[Urban] Illegitimate Daughter Yilian (Complete) - 31-33 (End)

The second chapter of the lewd feast

lasted from 10 PM until 3:48 AM the next morning. The men, exhausted and satisfied after their release, left silently.

Throughout the night, six men repeatedly gang-raped Jinling, ejaculating more than a bowl of semen into her vagina.

Except for Lao Huang, the others ejaculated into her vagina more than twice, especially the two ugly men, A Niu and Jian Wu. They had only patronized Chen Yan once before, also through Lao Huang's introduction. Lao Huang had told them that Chen Yan refused to see them again because she thought they were too ugly, so they had never had a chance to release their pent-up desires. Today, with a free vagina to fuck, they practically gave their lives to Jinling's cunt, both ejaculating four times and barely able to stand.

Jinling also preferred being fucked by these two men. After all, those two enormous penises were a rare treat for a woman, and Jian Wu had given her two extreme orgasms completely different from Zhou Song's. A Niu had given her her first and most important third orgasm of her life, all of which were enough to make Jinling fall in love with the genitals of these two ugly men.

Jinling's sensitivity astonished everyone present, even Chen Yan was envious. First, she orgasmed every time someone ejaculated, and then later, she would orgasm again when another man penetrated her after the first ejaculation. Her stamina was also frightening; after experiencing over ten orgasms, although she nearly fainted several times, she quickly recovered. By dawn, when the six men were exhausted and weak, she, except for some dark circles under her eyes, radiated a captivating blush, as if she had taken a hot bath, and appeared refreshed. Meanwhile,

Chen Yan, having slept with four or five men every day, was exhausted from excessive indulgence. She had also promised the men to use Jinling, and she planned to make money from her body; how could she let these ugly men use her for free? Extremely bored, she naturally fell asleep.

Jinling saw the men off, closed the door, and slept beside Chen Yan. The two young women slept naked, their lower bodies disheveled. Chen Yan's genitals had stopped leaking semen, but Jin Ling's vulva was still strangely opening and closing, with semen continuously flowing from her swollen and red vagina… When the two woke up, it was almost noon.

They glanced at each other, and Jin Ling shyly lowered her head, looking at her genitals. The semen on her pubic hair had dried and clung to a layer like dandruff. Jin Ling's feelings at this moment were complex and heavy—she had betrayed her husband; she had become a promiscuous woman!

The pleasure of last night was deeply imprinted in her mind, lingering there. One voice said: Give me pleasure; another voice said: You are shameless! She had never realized before that sex could be so addictive. Like someone addicted to drugs, she was already hooked, and more importantly—she hadn't used contraception!

"I..." Chen Yan knew what she was thinking and laughed, "How is it? Are you comfortable? It's okay, no one will know you're here. Besides, didn't you say your husband likes you to be a little promiscuous? This suits his taste perfectly." "But..." Jin Ling didn't know what to say, "I'm afraid of getting pregnant..." "That's easy, I always have medicine here, don't worry. Just take one now. I thought it was something serious! Actually, being a prostitute is quite comfortable, isn't it?" "You...you mustn't tell anyone...I..." Jin Ling said worriedly.

"Don't worry, if I tell others, wouldn't that be the same as telling them I'm a prostitute?" Jin Ling finally understood and smiled with relief—but what she didn't expect was that she had a husband, while Chen Yan didn't! With

their mood relaxed, they naturally started teasing each other.

"Look at you, saying you'd put on a show for me yesterday, but in the end, I'm the one putting on a show for you! Really!" Jin Ling lowered her head shyly, cupping her breasts with her hands, where there were still teeth marks from who-knows-who bit her.

"You're the same, too. I asked you to give me that ugly man, but you wouldn't! You said your pussy was itchy but you wouldn't admit it!" Chen Yan retorted with a laugh, "How was it? Was it good yesterday?" "Mmm..." "How good?" "Very good, I never knew sex could be so good..." Jin Ling squinted her eyes, savoring the intense pleasure etched in her mind.

"Have you never had an orgasm before?" "Yes... but not as intense... as stimulating..." Jin Ling hugged her breasts, immersed in the ecstasy of last night.

"You little bitch, hehehe," Chen Yan said with a lewd laugh, "I've been gang-raped by five men at most, and you stole my thunder as soon as you arrived, really! It seems Zhou Song really had foresight, saying you were suited to be a bitch." "If I'm a little bitch, then you're a big bitch, hehe," Jin Ling laughed as well.
"Yes, yes, I'm the big slut, and you're the little slut. Okay?" Chen Yan slapped Jin Ling's buttocks and asked, "Does it hurt there?" "Hmm, a little," Jin Ling gently stroked her vulva, which was still leaking vaginal fluid, giggling.

"I think you've sucked all those men dry, and you're still leaking!" "I think so, my lower body feels swollen, but it's quite comfortable." Jin Ling laughed and said, "Hehe, I'm going to the bathroom." With that, Jin Ling got up and got out of bed. Unexpectedly, after taking only two steps, something exaggerated happened—a lot of vaginal fluid flowed out of her vagina. Some of it was still undissolved, still a thick, white semen, like a faucet that had been turned on halfway, gushing onto the floor and quickly forming a puddle. Some of it was still foamy, like spilled milk. For a moment, the room was filled with the fishy smell of semen.

"Ah--hahaha..." Chen Yan laughed in surprise, "No wonder you're so swollen, so much semen, hehe." Jin Ling hadn't expected that the semen wouldn't have stopped flowing all night. The sheets under her buttocks were already soaked, and her vagina was still filled with so much semen. She didn't know what to say and could only stand there awkwardly laughing.

*** Jin Ling took a shower at Chen Yan's house and then got dressed and went home.

When she got home, Jin Ling looked at Zhou Song, who was still dreaming, and reached over the covers to touch his genitals. She touched his wet underwear and felt both uneasy and sweet. Uneasy because her husband was masturbating while she was being gang-raped by men outside, and sweet because last night's semen bath made her feel completely refreshed.

Zhou Song woke up when she touched him, glanced at her and said: What are you touching? Haven't you ever seen me masturbate? Where did you go!

Jin Ling hadn't expected Zhou Song to ask where she'd been. She paused for a moment, then shouted, "Playing mahjong, of course! Where else could I be?" "Lost again?" Zhou Song shrugged and got out of bed.

"Mind your own business," Jin Ling thought to herself, amused—she'd won a lot, but it was all semen.

Actually, Zhou Song's question wasn't entirely pointless. He never asked Jin Ling where she was before, but today he noticed something different, so he asked casually—not by sight, but by smell—Jin Ling never wore perfume, whether at home or out. The perfume he bought for her was useless, no matter what he said. Today, however, she had a fragrance, and this fragrance was mixed with a very familiar scent—that's right—the smell of semen. So he reluctantly asked. But he knew he wouldn't get any answers.

That day, Jin Ling didn't go anywhere; she stayed home.

That night, the couple went to bed early.

After nearly three months of abstinence, Zhou Song had been masturbating, but it wasn't as real as penetration, so he was somewhat restless. Moreover, the scent from this morning hadn't dissipated, and he wanted to explore it further, so he reached out and touched it.

Jin Ling, though satisfied and overjoyed after being satisfied by the men last night, felt guilty towards Zhou Song and didn't stop him. She also reached out and grasped Zhou Song's penis. She hadn't realized that the perfume Chen Yan had sprayed on her had been partially absorbed by her skin after being soaked in sweat last night, and this morning's wash couldn't completely remove the scent.

