[Urban] The Drunken Fragrance of the Mortal World - 10-12

Zhao Jiayao, now sixty-four,

sat on the sofa, listening to the sounds coming from next door. A sudden panic gripped her, and her wetness irresistibly urged her to touch her own vulva. However, remembering that Zhou Menglong would soon come to satisfy her, Zhao Jiayao suppressed her impulse and sat quietly. The waiting seemed to drag on endlessly until she began to grow impatient. Then, a knock sounded at the door. Zhao Jiayao's heart leaped with joy, and she practically sprinted to open it.

At that moment, Zhao Jiayao appeared more elegant and alluring than ever before. She wore a flesh-colored nightgown, two thin straps draped over her rounded shoulders. Her arms were smooth and flawless, her skin fair and delicate, soft and boneless, like two jade lotus roots. Her breasts were prominent, with deep cleavage, and a platinum necklace hung around her fair neck, her full, voluptuous breasts swaying slightly as she moved.

The robe seemed tailor-made for her figure, tight at the waist and clinging to her hips, outlining her beautiful waist and full buttocks. The robe was smooth and shimmering, flowing softly and clinging to her body, highlighting Zhao Jiayao's curves and beautiful figure. Her long, flowing hair cascaded down her plump back and rounded shoulders, covering her shapely legs and accentuating her full, rounded buttocks, making them appear even more voluptuous.

The robe was soft and flowing; it must feel wonderful to the touch. Looking at her beautiful face, her arched, slender eyebrows were meticulously drawn, with a hint of pink in them. Beneath her willow-leaf eyebrows were a pair of alluring, dark, watery eyes with curled eyelashes, full of affection, and her red lips were invitingly moist. Her hair was styled in soft, wavy curls. Her allure only deepened… and Zhao Jiayao's face flushed slightly, as if hiding something embarrassing…

Zhou Menglong, who had been eagerly anticipating this moment, couldn't resist any longer. He gently took Zhao Jiayao's hand and led her to the sofa. After pressing her down onto the sofa, Zhou Menglong slowly knelt down in front of her. He didn't know why, but ever since he learned what Zhao Jiayao had done in his room that morning, Zhou Menglong felt that there was no place in the world more attractive to him than Zhao Jiayao's private parts. So, whenever he was alone with Zhao Jiayao, the first thing Zhou Menglong thought of was how to play with her private parts.

Zhou Menglong knelt in front of Zhao Jiayao, his hand gently pressing on the bulge between her legs. Zhao Jiayao's robe had somehow been pulled up to her thighs, revealing her slender, smooth, and boneless white legs. At the base of her thighs, a striking, bright red, smooth, and shiny pair of panties clung tightly, a soft, bouncy mound prominently displayed in the center, partially hidden by the two-finger-wide fabric. A long, wet stain ran down the fabric.

Zhou Menglong gently rubbed it, savoring the unique, pungent scent of her body. After a while, he occasionally looked up to check Zhao Jiayao's reaction, but to his surprise, she turned her head away, refusing to look at him. After rubbing for a while, Zhou Menglong asked, "

Auntie, is it comfortable?"

Zhao Jiayao turned her head, her eyes full of spring, and said reproachfully, "

You're so naughty... You scared me in the pool... It made me nervous..."

Zhou Menglong didn't know if Zhao Jiayao was blaming or scolding him, but there was a kind of irresistible temptation in her words that made Zhou Menglong's heart flutter. Zhou Menglong boldly and quietly used his hand to lift the edge of Zhao Jiayao's panties and reached inside...

Zhao Jiayao continued, "

You know... when I heard you say that, I felt like I had fallen into an ice cave... Oh... Oh oh... You naughty Menglong... In the future, you... You can't, you can't scare me like that... Oh... You're so naughty..."

As Zhao Jiayao spoke, Zhou Menglong gently rubbed the entrance of her vulva with his fingers. When Zhao Jiayao said those heart-pounding words, Zhou Menglong became even more excited, and the water in her own vulva gushed out.

Zhou Menglong's fingers caressed Zhao Jiayao's panties. As the fluid increased, the area inside her panties became incredibly slippery. Zhou Menglong gently pinched the small fleshy buds inside, tracing circles on them. Then, his middle finger probed into the moist clitoris. Ah, this was the paradise of so many men's dreams. How could Zhou Menglong restrain himself? A mature and charming beauty, a graceful peony, a seductive fox, lay before him, her body exposed, her clitoris overflowing with nectar. How could Zhou Menglong's eyes not burn with desire?

Zhou Menglong's fingers gently caressed Zhao Jiayao's swollen clitoris, and Zhao Jiayao moaned incessantly: "

Oh... um... so naughty... ah... so bad... Menglong... oh... ah..."

Zhao Jiayao's pleasurable moans further fueled Zhou Menglong's desire to serve her and give her even greater pleasure. Seeing that Zhao Jiayao's bright red panties were even wetter, Zhou Menglong suddenly felt an overwhelming urge to kiss that sexy spot...

Zhou Menglong pounced on Zhao Jiayao's legs, burying his face in her crotch. There was a faint scent of perfume on her skin. Zhou Menglong kissed her panties repeatedly, murmuring, "

Auntie, you're so good, I love you so much..."

Zhao Jiayao cupped Zhou Menglong's head in her hands, letting him kiss her. Zhou Menglong unbuttoned Zhao Jiayao's panties... Ah! A beautiful, white, plump, and firm mound appeared before Zhou Menglong's eyes. It was as full and bouncy as a full breast, except that in the middle, a slit ran from top to bottom, revealing a bright red and tender stamen, two thick petals, and the entire slit and the area around the mound were covered with slippery nectar. Zhou Menglong gently kissed the slit, licked the stamen with his tongue, and held the pink bud in his mouth with his lips, licking and biting it. Zhao Jiayao's moans grew louder.

"Oh...you naughty Menglong...you naughty son-in-law...you're making Zhou Menglong feel so good...ah...oh...so good..." "Baby...don't...do it anymore...I...feel so...uncomfortable...it's so...itchy down there...quickly...darling...quickly give...give it to Zhou Menglong..."

After kissing Zhao Jiayao's beautiful slit enough, Zhou Menglong kissed Zhao Jiayao's full and smooth abdomen from bottom to top through her nightgown, until he reached below Zhao Jiayao's large breasts, and then kissed Zhao Jiayao's plump and bouncy breasts. Zhou Menglong embraced Zhao Jiayao's waist and pressed himself against her, kissing her incessantly through her smooth nightgown, sucking and nibbling at her nipples.

Gradually, Zhao Jiayao's nipples hardened, becoming the size of grapes. When both nipples were erect, they made her nightgown stand out even more. Zhou Menglong slipped the straps of Zhao Jiayao's nightgown down her arms, pulling down the upper part of the nightgown, revealing a pair of full, soft breasts. Blue veins were visible on her fair skin. Zhou Menglong rubbed and sucked on her nipples, which were hard and erect in his mouth. He kissed her, moving upwards, until he reached her snowy neck, her face, and finally her sensual lips.

Zhou Menglong and Zhao Jiayao kissed for a long time without breaking apart. Zhou Menglong held Zhao Jiayao with one arm, kissing her while the other hand constantly kneaded her full, round breasts, then gently caressed her smaller breasts between her legs… Zhao Jiayao's sexy, warm lips, her soft, hot tongue, her alluring face, her captivating moans, her mature and sexy seduction, and her noble and reserved demeanor all mesmerized Zhou Menglong.

Zhou Menglong took off his clothes, revealing his erect penis, which he thrust against Zhao Jiayao's calves, thighs, and lower abdomen, until it reached her armpits. Then he thrust it against her large breasts, onto her nipples, and then into her deep cleavage, while simultaneously cupping her breasts and squeezing them together, making her large breasts clamp his penis as he thrust. Zhao Jiayao had never experienced such a heart-pounding tease before. He kept saying, "

Oh! So naughty... naughty son-in-law... so bad... so comfortable... ah... oh... so comfortable..."

Zhou Menglong lifted his big cock up, all the way to Zhao Jiayao's snowy neck, and after teasing it for a while, he pressed his big cock against Zhao Jiayao's charming face, gently rubbing the head of the cock against her face, eyes, nose and sexy red lips... "

Little rascal... hurry... hurry and carry me to the bed..."

Zhao Jiayao was already consumed by lust. Zhou Menglong picked her up and laid her on the bed, beginning to carefully admire the beauty before him. Ah! She was truly dazzling, with skin as delicate as snow, high and full breasts, large, brownish-red nipples, bright red areolas, a flat abdomen with fine wrinkles, a deep navel, a mons pubis like a large steamed bun, and a pink clitoris the size of a peanut. Her buttocks were plump and large, making Zhou Menglong's lust flare up, his penis swelling, especially the glans, which was as big as a child's fist. Zhao Jiayao's alluring eyes were also fixed on Zhou Menglong's large penis, making her heart pound wildly, and her vaginal fluids involuntarily flowed out again. Zhao Jiayao's body, wrapped in her nightgown, was so beautiful, her figure so gracefully maintained. Zhou Menglong lay on top of Zhao Jiayao, embracing her and caressing her large breasts and the small breasts between her legs, his lust growing stronger with each touch.

Zhao Jiayao's plump buttocks swayed from side to side, a tingling, itchy sensation driving her to the brink of ecstasy, her juices flowing freely. She moaned and gasped, "

My darling! I really...can't...take it...anymore...please...I want...yours...to...penetrate...me..."

Seeing Zhao Jiayao's expression, Zhou Menglong knew it was time. He stood up, not getting onto the bed, but instead placing a large pillow under Zhao Jiayao's buttocks. He spread her legs wide, raised them, and positioned her at the edge of the bed in a doggy-style position, using his hand to rub the head of his penis against her clitoris, moving it up and down.

Zhao Jiayao, her face flushed with embarrassment, panting heavily, overflowing with lust, her eyes glazed with desire, and her whole body itching, cried out in a soft, seductive voice, "Baby... Menglong... my little hole is so itchy... my whole body feels so uncomfortable... stop rubbing... stop teasing me... I really can't take it anymore... hurry... put... it... in... now..."

Zhou Menglong, aroused by Zhao Jiayao's alluring and seductive state, his engorged penis swelled, and with a forceful thrust,

the large glans slid in with a "whoosh."

Zhao Jiayao cried out "Ah!" feeling a tingling numbness throughout her body, from her feet to her palms. Zhou Menglong stopped, and after a while, Zhao Jiayao said, "

You little rascal... you're going in so deep..."

Zhou Menglong said, "

Auntie, it's not all the way in yet..."

Hearing that it wasn't all the way in, Zhao Jiayao's heart skipped a beat, and she thrust her ample buttocks forward, crying out, "

Baby! Hurry... use force... put the whole thing... in..."

Zhou Menglong then thrust in all the way. "

Ah...it's so beautiful..."

The large glans pressed against her clitoris, and Zhao Jiayao trembled all over, her vagina tightening, and a gush of hot, lustful fluid shot out. "

Good girl...faster...harder..."

Zhou Menglong felt an intense pleasure in his glans. Zhao Jiayao's clitoris felt like two hot, soft, and moist tongues enveloping his penis. The tight grip made him reluctant to pull out. Zhou Menglong embraced Zhao Jiayao and kissed her again before slowly thrusting in and out, caressing her large breasts. Zhao Jiayao's moans grew more and more urgent, uncontrollably becoming wanton: "

Baby...I want you...call me...quickly...call me...my dear..."

Zhao Jiayao was truly seductive. Zhou Menglong, deeply thrust into Zhao Jiayao's flower core, lay on top of her, embracing her, and cried out: "

Auntie, my good auntie..." "Ah..."

Zhao Jiayao responded. Just then, Zhou Menglong felt a surge of soft fluid gushing out from deep within Zhao Jiayao's honey hole. Zhao Jiayao said: "

Oh...so comfortable...baby...you're killing me...I want more...I want you to call me...move me...call me..."

Zhao Jiayao's seductiveness further aroused Zhou Menglong. He pulled out and thrust in again, shouting at the same time: "

What a horny cunt..." "Ah...bad son-in-law...my horny cunt wants you...touch my horny cunt's breasts..."

So Zhou Menglong thrust faster and faster, while his hands rubbed Zhao Jiayao's large breasts, constantly calling out "Flesh horny cunt horny cunt" "

Baby horny cunt horny cunt" "

Good horny cunt horny cunt." With each thrust, deep and rhythmic, hitting the flesh, after more than two hundred thrusts, a sudden surge of heat rushed to the head of his penis. "

Oh... baby... sweetheart, I feel so good... good girl... put down your legs... come on the bed... press down on me, my pussy... wants to hug you... kiss you... quick..."

So Zhou Menglong put down Zhao Jiayao's legs and pushed her to the center of the bed. Zhou Menglong followed and pressed down on Zhao Jiayao's delicate body. Zhao Jiayao also hugged Zhou Menglong tightly with both hands, her legs wrapped tightly around Zhou Menglong's strong waist, twisting her slender waist and plump hips, and the two kissed. "

Baby...move...my cunt...my cunt is so itchy...faster...thrust harder...my...good girl...move while touching my cunt's breasts..."

Zhou Menglong was held tightly by Zhao Jiayao, his chest pressing against her large, full breasts, which were swollen, soft, and hot. His big meat stick was inserted into her tight honey hole, thrusting hard and faster, sometimes touching her clitoris.

“Oh…I’m dying…your big cock is touching…my cunt…into…my womb…my heart…my darling…I…your big cock…is making my cunt…go to heaven, my love, my little husband, my love…faster…faster…I’m going to die…”

Zhao Jiayao was so engrossed in Zhou Menglong’s big cock that her eyes were glazed over, her face flushed. Zhao Jiayao was already in a state of ecstasy, her vagina was overflowing with lustful fluid, her heart was trembling, and she kept calling out: “

You are really…my cunt’s heart and soul…I’m being fucked to heaven by you…my lovely darling…my cunt is going crazy with pleasure…my dear husband…fuck me to death…I’m so happy…”

Zhao Jiayao was so comfortable that her soul was floating, her spirit was ethereal, and she hugged her arms and legs even tighter, her plump buttocks swaying wildly and rising high, cooperating with Zhou Menglong’s thrusting. Zhao Jiayao screamed hysterically, swaying and thrusting, making her honey hole and penis fit together even more tightly. This stimulated Zhou Menglong to the point of madness, like a wild horse galloping. He hugged Zhao Jiayao tightly and used all his strength to thrust and pump wildly. His large glans hit Zhao Jiayao's clitoris like raindrops, making

a continuous "plop, plop" sound.

Zhao Jiayao's large breasts swayed to both sides of her body, violently moving up and down with the rhythm, like waves surging one after another. Zhao Jiayao's honey hole, containing the large penis, opened and closed with each thrust, and waves of lustful fluid overflowed, flowing down her plump white buttocks and soaking a large area of the bed sheet. Zhou Menglong's vigorous thrusting had made Zhao Jiayao feel so comfortable that she was trembling and panting heavily. "...My...darling...I can't take it anymore...I'm so beautiful...I'm coming..."

After saying this, Zhao Jiayao suddenly squeezed her hands and legs even tighter, thrusting her honey hole higher and higher, "

Ah...you're killing me."

After a few thrusts, Zhao Jiayao ejaculated profusely, her hands and legs loosened, and she fell onto the bed, her whole body limp. Zhao Jiayao was now completely exhausted. Her pampered body had never experienced such a storm. When Zhou Menglong looked at Zhao Jiayao, her eyes were slightly closed, her whites rolled back, she was panting heavily, her face was flushed, and she was covered in fragrant sweat. Her full breasts trembled with her breath, and his big penis was still inserted in Zhao Jiayao's little hole, the warm and tight feeling was really comfortable. After a brief climax, Zhao Jiayao opened her alluring eyes, gazing at Zhou Menglong with passionate eyes, and said, "

Baby, how are you so amazing? My cunt almost died in your hands!"

Seeing Zhao Jiayao's face flushed and her breath coming in short gasps, her jade rose even more vibrant, Zhou Menglong couldn't resist pressing down on her, embracing and kissing her, caressing her full breasts, his large penis throbbing against her vagina… Zhou Menglong didn't rush to thrust, letting Zhao Jiayao rest for a while, while he continued to caress her body. After more than ten minutes, her vagina, itching unbearably from the caresses and kisses, ignited her desire once more. Zhao Jiayao said softly, "..."

"Little darling, are you tired? Lie down there... let your cunt do the work..."

Zhou Menglong lay down beside Zhao Jiayao. Zhao Jiayao was no longer shy. She rolled over and sat on Zhou Menglong's lower abdomen, lowering her body so that her two full breasts rubbed against Zhou Menglong's strong chest. Her two hot, fragrant lips kissed Zhou Menglong's lips, and she put her tongue into his mouth. The two embraced tightly, hungry and greedy, sucking and licking fiercely. "

Menglong... dear husband... my darling..."

Zhao Jiayao moaned softly, her jade hand grasping the big meat stick, aiming it at her flower bud, and pressing it down. "

Ah!" "

Zhao Jiayao cried out softly as the large glans was already inside her plump little hole. Zhao Jiayao's body convulsed and trembled. The large penis was swallowed inch by inch into her little hole, more than three inches deep. Zhou Menglong then launched his attack, thrusting upwards with force, and pressing down on Zhao Jiayao's plump buttocks with both hands. Zhao Jiayao cried out softly, "Ah! Gently! Menglong...you...you...you're killing my cunt..." "Dear cunt! Move faster...hurry up and put it in..." Zhao Jiayao

's pink buttocks rubbed and slid in, her body trembling, her eyes bloodshot, her eyes intoxicated with lust. Zhao Jiayao felt as if her whole body was melting in flames, so comfortable that she almost fainted. "

Dear cunt! Fertile cunt!" "Faster...faster...harder...pull it up..."

Zhou Menglong shouted as he thrust his hips upwards. Zhao Jiayao moved up and down on top of him, her large breasts swaying violently beneath her robe. Her voluptuous body and flowing hair made her appear like a sensual jade statue to Zhou Menglong, who lay below her. He reached out and grasped her swaying breasts through her robe, kneading and squeezing them.

"Baby...your...big cock head...is touching the clitoris again...ah! So comfortable, so beautiful...so good..."

Zhao... Jiayao began to grind and rotate with her plump buttocks. Zhao Jiayao's movements became faster and more intense, her hips swaying and twisting with each descent. Deep within her vagina, at the entrance of her cervix, she pressed against the head of his penis, grinding and rubbing, giving both of them an unforgettable and exquisite pleasure…

When Zhao Jiayao sat on him, the clitoris of Zhou Menglong's cervix was being ground, rotated, sucked, and drawn in, providing unparalleled comfort. This ignited Zhou Menglong's wild desire, making his lust even more intense. Seeing that Zhao Jiayao's intense "Guanyin sitting on a lotus" posture for over ten minutes had already caused her to pant heavily and be covered in fragrant sweat, he slowed down. After all, Zhao Jiayao was already a woman in her forties, how could she compare to the youthful vitality of her daughter, Zhang Rumeng? Zhou Menglong couldn't help but feel tenderness and pity for her. So he raised his upper body, leaned against the headboard, hugged Zhao Jiayao tightly, and changed to a sitting position. He lowered his head and took Zhao Jiayao's large, brownish-red nipple into his mouth, sucking, licking, and biting it.

“You slutty cunt…your little fat hole…the flower inside…sucks…it feels so good to Zhou Menglong, quick…suck…suck a few more times…”

Zhao Jiayao’s plump buttocks moved up and down rapidly, her whole body covered in fragrant sweat, her breathing rapid, her face flushed with desire, her eyes languid and alluring. She was truly captivating and seductive. Zhou Menglong held Zhao Jiayao in his arms, his hips thrusting hard, pounding her until Zhao Jiayao cried out in lust…

“My darling…my little husband…you bite…bite my nipples…it feels so good…oh…my cunt is going to…come…come…to my dear husband…”

Zhou Menglong felt another surge of hot semen rush to his glans, making him cry out in pleasure: “

My dear cunt…don’t come…I haven’t…enough…”

Zhao Jiayao had already collapsed weakly onto Zhou Menglong, unconscious.

Zhou Menglong turned and placed Zhao Jiayao on the bed, then lay on top of her and began his final thrusts. With a series of vigorous thrusts, Zhao Jiayao's labia opened and closed with each stroke of the large penis, the sounds of her juices flowing

incessantly. Although Zhao Jiayao was a middle-aged woman, she was no match for Zhou Menglong, who was young and strong, with a thick and long penis. Being a virile young man, coupled with the vigor of youth, his large penis felt like a red-hot iron rod, causing her vagina to gush with fluids. As a result, Zhao Jiayao experienced frequent orgasms, one wave higher than the next. Zhao Jiayao's long, beautiful hair was scattered messily across the pillow. Her pink face swayed from side to side, her hands tightly wrapped around Zhou Menglong's back, her plump buttocks thrusting upwards, her legs kicking wildly, and she cried out in a coquettish voice: "

Ah... Menglong... my dear... dear husband... I can't take it anymore... your big cock is so powerful... my cunt... my little hole is... you've broken it... I've... I've... I've come again..."

Zhao Jiayao felt incredibly comfortable from Zhou Menglong's penetration, her clitoris sucking and licking the large glans, her fair pink legs kicking wildly, a large gush of lustful fluid flowing across the bed, her beautiful eyes rolling back in a seductive rage. Zhou Menglong also felt Zhao Jiayao's honey hole, like a small mouth, holding his large cock, licking, sucking, and absorbing it, feeling incredibly comfortable! "

My slutty cunt! My slutty cunt... oh... your little fat hole... sucks... sucks... my cock... it's so... so beautiful..."

Zhou Menglong lifted Zhao Jiayao's plump buttocks with both hands, thrusting, twisting, and rotating desperately. "

Baby! My slutty cunt... I can't take it anymore... oh... ba... ah... Menglong... ah... I'm dying... ouch..."

Actually, Zhao Jiayao didn't know what she was shouting. She only felt comfortable and pleasure, surging through every nerve in her body. Zhao Jiayao's whole body collapsed. She convulsed and spasmed, then opened her small mouth and bit Zhou Menglong's shoulder. Zhou Menglong felt a sharp pain when Zhao Jiayao bit him. "

Ah! My slutty cunt! I'm going to cum!"

After saying that, his back went numb, his buttocks thrust repeatedly, and a stream of hot semen shot out. So far, Zhou Menglong has had relationships with two mature and beautiful women,

Liu Yumei

and Zhao Jiayao. Although both women are over forty, they possess natural allure, maintaining excellent figures and skin. Their openness and skill in bed far surpass those of younger women like Qian Nan and Luo Li. Each time with them, Zhou Menglong experiences immense pleasure. Today, Zhao Jiayao has once again given him this feeling, making him even more eager for mature women. It was this experience that made Zhou Menglong secretly resolve to pursue more mature and beautiful women in the future, whether they are young women, philanderers, or glamorous mature women. He was determined to bring them under his wing, and it was precisely because of this that, many years later, Zhou Menglong acquired an extremely erotic nickname: "The Beauty Killer." During the past two days, Zhou Menglong spent his days playing with Zhao Jiayao and Zhang Rumeng. When he was alone with one of them, he would grope them, taking advantage of the mother first, then the daughter, and vice versa. Zhang Rumeng remained completely unaware, but the girl's body and mind were greatly satisfied by her lover's wanton caresses. Zhao Jiayao, however, knew that Zhou Menglong was indiscriminate in his affections, and the thought of her daughter's lover thrusting into her filled her with excitement. She also performed the act with exceptional vigor. The mother and daughter's time with Zhou Menglong allowed him to enjoy a blissful, dreamlike rest.

Somewhat reluctantly, Zhou Menglong returned home around 7 PM. The series of intense battles had left him feeling exhausted. So, after dinner, he went to his room and lay down. In his drowsy state, the phone suddenly rang. He picked it up and saw it was Qian Nan calling: "Hey, Nan'er, what are you doing?" Qian

Nan's clear voice came through: "What am I doing? What else could I be doing but thinking about you?"

"By the way, Menglong, why haven't you called me for two days? Tell me honestly, have you been up to something naughty?"

