The Legend of the Wandering Swordsman: Passion on the Island

Author: firstwarrior 　　Published:
2017/06/16 　　1 Bad Uncle and Little Fairy 　　Penang, Malaysia, is a beautiful island. Although small in size, it has everything. It has a high-tech industrial 　　zone, and on the other side of the island, there is an alluring coastline, making it a dream resort for many tourists. In addition to its beautiful 　　scenery, Penang's food is also world-renowned. Just to name a few delicious 　　snacks, there's Char Kway Teow, Hokkien Prawn Mee, Penang Laksa, and more. If you want a big meal, there are all kinds of seafood to choose from, truly 　　a foodie's paradise. 　　Duro was sunbathing on Batu Ferringhi beach in Penang. Although it was only a little past 3 pm, he 　　was already quite drunk. The Southeast Asian sun is generally quite strong, but today it was 　　half-hidden by dark clouds; otherwise, Duro, already half-drunk and lying motionless on the beach with his eyes closed, would probably have been 　　sunburned to a crisp. 　　Unlike other tourists who stayed at beach resorts, Duro, heartbroken from a 　　recent heartbreak, simply found a small inn and wandered onto the deserted beach. He found a corner, stripped down to his underwear, 　　and lay down on a large towel to sunbathe. Besides reeking of alcohol, he 　　hadn't shaved for days; his handsome face was now covered in stubble, and even his eyes were 　　slightly glazed by the alcohol. 　　However, the alertness honed from years of adventure remained, so when he heard a series of light 　　footsteps approaching, he naturally became vigilant. 　　Duro sensed ill intent from the footsteps—five people in total, 　　approaching him with a flippant gait. He sighed inwardly. He just wanted to quietly wallow in self-pity 　　; why did people always have to cause him trouble? 　　The uninvited guests approached Duro. One of them kicked away the clothes Duro had placed beside him, 　　scattering sand on his face and body, causing him to frown. 　　Although Duro didn't open his eyes, he heard another man pick up his clothes and then 　　spit. The man spat on the sand, cursing viciously, "Fuck! You old geezer, you 　　only have so little money on you? Damn it!" 　　Only then did Duro lazily open his eyes. Before him stood five 　　young men and women, around twenty years old—four boys and one girl. The four boys looked incredibly young, but their faces revealed 　　a ferocity beyond their years. They were all wearing vests and tattered jeans, their bare arms 　　covered in dense tattoos. 　　To be honest, Duro had seen many such delinquents and didn't care much for them, but the only girl among the five 　　caught his eye. The girl looked to be no more than eighteen or nineteen, with a high, straight nose, pale green 　　eyes, and long, light blonde hair. She was clearly of mixed race, though her pretty face still retained some Asian 　　features. She was tall, even slightly taller than her two male companions when she stood up; her legs seemed to start right below her waist 　　. Like the other four boys, she wore only a simple white t-shirt and incredibly short 　　hot pants, her long, white legs captivatingly long. A wildness shone in her eyes and brows 　　as she stared at Du Luo with disdain. 　　Du Luo had never been looked at like that by a woman before, and he couldn't help but chuckle. He never expected to 　　be so vulnerable, so humiliated by a young girl. 　　Du Luo's laughter only fueled the rage of the other four boys. One of 　　the boys, his face covered in acne, pointed at Du Luo and yelled, "You old geezer, what are you laughing at? Believe me or not, I 　　'll break your ribs with one punch!" 　　Even with his good temper, Du Luo could 　　n't stand such arrogant guys, especially since he was already in a bad mood; otherwise, he wouldn't have resorted to drinking. Instead of getting angry, he laughed and gave the boy a disdainful look, saying, "Frankly, 　　I don't believe you." 　　"You old geezer, watch me beat you to a pulp!" Du Luo's words only added fuel to the fire, and the acne-faced boy 　　immediately attacked. 　　The acne-faced boy was a seasoned fighter; his attack was fast and ruthless. He immediately punched Du Luo in the nose 　　. The nose is fragile; a heavy blow to it can fracture it and cause profuse bleeding. 　　The person hit usually panics, so experienced fighters often strike the nose first to gain the upper hand. 　　The boy with pimples' strategy was correct, but unfortunately, he encountered Duro, a seasoned fighter 　　. All his tactics were child's play against Duro. His fist had barely thrown out when Duro was already up, his iron 　　fist striking first, landing a powerful blow to the boy's nose. 　　It was always the boy who was beating people up, but this time it was the other way around. With a scream, he was 　　knocked to the ground by Duro's punch. His face was covered in blood; his nose was clearly broken, and he 　　rolled around in agony. 　　The boy's four companions, initially looking down on Duro for his disheveled appearance, thought 　　him easily defeated, but the outcome was far beyond their expectations. The other three boys exchanged glances, rubbing their fists, 　　and approached Duro. 　　A boy with short hair and a small gecko tattoo on his cheek glared at Du Luo and said, "I didn't expect 　　you old codger to have some skills! Let me, the gecko, take care of you!" 　　Du Luo waved at him, then pointed at the three boys one by one, "Don't waste time, all three 　　of you come at me together!" 　　The three boys looked at each other, incredulous. The gecko snorted, "Fine! You asked for it 　　, don't blame us for bullying an old man like you!" 　　The three of them let out a wolf howl and then charged from three different directions. Du Luo plunged his left foot into 　　the sand and kicked hard, instantly filling the face of the boy attacking from the left with sand, momentarily blinding him 　　. At the same time, Du Luo charged forward, and just as he was about to clash head-on with the gecko, he suddenly turned and 　　charged to the right, appearing in front of a long-haired boy. The long-haired boy immediately threw a punch, and Du Luo threw a punch in return.

