang Ying down and
began kissing her passionately. Hearing Fang Yulong's words, Fang Ying lay blankly on the bed. Although she also wanted to live with her cousin, who brought her
so much joy, forever, would her parents agree? Her mother knew she was sleeping with her cousin and
even tacitly approved of it continuing, but in the future, her parents certainly wouldn't let her continue being
her cousin's secret lover.
The next day at work, Zhao Weiyang found that Fang Ying wasn't as happy as she had expected; in fact, her face carried a faint
sadness. In the past, Fang Ying was always incredibly excited when Fang Yulong came to Haicheng; her radiant happiness was the envy of many
. What happened? Had Fang Ying and Fang Yulong quarreled? Impossible! They were inseparable for most of last night
, leaving her burning with desire and masturbating twice before stopping.
After lunch, Zhao Weiyang chatted with Fang Ying, asking what had happened. Fang Ying
always confided in Zhao Weiyang about her troubles, and this time was no exception. She told Zhao Weiyang the truth about her relationship with Fang Yulong
. Of course, Fang Ying didn't know Fang Yulong's true identity. She learned that Fang Yulong was her uncle Fang
Daming's illegitimate son. Before marrying Xia Zhuyi, Fang Daming had a relationship with a woman, which ended
. Fang Daming didn't know that the woman was pregnant when they broke up, and after giving birth, she
sent the child back to the Fang family, who unknowingly adopted Fang Yulong. It wasn't until recently that the Fang family learned about Fang
Yulong's true parentage.
Zhao Weiyang was stunned. Fang Ying and Fang Yulong were actually cousins ! No wonder Fang
Ying looked so worried after spending most of the night with Fang Yulong; that explained it all. Zhao Weiyang also thought about Fang Yulong's special
constitution. Fang Ying must have desperately wanted to marry him, and now that she knew there was no future for them, her sorrow
was understandable.
Since university, Zhao Weiyang had treated Fang Ying like a caring little sister, and she had special
feelings for her. Of course, she didn't want to see Fang Ying so unhappy all the time. After listening to Fang Ying's story,
an extremely crazy idea popped into Zhao Weiyang's mind. If she dated and married Fang Yulong, and Fang Ying secretly continued
her relationship with him, wouldn't that relieve Fang Ying's sorrow?
Zhao Weiyang was surprised that she had such a crazy idea. Was she trying to protect Fang Ying and
create conditions for Fang Ying and Fang Yulong to have an affair, or did she subconsciously yearn to be in a relationship with Fang Yulong, or even have a physical relationship with him?
So, after Fang Ying said she couldn't marry Fang Yulong, she immediately thought of replacing Fang Ying?
"Weiyang, this is a secret between Yulong and me. Don't tell anyone, not even Xia Mo knows."
"I know, Yingzi. Tell me your true feelings. Do you want to continue being with Yulong
?"
"Yes, but our relationship won't last long. Yulong is getting married, and I'm getting married too. We
'll break up someday."
"Not necessarily. Maybe Yulong's future wife won't mind you being with him."
"Weiyang, I know you're trying to comfort me, but how could such a thing happen?"
"Why wouldn't it happen? For example, if I were Yulong's wife, I definitely wouldn't stop you
from seeing him. "
Fang Ying stared blankly at Zhao Weiyang, an unbelievable thought flashing through her mind. Could it be that her wealthy best
friend had long harbored feelings for her cousin, but because of her, they hadn't developed a deeper relationship? Now that she knew
she couldn't marry her cousin, she wanted to marry him in her place? After a moment, Fang Ying said softly, "Wei
Yang, you're joking, right?"
Zhao Wei Yang didn't answer Fang Ying's question directly, but simply told her to maintain an optimistic and cheerful attitude. Back in her
office, Zhao Wei Yang thought about her conversation with Fang Ying earlier. At that moment, she had blurted out that she wanted to
be Fang Yulong's wife. Could it be that she had subconsciously harbored such a desire for a long time? Zhao Wei Yang recalled
the details of her relationship with Fang Yulong, from initially finding it crazy to later finding it increasingly feasible.
Deciding to take her relationship with Fang Yulong further, Zhao Weiyang called him and asked him to accompany her to Jinhui.
After leaving the apartment, Fang Yulong went for a walk in a nearby park, practicing the
exercises Zhuang Ruoying had taught him. It looked somewhat like Tai Chi, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't feel any
"qi" within him. Perhaps because Fang Yulong was too young and had practiced for so long, he attracted many onlookers
. After practicing for over an hour, noticing people pointing and whispering, he stopped and
went out to look at the pretty girls. Upon receiving Zhao Weiyang's call, Fang Yulong quickly arrived outside the company building. Even
after making her decision and sharing a car with Fang Yulong again, Zhao Weiyang still felt a little strange.
Although she had fantasized about having a relationship beyond friendship with Fang Yulong, it was just a fantasy to enhance her masturbation experience
. Now that it was about to become a real relationship, she found it difficult to adjust.
Fang Yulong was unaware of Zhao Weiyang's decision. He chatted with her affectionately, calling her "sister" this and "sister that," and noticed
her looking at him with a strange expression. He asked her what was wrong.
"We haven't stretched our muscles in a long time. Let's find a place to practice when we get back from Jinhui." Judo was
the sport with the most physical contact between them, and Zhao Weiyang decided to start changing her relationship with Fang Yulong by playing judo. For
Fang Yulong, who had experienced Zhuang Ruoying's perverted attacks, playing judo with Zhao Weiyang was like children playing house
. Even if he was thrown dozens of times by Zhao Weiyang, it was just a tickle to him. Thinking about being able to have some
fun with Zhao Weiyang, Fang Yulong naturally agreed wholeheartedly. This was much more interesting than wandering aimlessly through the streets of Haicheng.
Zhao Weiyang took Fang Yulong for a walk around the Jinhui construction site and then returned, taking him to a uniquely decorated
high-end sports club. The facilities here are all enclosed, each a separate space,
like hotel rooms, with individual changing rooms and even a shower.
The mats in the judo room are much softer and more comfortable than those in Zhuang Ruoying's training room.
Fang Yulong, dressed in his brand-new judo uniform, felt no pain when Zhao Weiyang threw him onto the mat; instead, it allowed him
to admire Zhao Weiyang's figure from different angles. Seeing Fang Yulong staring at her body, Zhao Weiyang hesitated again. Making
a decision was easy, but facing Fang Yulong directly made her shrink back.
This guy is like a wooden doll; he didn't seem to feel anything after being thrown so many times, and he didn't
spar with her like before, when their bodies could have more contact. Dead blockhead, does this young lady really have to seduce him?
"Fang Yulong, you seem out of sorts today, you have no energy at all. Did Yingzi drain you dry last night
?"
"How could that be? I was just worried about hurting Sister Weiyang." Fang Yulong stood up and wrestled with Zhao Weiyang
. Fang Yulong's strength far exceeded Zhao Weiyang's expectations. Even with his movements slowed, he
easily slammed Zhao Weiyang onto the mat. Fang Yulong's slow speed required even greater
strength and absolute control over Zhao Weiyang's body. He had done this move before, but never with such
ease; carrying Zhao Weiyang was like watching a slow-motion movie.
Zhao Weiyang landed on the ground, her whole body trembling. Fang Yulong gripped Zhao Weiyang's chest.
He had done this kind of intimate gesture before, but this time was different. He felt Zhao Weiyang's chest was particularly soft. Zhao Weiyang
wasn't wearing a bra under her judo uniform, and Fang Yulong's hand, through the uniform, gripped her
breast, squeezing it until it ached slightly. "
You bastard, you have no sense of chivalry!" Zhao Weiyang angrily slapped Fang Yulong's forearm,
pushing his hand away. Fang Yulong was still in shock, his hand not yet loosened from his clothes, when Zhao Weiyang slapped him,
tearing open half of his garment and revealing most of Zhao Weiyang's fair, tender breasts.
Fang Yulong stared at Zhao Weiyang's full, white breasts and the tender pink nipples, completely stunned. What
was going on? Zhao Weiyang was actually wearing a judo uniform without a bra! Was she doing this on purpose? Seeing Fang Yulong staring at her
chest, Zhao Weiyang's face flushed red, but she didn't cover herself. Instead, she lay motionless on the mat,
grabbing Fang Yulong's wrist with one hand. Fang Yulong's hand was pressed against her side, his palm still pressing down on her loosened
judo uniform. "
A man pursuing a woman is like climbing a mountain, a woman pursuing a man is like piercing a thin veil." Even if Fang Yulong was stupid, he knew this was Zhao Weiyang's doing;
the woman beneath him was seducing him. It's impossible for Fang Yulong to have no feelings for Zhao Weiyang, but Zhao Weiyang's status
dictates that he wouldn't dare to have any improper thoughts about her
. However, if Zhao Weiyang were to actively seduce him, that would be a different story. With such a beautiful woman in front of him, if he didn't make any move, he might even be ridiculed by other women.
If Fang Yulong knew that Zhao Weiyang wanted to be his girlfriend, or even his future wife, he
would definitely consider it seriously and then refuse this tempting offer. But Fang Yulong didn't know
any of this. He thought Zhao Weiyang was just a mature woman with physical needs, so she secretly brought him to
play judo behind Fang Ying's back, and incidentally had sex with him to satisfy her physical needs. Especially when he thought about his
ambiguous time with Zhao Weiyang in the past, Fang Yulong was even more convinced of his guess.
Although Zhao Weiyang usually bossed Fang Yulong around, at this moment, she was, after all, a
virgin who had never been with anyone before. Lying on the mat, she was at a loss and could only close her eyes slightly and let Fang Yulong do as he pleased. Fang Yulong gently
loosened the belt around Zhao Weiyang's waist, completely separating the judo uniform's collar, leaving her upper body completely
naked. Her full breasts, rising and falling with her heavy breathing, attracted Fang Yulong
's eyes, while the scent of sweat from her body further aroused his desire.
Her exposed skin felt slightly cool. Although Zhao Weiyang's eyes were closed, she knew Fang Yulong was watching her
body. Her body, never before seen by another man, was now completely exposed to his gaze. Even though
Zhao Weiyang had decided to develop a more intimate relationship with Fang Yulong, at this moment, she still revealed
her womanly reserve, instinctively bending her arms to cover her bare breasts. Zhao Weiyang's breasts
were similar to Fang Ying's, not particularly large, but under the pressure of her arms, they expanded outwards, making her breasts
even more alluring and further igniting Fang Yulong's possessive desire.
Fang Yulong lowered his head and lay on top of Zhao Weiyang, kissing her red lips while caressing
her body. After the initial awkwardness, Zhao Weiyang relaxed. Although
she was somewhat surprised by being so intimate with a man for the first time, she didn't feel embarrassed about actively seducing him.
Zhao Weiyang parted her lips slightly and welcomed his tongue into her mouth. Sensing Zhao Weiyang's passionate response, Fang Yulong
became bolder, unbuttoning her pants. One of his large hands slid down to her crotch,
caressing her most private parts.