Qian Nan's voice changed, becoming somewhat fierce. Zhou Menglong's heart skipped a beat: "My dear Nan'er, what bad things could I possibly do? Don't you think about it? With beautiful girlfriends like you and Luo Li, I want to cherish them like precious treasures. I've missed you so much these past few days and wanted to call you, but since you're both at home, it's not convenient, so I've had to keep it to myself. I'm even thinking about how to get you and Luo Li somewhere tomorrow so we can have another good time. Just thinking about the two of you makes me hard."

Zhou Menglong's words were originally meant to... Qian Nan tried to evade the question, but when Zhou Menglong mentioned imagining the two of them being intimate in bed, he couldn't help but picture Qian Nan and Luo Li lying there, their bodies exposed, striking alluring poses. Thinking of this, Zhou Menglong felt a surge of desire again. "Hehe. You naughty Menglong, what are you thinking about all day? Every time you think of us, you think about having sex with us. You're so bad! By the way, Menglong, it's impossible for you to be with me and Luo Li again tomorrow."

Qian Nan's voice suddenly became seductive on the other end of the phone. Clearly, the young girl, hearing her lover's explicit teasing, felt a surge of desire.

"Why? What happened?"

Zhou Menglong's heart skipped a beat, and he asked anxiously. "Gege, look at how anxious you are. Fine, Luo Li and I didn't spoil you for nothing. You silly goose, have you forgotten? We're going to Shanghai tomorrow. How could Luo Li come with us? That's why I said it's impossible for you to mess with either of us, but if you want to mess with me, that's still possible."

Qian Nan's voice became even more alluring. Even though it was over the phone, Zhou Menglong could still feel Qian Nan's pretty face turning slightly red.

Hearing Qian Nan say this, Zhou Menglong realized that tomorrow was the day he, Qian Lanfei, and Qian Nan would be going to Shanghai. He had forgotten about it because of his recent battles with Qian Nan, Luo Li, Zhao Jiayao, Zhang Rumeng, and other women. "Oh, if you hadn't mentioned it, I really wouldn't have remembered. Thank you, Nan'er. If I had forgotten about this, your mother might have given me a good scolding."

"Yes, Mom thought you might forget, since she only mentioned it to you briefly that day. So, I'm calling to let you know so you can wait at home tomorrow morning. A car will pick you up to go to the airport. Mom has already informed Director Liu, so just wait at home. Sigh, Menglong, think about it, wouldn't it be great if it were just the two of us going to Shanghai? That way, I could want you and do whatever I want with you anytime, anywhere. That feeling would be wonderful. If Mom weren't here, I imagine we'd be in a hotel, naked, doing whatever we wanted, whenever and wherever we wanted. That would be such a wonderful thing."

Qian Nan's voice trembled slightly as she spoke, and the seductive charm she exuded made Zhou Menglong feel... Feeling his blood rushing to a certain part of his body, where it was slowly hardening, Zhou Menglong took a deep breath, suppressing the surging desire within him, before saying, "Nan'er, I want to do that too, but your mother's here. You can't go too far. Otherwise, if she finds out about us, I'll be in deep trouble." Zhou

Menglong knew that with Qian Nan's passionate and impulsive nature, she might really do something outrageous after coming to Shanghai. And if Qian Feilan found out about him and Qian Nan, although Zhou Menglong didn't know Qian Feilan's true feelings, Qian Feilan would likely make things difficult for him. Therefore, after hearing Qian Nan's words, Zhou Menglong quickly tried to persuade her.

"Sigh, Menglong, I was just thinking that when we're having a great time, my mom might come and interrupt us, preventing us from fully enjoying ourselves. That's why I said that. Oh, right, Menglong, I've got a great idea! If you can do it, not only will we not have to worry about Mom finding out, but I guarantee we can have a crazy week of fun in Shanghai!"

Qian Nan's voice suddenly rose eight octaves, as if she had just come up with a brilliant idea. Zhou Menglong could almost picture Qian Nan's excited expression. Hearing this, Zhou Menglong's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly said to Qian Nan, "Good Nan'er, you really have such a great idea?!" "Let your mother manage our affairs. If that's really the case, tell me quickly. If you can think of something, I can definitely do it. For our sexual happiness, if we have the conditions, we'll go for it; if we don't, we'll create the conditions and we'll definitely go for it."

Qian Nan seemed silent for a moment on the other end: "Menglong, I think if you get my mother too, then not only will she not interfere with our affairs, but maybe she'll even play with us like Luo Li."

Qian Nan's words were like a thunderclap, making Zhou Menglong's ears ring. If Zhou Menglong hadn't had a relatively strong mental fortitude, just Qian Nan's words alone could have given him a heart attack.

To be honest, Zhou Menglong had indeed been attracted to Qian Feilan, a woman in her late twenties who still possessed considerable charm. However, all of this was based on the assumption that Qian Feilan harbored feelings for him. Now, knowing that Qian Feilan's actions that day were merely a ploy to set up a relationship with his daughter, Zhou Menglong had suppressed his feelings. So, hearing Qian Nan's sudden words, how could Zhou Menglong not be shocked? After

all, Qian Nan was Qian Feilan's mother. How could a daughter hand her mother over to someone else, especially someone who was Qian Nan's love interest? If Qian Nan had initially brought Luo Li along, engaging in a "two-woman" game with him, simply because Qian Nan and Luo Li were like sisters, and Qian Nan was eager to share her own strength, then Zhou Menglong was utterly baffled by Qian Nan's current explanation.

"What's wrong? Surprised, aren't you, Menglong? Are you surprised by my brilliant idea? Let me tell you, I've been thinking about this for a long time. Menglong, do you know why I have my mother's surname, Qian, instead of my father's, Wang?"

Sensing Zhou Menglong's stunned expression on the other end of the phone, Qian Nan's voice deepened, a stark contrast to her previous alluring demeanor.

It took Zhou Menglong a while to recover from his shock. Hearing Qian Nan's words, he nodded subconsciously and said, "Nan'er, tell me, I really find it strange. Why do you have the surname Qian instead of Wang?"

As he spoke, Zhou Menglong quickly considered whether Qian Nan's words were a test or something more.

Although Zhou Menglong suppressed his feelings for Qian Feilan, it didn't mean he didn't want them. In addition, Zhou Menglong had tasted the mature and delicious bodies of Liu Yumei and Zhao Jiayao. Now, after hearing Qian Nan say this, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but be tempted. Thinking that he might really be able to take both Qian Nan and Qian Feilan at once, Zhou Menglong felt a certain part of his body harden even more.

“Menglong, I consider you the person I trust most. You can’t tell anyone else what I’m about to say. You know, my mom and dad were classmates in college. Back then, my dad and mom got together largely because of my mom’s family background. My mom was heartbroken and agreed to marry my dad. But what my mom didn’t expect was that after my dad married my mom and we had me, his status and power had reached a certain level, so his ugly side gradually came out.”

At this point, Qian Nan took a deep breath: “My mom gradually felt that my dad was coming home less often, and he was becoming less affectionate with my mom. She became suspicious, so she asked someone to investigate secretly. That’s when she found out that my dad was out partying all day long and didn’t care about my mom and me at all. My mom was truly heartbroken at that time.”

"So, Mom demanded a divorce from Dad. Dad even ran to the ground begging Mom, but Mom had already seen through Dad's true colors and remained unmoved. Instead, Grandpa and Grandma stood up and stopped Mom from divorcing Dad."

Qian Nan paused here, then said, "Menglong, do you know why Grandpa and Grandma wouldn't let Mom and Dad divorce?" Zhou

Menglong's heart stirred, guessing something, but he didn't rush to answer Qian Nan's question. Instead, he said, "Nan'er, how could I possibly know? Tell me quickly."

Qian Nan said, "Hmph, I knew you wouldn't think of that. A rising star in the Discipline Inspection Commission, you don't even understand these unspoken rules of officialdom? Okay, I'll tell you. The reason why Grandpa and Grandma did that was firstly because they were prominent figures in Jiangdu City. If the two of them divorced, it would cause a huge uproar, and it would be bad for Grandpa and Grandma's reputation. Secondly, Mom had already become a section chief at that time. If she brought up divorce at that time, given the conservative thinking of people in that era, it would definitely be detrimental to her career development."

"It was precisely because of these two points, and with the persistent persuasion of my maternal grandparents, that Dad didn't divorce Mom. However, while they acted as if nothing had happened in public, Mom secretly kicked Dad out. From then on, Dad lived in the old house, while Mom and I bought a new house and moved in. In other words, Mom and I have practically depended on each other to get to where we are today. Do you understand?"

Zhou Menglong smiled slightly. He had already vaguely guessed the reason why Qian Nan's mother hadn't divorced her father, and now Qian Nan confirmed it. He couldn't help but feel a surge of pride: 'Damn it, for thousands of years in China, rule by man has always been greater than rule of law. Every family is like this, and Qian Nan's family is no exception. It's just a pity about Qian Feilan.' Thinking of this, Zhou Menglong seemed to remember something: 'By the way, Nan'er, what do you mean by telling me all this? Is it related to what you just said?'" "

Qian Nan on the other end of the phone was both amused and annoyed: 'You don't believe me when I say you're a blockhead! Don't you think about it? My mom is still my dad's wife in name only, but their relationship is practically over. Think about it, my mom is a single woman raising me. How many people can understand the hardships she endured? And only after I grew up did I realize how hard my mom worked. Just think about what it's like for a woman to go over ten years without a lover's affection. Menglong, there's something else... sigh, never mind, I won't say it.'

Hearing Qian Nan's hesitant tone, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but become curious: 'Nan'er, what is it? Why did you stop halfway through?'" Qian Nan remained silent for a long time on the other end of the phone before slowly saying, "

Menglong, do you know, a few times when I passed by my mother's room, I would hear moaning coming from inside. I would secretly peek in, but do you know what I found? My mother was lying on the bed, constantly twisting her body. I didn't know what she was doing before, but after being with you, I realized that she was doing that because her inner needs weren't being met. My poor mother, seeing that scene broke my heart." "At that moment, I secretly vowed to find a man for my mother, to comfort her lonely heart, and to ensure she would never again be sad or heartbroken because of a lack of male affection. And now,

you

're going to Shanghai with my mother, and you're so strong, so gentle and considerate. I think that if you can open my mother's heart, she will definitely like you. So, Menglong, I wasn't joking about what happened just now. I hope you can open my mother's heart, and of course, I will help you." Qian

Nan's voice gradually grew louder, showing her determination.

Zhou Menglong was clearly surprised that the aloof Qian Feilan had such a painful past. He couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy and almost agreed to Qian Nan's request without hesitation. But then he thought, if he agreed so easily, wouldn't that be telling Qian Nan that he was too hasty? So, Zhou Menglong remained silent and waited for Qian Nan's voice to ring out again.

Sure enough, when Qian Nan saw Zhou Menglong suddenly fall silent on the other end of the phone, she became a little anxious: "Menglong, say something! I've already made it very clear to you why I want you to pursue my mother. If you don't agree, you won't be able to touch a hair on my head during this trip to Shanghai. Not only that, but after we get back, I'll also persuade Luo Li that you can't touch her either." This

was clearly a blatant threat to Zhou Menglong, but Zhou Menglong actually enjoyed it. Under these circumstances, he deliberately sighed, "Nan'er, your mother is also a woman with a tragic fate. From the bottom of my heart, I'd be very willing to help her, but there are two problems. First, will your mother accept her daughter's boyfriend? Second, if I succeed in pursuing her, you and your mother will both have me as your husband. In that

case, I feel... I feel a little... a little... something." Although Zhou Menglong said this, he was secretly overjoyed. Hearing this, Qian Nan couldn't contain herself any longer. Her voice rose again, "Menglong, don't worry. I believe you can conquer my mother with your methods. Besides, I'm here as your informant, giving you advice. And don't worry about what I might think. My mother is so beautiful, so beautiful that even I'm a little tempted. The two of us serving you together is like keeping the good stuff in the family, you understand?" "

At this moment, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but feel relieved, and a smile appeared on his face. Only then did Zhou Menglong realize that his big penis was already painfully swollen. "Menglong, this matter is settled like this. By the way, you said you've been thinking about me every day these past two days, so tell me, what part of me have you been thinking about?"

Hearing Zhou Menglong agree to her request, Qian Nan breathed a sigh of relief and began asking him questions on the phone. Zhou Menglong noticed a sudden change in Qian Nan's voice, filled with a seductive quality, and his heart stirred slightly: "

Good Nan'er, tell me, what could I possibly want about you? I think about your breasts all day long. I'm thinking about how firm, elastic, and soft they are. Touching them feels so good. Just thinking about it makes my big cock hard."

Qian Nan was silent for a moment on the other end of the phone: "Menglong, don't lie to me. You're so skilled in bed, your big cock makes us feel like we're in heaven. I bet you've been with a lot of women. Don't be afraid, I don't mind, as long as you're good to me. Menglong, you said you dreamed about my breasts, do you want to play with them? If you do, I'll let you play with them right now, how about that?

" Suddenly, there was silence on Qian Nan's end. Then, a rustling sound came from the other end of the phone, followed by Qian Nan's voice: "Menglong, did you see that? I've put the phone on my breasts, even my nipples are pressed against it. Can you see? My nipples are swollen, they're begging you to kiss me, to kiss me, okay?"

At this moment, Zhou Menglong realized that the rustling sound was actually the sound of Qian Nan's breasts rubbing against the phone. He became excited and said, "Nan'er, wait a moment." As

he spoke, Zhou Menglong got up, went to the door, locked it, and then climbed back onto the bed: "Nan'er, I see! Your breasts are so beautiful, and your nipples are really swollen. Nan'er, I can even see your hand inside your cleft! Oh, I can even see your pubic hair!"

Hearing Zhou Menglong's voice, Qian Nan let out a soft moan, her rustling voice rising again: "Menglong, what you said excites me so much! Look, my pussy is all wet! Do you want to see my juices? Menglong, I really want you by my side, to stick out your tongue and lick my pussy properly! Ah, just thinking about it makes my pussy even wetter!"

Hearing Qian Nan's wet voice, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but groan inwardly, one hand slowly moving to his crotch: "Nan'er, what are you wearing now? Where are you? I really want to fly to your side right now and fuck you properly, to kill you, you little vixen! Really, my big cock is completely hard! Look, my big cock wants to find a hole to crawl into!"

"Menglong, I'm lying on the bed right now. Can you believe it? I've taken off all my clothes. Look, I'm not lying to you. Look, my breasts are so big and firm, my skin is so white, and my thighs are pressed together. Menglong, look, my breasts have shrunk, and my pubic hair is starting to sway. Ah, I can hardly resist my own temptation."

With Qian Nan's slightly panting voice, Zhou Menglong seemed to see Qian Nan lying naked on the bed with her legs spread. Thinking of this, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but swallow hard. "Son, I see it, your ass is so perky, and your pussy is so wet. I'm going to stick out my tongue and give your little pussy a good licking. Ah, my tongue is inside, can you feel it?"

Qian Nan lay on the bed, her delicate face filled with lustful desire. Her legs were tightly pressed together. Hearing Zhou Menglong's words, Qian Nan felt an itch rising in her folds. The electric-like stimulation made her involuntarily twist her legs and rub the skin on the inside of her thighs to soothe her aroused nerves.

"Ah, Menglong, I can feel it, I can feel your tongue already inside my slit. Ah, the warm breath from your mouth feels so good, Menglong, my slit is so itchy, so itchy. Go in a little more, go in a little more, please. Quickly use your tongue to relieve the itch in my little cunt, please. Ah, it feels so good, Menglong. Look, the lustful fluid flowing out of my cunt is getting more and more, really more and more. Ah, Menglong, Menglong."

Qian Nan's voice was more and more charming and seductive with each note, tempting Zhou Menglong's senses.

“Nan’er, my tongue is already inside. I can feel your clitoris swelling up. I’m licking your clitoris little by little with my tongue. Can you feel it? Does it feel good? Why are your legs moving? Ah, it feels so good, you little vixen. Why are your legs getting tighter and tighter? Why are you pressing my head into your cunt? Ah, my nose is inside your cunt. Ah, this smells so good, you little vixen. Your juices have wet my nose. Ah.”

Zhou Menglong became even more excited, stroking his already rock-hard penis through his pants while continuing to tease Qian Nan.

Hearing Zhou Menglong's voice, Qian Nan couldn't help but reach her slender hand to her plump mons pubis, gently stroking it and feeling its softness. However, she quickly felt that this stimulation was no longer enough to satisfy her impulses and desires. In this state, she gasped softly and pulled at her dark pubic hair, tugging at it gently.

Waves of strange pleasure emanated from her mons pubis, a pleasure tinged with a slight pain, causing her to produce even more vaginal fluid. Now, the fluid not only soaked her inner thighs but also flowed down her thighs to her small, upturned buttocks, and then down to the sheets, soaking a patch of them. It looked exceptionally lewd.

At this moment, Qian Nan's legs were spread into an M shape, her small, pert buttocks thrusting upwards, fully exposing her vulva. One hand slowly reached between her legs, and she began to caress her vulva with her slender fingers. With each touch, Qian Nan trembled slightly. The sight was incredibly arousing, almost making one want to immediately pin Qian Nan down and have their way with her.

"I held you tightly in my arms, gently kissing your sexy, thin lips. My tongue entered your mouth, gently swirling and tasting your soft tongue, attracting your sweet saliva. My hands weren't idle either. One hand gently touched one of your breasts, caressing it lightly, feeling its warmth and elasticity. Nan'er, your breasts are so soft and smooth. Touching them feels so good. Gradually, I used more force, kneading your breasts, making them change shape under my hands."

Zhou As Menglong muttered to himself, he freed his large penis and began to stroke it. With his eyes slightly closed, he began to fantasize about how he would act on Qian Nan's body: "And my other hand, just as I slipped into the fleshy crevice between your legs, I gently extended my finger and probed inside. Instantly, the lustful fluid wet my finger. Nan'er, you have so much fluid! I became excited and inserted my finger into your cunt, slowly moving it in and out. You squeezed your legs together, cooperating with my movements, which made me even more excited."

"My tongue traveled down your flat stomach, reaching your mons pubis. I gently parted your legs, buried my head between your thighs, and took a deep breath, imprinting the scent of Nan'er's cunt in my heart. Then, I leaned down and gently parted your labia with my hands, revealing the tender flesh inside. I saw that it was so beautiful inside, and there were streams of lustful fluid flowing out. I finally couldn't resist opening my mouth wide and lying between your legs."

"I slowly sucked, drinking in every drop of the flowing juices. Then, I stuck out my tongue and began to explore your slit. You moaned softly, your little buttocks lifting and lowering, making it easier for my tongue to penetrate deeper. Soon, my face was wet with your juices. I was both happy and excited, constantly twisting my head, letting my nose, my chin, and my tongue deeply penetrate your cunt, rotating and teasing it. You finally couldn't hold back and let out a loud moan."

"Ah, ah, Menglong, you're so bad, so really bad! How could you do this to me like this? I... I can't take it anymore, I can't take it anymore! Menglong, big cock, I want a big cock! It's so itchy inside, so itchy! I want your big cock in right now to stop the itch! Hurry up and put your big cock in!"

As Zhou Menglong narrated his dreamlike tale, Qian Nan seemed to be experiencing it firsthand, her body writhing uncontrollably, and the lustful fluid flowing from her vulva increasing. At

this moment, Qian Nan's large, watery eyes revealed a look of longing, and her jade-like legs were spread wide, her vulva contracting incessantly, waiting for a man to insert his hard, hot cock deep inside her. Meanwhile, Qian Nan's fingers began to move rapidly in and out of her vulva, bringing her waves of pleasure as her lustful fluids splattered.

Hearing Qian Nanmei's deep, guttural moans, Zhou Menglong could no longer resist and began rapidly stroking his large penis. His voice grew louder: "I grabbed my big cock and thrust it hard into your cunt. You screamed and tightly responded to me. I thrust hard, each time, all the way to the bottom. My big cock is already soaked with your juices. I thrust hard, thrust hard, wishing I could pierce through your little cunt."

"Ah, ah, I feel it, I feel it, Menglong, your cock is so thick, so hard, it's inside my flower core. So beautiful, so comfortable, ah, Menglong, I, I'm flying, flying! Menglong, go in a little more, go deeper! I, I'm beautiful, I, I'm going to fly! Ah, ah, Menglong, your big cock is going to kill me, ah!"

As she spoke, Qian Nan swiftly moved her fingers in and out of her vagina.

Zhou Menglong roared, "Nan'er, my semen has shot into your vagina! Ah, ah, so much, so much!" He fantasized

about Qian Nan's seductive appearance, teasing her relentlessly. A pleasure Zhou Menglong had never experienced before rose within him. After rapidly stroking his large penis hundreds of times, Zhou Menglong felt it swell rapidly in his hand. A tingling sensation that penetrated to the bone sent a jolt through him, causing him to finally ejaculate.

"Menglong, I feel it, I feel it! Ah, ah, your semen is so hot! It's making my pussy feel so good! Ah, ah, I can't take it! Orgasm, orgasm is coming!"

As she spoke, Qian Nan's body suddenly tensed, her legs, which had been spread apart, suddenly clamped together. At the same time, her buttocks lifted violently, her lower abdomen contracted, and Qian Nan, under Zhou Menglong's teasing, reached orgasm. After

flight attendant Sun Xinjie

hung up the phone, Zhou Menglong got up, tidied up his room, and returned to bed. Zhou Menglong hadn't expected Qian Nan to be so charming, able to arouse him to ejaculation even while on the phone. He couldn't help but feel increasingly dependent on Qian Nan. While savoring the afterglow, Zhou Menglong lay in bed pondering Qian Nan's words. Thinking of Qian Feilan's unfortunate experience, a touch of tenderness welled up in Zhou Menglong's heart, and he increasingly wanted to use his strength to comfort Qian Feilan's lonely heart.

Although he had just ejaculated, Zhou Menglong didn't feel as exhausted as he had imagined. Instead, he felt quite energetic. In this state, Zhou Menglong got up, packed his clothes, and thought that his trip to Shanghai might be like his hot spring trip—a double win over a mother and daughter. Zhou Menglong was overjoyed, humming a little tune as he pondered how to win Qian Feilan's heart and make her willingly become his woman.

The next morning, Zhou Menglong told his parents and Zhao Jiayao about his business trip. Zhao Jiayao, having experienced the ecstasy Zhou Menglong's strength gave her, felt a little disappointed upon hearing his words. However, because Zhou Menglong's parents were present, Zhao Jiayao didn't dare show it, thus saving Zhou Menglong a lot of trouble.

A black sedan pulled up in front of Zhou Menglong's house. The window rolled down, revealing Qian Nan's delicate, beautiful face: "Menglong, get in the car quickly, Mom is already waiting for us at the airport."

Zhou Menglong, who was waiting at the gate, nodded, opened the car door, got in, and the car started, emitting a wisp of smoke, and drove towards the airport.

At the airport entrance, Qian Feilan, dressed in a business suit, stood there, her eyes constantly scanning the crowd. Upon seeing her daughter and Zhou Menglong in the flow, a hint of joy appeared on her delicate, almost translucent face. Zhou Menglong walked to Qian Feilan's side and said softly, "Secretary, hello, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."

Qian Feilan shook her head. "No, Menglong, I just arrived a little while ago. There's still some time before boarding, let's wait here for a bit." As she spoke, Qian Feilan stood there quietly, seemingly lost in thought.

Taking advantage of Qian Feilan's presence, Zhou Menglong began to observe her. He noticed that Qian Feilan's hair was styled in a high bun, giving her an exceptionally commanding presence. Her sculpted face, with its large, watery eyes, flawless skin, and sensual, thin lips, all seemed to be directed at Zhou Menglong. Before him stood Qian Feilan, an absolute beauty, a stunningly beautiful woman.

A white lace-trimmed lingerie fit her perfectly, displaying her figure beautifully to Zhou Menglong. Her full breasts stood out dramatically, straining against the blouse and creating a graceful, alluring shape that captivated Zhou Menglong's eyes. Seeing her breasts so prominently displayed, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but swallow hard

. The hem of her blouse was tucked into her skirt, making Qian Feilan's waist appear so slender and delicate. From this perspective, Qian Feilan didn't look like a woman in her forties, but rather like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl. Below her waist, her figure suddenly widened, revealing one of Qian Feilan's full and pert buttocks, tightly wrapped in the short skirt. Under the skirt, Qian Feilan's buttocks looked so plump... Her breasts were so plump and luscious that they stirred an irresistible urge to touch them.