The fists collided.
"Ouch!" The long-haired boy cried out in pain as their fists met. Du Luo's iron fists were honed through countless
trials; the moment they clashed,
the long-haired boy felt excruciating pain. Du Luo followed up with a kick, striking the long-haired boy squarely in the groin. The kick caused the
boy to double over in pain, temporarily incapacitated.
Gecko had already rushed over. He was the most skilled among them, and seeing his companion injured, he immediately
chopped down on Du Luo's carotid artery at the back of his neck. Seeing Du Luo about to be hit, Gecko was overjoyed.
Just as his hand was about to strike Du Luo, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his abdomen. Du Luo, without turning his head
, kicked him backward, sending him flying into the air and crashing heavily onto the beach, sending sand flying everywhere.
Having made his move, Du Luo showed no mercy. He grabbed the long-haired boy's hair, pulled hard, and
slammed his forehead against the sand-covered boy's head, sending both of them flying. Then
he kicked the gecko in the stomach. The gecko, taking the kick from Du Luo, spat out the beer he'd just drunk
, curled up like a shrimp in pain, his eyes rolling back.
The pimple-faced boy who had first attacked had just gotten up. He had originally wanted to fight Du Luo, but seeing
his three companions all taken down by Du Luo with lightning speed, he was speechless, unsure
whether he should intervene.
The girl also stared at Du Luo in disbelief. She truly hadn't expected this bearded man to be so
powerful, so capable of beating his companions to the ground.
Duro turned and smiled at the girl. "Sorry, I think I went a little too far..." Before he
could finish speaking, he landed a left hook on the boy with acne in the chin, knocking him down again. "...But I just
couldn't help myself!"
The girl stared blankly for a while before finally speaking, "So, are you going to hit me?"
Duro shook his head repeatedly. "Of course not, no no no, I never hit women."
He picked up his clothes, first putting on his pants, then his
shirt, which was originally white but was now so dirty that its original color was unrecognizable. He bowed to the girl. "Goodbye, my angel!"
Although he was heartbroken, his smooth-talking nature remained unchanged, and he took every opportunity to flirt with girls.
He walked a short distance to the roadside and slowly made his way back to the small hotel where he was staying. He was
determined to alleviate his inner pain by torturing his body, so he rejected all luxuries. He not only refused
to rent a car in Penang, but also refused to take taxis, walking the entire way.
In the tropical weather, he was drenched in sweat after walking for about ten minutes. His shirt clung tightly to
his muscular body, revealing his well-built but not exaggerated physique. Unfortunately,
there weren't many pedestrians on the street, and those who were there were mostly older Western tourists; no one gave him an appreciative
look.
After walking for a while, a car suddenly pulled up beside him from behind, following him at a leisurely
pace. Duro turned around and saw that it was a Maserati coupe, and the driver
was none other than the mixed-race girl from before.
The girl rolled down the window. "Uncle, get in!"
Duro chuckled inwardly, thinking that he had finally upgraded from an old man to an uncle.
Seeing his lack of reaction, the girl continued her persuasion, "Get in, I'll give you a ride!"
Duro thought for a moment, then opened the car door and got into the Maserati. His thinking was simple: even if it was a trap,
he was skilled and daring, so there was nothing to be afraid of. He might as well get in!
Before he was even properly seated, the girl accelerated. Batu Ferringhi's roads were notoriously winding
and had only two lanes, but the girl handled them with ease, maintaining a high speed even on such roads
, demonstrating her exceptional driving skills.
Duro, himself a skilled driver, was unmoved by the girl's technique, simply saying,
"Not bad!"
The girl smiled sweetly, her previous wildness vanished, and her entire being shone like the summer sun, illuminating Duro's
cold heart. She extended her hand to Duro. "I'm Michelle."
Duro shook her hand and introduced himself. "Just call me Duro!"
Michelle asked. "Duro, where do you live?"
Duro replied, "Shangri-La..."
"Shangri-La Grand Hotel?" Michelle asked casually.
Duro shook his head. "No, it's the Shangri-La Hotel, about a kilometer ahead."
Michelle was a little confused. "I've never heard of a Shangri-La Hotel a kilometer ahead!"