Zhou Song pulled down Jin Ling's panties, and a stronger smell of perfume and semen wafted into his nostrils. Looking at her slightly swollen vulva, Zhou Song couldn't help but passionately kiss Jin Ling's vulva. At this moment, Zhou Song kept having images of his wife being raped by men, but he didn't know that it was actually six men gang-raping Jin Ling. Jin Ling hadn't expected to be bound. The perfume mixed with semen, combined with the night's fucking, had already penetrated deep into her uterus. How could it be washed away? If it were just perfume, it wouldn't be a problem. If the men who gang-raped her had worn condoms, it wouldn't have been a problem either, but they hadn't—Zhou Song licked Jin Ling's vulva, sticking his tongue into her vagina and poking around. At this moment, Jin Ling felt a strange, stimulating emotion. Her vulva, which had been dripping with other men's semen that morning, was now being licked and kissed by her own husband. This scene gave her an unprecedented thrill... Subconsciously, she pressed and rubbed Zhou Song's head... and she let out moans that Zhou Song had never heard before... "Oh... harder... deeper... oh... good... so good... oh oh oh..." Zhou Song secretly called her a slut, but he was extremely excited. He mounted her, and with a "whoosh," the entire length went in—it seemed that the semen from last night was still there. Zhou Song felt his wife's vagina was warmer and wetter than ever before, but it also seemed looser—he couldn't imagine that his usually conservative wife would have sex with six men in one night.

"Bitch, want to be fucked?" Zhou Song asked timidly, but the way he rubbed his penis against Jin Ling's erotic opening seemed to give him endless courage.

"Yes..." Jin Ling responded. In fact, Zhou Song's rape could no longer satisfy her, which was already aroused; it only stirred up her fantasies and obsessions about last night's sex. But she wanted to make amends to Zhou Song, or rather, atone for her sins.

"Say it, you're a slut, say something that excites me. You know what I like to hear." Zhou Song thought that Jin Ling was also having trouble with herself after nearly three months of abstinence, but he didn't know that she was just trying to please him. "

Um... I..." Jin Ling couldn't speak for a moment. Although she had lost all her dignity in front of those strange men and was being raped by them, she was still not used to it in front of her husband. Moreover, she was worried that her husband might leave her because of this.

"Say it!" Zhou Song, his eyes red, thrust his hips hard, pounding into her.

"Mmm...oh...I want...I want to be a prostitute...I like being fucked by men..." Jin Ling's mind was filled with images of Jianwu and A Niu's enormous penises, and she moaned, "I like being fucked by ugly men...anyone can fuck my slutty cunt...I'm a prostitute...oh oh...I'm a prostitute..." Zhou Song had never heard such words before, and almost lost control. Fortunately, he was experienced and immediately stopped thrusting, instead licking Jin Ling's breasts. This lick revealed a tooth mark—he was certain his wife was having an affair with another man. He dared not think further, never imagining that Jin Ling would have had affairs with six men at once!

"You bitch, have you fucked other men?" Zhou Song asked, panting heavily.

"Yes, I've been fucked by many men...I like being fucked by men..." Jin Ling continued to respond, but it was the truth.

"How many men?" Zhou Song then began to move slightly.

"Six...six..." Jin Ling hummed.

"Who are they?" "I don't know them, they're migrant workers from out of town...oh oh oh..." Zhou Song was a smart man; he had a hunch. He thought to himself that there were men, but probably not six—he also assumed Jin Ling was just going along with him. So, while vigorously thrusting, he asked her how those men had fucked her. Jin Ling recounted the gang rape process, getting herself very excited—she even deliberately emphasized that those men had ejaculated inside her vagina, and a lot of it—as she said this, Zhou Song couldn't help but ejaculate inside her as well.

Zhou Song rested on Jin Ling for a moment and said, "I'm sorry, you didn't have an orgasm, did you?" "It's okay..." Jin Ling was so moved she almost cried. Such a good husband, and she had done something to betray him. However, the tingling sensation in her vagina quickly dispelled this feeling, making her unconsciously think of those two huge penises again. She murmured, "If... I mean, if... oh..." "What? Tell me!" Zhou Song said sincerely.

"Do you really want me to be fucked by someone else?" Jin Ling asked shyly.

"I..." Once a man's lust subsides, everything changes. Zhou Song himself couldn't guarantee he wouldn't be jealous, and at this moment he also wanted to know what secret Jin Ling had. "I don't know, but when I think about you being fucked by another man, I feel very excited." "If... I... I have sex with another man... will you still love me?" Jin Ling stared into Zhou Song's eyes, wanting to know the answer.

"As long as you don't fall in love with someone else, I'll still be with you. I want you to be happy, and I'm afraid of losing you! I'm not worried about you sleeping with other men, but I don't want that to happen without my knowledge!" "I love you!" Jin Ling said, hugging Zhou Song, deeply moved.

After that, there was silence, and the two fell asleep in each other's arms.
Posting is really tiring. There's more to come, but I have to go out for a bit and will continue later. I hope this isn't a duplicate; I checked 10 pages and there were no duplicates.

Zhou Song's Spring: For the next period of time, Zhou Song and Jin Ling's life became more harmonious. Because Jinling no longer resisted initiating teasing and using lewd language, she would always recount the spectacular gang rape during sex in an incredibly vivid way. However, she had lost interest in Chen Yan as the protagonist and instead told the story of being robbed and gang-raped. The story was quite well-crafted, with detailed descriptions of the gang rape, complete with some fantasy lines—saying that the men wanted her to be their sex slave, a prostitute to earn money for them, and at this point she would always ask Zhou Song if he wanted her to be a prostitute;—saying that the men, like Zhou Song, thought her vagina was too... Kuan, every day, many men would gang rape her to satisfy her, and Jinling's eyes were full of anticipation as she spoke of this; -- she said those men would give her away like trash to every man who saw her to fuck; -- and so on, and Zhou Song would nod excitedly, even his penis nodding along -- after ejaculating, he would ejaculate directly into Jinling's vagina, and Jinling no longer insisted that he wear a condom -- because Jinling had taken precautions herself, taking birth control pills, and she felt that this was both realistic and she didn't have to be busy for those few days every month.

Jinling still often visited Chen Yan's house, but for Jinling, the orgasms with Zhou Song were no longer orgasms, but merely preludes -- although there were orgasms, they were like fleeting moments, and compared to the uninterrupted fulfillment and intense stimulation of that night, it was just an itch on top of an itch, so she really hoped that the gang rape feast would happen again, but it never happened. Chen Yan seemed to have forgotten about it and never mentioned it again.

Occasionally, Jin Ling would drag Zhou Song along to Chen Yan's house. Zhou Song didn't usually visit Jin Ling's friends easily, but Chen Yan was an acquaintance, and Jin Ling had previously mentioned that Chen Yan was now a prostitute, so he wanted to see what she was like. Besides, Zhou Song had always hoped that his wife could become more promiscuous. Although the situation had improved significantly, it was still far from Zhou Song's goal, so he went anyway. He wanted to gain experience from the visit—how to make his wife a promiscuous young woman who was available to all men, and to achieve his wish in the short term—to have his wife's vagina visited by 100 men's penises.

Jin Ling, however, had her own plans. She wanted to reveal what happened that night, but she had to drag Zhou Song into it. So, she wanted to use Chen Yan, this wanton woman, to seduce her husband while simultaneously avoiding openly becoming a prostitute. She could only enjoy the men's bounty in Chen Yan's house—this Jin Ling was no longer the same Jin Ling; she was now a harlot, but still maintained her composure because she still felt shame and considered prostitution a despicable thing!