Because the short skirt hugged Qian Feilan's beautiful buttocks so tightly, Zhou Menglong could even see a ribbon mark showing through it. He knew, of course, that was the mark of Qian Feilan's undergarments. Looking at that mark, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but imagine what kind of undergarments she was wearing, and thinking about it made him feel a fire rising in his lower abdomen.

Beneath the short skirt, Qian Feilan's rounded and firm calves were revealed. Encased in flesh-colored stockings, her calves looked exceptionally alluring. Although he couldn't see them fully, from the exposed, alluring calves, anyone could easily imagine how tempting Qian Feilan's legs must be. After looking for a while, Zhou Menglong suddenly looked away.

It wasn't that Qian Feilan's body wasn't attractive enough, but rather because of her… Her body was simply too alluring. Zhou Menglong feared that if he continued to look, his body would react subtly, and if he did so in front of Qian Feilan, he would be in deep trouble.

Although he turned his head away, Qian Feilan's near-perfect mature beauty was already deeply imprinted in Zhou Menglong's mind. He savored the image of Qian Feilan's full and elastic breasts, tightly wrapped in her shirt, her slender waist, her firm and flat stomach, her round and pert abdomen, and her strong and slender legs. He thought to himself, "Secretary Qian, although you appear elegant on the surface, only Nan'er and I know the bitterness in your heart. During this trip to Shanghai, I will do my best to win you over and let you experience the wonders of love once again, so that you and Qian Nan can both serve me." Thinking of this

, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but imagine himself embracing Qian Nan and Qian Feilan, touching the two beautiful mother and daughter all over their bodies. A wicked, signature smile crept onto his lips. Just as Zhou Menglong was lost in thought, Qian Nan's voice rang out: "Menglong, what are you thinking about? Hurry up, we're about to board. Grab your luggage." Qian

Nan's words jolted Zhou Menglong back to his senses. He smiled somewhat embarrassedly at Qian Feilan, picked up his luggage, and followed her to the boarding gate. Since the three of them had three tickets, two people sat together, leaving one to sit alone. After Qian Feilan sat down, Qian Nan didn't sit next to her as she expected. Instead, she pressed Zhou Menglong down next to her. Qian Feilan was slightly taken aback, looking at Qian Nan with some confusion. Qian Nan smiled smugly: "Mom, you're something else. Menglong finally has this opportunity to be with you. Shouldn't you teach him a little more? Letting him sit next to you is a good way for him to learn from you." "

As she spoke, Qian Nan smiled smugly at Zhou Menglong, then turned and sat down in another spot. Qian Feilan glanced at Qian Nan's back, then at Zhou Menglong sitting next to her, but remained silent, leaning back in her chair and waiting. Zhou Menglong, of course, knew that Qian Nan was fulfilling her promise and creating an opportunity for him and Qian Feilan, so he tacitly sat down as well. However, when Qian Nan turned to look at him, Zhou Menglong gave her a wink, meaning that he understood Qian Nan's intention and told her to rest assured."

As soon as Zhou Menglong sat down next to Qian Feilan, he felt a faint fragrance emanating from her soft and supple body. The pleasant scent invigorated him, and he was about to say something when he turned around to find Qian Feilan's delicate face expressionless. He swallowed his words.

Just as Zhou Menglong had suspected, Qian Feilan had brought him along because she valued him. He was handsome, young, and exceptionally capable. Even his recent experience of only a month in the Discipline Inspection Commission, handling Wu Caiguo's case alongside Liu Yumei, was partly due to Qian Feilan's subtle support—something Zhou Menglong himself was unaware of.

Qian Feilan's special care for Zhou Menglong was primarily for Qian Nan's sake. Ever since Zhou Menglong joined the Discipline Inspection Commission, Qian Feilan had been keeping a close eye on him. Because her own marriage wasn't entirely successful, Qian Feilan was particularly cautious in choosing a son-in-law. Originally, she wanted to observe Zhou Menglong for a while longer, but that day, when she saw Qian Nan and Zhou Menglong together, she knew her daughter had fallen for him.

Therefore, Qian Feilan decided to bring Zhou Menglong along in a short time. She wanted to use this opportunity to observe him closely and also let Qian Nan get to know him better. If Zhou Menglong's actions during this trip to Shanghai met Qian Feilan's expectations, she would formally discuss the matter with him upon their return.

When Qian Feilan saw Zhou Menglong and Qian Nan at the airport, her heart skipped a beat. The tall and handsome Zhou Menglong and the petite and charming Qian Nan together reminded her of her time with that person. Thinking about how that person had been out there causing trouble, Qian Feilan felt uneasy. This was why she had initially looked thoughtful, but was now ignoring Zhou Menglong.

"Sigh, back when I was about the same age as Nan'er, that person seemed to care for me just like Menglong cared for Nan'er. Unfortunately, you can't judge a book by its cover. I made a mistake. Seeing Menglong and the others like that, I'm both happy and worried. Zhou Menglong, Zhou Menglong, you mustn't let me down! If you dare to betray Qian Nan, I will use my power to make you wish you were dead."

Thinking of this, Qian Feilan closed her eyes. Just then, the plane began to take off smoothly. Qian Feilan, with her large, watery eyes closed, pondered her own thoughts. She knew it would take more than two hours to fly to Shanghai. Wasn't sleeping the best way to pass the time? Zhou Menglong had been trying to find an opportunity to talk to Qian Feilan, but seeing her close her eyes, he felt a little disappointed. With nothing else to do, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but glance at Qian Feilan out of the corner of his eye.

Qian Feilan leaned back against the chair, but her full and firm breasts, tightly wrapped in her shirt, showed no signs of sagging. They stood proudly erect, tempting Zhou Menglong. At that moment, her breasts rose and fell slightly with Qian Feilan's breath, their alluring appearance sweeping away the disappointment in Zhou Menglong's heart.

"Compared to Nan'er's, Secretary Qian's breasts are bigger and softer, and they don't sag at all. I'm so close, I can almost smell the alluring fragrance emanating from them. Ah, if only Secretary Qian were my woman now, I could pretend to be asleep and rest my head on her breasts. I think that feeling would be very exciting."

At this moment, Zhou Menglong noticed that, whether due to gravity or Qian Feilan's posture, the two panels of her tightly closed shirt suddenly opened up, creating a triangular gap between them. Seeing this, Zhou Menglong's heart skipped a beat. His experienced eyes peered through the gap in Qian Feilan's shirt, taking a close look at her pair of full and elastic breasts, tightly wrapped by the shirt.

Zhou Menglong saw that Qian Feilan's chest was covered in snow-white skin, like an ice cream cone, making him want to take a bite. A faint milky fragrance wafted from the opening, entering Zhou Menglong's nose and making him somewhat restless. Two mounds of flesh were exposed under her shirt, now, wrapped in a semi-circular close-fitting garment, exuding a subtle allure. From these two mounds, Zhou Menglong could already deduce how magnificent and full Qian Feilan's breasts must be.

Because Qian Feilan was sitting, her knee-length skirt, which originally covered her legs, had slipped up to about twenty centimeters above her knees, exposing a section of her jade-like legs. Zhou Menglong could feel that Qian Feilan's legs, wrapped in flesh-colored stockings, looked so full and so tempting.

The muscles of her jade-like legs stretched the flesh-colored stockings high, and the stockings, in turn, fulfilled their function, tightly binding her legs. This made the stockings taut against Qian Feilan's legs; Zhou Menglong could feel the tension and elasticity of her full, slender legs beneath the tight stockings without even touching them.

"Secretary Qian's legs are so beautiful, the scenery down there must be quite something too."

Thinking this, Zhou Menglong's gaze began to wander from Qian Feilan's legs, slowly moving towards her lower abdomen, imagining the breathtaking scenery of the most beautiful part of her womanly body. Unfortunately, due to the short skirt, Zhou

Menglong

's thoughts were blocked when they reached that spot, making it impossible for him to imagine the beautiful scenery between Qian Feilan's legs. Men have a tendency to want to see things they can't imagine, and under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong became somewhat impatient and subconsciously looked around. He saw that the plane's seats were high, easily blocking his view in front and behind, and the passenger to his right was currently resting with his eyes closed, completely unaware of what he was doing.

Upon seeing this, Zhou Menglong's heart pounded. Gritting his teeth, he suddenly pulled something out of his pocket and tossed it to his left. Seeing that Qian Feilan didn't seem to react, Zhou Menglong bent down, lowered his head, and stretched out one hand, pretending to look for something. When his head was parallel to Qian Feilan's skirt, Zhou Menglong turned his head and, out of the corner of his eye, began to peek at the view under Qian Feilan's skirt.

Zhou Menglong saw that between Qian Feilan's legs was a dark patch, and he couldn't see anything clearly. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but adjust his angle, and now the scenery between Qian Feilan's legs was displayed in front of him. Zhou Menglong saw that Qian Feilan's legs were slightly parted, and between her two jade legs was a bulging thing. Now, that fleshy bun-like thing was rising and falling with Qian Feilan's breathing, which looked extremely tempting. Seeing this beautiful scene, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but gasp.

As if sensing someone watching, Qian Feilan's fleshy breasts began to stir restlessly, struggling beneath her underwear. The pink underwear stretched taut, making her breasts appear plump and alluring. Yet, the underwear seemed too small to contain them. Zhou Menglong also noticed the dark red color nearby, and a few black hairs peeked out from the holes in her flesh-colored stockings, trembling in the wind.

Since they were on an airplane, Zhou Menglong didn't dare to look too closely. He looked up and, seeing Qian Feilan still asleep, breathed a sigh of relief and began to savor the beautiful view he had just witnessed. Just then, a flight attendant approached Zhou Menglong with a sweet smile: "Sir, what were you looking for? Is there anything I can help you with?"

The sudden voice startled Zhou Menglong. Feeling guilty, he looked at the flight attendant, afraid she had discovered his voyeuristic glances under Qian Feilan's skirt. But when Zhou Menglong saw that the flight attendant's delicate face remained unchanged, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to say that it was nothing, a thought suddenly struck him: "Miss, could you please get me a blanket?"

The flight attendant nodded: "Yes, sir, please wait a moment."

With that, the flight attendant turned and walked towards the cabin. Zhou Menglong gazed at the flight attendant's beautiful figure, its shape swaying gracefully with her steps, tightly encased in a red miniskirt, and suddenly felt a flutter in his heart: "This flight attendant is really sweet-looking. I wonder if I'll ever have a chance to get to know her." "

A moment later, the flight attendant brought over a towel. Zhou Menglong smiled slightly, said thank you, and took the blanket, gently covering Qian Feilan with it. Qian Feilan stirred and turned to look at Zhou Menglong. Zhou Menglong smiled gently, "Secretary Qian, I saw you were asleep, and the air conditioning on this plane is too strong, so I got you a blanket. I didn't mean to wake you. Secretary, I'm sorry." The innocent smile

on Zhou Menglong's face, his gentle demeanor and words, made Qian Feilan feel as if she had suddenly returned to her first love. Under these circumstances, Qian Feilan couldn't help but stare blankly at Zhou Menglong. Zhou Menglong looked at her... Seeing Qian Feilan's expression, Zhou Menglong's smile softened even more: "Secretary, it's alright, you can sleep for a while. I'll wake you up when we're almost there."

Qian Feilan felt a sense of security. Suddenly, she felt that this boy, almost a full twelve years younger than her, seemed to bring her a special sense of peace. Under these circumstances, Qian Feilan smiled slightly, nodded tenderly, and fell asleep again. Seeing Qian Feilan's unintentional display of docile dependence, Zhou Menglong's heart pounded. He really wanted to hold Qian Feilan in his arms and comfort this beautiful woman who was exhausted both physically and mentally.

Qian Feilan was asleep, but Zhou Menglong became even more energetic. He had initially been able to pass the time by glancing at Qian Feilan's full, firm breasts, tightly encased in her shirt, but now that she was covered by a blanket, he had nothing to do. He walked over to Qian Nan, only to find she had also fallen asleep. Just as he hesitated whether to wake her, a sweet voice rang out again: "Sir, excuse me, it's takeoff time. You can't wander around. For your safety, please return to your seat."

Zhou Menglong turned and saw it was the flight attendant who had brought him the towel earlier.

Seeing the flight attendant's sweet appearance, Zhou Menglong's heart skipped a beat. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong smiled and said to the flight attendant, "Miss, I'm sorry, everyone on this plane is asleep. I don't even have anyone to talk to. I wonder if you could keep me company for a while? If I can't find anyone to talk to for the next two hours, I'll be bored to death."

As he spoke, Zhou Menglong looked at the beautiful flight attendant in front of him with an expectant expression.

Seeing Zhou Menglong's bright smile, the flight attendant blushed slightly, for some reason. "Sir, I'm sorry, it's working hours now, so we can't chat with you. Please go back to your seat."

Zhou Menglong persisted. "Miss, look, everyone on the plane is dozing off. I just wanted to chat with you. Serving others is your job, and chatting with me is also part of your job. Why don't you chat with me for a while? How about this: we agree that you can do your work whenever you have it. That way, we can chat without interfering with your work, isn't that a win-win situation?"

Hearing Zhou Menglong's words, the flight attendant was somewhat tempted. For some reason, when she saw Zhou Menglong gently covering a lady next to her with a blanket, her heartstrings were touched, so she had been paying attention to him. Now, seeing Zhou Menglong looking at her expectantly, the flight attendant subconsciously nodded.

Seeing the flight attendant agree, Zhou Menglong was overjoyed. In this moment, he took her hand and led her to the back seats, excitedly whispering, "Miss, come on, let's go over there. I see there aren't any seats in the back yet; we can sit there and chat."

The flight attendant, not expecting Zhou Menglong to suddenly take her hand, blushed slightly. She instinctively tried to pull her hand back, but she was already following him to the back seats.

Zhou Menglong sat down, pulling the flight attendant to another seat. The flight attendant blushed even more. Seeing her expression, Zhou Menglong smiled slightly, "Miss, you're so beautiful! I wonder if I could know your name?"

As he spoke, Zhou Menglong gazed at the flight attendant's pretty face, admiring her in Jianyang City.

The flight attendant had a pair of captivating eyes, their watery gleam stirring Zhou Menglong's heart. Now, her face was flushed, making her appear even more alluring. A fragrant breeze wafted from her; Zhou Menglong knew it was a blend of her subtle natural scent and perfume. Inhaling this pleasant fragrance and feeling her alluring gaze, Zhou Menglong felt his heart flutter.

"My name is Sun Xinjie. What's yours?"

Seeing Zhou Menglong staring intently at her, the flight attendant's delicate face flushed even more. Under his gaze, Sun Xinjie gave her name, but then shyly lowered her head, almost afraid to look at Zhou Menglong, completely forgetting that he was still holding her hand.

As Zhou Menglong savored the gentle and delicate sensation from Zhou Xinjie's small hands, he took advantage of the moment when Sun Xinjie lowered her head to measure the somewhat shy beauty. Sun Xinjie, being a flight attendant, naturally had an exceptional figure. Her large breasts, with a pair of towering peaks seemingly about to burst forth from beneath her red top, made Zhou Menglong realize that this Sun Xinjie was definitely not a woman he could easily control.

Now, because Sun Xinjie was sitting, her beautiful legs were exposed outside her short skirt, looking incredibly alluring. Seeing those legs, Zhou Menglong's heart suddenly skipped a beat. Seeing Zhou Menglong suddenly fall silent, Sun Xinjie looked up at him, only to find him staring intently at her legs. Her heart pounding, Sun Xinjie involuntarily closed her legs slightly: "Sir, I told you your name, but you haven't said it yet."

Zhou Menglong then looked up as if waking from a dream, only to see Sun Xinjie staring at him with her large, watery eyes. Clearly, she had seen his impolite behavior. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong smiled sheepishly: "I'm sorry, Miss Sun, you're so beautiful, I couldn't resist. But don't worry, I didn't mean anything by it. I just wanted to admire you. By the way, my name is Zhou Menglong, it's a pleasure to meet you." Zhou

Menglong instinctively reached out his hand, but then realized he was already holding Sun Xinjie's hand, and he instinctively tightened his grip.

Sun Xinjie's delicate face flushed again. She glanced at Zhou Menglong, as if to say something, but immediately stood up: "Excuse me, Mr. Zhou, a guest is calling me over there. I have to go. I'll be right back."

As she spoke, Sun Xinjie looked at Zhou Menglong, gesturing for him to make way for her.

Seeing this, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but smile mischievously and leaned back. Sun Xinjie's heart skipped a beat at the sight of Zhou Menglong, but she had no time to ponder the meaning behind his smile. Instead, she walked away, close to the back of the chair. This was the moment Zhou Menglong had been waiting for. Just as Sun Xinjie passed directly in front of him, Zhou Menglong suddenly sat up straight. Because the distance between the chairs was so small, Sun Xinjie let out a gasp as Zhou Menglong's head was already close to the edge of her full, elastic buttocks, tightly encased in a red miniskirt.

Although Zhou Menglong didn't press his face against hers, his head was so close to Sun Xinjie's round, pert buttocks that she could almost feel his hot breath hitting her skin, stimulating her nerves and causing goosebumps and a tingling sensation.

"Oh my god, how can this person be so bold? No boy has ever seen my buttocks this close before! I'm so embarrassed, but it's also strange, this feeling is kind of comfortable," Sun

Xinjie groaned inwardly. The tingling sensation made her feel weak; if she hadn't been holding onto the chair, she might have already collapsed.

Observing a beautiful woman so closely, especially the breasts of a woman he was meeting for the first time, was a first for Zhou Menglong. A stimulating sensation surged through him, causing a certain part of his body to harden instantly. At that moment, Zhou Menglong felt that his mind was filled with the image of Sun Xinjie's full and elastic breasts, tightly wrapped in a red short skirt.

A faint, unique fragrance, characteristic of a woman's body, emanated from Sun Xinjie's breasts, which were tightly wrapped in the short skirt, enticing Zhou Menglong's senses. He couldn't help but scrutinize Sun Xinjie's breasts closely. He saw that Sun Xinjie's breasts were so round, so perky, so full and alluring. Their beautiful curves were full of seduction, and Zhou Menglong couldn't help but feel his lust rising.

Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong unconsciously reached out and placed his hand on Sun Xinjie's slender waist. Sun Xinjie felt Zhou Menglong's action and her body stiffened slightly. Just as she was about to shake off Zhou Menglong's hands, his gentle voice rang out: "Miss Sun, I'm sorry, the space between these seats is really too narrow. Here, let me help you, you can move over."

Although she knew Zhou Menglong was using this as an excuse to take advantage of her, hearing his words still made Sun Xinjie's heart slightly calmer. Under these circumstances, Sun Xinjie subconsciously nodded. Zhou Menglong exerted a little force with his hand and began to slide it across one of Sun Xinjie's full and elastic buttocks, which were tightly wrapped in her red short skirt. While pretending to push Sun Xinjie outward, he took the opportunity to feel the warm, soft, and elastic sensation of Sun Xinjie's buttocks with his palm. Sun Xinjie's heart was pounding. With Zhou Menglong's help, Sun Xinjie finally walked away from Zhou Menglong's side, but at this time, Sun Xinjie's face was as red as a persimmon. 11-22
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. Of course, Sun Xinjie knew that although Zhou Menglong was helping her with good intentions, at the same time, his hot hands also roamed over her full and elastic buttocks, which were tightly wrapped by her red short skirt. Thinking that she had only known Zhou Menglong for less than three minutes, and that her little buttocks had been touched by this handsome man, Sun Xinjie's heart couldn't help but pound. However, what Sun Xinjie found strange was that, as a virgin, after sensing Zhou Menglong's intentions, she not only did not blame him, but also felt a strange joy in her heart.

Zhou Menglong's hand slid incessantly across Sun Xinjie's beautiful buttocks, ostensibly to help her, but in reality, he was indulging in caressing them. Feeling the astonishing elasticity and heat of her buttocks beneath her red mini-skirt, Zhou Menglong felt all the blood rush to a certain part of his body, and his body began to subtly rise. Savoring the lingering

warmth and elasticity of Sun Xinjie's buttocks on his fingertips, Zhou Menglong, somewhat intoxicated, placed his hand in front of his nose, took a deep breath, and feigned ecstasy. It was as if he wanted to deeply imprint the lingering fragrance and stunning feeling that Sun Xinjie's buttocks had given him in his heart. After a while, Zhou Menglong finally lowered his hand, his wicked smile becoming even more pronounced.

"I never imagined this little beauty's buttocks would be so elastic and soft. What's even more remarkable is that she doesn't seem to mind me touching them. If I had known this, I should have let her stand here a little longer, so I could have properly enjoyed her buttocks."

Thinking of this, a strange stimulation surged through Zhou Menglong's heart, making his body even harder.

Sun Xinjie fled towards the customer, still unable to recall the feeling of Zhou Menglong's large hands groping her full and elastic buttocks, tightly wrapped in her red skirt. Thinking of this, Sun Xinjie's pretty face turned even redder. At this moment, Sun Xinjie couldn't help but frown and pause slightly. Suddenly, Sun Xinjie felt a cool sensation below her body; her underwear was damp.

After serving that customer, Sun Xinjie stood there, hesitating whether to return to Zhou Menglong's side. Zhou Menglong's boldness made Sun Xinjie feel a little scared, but the strange excitement tempted her. Looking at Zhou Menglong, who was sitting there looking at her expectantly, Sun Xinjie's heart stirred again. Under this situation, Sun Xinjie gritted her teeth and quickly walked towards Zhou Menglong.

When she reached Zhou Menglong's side, Sun Xinjie blushed and said to him, "Mr. Zhou, please let me through, I need to go in."

Zhou Menglong smiled slightly and leaned back again, looking at Sun Xinjie with a grin. Sun Xinjie was about to walk into the seat in the same way as before, but suddenly, as if she remembered something, she turned around abruptly, facing Zhou Menglong, and squeezed in. At the same time, a mischievous smile appeared on Sun Xinjie's face as she looked at Zhou Menglong, meaning: "Just now, I gave you..." "An opportunity to touch my beautiful breasts, but now I'm facing you. Let's see what you can do to me now."

Seeing the mischievous look on Sun Xinjie's delicate face, Zhou Menglong almost burst out laughing. At the same time, he suddenly felt a fondness for this girl. Seeing Zhou Menglong's expression, Sun Xinjie moved closer little by little, her big, watery eyes constantly watching him, trying to prevent him from suddenly attacking her and giving her time to escape.

Seeing Sun Xinjie's cautious look, Zhou Menglong was seized by a mischievous impulse. He pretended to pounce forward, and Sun Xinjie was startled, quickly dodging to the side. She was joking; if Zhou Menglong pounced this time, he would land right on her breasts! How could she, so inexperienced, resist such teasing?

Unfortunately, the weather didn't cooperate. Just as Sun Xinjie was about to dodge, the plane suddenly shook. Although the tremor was minor, Sun Xinjie, who was in a panic, was caught off guard and lurched forward. This was tantamount to Sun Xinjie throwing herself into Zhou Menglong's arms. Sun Xinjie was quick-witted and braced herself on the back of the seat to avoid falling into Zhou Menglong's arms. However, this meant that Sun Xinjie's breasts, which were tightly covered by her top, were essentially offered to Zhou Menglong's lips.

Feeling this, and sensing Zhou Menglong's warm breath brushing against her delicate chest, Sun Xinjie froze. Just as she was wondering what to do, she suddenly felt Zhou Menglong's large hands once again encircle her full, elastic buttocks, which were tightly wrapped in her red short skirt. The alluring masculine scent made Sun Xinjie's body go weak. Seeing Sun Xinjie's state, Zhou Menglong could no longer resist and gently tightened his grip. Sun Xinjie let out a soft moan and her body slumped into Zhou Menglong's arms.

As she fell, Sun Xinjie felt her large breasts, barely contained by her top, pressing against Zhou Menglong's head. The warm breath from his mouth made her panic. She tried to struggle away, but the feeling of weakness and the wonderful sensation on her chest made her even weaker, let alone struggle.