Zhao Weiyang's thigh muscles were firm, her skin delicate, smooth as jade. Fang Yulong's fingers
traced the base of her thighs, pressing against the sensitive area between her legs, causing Zhao Weiyang's thighs to tremble slightly
. Although she had masturbated before, the feeling of a man's touch was completely different. Fang Yulong
's fingers traced like a comb across the woman's mons pubis, smoothing her soft pubic hair, before finally pressing against her smooth,
soft labia. The man's fingers directly stimulated her genitals, causing Zhao Weiyang to feel an intense itch all over her body.
The scene of her rubbing against the wall last night flashed before her eyes. Lying on the ground, she twisted her naked
body, softly moaning, "Don't... touch there... it itches..."
"Sister Weiyang, that's your little sister wanting a sausage." Fang Yulong released his fingers, revealing Zhao Weiyang
's labia to be wet and glistening, her entire vulva soaked with her vaginal fluids. Fang Yulong quickly stripped off
his clothes; his large penis was already erect, the swollen glans like a purplish-red egg,
veins bulging on his thick shaft like thin snakes coiled around it.
The moment Fang Yulong moved, Zhao Weiyang, squinting, saw the man's penis clearly and couldn't help but
gasp inwardly. "My God, how can this guy's penis be so big? It completely exceeds my expectations! No wonder
Fang Ying always makes such a commotion when she's in bed with him." Zhao Weiyang hadn't considered whether her little pussy could
accommodate such a large penis. In her opinion, what Fang Ying could do, she could do too; her physical abilities
were better than Fang Ying's.
Fang Yulong grabbed Zhao Weiyang's ankles, spreading her legs apart. Zhao Weiyang's mons pubis was full,
covered with a layer of soft, dark pubic hair, below which were narrow but full labia. Zhao Weiyang's labia were long and slender,
their color delicate, like slender flower buds tightly enveloping a woman's mysterious valley. The tender petals, glistening with vaginal fluid, reflected
against her two white thighs, like a begonia after the rain, appearing incredibly beautiful. Meanwhile, her chrysanthemum below was contracting
and twitching, as if calling for Fang Yulong to favor her. Seeing Fang Yulong spread her legs, Zhao Weiyang
tensed up again, her full, white buttocks taut, even her chrysanthemum bud trembling,
as if saying to the man, "Come on, come and fuck me!"
Fang Yulong, burning with lust, swallowed hard, his large, purplish-red glans
rubbing back and forth against Zhao Weiyang's vulva. Soon, his large glans became wet, as if coated with wax. Zhao Weiyang
felt something hot rubbing against her private parts, completely different from the man's fingers; she knew it was the man's
glans pressing against her labia. That oppressive feeling made the previously confident Zhao Weiyang somewhat fearful.
Even before penetration, she could feel how thick the man's penis was; how swollen it would be if he just inserted it like that
.
Zhao Weiyang's labia were delicate and she was inexperienced. Fang Yulong rubbed his glans against the side,
but couldn't penetrate her. He had to use his hand to guide his penis and forcefully push it in. Watching his large glans force open Zhao Weiyang's labia
, Fang Yulong felt a surge of excitement. He hadn't expected Zhao Weiyang to suddenly change her mind and want to have sex with him. For
him, ruthlessly ravaging Miss Zhao with his large penis was what he wanted to do most; it was a long-held
desire.
"Ah...it hurts...be gentle..." Fang Yulong had only inserted about half of his glans when Zhao Weiyang felt
a throbbing pain in her private parts, knowing that the man's large penis had entered her vagina.
"Sister Weiyang, what's wrong?" Fang Yulong stopped immediately when he heard Zhao Weiyang cry out in pain.
"Nothing, just a little swollen." Zhao Weiyang felt her lower body being stretched and swollen, thinking that the man's large penis had
broken her hymen. Hearing Zhao Weiyang's words, Fang Yulong assumed she couldn't handle his large
penis. He'd experienced this with most women, so he hadn't considered that Zhao Weiyang was still a virgin
. He thrust his hips forward and forcefully into her vagina.
"Ah...it hurts so much..." The moment the man's glans broke through her hymen, Zhao Weiyang screamed in pain
, her fingers digging tightly into Fang Yulong's arm. Fang Yulong was shocked and immediately stopped. Looking down
, he saw faint red marks seeping from the point where their genitals met.
"Sister Weiyang, are you...are you in a lot of pain?" Fang Yulong wanted to say it was her first time, but immediately
changed his words.
"You brat...it hurts so much! Did it hurt when Yingzi did it with you for the first time?" Zhao Weiyang frowned
, the pain of her first time was beyond her expectations.
"It hurts a little, but not as much as you're making it out to be."
"You brat, am I making it out to be? You...you pull it out first." Zhao Weiyang endured the pain
, propping herself up on her elbows as she watched Fang Yulong's penis withdraw from her vagina, the flowing vaginal fluid stained red with her virgin blood
. Zhao Weiyang immediately pulled over a pair of pants and placed them under her buttocks. Looking at Fang Yulong again, the erect glans
was covered in red blood; needless to say, her hymen had been broken by the man's large penis.
Seeing that Zhao Weiyang was still a virgin, Fang Yulong became even more excited and pounced on her, kissing her passionately.
As the man kissed and caressed her, Zhao Weiyang felt a tingling sensation all over her body, and the pain in her lower body lessened. She hooked her arms around Fang
Yulong's neck, letting him enter her body again. Fang Yulong, burning with lust, had no time to think about Zhao Weiyang's sudden
change. He spread her snow-white thighs and thrust his large penis into her tender vagina once more.
"Ah..." Zhao Weiyang cried out again, her hands tightly gripping Fang Yulong's back.
"What's wrong, Sister Weiyang, are you still in pain?" This time, Fang Yulong penetrated even deeper,
completely widening Zhao Weiyang's vagina, which naturally caused her excruciating pain.
"You brat, you're lying to me! It hurts even more than before... How could Yingzi stand you?" Zhao Weiyang frowned,
completely baffled
. She'd enjoyed it immensely when she overheard Fang Ying and Fang Yulong making love, so why was it so painful for her?
"Sister Weiyang, maybe your hymen is two years older, thicker than my cousin's, so it
hurts more than hers."
"You brat, are you saying I'm older than Yingzi?" Zhao Weiyang twisted Fang Yulong's ears
, pulling them outwards, causing him to scream in pain.
"That's just my wild guess. In my heart, Sister Weiyang will always be the most delicate flower." Amidst the banter
, Fang Yulong thrust forward again, their bodies finally intertwined. This
caused Zhao Weiyang to turn pale, as if a hot iron rod had pierced her genitals. She screamed
, her hands gripping Fang Yulong's neck and back tightly.
"Sister Weiyang, just bear with it, it'll be over soon." Fang Yulong paused for a moment, holding Zhao Weiyang's trembling body
, then gently began to sway.
"You brat, this isn't fun at all, it's not as good as me touching myself." The pain made Zhao Weiyang forget
the reserve she should have in front of a man, and she even blurted out that she was touching herself.
"Sister Weiyang, it will hurt a little the first time, but it will feel good soon." Fang Yulong had been with several
virgins, and although Zhao Weiyang's vagina was tight, it wasn't as tight as Lu Mengling's or Gu Anna's. Of course, every woman
's pain threshold is different, and their perception of their first sexual experience is also different. Perhaps this pain far exceeded
Zhao Weiyang's expectations of losing her virginity. However, Fang Yulong was confident that he could make Zhao Weiyang experience
the wonder of sex on her first time.
"If it's not comfortable, I'll cut off that ugly thing of yours." Zhao Weiyang tried to relax her body, welcoming the man's
gentle thrusts. Fang Yulong stopped speaking, lowering his head to suckle Zhao Weiyang's red lips and chin, trying to help her
adapt to his large penis as quickly as possible. A few minutes later, Zhao Weiyang finally adapted to the man's large penis, her tender vulva
tightly gripping its shaft. Fang Yulong's thick, long penis, with its large glans, occasionally
touched Zhao Weiyang's clitoris, feeling its soft warmth and pleasure. With each thrust, Zhao Weiyang let out a soft
moan, sounding exceptionally alluring.
Once Zhao Weiyang's vulva had adapted to the man's large penis, Fang Yulong lifted Zhao Weiyang's two jade-like legs onto
his shoulders, thrusting repeatedly. With each thrust, his large penis
pulled and turned the pink vaginal flesh inside Zhao Weiyang's little cunt, this intense visual stimulation giving Fang Yulong an even greater sense of possessive pleasure. Fang
Yulong then looked up to carefully observe Zhao Weiyang's bouncing breasts and the expression on her pretty face. Normally, Zhao Weiyang was a
cool and aloof beauty, but now, with her brows slightly furrowed, she exuded a delicate fragility, making one want to hold
her close and cherish her. Her flushed face also added a touch of allure, captivating Fang Yulong.
To him, this was Zhao Weiyang at her most feminine. Her slightly furrowed brows, rosy cheeks,
bouncing breasts, and gently trembling body all irresistibly alluring to Fang Yulong's senses.
Seeing that Zhao Weiyang's vulva had fully adapted to his large penis, Fang Yulong wrapped the beauty's legs around
his waist, simultaneously caressing her bouncing breasts and thrusting into her slippery, sensitive spot. This two-pronged
approach made Zhao Weiyang feel even more comfortable and wonderful, and seductive moans occasionally escaped from her slightly parted red lips
. Looking at Zhao Weiyang's slightly parted red lips, Fang Yulong couldn't resist leaning down and pressing his entire body against
hers. He kissed and caressed her lips and breasts, his large penis thrusting in and out of her vagina
. Zhao Weiyang's mouth was blocked, and she could only let out soft moans through her nose. Although her lower
body was still aching, she could already gently twist her waist and sway her hips, making her and Fang Yulong's bodies more intimately connected
and more pleasurable.
Zhao Weiyang's pain gradually subsided, replaced by the stimulation of sex. She began to move her hips to meet the man
's thrusts. Zhao Weiyang could clearly feel
the fullness that Fang Yulong's hard penis brought her each time it penetrated deep into her vagina. The tender vaginal flesh around her was compressed, producing a stabbing pain that
intertwined with this feeling of fullness, making it difficult for her to resist. As she moved in response, Fang Yulong's large glans struck
the very core of her vagina, the tingling, itchy sensation indescribable.
Ah! So pleasurable! Soon, Zhao Weiyang experienced her first sexual pleasure from a man. Although
there was still pain in her lower body, as she entered a state of heightened arousal, Zhao Weiyang understood Fang Ying's feelings. No wonder Fang Ying
still made love to Fang Yulong even after knowing they were real cousins; no woman could resist such a wonderful feeling.
Zhao Weiyang had a sturdy figure, yet her breasts were soft, swaying violently under Fang Yulong's thrusts, enticing
the man to occasionally lower his head to suck and caress them. Fang Yulong hadn't expected to suddenly have sex with Zhao Weiyang. Facing
this woman he had only occasionally fantasized about before, Fang Yulong's excitement was undeniable. Since learning
of his electrical abilities, Fang Yulong had always kept his mind focused during sex, carefully savoring the sensations of orgasm.