Duro smiled. "It's a tiny, family-run guesthouse. People driving Maseratis
certainly wouldn't have heard of it."
Michelle said, "My home is nearby. Why don't you stay at my place for a few days instead of staying in that kind of small hotel?
I live alone anyway."
Duro, a complete wanderer, naturally understood the implication in Michelle's words. It seemed that a playboy like him
wouldn't refuse an invitation from a beautiful woman, especially a top-tier mixed-race beauty like Michelle. So he agreed
, "Then I'll bother you for a few days."
Michelle first took Duro to the Shangri-La Hotel, retrieved his luggage, and then set off for her home.
Duro's luggage was actually just a backpack; after all, a wanderer who roams the world doesn't need much
luggage.
On the way, Duro couldn't help but ask Michelle, "You invited me to your house, weren't your friends furious?"
Michelle snorted, "Who cares! I'm not that close to them, I just
got bored at home alone, so I went out with them!"
Duro asked again, "You seem to have no worries about food and drink, why did you go and try to steal my money from those people?"
Michelle laughed and said, "They were just being reckless! First, they were short of money, and second, they didn't like you!"
Duro continued to ask, "Didn't they ask you for money when they were short of money?"
Michelle giggled, "How could I be so stupid as to let them know I have money! I usually park my car
far away before meeting them!"
Actually, Du Luo wanted to ask again: she had seemed quite disdainful of him just now, so why the sudden
180-degree change? Did she see his exceptional skills, making him far superior to ordinary older men? After all, girls
admire heroes, right? That's what Du Luo thought. He didn't want to ask directly, as
it would ruin the atmosphere.
Michelle drove for about fifteen minutes before entering a road leading to a small hill. Du Luo knew
this was a secluded road, lined with several large villas. In Penang, such villas were incredibly valuable
, suggesting this girl came from a wealthy family.
Michelle drove to a two-story villa, opened the gate with the remote, and drove in
, parking in a large parking lot in front of the villa. Du Luo looked around; the parking lot also contained a Jaguar
convertible and a BMW motorcycle. Besides that, he noticed a swimming pool in the villa's garden;
the owners didn't need to go to the beach to swim.
Michelle got out of the car and pointed to the swimming pool. "You can swim here.
There's a row of trees in front of the pool that blocks the view from outside, so you can even swim naked if you want."
"Okay, I'll swim naked then!" Duro immediately started taking off his clothes, revealing his muscular
body once again. Unlike on the beach, this time he took off all his clothes, not only letting
Michelle admire his six-pack abs, but also his huge penis between his legs.
Michelle had already seen his body when he was sunbathing on the beach, but only now did she truly
pay attention to his strong but not exaggerated physique. She looked Duro up and down, focusing
most on his still-erect, yet still menacing, member.
Duro didn't mind Michelle's greedy gaze, and simply walked to the edge of the pool and nimbly
jumped into the water. Although the local weather was hot, the pool water was icy cold, offering Duro a slight respite from
the heat.
Duro submerged and swam freely for a while before hearing a splash beside him. He
wasn't surprised at all, knowing that the person who had followed him into the water must be the mixed-race beauty, Michelle. He
turned around in the water and, sure enough, saw Michelle, also completely naked, beside him. Michelle
was young, with small, exquisitely shaped breasts and vibrant pink nipples
. Although she lived in the tropics, her skin was fair and smooth, unaffected by the local sun.
The hair between her legs was clearly carefully trimmed, leaving only short, inverted triangles. Like her hair
, her hair was a pale blonde, still shimmering in the water, truly tempting.
After gazing at Duro for a few seconds, she swam towards him and embraced him in the water. Duro, the playboy, naturally
welcomed this unexpected stroke of good fortune without hesitation. He not only embraced her tightly but also lowered his head to kiss her.
The moment they kissed, Duro discovered that she possessed a kissing skill far beyond her years, easily
arousing his desire. Her hands weren't idle either, constantly caressing Duro's broad back. In addition
, her breasts, pressed tightly against Duro's chest, significantly increased the water temperature in the pool.
The two kissed in the water until they ran out of oxygen before finally surfacing.
Michelle's eyes gleamed with a seductive light. "You shouldn't regret coming to my house with me, right?"
Duro said with a wicked smile. "I never regret anything I've done."
Michelle submerged again, this time focusing on Duro's large penis. Under her earlier teasing
, it was already slightly erect, so she witnessed its impressive strength as soon as she entered the water.
Duro, of course, knew why she had dived into the water. He was also quite looking forward to this moment, as he did need
some new stimulation to ease the pain of losing his lover. He had already experienced Michelle's kissing skills,
so he knew this mixed-race beauty must be quite knowledgeable about other techniques as well. Only after Michelle actually took his glans into her mouth
did he realize he had underestimated her. Despite being only eighteen or nineteen, she
was an absolute expert in oral sex.