Zhou Menglong inhaled the alluring scent of her breasts as he gently rubbed his face against them. Even through the thin bra, he could feel how soft and elastic her breasts were. Stimulated by this, his hand, which had been on her buttocks, began to slowly slide down.

Sun Xinjie's heart pounded wildly. Her increasingly weak body made her gradually unable to support herself. Under these circumstances, Sun Xinjie let out a soft moan, and her five bodies went limp and collapsed into Zhou Menglong's arms. Instantly, Zhou Menglong was surrounded by a warm and soft body. The stimulating feeling made Zhou Menglong's large penis harden instantly, and coincidentally, it pressed right against Sun Xinjie's lower abdomen. At the same time, Zhou Menglong tightened his grip, holding Sun Xinjie's soft body tightly in his arms, enjoying the stimulating and alluring feeling that Sun Xinjie's beautiful body brought him.

Sun Xinjie felt the hot breath exhaled from Zhou Menglong's nose penetrating the delicate skin of her breasts, making her feel restless. The soft, alluring crevice beneath her tight panties began to slowly seep moisture. Under these circumstances, Sun Xinjie couldn't help but struggle. However, she quickly realized that her struggle was tantamount to rubbing her breasts and lower abdomen against Zhou Menglong's head and large penis; it was more of a teasing than a struggle.

Under these circumstances, Sun Xinjie dared not move. Sensing the change in Sun Xinjie's body, Zhou Menglong unceremoniously lifted Sun Xinjie's light-colored short skirt and began to caress her beautiful buttocks. While feeling the softness and elasticity, Zhou Menglong murmured, "Xinjie, I didn't expect your little butt to be so soft, it feels so comfortable to touch."

Because Zhou Menglong's head was pressed under Sun Xinjie's breasts, his words became indistinct.

Upon hearing Zhou Menglong's words, Sun Xinjie's delicate face flushed crimson. She pleaded, "Menglong, no, don't do this! Let me go, please let me go! If someone sees you touching me like this, I'll never be able to face anyone again! Please let me go, Menglong, this won't do! How can I face anyone like this?"

Sun Xinjie's soft pleas didn't elicit Zhou Menglong's sympathy; instead, they fueled his desire to conquer her. With practiced ease, Zhou Menglong's fingers slid between Sun Xinjie's buttocks, beginning to caress her anus through her stockings and panties. The naive young girl couldn't withstand the teasing of Zhou Menglong, a seasoned womanizer. Sun Xinjie let out soft moans, the seductive sounds bringing Zhou Menglong even greater stimulation.

"Menglong, no, don't touch me there, please, I... I've already gone soft, really, I've gone soft, please, as long as you don't do anything to me, I'll do whatever you want, please, isn't that enough?"

Sun Xinjie twisted her body while pleading softly with Zhou Menglong. At this moment, Sun Xinjie's delicate face was already flushed with desire. Clearly, Zhou Menglong's superb teasing skills brought Sun Xinjie far more enjoyment than shyness; otherwise, Sun Xinjie wouldn't have had that expression.

"Okay, Xinjie, I'll believe you this once. But to prove your sincerity, I'll ask you a question now. You have to answer me truthfully, and I'll let you go."

As he spoke, Zhou Menglong's hand wandered around Sun Xinjie's anus and pressed directly onto her vulva. Sun Xinjie had just breathed a slight sigh of relief when she heard Zhou Menglong say he would let her go, but before she could catch her breath, Zhou Menglong's hand was already on her vulva, stroking it.

The innocent girl's vulva had never been played with like this by a strange man. A strange, stimulating sensation came over her, causing Sun Xinjie to let out a soft "ah," her sexy lips biting lightly, her face flushed crimson. Waves of tingling sensations made Sun Xinjie involuntarily begin to writhe, her movements seemingly both welcoming Zhou Menglong's teasing of her vulva and struggling. As for her true meaning, perhaps only Sun Xinjie herself knew best.

"Menglong, no, no, no, don't, don't touch me there anymore, I, I can't take it, ah, Menglong, it feels so good, so good, you, you should ask me questions, you, you should know, this is on an airplane, if our affair is discovered, that, that would be terrible."

Sun Xinjie murmured and moaned, the occasional word "feeling good" revealing just how pleasurable she was under Zhou Menglong's caresses.

"Okay, Xinjie, then tell me, what color are your panties?"

As he spoke, Zhou Menglong suddenly extended a finger and pressed it heavily against Sun Xinjie's vulva. After Sun Xinjie let out another muffled groan, Zhou Menglong said, "Xinjie, I didn't expect your vulva to be so sensitive. Look, I've only touched it a few times, and so much juice has already flowed out."

Sun Xinjie whimpered, "Menglong, stop teasing me, stop teasing me! I... I'm wearing red lace panties, please... please let me go."

Feeling the increasing amount of juice flowing from her vulva, Sun Xinjie shyly revealed the style and color of her panties, hoping Zhou Menglong would let her go sooner, lest she be aroused by his teasing and start moaning. "Alright, Xinjie, to prove you're telling the truth, let me see." "

As he spoke, Zhou Menglong slowly lowered his body, moving towards the space between Sun Xinjie's legs. Sun Xinjie, only thinking about Zhou Menglong letting her go, didn't resist when she sensed his movements. Instead, she spread her legs and lifted her body slightly to make it easier for Zhou Menglong to observe.

With their cooperation, Zhou Menglong finally reached between Sun Xinjie's legs, raised his head, and looked at the alluring flesh between her legs. He saw that Sun Xinjie's breasts were bulging, and what tightly covered them was none other than the red lace panties Sun Xinjie had mentioned. Realizing that Sun Xinjie hadn't lied to him, Zhou Menglong's large penis instantly swelled."

A slightly fishy, pungent smell emanated from the cleft between Sun Xinjie's legs, rushing into Zhou Menglong's nostrils and causing his heart to flutter. At the same time, Zhou Menglong noticed a wet patch slowly spreading on the red panties that tightly covered the bulging flesh. As the amount of vaginal fluid increased, the fishy, pungent smell grew stronger.

"Xinjie, your place is so beautiful, so plump! Let me see, your juices have soaked your panties. Come on, let me lick it."

As he spoke, Zhou Menglong stuck out his tongue and gently licked Sun Xinjie's vulva. Sun Xinjie let out a soft moan, her body trembling violently, and her juices flowed even more. Seeing Sun Xinjie's alluring yet shy appearance, Zhou Menglong could no longer resist his inner urges and stuck out his tongue again, wanting to lick Sun Xinjie's vulva once more. As for whether Sun Xinjie would attract attention by moaning under his teasing, Zhou Menglong no longer cared. What

Zhou

Menglong didn't expect was that this time, Sun Xinjie shook her body violently. Although her voice was very soft, it revealed a kind of determination: "Menglong, we agreed, you can't do this. If you keep doing this, I won't talk to you anymore. If I knew this was on an airplane, I would have to yell if you did this again."

Zhou Menglong was slightly stunned when he heard Sun Xinjie say this, and his movements naturally stopped. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Sun Xinjie struggled to sit up and straightened her clothes, which Zhou Menglong had made somewhat messy.

Although Zhou Menglong knew they were on an airplane and he couldn't do anything to Sun Xinjie—at most, he could only indulge his desires physically and verbally—Sun Xinjie's refusal still made him feel somewhat uncomfortable. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong sat up, slightly panting, and remained silent. Sun Xinjie straightened her clothes, turned around, and seeing Zhou Menglong's expression, couldn't help but giggle: "Menglong, I know you're the best. Don't be angry with me, okay? You know, this is an airplane; we can't do anything. Please, don't be angry."

Seeing that Sun Xinjie not only didn't blame him for his earlier teasing but had instead softened... He began to console himself, feeling immense satisfaction. In this state, the slight disappointment in Zhou Menglong's heart vanished instantly. Looking at Sun Xinjie's delicate, almost fragile face, Zhou Menglong said, "Xinjie, you are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen, really. It's because you are so beautiful that I couldn't resist for a moment. So please don't be angry with me for what I just did, okay? Otherwise, I will lose a beautiful friend."

Hearing this, Sun Xinjie's face flushed again. After giving Zhou Menglong a charmingly glaring look, she said, "Menglong, you're such a fool. You just..." "Doing that to me, I wasn't angry at all, I actually felt quite comfortable. Sigh, I never imagined that my first time being intimate with a man would be on an airplane. It's truly a twist of fate."

Hearing Sun Xinjie say it was her first time, Zhou Menglong's heart skipped a beat. He looked up at her and said, "Xinjie, what did you say? You said it was your first time with a man? Then you're not..."

Seeing Zhou Menglong's somewhat doubtful expression, Sun Xinjie couldn't help but pinch his thigh hard: "You silly Menglong, why would I lie to you about this? It really was my first time. If you hadn't just covered up your sister..." "The blanket's actions deeply touched me, and I won't let you take advantage of me."

Seeing Sun Xinjie's expression and coquettish manner, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but chuckle: "Ha, I've struck gold."

Taking advantage of the situation, Zhou Menglong pressed his advantage: "Xinjie, could you give me your phone number? That way, I can treat you to a meal sometime to thank you for taking care of me on the plane."

He emphasized the word "taking care of," his eyes giving a mischievous glance to Sun Xinjie's full, firm breasts. Even a fool could understand the meaning behind his words.

Sun Xinjie nodded, took out a pen and paper from her pocket, quickly scribbled something, and handed it to Zhou Menglong: "Menglong, this is my phone number. Contact me when you're free. We're almost there, I need to get ready. Thank you for giving me an unforgettable flight."

As she spoke, Sun Xinjie suddenly leaned in and kissed Zhou Menglong on the cheek.

Zhou Menglong, still savoring the lingering warmth of Qiao Xinjie's body, returned to his seat. Qian Feilan had just woken up and, seeing Zhou Menglong, couldn't help but smile slightly: "Menglong, what's wrong? Where did you go just now?"

Zhou Menglong smiled and said, "Secretary, I didn't go anywhere. I just needed to use the restroom."

Of course, this was a reason Zhou Menglong had already prepared in his mind.

"Hmm."

Qian Feilan nodded, turned her head away, and after a while, as if remembering something, suddenly turned back to Zhou Menglong and said, "Menglong, I brought you out this time because I value your abilities and want to promote you. How about this, from now on, when there are outsiders, you can call me Secretary, but when it's just the two of us, you can call me Auntie. It feels a little strange to hear you calling me 'Secretary' all the time."

Zhou Menglong nodded and called her Auntie. Qian Feilan responded with a smile and said to Zhou Menglong, "Menglong, you know, after this trip to Shanghai, I might not be in the city anymore. Do you have any thoughts on that?"

Zhou Menglong's heart skipped a beat, and he looked up at Qian Feilan. Seeing Qian Feilan staring at him with her big, watery eyes, Zhou Menglong said, "Auntie, I don't have any particular thoughts. I've only been at the unit for less than two months, so I won't overthink it. Don't worry, Auntie, wherever you go, I'll always be your Zhou Menglong."

Hearing this, Qian Feilan nodded in satisfaction. After thinking for a moment, she said softly, "Menglong, you're right. You've only been at the Discipline Inspection Commission for two months, so promoting you is really difficult. But I've considered it. There's a deputy section chief position available in Changyang District. How about I assign you to that position? That way, you'll be a deputy section chief, which will be beneficial for your future development.

" Long Xin'er's heart skipped a beat, but she shook her head: "Auntie, let it go. This matter would violate the cadre appointment system. I'll just take it one step at a time. Even if I were transferred to deputy section chief now, my abilities wouldn't be up to par. It wouldn't do me any good. Besides, Auntie, you're leaving soon, and such an appointment probably won't have a good impact on you either."

Qian Feilan didn't expect to hear such words from Zhou Menglong's mouth. A glint of admiration appeared in her large, watery eyes: "Menglong, I knew I hadn't misjudged you. So young, yet so humble and composed, able to remain calm in the face of honor and disgrace. You're truly admirable. What's even more commendable is that you can stay clear-headed even when faced with enormous benefits, and understand the implications..." "Your analysis is very insightful; you truly deserve the person I've chosen." At this point, Qian Feilan seemed to realize her choice of words was somewhat inappropriate, and her delicate face flushed slightly.

To be honest, how could Zhou Menglong not want to go to the Changyang District Discipline Inspection Commission? However, Zhou Menglong thought that if he went to the Changyang District Committee, his relationship with Liu Yumei wouldn't be so close. And since it was a first-level government, it would be difficult for him to advance further. Plus, Sun Li and Qian Nan were there, making Zhou Menglong even more reluctant to leave. But Qian Feilan's words clearly showed her good intentions, and Zhou Menglong couldn't tell her the truth. So, after a moment's thought, Zhou Menglong fabricated a reason to try and persuade Qian Feilan.

To Zhou Menglong's surprise, his mere excuse earned him high praise from Qian Feilan. Listening to her words, Zhou Menglong thought to himself, "Damn, this must be what they mean by a mother-in-law looking at her son-in-law and loving him more and more. I just wonder if my beautiful mother-in-law will come to serve me with Qian Nan after this trip to Shanghai. Just now, I saw how plump her breasts were; if I could have a go at them, I'd be in heaven!" Thinking of this, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but picture the alluring sight of Qian Feilan's plump breasts tightly wrapped in her underwear. And this thought rekindled the sexual desire that Sun Xinjie had just aroused within him.

Qian Feilan had no idea that the promising young man before her was fantasizing about his meat buns. She was even more oblivious to the fact that in that short time, Zhou Menglong had almost conquered another beautiful flight attendant. Instead, she continued, "Menglong, I know what you're thinking, but I still have to tell you that I've already made my decision. However, we'll make a change. We'll issue your appointment, and you'll stay in the city. After three to five months, you can reissue your appointment. That way, you..." "You've become a deputy section chief."

Qian Feilan made it so clear, how could Zhou Menglong disagree? Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong nodded. Seeing that Zhou Menglong had agreed, Qian Feilan seemed very excited. She stretched comfortably, her big, watery eyes looking at Zhou Menglong: "Menglong, the main reason I did this is for Nan'er. Don't let Nan'er down, otherwise, Auntie will be the first to punish you."

Zhou Menglong saw this as Qian Feilan stretched... The triangular gap between her shirts widened, and this time, Zhou Menglong could not only see the shape of Qian Feilan's snow-white breasts, a captivating and deep cleavage, but also clearly see the shape of the undergarments tightly wrapped around them. Seeing this, Zhou Menglong's mouth watered: "Damn it, I'll be good to Nan'er. But you don't know, not only is Nan'er my woman, but now, Nan'er and I are plotting how to make you my woman too, mother-in-law." "Cooperate with me a little, I'm really starting to feel the aroma of your meat buns."

Thinking this, Zhou Menglong felt a certain part of his body harden. This startled him, but luckily he was sitting and his reaction wasn't too strong, so he didn't embarrass himself in front of Qian Feilan. However, Zhou Menglong quickly suppressed his wild thoughts, lest he lose control and Qian Feilan notice something, which would be quite embarrassing.

Soon after, the plane landed smoothly. After collecting their belongings, Zhou Menglong followed Qian Feilan and Qian Nan off the plane. Sun Xinjie was standing there seeing off guests. Upon seeing Zhou Menglong, Sun Xinjie winked playfully and made a phone call gesture. Zhou Menglong nodded knowingly.

The Shanghai Discipline Inspection Commission had a car waiting for Qian Feilan at the airport. After the group got in the car, they checked into the Grand Shanghai Hotel. However, for some reason, the organizers only arranged two rooms for Qian Feilan's group of three. Zhou Menglong was naturally delighted, as having Qian Nan with Qian Feilan would allow him to better monitor her movements, facilitating his womanizing adventures. He remained noncommittal.

However, Qian Nan, thinking about how she had finally gotten together with Zhou Menglong, was being arranged to sleep with her mother, which meant her plans for a nightly rendezvous with Zhou Menglong were ruined. Under these circumstances, the impetuous young Qian Nan wanted to confront the organizers, but Qian Feilan stopped her. Thus, Zhou Menglong had a room by himself, while Qian Nan shared a room with Qian Feilan.

Because the two rooms were next to each other, after Zhou Menglong and Qian Feilan finished eating, Zhou Menglong followed Qian Feilan and Qian Nan to their room. They chatted casually until after ten o'clock before Zhou Menglong returned to his room. Seeing Qian Feilan leave, Qian Nan plopped down next to her, saying, "Mom, take a shower and go to bed early."

Qian Feilan rolled her eyes at her daughter, "Nan'er, what's wrong? Why are you trying to get me to bed so early? Are you thinking that once I'm asleep, you can go on a secret rendezvous with your sweetheart?"

Qian Nan's face paled, and her heart skipped a beat. Looking at Qian Feilan, she cautiously asked, "Mom, you...you know about us? How did you find out?"

Qian Feilan actually had no idea what was going on between Zhou Menglong and Qian Nan. However, being an experienced woman who had also had a passionate love affair, she could understand the psychology of a girl in love. What Qian Nan said was just wishful thinking. But now... Seeing Qian Nan's expression, Qian Feilan's heart skipped a beat: "Nan'er, not only do I know you want to date Menglong, but I also know you've already given yourself to him, haven't you?"

If Qian Nan had any experience, she should have realized from Qian Feilan's words that she was just testing her. But unfortunately, Qian Nan was used to being straightforward and unconventional, and how could she compare to Qian Feilan, who had been navigating the officialdom for years? Upon hearing Qian Feilan's words, Qian Nan suddenly buried her head in Qian Feilan's... Nestled in Fei Lan's arms, she said sweetly, "Mom, so you knew all along. I thought you didn't."

Confirmed by Qian Nan's words, Qian Fei felt a pang of loss. She knew that Qian Fei and Qian Nan had relied on each other for survival, and now that Qian Nan had found someone she loved, it meant that Qian Nan might leave her soon, leaving her to spend her life alone. Although she was successful in her official career, who could understand the bitterness in her heart?

Suppressing her inner bitterness, Qian Feilan gently stroked Qian Nan's cloud-like hair. After a soft sigh, she said, "Nan'er, it's true what they say, daughters grow up and leave home. Do you know how tormented I felt when I heard you say that? But, Nan'er, as long as you're happy, I'll be content, really."

No one knows a mother better than her daughter. From Qian Feilan's words, Nan'er sensed a hint of sadness. Under these circumstances, Nan'er looked up at Qian Feilan and said, "Mom, don't worry, your daughter will always stay by your side. I promise I will, because I don't want to see my dear mother suffering alone. Mom, I will make you happy." "You have to believe me."

Seventy-one, Sister Qian Feilan, Part Two.

"Nan'er, don't be like this. You're growing up, and one day you'll leave your mother. That's a certainty. As long as you have this heart for your mother, that's enough for me. What daughter can stay by her mother's side forever? Nan'er, be good. If you want to go to Menglong's, then go. I won't blame you, as long as you believe your choice is right. Nan'er, I'm really tired and want to sleep. Oh, and Nan'er, there's something else I have to tell you. You have to be careful when you're with her. You know, I don't want a daughter who's pregnant before marriage." Qian Feilan looked at her daughter, who was snuggling in her arms, with a complicated expression, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Mom, what do you mean by 'be careful'?" Qian Nan's pretty face flushed slightly, but she bravely raised her head and looked at Qian Feilan knowingly. Qian Feilan looked at Qian Nan and said with a wry smile, "Nan'er, what else is there? I'm saying that when you and Zhou Menglong are doing 'that,' you have to be careful. You can't let him ejaculate inside you, otherwise, if you accidentally get pregnant, that would be quite embarrassing."

At this point, Qian Feilan's heart pounded. Normally, she would never have said such a thing, but now, facing her daughter, she couldn't help but blurt it out. A mischievous smile appeared at the corner of Qian Nan's eyes, but unfortunately, Qian Feilan was lost in thought and didn't notice. Qian Nan paused, then continued, "Mom, Menglong's thing is so big! Every time he does it, it makes me feel so uncomfortable, but it's also incredibly stimulating and pleasurable. I can't help but want to do it with him. Mom, tell me, what should I do to deal with Menglong's thick thing?" "

Qian Nan seized the opportunity, asking Qian Feilan the embarrassing question. Her large, watery eyes looked earnestly at Qian Feilan, revealing a hint of innocent naivety.

Qian Feilan's heart skipped a beat. Of course, Qian Feilan knew what Qian Nan was referring to—Zhou Menglong's large penis. Hearing her daughter say this, Qian Feilan seemed to see Qian Nan and Zhou Menglong together, Zhou Menglong's large penis going in and out of her daughter's plump flesh, each thrust bringing out a gush of lustful fluid, while Qian Nan was pinned down by Zhou Menglong, twisting her body and emitting alluring moans, responding to Zhou Menglong's vigorous thrusts. Thinking of this, Qian Feilan's heart pounded.

A strange feeling welled up inside her, making Qian Feilan feel..." Her own flesh, tightly wrapped in her underwear, became moist from hearing Qian Nan's words. A tingling, bone-deep sensation made Qian Feilan involuntarily squeeze her legs together. At the same time, she felt Zhou Menglong's handsome face and innocent smile inexplicably appear in her mind.

Qian Nan, seemingly oblivious to the flush on Qian Feilan's delicate face, deliberately shifted her body in Qian Feilan's arms, her breasts rubbing against her mother's flat yet firm abdomen. She said coquettishly, "Mom, you've been through this, you've naturally experienced the pleasure of doing 'that' with a man. Tell me, Menglong is so strong, so long-lasting, how can I handle him?" Qian

Feilan's heart groaned silently, and her large, watery eyes welled up with tears. Faced with Qian Nan's words, Qian Feilan felt speechless. Adding to the discomfort, she felt her daughter's breasts rubbing against her lower abdomen, a strange stimulation that caused her hands to unconsciously move to Qian Nan's back, caressing it.

"Mom, you know, Menglong's penis is so big. Every time, it fills my pussy completely, and while I feel that fullness, I also feel a deep, tingling itch. At that moment, I can't help but want to move, to use my pussy to stroke his big penis. I love seeing Menglong's excited expression as my pussy strokes him. And every time I see Zhou Menglong like that, I get even more excited, and my pussy gets wetter and wet, sometimes even soaking Menglong's penis and pubic hair. Mom, am I very lewd?" Qian Nan had been secretly observing Qian Feilan's reaction .

Seeing a misty look in Qian Feilan's large, watery eyes, Qian Nan knew that her mother was becoming aroused under her stimulation, and her words were becoming increasingly explicit. Her manhood had transformed into a large penis, and her lower body into a small vagina. Qian Nan wanted to use this method to arouse Qian Feilan's long-suppressed desires, thus achieving her goal.

"Nan'er, this...this question...Mom...Mom doesn't...I'm not very clear, not very clear. You...you yourself...you slowly experience it, experience it yourself." Qian

Nan saw that as Qian Feilan spoke, she not only turned her head away, but her voice also trembled slightly. Clearly, Qian Feilan had fallen into Qian Nan's carefully laid trap step by step.

"Mom, what's wrong with you? Why is your body trembling? Are you feeling unwell?" "

Qian Nan deliberately exclaimed exaggeratedly, lifting her body and reaching her hands towards Qian Feilan's chest, touching her breasts. She said, "Mom, your body is so hot, and your heart is beating so fast. Mom, are you alright?"

As she spoke, Qian Nan slowly moved her hands, caressing Qian Feilan's breasts.

Her breasts, which hadn't been touched by anyone in nearly twenty years, were now under her daughter's hands. Although they were both women, the tingling sensation made Qian Feilan tense up. A large amount of vaginal fluid flowed from the plump cleft tightly wrapped in her panties, even wetting her panties and soaking through her flesh-colored stockings. An ambiguous emotion gathered in Qian Feilan's heart, making her heart pound.

"Mom's fine, Mom's fine, I'll be alright after a rest, I'll be alright after a rest." At this

moment, Qian Feilan felt flustered. She naturally felt the changes in her body, and it was precisely because of these changes that she felt unable to face her daughter. Yes, listening to her daughter talk about her experiences having sex with her boyfriend while she herself was wet—how could that be appropriate?