Feeling his semen gathering inside his penis, Fang Yulong tensed his body, pulled out most of his penis, and slowly inserted it into
Zhao Weiyang's little pussy, feeling the friction and pressure from the spasmodic contractions of her vagina on his glans. Slowly
, the speed of Fang Yulong's thrusting hips increased like an accelerating machine, and the amplitude of his thrusts gradually increased, until his thick,
long, and strangely shaped penis was almost completely inside Zhao Weiyang's vagina.
"You brat...it hurts..." The rapid and powerful thrusts intensified the pain in Zhao Weiyang's lower body. The usually
dashing Miss Zhao was now trembling all over, her vagina dripping with lustful fluids, making "splish
-splish" sounds with each thrust, already becoming incredibly wanton. At the last moment, Fang Yulong's desire surged, and he pressed down on Zhao Weiyang's
flushed body, launching the final, wildest attack.
"Ah...be gentle...it hurts so much!" The rapid thrusting and the engorged glans
intensified Zhao Weiyang's stinging pain, her trembling body stiffening. Waves of unprecedented pleasure
spread from her lower body throughout her entire being, instantly knocking her unconscious.
Fang Yulong stared blankly at the beauty beneath him, his mind suddenly clearing after ejaculating. Just a few seconds...
Just a few minutes ago, he actually ejaculated inside the eldest daughter of the Zhao family's vagina. If he hadn't been still on top of Zhao Weiyang,
if his penis hadn't been inside her, Fang Yulong wouldn't have believed it was real, not
just his fantasy. If Zhao Weiyang were a promiscuous woman, it wouldn't matter, but this was Zhao Weiyang's first time. Why
? Could it be that Zhao Weiyang had been eavesdropping on him and her cousin having sex so many times that she couldn't resist anymore?
Fang Yulong gently stroked Zhao Weiyang. Among the women around him, Zhao Weiyang didn't have particularly outstanding physical
attributes. In terms of beauty, Fang Ying and Xia Mo were no less beautiful than her, not to mention Lu Mengling and Xia Zhuyi; in terms of figure, Zhao Weiyang
's body lines were rather hard, although more feminine than Zhuang Ruoying, but compared to Lu Mengling and the others, she appeared more masculine
. Of course, if you liked this style, Zhao Weiyang could be considered an extremely beautiful woman. Compared to the other women,
Zhao Weiyang had a family background that stood out from the crowd. It was precisely because of this that Fang Yulong didn't want to get too
entangled with Zhao Weiyang. Unexpectedly, Zhao Weiyang ended up seducing him, and in a moment of impulsiveness, he
broke her hymen.
When Zhao Weiyang woke up, she found Fang Yulong staring at her blankly, a hint of shyness on her face. Soon,
Zhao Weiyang adjusted her mindset, adopting a bossy demeanor, and grabbed Fang Yulong's ear, saying
, "You brat, I told you to be gentle, but you were so rough! It hurt so much!"
"Sister Weiyang, it's all because you're so beautiful, I couldn't stop," Fang Yulong whispered in Zhao Weiyang's ear.
"Sister Weiyang, if I had gone slower then, it wouldn't have been comfortable. I don't want Sister Weiyang to cut off my little penis."
Hearing Fang Yulong praise her beauty and say such embarrassing things, Zhao Weiyang pinched Fang Yulong hard,
making him carry her to the shower. Fang Yulong immediately picked up Zhao Weiyang and headed to the shower room. In the shower, Zhao Weiyang
asked Fang Yulong who was prettier, her or Fang Ying.
Having just deflowered Zhao Weiyang, Fang Yulong could only say she was prettier, even though he secretly thought his cousin
Fang Ying was more alluring. Zhao Weiyang giggled and asked, "Yulong, how
about I be your girlfriend?"
"Huh?" Fang Yulong was stunned. Was Zhao Weiyang using sex to
force him to give up Fang Ying and choose her as his girlfriend?
"What? Is that not okay? You just said I'm prettier than Yingzi." Zhao Weiyang's fingers slid to Fang Yulong's
buttocks, pinching the soft flesh, as if she would resort to a woman's favorite form of torture if he said no.
"No, Sister Weiyang, you know my relationship with my cousin, we..."
"You brat, Yingzi has already told me everything about you two. I'm doing this to keep it a
secret for you and Yingzi. I'll be your girlfriend, and you can still be with Yingzi in the future. Isn't that wonderful?"
Fang Yulong suddenly realized why Zhao Weiyang had suddenly changed her mind; it turned out her cousin had already told Zhao Weiyang about his past
. Thinking about it, it made sense. Zhao Weiyang was Fang Ying's confidante, someone she could talk to about anything. Fang Ying had even
told Zhao Weiyang about their planned marriage before, so it was normal for her to confide in Zhao Weiyang about this now. Fang Yulong was having a
headache. If Zhao Weiyang were from an ordinary family, being his girlfriend wouldn't be a problem, but Zhao Weiyang was
the eldest daughter of the Zhao family. Being ordinary friends was fine, but marriage would have
huge political and economic repercussions. Furthermore, Zhao Weiyang had the powerful Zhao family behind her; how to integrate into the Fang family was a major issue.
After all, the Fang family wasn't a small clan, especially now, secretly controlling the Qiao and Gu families, and with a group of women still
living in Zhanglin Garden. If he married Zhao Weiyang, these secrets couldn't be revealed to her.
"Sister Weiyang, you're not joking, are you?"
"You brat, do I look like I'm joking? Or do you think I'm not good enough for you?"
"How could that be? It's me who's not good enough for Sister Weiyang."
"You brat, I know what you're worried about. I only said I'd be your girlfriend, not that we'd get married right away
. Let's try dating first." It wasn't entirely unexpected for Zhao Weiyang to become Fang Yulong's girlfriend. They'd known each other for almost
two years. When Fang Yulong visited Haicheng, he often accompanied Zhao Weiyang to play judo and taekwondo, and frequently gave her massages.
Their ambiguous interactions were numerous. Since Fang Ying couldn't be Fang Yulong's official girlfriend anymore, Zhao Weiyang taking her place was a
natural progression. Fang Yulong could only agree for now, feeling utterly overwhelmed. Knowing full well that Zhao Weiyang was a woman not to be trifled with, Fang Ying
hadn't controlled her lust and impulsively broke her hymen. Now, it was too late for anything.
When it was time to leave work, Fang Ying went to find Zhao Weiyang. Zhao Weiyang's assistant told Fang Ying that Zhao Weiyang had made an appointment with Mr.
Fang at Jinhui and hadn't returned to the company. Fang Ying was surprised. Zhao Weiyang had actually made an appointment with her cousin at Jinhui
and hadn't returned to the company? Was everything Zhao Weiyang said yesterday serious? Fang Ying took out her phone to
call Fang Yulong, dialed a few times, and then withdrew. If Zhao Weiyang was serious, wouldn't calling Fang Yulong now
interfere with their date? Fang Ying never imagined that Zhao Weiyang would act so quickly; she
was already taking a bath with Fang Yulong.
Fang Ying knew that Fang Yulong's physique was different from ordinary people, and her mother had specially arranged for Lu Mengling to accompany her so that she and Fang Yulong could live harmoniously
. If Zhao Weiyang married her cousin, she definitely wouldn't be able to handle his strong physique.
Then she could become his secret lover, "marrying" him along with Zhao Weiyang.
Back at the apartment, Fang Ying was just thinking about waiting for Zhao Weiyang and Fang Yulong to come back for dinner when Fang Yulong took Zhao
Weiyang back. Seeing the alluring lust on Zhao Weiyang's face, Fang Ying looked at the two incredulously.
Had they done everything they were supposed to do after going out all afternoon? Zhao Weiyang knew that Fang Ying and Fang Yulong had slept together
countless times, and that their lovemaking was always very passionate and earth-shattering. Now, under Fang Ying's gaze, she
didn't hide anything, pushing Fang Yulong towards Fang Ying and saying, "Yingzi, here's Yulong back. I'm going to change my clothes
."
Although Zhao Weiyang tried her best to conceal it, the way she walked betrayed her. After Zhao Weiyang entered the room,
Fang Ying plopped down on Fang Yulong's lap, grabbed the man's ears with both hands, and said fiercely, "You brat
, what did you do with Weiyang outside?"
Fang Yulong looked aggrieved and said, "Sis, you can't blame me for this. It's all your fault for telling her about us,
which caught me completely off guard."
"What are you preparing? I bet you've been coveting Wei Yang's beauty for a long time, and now that you've got your wish, you must
be overjoyed." Fang Ying was unaware of the many secrets surrounding the Fang family and Fang Yulong. Fang Yulong had no intention of
having a deeper relationship with Zhao Wei Yang; she only knew that he was a lecherous little devil with boundless energy and a strong sex drive. Now that
he had slept with Zhao Wei Yang, he must be very pleased with himself. Fang Yulong had no way to express his suffering, so he grabbed Fang Ying's full buttocks and began to rub them vigorously
. Fang Ying had changed into light yellow casual pants and a pink t-shirt. The pants were stretched
taut by the woman's full buttocks, and the man's palms felt like they were pressing on an oiled balloon—slippery and incredibly elastic.
As Fang Yulong rubbed her buttocks, Fang Ying's breathing became rapid, and she hugged the man tightly and kissed him.
"Yingzi, Yulong is my boyfriend now. You'll have to get my permission before you can use him." Zhao Weiyang,
now wearing a blue dress and a beige coat, giggled as she saw Fang Ying straddling Fang Yulong's lap
. Hearing Zhao Weiyang's teasing, Fang Ying blushed but retorted defiantly, "What's so great about him
? He's just an old thing I don't want anymore." She then grabbed Fang Yulong's ear and yanked it hard, scolding
him for not defending her now that he had a new love. Fang Yulong wasn't stupid; Zhao Weiyang and Fang Ying had a
much better relationship than he had with the other two women. He wouldn't interrupt their bickering.
On the way to dinner, Zhao Weiyang and Fang Ying whispered to each other, forbidding Fang Yulong from eavesdropping. Fang
Yulong, with his sharp ears, overheard the two women discussing their experiences with him. Zhao Weiyang kept complaining that Fang
Yulong's penis was too big and hurt her too much. Fang Ying said it hurt the first time too, but it got better later. Zhao Weiyang knew
Fang Yulong was eavesdropping, so she made him go to the front. She lowered her voice and said to Fang Ying, "Yingzi, tonight
I want to watch how you and Yulong do it. I used to listen to you two making love next door, and you seemed so excited and enjoying it
. I always felt like I didn't have that feeling. Is it because the positions or something aren't stimulating enough?"
Fang Ying didn't expect Zhao Weiyang to take the initiative to ask for the three of them to do it together. She hesitated a bit. Although she had fantasized
about serving Fang Yulong in bed with Lu Mengling one day, she had never actually done it. She didn't expect Zhao Weiyang
to be thinking about a threesome right after losing her virginity. She was definitely much bolder than her. "What's there to be
shy about between us? It's settled then. Tonight, you go to the room with Yulong first, just don't close the door." Seeing Fang Ying's hesitation, Zhao Weiyang
immediately made the decision, not giving Fang Ying any chance to object.