Chen Yan knew what Jin Ling was thinking, but she pretended not to know anything. She was determined to make Jin Ling speak up herself, so that Jin Ling could truly become a shameless harlot—this was her goal, and also Zhou Song's goal.

Two months had passed since that night of passion, and it was now August. Students were on summer vacation, workers were busy, and the weather was hot.

August 12th, sunny.

Early in the morning, Jinling went to Chen Yan's house. Last night's sexual intercourse with Zhou Song had left her unable to control her need for external semen to replenish her increasingly empty vagina—Zhou Song had ejaculated before she reached orgasm, a frequent occurrence in the past two months—so much so that she constantly missed Jianwu and Aniu.

Chen Yan, as usual, rambled on about the ups and downs of the stock market, still not mentioning anything else.

Mentioning stocks, Jinling's inspiration surged, and she asked, "Have you made any money lately?" "Losing, losing badly. Luckily, I didn't invest much; haven't you seen the national stock market is sluggish?" Chen Yan said calmly.

"It's okay, hehe, your stocks lost a little, but your slutty pussy made a big profit, isn't that still a profit?" Jinling said.

"You little bitch!" Chen Yan laughed, thinking, "Finally, you've spoken," and continued, "You dare to make fun of me! Have you started thinking about men yourself?" "Yes, I have!" Jinling said generously.

"I know who you're thinking about!" Chen Yan said smugly.

"Then... who am I thinking about?" Jin Ling muttered to herself.

"Those two ugly men with big dicks, right?" Chen Yan gestured with her middle finger, pointing it upwards.

"No way..." Jin Ling, her thoughts guessed, changed her mind and asked, "Have you been sleeping with them lately?" "You said no, but you ask about them as soon as you get here!" Chen Yan suddenly pounced on Jin Ling, pulling down her pants as she said, "Let me see if I'm wet again, you little bitch!" Jin Ling didn't stop her, and her pants were quickly pulled down to her knees, revealing a pair of black lace-trimmed panties—a birthday gift from Zhou Song. She rarely wore them because they were uncomfortable, but since the brawl, she had always hoped to attract men's attention. Although men couldn't see her panties, she still liked to wear something sexy.

Chen Yan exclaimed as if she had discovered a new continent, "Wow, wearing such sexy underwear! Who are you trying to seduce? Hehehe!" "Who am I trying to seduce? Honestly, unlike you, you don't even need to wear underwear!" As she spoke, she pounced on Chen Yan and lifted her skirt—sure enough, she wasn't wearing underwear.
"I'm just doing this for convenience, and besides, it's so hot, it's uncomfortable to wear underwear! Only you, I've never seen you wear a skirt, have I? In this hot weather, you don't even wear a skirt to let in some air! Hehe, aren't you afraid of getting a problem from stuffiness!" Chen Yan said with a double meaning.

"Hey, by the way, what about all those things you filmed the other day?" Jin Ling suddenly remembered that she had been filmed during the orgy.

"Want to see them?" Chen Yan said with a lewd smile, "You were so lewd that day, a complete slut. In a while, I'll have to give you my title of 'big slut'!" "Big slut, hurry up, I'm dying of impatience!" Jin Ling found the term "slut" very stimulating; she used to find it very offensive.

"I cleared it away a long time ago, you thought I would keep it?" Chen Yan laughed. This was true; keeping anything was always dangerous.

"Really?" "Why would I lie to you! You can't keep this kind of thing. If it gets stolen or someone sees it by chance, it'll be ruined!" Chen Yan said. "Besides, I feel really bad for Zhou Song..." Jin Ling hesitated for a moment and said, "Oh, don't be like that. Who's blaming you? Besides... maybe Zhou Song should thank you... hehe..." "Why?" "Because... Zhou Song and I made up, and our relationship seems even better than before." "Really! You saying that makes me feel much better!" Chen Yan pretended to be very sullen and continued, "Didn't you see I haven't dared to mention this lately? I was afraid you'd blame me!" Jin Ling straightened her pants and asked, "Where did you buy that perfume?" "Do you want one too? I'll give you a bottle!" With that, she got up and walked towards the bedroom.

Jin Ling followed her in.

Chen Yan pulled a bottle of perfume from the bedside table and handed it to Jin Ling, saying, "I use this perfume a lot, so I bought a few bottles for the house. Hehe, I didn't expect you to like it too." "Thanks, hehe, I'll buy you some next time!" Jin Ling took it and put it in her bag. She looked around and noticed a new air conditioner had been installed. She asked, "When was it installed?" "What?" "I mean, the air conditioner." Jin Ling pointed to the air conditioner on the wall.

"I bought it the day you left," Chen Yan said with a wicked smile.

"Which day?" Because Jin Ling had been coming over frequently lately, she didn't know the exact date.

"Do I have to be so explicit? It was the day you were acting!" Chen Yan deliberately emphasized the word "acting." "You don't know, they said my room was too hot the next day, so they had no choice but to install one. Luckily, it wasn't very expensive. But it really works; it's really hot with all the doors and windows closed." Jin Ling smiled shyly.

Chen Yan looked at Jin Ling and asked, "Did Zhou Song notice anything after you went back that day?" "No!" Jin Ling replied confidently.

"Oh," Chen Yan thought for a moment before responding, "You little bitch, do you want your breasts to be as big as mine?" Jin Ling answered without hesitation, "Yes, Zhou Song always complains that my breasts are small, it's so annoying! Do you have a way to make them bigger?" "There's definitely a way, it's just a matter of whether you want to!" Chen Yan smiled and puffed out her chest, as if in a show of defiance—Chen Yan's breasts appeared even more prominent under the tight-fitting clothes, and her alluring curves were indeed captivating.

"What way?" Jin Ling asked eagerly.

"You know I used to be like you, right?" Chen Yan said.

"Yes," Jin Ling nodded.

"If I told you it was from being fucked by men, would you believe me?" Chen Yan laughed.

"Ah..." Jinling didn't know what to say, but this answer was exactly what she expected, and she had even been looking forward to it—Zhou Song had once told her that breasts would gradually grow larger after being stimulated by different men, and she wanted to use this to cover up her desire to be fucked by other men.

"We're both women, why are you hesitating! I've told you everything!" Chen Yan said aggrievedly.

"I...believe...because Zhou Song told me!" Jinling also felt sorry for Chen Yan.

"Then tell me the truth, do you want to..." Chen Yan paused and continued, "...to make your breasts bigger..." "Of course I want to...but...I..." Jinling knew that Chen Yan was hinting at whether she wanted to be fucked by men.

"What do you mean, 'what do you mean,' as long as you want it, I'll take care of the rest!" Chen Yan patted her chest like a big man and said, "I can guarantee that it will not only be comfortable but also profitable, and it can even enhance your breasts, hehe..." "But, Sister Yan, I'm afraid Zhou Song will find out... Besides... I've never done it before, who would come!" "Never done it before? I have done it before! Just come to my house on time every day. It doesn't matter if you're busy or not, hehe, if there are no little bitches, there are still big bitches!" Chen Yan said with a wicked smile, "As for Zhou Song, didn't you say that Zhou Song also likes you to be a prostitute?" "That's what I said, but who knows if it's true or not!" Jin Ling said uneasily, "When we make love, I always tell him about what happened that day. He probably thinks I'm just trying to please him, but he's very excited!" "You told him everything?" Chen Yan asked in surprise.

"No, I made up a story according to his instructions, saying I was robbed and then gang-raped, that's all I said," Jinling said, looking at Chen Yan.