Qian Nan nodded and remained silent, her slender hands continuing to caress her mother's breasts through her shirt. Qian Feilan vaguely sensed something was amiss, but her body, which had been defiled for twenty years, was stimulated in this way like oil suddenly ignited. The flames ignited instantly, and Qian Feilan simply sat there quietly, letting her daughter's small hands caress her full and firm breasts, slowly stimulating her desire.

"Mom, I really didn't expect your breasts to be so firm, so elastic, and so big. I absolutely love your breasts. Menglong always complains that my breasts are too small. If he could touch your breasts, he would be so excited." Zhou

Menglong had never said anything about Qian Nan's breasts being too small; those were all fabrications by Qian Nan herself. Clearly, seeing Qian Feilan's expression, Qian Nan knew the time was ripe and her seduction could escalate, so she began to openly tease Qian Feilan, wanting to ignite her desire.

Qian Nan's words caused Qian Feilan to moan inwardly again, her legs clamping even tighter: "Heavens, what is Nan'er saying? Menglong is her husband! She actually thought of letting Menglong touch my breasts! Isn't this going too far?" Thinking this

to herself, a more stimulating feeling surged up, causing Qian Feilan's vulva to contract violently, and a large gush of vaginal fluid spurted out. Qian Feilan could clearly feel that her panties and stockings were soaked with the fluid, and now they felt cool and uncomfortable.

"Nan'er, you're going too far. Do you know that Menglong is your boyfriend? How could you think of letting her touch my breasts? That would be so embarrassing! Nan'er, you can't joke like that." "

Qian Feilan thought her words were very proper, but the unintentional mention of the word 'breasts' fully exposed her true feelings. Yes, the usually aloof and haughty Qian Feilan, if she weren't already aroused, how could she utter those two blush-inducing words about breasts?

'Mom, what are you afraid of? It's just the two of us now, there's no one else. Mom, after all these years, haven't you ever thought about letting a man caress you? Mom, to be honest, every time I see you lying in bed, twisting your body, rubbing your little pussy against the pillow, wanting to release but unable to, it really breaks my heart.'

Qian Nan said, becoming somewhat excited, and the hand that was caressing Qian Feilan's full and elastic breasts, which were tightly wrapped in her shirt, gradually increased its pressure."

Qian Nan's words made Qian Feilan's body stiffen slightly. She turned her head, and a look of fear appeared on her delicate face as she looked at Qian Nan: "Nan'er, you, you saw it all. You saw me, how I pressed my little pussy against the pillow trying to get pleasure."

Qian Nan had revealed her most private matter, and Qian Feilan suddenly felt like she had nowhere to hide, and her body trembled once again.

At this moment, a blush crept onto Qian Nan's delicate face. One of her thighs, seemingly unintentionally, slipped between Qian Feilan's legs, pressing against the softest, most mysterious part of Qian Feilan's body, gently rubbing against it. At the same time, Qian Nan murmured, "Mom, I saw it all. Before, I didn't know why you did that, but since being with Menglong, I understand. You rubbed your little pussy like that because you couldn't take it anymore, so you wanted to get that kind of pleasure, to release your suppressed desires."

Qian Nan's words were so explicit that Qian Feilan couldn't help but moan, "Nan'er, Mom, Mom."

Clearly, Qian Feilan wanted to explain, but although she was the high-ranking secretary of the Discipline Inspection Commission, she couldn't find a decent excuse to explain herself to her daughter's direct questioning. In this situation, Qian Feilan lowered her head, like a child who had done something wrong.

"Mom, you don't need to do this. I didn't blame you at all when I saw it. I just really wanted to find you a man so that he could use his big cock to serve you and stop you from being stimulated by lust. Mom, you're a woman, a woman with strong physiological needs. I'm a woman too, so I understand what you're doing. Mom, you know that?"

As Qian Nan spoke, she slowly slipped her hand inside Qian Feilan's clothes, inside the bra that tightly covered Qian Feilan's breasts, and grasped Qian Feilan's breasts, gently kneading them: "Mom, I really can't tell, you..." "You've maintained yourself so well after giving birth to me. The skin on your breasts is so smooth, I can't help but want to bite it. If Menglong saw this, he could play with them for three days and three nights without getting tired."

Hearing Qian Nan mention Zhou Menglong playing with her breasts again, Qian Feilan's heart skipped a beat. But this time, unexpectedly, Qian Feilan didn't interrupt Qian Nan. Instead, she sat there quietly, her face flushed, looking at Qian Nan. The tingling sensation on her breasts made Qian Feilan finally collapse softly onto the sofa, and Qian Nan's hands became even more excessive.

"Mom, what's wrong? Why are your nipples like that? I heard Menglong say that if a woman's nipples are hard, it's a sign that she's in heat. Mom, do you get excited when I talk about Menglong? Mom, to be honest, I feel that way too. Mom, you know, Menglong's penis is so big, hard, and thick! Look, it's this big!"

As she spoke, Qian Nan gestured with her hand. Qian Feilan, initially feeling shy as her daughter played with her breasts, closed her eyes slightly. But hearing Qian Nan's words, her curiosity piqued, she opened her large, watery eyes. Seeing Qian Nan's gesture, and after seeing it clearly, Qian Feilan blurted out, "How is that possible? If Menglong's penis is that big, wouldn't it feel amazing to have it inside?"

As soon as she said this, Qian Feilan realized that Qian Nan was staring at her with wide, watery eyes and a strange expression. Instantly, Qian Feilan blushed deeply and playfully punched Qian Nan, saying, "You silly girl, you were just teasing me! I hate you!"

Seeing Qian Feilan's reaction, Qian Nan giggled seductively, wrapping her arms around her mother's neck and whispering in her ear, "Mom, I wasn't teasing you, Menglong's penis really is that big."

"Mom, you know, every time Menglong inserts his big cock into my pussy, I feel like my whole body is about to fly away. That guy's big cock, every time, it goes right to the very core of my being. That wonderful feeling, I can never get enough of it. Mom, you've never experienced that feeling, even if I told you, you wouldn't understand. Mom, Zhou Menglong not only has a big cock that brings me ecstasy, but he's also so gentle and considerate. Really, every time he makes me feel like my whole body is falling apart, he gently kisses away the juices flowing from my pussy. That feeling, really..." "It could make me fly to the sky."

Seventy-two Qian Feilan,

ever since she saw Zhou Menglong, had fallen for this handsome and talented young man. At that time, Qian Feilan thought she was finding a son-in-law for Qian Nan. But today, after hearing Zhou Menglong's name, Qian Feilan realized she had such a strong reaction. She then understood that saying she was finding a son-in-law for her daughter was just an excuse; deep down, she still liked this young man. Upon discovering this secret, Qian Feilan froze, and Zhou Menglong's handsome face with its lazy smile reappeared in her mind.

Thinking of Zhou Menglong's gentle smile and words as he draped a blanket over her on the plane, Qian Feilan's heart suddenly warmed. But immediately, she remembered that Zhou Menglong was her future son-in-law, and such thoughts were immoral. With that thought, she shook her head, trying to shake off Zhou Menglong's image, but the more she tried, the clearer his image became in her mind.

Then, she heard Qian Nan say something, and a strange feeling welled up inside her. Qian Nan's breath was sweet and fragrant, making her feel a tingling sensation all over. Under these circumstances, Qian Feilan subconsciously shook her head, trying to get rid of this annoying stimulation. However, she didn't realize that Qian Nan was right next to her ear; her movement was tantamount to bringing her lips to his.

Qian Nan had teased Qian Feilan until she was somewhat confused and infatuated, but his own heart was far from at ease. He had, after all, fought with Zhou Menglong, and everything Qian Nan said was based on his own experience. That strange stimulation was gradually making Qian Nan lose control; his whole body was burning with desire, and the spark of emotion within him was beginning to ignite.

Now, seeing his mother's cherry lips right in front of him, Qian Nan could no longer restrain himself. He lowered his head and kissed his mother. Qian Feilan let out a soft moan, her body stiffening in Qian Nan's arms. Qian Nan's actions clearly left Qian Feilan bewildered, but fortunately, Qian Nan, having been trained by Zhou Menglong, was quite adept at handling such situations.

Qian Nan gently kissed and licked Qian Feilan's lips with his nimble tongue, while one hand wrapped around Qian Feilan's neck and the other hand grasped Qian Feilan's already engorged and swollen nipples, gently pinching them once, twice, three times. After dozens of kneadings, Qian Feilan felt the stimulation getting stronger and stronger, and she couldn't help but open her small mouth, about to let out a moan.

Qian Nan had been waiting there. Seeing Qian Feilan open her mouth, he nimbly extended his tongue and easily entered her mouth. Before Qian Feilan could react, he began to stir inside her, teasing her tongue with his own. Qian Feilan's stiff body didn't remain still for long. Under Qian Nan's onslaught, she softened and collapsed softly into his arms. At this moment, Qian Feilan's starry eyes were half-closed, and her face was flushed. Clearly, even if Qian Nan wanted to do anything to her now, Qian Feilan wouldn't refuse.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Qian Nan felt a surge of joy. He thought of his usually strict mother, now lying in his arms like cotton, completely at his mercy. Excitement welled up within him, and his movements became increasingly vigorous. Qian Feilan, dazed and confused, shared a passionate kiss with Qian Nan. She didn't know how long it lasted before she felt her lips part. Relieved, she breathed a sigh of relief, but upon seeing her own body, her face flushed crimson: "Nan'er, what are you doing?" "What are you doing?" It turned out that, at some point, Qian Nan had taken off Qian Feilan's outer garment, leaving her only wearing a bra. Her pair of trembling breasts stood proudly erect beneath the bra, their firmness making Qian Feilan look exceptionally lewd. A faint scent of milk wafted from her deep cleavage. Qian Feilan could even see that her swollen and congested nipples had stretched the bra open, revealing the full, snow-white, and elastic shape of her breasts through the gap.

The short skirt that was originally knee-length had somehow been pulled down to the top of Qian Nan's thighs, revealing her beautiful mons pubis beneath the tight stockings. Now, with her legs spread wide, her breasts were even more prominent, making her look incredibly lewd. A wet patch was slowly expanding at the bottom center of her stockings, clearly indicating that Qian Feilan's arousal had become uncontrollable under Qian Nan's teasing. How could Qian Feilan not blush when she saw herself in this lewd posture?

Qian Nan chuckled, "Mom, don't be like this, okay? I'm your daughter. What's there to be afraid of when we're like this together? But Mom, to be honest, your figure is just as good as mine. If Menglong saw you looking so lewd right now, his big cock would definitely be as hard as iron. Sigh, to be honest, I really wish Zhou Menglong were here right now, so I could really taste his big cock." As she spoke, Qian Nan squatted between her mother's legs like Yi Youmojin, pressing her face against Qian Feilan's soft mons pubis, feeling the fiery desire there, and murmured, "Mom, your little pussy is so beautiful." "So fat! I really want to lick what it feels like to be born from here. Menglong, can you see? I'm right here in Mommy's pussy. Are you excited yet?"

Qian Nan kept mentioning Zhou Menglong, making Qian Feilan feel so ashamed. But it was precisely this stimulation that caused Qian Feilan's vaginal fluid to gush out like a fountain, wetting not only her panties but also her daughter's face. Qian Nan smelled the fishy, pungent scent emanating from between his mother's legs, a scent that could stimulate lust, and he became even more excited. Under these circumstances, Qian Nan suddenly reached out his hands to take off Qian Feilan's flesh-colored stockings and panties.

Qian Feilan was startled and quickly covered her flesh-colored stockings: "Nan'er, no, don't do this! We're mother and daughter, you can't do this!"

Qian Nan never really wanted to take off Qian Feilan's underwear; she was just using it as an excuse. Hearing Qian Feilan's words, Qian Nan smiled slightly, didn't reply, and walked towards the door. Qian Feilan didn't really want to resist Qian Nan; if Qian Nan had persisted a little longer, Qian Feilan might have given in. But seeing Qian Nan walking away, Qian Feilan couldn't help but feel disappointed: "Nan'er, where are you going?"

Qian Nan turned around: "Mom, I know..." "This isn't good for either of us, but I can't hold back anymore, so I have to go find Menglong."

Qian Feilan saw Qian Nan licking the semen that had seeped between her legs while saying this, her body went limp, and she couldn't say anything more. She just watched Qian Nan walk out the door. With a soft click on the door, there was a knock on the other door. The door opened, and Qian Nan giggled. After the door closed again, Qian Feilan's nerves suddenly became sensitive. Although she was still sitting on the sofa, Qian Feilan listened intently to the voices of Zhou Menglong and Qian Nan next door.

"Nan'er, why are you so late? I was so worried! Look, my big cock is already rock hard. Come and touch it."

It was Zhou Menglong's voice. Hearing this, Qian Feilan's heart skipped a beat: "What's wrong with Menglong? Nan'er just got to his room, and he's already in such a hurry, his cock is already hard! Really!"

Thinking this, Qian Feilan began to fantasize about what Zhou Menglong's big cock looked like, and she was also eager to know how Qian Nan would react after hearing Zhou Menglong's words.

"Menglong, look how impatient you are! Wow, it's really big! Look, the head is all red! It's so cute! Menglong, how come this big cock is so much bigger than before? If it goes into my cunt, how can I bear it? Come on, Menglong, let's save time, let me touch it first."

Qian Nan's voice was soft and sweet, as if he was deliberately saying it to Qian Feilan.

Hearing their conversation, Qian Feilan seemed to see Qian Nan squatting between Zhou Menglong's legs, her slender hand caressing his large penis. Seeing this vivid and erotic scene, Qian Feilan couldn't help but moan softly. Her hand trembled as she reached between her legs to the slightly bulging mound of flesh tightly encased in flesh-colored stockings. She suddenly felt an uncontrollable tingling sensation deep within her vulva, an urgent need for her fingers to soothe it.

"Ah, Nan'er, your technique has improved even more, really good, so comfortable. Come on, Nan'er, quickly suck my big penis, it's been waiting too long, it can't hold back anymore,"

Zhou Menglong's voice rang out again, sounding so impatient. Along with Zhou Menglong's voice, a wet, slurping sound arose. Clearly, Qian Nan was complying with Zhou Menglong's request, taking his large penis into her mouth and moving it around.

"Ah."

Qian Feilan finally couldn't help but moan softly, pressing one finger against her vulva. After a while, feeling unsatisfied, she took off her stockings and panties, propped her legs up on the coffee table, making her vulva even more prominent. Then, gritting her teeth, she gently inserted her finger into her wet vulva.

"Ah."

A wave of fullness rose from between her legs, making Qian Feilan moan again. Although it was her first time inserting her finger into her vulva, she seemed to have a natural talent, quickly thrusting her finger in and out of her vulva, making a wet, squelching sound. Qian Feilan collapsed softly onto the sofa, breathing heavily.

"Nan'er, come here, let me kiss you."

Zhou Menglong's voice rang out again. Qian Feilan heard Qian Nan seem to let out a soft moan, and then there was silence. Qian Feilan knew that Zhou Menglong and Qian Nan were kissing right now, and her whole body became even more aroused. After a while, Zhou Menglong's voice rang out again: "Nan'er, what's going on? Didn't I wash my face? Why is my face all wet and sticky, and has a fishy smell? What is this? But it tastes pretty good."

Only then did Feilan realize that Qian Nan's face was covered with her own vaginal fluid, and Zhou Menglong's kiss with Qian Nan was equivalent to swallowing her vaginal fluid. How could Qian Feilan bear such stimulation? After letting out a loud moan, Qian Feilan quickly thrust into her own flesh, and the vaginal fluid flowing from her flesh had already flowed down her thighs, wetting a patch of the sofa.

"Oh my god, Menglong, Menglong actually swallowed my juices! Am I...am I too lewd? I don't feel ashamed at all, I'm even more excited, I'm getting excited! Ah, ah."

As the fingers inserted faster and faster, Qian Feilan finally couldn't help but groan loudly. Her lower abdomen contracted, and a large gush of vaginal fluid spurted out. Qian Feilan had reached her first orgasm.

After the orgasm, Qian Feilan breathed slightly. Suddenly, she felt that there was no sound from next door. She was puzzled. Just as she listened carefully, a sound of pain mixed with pleasure rang out. Then, Qian Nan's groans gradually grew louder. The slapping sounds of their bodies colliding and the creaking of the bed clearly reached Qian Feilan's ears.

"Ah, Menglong has already inserted his big cock into Nan'er's little pussy! Ah, ah, it feels so good, so good! I can tell. If it were me, I would definitely moan like Nan'er."

Suddenly, Qian Feilan felt an urge to take Qian Nan's place. Realizing this urge, Qian Feilan was not ashamed at all; instead, she became even more excited and began to thrust her fingers in and out of her vagina.

The squelching sound, combined with the sounds of Zhou Menglong and Qian Nan's bodies colliding in the next room, made Qian Feilan unable to hold back her loud moans any longer. Her legs clamped tightly together, and to make it easier for her fingers to thrust in and out of her vagina more intensely, Qian Feilan deliberately twisted her body, making the friction between her fingers and the tender flesh inside her vagina even more intense, bringing her wave after wave of pleasure.

While enjoying the sensation of fingers penetrating her own flesh, Qian Feilan fantasized in her mind about the wonderful feeling of Zhou Menglong's large penis penetrating her: "Menglong, come on, come on, do Auntie, Auntie can't take it anymore, Auntie needs, needs your big penis, needs your big penis, come on, use your big penis to relieve the itch in Auntie's little cunt, ah, Auntie can't take it anymore." The

beautiful mature woman, who had been celibate for nearly twenty years, gradually awakened her desires under the provocation of her daughter. Qian Feilan never expected that the first object of her masturbation fantasy would be her future son-in-law. And it was because of this that this beautiful mature woman fell into the abyss of lust from which she could not extricate herself.

Seventy-three.

Qian Nan and Zhou Menglong, lying on the bed, were breathing heavily as they listened to the increasingly loud screams coming from the next room. Playful smiles appeared on their faces. Qian Nan's face showed more of a triumphant satisfaction at having succeeded in her scheme, while Zhou Menglong's face showed more of an excitement and anticipation at the prospect of tasting the beautiful woman. Qian Nan looked at Zhou Menglong and gently stroked his broad chest: "Menglong, your wish is about to be fulfilled. Alas, I don't know if what I did was right or wrong."

As she said this, a faint hint of disappointment appeared in Qian Nan's large, watery eyes.

Zhou Menglong was slightly taken aback. He put his arm around Qian Nan and gently kissed her delicate face. "Nan'er, why do you say that?"

Qian Nan suddenly hugged Zhou Menglong tightly. "Menglong, I don't know either. After I saw Mom's body just now, I felt that Mom's body was much more beautiful and alluring than mine. I'm afraid that after you sleep with Mom, you'll become obsessed with her body, and then you won't care about me anymore. Really, Menglong, I'm so worried."

As Qian Nan spoke, she hugged Zhou Menglong even tighter, as if she was afraid that Zhou Menglong would suddenly leave her and never come back.

Seeing Qian Nan's expression, Zhou Menglong felt a surge of tenderness. "Nan'er," he said, "I will remember your kindness to me for the rest of my life. You not only let Luo Li be with me, but now you've brought your mother to me too. I will never forget your affection. I swear, I will be good to you for the rest of my life. Although I can't guarantee I'll have another woman in the future, my feelings for my Nan'er are absolutely genuine. I'm willing to do anything for my Nan'er, no matter what happens, I will never leave my dear Nan'er."

Looking at Zhou Menglong's earnest expression... Seeing that it was true, Qian Nan's heart calmed down slightly, and the feeling of loss she had just felt vanished instantly. In this state, Qian Nan couldn't help but hug Zhou Menglong tightly: "Menglong, I believe you, I really believe you. It's all my fault for making you swear. Menglong, I'm sorry. I will never have such thoughts again."

Zhou Menglong smiled slightly and was about to say something when he heard Qian Nan already snoring softly. It turned out that the battle just now had left Qian Nan almost exhausted, and after letting go of her worries, she immediately fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, Qian Feilan went to a meeting, while Qian Nan and Zhou Menglong, having nothing to do, went shopping together at Qian Nan's suggestion. When they returned to the hotel that evening, Qian Feilan was already back. The three of them ordered some food and ate in Qian Feilan's room. However, while eating, Qian Feilan's large, watery eyes would always intentionally or unintentionally sweep over Zhou Menglong's handsome face, broad chest, and crotch. The way she looked at Zhou Menglong was also different from how she looked at him before.

Qian Feilan thought she had done a good job of being discreet, but she didn't expect that her every move had been observed by Qian Nan and Zhou Menglong. After seeing Qian Feilan's appearance, Qian Nan and Zhou Menglong exchanged a knowing smile. After dinner, the three of them sat on the sofa and watched TV. Qian Feilan was clearly preoccupied with her own interests, constantly changing TV channels. After sitting for a while, Qian Nan left the room under the pretext of going out to buy something. What surprised Zhou Menglong even more was that, instead of pretending to stop Qian Nan from leaving, Qian Feilan simply nodded and said nothing, letting Qian Nan go.

After Qian Nan left, only Qian Feilan and Zhou Menglong remained in the room, and the atmosphere became somewhat ambiguous. Zhou Menglong pretended to stand up to pour a glass of water, then plopped down next to Qian Feilan. Qian Feilan stiffened slightly upon seeing him, but then, as if remembering something, sat up straight and started watching TV. Zhou Menglong

noticed that although Qian Feilan was watching the TV, her large, watery eyes were shimmering with a subtle light; clearly, her mind wasn't entirely focused on the television. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong felt a little parched. After sitting for a while, seeing that Zhou Menglong was still sitting there motionless, a hint of resentment appeared in Qian Feilan's large, watery eyes.

So, Qian Feilan stood up, deliberately stretched, and murmured, "Menglong, it's getting late, Nan'er will be back soon. Go back to sleep. I'm tired too, I've been in meetings all day, my whole body aches. I have another meeting tomorrow."

Zhou Menglong saw that after stretching, Qian Feilan's two high, firm breasts became even more erect. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong could no longer resist. He suddenly stood up and hugged Qian Feilan tightly, murmuring, "Auntie, Menglong wants you."

Qian Feilan let out a soft moan, suddenly turning her body around and tightly hugging Zhou Menglong, murmuring, "You little rascal, I've been waiting for you to do this for so long. I thought you had the desire but not the courage. You finally dared to make a move, come and kiss me."

As she spoke, Qian Feilan pouted her sexy lips, gesturing for Zhou Menglong to kiss her.

Zhou Menglong hadn't expected Qian Feilan to be so passionate. He couldn't resist any longer and lowered his head to kiss her passionately. As soon as Zhou Menglong's lips touched Qian Feilan's, her tongue darted out and deftly slipped into his mouth. Zhou Menglong became excited and also stuck out his tongue. Their tongues intertwined, and instantly, the room was filled with the warmth of spring.

Qian Feilan's initiative stemmed from several reasons. First, her conversation with Qian Nan yesterday had unlocked her already lonely heart, unleashing desires suppressed for nearly twenty years. Furthermore, her daughter's hints had completely dispelled any remaining shyness she might have felt. Second

, the staged physical encounter between Zhou Menglong and Qian Nan yesterday had also aroused her physical urges. She began to crave Zhou Menglong's strength to stimulate her and soothe her empty soul. At thirty, she was like a wolf; at forty, like a tiger. Once she opened her heart, Qian Feilan, once she had overcome her inner turmoil, was undoubtedly far more unrestrained than a young girl.

The reason Qian Feilan was so enthusiastic only after Zhou Menglong took the initiative was because, although she longed for something to happen between them, Zhou Menglong was, after all, her son-in-law. As a well-educated and mature woman, she couldn't bring herself to seduce her son-in-law. So, even though she knew Qian Nan's departure was to create an opportunity for her and Zhou Menglong, she still didn't want to take the initiative. However, Qian Feilan's feigned intention to go to sleep was precisely because she had sensed that her desire was growing stronger. If Zhou Menglong didn't take the initiative soon, she might really lose control and throw herself into his arms.

So, Qian Feilan's words served two purposes: first, to give Zhou Menglong a final deadline, and second, to remind herself to maintain her bottom line. After Zhou Menglong embraced Qian Feilan, she initially tried to struggle out of feminine shyness, but the fiery aura emanating from him and his strong arms quickly overwhelmed her, and she couldn't help but passionately kiss him.