Upon entering the restaurant, Fang Yulong asked the two beauties what they had been talking about on the way there. Both women rolled their eyes at him,
silencing him from asking further. After dinner, they strolled back to the apartment. Because Zhao Weiyang was still feeling unwell, the three walked slowly.
Back at the apartment, Zhao Weiyang went to take a shower, leaving Fang Ying with Fang Yulong. Fang Yulong knew Zhao Weiyang had just lost her
virginity and wouldn't be able to have sex with him that night; he would have to sleep in his cousin Fang Ying's room.
"Sis, what were you and Weiyang talking about?" In Fang Ying's room, a naked Fang Yulong pressed himself
against Fang Ying, caressing his beautiful cousin's body through her thin nightgown.
"What could we be talking about? Just letting you, you little pervert, have your fun." Fang Ying's hands slid over the man's body, caressing
his strong, hot frame, her eyes occasionally glancing at the half-open door. Even though Fang Ying and Zhao Weiyang were inseparable
best friends, performing a sexual act in front of Zhao Weiyang still made her feel shy.
Fang Yulong took off Fang Ying's nightgown, turned around and lay down on the bed, pressing his cousin's snow-white buttocks against
him. Fang Ying naturally knew her cousin wanted to play oral sex with her. Normally, she would be very excited, but
today her movements were somewhat slow. She wondered what Zhao Weiyang would think if she saw her playing this game with her cousin. The
siblings played oral sex as usual. Fang Ying lowered her head and took half of Fang Yulong's penis into her mouth,
sucking and gently stroking it with her hand. Fang Yulong, on the other hand, spread his beautiful cousin's snow-white thighs and inserted his tongue into her wanton
little pussy. The half-open door opened, and Zhao Weiyang, wearing a semi-transparent nightgown, stood in the doorway. Seeing
the Fang siblings playing oral sex, she stared wide-eyed at them. She had always thought this kind of game was just for
making pornographic films to entertain people; she hadn't expected the Fang siblings to play such a private game. Fang Yulong's penis was thick
and long; she wondered what it would feel like to have it in her mouth. Fang Ying seemed to be enjoying herself. Was it because of the man's large penis or
because he was licking her vulva?
Fang Yulong's senses were sharp. Although his view was blocked and he couldn't see Zhao Weiyang standing in the doorway, he could see
the change in light on the ceiling and knew the door was open. Zhao Weiyang was standing in the doorway, peeping at him and his cousin making love.
Peeping? Fang Yulong quickly recalled his cousin Fang Ying's unnatural expression earlier and immediately understood what was going on.
His cousin knew that Zhao Weiyang was coming to peep—no, to observe—their intercourse tonight, which was why she was so
hesitant. The conversation before dinner, which she hadn't let him hear, was about this.
"Slap!" Fang Yulong slapped Fang Ying's buttocks and beckoned to the door with his finger. Zhao Weiyang saw
Fang Yulong beckoning and pushed open the door to go inside. Seeing Zhao Weiyang enter the room, Fang Ying sat on Fang Yulong's chest,
looking up at Zhao Weiyang. One of her delicate hands was still stroking the man's half-erect penis, the thick glans glistening
with her saliva.
"Weiyang, do you want to try?"
"I don't want to gnaw on this ugly thing." Zhao Weiyang was eager to try, but she had never played oral
sex before, let alone with Fang Ying present, so she couldn't make up her mind. Fang Yulong moved to
the bed, holding Fang Ying's buttocks, and pulled Zhao Weiyang onto the bed as well. Although Zhao Weiyang came from a noble family, she was far less dangerous than Zhuang Ruoying.
Fang Yulong had even managed to handle Zhuang Ruoying, so he was naturally confident in handling Zhao Weiyang. Zhao Weiyang, who had just taken a bath, was wearing a
nightgown, her private parts completely exposed. Fang Yulong lifted Miss Zhao's buttocks, raising her buttocks high.
Her silky skirt slid down to her waist, exposing her entire genitals to the Fang siblings' view. Zhao Weiyang
closed her eyes in shame, pressing one hand to her face.
Fang Yulong moved closer to Miss Zhao's crotch, spreading her labia with his fingers. He saw the pinkish
vaginal flesh trembling slightly; her hymen was completely ruptured, with traces of blood around it.
Seeing this, Fang Yulong, like an animal licking its wound, inserted his tongue into Miss Zhao's vulva, licking the beautiful...
The tender vaginal flesh inside Zhao Weiyang's vulva. Zhao Weiyang felt something soft yet firm, with a slightly rough surface, being inserted into her
vulva. She knew it was Fang Yulong licking her vulva, and her whole body trembled with tension. Although it didn't
have the impact of a penis penetrating, the tingling sensation was even more alluring. No wonder the Fang siblings liked playing this game; it felt
so good. Zhao Weiyang moaned softly as the man's tongue intertwined with her vagina, making her
unable to feel the temperature, unsure if it was cold or hot, only that tingling pleasure sweeping through her entire body.
Seeing Fang Yulong so eagerly giving Zhao Weiyang oral sex, Fang Ying felt a pang of jealousy. She used to be Fang
Yulong's official girlfriend, but now she could only play a supporting role to Zhao Weiyang. No matter how close her relationship with Zhao Weiyang was, there would always be a sense of loss. Seeing Fang Yulong burying his head between Zhao Weiyang's thighs, she couldn't help but 　　pinch the back of
Fang Yulong 's neck hard.
Why should she be the only one sad after her status changed, while her cousin is still surrounded by beauties,
even Zhao Weiyang has fallen for him? This is so unfair to her; she has to torture this guy severely. Fang Yulong
felt both pain and pleasure. He knew Fang Ying's bitterness, and for the sake of his "threesome" plan, he could only let Fang Ying vent her dissatisfaction on him.
After twisting Fang Yulong's neck a few times, Fang Ying felt much better and lay down next to him,
continuing to masturbate him. Fang Yulong licked Zhao Weiyang's vulva, his nose occasionally rubbing against the beauty's clitoris
, and soon it was as if the young lady was overflowing with lustful fluids. Fang Yulong lowered the young lady's jade legs, kissing
upwards from her mons pubis, pulled Zhao Weiyang to sit up, and took off her silky nightgown. Fang Yulong straddled the young lady
, cupped her breasts with both hands, and inserted his thick penis into her cleavage. Neither Fang Ying nor Zhao Weiyang
had particularly large breasts, and Fang Yulong's penis was thick; the cleavage could barely cover it. Fang Yulong didn't really
engage in breast sex with Fang Ying; he only wanted to induce Zhao Weiyang to perform oral sex on him, so he gradually moved towards the young lady's red lips
.
Fang Yulong was strong and, afraid of making Zhao Weiyang uncomfortable, he sat on her chest with his buttocks suspended in the air,
his hips pressing against the beauty's breasts, his large penis pressing against Zhao Weiyang's red lips. Zhao Weiyang knew Fang
Yulong's intention and shook her head with her eyes slightly closed.
"Sister Weiyang, just once." Fang Yulong twisted his hips, rubbing against Zhao Weiyang's breasts. The beautiful Zhao was already
completely aroused; her erect nipples, like hardened rubber granules, rubbed against the man's inner thighs,
making Fang Yulong feel even more excited.
"Ugh...no..." Zhao Weiyang twisted her pretty face, dodging the hot
, masculine penis that emanated a strong masculine scent. The smooth glans brushed against the corner of her mouth. Fang Yulong grabbed Zhao Weiyang's chin, holding her red lips
in place. Seeing that she couldn't escape, Zhao Weiyang said again, "Just once."
"Okay." Fang Yulong readily agreed, but in his heart he was thinking that after one time, there would be many more. Zhao Weiyang
opened her red lips and swallowed Fang Yulong's glans. The man's glans was huge, filling most of Zhao Weiyang's
mouth. Zhao Weiyang had no experience with oral sex and was at a loss, thinking that just holding it in her mouth
was enough. Fang Yulong wanted to go further, pushing the large glans in. How could Zhao Weiyang bear it? She closed her mouth to stop
the man's further actions.
"Sister Weiyang, are you trying to bite my cock off?" Fang Yulong cried out in pain and pulled his large penis out.
"Serves you right, who told you to break your promise? You said one time, and you meant
one time." Zhao Weiyang only instinctively tried to stop Fang Yulong, but unexpectedly bit the man's big penis. She pushed the man away, her face still flushed with embarrassment.
Fang Yulong climbed on top of Fang Ying, picked up his beautiful cousin's legs and wrapped them around his waist, thrusting his big penis into his beautiful cousin's
slippery little pussy.
"Ah!" Being forcefully penetrated by her cousin in front of Zhao Weiyang, Fang Ying couldn't help but groan, pinching
Fang Yulong's wrists hard with both hands.
"Sister, why are you pinching me?"
"You got humiliated by others, so you come to me to vent. Who else should I pinch if not you?" Fang Ying knew that Fang Yulong was
strong and thick-skinned, and no matter how much she pinched him, she couldn't hurt him, so she naturally didn't hold back. Compared to Zhuang Ruoying,
Fang Ying and Zhao Weiyang's efforts on him were like tickling an itch. Although the two women were stubborn, their bodies had already submitted to his
crotch. Fang Yulong was extremely proud, and the pain was worth it.
Fang Ying was tall and slender, with smooth, delicate breasts that bounced gracefully. Zhao Weiyang knelt beside Fang Yulong
, staring blankly at Fang Ying's breasts as they bounced under the man's thrusts. Seeing Fang Yulong suckling at Fang Ying's breasts, Zhao
Weiyang also felt an urge to suckle at Fang Ying's breasts. Fang Yulong suckled at Fang Ying's breasts for a moment, then
straightened up, grabbed Fang Ying's hips, and thrust violently. He turned to look at Zhao Weiyang and found her eyes fixed
on her cousin's bouncing breasts.
Could it be that Zhao Weiyang's close relationship with Fang Ying was because she had lesbian tendencies? So,
after learning about her relationship with her cousin, she immediately wanted to be his girlfriend, while keeping her cousin as his mistress, but actually, she wanted to be
intimate with her cousin? Fang Yulong was surrounded by beautiful women, often playing with one woman while another played with the other.
He wasn't averse to same-sex games between beautiful women. Seeing the burning gaze Zhao Weiyang gave Fang Ying's body,
he took Zhao Weiyang's hand and slid it to Fang Ying's full breasts.
Although the two of them had often groped each other's breasts during their playful fights before, they were clothed then. The situation now was completely
different; the three of them were making love, and every action had sexual connotations. A woman's hand feels
different from a man's. Fang Ying, whose breasts were being rubbed by Zhao Weiyang, blushed instantly, closing her eyes, unable to look at
the man and woman playing with her body.