Besides his glans, Michelle's delicate hands also grasped his large penis, stroking it in the water. In
just a few seconds, Duro felt the previously cool pool suddenly heat up, a surge of heat shooting from his penis
throughout his body, causing him to groan involuntarily.
Michelle stayed underwater until all the oxygen in her stomach was used up before surfacing. At this moment, Duro was burning with lust
. The moment he saw Michelle emerge from the water like a lotus, he wanted to pull her up and
fuck this mixed-race beauty hard right there at the poolside.
Unexpectedly, Michelle broke free of his grasp and swam to the shallow end of the pool. Standing there, she smiled
and said to Duro, "No need to come up, just fuck me here!"
"Okay, as you wish!" Since she made this request, Duro naturally complied. He immediately went
over, grabbed Michelle's slender waist, and lifted her entirely out of the water.
Michelle immediately giggled and reached out to stroke Duro's chest. "Duro, you're so strong..."
Duro chuckled, "There's something even stronger waiting for you!"
Michelle understood his unspoken meaning, but young and fearless, she pouted and
said to Duro in a coquettish tone, "Who's afraid of who? You'd better not just be all show and no substance!"
Duro was both amused and exasperated. He never expected that a girl like Michelle, not even twenty years old, would be so
audacious as to challenge him. Since that was the case, he didn't hold back. He first rubbed his hard, large penis against Michelle
's mons pubis until she wriggled uncontrollably before lifting her high. When he put Michelle
down, what greeted the girl was, of course, his glans.
Michelle was already aroused by Duro's enormous member. Without any restraint, she spread her long legs
wide and grabbed his large penis, directly inserting the glans into her vagina.
"Ah..." The two of them, locked in a passionate encounter, couldn't help but exclaim in unison.
Michelle, though young and not very sexually experienced, had been with several men, but...
Once Duro penetrated her, she felt her vagina almost completely filled, which she found incredibly pleasurable. She couldn't help but lower
her body, allowing his large penis to penetrate even deeper.
Michelle had a wild and untamed appearance, and Duro had initially assumed she must have been with countless men. However, when he penetrated her
, he discovered she was as tight as a virgin, perhaps naturally narrow, constricting his penis tightly. This
made him cheer, sweeping away the gloom of the past few days.
The two of them splashed around in the swimming pool, their vigorous movements causing water to overflow, soaking the poolside
. Michelle, aroused by his penetration, wrapped her legs around Duro's waist, her lower
body repeatedly colliding with his abdomen. Duro, in turn, lowered his head to suckle her nipples, both
taking what they needed from each other.
While still thrusting into Michelle, Du Luo panted, "Little vixen, I didn't expect you to be so skilled!"
Michelle snorted, "You're not bad either, you bad old man! But let me warn you, I'm not easily
satisfied! You'd better not disappoint me..."
Du Luo laughed, "You don't need to worry about that! I'm not bragging, but with my abilities,
I can definitely make you fly to the sky!" To prove his strength, Du Luo suddenly leaped into the water,
his huge penis rapidly thrusting in and out of Michelle's vagina, creating waves in the water.
Michelle was caught off guard, and for a moment she could only wrap her arms around his neck, letting out
moans. Du Luo chuckled inwardly, "You boastful bastard, I'll teach you a lesson you won't be a Du!"
He thrust vigorously in the water, his glans colliding violently with the deepest part of Michelle's vagina.
The sounds of splashing water, the impact of flesh, and Michelle's moans echoed throughout the erotic pool. Fortunately, Michelle's
villa was some distance from the nearest buildings, otherwise, it would have disturbed the neighbors.
Just as Du Luo was feeling smug, Michelle suddenly convulsed, apparently having climaxed. Her vagina contracted tightly
, and Du Luo's large penis felt as if it were bound by a tight band, making his soul almost fly away.
The situation was critical, so Du Luo had no choice but to grit his teeth and desperately endure. He didn't want to lose face in front of Michelle,
and he hadn't had enough fun yet, so he couldn't bring himself to stop now. He could only try his best to suppress the surging
passion.
It took Duro a lot of effort to get through that wave and suppress his passion. After catching his breath, he saw Michelle
making a face at him, "You bad uncle, you're amazing, you actually managed to hold back from ejaculating!"
2. Our Daddy's Not Home
In the spacious hall of a villa in the coastal area of Penang, Malaysia, two people were lying naked on the floor
.
The two were a man and a woman. The man was about thirty years old, his face mostly covered by a full beard,
but it couldn't hide his untamed spirit. He was muscular, with a six-pack clearly visible on his abdomen, and
his large penis was erect, like a ferocious beast.
The woman was very young, probably only eighteen or nineteen years old, a typical mixed-race woman with a tall figure and
long, light blonde hair, but her face still retained the delicate beauty of an Asian. At this moment, she had an
ice cube in her mouth, gently rubbing it against the man's nipple. Her hands weren't idle either; her right hand caressed
his face, while her left hand's five fingers danced a tango on his lower abdomen, gradually moving towards his erect penis
.