Chen Yan was secretly delighted. What a slut's life—she dared to tell her husband such things! It seemed she really wanted to be a slut. Chen Yan knew Jinling wanted her to sleep with her husband, but she couldn't say it herself; it would be more exciting if Jinling said it. So she pretended to be preoccupied—"That's true, who knows if Zhou Song really would let you become a slut!" "I have an idea..." Jinling said, looking at Chen Yan.

"What idea?" Chen Yan almost burst out laughing.

"It's...you sleep with my husband..." Jinling hesitated for a moment but still said shyly. She herself felt very embarrassed. To ask another woman to seduce her husband in order to become a prostitute was almost unheard of, let alone that she had actually said it.

After saying that, Jinling felt relieved—once the feeling of shame was abandoned, she would not care about doing anything.

Chen Yan couldn't help but laugh after she finished speaking.

Jin Ling also felt incredibly embarrassed, but what's said is said, and words can't be taken back. She grabbed Chen Yan with a shy laugh and said, "Oh, you big bitch, you bullied me, knowing full well you still made me say it..." "Okay, okay, it's my fault, it's my fault! You little bitch, I think you're just missing men, aren't you?" Chen Yan said with a laugh.

"I am missing men, so what?" Her shame had vanished, and Jin Ling spoke frankly.

"Who are you missing? Tell me!" Chen Yan laughed.

"I'm missing Jianwu, I'm missing Lao Niu, I'm missing Lao Huang, I'm missing all men, so what? Hehe." As she spoke, Jin Ling couldn't help but laugh herself.

"Then I'll call them over tonight..." Chen Yan said.

"Okay!" Chen Yan was interrupted by Jin Ling before she could finish.

"I want to call them over to keep me company, what's it to you!" Chen Yan said with a mocking laugh.

"Then I'll stay here and ruin your plans! Hehehe!" Jinling retorted, "And I'm going to strip naked and wait for them to come." "Stop joking around, let's get serious," Chen Yan said.

"Who's joking around? I really am waiting for them." Jinling had lost all sense of shame and was eager to relive the passion of that day. "I really mean it, you big bitch, Sister Yan, please, please help me!" Chen Yan hadn't expected Jinling to be so "avant-garde" in her request, and she wanted to humiliate Jinling even more: "I can't stop them from wanting to go to a prostitute!" "But... that day... wasn't it you who invited them here?" Jinling didn't know that it was all Chen Yan's scheme.

"Yeah, that day I wanted to teach you how to seduce men, but I never expected you to be seduced by men instead!" Chen Yan said, shaking her head innocently. "I originally wanted to perform for you, but who knew you'd become the main character? Ugh... I got fucked by four men for nothing and didn't get a single penny!" "Then... do we have to wait until they want to go to a prostitute?" Jin Ling asked, unwilling to give up.

"No, we don't have to. Just tell them it's free..." Chen Yan deliberately glanced at Jin Ling and said slowly, knowing that Jin Ling would interrupt.

"Free is free, there are plenty of opportunities to make money anyway!" Jinling said happily, even happier than if she had found a gold ingot. "Besides, everything you said is on your mind, no backing out!" "You make it sound so easy. You're such a slut, a whore's life!" Chen Yan laughed without restraint. "But don't keep offering things for free, otherwise who will we make money from?" "I am a slut, so what, hehe, I just like being a slut." Jinling was immersed in the sweet memories of the orgy, then turned to Chen Yan seriously and said, "I didn't know before..." "I knew being a slut was so comfortable! I wish I had been one too! Just this once, please? Please..." "Aren't you afraid of Zhou Song..." "It's okay, even if I go back and tell him, he'll just think I'm pandering to him! Hehe." Jin Ling didn't care about Zhou Song at this moment; she only hoped that those strange men would insert their familiar penises into her vagina again and ejaculate... "Aren't you afraid I'll tell Zhou Song?" Chen Yan said seriously, and she had such a plan—because Chen Yan had guessed that Zhou Song liked this kind of thing.

"Call him over, let's see if I'm scared!" Jin Ling guessed that Chen Yan wouldn't do that, so she kept her mouth shut.

Chen Yan didn't want to expose her at this time; she wanted to surprise Jin Ling and completely liberate her mind. So she looked at Jin Ling with a wicked smile and said, "I think six men aren't enough, are they?" "What about you? Do you want one?" Jin Ling asked.

"You'll have to pay to fuck me, I'm not as cheap as you!" Chen Yan knew that the more she called her cheap, the more it would provoke Jin Ling. "You even begged those dirty and ugly men to fuck you..." "..." Jin Ling couldn't help but squeeze her thighs together, because her vagina was starting to secrete a lot of lustful fluid again. She thought to herself, so be it, "Call as many as you can, what can you do when you're already cheap? It's only when your cunt is itchy that it's uncomfortable!" Chen Yan smiled and thought to herself, what would Zhou Song's expression be if he saw her being fucked by a dozen men? The thought was interesting and exciting—if Zhou Song were her husband... She couldn't help but chuckle.

"What are you laughing at?" Jin Ling looked at her in confusion.

"Nothing much, how about you go grocery shopping? But take a shower first, spray on some nice perfume before you go!" "Grocery shopping requires a shower? Why? It's only a little past eight in the morning, what are we going to do?" "I want Lao Huang and the others to come over early to get some serious business done! Don't you want that?" Chen Yan grinned mischievously, "Wear my skirt, preferably without underwear, try it, it's quite exciting! I guarantee you'll like it, hehe..." Jin Ling took a shower, put on light makeup, sprayed on strong perfume, and then went out wearing the outfit Chen Yan had picked out for her—and she really wasn't wearing underwear.

Chen Yan watched her leave and then picked up the phone.

"Hello, Zhou Song?" Chen Yan said.

"Yes, Sister Yan!" Zhou Song recognized Chen Yan's voice, "Missed me, didn't you?" "Yes, where did Jin Ling go?" Chen Yan wanted to know what Jin Ling had told Zhou Song.

"She probably went to a friend's house, where else could she go!" Zhou Song said.

"You really trust her? What if she cheats on you or runs off with another man?" Chen Yan teased.

"Hehe, I'd rather she cheats on me!" Zhou Song said casually.

"Do you know what she's been doing?" Chen Yan asked.

"What could she be doing! Probably playing mahjong!" "Hehehe, I didn't realize you really trusted your wife! Just kidding, she's with me. I just called her out to buy groceries. Come over for lunch! She said she has a surprise for you..." Chen Yan thought to herself, this surprise is really big.

"Okay, I'll be right there." "Don't come too early. It's only a little past nine. I know you're a late riser. Sleep a little longer, come at eleven. There's no one else here, you'll definitely get restless!" Chen Yan wanted to get the show started, otherwise the "surprise" effect wouldn't be achieved.

"You're so considerate. I wish you were my wife!" Zhou Song wasn't lying; he genuinely liked Chen Yan. On one hand, she was sexier than Jin Ling, but more importantly, she was more generous (to put it nicely, generous; to put it bluntly, lewd).

"Okay, then you'd better fulfill your duties as a husband! Hehehe," Chen Yan said with a lewd laugh. "The doorbell rang, I hung up!" Then she dialed Lao Huang's number… "Lao Huang?" "Heh, why so early? No business yesterday?" Lao Huang leered.

"You old geezer, you've hit the jackpot today!" Chen Yan said with a light laugh.

"Handsome what? Are you going to offer free services again?" Lao Huang asked.

"Free services, that's true, but not me, hehehehe," Chen Yan said, finding it unbelievable herself. Having been gang-raped once, she was now begging for a man to fuck her. "Do you remember last time?" "Which last time?" Lao Huang wasn't a local; with women not around, prostitution wasn't unusual for him.