Zhao Weiyang knelt beside Fang Ying, her eyes clearly seeing the man's large penis inserted into Fang Ying
's vagina. Or rather, her attention was more focused on Fang Ying's vagina. The beautiful woman's labia were open, like a sharp,
sucking mouth biting the man's large penis. A strong urge rose in Zhao Weiyang's heart; she wanted to touch the man's large
penis, or Fang Ying's vagina.
Fang Yulong grabbed Zhao Weiyang's other hand and placed it between his and Fang Ying's genitals, forcing Zhao Weiyang
to pinch and manipulate his penis with her fingers. Zhao Weiyang used two fingers to pinch the man's penis, while the rest of her fingers pressed and
rubbed against Fang Ying's vulva. Fang Ying, attacked from both sides, immediately began to twist her body forcefully, trying to escape the...
She felt a frenzied, tingling sensation all over her body.
The intense stimulation of the man's ejaculation caused Fang Ying to faint. Fang Yulong withdrew his penis and knelt behind Zhao Weiyang.
At this moment, Zhao Weiyang's hand had left Fang Ying's mons pubis and was moving on her hot, smooth lower abdomen. Fang
Yulong grabbed Zhao Weiyang's hand and slid it down to Fang Ying's crotch.
Zhao Weiyang leaned on Fang Yulong's shoulder, unsure of his intentions in holding her hand. Fang Yulong didn't
speak, but instead took Zhao Weiyang's fingers and inserted them into Fang Ying's vagina, gently rubbing them. This action was
familiar to Zhao Weiyang; she often did it during masturbation. But playing with Fang Ying's vagina now felt strange
, even somewhat exciting. "You brat, what are you trying to do now? Make me touch your stinky thing?" Fang Ying
's vagina was full of semen; Zhao Weiyang felt it as soon as her fingers entered.
"Sister Weiyang, what does it feel like to touch my cousin's little cunt? Is it especially exciting?"
"No, it's all your filth." Zhao Weiyang's heart pounded. Fang Yulong's words made her
nervous. How did this guy know she wanted to touch Fang Ying's vulva?
"Sister Weiyang, don't hide it. You want to sleep with me so quickly, and you're letting my cousin continue being my lover.
Actually, you want to be intimate with my cousin. You have lesbian tendencies, right?"
"Nonsense, I don't. Do I need you to play matchmaker for me to be intimate with Yingzi?" Zhao Weiyang certainly wouldn't
admit it. She had never thought she had lesbian tendencies, but Fang Yulong's words made her feel a sudden realization.
Could it be that she really did have lesbian tendencies, but she just hadn't realized it? Was her subconscious controlling her decision to become Fang Yulong's girlfriend immediately after hearing about Fang Ying and Fang Yulong's
true relationship, and to let Fang Ying continue being Fang Yulong's lover
, so that she could openly have a "sexual" relationship with Fang Ying? "Impossible," Zhao Weiyang thought, "I clearly have
a very strong desire to have sex with Fang Yulong."
Fang Yulong didn't refute Zhao Weiyang, but instead grabbed her hand and continued to touch Fang Ying's vulva, while also making Zhao
Weiyang's other hand touch her own vulva. This quickly brought Zhao Weiyang to orgasm, causing her
to writhe and moan. She was somewhat confused; how could this be? Did she really have lesbian tendencies, and touching
Fang Ying's vulva made her more excited?
"What are you doing?" Fang Ying slowly woke up, feeling waves of pleasure in her lower body. Opening her eyes,
she saw Zhao Weiyang playing with her vulva under Fang Yulong's guidance. Not only that, Zhao Weiyang was also touching her own
vulva, writhing her body as she did so, looking excited and satisfied.
"Ah..." Hearing Fang Ying's voice, Zhao Weiyang, completely absorbed in the pleasure of playing with another woman, let out
a scream, instantly reaching orgasm. Her body went limp in Fang Yulong's arms, her face flushed with shame, unable to look at Fang Ying.
"Are you two hiding something from me? You two seem a bit strange." After showering,
the three of them slept naked in bed, and Fang Ying was still asking Fang Yulong and Zhao Weiyang.
"We're sleeping together naked, what could we possibly be hiding from you?" Zhao Weiyang lay on Fang Yulong's right side,
pinching his waist under the covers, warning him not to talk nonsense. She didn't want Fang Ying to think she
had ulterior motives for being nice to Fang Ying. Perhaps she did have those feelings for Fang Ying, but she valued their friendship more. Fang Yulong, of course,
wouldn't be foolish, and he and Zhao Weiyang coaxed Fang Ying to sleep. In exchange, Zhao Weiyang promised Fang Yulong that she could
learn oral sex techniques and perform oral sex on him in the future.
The three then discussed contraception. Zhao Weiyang asked Fang Ying how she prevented pregnancy. Fang Ying was about to mention Fang Yulong's azoospermia when
Fang Yulong spoke first: "Sister Weiyang, you don't need to worry about that. I have a special ability; I can
control pregnancy. I don't want you to get pregnant, so it's impossible for you to get pregnant. If you don't believe me, ask Xiaoying; she
never uses any contraception."
Fang Ying thought to herself, "This is the first time I've heard azoospermia described in such a mysterious way, with a special ability involved!" Fang Ying thought
Zhao Weiyang wouldn't believe him, but surprisingly, Zhao Weiyang did. Zhao Weiyang believed Fang Yulong entirely
because she knew about his special constitution; perhaps Fang Yulong really could control the probability of pregnancy.
After a night's sleep, Zhao Weiyang's body had fully recovered. It was the weekend, so she dragged Fang Yulong out shopping.
It must be said that Zhao Weiyang, having lost her virginity, looked much more feminine than before, frequently clinging to Fang Yulong
's arm, acting like a little bird seeking shelter. Zhao Weiyang wore a white long dress with a floral cardigan over it
, giving her a girl-next-door look that no one would
associate with the Zhao family's eldest daughter. Fang Ying wore beige casual pants, showcasing her long legs to the fullest. All three
wore dark sunglasses, exuding a star-like aura, attracting frequent glances from passersby on the streets of Haicheng.
After dinner, back at the apartment, whether it was Fang Yulong, who was experiencing his first threesome with the two women, Zhao Weiyang , who was also experiencing sex for the first time
, or Fang Ying, who felt somewhat confused about her relationship with Fang Yulong, they all wanted to be entangled together again. Fang
Yulong was the most eager; as soon as he put down his things, he wrapped his arms around the two women's slender waists and fell onto the sofa. Zhao Weiyang giggled,
pushed away Fang Yulong's strong body, and pulled Fang Ying to take a shower. Before the two women even entered the bathroom, they saw Fang
Yulong following them, his bare buttocks exposed, his penis swaying incessantly. Zhao Weiyang grabbed the man's large penis
and laughed, "This one's pretty thick. You can grab it next time you fall."
Fang Ying stayed in Lingjiang for one night and then returned to Haicheng, taking Fang Yulong with her. This made Xia Mo feel a little
strange. Qiao Wanrong was going to Haicheng to inspect Qinchuan with Luo Mingxuan. Although Xia Mo wasn't involved in real estate
development anymore, she was quite familiar with Qiao Wanrong, who lived in the same courtyard, and was also Luo Mingxuan's god-sister
. They had agreed to go to Qinchuan together, and since she had some free time these few days, she went to Haicheng early.
Xia Mo thought Fang Ying and Zhao Weiyang would take Fang Yulong out, but unexpectedly, the three of them were in the apartment, and
they were even playing a threesome. Fang Yulong was having a great time with the two of them and didn't expect Xia Mo to suddenly come to Haicheng to find
them. When Xia Mo went in, the three of them were still going at it. Fang Yulong's legs were propped up under the coffee table. Zhao Weiyang
straddled his lap with her legs spread
apart, her delicate feet pushing against the floor. Her hips were pressed tightly against his thighs, her protruding vulva gripping most of his penis. Fang Ying leaned back against Zhao Weiyang.
Fang Ying's chest and back were pressed tightly against Zhao Weiyang's breasts. Her legs were spread, and she knelt on either side of Fang Yulong, her lower abdomen
thrusting forward, her exposed private parts pressed against Fang Yulong's face, who was leaning against the sofa back.
Zhao Weiyang twisted her hips, manipulating Fang Yulong's large penis, her hands not idle either.
One hand encircled Fang Ying's breasts, her jade-like palm kneading Fang Ying's breasts forcefully through the transparent nightgown, while the other hand reached between Fang
Ying's legs, rubbing Fang Ying's clitoris with her fingers as Fang Yulong licked Fang Ying's vulva. "Ah...
no...don't rub anymore...ah..." Fang Ying cried out as Fang Yulong licked her vagina and Zhao Weiyang rubbed her clitoris
. Her cries conveniently masked the sound of Xia Mo opening the door and entering. The three of them were having so much fun that Xia Mo
didn't even notice as she walked past the entrance, or perhaps they knew but chose not to.
Xia Mo heard Fang Ying's moans as soon as she entered the house, assuming Zhao Weiyang wasn't in the apartment and that Fang Ying and her nephew were
having an affair in the living room. But when she passed through the entryway and saw Zhao Weiyang and Fang Ying writhing together in almost transparent nightgowns,
she was completely stunned. At that time, she hadn't seen Fang Yulong lying on the sofa and assumed Zhao Weiyang and Fang Ying were simply engaging in a
lesbian game. What was going on? Had Zhao Weiyang and Fang Ying always had this kind of relationship? Good heavens,
what was happening?
Zhao Weiyang's position meant she was the first to see Xia Mo, and she was somewhat surprised to see Xia Mo suddenly appear in the apartment.
However, she wasn't flustered; instead, she smiled at Xia Mo, making Xia Mo blush. Zhao Weiyang knew
that Xia Mo, like her, often eavesdropped on Fang Yulong and Fang Ying's lovemaking and was definitely influenced by Fang Yulong's body. Since there
were only the three of them in the apartment, and Fang Yulong was such a pervert, why leave Xia Mo out in the cold? She might as well let
Xia Mo join them.
Xia Mo was still astonished by her discovery of Zhao Weiyang and Fang Ying's lesbian relationship when she suddenly noticed a pair of feet propped up on the coffee table
. Zhao Weiyang was actually straddling someone else's lap. Needless to say, those legs belonged to Fang Yulong, although
she hadn't yet seen her lecherous nephew. This situation surprised Xia Mo as well. It was
true that Zhao Weiyang and Fang Ying were best friends, but were they so close that Fang Ying was willing to share a man with Zhao Weiyang? What kind of status did Zhao Weiyang have? What kind of
man couldn't she find? Why would she choose to share a man with Fang Ying? It was truly unbelievable. Although Zhao Weiyang's thighs obscured
Xia Mo's view, she still knew what was happening where their groins touched. Without a doubt,
her nephew's penis was currently inside the Zhao family's eldest daughter's vagina.
Fang Ying and Fang Yulong noticed Xia Mo one after the other, and all three stopped. Fang Ying, still leaning against Zhao
Weiyang's chest, saw Xia Mo standing in the entryway and couldn't help but ask, "Mo Mo, what brings you here?"