Zhou Menglong sensed Qian Feilan's initiative and was overjoyed. The thought of this mature and beautiful woman becoming his plaything tonight filled him with irresistible urges. He reached out and grasped Qian Feilan's full, elastic breasts, tightly encased in her blouse, kneading them. Qian Feilan, in turn, eagerly reached for Zhou Menglong's large penis.

Zhou Menglong's large penis had long since become hard and hot. After Qian Feilan grasped it, she couldn't help but moan inwardly, "Oh my god, Nan'er really didn't lie to me, his penis really is that big! I wonder what kind of sensation it will bring when his big penis is inserted into my little cunt later."

Thinking of this, a little bit of lustful fluid involuntarily flowed from Qian Feilan's vulva.

Thinking of his boss, his girlfriend's mother, the usually aloof and haughty Qian Feilan, whom he could finally play with to his heart's content, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but roughly grab Qian Feilan's breasts. Qian Feilan groaned, her hand reaching up to slap Zhou Menglong's impatient hand, and said coquettishly, "Menglong, why are you in such a hurry? You're hurting me."

Looking at Qian Feilan's seemingly reproachful yet reproachful eyes, Zhou Menglong realized that his actions had been... It had grown quite large. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but smile sheepishly, his movements becoming gentler. He began to lightly caress Qian Feilan's breasts. A tingling sensation spread through her, causing Qian Feilan to moan comfortably, "Ah, Menglong, that's better."

As she spoke, Qian Feilan lowered her hand and grabbed Zhou Menglong's swollen penis. She gripped it forcefully, her grip surprisingly strong. Despite her seemingly delicate appearance, this conscious grip on that crucial area was truly unbearable for Zhou Menglong! He could clearly feel pleasure mixed with pain, like an electric current coursing through his body; pain and pleasure coexisted.

Zhou Menglong began to breathe excitedly. His penis, under Qian Feilan's incredibly strong grip, rapidly swelled, quickly becoming a veritable iron rod. The narrow space inside his pants became its greatest constraint, and it began to writhe restlessly. Although Qian Feilan hadn't been caressed by a man for nearly twenty years, her techniques for teasing men were far from rusty; on the contrary, they seemed even more skillful. Her nimble little hands expertly rubbed Zhou Menglong's large penis, making Zhou Menglong feel incredibly pleasurable!

Zhou Menglong deftly unbuttoned Qian Feilan's blouse, his right hand slipping inside, probing her left bra from below. The flesh was smooth and pink, with a slight warmth. Zhou Menglong gently pressed her breast, and it immediately bounced up, incredibly elastic. Then, Zhou Menglong extended his middle and index fingers, pinching the nipple at the peak—small yet firm—and began to knead it.

Qian Feilan's hands weren't content with merely scratching the surface. Her nimble little hands had somehow already unzipped Zhou Menglong's pants and pulled down his underwear. Her delicate, pink hand slipped inside. Her hand was so cool; her fingers suddenly touched the dragon's head, body, and testicles, bringing a wave of pleasurable sensation. Then, she smoothly grasped Zhou Menglong's large penis in her slender hand, giving it a squeeze. This time, there was no pain, only an indescribable pleasure.

Zhou Menglong's left hand had unconsciously pulled down the zipper at the back of Qian Feilan's skirt a little and slipped inside, grasping her round, pert buttocks. Her skin was so smooth and delicate; the passage of time hadn't diminished its elasticity; it remained incredibly supple. Zhou Menglong's hand slid over her buttocks, like gliding over silk, the warm sensation incredibly comfortable.

Under Zhou Menglong's caresses, Qian Feilan began to breathe heavily and moan softly. The pressure of her grip on his large penis slowed to a comfortable level, and the two began to adapt and coordinate. Her small hands moved slowly, giving Zhou Menglong a wonderful feeling. Her body twisted and turned, and her active cooperation made Zhou Menglong's caresses even more pleasurable. He had never looked at Qian Feilan so closely before. Qian Feilan was about forty-one or forty-two years old. Because of her good maintenance, time had not left any marks on her face. Instead, she had matured completely, exuding the charming allure of a mature woman. So tempting!

At this moment, Qian Feilan's eyes shone with a wanton light. Her small face was so red, so very red. Her pink and plump lips were dry and slightly parted due to the torment of desire, revealing her snow-white and even teeth. Zhou Menglong lowered his head and kissed her deeply, his tongue freely plunging into her mouth, swirling and entwining around her... His right hand continued to caress her smooth, firm breasts inside her bra, while his left hand slowly pulled down the zipper of her skirt, then pulled it down.

Zhou Menglong glanced at her, thinking to himself, "

Wow! It's a light green thong, with only a light green strap holding her buttocks together, so sexy, so alluring!"

Zhou Menglong's left hand gently slid across Qian Feilan's buttocks, moving to her front, then pressing against the protruding triangle of her pubic area. His fingers touched the damp fabric, finding her already soaking wet entrance, and began to touch her labia through the thin cloth.

"Mmm...no..."

Qian Feilan unconsciously uttered indistinct sounds, not knowing what she was saying at all, but to Zhou Menglong, it sounded like an alluring moan. She gasped for breath, her body trembling intermittently. Her slender fingers began to involuntarily stroke Zhou Menglong's large penis, the tingling, pleasurable sensation almost making him dizzy.

Qian Feilan truly lived up to her reputation as a seasoned woman; her technique was extremely skilled. Just looking at her perfectly controlled pressure and her alluring, yet not overtly seductive demeanor, she was definitely a master in bed. Even this alone had Zhou Menglong experiencing ecstasy. "

Ah... ooh..."

Zhou Menglong couldn't help but moan softly, his middle finger unconsciously increasing its pressure, pressing against her inner passage through her panties. Qian Feilan's eyes widened suddenly, her head snapping back, gasping for breath, and she involuntarily cried out: "

Ah... oh..."

"I... I want... you, come in... come in! I... I can't take it anymore..."

Qian Feilan pleaded softly to Zhou Menglong, her large, watery eyes filled with longing. A torrent of vaginal fluid gushed from her lower body, soaking the very front of her thong. The fluid seeped through the fabric and onto Zhou Menglong's fingers. Seeing that Zhou Menglong remained silent, Qian Feilan took the initiative and kissed him. Her wet lips pressed against his, this time her delicate tongue entering his mouth first. Her tongue chased after his, intertwining tightly. Finally, she withdrew her grip on his large penis and began laboriously removing his clothes. Her slender, small hands caressed his strong, muscular chest, her fingers gently gliding over his body, a slightly itchy, tingling sensation that felt wonderful. On November 22nd, Qian Nan
, a mature woman of seventy-four,

stood for a long time in the small shop in the hotel lobby. Looking at the wall clock, she realized it had been over forty minutes since she left. Qian Nan secretly calculated the time, thinking that her lover was currently entangled with Qian Feilan. Her heart warmed, and a playful yet excited look appeared in her large, watery eyes. Her goal was about to be achieved tonight; how could Qian Nan not be excited? "Mom, you won't blame me, will you? I don't think so. Once you experience Menglong's strength and stamina, you'll definitely thank me."

Thinking this, Qian Nan's face flushed slightly, and a strange feeling welled up inside her. The thought made Qian Nan's heart race: "Menglong, don't disappoint me! You have to perform well today and give Mom a good taste of ecstasy. Otherwise, I think after this, Mom won't talk to you anymore, and she probably won't even talk to me."

Thinking of this, Qian Nan couldn't help but feel a strong urge to know what Zhou Menglong and Qian Feilan were doing in the room. Under these circumstances, Qian Nan slowly moved her body and entered the elevator. Her curiosity made her eager to return to the door and listen to the scene of Zhou Menglong and Qian Feilan's passionate encounter. As for the consequences of doing so, the excited Qian Nan didn't consider them much.

Just as Qian Nan entered the elevator, Qian Feilan, inside the room, stuck out Zhou Menglong's tongue, chuckled, and pushed him forcefully. Zhou Menglong slowly slumped onto the sofa. Her hand gradually moved down Zhou Menglong's body, and Zhou Menglong closed his eyes slightly, enjoying her caresses. Qian Feilan's hair was now disheveled, yet it only made her more alluring, appearing quite wanton and seductive in the lewd atmosphere.

Qian Feilan slowly kissed Zhou Menglong's chest, her nimble tongue skillfully licking and circling his nipples. Then, she deftly unbuckled his belt, pulled his pants down to his knees, and gently pulled down his underwear. His large penis, engorged from Qian Feilan's caresses, suddenly sprang to life, finally emerging from its dark, narrow tent, proudly pointing towards the ceiling, trembling.

Qian Feilan's small hands again caressed his swollen penis, her hands trembling involuntarily. She stopped kissing and licking Zhou Menglong, looking up at his penis in surprise and delight. Even with his eyes closed, Zhou Menglong could clearly feel Qian Feilan's trembling. Qian Feilan bent down completely, her skirt slipping down even further, revealing her snow-white buttocks raised high. Her pale green thong clung tightly to her buttocks, and she swayed her hips slightly, looking incredibly alluring. The

purplish-red dragon head was fully exposed before Qian Feilan, the size of an egg, its eyes wide open in a fierce, imposing display, standing proudly erect. Suddenly, an indescribable pleasure surged from the dragon head. Zhou Menglong thought, "

Ah! It's...it's Qian Feilan's tongue!"

Qian Feilan's smooth tongue sometimes gently swirled and licked Zhou Menglong's dragon head, sometimes gliding back and forth rapidly; sometimes licking like a gentle breeze, giving Zhou Menglong a soothing, spring-like feeling; sometimes licking fiercely like a storm, bringing Zhou Menglong a surging, numbing sensation. Zhou Menglong immediately felt a tingling, numbing stimulation, like a gushing spring.

Qian Feilan licked and rolled her lips back and forth for a while, then opened her cherry-like mouth and slowly took Zhou Menglong's head into her small mouth. Zhou Menglong immediately felt it was so smooth, so pleasurable, so stimulating. Unconsciously, Zhou Menglong reached out and hugged Qian Feilan's head, pressing it down hard to make her mouth hold it even tighter. With the rise and fall of Qian Feilan's head, a charming sound suddenly rang out, the "

plop, plop" sound making Zhou Menglong intoxicated.

Qian Feilan's small mouth tightly enveloped Zhou Menglong's big penis, leaving no gap. Her cheeks rose and fell with Zhou Menglong's thrusts, and a soft and moist fragrant tongue rested on the neck below the head, her teeth gently rubbing the head. Her technique was more skillful than that of the prostitutes Zhou Menglong had been with before. This kind of "blowjob" was not something that ordinary people could enjoy, and Zhou Menglong couldn't help but be intoxicated by it.

Qian Feilan's tongue moved deftly, and Zhou Menglong held her head in his hands, thrusting his lower body faster and faster, his long, thick penis plunging deep into her throat. Saliva trickled from the corners of her tightly closed mouth with each thrust. Zhou Menglong reached inside Qian Feilan's pink shirt, kneading and pressing her high, full, and elastic breasts through her bra. He felt her breasts grow bigger, firmer, and more elastic with each touch, even feeling her nipples stand erect through the bra. His penis thrust in and out of Qian Feilan

's mouth about a hundred times when a sudden heat surged in his lower abdomen, a powerful urge making him want to ejaculate. Zhou Menglong thought to himself, "

This won't do. I'll lose face. Qian Nan raved about how amazing I am. If I ejaculate now, wouldn't that be letting Qian Nan down?"

So Zhou Menglong called out, "

Stop, stop, stop! Let me rest for a bit. I want to ejaculate."

Qian Feilan raised her head and gave Zhou Menglong a lewd smile, truly seductive to the bone. Qian Feilan nodded with his large penis in her mouth. So Zhou Menglong let his large penis stay in Qian Feilan's warm, moist mouth, feeling the intense sensory stimulation that Qian Feilan's cherry lips brought him. After resting for a while and calming the impulse in his heart, Zhou Menglong held Qian Feilan's head again and began to thrust.

At first, Zhou Menglong only inserted and withdrew gently, letting the head of his penis go in and out of Qian Feilan's mouth. The tingling sensation from his large penis instantly spread throughout his body. The more Zhou Menglong inserted, the more pleasure he felt, and the more numb he felt, the more excited he became. He couldn't help but insert faster and deeper, and his buttocks moved faster and faster. Each time, he inserted it deep into Qian Feilan's throat, and then pulled it out completely. Qian Feilan made muffled moans of "woo woo woo" and "ee ya ee ya," which sounded like both pain and pleasure.

Zhou Menglong thrust in and out like this for about ten minutes. The pleasure from his large penis grew stronger and stronger, and the heat in his lower abdomen swelled more and more. Zhou Menglong knew he had reached his limit, so he began to thrust harder and harder. After a few thrusts, accompanied by an electric shock-like spasm, Zhou Menglong's lower abdomen contracted and expanded, and a surge of scalding hot fluid gushed out. It passed through the narrow passage of his penis and then spurted out from his mouth, shooting all of it into Qian Feilan's mouth. Milky white semen dripped from the corners of Qian Feilan's mouth.

Zhou Menglong wanted to pull out, but Qian Feilan refused, clinging tightly to Zhou Menglong's buttocks, her small mouth tightly holding his large penis. Zhou Menglong no longer insisted, letting his large penis linger in Qian Feilan's small mouth for a while, until all the semen that had been spurted out by his large penis was absorbed by Qian Feilan, and after it became smaller and softer, Qian Feilan reluctantly spat out the limp penis.

Zhou Menglong lay naked on the sofa, savoring the thrilling "blowjob" he had just experienced, recalling Qian Feilan's superb skills, and feeling the afterglow of his climax. Qian Feilan sat on the floor, swallowing all the semen in her mouth, then nestled between Zhou Menglong's legs, grasping his limp penis and pressing it tightly against her burning face. "

Menglong, was it good?"

Unconsciously, Qian Feilan's hand grasped the soft, large penis, gently stroking it, and she asked in a seductive voice, her almond-shaped eyes filled with spring, making her intoxicating. "Fantastic! Your technique is the best I've ever seen, and it gives me the most pleasure! Auntie, I'm not afraid to tell you, you're the only woman who has ever made me surrender. I like it, I like it so much! I think what follows will make you feel even better, won't it?"

Zhou Menglong nodded in satisfaction, gently stroking Qian Feilan's full, round breasts with one hand, kneading her erect nipples. "Mmm! Auntie will make Menglong satisfied. Auntie also likes to eat Menglong's big penis, but Menglong has to make Auntie feel good! Let Auntie's little mouth down there also taste Menglong's super big penis, and have some fun."

Qian Feilan replied softly. "

Yes, I'll definitely make your pussy feel amazing. I was just careless and underestimated you. I'll show you Menglong's prowess, otherwise I wouldn't be able to be your son-in-law."

Zhou Menglong said, picking up Qian Feilan and letting her lie on top of him. "Menglong, I... I want more, are you still able?"

Qian Feilan whispered in Zhou Menglong's ear, blowing hot breath into his ear. "

Hmm... Auntie, get it hard, then I can do it."

Zhou Menglong said, reaching down to explore Qian Feilan's lower body. Her lush garden was already a vast expanse of wetness, overflowing with lustful fluids, incredibly horribly aroused. "Heh..."

Qian Feilan chuckled softly, giving Zhou Menglong a seductive look, as if to say, "Watch me." Then, Qian Feilan's touch on his large penis changed, becoming strange—pressing, pinching, twisting, and stroking it, sometimes caressing the shaft, sometimes lightly scraping the shaft, sometimes stroking the testicles... Soon, Zhou Menglong's penis gradually awakened again, swelling, thickening, and hardening in Qian Feilan's hands, this time even harder and thicker than before, causing Zhou Menglong considerable pain. His penis was completely at Qian Feilan's command, ready to engage in a fierce battle... "Menglong, can you fuck me now?"

Qian Feilan smiled softly, her eyes filled with seductive allure, coquettishly requesting Zhou Menglong to fuck her. "

Auntie, don't beg for mercy later! I'll fuck you to death!"

Zhou Menglong suddenly pinched Qian Feilan's nipple hard, speaking fiercely. "

Oh... Auntie isn't afraid, Auntie wants you to fuck me to death."

Qian Feilan cried out in pain, speaking lewdly.

Zhou Menglong helped Qian Feilan up, bent down and scooped up the alluring woman, carrying her to the bedside and gently placing her on it. At this moment, Qian Feilan was captivatingly sexy, her eyes filled with a seductive allure as she looked at Zhou Menglong. Zhou Menglong knelt down and gently pulled Qian Feilan's short skirt down to her knees, revealing her long, snow-white legs. A light green silk thong tightly hugged her moist, secret garden, and through the soaked panties, the dark hairs were clearly visible.

Zhou Menglong couldn't resist running his hand along Qian Feilan's snow-white calves, finally stopping at her pubic area, gently pressing the protruding spot. "

Oh..."

Qian Feilan moaned softly; this was a very sensitive area for her. Zhou Menglong grabbed the two thin straps of Qian Feilan's thong and gently pulled them down to her knees, completely exposing Qian Feilan's genitals to his eyes. At the point where her long, beautiful legs met, a clump of dark, tender grass, shaped like an inverted triangle, softly covered her secret garden. The grass was curly and thick, but not very large. "The humble gate is now opened for you,"

Zhou Menglong couldn't help but recall an ancient poem, and he couldn't resist touching Qian Feilan's pubic hair. The glossy black grass was smooth and delicate, as soft and silky as silk. However, the grass at the entrance to her private parts was already soaked with Qian Feilan's vaginal fluids, clinging to her petals and emitting a faint, fishy smell.

Below was the entrance to the Peach Blossom Spring that haunted Zhou Menglong's dreams. Two pink petals were tightly closed, a narrow slit concealing the mystery within. However, a trickle of lustful fluid seeped from the closed opening, flowing down to Qian Feilan's buttocks. Qian Feilan's genitals were as alluring as her face and figure—truly beautiful! Zhou Menglong was mesmerized. "Ugh, what are you looking at!"

Qian Feilan's face was flushed, like two red clouds, whether from shyness or lust, she said sweetly. Zhou Menglong parted Qian Feilan's legs with his hands, put his head through the gap between her short skirt and legs, and draped Qian Feilan's legs over his shoulders. Now, Zhou Menglong's eyes were only five centimeters away from Qian Feilan's beautiful and mysterious garden, his nose almost touching her genitals, and the pungent smell grew stronger.

This was the first time Qian Feilan had exposed her genitals to a man in this position. A strange excitement welled up inside her; she felt thrilled, nervous, and excited. A surge of desire coursed through her lower abdomen, and a large amount of vaginal fluid gushed out, spraying onto Zhou Menglong's face—salty, fishy, and undeniably pungent. Qian Feilan's labia were a lovely light pink, already quite moist, shimmering with a captivating sheen. Zhou Menglong used two fingers to pull open Qian Feilan's labia, revealing her tightly closed vulva. The tender flesh inside was gently undulating. Then, Zhou Menglong extended his tongue and gently licked Qian Feilan's labia. "Oh...ah..."

Qian Feilan cried out loudly, her body trembling inexplicably. Intense pleasure instantly spread throughout her body. Qian Feilan felt another surge of heat in her lower abdomen, and a large amount of vaginal fluid gushed from the depths of her flower. Zhou Menglong licked Qian Feilan's petals, gently teasing the clitoris at the top. Under his skillful tongue, the clitoris, about the size of a peanut, was gradually fully exposed, gleaming with an alluring pink luster. An electric sensation coursed through Qian Feilan's body and mind, causing her to moan loudly, "

Ah...so comfortable...I never imagined...Menglong's technique is so good...Oh...so good..."

After licking the clitoris, Zhou Menglong's tongue moved downwards, gradually inserting itself completely into Qian Feilan's vaginal canal. Qian Feilan's vaginal canal was so slippery and tender, gushing out copious amounts of vaginal fluid. Zhou Menglong licked the tender flesh inside the vaginal canal vigorously, sucking hard, the copious amounts of vaginal fluid flowing into his mouth—so sweet, so fragrant! As soon as the elevator

rang, Qian Nan rushed out and hurried towards Qian Feilan's room. Suddenly, Qian Nan stopped and slowed down. He saw a stylishly dressed middle-aged woman

standing at his door, her hand outstretched, about to knock. Qian Nan was startled. He was joking; Zhou Menglong and he were currently engaged in a passionate encounter inside. The woman's knock would surely scare them both to death. Under these circumstances, Qian Nan quickly approached the woman and asked, "Excuse me, who are you looking for?"

Hearing Qian Nan's voice, the middle-aged woman lowered her hand. After looking at Qian Nan, a glint suddenly appeared in her eyes. Smiling, Wu Qiaomei said, "You must be Qian Nan. What, don't you recognize me? I'm your Aunt Mei. You've forgotten? I used to hold you when you were little. I can't believe it's been over ten years! You've grown into such a beautiful young woman. Look at you, you're a spitting image of your mother! You're so pretty."

Qian Nan looked at Aunt Mei with some confusion, as if she looked vaguely familiar. Suddenly, Qian Nan became excited, "Yes, yes, yes, you're Aunt Mei, Aunt Wu Qiaomei! I remember now, you've been to our house before! Oh, right, I remember now, Aunt Mei, hello! I can't believe you're still so young and beautiful. I didn't even recognize you at first!"

Qian Nan grabbed Wu Qiaomei's hand, jumping and skipping around like a child. Seeing that Qian Nan recognized her, Wu Qiaomei couldn't help but smile, "By the way, Qian Nan, I heard from your mother that you came along too, so I came to see you. I didn't expect you to have grown so much. Where's your mother? Is she inside?"

As she spoke, Wu Qiaomei reached out to knock on the door again. Qian Nan was startled and quickly grabbed Wu Qiaomei's hand, saying, "Auntie Mei, never mind, my mom's taking a shower. I didn't bring my key when I came out, and she won't hear you knocking now. Come on, come on, let's sit in the next room for a while."

With that, Qian Nan pulled Wu Qiaomei's hand and led her towards Zhou Menglong's room. Upon entering, they saw a pair of men's leather shoes. Seeing this, a hint of suspicion appeared in Wu Qiaomei's large, watery eyes. Qian Nan, seeing Wu Qiaomei's expression, clearly knew what she was suspicious about and said, "Auntie, this is the room of the male colleague who came with us."

Hearing this, Wu Qiaomei became even more suspicious: "This is a male colleague's room, how could Qian Nan have a key?"

But Wu Qiaomei was a worldly person; although she had her suspicions, she didn't show it on her face. Instead, she calmly sat down on the sofa and started chatting with Qian Nan.

Regardless of what Qian Nan and Wu Qiaomei were talking about, at that very moment, the battle between Qian Feilan and Zhou Menglong in another room was also gradually reaching its climax. "

Ah...oh...ah...it feels so good, Menglong...I...I'm going to fly..."

Qian Feilan's body suddenly stiffened, her buttocks thrusting upwards forcefully, her entire vulva covering Zhou Menglong's face. Qian Feilan's breathing became heavier, her moans and cries growing louder and louder. Qian Feilan's high breasts heaved violently with each breath, her lower body rising and falling with Zhou Menglong's tongue licking and sucking, her delicate body twisting seductively, her face flushed, and more love fluid gushing from Qian Feilan's peach blossom cave like a tidal wave. "Ah...ah...I can't take it anymore, hurry up and thrust! I really can't take it anymore..."

Qian Feilan cried out loudly, her hands gripping the bed tightly, the veins on her hands bulging. Zhou Menglong thought to himself, "

Alright, I've had my fun for a while now! I'm going to fuck this beautiful, seductive mature woman hard!"

Zhou Menglong pulled Qian Feilan back to the edge of the bed, his hard, throbbing head gently pressing against her petals, lightly rubbing against her tender pink flesh. The exciting moment was finally about to arrive. Zhou Menglong grabbed Qian Feilan's beautiful legs with both hands, took a deep breath, and with a thrust of his hips, slowly inserted his large penis into Qian Feilan's body. Although she was already well-lubricated with vaginal fluid, Qian Feilan's vaginal canal was tighter than he had imagined. Her hot, tight vaginal muscles gripped Zhou Menglong's large penis, and Zhou Menglong was surprised by the tightness of her vaginal canal.