This couple, engrossed in sex, were none other than Du Luo and Michelle. After their playful time in the pool, they were
still unsatisfied, so Michelle took Du Luo to the villa's hall for a second round.
Michelle had already climaxed once, but Du Luo hadn't yet ejaculated; his penis remained erect
, and with Michelle's constant teasing, it remained stubbornly erect. The first time was intense, but
after their sexual desire subsided slightly, they slowed down, slowly savoring each other's bodies.
Michelle's left hand lingered near Duro's large penis for a while before finally grabbing it with one hand. At the same time
, Duro placed his large hands on her breasts, kneading and shaping them into countless
different forms. Neither of them was in a hurry to engage in direct combat, prolonging the foreplay as much as possible to bring each other's desire
to its peak.
While enjoying Michelle's superb skills, Duro was also secretly surprised. "She's so young, and not
a sex worker, how can she know so much? The only explanation is that she was trained by a master from a young age. But
... who would train a rich girl like her in these sexual techniques?"
Although he couldn't figure it out, he was, after all, just a playboy, a playboy who lived for the moment,
so he didn't dwell on it. Instead, he focused entirely on playing the sexual game with Michelle. The two were like masters in
battle, each using their best techniques on the other. Unlike a true duel between masters, theirs
wasn't a life-or-death struggle; both were experiencing intense pleasure from each other. Under Michelle's
onslaught of ice and her delicate hands, Duro's penis bulged and hardened. Michelle wasn't faring much better,
her body burning from Duro's caresses.
Having already climaxed once, Michelle wanted to get her revenge, so she turned 180 degrees,
assuming a 69 position with Duro. She lowered her head and rubbed the ice cube in her mouth against Duro's glans, a chill immediately spreading from his penis
to his entire body, causing him to shiver involuntarily. Michelle pressed on, swallowing the glans, pressing it
against the ice cube in her mouth. This sudden stimulation made Duro unable to resist, his hips thrusting forward, and he began to thrust
.
Michelle offered no resistance, sucking even harder as if afraid Duro wouldn't ejaculate. Encountering this little vixen,
Duro became impulsive, thrusting into her mouth as if it were a vagina.
While passionately performing oral sex on Duro, Michelle swayed her lower body in front of him, reminding him not to only
focus on his own pleasure but also to take care of his partner. The battle-hardened Duro immediately understood,
spreading Michelle's legs and attacking her vagina with his tongue.
Duro's oral sex skills were absolutely no less than Michelle's. Under his onslaught, Michelle was aroused, constantly
pressing her lower body against Duro's mouth, as if hinting for him to penetrate her even deeper. Duro, of course, did his best to satisfy her.
Her desire, her tongue plunging in and out, thrusting wildly inside her, soon he felt
a gush of clear fluid welling up inside her, spraying him all over his face.
Duro himself was also burning with passion, almost unable to control himself, his pent-up desire about to burst forth. He
didn't want to finish so quickly, so he warned Michelle, "I'm about to cum!"
Michelle used her hand instead of her mouth before replying, "Then cum!" She tightened her grip,
increasing the speed of her strokes, trying to get Duro to ejaculate as quickly as possible.
Duro was a little anxious and had to tell the truth, "If I cum now, I won't be able to fuck you so quickly later!"
Michelle smiled like a little fox, "No! With your performance just now, you
'll definitely be able to fight again very quickly!"
Actually, Duro was very confident that he could get an erection quickly after ejaculating, but he didn't want to waste his ammunition. His
plan was to teach this audacious little vixen a lesson,
to fuck her until she climaxed countless times, and then he would gloriously retire. If he ejaculated now, he might have to
stop fucking her for a while.
Michelle saw his indignant expression and thought he lacked confidence, so she smiled and said, "If you're scared,
then admit defeat! We'll be even, okay?" She treated this sex as a competition.
She had already climaxed once while they were making love in the swimming pool, which counted as a loss. If Duro admitted defeat now, then
they would each win a round, resulting in a tie.
Duro didn't argue with her, thinking that he would just have his fill
of fucking her later anyway, so there was no need to argue with her now. He nodded and said, "Okay, let's call it even!"
Hearing Duro admit defeat, Michelle immediately slowed down the speed of her stroking of his penis. Duro's surging
urge to ejaculate immediately subsided and became more controlled, but the pleasure was not diminished at all.
Duro couldn't help but gasp in pleasure, "You little vixen! Where did you learn all this from
?"
Michelle chuckled, "You naughty uncle, why are you so curious? Just enjoy yourself!"
Duro thought that made sense. He and this mixed-race beauty were just strangers who met by chance, and they might say goodbye tomorrow.
Why should he think so much? So he closed his eyes and let Michelle give him hand and oral sex. Now that
she had won, Michelle's technique was different from before. Under her control, his large penis felt waves
of pleasure, but it didn't ejaculate prematurely.
Just as Duro was enjoying himself, Michelle suddenly stopped. He frowned and asked, "What's
wrong now?"