Xia Mo was extremely embarrassed, feeling a bit of a mental lapse, standing there at a loss. After a moment, Xia Mo
finally remembered to escape the scene and said to the three of them, "You...you continue, I'll go out for a while." Fang
Ying jumped off the sofa and grabbed Xia Mo, who was about to turn and leave. Xia Mo was startled by Fang Ying's actions and forgot
to resist, easily being pulled to the side of the sofa by Fang Ying.
"Mo Mo, where are you going? I used to always think about Yu Long's big cock and masturbate, now I'll let you see it to your heart's content,
how can you run away?" Zhao Weiyang giggled. She knew the secret of Fang Yu Long's physique, and she herself occasionally thought about
Fang Yu Long and masturbated, let alone Xia Mo, who lived with Fang Yu Long in Lingjiang.
"Nonsense, I didn't do that!" Xia Mo immediately denied it after Zhao Weiyang revealed her embarrassing masturbation secret.
Zhao Weiyang couldn't possibly know that she was thinking about her nephew and masturbating; she must be making it up.
It would be so embarrassing if Yulong knew she often thought about him and masturbated.
Feeling guilty, Xia Mo lowered her head and saw Zhao Weiyang straddling Fang Yulong's lap. Her nephew
's penis was quite large, part of it inserted into Zhao Weiyang's vagina, only the dense pubic hair visible at the base.
The visual impact at such close range made Xia Mo's heart race. She had fantasized about having sex with Fang Yulong, but that was just
a fantasy. The reality was that her nephew's penis was inside Zhao Weiyang's vagina, and not only that, Zhao
Weiyang was also wiggling her hips, her delicate vagina gently stroking her nephew's penis. Both Zhao Weiyang and her
nephew were staring at her with burning eyes.
Good heavens, what's going on? Fang Ying used to treat her like a thief, how come she's suddenly become
so generous, even giving away her future husband, and now she wants to drag her down with her. Xia Mo's mind raced
. A couple of days ago, Fang Ying suddenly went to Lingjiang, and Fang Yulong followed her to Haicheng.
Something big must have happened between them, big enough for Fang Ying to change her attitude towards her nephew. What happened? Xia Mo racked her brains
but couldn't figure it out. The real problem facing her now was that Fang Ying and Zhao Weiyang had dragged her to her nephew's
side. Should she have a relationship with him? Thinking of this, Xia Mo's heart pounded violently.
The desire she had always hidden in her heart was suddenly laid bare before her, but she dared not choose.
"Ah!" While Xia Mo was stunned, Zhao Weiyang grabbed Xia Mo's arm and pushed her
against Fang Yulong, making Xia Mo scream loudly in fright. Fang Yulong hadn't expected his aunt Xia Mo to suddenly appear in
the apartment. Although he and Xia Mo had shared many ambiguous moments, she was his aunt, and he dared not harbor
any improper thoughts towards her. However, if she took the initiative, he wouldn't refuse. Seeing Xia Mo throw herself at him,
Fang Yulong embraced his aunt's delicate body and kissed her pretty face.
Xia Mo lay on top of Fang Yulong, being held and kissed by him, and lost herself once again. Suddenly, Xia Mo remembered
her nephew using her nightgown to masturbate. Now, what would happen next? In a panic, Xia
Mo propped herself up on her arms, lifted her head, and pulled away from Fang Yulong's lips, saying in a stammering voice, "Yulong...no
...I'm your aunt..."
"Aunt my foot! You have absolutely nothing to do with this guy." Zhao Weiyang slapped Xia Mo's upturned buttocks
. Although Xia Mo was the shortest of the three women, she was also the most feminine. Her figure
was fuller than Zhao Weiyang's and Fang Ying's, and the way she perked up her buttocks aroused even Zhao Weiyang's lust.
"I..." Slapped by Zhao Weiyang, Xia Mo leaned against Fang Yulong again, speechless
. Yes, what relationship did she have with Fang Yulong? They were only nominally aunt and niece, but had no blood relation whatsoever.
"Yulong, Momo's too hot in all these clothes, hurry up and help her take them off."
After being told off by Fang Yulong last night, Zhao Weiyang realized she really had some lesbian tendencies, especially enjoying touching Fang Ying's body. Now that
Xia Mo was in front of her, she naturally wouldn't miss this opportunity.
"No..." Xia Mo's resistance seemed so weak and powerless. Perhaps she didn't even want to resist, she
was just putting on an act. In no time, the three of them stripped her naked, leaving her only wearing a pair of black sheer
short stockings, even more shameful than Zhao Weiyang and Fang Ying in their sexy nightgowns. Amid Xia Mo's screams, Fang Ying
and Zhao Weiyang lifted her onto the sofa, spreading her legs to face the man's face. Xia Mo never dreamed that
her virginity would be sold to her nephew by her two best friends. At this moment, her most private parts
were completely exposed, displayed without any cover in front of her nephew.
Ah, how shameful! Her first sexual encounter with her nephew was actually having him perform oral sex on her—it was
incredibly embarrassing. Xia Mo blushed deeply, tightly closing her eyes, not daring to look at Fang Yulong again. She kept
thinking, "How could this be? How could this be?" She could understand if her nephew had feelings for her, after all,
she had caught him masturbating with her nightgown. But why were Fang Ying and Zhao Weiyang suddenly acting like they were possessed
, insisting on dragging her into this mess? It was truly bizarre.
Xia Mo's figure was similar to Wang Yu's, but not as voluptuous.
Fang Yulong, seeing his aunt's private parts for the first time, stared wide-eyed. He had previously fantasized about his aunt kneeling side-by-side with his sexy mother,
but now it had become a reality, though not with his sexy mother, but with two other enchanting women.
Fang Yulong half-reclined on the sofa, Xia Mo taking Fang Ying's place, kneeling on his chest with her legs spread.
He could see Xia Mo's fair, naked body with a simple glance. Xia Mo leaned her head back against Zhao Weiyang's breasts,
her full, firm breasts standing tall like two exquisite jade bowls inverted on her chest. Zhao Weiyang wouldn't
miss such a good opportunity; she wrapped her arms around Xia Mo's waist and abdomen, her palms rubbing back and forth against those firm breasts
. Compared to the other two women, Xia Mo's breasts were not only larger, but also smoother to the touch.
Originally, Fang Yulong still had some respect for Xia Mo. After all, Xia Mo was his aunt, and his
relationship with her wasn't just a matter between the two of them, but also involved Xia Zhuyi and the Xia family. Xia Zhuyi was fine, but
what if the Xia family objected if this got back to them? Now, only Zhao Weiyang said that Xia Mo wanted him to masturbate, and
seeing his aunt's evasive gaze, Fang Yulong was certain that his young aunt had long harbored those feelings for him, but
dared not cross the line due to their status. This made things much easier; both sides could keep it a secret, and the Xia family wouldn't
know about their affair.
Thinking of this, Fang Yulong reached out and touched Xia Mo's breasts along her lower abdomen,
kneading the soft, full mounds with Zhao Weiyang. Fang Yulong's gaze moved down Xia Mo's smooth abdomen from her breasts,
finally settling on her snow-white crotch.
Xia Mo was both ashamed and anxious, trying to close her legs to block her nephew's gaze, but Zhao Weiyang held her tightly from behind
, and her thighs were pressed down by her nephew's arms, making it impossible for her to move. Her open crotch
exposed her vulva to Fang Yulong's eyes without reservation. Xia Mo's pubic hair was quite distinctive,
running in a straight line from five or six centimeters below her navel down to the edge of her labia, then around the labia and down to her anus. The pubic hair
was fine and black, but not as thick as Fang Lan's; there was only a line in the middle, no more than two or three centimeters wide. Her labia
were quite thick, slightly parted, revealing a tender red line of flesh in the middle.
"Ah...no...let me go...ah..." Xia Mo struggled, but couldn't muster any
strength. Fang Ying, before Fang Yulong could react, reached out and rubbed Xia Mo's clitoris. Before Fang Yulong could make a move,
Xia Mo went limp under the combined assault of Zhao Weiyang and Fang Ying.
Fang Yulong grabbed Xia Mo's hips with both hands, his thumbs moving to her labia, pulling them outwards
to reveal a pinkish opening. Inside the opening was a pinkish vaginal opening with a small
round hole, below which was a membrane covering the vagina. Xia Mo had just arrived from Lingjiang, her genitals exuding
the scent of a mature woman, but Fang Yulong ignored this, pressing his aunt's hips against his face.
"Ah..." Powerless, Xia Mo twitched like a startled rabbit, her body twisting a few times, but still unable to
escape the three men's control. Oh my god, Yulong was really going to lick her vulva, how embarrassing! When Xia Mo masturbated,
she only imagined Fang Yulong inserting his large penis into her vagina. Who would have thought that her first sexual
encounter with Fang Yulong would be like this?
Fang Yulong extended his tongue and licked Xia Mo's vulva. His soft yet firm tongue, like a drawn bow, pushed Xia
Mo's hymen inward, causing her to feel a swelling sensation in her lower body. "No..." Xia Mo braced her hands against
Fang Yulong's lower abdomen, her twisting legs tightly clamping Fang Yulong's cheeks. For Xia Mo, all of this was
too sudden and too stimulating. Within minutes, she experienced two orgasms, far more wonderful than the feeling of masturbation.
Fang Yulong opened his mouth wide and took Xia Mo's labia into his mouth, his tongue continuing to lick and twist inside her vagina. Soon, a gush
of vaginal fluid gushed out. Fang Yulong sucked hard on the lustful fluid gushing from his aunt's vulva, making a "slurp"
sound, which made Xia Mo even more embarrassed. Her nephew was actually sucking her juices; it was too lewd.
At this moment, Zhao Weiyang was still straddling Fang Yulong's lap, twisting her body and playing with the man's large penis. Xia Mo
's back rubbed against Zhao Weiyang's breasts, and with Zhao Weiyang also playing with Xia Mo's breasts, the stimulation from above and below,
the double stimulation of being fucked in her vulva and having her breasts played with, quickly brought Zhao Weiyang to a new climax.
As Xia Mo tightened her legs to clamp Fang Yulong's face, Zhao Weiyang also tightened her body, her jade fingers like hooks, gripping
Xia Mo's breasts painfully, causing her to moan again.
Zhao Weiyang rested her chin on Xia Mo's shoulder, breathing heavily in Xia Mo's ear. After about ten seconds, Zhao
Weiyang said to Fang Yulong, who was still sucking on Xia Mo's vulva, "Yulong, your aunt's body is getting hot, you should help
her cool down." After Zhao Weiyang finished speaking, she stood up from Fang Yulong. There was a "plop" sound, and
the man's thick penis swayed between his legs a few times, with the thick glans tilting forward.
"Ah... what are you doing... put me down..." Zhao Weiyang and Fang Ying, one on each side,
lifted Xia Mo up like children playing a game of carrying a bridal sedan chair. Xia Mo knew what was about to happen
, feeling both anticipation and resistance. Although she often fantasized about being penetrated by her nephew, if it actually happened
, she would think about how to escape. Besides, being held like this by Zhao Weiyang and Fang Ying, she had no choice at all
. How could a woman lose her virginity like this? What was the difference between this and rape? Her virginity
had been raped by her nephew and two best friends—what kind of world was this!