Zhou Menglong took a deep breath, lowered his waist, and thrust his hips forward, plunging his large penis deep into her flower path, all the way in. Qian Feilan's brows furrowed, her teeth biting slightly, and she let out a soft "humph" through her nose. Her large, watery eyes gazed at Zhou Menglong with happiness and love, overjoyed. Zhou Menglong's penis had reached the very end of her flower path and stopped, quietly pressing against it, enjoying the squeezing sensation from Qian Feilan's hot, fleshy vagina. Qian Feilan's vaginal muscles contracted and squeezed continuously, a suction force emanating from the depths of her flower core. The tender flesh seemed to be sucking at the dragon's head, the walls of her flower path tightly enveloping the dragon's body, as if trying to strangle his large penis, constantly stimulating Zhou Menglong's penis. "It's so tight!"

Zhou Menglong couldn't help but exclaim from the bottom of his heart. Between their heavy breathing, Zhou Menglong reached out and unbuttoned Qian Feilan's shirt one button at a time. He lifted the shirt to the sides, revealing a pale green bra—a captivating color, clearly part of a set with her thong. The bra cups were embroidered with lace flowers, but they were small, barely covering half of her breasts.

Zhou Menglong pushed the bra up; it was tight and a little difficult. Qian Feilan lifted her upper body slightly at the opportune moment, and Zhou Menglong swiftly reached down to her back, deftly unhooking the bra. The bra slid down, revealing a pair of full, round, snow-white, dazzling breasts that jumped into Zhou Menglong's view. Qian Feilan's breasts were large, round, full, and high, with a fair complexion. Especially striking were the two bright red nipples on her breasts, glistening like two red agates—a pair of incredibly alluring breasts. Her breasts rose and fell with her breath, her snow-white skin flawless like silk.

Her smooth, slender neck, full and firm breasts, and two pink nipples the size of cherries were also visible. Zhou Menglong bent down and fondled these breasts with abandon, licking and sucking them with his tongue. Then he took one of Qian Feilan's nipples into his mouth and sucked on it tightly, occasionally biting and rubbing it with his teeth. "Ah...so good...Menglong, fuck me...fuck my cunt hard!"

Under Zhou Menglong's double assault, Qian Feilan couldn't help but moan, begging him to hurry up and fuck her. She even took the initiative, twisting her alluring waist and thrusting her full buttocks upwards. His large penis rubbed intensely against her flower path as she moved... Zhou

Menglong took a deep breath, held it, pressed his tongue against his palate, calming the surging pleasure. He focused on caressing Qian Feilan's breasts while his penis began its work, thrusting in and out at a frequency of nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one. Each time the deep thrust reached Qian Feilan's core, her moans involuntarily grew louder, her legs tightly gripping Zhou Menglong's waist.

After about ten minutes of this, Qian Feilan had completely adapted to Zhou Menglong's thrusting. Her narrow vaginal canal had also fully adapted to his thick penis, and the coordination between the two was extremely smooth. His penis encountered no resistance at all inside Qian Feilan's vaginal canal; it was slippery. So Zhou Menglong changed his tactics, from nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep thrust to five shallow thrusts followed by three deep thrusts. His penis thrust faster in and out of Qian Feilan's vaginal canal, and the whole room was filled with alluring "plop, plop" sounds.

Qian Feilan gradually reached her peak, and her moans grew louder until she started screaming and shouting wildly. Qian Feilan used all her strength, her buttocks arching like flowers, her legs dancing in the air, and the soft flesh inside her vaginal canal writhing and tightly gripping Zhou Menglong's penis. Zhou Menglong watched Qian Feilan's high heels dance in the air, his excitement fueled by her moans. He felt immense pride; for a man, bringing pleasure and orgasm to a woman during sex was the greatest source of pride. So Zhou Menglong thrust even harder, while Qian Feilan was completely immersed in indescribable pleasure, her hands caressing Zhou Menglong's buttocks, moaning incessantly.

After another half hour, Qian Feilan began to scream uncontrollably. With each thrust and withdrawal, she cried out "Ahhh!" The intense friction of his penis against her vaginal opening brought Zhou Menglong intense pleasure and a sense of conquest. Gradually, her vaginal opening became hotter and contracted more violently, squeezing Zhou Menglong's penis. A powerful suction came from deep within her. Zhou Menglong knew Qian Feilan was about to climax, so he increased his speed, thrusting and pumping relentlessly until he reached the very bottom. "Ah...oh...I...I'm flying...flying! It's so...good..."

Qian Feilan shook her head like a rattle drum, her thousands of hairs dancing wildly in the air like sprites, her waist thrusting violently, the contractions in her vaginal canal growing stronger and stronger. "

Ahhh...ahhh..."

Qian Feilan cried out, and just as her vaginal muscles contracted to their limit, her body trembled and convulsed uncontrollably. Zhou Menglong felt a stream of hot liquid spurt from Qian Feilan's clitoris, shooting onto his penis. Zhou Menglong knew that this strong and seductive woman had finally been brought to orgasm by him.

Qian Feilan's body continued to convulse, the vaginal muscles inside her vagina squeezing in climax, the vaginal muscles around her vagina tightly gripping Zhou Menglong's large penis, streams of translucent vaginal fluid flowing from their tightly joined point. Zhou Menglong stopped, enjoying the beautiful woman's orgasm while taking a short rest. At this moment, Qian Feilan's face was flushed, and her skin was also tinged with a charming pink. Fine beads of sweat oozed from her pores, making her look as if she had been pulled out of the water. However, this made her skin appear even more radiant and attractive.

A few minutes later, Qian Feilan's passion subsided completely, so Zhou Menglong's large penis struck again, thrusting even faster, withdrawing fully each time before plunging back in forcefully. The head of his penis always hit Qian Feilan's clitoris, and she quickly became excited again, moaning and panting. Zhou Menglong saw Qian Feilan's disheveled hair, beautiful face, and full breasts, all of which aroused him greatly, making him work even harder.

Qian Feilan's honeypot was truly beautiful; each time Zhou Menglong entered, he felt like he wanted to die inside her. Zhou Menglong completely withdrew his large penis from Qian Feilan's entrance, then forcefully thrust it back in. His thick penis filled the tight passage, and the love juices inside foamed out. Qian Feilan's small mouth emitted continuous loud moans, her love juice dripping down her thick penis onto the bed. Then Zhou Menglong thrust violently again, actions that brought Qian Feilan to ecstasy.

Half an hour later, Qian Feilan's body began to respond actively, her buttocks arching upwards, and she cried out loudly. Zhou Menglong knew Qian Feilan was about to climax again, and he had almost finished. His penis began to feel numb and tingly, the familiar pleasure quickly spreading throughout his body. Zhou Menglong was also close to climaxing. He wanted to reach climax with Qian Feilan, to share this ultimate sexual experience. So Zhou Menglong thrust even more vigorously, his penis moving in and out of Qian Feilan's paradise like the wind, as if it were his own vagina. "Ahhhhhh..."

Qian Feilan's body stiffened, trembling all over, emitting astonishing cries, a gush of hot love juice spurting from deep within her, splashing onto the massive head of his penis. Zhou Menglong shuddered, a tremendous urge surging through his lower abdomen. He thrust twice more rapidly, then abruptly withdrew. The surge of energy transformed into a powerful spray, erupting from his mouth and instantly splattering milky white semen all over Qian Feilan's body—her breasts, abdomen, even her face and hair.

Qian Feilan collapsed completely onto the bed. Zhou Menglong stripped her naked, revealing her flawless, snow-white skin, perfectly smooth and flawless, like a flawless, translucent jade sculpture. Qian Feilan's small, angular lips were wide open, panting heavily. Her smooth, tender neck, large, full breasts, smooth, delicate abdomen, firm, shapely buttocks, long, shapely thighs, and that alluring vulva—mysterious as a crevice in a deep mountain, from which a clear spring flowed, adding a touch of magic to the entire vulva—were breathtaking. Qian Feilan's figure was curvaceous, tall, and well-proportioned, practically perfect. Zhou Menglong couldn't help but think, "

What a beautiful nude picture!"

As he looked at her, his desire surged again. His previously softened but not yet shrunk penis stood erect once more, hard and proud, dominating all around. So Zhou Menglong lay on top of Qian Feilan, gently biting her erect, swollen pink nipples, while his waist rubbed against her genitals. Her love juices instantly made Zhou Menglong's penis wet again. "Menglong, you're ready again?"

Qian Feilan asked, both surprised and delighted, seeing Zhou Menglong's movements and feeling the hardness of his large penis in her lower body. "

Hmm... Now you know how powerful I am, right?"

Zhou Menglong chuckled. "

Menglong is indeed Menglong, truly amazing! Then hurry up and fuck me!"

Qian Feilan pleaded excitedly. Zhou Menglong thought to himself, "

What a slut, she still wants more after having her pleasure twice."

Zhou Menglong decided to change positions, so he flipped Qian Feilan over, making her kneel on the bed, lifting her beautiful buttocks so that she could fully raise her hips, a position that was incredibly alluring. Zhou Menglong knelt behind Qian Feilan, his head touching the entrance of her peach blossom cave, feeling that the entrance was still so small, as if it had never been penetrated by Zhou Menglong's large penis at all, its recovery ability was excellent, which meant that the elasticity of this honey hole was very good.

Zhou Menglong was overjoyed, thinking to himself, "

This is a rare gem!"

The thought of entering that tight hole again filled him with excitement. He quickly guided his large penis to the narrow opening, lowered his waist, and thrust his hips forward, producing a "plop" sound as his penis plunged deep into her vagina. Qian Feilan trembled, feeling her lower body filled with his large penis again, a wave of pleasure washing over her . "Oh..."

she couldn't help but moan.

The friction of his penis against her tight vaginal flesh made Zhou Menglong feel enveloped in warmth, a truly pleasurable sensation. He stopped taking it slow and went straight for the kill, thrusting forcefully back and forth, each stroke deep and decisive. Zhou Menglong held Qian Feilan's beautiful, upturned buttocks, his large penis rhythmically thrusting in and out of her hot, moist vagina. Zhou Menglong loved this "old man pushing a cart" position because he could see her alluring buttocks and watch his penis going in and out of her vagina. This position was perfect for a woman with large buttocks.

At this moment, Zhou Menglong watched as his penis pushed open Qian Feilan's labia, going in and out repeatedly. Qian Feilan's labia were turned inside out, and more and more vaginal fluid, clear and transparent, flowed from her vagina, forming a shiny layer on her anus. The fluid remaining at the entrance turned into white foam due to the friction of his penis.

Zhou Menglong continued like this for about twenty minutes, and with cries of "Ah ah," Qian Feilan reached another climax. Then Zhou Menglong turned Qian Feilan over, supporting her buttocks and lifting her up. Qian Feilan, limp and weak, wrapped her arms around Zhou Menglong's neck and clamped her legs around his waist. Zhou Menglong began carrying Qian Feilan around the room, tossing her body as he walked and thrusting his large penis deeper, launching another round of attacks.

This position was tiring, but fortunately, Qian Feilan was slender enough that at first, his large penis couldn't fully reach her clitoris. However, as their skill increased, their coordination improved, and with Zhou Menglong's powerful thrusts, his large penis, deep inside Qian Feilan, quickly reached the very end of her vaginal canal.

Each time Qian Feilan was tossed up and thrust into, she would scream loudly, her body rising and falling in response to Zhou Menglong. After about ten minutes of this, Qian Feilan began to scream wildly again, her head shaking wildly, her hair flying wildly, her body twisting erratically. Qian Feilan's flower path tightly gripped Zhou Menglong's large penis, and a huge suction force from deep within her flower core was sucking at the head, as if a black hole was swallowing everything.

Zhou Menglong knew that this series of stimulations had pushed Qian Feilan to orgasm, so he went to Qian Feilan's bedside, laid her flat, held her ankles with both hands, and thrust his hips vigorously. Zhou Menglong was also close to orgasm. Making love with this seductive woman always excited Zhou Menglong, making him want to reach the ultimate sexual experience with Qian Feilan. "Ah! Menglong, shoot...shoot inside!"

Qian Feilan, sensing Zhou Menglong's impulse, cried out wildly, her hands kneading her ample breasts wantonly. A gush of sticky, lustful fluid suddenly spurted from deep within her, coating the head of her penis, her vaginal opening and closing, sucking at it. "

Ah!"

Zhou Menglong couldn't help but groan, thrusting deeply, pressing hard against Qian Feilan's clitoris. His writhing hips stopped moving, then he released Qian Feilan's ankles, tightly embracing her buttocks. A surge of semen erupted, drenching Qian Feilan's clitoris. Extreme pleasure, like a tsunami, overwhelmed Zhou Menglong's entire body, instantly engulfing him. The two had once again reached the pinnacle of their sexual encounter.

(Seventy-six, Aunt Qiaomei)

Qian Nan and Wu Qiaomei were sitting in Zhou Menglong's room, chatting enthusiastically. They talked about everything from Qian Nan's childhood anecdotes to Wu Qiaomei's family, and then to their recent trip to Shanghai. Wu Qiaomei seemed very excited, but Qian Nan wasn't as happy as she appeared. Only Qian Nan knew that in the next room, Zhou Menglong and Qian Feilan were still having a passionate encounter. As time went on, Qian Nan became restless. Seeing Qian Nan's expression, Wu Qiaomei thought something was wrong and opened her mouth as if to say something, but immediately began to listen intently.

Seeing Wu Qiaomei's expression, Qian Nan's heart skipped a beat. Unlike Wu Qiaomei, Qian Nan had been constantly monitoring the activities in the next room while chatting with her. Because of this, she heard the noises from next door even before Wu Qiaomei. The sounds of their activity seemed to be escalating, growing louder and louder, and Qian Nan began to feel anxious: "That damned Menglong, he doesn't even know how to restrain himself while doing that! He's making such a scene..." "Such a loud noise, if Aunt Mei hears it, it'll be troublesome."

But Qian Nan was wrong to blame Zhou Menglong. Just imagine, Zhou Menglong, who always had a preference for mature women, wouldn't be excited after seeing Qian Feilan throw herself into his arms. Moreover, Qian Feilan had skin like jade and was charming and seductive, making her the epitome of a mature woman. If the hot-blooded Zhou Menglong could remain calm after enjoying Qian Feilan's alluring body, he wouldn't deserve to be called a normal man.

Now, seeing Wu Qiaomei's appearance, Qian Nan knew that what she feared had finally happened. Under these circumstances, Qian Nan couldn't help but feel a little at a loss. After a while, the sounds in the room seemed to grow even louder. Every word could be clearly heard by Wu Qiaomei. Even the slapping sounds of Zhou Menglong and Qian Feilan's bodies colliding were clearly audible to both Qian Nan and Wu Qiaomei.

Even if Wu Qiaomei were a fool, she would know what was happening in the next room. Under these circumstances, Wu Qiaomei couldn't help but look at Qian Nan: 'Didn't Qian Nan say her mother was taking a shower? How come there's a man's voice in the room? And judging from Qian Nan's appearance, she clearly knows what her mother is doing, so why is she still helping her mother lie?' While thinking this, Wu Qiaomei listened to the sounds coming from the next room that would make anyone blush. Her delicate face flushed red: 'Judging from these sounds, this man seems very powerful. He can make Fei Lan reach the peak of pleasure twice. And it seems that this man has the ability to continue. In Fei Lan's moans, the woman seems to be saying that this man's body is very large.' Thinking of all this

, Wu Qiaomei felt a surge of heat rising within her. At the same time, a strong curiosity welled up within her; she desperately wanted to know what kind of man was currently engaged in such a passionate encounter with Qian Feilan in the room, capable of transforming the seemingly refined and elegant Qian Feilan into something almost like a harlot. Thinking of this, Wu Qiaomei felt a warming sensation deep within her body.

Qian Nan, seeing Wu Qiaomei's face flush, knew she had discovered Qian Feilan's secret, and his heart pounded. Under these circumstances, Qian Nan... Qian Nan tried to explain, but the sounds coming from the next room were too obvious. She couldn't think of any excuse to cover up the fact that Qian Feilan and Zhou Menglong were having a passionate encounter in the next room.

Wu Qiaomei heard the sounds from next door getting louder and louder, and couldn't help but marvel inwardly: "My God, the man next door is amazing! It's been over an hour since I came in, and he's still going. What kind of stamina does he have? If he did that to me, I don't know how many times I would ejaculate." Thinking of this

, Wu Qiaomei felt the dampness between her legs become more pronounced.

Sensing the change in her body, Wu Qiaomei's heart skipped a beat. Under these circumstances, she instinctively squeezed her legs together to prevent Qian Nan from noticing the dampness. However, the experienced Wu Qiaomei felt her whole body heating up amidst the increasingly loud sounds from next door. She could even feel the tips of her breasts hardening.

Qian Nan's face was also growing increasingly red. At first, Qian Nan could ignore these thoughts because of Wu Qiaomei's presence, but as the sounds from next door grew louder and clearer, Qian Nan gradually... She couldn't control herself anymore. As a young girl experiencing her first love, she longed to be in her beloved's arms all day long. Now, the sounds of her beloved thrusting into another woman's body constantly reached Qian Nan's ears, stimulating her nerves. This was unbearable for Qian Nan, who had already tasted the thrill of sex.

After a while, the sounds from the next room gradually subsided. For some reason, both Wu Qiaomei and Qian Nan breathed a sigh of relief. Wu Qiaomei felt incredibly hot, and a cool sensation emanated from the alluring crevice between her legs. Qian Nan, meanwhile, had her legs crossed, her large, watery eyes shimmering. What she was thinking was obvious to anyone.

"Qian Nan, your mom, your mom seems to be better. I, I have to go over." "

Suppressing her inner turmoil, Wu Qiaomei spoke breathlessly. Her intense curiosity about the man in the next room made her want to rush to Qian Feilan's room immediately to see what kind of person this man was who had brought Qian Feilan to three orgasms.

As she spoke, Wu Qiaomei stood up. Qian Nan, seeing Wu Qiaomei about to go over, instinctively moved, but was a beat too slow. Wu Qiaomei had already reached the door. Qian Nan opened her mouth to call out, but immediately, Qian Nan's lips shot out..." A mischievous smile crept across Qian Nan's delicate face. She'd noticed out of the corner of her eye that the spot where Wu Qiaomei had just sat was damp, and she knew perfectly well why.

After a brief pause, Wu Qiaomei had already left the room. Then, Qian Nan heard a knock on the door next door. Suddenly, the previously quiet next door became lively. "Who is it? Who's knocking? Nan'er, is that you? I'm back from shopping!" "

Qian Feilan's voice was somewhat flustered, and also languid and weak. Clearly, Zhou Menglong's relentless thrusting had given this mature and beautiful woman, exuding a high-class aura, immense satisfaction, and she hadn't fully recovered yet.

Hearing Qian Feilan's languid voice, Qian Nan involuntarily covered her delicate face. 'Oh no, Aunt Mei found out after all. Oh well, never mind her. My mother has been through so much; she should be able to handle this little storm,' Qian Nan thought to herself, plopping down on the sofa. After taking a deep breath, Qian Nan slumped onto the sofa. Only then did she realize that her whole body felt like it was burning, and the area between her legs, where Zhou Menglong had once brought her so much pleasure, was now a muddy mess.

'Feilan, it's me, Wu Qiaomei. I've come to see you. What's wrong? Why aren't you opening the door?'" Unable to articulate her true feelings, Wu

Qiaomei's urge to see the man who had brought Qian Feilan joy intensified after hearing Qian Feilan's somewhat flustered voice. Therefore, upon hearing Qian Feilan's voice from inside the room, Wu Qiaomei didn't back down; instead, she knocked on the door even more vigorously.

"Ah, Wu Qiaomei, it's...it's you! Ah, okay, okay, wait a moment, just a moment, I...I'll open the door right away, just a moment."

Qian Feilan's voice became even more flustered. Wu Qiaomei's face showed a mischievous smile. She stood at the door, and after a while, the door opened. Qian Feilan's beautiful face peeked out. After looking at Wu Qiaomei standing at the door, she showed a hint of unease. "Wu Qiaomei, it really is you. I'm sorry, I was taking a shower and kept you waiting. Please come in." "

As she spoke, Qian Feilan opened the door and stepped aside to let Wu Qiaomei in. Wu Qiaomei had been waiting for this moment for so long, and under these circumstances, she couldn't wait to enter the room. Once inside, Wu Qiaomei began to look around. Qian Feilan, of course, knew what Wu Qiaomei was looking at, and her delicate face became even more unnatural.

However, Wu Qiaomei looked for a long time but didn't see the man who should have been there. The entire room was empty; besides herself and Qian Feilan, there was no one else. Seeing this, Wu Qiaomei couldn't help but wonder: "This isn't right. Feilan shouted so loudly just now, and there was a man's voice too. I'm not mistaken. But where did that man go in such a short time?" With these

thoughts in mind, Wu Qiaomei sat down on the sofa without making a sound, observing Qian Feilan. She noticed that Qian Feilan's delicate face was flushed, her eyes clearly showing a hint of spring in them. Moreover, her clothes were obviously hastily put on, making her appear disheveled, and she was completely unaware that a patch of her fair skin was exposed.

Under these circumstances, Wu Qiaomei became even more convinced of her idea. Her beautiful eyes began to scan the room, searching for a place to hide. Suddenly, Wu Qiaomei noticed a wet patch on the sofa... Attracted by the sight, Wu Qiaomei noticed a wet patch, milky white and somewhat translucent, emanating a slightly fishy, musty smell. She immediately recognized it as a fluid that had flowed from deep within Qian Feilan's body—a fluid unique to women. Seeing

Wu Qiaomei's suspicious scanning of her room, Qian Feilan grew anxious. She sat down beside Wu Qiaomei and deliberately asked, "Qiaomei, what brings you here so late?"

Seeing Qian Feilan sitting beside her and asking a question, Wu Qiaomei felt embarrassed to continue her blatant searching. She could only manage a forced smile: "Feilan, it's nothing much. We haven't seen each other for over ten years, so I wanted to chat."

Qian Feilan nodded, her large, watery eyes glancing intentionally or unintentionally at the bathroom. Wu Qiaomei, who had been paying attention to Qian Feilan, noticed this gesture, even though it wasn't unusual. "Oh, right, the bathroom! How could I forget about the bathroom? I really didn't expect Feilan to hide someone there. I almost fooled her." Suddenly

, Wu Qiaomei stood up. "Feilan, when I came in, your daughter said you were taking a shower. I've been waiting for over an hour, and now I need to use the restroom. I'm sorry." "

As she spoke, Wu Qiaomei moved quickly, rushing into the bathroom before Qian Feilan could react. Seeing Wu Qiaomei enter without a word, Qian Feilan's face paled.

After entering the bathroom, Wu Qiaomei's delicate face broke into a smug smile: 'Feilan, you think I can't find your secret? Now I'll catch you red-handed.'

As she spoke, Wu Qiaomei's large, watery eyes scanned the bathroom, but she quickly became disappointed. The bathroom was only two square meters in size, and with just one glance, Wu Qiaomei could tell there was no young man she had imagined.

'How could this be? I clearly heard a man's voice coming from the room, and Feilan's cries were so loud; obviously, that man brought her great pleasure. What's going on? Could I have misheard? But even if I misheard, what about that wet patch on the sofa?'" Standing there, Wu Qiaomei

was completely puzzled.

After a long while, Wu Qiaomei finally came out of the bathroom. Qian Feilan saw that no one was following behind Wu Qiaomei and breathed a slight sigh of relief. After hearing Wu Qiaomei's voice, Qian Feilan hadn't thought much of it and had Zhou Menglong hide in the bathroom. Now, seeing Wu Qiaomei's appearance, it seemed that she hadn't found Zhou Menglong. What was going on? Qian Feilan also felt a little strange.

"Feilan, when I was in the room just now, I heard you making a lot of noise. Not only were you shouting loudly, but I also heard a man's voice. But when I came in, I didn't see anything. Feilan, what are you doing? Why do you look so strange?" Since she couldn't see the man, Wu

Qiaomei decided to get straight to the point. Driven by a strong inner desire to see the man who brought Qian Feilan happiness, Wu Qiaomei spoke frankly.