"It's that woman I set up last time, my friend—right, the one you guys thought had a wide vagina, remember?" "Oh, it's her, I remember now, she's my type, lots of hair and looks pretty innocent," Old Huang smacked his lips, reminiscing. "But she has a huge appetite, she practically drained us dry that day..." "She wants to provide free services for you again, hehe, you should thank those two ugly bastards!" Chen Yan said with a smile. "

Really?" Old Huang asked in surprise, "Then we should thank Old Ke and Old Niu, how many people do you need this time?" "You decide, if you're smart you can make a little money!" Chen Yan said.

"How can I make money?" Old Huang asked, puzzled.

"You're really stupid, how could you be a foreman!" Chen Yan scolded. "She's providing free services, you're the one who called her, shouldn't you charge her a token amount?" "Right, right, how come I didn't think of that!" Old Huang exclaimed, suddenly realizing. "Then... how much do you think is appropriate? I'll split it with you!" "No need for a split, you can keep it for yourself to pick up women, hehehe," Chen Yan pondered for a moment and said, "Charging twenty or thirty yuan shouldn't be too much, right?" "Right, right, not too much, not too much! Then let's charge twenty yuan, anyway, it's not me getting fucked, less..." "It doesn't matter. Hahaha," Old Huang thought. Making money while having sex—what a great deal! Luck is truly unstoppable. He then asked, "How many should we find?" "Since you know she has a big appetite, do I need to teach you? Just count how many times you played with her that day, and you'll know how many people you need!" "No way! We played with her dozens of times! Where am I supposed to find so many people?" Old Huang himself didn't remember exactly how many times they'd played; he only knew that one person was on top and another on the bottom, so he didn't care how many times they'd played.

"Just don't have fewer people than last time," Chen Yan said.

"When are we going? Now?" Old Huang asked anxiously. He wanted to make this money as soon as possible; it was much better than being a foreman.

"Yes, now! Otherwise, it'll be difficult with so many people." At this moment, a knock came at the door. Chen Yan said, "Okay, she's here. You'd better hurry up and come over, hehehe, I'm hanging up." The door opened, but it wasn't Jin Ling; they'd knocked on the wrong door. Not long after, Lao Huang arrived with a large group of men. Chen Yan counted them and found there were fifteen of them, of varying heights. Except for A Yong and Hu Zai, who were somewhat photogenic, the rest were wrinkled, dark-skinned, and ugly men. She thought to herself, "This is bad. They might ruin Jin Ling's life."

Chen Yan pulled Lao Huang aside and said, "You're exaggerating! You've brought so many people!" "Didn't you say you wanted more people?" "But there aren't that many. How can one woman handle so many people?" Chen Yan said with concern.

"Don't worry, that slut is heavily pregnant and has a big appetite. Besides, aren't you free? If she can't handle it, you can take her place." Lao Huang's idea was sound; he wanted to take advantage of any opportunity. "Lao

Huang said that the respectable young woman named Jin Ling misses us, is that right?" A Niu couldn't forget Jin Ling, because she was the first person to lick his anus.

"Where's the person who treated us?" asked a square-faced man who looked to be in his thirties or forties.

"We haven't been with a woman for almost a month!" said another man with a round face.

"You guys are in too much of a hurry. She'll be here soon." Chen Yan turned to Lao Huang and pulled him into the study. She added, "Lao Huang, with so many of you here, it's not convenient for me. Why don't we let them go back first?" "This... how can we do that?" Lao Huang hesitated.

"Why not?" Chen Yan glared at him. "Don't you think about me? What will my neighbors think of me? What will they think of you? You should leave two or three people. Fewer people means more fun. Too many people will easily cause a ruckus, right? Besides, you should tell your underlings that each person can only have sex once and leave immediately. Then another group can come. Wouldn't that be better?" "But... what if they don't agree?" Lao Huang still hesitated, worried that the money he had just earned would slip away.

"I don't care about that. Let me tell you, messing around like this can easily cause problems. I don't think you want anything to happen, right? Besides, it's not like we're forbidding you from doing it, right?" Chen Yan winked coquettishly at Lao Huang.

"Well, okay—I'll give it a try!" Lao Huang reluctantly agreed.

"Not just try, it has to be this way!" "I'll listen to you, okay?" Lao Huang leered and groped Chen Yan's chest.

"That's right, do you think I'd forget you for the benefits? Hehehe..." The two left the study, and Lao Huang told everyone else to leave first, leaving only the three new faces. They started chatting and laughing in the living room when suddenly there was a loud knocking on the door—Chen Yan opened the door, and there stood Zhou Song!

Chen Yan hadn't expected Zhou Song to arrive so quickly. She never imagined that Zhou Song had long liked sexy women and enjoyed taking advantage of them. The explicit words on the phone had naturally aroused Zhou Song's interest—but Zhou Song wasn't someone who would take advantage of just any woman; he had high standards.

"Oh... so fast..." Chen Yan let him into the house.

As Zhou Song entered, he was somewhat surprised to see the group of men. Remembering he was going to eat there, he asked, "Is there some kind of festival here?" Usually, such a large gathering was only for special occasions; it was a local custom. Zhou Song assumed these men were guests invited by Chen Yan, but he never imagined they were there to have sex with his wife!

"These are my friends, everyone get to know each other," Chen Yan said to Zhou Song. "Perfect timing, I have a computer in my study, go check if there's anything wrong. Don't come out unless it's absolutely necessary." Hearing about the computer saved Zhou Song the awkwardness of being with these vulgar people. He nodded to the men and went into the study. Chen Yan smiled seductively at him and said, "Take a look at what good stuff you have here. I'll keep these men company, you play by yourself! I'll come back to keep you company later, hehehe." With that, Chen Yan closed the door and went straight into the hall.

Inside the hall... The three newbies were asking Lao Huang and his group some questions, while Lao Huang and his group smugly gesticulated and exaggerated, leaving the three migrant workers dumbfounded.

"Bang bang bang..." "Sister Yan... Sister Yan..." Jin Ling called from the doorway.

Chen Yan said from inside the hall, "The slut is here, it's your turn to try it out!" Upon hearing this, everyone rubbed their hands together, eager to try.

When the door opened, what caught the eyes of the group of men was Jin Ling dressed in a business suit—willow-leaf eyebrows, almond-shaped eyes, a slender waist and full hips, wearing a short-sleeved white shirt on top and a short skirt that slit 10 centimeters above the knee on the bottom, paired with long, flowing black hair and big, expressive eyes—making everyone stunned—this was no longer the slut Lao Huang had described, but a pure and beautiful young woman.

Jin Ling was startled by the people in the hall, but seeing Lao Huang, she understood what was going on. She hadn't expected a newcomer, and one who had arrived so early. Disappointed that Jianwu and A Niu were missing, she shyly lowered her head and went into the kitchen.

"Hey!" Chen Yan shouted, waking the men. "Have you all finished looking?" "She...she's that...slut?" the square-faced man stammered.

"What, don't you believe me?" Chen Yan laughed, deliberately shouting loudly, "Jin Ling, you little bitch, come here!" Zhou Song heard this in the study and knew Jin Ling had arrived, but he couldn't figure out what the little bitch had to do with his wife, assuming they were two different people—if Chen Yan hadn't told him to, he would have loved to go out and see.

"Coming..." Jinling's voice came from the kitchen. "Aren't you going to cook?" "I'll cook, you stay with them!" Chen Yan said, laughing lewdly at the men. "Let's see if you can undress her the fastest! She just said she'd undress and wait for you, so I don't think you need to wait." "No problem, any prizes?" Old Huang leered.

"Dream on!" Chen Yan said, turning and swaying her big buttocks as she walked towards the kitchen, opening the kitchen door and winking at Jinling.