Fang Yulong held his erect penis pointing skyward, while Zhao Weiyang and Fang Ying, one hand on Xia Mo's shoulder and the other
on her thigh, lowered their hands onto the man's large glans. Xia Mo's vagina was incredibly slippery, and with the three
working in perfect harmony, the man's glans made precise contact. Fang Yulong's large penis easily penetrated the young
aunt's wet vagina.
"No..." The man's large glans forced open the woman's plump labia, and a throbbing pain immediately assaulted
Xia Mo's entire body. At this moment, Xia Mo's mind was a mess, filled with images of her masturbating
with Fang Yulong, of him massaging her, and of him masturbating with her nightgown. "Ah...it hurts so much
..." While Xia Mo's mind was in chaos, Zhao Weiyang and Fang Ying released her body. Under
the weight of her own body, Fang Yulong's large penis broke through her hymen and plunged deep into Xia Mo's vagina.
The inexperienced Xia Mo screamed in pain at the sudden penetration of such a large penis.
"MoMo, it always hurts a little the first time, it'll be over soon." Looking at Xia Mo's fair and tender body, Zhao Weiyang
felt a tickle in her heart. She took the opportunity to sit on Fang Yulong's lower abdomen and hugged Xia Mo face to face. Her
hands roamed over Xia Mo's body, and her four firm breasts pressed tightly together, making Fang Ying, who was watching from the side, widen
her eyes.
"It hurts so much...you three big bad guys..." Xia Mo cried out in pain, completely forgetting that Zhao Weiyang was
taking advantage of her.
"MoMo, it hurt a lot yesterday too, but it'll be over today. Just bear with it, it'll feel much better soon."
Zhao Weiyang moved her hands to Xia Mo's buttocks, grabbing her soft and plump buttocks like a man and gently twisting them,
making it look like she was having sex with Xia Mo, only using Fang Yulong's big penis. Seeing Zhao Weiyang also sit
on Fang Yulong, Fang Ying naturally wasn't going to be outdone. She knelt on Fang Yulong's chest, arching her back and
pressing her parted hips against his face, rubbing her full breasts against Zhao Weiyang's back. Luckily, Fang Yulong
's body was strong enough; otherwise, with three women on top of him, forget about playing games, his back would have broken.
Under the friction of Fang Yulong's large hands and the breasts of the two women in front and behind, Zhao Weiyang quickly reached orgasm. Fang Ying, on the other hand,
frequently climaxed under Fang Yulong's tongue. Only Xia Mo remained straddling Fang Yulong's lap, enduring
the pain of losing her virginity. Zhao Weiyang and Fang Ying were quite sensible, knowing it was Xia Mo's first time, and went to take a shower after their pleasure
, leaving the sofa for Xia Mo and Fang Yulong. Xia Mo, seeing the two women go to shower, blushed deeply. Seeing Fang
Yulong smile, she grabbed his ear and yanked it hard. Fang Yulong, though in pain, dared not resist.
He sat on the sofa, holding Xia Mo's bottom. Xia Mo knelt on top of him, her legs bent, a position more comfortable than before.
"You brat, what's going on? Those two guys are like they're possessed, no, they're
even more perverted than lecherous demons. And you, you're even worse than them, not helping your aunt at all. I knew you never had any good
intentions towards me."
Fang Yulong didn't answer Xia Mo, but instead said to her, "Auntie, so you've been thinking about me masturbating all this time?
I should have let you do it."
"You brat, that's not true, Wei Yang is just talking nonsense." Xia Mo
was furious and embarrassed when Fang Yulong brought up her masturbation again, and she pinched Fang Yulong's ear hard.
"Auntie, let's not talk about this anymore. Today is our first time, we should enjoy it." Fang
Yulong wanted to change positions, but Xia Mo stopped him. Xia Mo felt comfortable sitting on Fang Yulong like this; at
least she could control the rhythm. If they changed positions, her nephew, in a frenzy, would surely kill her.
"Auntie, I'll be very gentle. I promise you'll be more comfortable than you are now." Fang Yulong didn't allow Xia Mo to speak, opening
his mouth wide to kiss her red lips, then gently placed her on the sofa. Xia Mo wrapped her arms around Fang Yulong's
neck and slowly lay back on the large sofa. Her fair, delicate body sank slightly into the dark brown sofa,
her exquisite curves and pink skin like jade carvings.
Fang Yulong gently sucked on Xia Mo's red lips, his tongue parting her lips and probing into her cherry-like mouth.
Xia Mo, experiencing her first French kiss, was a little flustered, instinctively sucking on Fang Yulong's tongue. After a moment, Xia Mo's breathing
became heavy, and Fang Yulong released her red lips, kissing down her neck to her firm breasts. Xia Mo
's breasts were white and tender, with pink areolas and delicate nipples like jewels set in the center.
Fang Yulong, experienced in sucking, licked and sucked Xia Mo's nipples, occasionally gently biting them, making Xia Mo weak all over
, moaning softly.
Fang Yulong straightened his upper body, looking down at his beautiful aunt. Throughout, he only
lightly thrust in and out of her smooth vagina. Fang Yulong supported himself on the sofa with one hand, and with the other, he touched the point where their genitals met, gently
stroking his aunt's plump labia. Under the assault of his thick penis, his beautiful aunt's labia had become
somewhat hot. Fang Yulong continued to move his gaze to the point where their genitals met, where his aunt's
tender, plump labia were stretched open like delicate flower petals, her pink vulva swollen and
tightly gripping his large penis.
"Auntie, does it still hurt?"
"It still hurts a little, Yulong, be gentle..." Xia Mo didn't know what a man would be like when he went crazy,
but she had overheard her nephew and Fang Ying making love. When a man went crazy, it was earth-shattering. She definitely couldn't handle it the first time.
Seeing that Xia Mo had adapted a lot, Fang Yulong increased the speed of his thrusting and friction, kissing Xia Mo
's red lips and caressing her firm breasts as he thrust. After a while, Xia Mo clearly felt much more comfortable than before, and hugged Fang...
The two bodies pressed even more tightly together. Fang Yulong knew this was Xia Mo's signal to him, and he
inserted most of his penis into his aunt's soft vagina.
"Ah...it's so full...Auntie is going to be fucked to death by you...ah..." Xia Mo, experiencing both pain and a tingling sensation, began
to twist her slender waist and sway her buttocks to meet Fang Yulong's thrusts, occasionally letting out seductive moans.
Hearing Xia Mo's wanton moans, Fang Yulong increased the amplitude of his thrusts, and the impact became even greater,
allowing his large penis to continue to expand and penetrate deeper into Xia Mo's vagina, the hardened glans striking
the clitoris deep within his beautiful aunt's vagina. While thrusting, she moaned, "Auntie, you're so beautiful, I've finally got you."
Perhaps it was Xia Mo's innate endurance, but despite being a virgin, she could endure such prolonged
intercourse with Fang Yulong. Although her movements were gentle at first, the man's large penis remained inside her vagina.
Even now, enduring the pain of losing her virginity, she writhed wildly beneath Fang Yulong. Before climax, Xia Mo tensed again
, her spasming vagina contracting, the warm penis tightly enveloping the man's large penis.
"Ah... Yulong... Auntie can't take it... I'm going to come... Ah..." Oh my god, what a feeling
! She couldn't hold back! Xia Mo trembled all over, her vaginal walls contracting rapidly, occasionally letting out excited screams
. Fang Yulong felt his beautiful aunt's vaginal walls undulate, an unprecedented surge of desire rising from his lower abdomen.
With each contraction of his aunt's vagina, his glans felt a tingling sensation. Fang Yulong thrust his hips forward, his penis
throbbing deep inside his aunt's vagina, the head rubbing back and forth against her sensitive clitoris. In that instant,
the man's hot semen gushed out, and Xia Mo felt a burning, electric shock-like sensation in her clitoris, instantly losing
consciousness.
"Now you can tell me what happened, right? All three of you are acting strangely; you're definitely hiding something from
me." Having showered and put on a pink nightgown, Xia Mo plopped down on the sofa, grabbing Fang Yulong
's ear before he could speak.
"Auntie, let go first, let's talk this out. Actually, it's nothing, it's just that things have
changed a bit between my cousin and me..." Fang Yulong told Xia Mo about the changes in his and Fang Ying's identities and that Zhao Weiyang was going to be his girlfriend.
Xia Mo was surprised and annoyed, and she grabbed Fang Yulong's ear hard,
yelling at Fang Yulong and the other two girls, "You three are too much! You never tell me anything first, I'm always the last one to know
!"
"Auntie, we only found out about these things a couple of days ago, and we didn't tell you because we thought it had nothing to do with you."
"Then how come Weiyang knew before me?"
"Mo Mo, because it has something to do with me. Yingzi can't be Yulong's official girlfriend anymore, and I felt
sorry for Yulong, so I reluctantly became his girlfriend." Zhao Weiyang, who was standing to the side,
immediately retorted when Xia Mo dragged her into it. She knew that Xia Mo, Fang Ying, and Fang Yulong had grown up together, and Xia Mo had always
secretly competed with Fang Ying. Because of their different identities, Xia Mo had fallen behind Fang Ying. Now that she knows Fang Ying is Fang Yulong's
cousin, and Xia Mo isn't related to Fang Yulong by blood, it's hard to guarantee that Xia Mo won't want to be Fang Yulong's girlfriend. She needs to
assert her dominance first.
"You brat, I've been keeping your secret all this time, and you didn't even tell me about something so important! I'm so angry!"
Xia Mo couldn't argue with Zhao Weiyang, so she took it out on Fang Yulong, no longer pulling his ear but grabbing his neck. Fang Yulong
asked in surprise, "Auntie, what secret have you been keeping for me?"
"You brat, didn't I keep it a secret that you used my nightgown to masturbate? If I hadn't kept it a secret, I would have told
them both long ago." Xia Mo deliberately brought this up, firstly to embarrass Fang Yulong, and secondly to tell Zhao Weiyang and Fang
Ying that Fang Yulong used her nightgown to masturbate, which meant she was still very attractive to Fang Yulong.
Fang Yulong hadn't actually used Xia Mo's nightgown to masturbate; he had completely forgotten about it. Hearing Xia Mo say it now,
he was utterly speechless. Seeing Fang Yulong's embarrassed expression, Zhao Weiyang and Fang Ying knew Xia Mo wasn't lying. They stared blankly at
Fang Yulong, finding it unbelievable. Fang Ying, in particular, knew Fang Yulong wasn't short of women; Zhang Chongyue
lived in the same courtyard as him, and he had his adopted sister Lu Mengling with him. Was it really necessary for him to use Xia Mo's nightgown for masturbation
?
"You brat, if you keep talking like that, Momo is still your aunt. If you want a nightgown, I can give it to you. Whatever
style you like, I'll buy it for you." Zhao Weiyang grabbed Fang Yulong's ear, seemingly
scolding him, but actually telling Xia Mo that no matter how charming she was, she was still Fang Yulong's aunt, and competing with her for Fang
Yulong was pointless.