He didn't hear Michelle's answer, but his penis was quickly enveloped by a warm, tight vagina. It turned out
this little devil couldn't hold back any longer and was finally going to have a real orgasm with him.
Duro had been waiting for this moment for a long time. He had already experienced Michelle's tightness at the swimming pool, and
now, in this second encounter, the feeling was still intense, like inserting a sword into a narrow scabbard, exciting him
. His waist thrust upwards repeatedly.
"Ah...you bad uncle, you're going in so deep..." Michelle's vaginal opening was constantly being hit by his glans
, causing her to let out an alluring cry.
Du Luo chuckled, "This is just the beginning, there's more to come!"
Du Luo had already opened his eyes, looking at Michelle's adorable panting and her swaying
breasts. He couldn't resist reaching out and grabbing those beautiful things, squeezing and kneading them with abandon.
To prove his strength, Du Luo suddenly sat up from the floor. He hugged Michelle tightly, then
stood up while still thrusting into her. He carried Michelle to a sofa, placed her back
on it, and grabbed her slender waist, continuing to thrust into her.
Although the villa had air conditioning, Du Luo was still drenched in sweat, and Michelle was also covered in fragrant sweat; the air
conditioning couldn't cool down their passion.
Du Luo suddenly felt his glans enveloped in heat, knowing that the little vixen beneath him had climaxed again. So he
thrust into her with all his might a dozen times, then with a powerful pull, he abruptly withdrew his penis from her body. No sooner said
than done, the moment his large penis separated from Michelle's vagina, her secretions gushed out,
soaking Duro's chest and lower abdomen; she had actually squirted.
Duro flipped the still-breathing Michelle over, letting her upper body lie face down on the sofa with her buttocks facing
him. He first used his fingers to tease Michelle's vagina, making her gasp and moan as she reached her climax, before
inserting his large penis again, attacking the little vixen from behind.
After a few thrusts, he saw Michelle's snow-white, fragrant buttocks and couldn't resist slapping her a few times,
saying smugly, "Now it's two to one! Hehehe!"
Michelle was already out of breath and could only gasp, "I know... you bad uncle... you
... you..."
The unruly Du Luo immediately imitated her, speaking haltingly, "I... I... what's wrong with me?"
After catching her breath, Michelle was finally able to finish her sentence, "Don't take advantage of me...
I'd rather die with you!"
Du Luo suddenly felt the muscles in her vagina tighten around his penis, then relax, waves
of ecstasy washing over him, causing him to lose control. His penis began to twitch, a prelude to ejaculation.
Knowing the situation was hopeless, Du Luo gritted his teeth and said fiercely, "Fine! Let's die together!" He
mustered his remaining strength and thrust desperately, his lower abdomen repeatedly colliding with Michelle's buttocks.
The sounds of flesh colliding filled the villa's hall, along with the panting of the two passionate lovers.
Actually, Du Luo only thrust about twenty more times before his glans ejaculated a thick stream of semen, scalding Michelle
and causing her to cry out in pleasure as they reached ecstasy together. After ejaculating, Du Luo lay on Michelle's back,
pressing heavily on her until the little vixen couldn't take it anymore and protested before he got up.
After a period of intense passion, they finally released their desires. Covered in sweat, they naturally
wanted to take a shower to wash away the secretions on their bodies. Michelle led Du Luo to the master bedroom on the second floor.
In the shower room, the two washed together under the showerhead.
Michelle picked up a razor and shaved Duro's face clean. Looking at Duro's
clean-shaven face, Michelle's eyes lit up. "You bad uncle, you're actually quite good-looking! If you're really
desperate, you could become a gigolo and make some money off women!" She stared at Duro's large penis. "Your
skills in bed are as good as your fighting skills. With your talent, hehe, if you were a gigolo, your business would be
booming! How about considering being your manager?"
Duro wasn't sure if this 90s girl was praising him or insulting him, so he could only laugh three times.
After a series of vigorous activities, both of them were a little hungry. Duro went downstairs for a walk and
noticed something unusual: he couldn't find a single photograph. Most people would display family
photos or pictures taken during travels at home , but Du Luo could only see a few landscape paintings on the walls of this villa's living room
.
A slight thought crossed Du Luo's mind, but since it didn't concern him, he didn't dwell on it and went straight to the kitchen
to find something to eat. He searched the kitchen and found only some instant noodles besides a large quantity of beer.
He shrugged, thinking that instant noodles were fine; he was planning to wallow in self-pity anyway, so he'd eat some noodles
, drink some beer, and then make love with Michelle to end the day!
That was Du Luo's plan, but Michelle had other ideas. She walked naked into the kitchen and pulled
Duro, who was preparing instant noodles for dinner, out of the kitchen. "Are you kidding me? Why are you eating instant noodles?! I'll take you
out for seafood, and then we'll go to the bar district!"
Duro nodded noncommittally, thinking that as long as there was alcohol, he was fine. He just wanted to continue indulging in alcohol
to forget all his sorrows.