Jinling put down what she was holding and left the kitchen, turning into the living room. However, although she had been intimate with Old Huang, she didn't know them, especially with three new faces. Jinling was inevitably reserved, simply sitting opposite the men making tea and serving water.

Her sitting down almost made the four men opposite her bleed from their noses—because the sofa the four of them were sitting on was low, while Jinling was sitting on a high plastic stool, facing the men directly. When she was making tea, her legs were naturally spread apart, and the view under her skirt was clearly visible. Jinling, however, forgot that she wasn't wearing underwear. She only felt that the men's eyes seemed a little strange. But she thought that maybe they both knew what was going to happen next and were just feeling awkward, so she didn't take it to heart.

To prevent the awkward atmosphere from spreading, Jinling took the initiative to speak. She didn't want to have sex in such an embarrassing situation, as that would ruin the atmosphere. So, she asked, "Aren't we working today?" "Uh..." The crowd snapped out of their daze, no longer staring at Jinling's crotch, but instead stealing glances—it's strange how people are; being naked doesn't seem interesting anymore, but rather subtly whetting the men's appetite.
"No..." they all said in unison.

A burly man with a square face, also sitting on the sofa, his head towering over the others, swung his body and muttered, "Old Huang said you have a big appetite, and now it seems it's true!" Jinling felt her face flush. "What big appetite?!" "Looking at your innocent appearance, you went out without underwear..." the square-faced man added.

Jinling then remembered that she wasn't wearing underwear and why they had stared at her so intently. Her face flushed red. "How could you do this? Trying to peek at someone!" "We're not just going to peek, we're going to look openly!" Old Huang said, standing up and walking towards Jinling.

He squatted down next to her and began rubbing his hand against her inner thigh through her skirt, instantly warming the atmosphere. Everyone else gathered around, unzipping her pants while their hands began groping Jinling's body.

In a short while, three dissimilar penises were bobbing around Jinling, emitting the smells of urine and sweat—this smell further stimulated Jinling's senses, and the desire aroused by Zhou Song last night began to burn again in her heart. The smell of sweat and urine made her feel that if she opened her mouth and swallowed these filthy penises, she would be a slutty woman—this thought further stimulated her genitals, and she unconsciously flowed with lustful fluid. As the itching in her lower body intensified, Jinling let out a soft moan. She squinted her eyes, raised her head, opened her sexy lips, and took the urine-smelling penis into her mouth. She even looked at the owner of the urine-smelling penis with seductive eyes, and smiled slightly as if she was asking for praise, licking the penis in her mouth... The crowd laughed lewdly and said that it was very enjoyable.

"She looks so innocent, I can't believe it—" a man with a sour face laughed at the crowd, "This woman is sucking my cock... haha... her technique is top-notch... it feels amazing..." "Yeah... I can't believe it," the square-faced man echoed, already starting to undress Jin Ling.

Jin Ling ignored him, focusing on sucking the sour-faced man's penis as if it were a delicious ice cream.

The square-faced man unbuttoned Jin Ling's clothes and was about to take them off, so Jin Ling had to let go of the sour-faced man's penis and obediently let her clothes fall off her body. At the same time, she felt two hands groping her vulva under her skirt.

A Yong then took Jin Ling's right hand, which had just been freed from the sour-faced man's penis, and placed it on his own penis. Jin Ling cooperated by stroking it back and forth.

In this way, Jin Ling's left hand was still holding the sour-faced man's penis and constantly licking it, while her right hand was diligently rubbing A Yong's penis.

Chen Yan came out of the kitchen at this moment. She hadn't expected things to progress so quickly. She just wanted to tell them to go to her bedroom, but she saw Jin Ling, topless, surrounded by a group of naked men—she knew what they were doing.

"Don't start fucking in the living room, go to the bedroom! You little bitch! Are you that itchy?" Chen Yan said "little bitch" loudly, her intention being for Zhou Song in the study to hear.

Zhou Song heard it too, and knew that a wonderful show was unfolding outside the living room. However, he had been told beforehand that he couldn't go out, but he didn't regret it because he had found something good on the computer—a documentary about Chen Yan—this slut, getting slept with and keeping a record, really something—Zhou Song thought to himself, and was happy to watch the documentaries in his room. He just didn't expect that the good show outside was starring his own wife, Jin Ling.

Hearing Chen Yan's cries, Jin Ling surprisingly said, "Alright, alright, I'll go into the room!" With that, she released her right hand from the penis, grabbed the shirt still in the square-faced man's hand, and walked shirtless towards the bedroom.

"Hahaha..." the group of men burst into laughter.

"So exciting, how can she be so slutty!" said the man with the bitter face.

"It's just a pity her vagina is too loose...like she's given birth..." Old Huang sighed regretfully.

Jin Ling poked her head out of the bedroom and said sweetly, "Who's given birth? If you don't want to fuck me, fine!" "I want to fuck you, I want to fuck you! Have you forgotten that I like hairy sluts like you the most?" Old Huang said urgently.

"That's more like it!" Jin Ling said smugly, "My husband also says that hairy women look sexier!" "Yes, yes, hairy women are easier to fuck!" Old Huang lewdly grinned.

"You have a husband?" the square-faced man asked.

"Can't I have a husband?" Jin Ling didn't peek out this time; only the sound of a zipper could be heard.

"Okay...your husband doesn't want you anymore?" The square-faced man grinned mockingly.

"Who said that? My husband loves me very much!" Jin Ling peeked out again, giggling smugly.

"So your husband can't satisfy you, that's why you're working as a prostitute?" Old Huang didn't want to be tied up; it was supposed to be a free service, but he charged others 20 yuan for it.

"Mind your own business! You're getting a good deal and you're still talking nonsense. You'll have to pay more if you want to fuck me next time!" Jin Ling said lasciviously. "I haven't settled accounts with you six men for fucking me for so long last time!" "As long as you let us fuck you to our hearts' content, we'll settle accounts. We'd even die for you, hahaha," said

the man with the bitter face. The men laughed again and went into the bedroom, finding Jin Ling already changed into a nightgown and lying on the bed.

Meanwhile, Zhou Song, who was in the study, had overheard this conversation and already knew what surprise Chen Yan had in store for him.

He never imagined his wife could utter such lewd words. A surge of aching yet excited blood rushed to his lower body. He had been trying so hard to persuade his wife, but now he discovered how lewd and despicable she was—and what she said was actually true, six men—God, no wonder the books say that women with lots of pubic hair are lewd, and women with wide vaginas have big mouths! Chapter
5 (March 4th)

Zhou Song, the pimp, desperately wanted to go out and see what was happening, but he was afraid of disrupting the burgeoning lewd atmosphere. His minimum goal was about to be achieved—how exciting and thrilling it was! Witnessing his wife naked, surrounded by a group of strange men, committing shameless acts—strange penises repeatedly entering her vagina, leaving countless memories—one, two, three… so many strange penises… so much lewd semen… countless thrusts… and… his wife's wanton moans… "I want her to be raped by 100 men in a week, this vile slut, this is her punishment…" "I want her to be manipulated and humiliated by countless men in front of me…" "I want her to become an unparalleled prostitute, to be manipulated by ten thousand men, no, more than ten thousand, to be fucked by every man in the world, this slutty whore…" Zhou Song thought, contemplating countless ways to humiliate his wife… The way he was being manipulated, the rising desire in his heart made his pants bulge high, and he couldn't help but quietly open the door and go out... Zhou Song walked out of the study and leaned against the side wall of the corridor—his wife was lying on the bed in a white silk one-piece lingerie with cutouts at the chest and abdomen, her legs spread apart in a tripod position, the lingerie rolled up to her thighs, revealing her abundant black plains and alluring valley; at this moment, she was like an adult film actress performing in front of four strange men, her left hand rubbing her breasts, her right hand gently stroking her thighs, occasionally rubbing her vulva, showing everyone her obscene wetness—it was gradually getting wet, the crystal-clear vaginal fluid mixed with the gray-black labia, like a pile of oiled charcoal, exposing her lustful thirst... The men were rustling and taking off their clothes, their eagerness and desire written on their faces, their rapid breathing filling the entire room... "Who wants to go first?" his wife called out to the men in a coquettish voice.