Xia Mo naturally understood Zhao Weiyang's implication: she and Fang Ying could have ambiguous relationships with Fang Yulong, but
they couldn't compete with her publicly. Xia Mo was helpless; after all, she was Fang Yulong's aunt. "My lower body still hurts, carry
me to my room to rest." Xia Mo, unable to win against Zhao Weiyang for the time being, sat on Fang Yulong and started to act coquettishly. Fang Yulong glanced
at Zhao Weiyang and Fang Ying, and seeing that the two women had no objections, he carried Xia Mo to her room to rest.
After Fang Yulong carried Xia Mo into the room, Fang Ying asked softly, "Weiyang, are you serious?" Fang Ying had always
thought that Zhao Weiyang and Fang Yulong were just playing around. After all, their identities were very sensitive. Being ordinary friends was fine, but
if they were really talking about marriage, the impact would be too great. Even if they declared that they had no connection with their families, it was hard to guarantee that others wouldn't speculate.
"Yingzi, I'm doing this all for you, and you still doubt me? Yulong and I will take our time
and see how things go.
Anyway, we don't need to think about so much right now." "Weiyang, Yulong... Yulong might not be what you think. It's fine for everyone to play around, but if it's
about marriage, he's not suitable for you."
"I know, he has many women around him."
Fang Ying looked at Zhao Weiyang in surprise, wondering how she knew. Had Zhao Weiyang been secretly investigating
her cousin? Seeing Fang Ying staring at her blankly, Zhao Weiyang giggled, "Yingzi, don't look at me like that.
I'm just guessing."
Although accompanying the Three Witches meant being ready to offer her ears and skin at any time, the pleasure was
incomparably wonderful. Fang Yulong became Zhao Weiyang's official boyfriend, so naturally he had to spend more time with her in Haicheng. These days,
he had been staying in Haicheng, turning the Three Witches' apartment into a huge brothel, leaving traces of himself and the Three Witches in every corner.
The figure of a woman engaged in fierce fighting.
During the May Day holiday, Zhao Weiyang took Fang Yulong to Dongyue for a trip, saying she wanted to take Fang Yulong to meet an
elder in her family. Actually, Zhao Weiyang's father, Zhao Wanghai, lived in Haicheng, so it would have been convenient for Zhao Weiyang to take Fang Yulong to see him. However,
Zhao Wanghai was a national leader, and it wasn't appropriate for Zhao Weiyang to take Fang Yulong to see him now
. Instead, she took Fang Yulong to Dongyue to see her uncle
. Fang Yulong felt a little nervous when he heard Zhao Weiyang say she was taking him to meet her uncle. Seeing Fang Yulong's
somewhat serious expression, Zhao Weiyang chuckled, "What, scared? Don't worry, my uncle won't be prejudiced against you.
At most, he'll just shoot you."
"Sister Weiyang, why did you suddenly think of taking me to meet your uncle?" "
I spoke to my uncle a few days ago, and he asked how things were going between Gu Yuhang and me. You probably don't want anything to happen between me and Gu
Yuhang, so I told him about you. He happened to be free during the May Day holiday, and he's not far from Haicheng,
so he asked me to take you there to meet him."
Fang Yulong had met many high-ranking officials and was quite at ease in front of Ning Henggang, but he felt a sense of awe towards the legendary Second Uncle Zhao
. Actually, Zhao Weiyang's uncle, Zhao Wangjiang, wasn't anything special, and he was quite the romantic. According to Zhao
Weiyang, her second uncle fell in love with a commoner girl, and even after learning she had a terminal illness, he still married her
and remained single for over ten years after her death. This was the complete opposite of Fang Yulong's character;
without a woman, Fang Yulong would definitely die of boredom. Fang Yulong was naturally nervous about meeting such an elder. Just as Zhao
Weiyang had said, if Zhao Wangjiang knew he was sleeping with multiple women at the same time, including his
niece, he might actually shoot him dead.
In the living quarters of a naval base in Dongyue, Fang Yulong met Rear Admiral Zhao Wangjiang. Perhaps out of guilt,
Fang Yulong had imagined Zhao Wangjiang to be a serious and rigid soldier, but upon meeting him, he found Zhao Wangjiang to be a
very refined middle-aged man, elegant and with an extraordinary air. Fang Yulong's first thought was that such a man
should have many women interested in him; how could he have been single for over ten years? Was this Zhao Lao Er (Zhao Wangjiang's nickname) a modern-day Casanova
?
Zhao Wangjiang had experienced a brief marriage, had no children, and doted on his nephews and nieces. Knowing that Zhao Weiyang had
a boyfriend, Fang Yulong, he naturally wanted to carefully examine him. The engagement between Fang Yulong and Zhang Chongyue could
not be kept secret from the Zhao family. The Zhao family also knew that the engagement was merely a political necessity, and that
it would be canceled once Fang Daming took control of Jiangdong. The Zhao family had no particular opinion on this; they were more concerned with Fang Yulong himself. Zhao
Wangjiang appeared amiable, but his gaze was extremely sharp, making Fang Yulong uneasy.
Zhao Wangjiang's study was adorned with numerous calligraphy and paintings, including one that read, "The sea embraces all rivers, its capacity is
vast; a cliff stands tall, its strength lies in its lack of desire." Furthermore, Zhao Wangjiang himself frequently practiced calligraphy, especially liking the
character "忍" (ren, meaning forbearance), demonstrating his emphasis on self-cultivation. Even as a general, he maintained a humble and refined
image. Given the Zhao family's status, Zhao Wangjiang constantly reminded himself to exercise self-restraint and tolerance,
which gave Fang Yulong a deeper understanding of the Zhao family's traditions. Zhao Wangjiang asked Fang Yulong what he usually enjoyed. Fang Yulong,
seeing that Zhao Wangjiang loved calligraphy, and having followed Zhuang Ruoying's advice to learn a great deal
about calligraphy from Lu Mengling after returning to Lingjiang, chatted with Zhao Wangjiang about calligraphy.
"So Yulong also likes calligraphy and painting. Write a few characters for me to see," Zhao Wangjiang said
, listening to Fang Yulong's eloquent explanation. Since there were brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones readily available in the study, he asked Fang Yulong to demonstrate his skills.
Fang Yulong only knew some theoretical knowledge; when it came to actually writing, he couldn't manage it. He had to admit his mistake to Zhao Wangjiang
: "To be honest, Uncle, I'm planning to learn calligraphy, so I've recently been learning some calligraphy knowledge from someone, but my handwriting isn't
very good yet."
"Is that so? Most people who like calligraphy start practicing from a young age. Why did you suddenly decide to learn calligraphy?"
"I feel that my temperament is too impetuous, so I want to practice calligraphy and Tai Chi to cultivate my character." "
It's good that a young person has this idea. Have you ever practiced Tai Chi?"
"Uncle, Yulong has been practicing Tai Chi every morning lately. Want me to show you a bit?" Zhao Weiyang
immediately answered for Fang Yulong when Zhao Wangjiang asked about Tai Chi. Zhao
Weiyang had always thought that Fang Yulong's calligraphy was bad, but his Tai Chi was excellent. Zhao Wangjiang nodded, and the three of them went to the courtyard to practice. Fang Yulong was practicing
the style that Zhuang Ruoying had taught him; the slow movements looked very much like Tai Chi. Fang Yulong had completely mastered this set
of techniques, practicing them with effortless grace. Zhao Wangjiang couldn't detect any flaws and was quite impressed with Fang Yulong's skill
.
Back in the study, Zhao Wangjiang asked Fang Yulong to critique the works hanging on his wall. Fang Yulong
could offer some insights into calligraphy. Zhao Wangjiang knew Fang Yulong had only learned some theoretical knowledge, so his ability to appreciate even a little was commendable.
He then asked Fang Yulong who he had learned calligraphy from. Fang Yulong said, "Please don't laugh at me, Second Uncle, but I
learned my calligraphy from my stepsister. She's currently a student at Lingjiang Normal University and has a very
solid foundation in traditional culture."
"There's nothing to be ashamed of," Zhao Wangjiang replied. "There's always something to learn from others. It's
a good thing that you're so willing to learn from others."
After appreciating the calligraphy, Zhao Wangjiang then asked Fang Yulong to appreciate the painting. In his study hung a scroll with a rather
unusual composition: a mountain peak at the bottom, a pine tree atop it, and a figure silhouetted against the pine, gazing at the starry sky. The painting was titled
"The Enlightened One Under the Brilliant Starry Sky," and the artist hadn't signed his real name, but rather with the strange
pseudonym "Smiling Madman. "
Fang Yulong could also speak to some extent about paintings. Qiao Wanrong had commissioned several paintings by contemporary masters based on stories from the *Tairi Jing*
to hang in the prayer room, and Fang Yulong also had some insights into appreciating traditional Chinese paintings. The painting technique of "The Enlightened One"
is not outstanding; it can only be considered a second or third-rate work. Zhao Wangjiang hung it in his study, clearly indicating
that he values it highly. Since the painting's quality is mediocre, what Zhao Wangjiang values is undoubtedly the artistic
conception it conveys.
"Second Uncle," Zhao Wangjiang said, "then I'll dare to offer my humble opinion. In my view, the painting's technique is not excellent,
inferior to the famous calligraphy works in your collection, but its artistic conception is very good. The night sky represents..."
A glimmer of hope shines through the darkness, its edges tinged with a pale white, signifying that dawn is near; the darkness will soon pass
, and light will soon arrive. The painting's title, "The Enlightened One Under a Brilliant Starry Sky," perhaps metaphorically portrays the
artist as a guide to light. It's just that I don't understand the signature. Uncle, do you know who painted this?"
"I acquired this painting by chance, and I don't know who painted it. I just felt it was somewhat special,
so I've kept it. Looking closely, the painting's technique is indeed not very refined; I think the artist might not be a
professional painter."
Zhao Wangjiang invited Zhao Weiyang and Fang Yulong to have dinner at his place before letting them leave. On the way to the hotel,
Zhao Weiyang asked Fang Yulong what his impression of her uncle was. Fang Yulong replied, "I thought your uncle would test me on
current affairs, but he tested me on calligraphy and painting. Weiyang, what does your uncle mean by this?
Did I pass?"
"I don't know either, but my uncle rarely chats with people for so long. I think he has
a very good impression of you, so you've passed his test. I didn't expect you to be so knowledgeable about calligraphy and painting. Where did you learn that?
I've never heard Yingzi mention that you like calligraphy and painting."
"I'm telling your uncle the truth. I learned most of my calligraphy and painting knowledge from Mengling. You've met Mengling
; she's a student at Lingjiang Normal University."
After Fang Yulong and Zhao Weiyang left, Zhao Wangjiang returned to his study, staring at the painting and muttering to himself
, "...He said you are the guide to enlightenment. Did you hear that?" Zhao Wangjiang stood in front of the painting for more than ten
minutes before slowly taking down the scroll, rolling it up, and putting it away in a painting tube.

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