Wu Qiaomei's directness caught Qian Feilan off guard. Under these circumstances, Qian Feilan couldn't help but feel flustered. She pretended to be fiddling with her hair, while her mind raced, trying to think of how to answer Wu Qiaomei's question. At this moment, a lazy voice rang out: "Secretary, I've bought what you wanted." Upon hearing the voice ,

both

Qian Feilan and Wu Qiaomei exclaimed in surprise and turned around simultaneously. They saw Qian Nan and Zhou Menglong entering the room one after the other. Zhou Menglong was carrying a bag, while Qian Nan looked at Qian Feilan with a half-smile and a mischievous glint in his eyes. When Qian Feilan saw Zhou Menglong suddenly appear at the door, she couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, her large, watery eyes revealing a hint of delight. Upon seeing Zhou Menglong, Wu Qiaomei couldn't help but secretly praise him in her heart: "What a handsome young man." "

It turned out that Zhou Menglong, hiding in the bathroom, felt unsafe and climbed to the ventilation vent to check. He found a staircase leading to his room. Most people wouldn't dare climb from the tenth floor to another room, but Zhou Menglong was a national champion; his skills were beyond the reach of ordinary people. So, Zhou Menglong safely reached his room. Fortunately, Qian Nan was inside. Hearing Zhou Menglong knocking on the window, Qian Nan quickly brought him in and explained what had happened as fast as she could.

Hearing Qian Nan's explanation, Zhou Menglong realized the seriousness of the situation. Without thinking, he packed the items from the sink into a bag and rushed out to rescue Qian Feilan. As soon as he entered, he felt two pairs of burning eyes staring at him." Looking at herself, one pair of eyes held surprise, while the other held a hint of confusion.

Seeing Wu Qiaomei, Zhou Menglong knew immediately that the woman was the one who had tried to embarrass Qian Feilan. Fuming, Zhou Menglong ignored Wu Qiaomei's gaze and boldly began to scrutinize her. He wanted to see who this woman was—the one who had almost ruined his plans and was now relentlessly pursuing his beloved Qian Feilan.

Zhou Menglong saw that the woman's hair was piled high, exuding an air of nobility. Her delicate face was exquisitely beautiful, with large, watery eyes that seemed to see into one's soul. Her high, delicate nose, sensual, thin lips, and fine hairs around them all contributed to her breathtaking beauty and unparalleled allure.

A pair of full, firm breasts, tightly encased in a black top, exuded an alluring charm. Zhou Menglong rarely saw a woman Wu Qiaomei's age wearing black, as women of that age usually preferred brighter colors to compensate for their less-than-perfect complexion. Wu Qiaomei

's confidence in her skin was undeniable. The black top not only made her already flawless skin appear even more radiant but also added a touch of solemnity, making her mature and alluring with an added allure. The black top accentuated the snow-white skin peeking out from her delicate neck, making her even more captivating—truly a rare beauty.

Beneath her high, firm breasts was Wu Qiaomei's slender waist. Since Wu Qiaomei was sitting, a pair of white, tight-fitting high-waisted pants clung tightly to her round, pert buttocks. Although Zhou Menglong couldn't see the full outline of Wu Qiaomei's buttocks because most of them were leaning against the sofa, he could still deeply sense from the small exposed portion how full, how large, and how capable of bringing men ecstasy.

Two jade-like legs, encased in tight white high-leg trousers, were pressed together. The trousers, like a second skin, allowed Wu Qiaomei's legs to be fully displayed before Zhou Menglong. Firm, long, well-proportioned yet supple—this was Zhou Menglong's assessment of Wu Qiaomei's beautiful legs. He barely needed to touch them to feel how incredibly taut, warm, and soft Wu Qiaomei's legs were, tightly encased in white trousers.

Ten exquisitely sculpted jade toes playfully peeked out from her sandals, each toenail painted pink, gleaming brightly under the light, stimulating Zhou Menglong's eyes. Those slender, jade-like feet, though playful, were also elegant—absolutely the epitome of beauty. Anyone who saw them would be captivated.

White trousers, a black top, an exquisite face, a high bust, a flat stomach, long, beautiful legs, and perfectly rounded buttocks—all these elements created a visually stunning effect. This woman, with her unparalleled beauty and noble air, immediately drew attention wherever she went, making countless men dream of her, pinning her down and ravishing her exquisite body. (This paragraph is dedicated to Zifeng.) Unfortunately, Zhou Menglong, because this stunning beauty had offended his goddess Qian Feilan, didn't feel much connection to her mature and beautiful body. After giving Wu Qiaofei a cold look, he said, "Secretary, when I came up, the waiter told me that the TV signal in our room was bad, and some inappropriate content was playing. He wanted to come and apologize, but I didn't dare let him come because I was afraid of disturbing your rest." As he

spoke, Zhou Menglong calmly went over and turned off the TV.

Qian Nan then realized why Zhou Menglong had said that, and nodded repeatedly, saying, "Mom, that's right. Just now, when I was in the next room, I heard a man's voice coming from your room. I thought you were having romantic feelings, but I didn't expect the hotel had mistakenly played a video. Oh, it really scared me to death."

As she spoke, Qian Nan secretly gave Zhou Menglong a thumbs up, clearly praising his quick wit.

If Qian Feilan still didn't understand what Zhou Menglong and Qian Nan were doing, she wouldn't deserve to be the secretary of the Discipline Inspection Commission. Under these circumstances, Qian Feilan couldn't help but chuckle, looking at Wu Qiaomei sitting next to her with a playful expression, and said, "No wonder I said your Aunt Mei was looking around suspiciously as soon as she entered my room. Now I understand, it turns out your Aunt Mei was afraid I would cheat on her, that's why she did that. Haha, but I didn't expect that the hotel had put the wrong TV on. It seems I'll have to go and argue with their manager tomorrow."

Thinking that Zhou Menglong had come up with an excuse in such a short time, Qian Feilan couldn't help but show a hint of admiration, and her infatuation with Zhou Menglong grew even stronger.

At this moment, Qian Feilan seemed to remember something and suddenly said to Zhou Menglong, "Menglong, come here, let me introduce you. This is Director Wu Qiaolan from the Linjiang Municipal Commission for Discipline Inspection. She's here with us for the meeting, but her home is here, so she's not staying at the hotel. Qiaomei, this is Zhou Menglong, Deputy Chief Clerk, my assistant. I brought him here to broaden his horizons. You'll have to help him out in the future."

Zhou Menglong walked gracefully to Wu Qiaomei's side and extended his hand, saying, "Director Wu, hello, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Did Wu Qiaomei believe Zhou Menglong and Qian Nan's words? Obviously not. First, this was a five-star hotel; how could they make such a basic mistake? Second, how could Qian Nan possibly have a key to Zhou Menglong's room? Third, and most importantly, even if the first two points could be disregarded, Wu Qiaomei had seen the liquid on the sofa with her own eyes, and how could she explain Qian Feilan's flushed face when she entered? But now that the three have formed an alliance, what can Wu Qiaomei say? She can't very well go to the hotel and ask them how to broadcast the pornographic recording as a normal TV program, can she?

Under these circumstances, Wu Qiaomei suppressed her doubts and reached out to shake hands with Zhou Menglong. At this moment, Wu Qiaomei was certain that the handsome young man in front of her was probably the same man who had just made Qian Feilan feel like she was in ecstasy in the room. Thinking of Zhou Menglong's prowess, Wu Qiaomei looked at Zhou Menglong and couldn't help but feel a strange feeling: "This Zhou Menglong is handsome and dashing, and his abilities in that area are so strong. No wonder Feilan would offer herself to him willingly. Sigh, why am I not so lucky to enjoy the services that such a man can provide?"

"Qiaomei, I heard that you are about to be transferred to Jiangdu City to be the deputy secretary of the Discipline Inspection Commission. Is that true?"

With the crisis resolved, Qian Feilan was in a great mood and began to chat with Wu Qiaomei. Originally, Qian Nan and Zhou Menglong should have left, but Zhou Menglong was afraid that this beautiful woman would play some tricks and embarrass his goddess, so he and Qian Nan sat down on the sofa and started watching TV.

Upon hearing Qian Feilan's words, Wu Qiaomei nodded, "Feilan, to be honest, back in school, we were equally famous, the two most beautiful girls in the school. But I never imagined that after more than twenty years, I still wouldn't be as good as you. Only now do I realize that the gap between us is still huge. You know, almost every step I've taken has been in your footsteps."

Qian Feilan smiled slightly, neither confirming nor denying Wu Qiaomei's words. Wu Qiaomei continued, "This time, I heard that you're going to the provincial capital, and Liu Yumei is taking over your position. The deputy secretary is coming to our area to become the secretary, so the deputy secretary position is vacant. The organization has already spoken with me, saying that after the meeting, the personnel appointment will be announced, and then I'll be reporting to your office."

Only then did Wu Qiaomei remember her real purpose for coming here and began to speak.

"Qiaomei, don't say anymore. Who told us to be such good sisters? I paved the way for you before, and I will do the same now. Don't worry, I will definitely smooth things over for you before you arrive. At that time, you will definitely be able to make it easy for you. Yumei will be promoted sooner or later, and at that time, you will be the only candidate for the secretary of the Discipline Inspection Commission."

Qian Feilan, as expected of a veteran in officialdom, guessed Wu Qiaomei's thoughts as soon as she heard Wu Qiaomei's words, so she took the initiative to help Wu Qiaomei before Wu Qiaomei could speak.

Qian Feilan's guess was correct. Wu Qiaomei had come here tonight for this very reason. In modern officialdom, appearances matter. Wu Qiaomei had hesitated about taking the position in Jiangdu City, because it wasn't her stronghold. A newly arrived deputy secretary would surely be ostracized. However, remembering her classmate who had served as secretary in Jiangdu City for many years, Wu Qiaomei gritted her teeth and agreed. That's why, after seeing Qian Feilan at the meeting, she came to see her that very evening.

She had said what she needed to say, achieved her goal, and, moreover, Wu Qiaomei sensed Zhou Menglong's unfriendly expression. So she stood up and said to Qian Feilan, "Feilan, I'll be going now. You should rest. I won't bother you."

Qian Feilan had just been brought to orgasm three times by Zhou Menglong and was now extremely exhausted. She was hoping Wu Qiaomei would leave soon. Otherwise, given Wu Qiaomei's performance just now, although Qian Feilan was willing to help this beautiful woman who was like a sister to her, she would at least have to put on a formal tone and make things difficult for Wu Qiaomei.

So, after hearing Wu Qiaomei say this, Qian Feilan stood up and shook hands with Wu Qiaomei. Wu Qiaomei then generously walked to Zhou Menglong's side, indicating that she wanted to shake hands with Zhou Menglong to say goodbye. Although Zhou Menglong didn't have a good impression of this mature and beautiful woman, firstly, Wu Qiaomei was taking the initiative to show him goodwill, and secondly, this woman was going to Jiangdu City to become the deputy secretary, so he didn't want to offend her too much. Therefore, Zhou Menglong also stood up. A charming smile appeared on Wu Qiaomei's delicate face. Rong: "Menglong, not bad, what a clever young man."

Zhou Menglong's heart skipped a beat. Just as he was wondering what Wu Qiaomei meant, Wu Qiaomei gave him a meaningful look before walking away. At this moment, Zhou Menglong seemed to wake up from a dream and realized: "This woman must know about my relationship with Feilan, otherwise, she wouldn't have pointed it out, let alone given me that look."

Thinking of this, a wicked smile appeared on Zhou Menglong's lips.

In officialdom, Zhou Menglong knew that acting impulsively would not only be unhelpful but would also make things worse. Therefore, he didn't care much about many things. However, he had a different opinion about his woman. He deeply loved her and naturally wouldn't want her to be hurt. Wu Qiaomei's meaningful gaze just now made him feel a potential danger. He thought that although Wu Qiaomei hadn't confirmed anything between the three of them, she could still make a big fuss about this matter based on her own imagination, causing unavoidable harm to Qian Feilan. A chill ran through Zhou Menglong's heart.

No, of course I can't let her damage Qian Feilan's reputation like that. Zhou Menglong made up his mind in his heart. Wu Qiaomei probably didn't expect that it was because of her self-righteous and meaningful glance that Zhou Menglong made up his mind. As a result, in the near future, she was captured by Zhou Menglong and willingly became his woman. As a result, Wu Qiaomei's later life was deeply trapped in lust and she couldn't extricate herself. If she knew that everything that happened later was because of that meaningful glance today, I wonder what she would think. Of course,

Zhou

Menglong didn't tell Qian Nan and her daughter Qian Feilan what he was thinking. Qian Feilan had suffered half her life, and from the moment he entered her body, Zhou Menglong secretly vowed that he would never let the woman beneath him suffer even the slightest harm. Therefore, Zhou Menglong certainly wouldn't tell Qian Feilan that Wu Qiaomei still suspected their affair. As for Qian Nan, she was always very outspoken. If he told her, and that gossipy woman accidentally let it slip, then all his efforts would be in vain.

That night, Zhou Menglong slept in his own room, while Qian Nan and Qian Feilan shared a room. After what happened with Wu Qiaomei, Qian Nan had originally wanted to wait until Zhou Menglong and Qian Feilan were done before having sex with him again, but now she had lost all interest. So, the night passed peacefully. However, both Qian Nan and Qian Feilan knew what had happened between each other and Zhou Menglong, and the mother and daughter's relationship became even closer. This was exactly what Qian Nan had expected, and she fell into a deep sleep, completely satisfied.

On the second day of the meeting, Zhou Menglong attended with Qian Feilan, who happened to be sitting next to Wu Qiaomei. Zhou Menglong sat next to Qian Feilan, and he felt that Wu Qiaomei's gaze kept glancing at him, intentionally or unintentionally. He felt a little impatient, but because Qian Feilan was there, he couldn't show it, so he could only let Wu Qiaomei look at him. However, as he sat there, Zhou Menglong began to plot in his mind how to get rid of this beautiful and charming woman.

In the afternoon, they visited a grassroots anti-corruption exhibition in Shanghai. After the visit, there was an exchange meeting for discipline inspection cadres at the department level and above. Since neither Wu Qiaomei nor Zhou Menglong were at the department level or above, they were unable to attend the later exchange meeting. As Zhou Menglong left the venue, he wanted to hail a taxi back to the hotel. At this moment, a fragrant breeze blew by, and Zhou Menglong turned around to see Wu Qiaomei standing next to him, looking at him with a half-smile.

"Zhou Menglong, where have you been all afternoon?"

Wu Qiaomei smiled and walked to Zhou Menglong's side. Although Zhou Menglong didn't have a good impression of this mature and beautiful woman, he couldn't ignore her question, so he shrugged and said, "Where else could I go? Just back to the hotel."

Wu Qiaomei giggled, and her full and elastic breasts, tightly wrapped in her top, trembled with her laughter, creating a unique and alluring sight. Seeing this, Zhou Menglong's heart skipped a beat.

"What's wrong? You two can't even bear to be apart after being apart for so short a time?"

Wu Qiaomei teased Zhou Menglong as she sized him up. Zhou Menglong looked at the beautiful woman before him. "What's wrong? Is it because you can't bear to be apart? Or is Director Wu a little jealous of me? If that's the case, I wouldn't mind spending the afternoon

with Director Wu." As he spoke, Zhou Menglong mischievously glanced at Wu Qiaomei's lower body. When he saw that Wu Qiaomei was wearing black leggings, his heart stirred.

Zhou Menglong noticed that Wu Qiaomei seemed to be standing there casually, but the black leggings tightly hugged her lower body, making her legs appear so straight. There was almost no gap between her thighs, and her breasts bulged slightly, like plump meat buns, looking incredibly alluring.

Seeing Zhou Menglong's boldness, Wu Qiaomei frowned slightly, her delicate face inexplicably flushing red. Suppressing her displeasure, she chuckled, "Zhou Menglong, I'd be happy to have a handsome guy like you with me, but I'm worried you won't be able to explain your disappearance to your girlfriend for an afternoon." As she spoke

, Wu Qiaomei gave Zhou Menglong a provocative look.

Zhou Menglong smiled slightly, reluctantly withdrawing his gaze from Wu Qiaomei's jade-like legs, and instead looked intently at her delicate, almost fragile face. "What's wrong? Whether you can explain or not is my own business, it doesn't really concern you. I was just wondering if Director Wu dares to spend an afternoon with a young, handsome man like me."

Because he was still bothered by what happened to Wu Qiaomei yesterday, Zhou Menglong lacked the tenderness he usually showed when seeing a beautiful woman, appearing somewhat stiff and rude. Wu Qiaomei seemed unconcerned about Zhou Menglong's attitude, nodding and then giggling, "Little Zhou, let's not be bored here anymore. I'm going home now. If you're not afraid your girlfriend will scold you, you can come along."

As she spoke, Wu Qiaomei swayed her slender waist and walked ahead of Zhou Menglong, tossing her full and elastic buttocks, tightly wrapped in black leggings, to him. Zhou Menglong felt that Wu Qiaomei's buttocks looked so full and so elastic, and their beautiful shape was silently tempting him. Seeing this, a wicked smile appeared on Zhou Menglong's lips, and he followed behind Wu Qiaomei.

Although it wasn't rush hour, Shanghai is an international metropolis, so the bus stop was packed. When Wu Qiaomei saw Zhou Menglong arrive, a smug smile crept onto her delicate face. To be honest, ever since yesterday, Wu Qiaomei had vaguely guessed that Zhou Menglong was involved with Qian Feilan and Qian Nan, and she'd been wanting to find out the truth. Since she needed Qian Feilan's help, she couldn't tell her directly. She'd watched Qian Nan grow up, and she didn't have the heart to press her for answers. To satisfy her intense curiosity, Wu Qiaomei had no choice but to target Zhou Menglong.

It wasn't that Wu Qiaomei intended to make a big deal out of this; she and Qian Feilan were close friends, and no matter what Qian Feilan did, Wu Qiaomei would keep quiet for her. But women are curious, especially Wu Qiaomei. So, seeing Zhou Menglong alone today, Wu Qiaomei knew her chance had come, which was why she'd proactively accepted the invitation.

However, Zhou Menglong was unaware that Wu Qiaomei's desire to inquire about Qian Feilan and his affair was merely to satisfy her own curiosity. Having always wanted to teach Wu Qiaomei a lesson, Zhou Menglong saw her approaching him and naturally saw it as his chance. Therefore, he followed her without hesitation. Once the two met, what followed was beyond their control.

A bus pulled up, and the people on the platform surged towards the doors. Wu Qiaomei followed the crowd and boarded the bus. Once on board, her large, watery eyes darted around, fearing that Zhou Menglong wouldn't follow her. If that happened, her plan to extract the truth from him would fail. When she saw Zhou Menglong following behind her, looking at her with a lazy smile, Wu Qiaomei breathed a slight sigh of relief. For some reason, two blushes appeared on her delicate face.

Zhou Menglong stopped behind Wu Qiaomei. He felt several more people board the train, making the already cramped carriage even more crowded. Squeezed by the flow of people, Zhou Menglong gradually pressed himself against Wu Qiaomei, their chests almost touching back to back. Zhou Menglong smelled the faint, alluring fragrance emanating from Wu Qiaomei, tempting him and making him feel somewhat aroused.

Wu Qiaomei's height only reached below Zhou Menglong's chin, and with them pressed together, his nose was practically touching her hair. The fragrance of her hair mixed with the scent of shampoo stimulated him, causing a slight flutter in his heart. His mind began to conjure up images of Wu Qiaomei's full, firm breasts, tightly encased in black trousers.

A wave of masculine heat emanated from Zhou Menglong, causing Wu Qiaomei's heart to pound. A strange feeling welled up inside her, making her involuntarily lean forward slightly, trying to escape this embarrassing scene. But once her back was no longer in contact with Zhou Menglong's chest, Wu Qiaomei found a faint sense of loss rising within her.

If Wu Qiaomei hadn't moved her body away from Zhou Menglong, perhaps he wouldn't have reacted, especially since they were on a bus. However, Wu Qiaomei's actions stirred a mischievous impulse in Zhou Menglong. Under these circumstances, a signature wicked smile appeared on Zhou Menglong's lips: "Wu Qiaomei, didn't you want to know what happened between me and Fei Lan and the others? I'm not going to let you have your way. Judging from your expression, I'll have to use some tricks to embarrass you."

Thinking it, Zhou Menglong leaned forward again, his groin pressing against Qiaomei's beautiful buttocks.

To be honest, Wu Qiaomei was an absolutely stunning beauty, her allure no less than Qian Feilan's. Zhou Menglong and Wu Qiaomei had just made physical contact. Although he didn't have any romantic feelings for this mature and beautiful woman, his body betrayed his thoughts. His large penis, stimulated by the unusual sensation, gradually hardened. Now, as soon as Zhou Menglong pressed his hips against Wu Qiaomei's shapely buttocks, she immediately realized it. Feeling

something hard and hot pressing against her buttocks, Wu Qiaomei's heart skipped a beat. Even if she were stupid, she would know it was Zhou Menglong's large penis. In this situation, Wu Qiaomei turned her head and glared fiercely at Zhou Menglong, meaning she wanted him to be sensible and quickly withdraw his penis.

But Zhou Menglong was already determined to embarrass Wu Qiaomei, so how could he possibly abandon his plan because of a single glance from her? Therefore, Wu Qiaomei's gaze didn't deter Zhou Menglong; instead, it excited him even more. In this situation, Zhou Menglong playfully responded to Wu Qiaomei, then suddenly thrust forward, his large penis slamming into one of Wu Qiaomei's full, elastic buttocks, tightly encased in black leggings. A strange sensation washed over him, causing both of them to let out a soft moan.

Zhou Menglong's moan was because he hadn't expected Wu Qiaomei's buttocks to be so incredibly elastic. His sudden thrust had caused his penis to sink deep into her flesh. Even through her pants, Zhou Menglong felt as if his penis was sinking into a warm sea; the comfortable sensation surprised him greatly, causing him to involuntarily moan.

Wu Qiaomei clearly hadn't expected that after seeing her angry glare, Zhou Menglong would still dare to so boldly press his large penis against her buttocks. The hard penis even made her buttocks ache a little. Under these circumstances, Wu Qiaomei didn't know why, but she suddenly remembered the lewd moans and groans she had heard Zhou Menglong make when he was having sex with Qian Feilan the night before. Thinking of this, and feeling the hardness and heat of Zhou Menglong's large penis, Wu Qiaomei couldn't help but let out a soft moan.

Wu Qiaomei was mature and beautiful, naturally the object of everyone's admiration at work. However, she had never imagined being teased like this before. A surge of anger rose within her, causing her to turn sharply towards Zhou Menglong, her sexy lips parting slightly, clearly ready to unleash a torrent of fury. But Zhou Menglong ignored Wu Qiaomei's attitude, instead lowering his head and looking at her provocatively: "Director Wu, you are so beautiful, and your ass is so alluring. My big cock couldn't resist, so please don't mind..." "Don't get angry. You know, this is a bus. If you get angry, the whole of Shanghai will probably know, and that won't do you any good."

As Zhou Menglong spoke, he felt the aroma of flesh mixed with the unique scent of the young woman's body fill his nostrils. In a moment of impulse, he couldn't help but stick out his tongue and gently lick Wu Qiaomei's small earlobe. At the same time, Zhou Menglong gently twisted his hips, rubbing his hard and hot penis against Wu Qiaomei's beautiful buttocks, continuing to tease her.

Wu Qiaomei had indeed wanted to get angry, but Zhou Menglong's words made her lose her temper. In this situation, Wu Qiaomei suppressed the pleasurable sensation coming from her full and elastic buttocks, tightly wrapped in black leggings, and tried to move forward to escape Zhou Menglong's clutches.

Wu Qiaomei leaned forward, and immediately felt her breasts, tightly encased in her top, press against the back of the person in front of her. The person seemed to sense something, turned around, and upon seeing a beautiful young woman standing behind him, his eyes lit up. In this situation, the person took a step back, pressing his back directly against Wu Qiaomei's breasts, clearly wanting to experience their elasticity and warmth. However, after Wu Qiaomei glared at him, the person smiled brightly and automatically leaned forward slightly, so that his back could no longer touch Wu Qiaomei's breasts.

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