Duro was about to put on his terribly dirty white shirt when Michelle frowned and stopped him.
"No, no, no! Your clothes are too tattered! Here, just throw on a t-shirt, I'll take you to buy some clothes,
and then we'll go eat!"
Being looked down upon was a new experience for Duro. Since Michelle was willing to pay for his clothes,
he didn't mind.
Michelle herself wore a black t-shirt and a pair of
jeans that looked tattered but were actually designer brands, and then found a t-shirt and pants in Duro's luggage for him to wear. After they were all ready,
Michelle drove the Maserati to Gurney Drive, a famous tourist spot in Penang, to
pick out clothes for Duro.
Gurney Drive is a coastal street in Penang, lined with seafood restaurants, five-star hotels, and luxurious
sea-view apartments. There's also a large shopping mall, Gurney Plaza, which
is where Michelle took Duro shopping.
After parking the car in the underground garage, Michelle took Duro to a high-end store and picked out several outfits for him.
Michelle generously pulled out a credit card, paid for the clothes, and then had Duro put on a blue shirt and white
khaki pants. As the saying goes, clothes make the man (or Buddha), and as soon as Duro emerged from the dressing room in his new clothes, 　　the eyes of the female sales assistants
in the store immediately lit up.
Michelle nodded in satisfaction. "Hmm...not bad, not bad,
you have potential!"
Duro knew perfectly well that the little vixen was implying he had the potential to be a gigolo, so he just smiled and
let it go. "Let's go! Let's eat!" Michelle took Duro's hand, like a couple deeply in love, and
drove back to the Maserati, heading to a restaurant in Gurney Drive.
The restaurant had a tropical feel, with both an outdoor and indoor area. Penang evenings are relatively cool,
and since the restaurant was right by the sea, a sea breeze was blowing in their faces, so the two of them chose
to dine in the outdoor area.
Michelle ordered all sorts of seafood, including grilled tiger prawns, curry crab, Thai steamed fish, and more. Duro
hadn't actually eaten much these past few days, spending his time drinking. Faced with these delicacies, he couldn't help but be tempted,
eating bowl after bowl of rice, even forgetting the beer in front of him.
His ravenous eating only reinforced Michelle's belief that he was a desperate man. She touched
Duro's hand with her finger. "Hey, you rascal, who are you? What are you doing in Penang?"
Duro finally managed to swallow his food. "I'm a wanderer, I don't know where to go.
A few days ago, I bought a plane ticket with my eyes closed using a mobile app, and that's how I ended up in Penang. As for why I'm here
? To enjoy the beaches, of course!"
Michelle asked curiously, "So what did you do before? I mean... did you have a job?"
Duro chuckled, thinking, "This little devil is trying to pry into my past, how ridiculous." He deliberately
told the truth, "I used to be a special forces soldier, fighting an international crime syndicate for many years, and now I'm retired.
Before coming to Penang, I was a photographer for a fashion magazine in London."
Michelle stared at him for a while before suddenly bursting into laughter. Her reaction was exactly what Duro had expected
. That's just how the world is; people often don't believe the truth you tell, because sometimes reality is
even more unbelievable than movie plots.
Michelle laughed and said, "I think if you can't be a gigolo, you could be a screenwriter! Hehehe
, a special forces soldier? Have you ever killed anyone?"
Duro nodded, "Of course I have, quite a few!"
Michelle still didn't believe a word he said. "Then... tell me, what does it
feel like to kill someone?"
Duro shook his head. "No feeling. I kill people just because I need to survive; it's purely a survival
instinct."
"Okay, okay, I won't ask anymore! I'm dying of laughter; I actually met a special forces soldier today! Hahaha!
You bad uncle, I know you're skilled, but with your looks, honestly, even though you're a bit older,
it's a waste that you're not a gigolo!" Michelle took out her credit card and signaled to the waiter to pay the bill. "After
we're full, let's go to a bar and you can drink to your heart's content!"
"Okay!" Hearing that there would be drinks, Duro didn't care where they went at all, so he followed Michelle into the car and arrived at
a bar street not far from Gurney Drive. Duro looked around and found that there were many bars,
and he could spot several at a glance.
"Shamrock, this is an Irish pub, specializing in Irish beer. Uptown,
there's a band playing Chinese songs. Monkey Bar, this is a quiet bar, suitable for friends
to chat." Michelle introduced the bars to Duro as she drove.
Duro casually asked, "So which one should we go to?"
Michelle had just parked the Maserati in front of a large bar. "Since it's the first time I've brought you here,
of course we'll go to the most popular one!"
Duro looked out the car window and saw the two large English words "Slippery Senoritas" hanging high on the outside of the bar
. He muttered to himself after looking at it, "Sly Women
... Hmm, good name!" He knew that *senoritas* was Spanish for young women
, and *slippery* here meant cunning, implying that the bar's name was indeed "Sly
Women.