Zhou Song almost wanted to rush into the bedroom and immediately thrust his already out-of-control penis into his wife's vagina... "I..." "I'll go first..." "Let Lao Huang go first..." The men argued anxiously.

"Yes, I'll go first!" Old Huang laughed. "Last time, Jianwu and Aniu, those two big birds, beat me to it. This time, I have to go first no matter what, hehehe... Let me see this cunt..." With that, Old Huang, his belly protruding, swayed to his wife's crotch, reaching out to stroke her smooth, slender thighs. He shook his head as if appraising a treasure, saying, "Beautiful, so beautiful!" "Are your wives this beautiful? No, I don't think so!" He glanced up at the group of naked men... The man examined Jinling's body closely and said, "She's so slutty. Look at this cunt, it's already this wet in just a short while." Old Huang said, reaching out and scratching Jinling's vulva, picking at the sticky vaginal fluid and showing it to everyone, "Her husband must have been sucked until his legs went weak. You don't know, the six of us were all sucked dry that day. Jianwu and Aniu were the worst off, they couldn't even walk down these stairs, hahaha." "I'll suck you all dry today, you believe me?" his wife said with a lewd laugh.
"Hahaha..." The crowd laughed. They had never patronized a woman like this before—beautiful, innocent, and hot. Their only gang rape games were with Chen Yan, and they were a poor group. Chen Yan's fees were quite high, almost ten days' wages for them, so it was rare for them to patronize a prostitute. And now, they could gang rape this beauty in front of them for only 20 yuan—they could hardly believe it.

"Are you coming or not?" Jinling rubbed her breasts harder while spreading her legs wider, widening her previously tight vulva to reveal the bright red vaginal walls. "If you don't come soon, I'll find someone else!" "Come on, right now! Look at you, you little slut, so desperate for a man, how pathetic!" Old Huang leered, guiding his aged yet still imposing penis into Jinling's open vagina. A soft cry escaped her lips—her chest heaved even more rapidly… Jinling, who had guarded her deep cave for two months, finally let loose once more—excitement, stimulation, and the pleasure of fullness. The sensation finally arrived; it was the unfamiliar penis she had been longing for… The examination was complete, and the men surrounded her. These men, with their extensive experience with prostitutes, didn't hold back and got to work—Bitter Gourd stood beside Jin Ling's head, placing his hard, burning penis in front of her; Square Face pressed his head against Jin Ling's chest, kissing her breasts; another man rubbed his penis in one hand and stroked Jin Ling's parted thigh with the other—a delicate and fragrant thigh—he had touched many women's thighs, but never one so alluring, so delicate, so wanton.

The men felt as if they were in paradise, yet this paradise was so real. They couldn't accept that their ugly appearances, rough skin, and low-level jobs allowed them to have sex with a young woman with a charming voice, an angelic face, and delicate skin—it was unbelievable… They had reason not to believe it, even Zhou Song couldn't believe it—his wife, who had once shyly accepted his gentle kisses, was now skillfully performing oral sex on a strange and crude man, watching her lick his penis as if it were a melting, high-class popsicle. Eagerly, yearning to devour it, not letting a single drop go to waste…—His wife, who once moaned softly and conservatively when kissed by him on their wedding bed, now frequently let out annoying cheers and moans under the rape of a strange man. Zhou Song could almost feel the pleasure emanating from his wife's body. That penis, not much shorter than his own, brought her endless stimulation and humiliation. Yet, her pleasure was so intense and lingering…—His wife's body, once too shy to be displayed in the darkness, was now displayed in broad daylight before a group of strange men. The dim light couldn't extinguish the surging desire. Under the caress of the sunlight, this desire was unprecedentedly intense and persistent. The irritating smacking sounds emanating from his wife's constantly thrusting hips fueled the old, ugly man's labors in raping his wife, and would also inspire countless strangers to cultivate her...—what was once his exclusive development zone, that hidden, alluring black plain and that abyss-like trench, once displaying its demureness and preciousness beneath his crotch, now, under the thrusting of a stranger's penis, swelled with lustful fluids like a tide crashing against the shore, rolling... A few sparks rose, and the alluring black plain resembled a seashore reef, constantly gleaming from the constant washing of love fluid… Old Huang's lust was intense—he forcefully withdrew, leaving only the glans inside Jin Ling's body, the accompanying fluids moistening their genitals, then thrust in again, causing the labia, which had turned inside out during the withdrawal, to slip back into her vagina—and so came the annoying cries and the seductive sounds of flesh slapping together—"Oh…oh…ah…" "Splash…splash…"—and so it went… Chen Yan came out of the kitchen: "You saw everything?" Chen Yan smiled.

"This…" Zhou Song stammered, unable to say anything for a moment. He didn't know how to face his wife's friend—humiliation, excitement, and unease.

"Don't be nervous!" Chen Yan walked over to Zhou Song and patted his shoulder. "Don't be shy, I know you like this, don't you?" As she spoke, she reached out and touched Zhou Song's crotch, laughing lewdly, "Wow, it's so big!" "I...you..." Zhou Song didn't know what Chen Yan wanted to say, and he didn't know what to say either.

"Stop with the 'I' and 'you'," Chen Yan said, sitting down on Zhou Song's right leg while touching his penis. "Haven't you noticed? I think you've known for two months that your wife is very lewd, haven't you?" "You...how did you know?" Zhou Song said embarrassedly.

"Don't you think about it? Jinling can only fool herself. Just the smell of that perfume, haha..." Chen Yan continued with a laugh, "Doesn't she realize that after wearing perfume and then being gang-raped, the perfume seeps into her skin when she sweats, and no amount of rinsing helps? Besides, those men ejaculated inside her. They can wash it off the outside, but how can they wash it off the inside? You don't know how much those men ejaculated..." She then recounted the events of that day, specifically mentioning the detail that she had ejaculated all over the floor when she stood up. Zhou Song listened, finding it hard to breathe... "You've always liked her like this, haven't you?" Chen Yan smiled, unzipped Zhou Song's pants, and grasped his already erect penis. "I know what you want without you saying it!" After saying that, she... She lowered her head and began licking Zhou Song's penis. Zhou Song, not being a saint, naturally reached out and grabbed Chen Yan's sexy breasts, kneading them as well. He asked, "She... oh... she used to be very conservative... how could this be... and how did you know I like this kind of thing..." Chen Yan spat out the penis from her mouth and looked at Zhou Song, laughing, "It's all because of you. I haven't touched her for almost three months, making her feel so empty and lonely, so she came to me for help. I didn't know at first, but Ah Ling gave me a copy of 'Slut Nana' and said it was something you liked to read, so I guessed you might like your wife to be with someone like Nana in the book, hehe, otherwise I wouldn't have dared to drag her into this!" "Looks like... I should thank you?" Zhou Song laughed.