" Michelle jumped out of the car and tossed the keys to a burly security guard at the bar's entrance. "Tom,
park the car for me!"
Tom caught the keys and gave Michelle a thumbs-up, indicating no problem. Duro knew
Michelle must be a regular at this bar, otherwise she wouldn't be so familiar with the staff.
As soon as they entered the bar, Duro saw a stage at the far end, where a band was playing
popular Western songs. In front of the stage was a dance floor, and in the center of the bar was a rectangular bar counter. Customers sat at
round tables around the bar, drinking or watching the performance, creating a vibrant,
red-lit scene.
Michelle led Durand to a round table closest to the dance floor and gestured for him to sit down. As soon as they sat down, without
Michelle even asking, a bartender placed a bottle of Scotch whisky and four glasses on the table.
Amidst the deafening music, Durand asked Michelle, "Anyone else joining us?"
Michelle gave a strange smile. "Of course! It can't just be you and me when we're out having fun, right? More people
means more fun!"
Durand, seemingly indifferent, simply nodded noncommittally, then
poured two glasses of whisky on the rocks, one for himself and the other in front of Michelle.
Michelle raised her glass, giggling, "Cheers, cheers!"
Duro raised his glass and lightly clinked it against hers, "Cheers, nice to meet you!"
Just as they were about to down their drinks, a hand suddenly landed on Michelle's shoulder, and at the same time, a melodious
girl's voice rang out from behind her, speaking fluent English, "Why didn't you wait for us
before starting to drink?"
"Yeah! You've forgotten your sisters now that you have a handsome guy! You're so good to guys than your friends!" another girl
chimed in from behind Duro, her voice slightly magnetic, though not as melodious as the first girl's, it had a unique charm that
left a slightly teasing feeling.
Without Michelle needing to say anything more, Duro knew these were her sisters. From their voices, he could tell they were both
quite young, probably around Michelle's age. When the two girls sat down in front of them,
even Duro, who was used to seeing beautiful women, couldn't help but feel a flutter in his heart.
One of the girls was a long-haired Asian woman, while the other was a blonde with blue eyes. The long-
haired girl wore a red halter-neck mini-dress, revealing her long, beautiful legs. Even in the dim lighting of the bar,
Duro could still see that she had a bronze complexion, clearly a girl who enjoyed outdoor activities.
The other girl, besides having blonde hair, even had
blonde body hair on her bare arms exposed outside her short-sleeved t-shirt, proving that she was a genuine blonde beauty. Her high nose bridge, full lips, and large
, bright green eyes complemented each other perfectly, and coupled with her shapely figure, she
was undeniably a sexy bombshell.
Michelle observed coldly, clearly seeing the waves her two friends were stirring in Duro's heart. As she
gestured for Duro to pour drinks for the two of them, she smiled and said, "You three, introduce yourselves!"
Duro, always quite gentlemanly, immediately extended his right hand to introduce himself, "Hi, hello! I'm Duro
, you can call me A-Luo."
The long-haired girl smiled sweetly and shook his hand, "A-Luo, hello. My name is Zhiya."
Michelle chimed in, "Zhiya is from South Korea, she only came to Penang two years ago."
Duro immediately let out a long "Oh," thinking to himself, "No wonder she looks like a Korean girl, she really is from South Korea.
" The other blonde girl automatically extended her hand to Duro, "Call me Taylor! I'm
from Texas."
Duro was a little surprised; he really hadn't expected to meet beauties from all over the world in this bar
. He turned to look at Michelle, the little vixen who smiled sweetly at him and said, "I'm a native
Penangite, just a mixed-race one."
The four chatted for a while; being young (although Duro was about ten years older than the other three),
they quickly became acquainted.
After taking a sip of her drink, Zhiya suddenly gave Michelle a wink, "I've seen you sneaking out to play a lot lately,
where's your daddy?"
Michelle chuckled, "Don't talk about me! If your daddy were in Penang, you two wouldn't
be out fooling around!"
Zhiya and Taylor laughed together, "Same here! Hahaha!"
Hearing this, Duro vaguely sensed that the daddy they were talking about wasn't their real father. Although he
roughly guessed the truth, it was their private matter, so he didn't ask.
At that moment, after the band finished playing a song, the lead singer bowed to the audience, "Our first
segment is over! We hope to see you all again when we come back on stage in an hour!"
As soon as the lead singer finished speaking, the bar's resident DJ started playing upbeat dance music, and many people immediately
rushed to the dance floor to dance with abandon.
Zhiya whispered in Duro's ear, "Here, the band and DJ take turns. The band performs for an hour,
then the DJ takes over, and after an hour it's the band's turn again."
Duro nodded, "I see." At close range, Zhiya's fragrance wafted over him, making his
heart flutter.
Zhiya glanced at the dance floor, "Come on, let's dance!"
How could Duro refuse a beautiful woman's invitation? He immediately jumped up, took Zhiya's hand, and led her to
the dance floor.

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