"No need for thanks, just don't blame me for corrupting your wife! Let's go to the study, there's a bed there." Chen Yan held Zhou Song's penis in one hand and opened the study door with the other. Chen Yan laughed lewdly, "You didn't expect your wife to be even more lewd than me, did you? Today she begged me to call those men, you heard me clearly, she begged me! I said I wouldn't do it, but she wouldn't let me go. You think there were only those four people in the living room?" "Are there others?" Zhou Song asked in surprise.

"Just wait and see today, there were more than a dozen people, I chased them all away!" Chen Yan laughed again, remembering the phrase "Jin Ling's free service," "You saw that old man, didn't you? Your wife bought sex and he took the money! Hehehe." "...Yes...what happened..." Zhou Song thought the old man had an unusual relationship with Jin Ling, so he asked nervously.

Chen Yan had also liked Zhou Song, so she gave him a detailed report of the situation, which dispelled Zhou Song's doubts.

"Looks like a real slut!" Zhou Song leered at Chen Yan, then continued, "But I like it!" "Let's go to the bed, it's uncomfortable here!" Chen Yan giggled as she stood up and took off her clothes, revealing her firm, full breasts.

Zhou Song grabbed her, buried his head in her chest, and kissed her passionately before they both fell onto the bed.

Zhou Song's oral skills were absolutely top-notch, thanks to Jin Ling's fondness for his sharp tongue, which had unconsciously spurred her on. He kissed Chen Yan until she was burning with desire, her hands caressing Zhou Song's head as she moaned incessantly.

Zhou Song had never been with such a voluptuous woman before, so he put on an even more enthusiastic performance. He then kissed his way down Chen Yan's chest to her abdomen, one hand already inside her skirt—finding a handful of her vaginal fluid. He then threw aside her skirt and was about to bury his head between her legs—"What...what are you doing?" Chen Yan asked shyly. She knew what Zhou Song was going to do, but she couldn't help asking—because no man had ever licked her genitals before.

"Eating your cunt!" Zhou Song laughed.

"But...it's dirty there..." Chen Yan said, her cheeks flushed.

"How can it be dirty? Haven't you showered?" Zhou Song lewdly approached Chen Yan's genitals, sniffed, and then looked up, saying, "No, it smells so good!" "I...it's been...fucked by so many men..." Chen Yan whispered.

"How many men?" Zhou Song asked, then put his mouth to Chen Yan's vulva and began to lick it.

"Oh..." Chen Yan let out a long breath. "..." Zhou Song started kissing Chen Yan's inner thighs, kissing her pubic hair, and then his tongue pushed open Chen Yan's vulva.

"Ah..." Chen Yan let out another moan, raising her hand to press Zhou Song's head and stroking it, looking like a loving mother stroking her child's head.

"Is it comfortable?" Zhou Song asked in a moment, "Others are dirty, but yours isn't!" "Mmm...it's very comfortable...no wonder Jin Ling likes it..." Chen Yan said sweetly.

"You still haven't told me how many men have fucked this place!" Zhou Song said vaguely.

"You bad boy, who's going to count!" "Will you tell me or not!" Zhou Song suddenly stuck out his tongue and pressed it against Chen Yan's clitoris. Chen Yan trembled and begged for mercy.

"I'll tell you, I'll tell you, it feels so good...at least four or five hundred, right..." "So many men haven't licked you?" Zhou Song asked, puzzled.

"Yes...they think I'm dirty..." "Has your husband never licked me before?" "No..." "You really don't understand romance!" Saying that, he licked her vigorously again, and then turned Chen Yan over and licked her anus, making Chen Yan pant softly.

Chen Yan was deeply moved by Zhou Song's actions. She didn't know that this was Zhou Song's hobby, but she knew that she had never been kissed so tenderly before. This tenderness made her feelings for Zhou Song closer to those of a married couple—it could be said that Zhou Song's lick sealed his fate. From then on, Zhou Song and Chen Yan acted like husband and wife. The two constantly trained and humiliated Jin Ling, while Zhou Song and Chen Yan earned money through Jin Ling's prostitution. Occasionally, Chen Yan would also play a supporting role. But

that's a story for later.

After licking for a while, Chen Yan got up and took off Zhou Song's clothes and pants, and then gave him oral sex for a while. As a reward, she also licked Zhou Song's anus.

Then Chen Yan lay down and opened her legs on her own. Zhou Song knelt between Chen Yan's legs, carefully examining her vulva, saying, "You're beautiful, and your cunt is gorgeous too." "Nonsense!" Chen Yan was taken aback by his praise.

"It's true, Ah Ling's cunt isn't as pretty as yours, but she has more pubic hair, which makes it more stimulating." "Hehe, you men are so strange. But that old man also likes Ah Ling's... cunt..." "Oh! It's hard to say about them?" Zhou Song became excited upon hearing about his wife's lewdness.

"Hehehe, you're even stranger, getting so excited when your wife's cunt is mentioned!" Chen Yan laughed jealously, "You really like letting others play with your wife?" "Hehe..." Zhou Song laughed awkwardly.

"Then try my cunt first, and I'll tell you!" Chen Yan spread her vulva open.

Zhou Song slowly inserted his penis into Chen Yan's vagina, feeling it was much tighter and more comfortable than Jin Ling's. Unlike Jin Ling, whose vagina was loose and required him to fantasize to reach orgasm.
"Your cunt is much better and tighter than my wife's!" Zhou Song said sincerely.

"Oh... um... those men all say so..." Chen Yan moaned softly.

"Are those men satisfied with my wife?" Zhou Song asked, his lower body beginning to move rhythmically.

"Oh... oh... oh... they... they still prefer me..." "Me too!" With a forceful thrust, Zhou Song plunged his penis completely into Chen Yan's vagina. In his mind, his wife was so shameless that she wouldn't even let anyone else have sex with her—that was outrageously shameless—and he loved that feeling. "I told her that a long time ago!" "Ah... what?" "I told her that even if you offered her cunt to a man, he might not want to have sex with her!" Zhou Song said each word clearly, pulling out his penis sharply with each word and then thrusting it in again.

"Oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...ah...ah...you...really...ah...ah...say that..." "Yeah, she was unhappy when she heard that, so we haven't made love for three months! If I hadn't smelled that fragrance when I came back that day, I really wouldn't have bothered with her!" "She's very popular now!" Chen Yan said with a teasing smile.

"That's because she's slutty..." Zhou Song grabbed Chen Yan's breast with one hand and held Chen Yan's raised leg with the other, thrusting vigorously.

"You like her slutty, don't you?" Chen Yan discovered a way to stimulate Zhou Song, which was to keep saying that Jin Ling was slutty, which could stimulate Zhou Song's sexual excitement.

"Hmm..." "Then do you like me?" "Yes." "Then who do you like more?" Chen Yan twisted her lower body uncomfortably.

"No...oh...it's different...she's my wife...I like her slutty...the more slutty she is...the more I like her..." Zhou Song said breathlessly.

"How can there be people like you? Ha... Oh..." Chen Yan wanted to laugh, but the penis inserted into her lower body made her roll her eyes.

"What's wrong with someone like me? Otherwise... where would there be so many prostitutes..." "Then... oh... oh... how do you plan to... make your... oh... wife... debase yourself..." Chen Yan enjoyed Zhou Song's lewd acts, thinking to herself, he's pretty good at it.

The mention of making his wife debase herself made Zhou Song more energetic, and he raped her even more vigorously. Before long, Chen Yan couldn't resist and climaxed... Because Chen Yan's vagina was tight, Zhou Song shouted and ejaculated inside her as well.

The two rested in each other's arms for a while. Chen Yan stroked Zhou Song's back and said coquettishly, "You still haven't told me!" "Tell me what?" "How you want your wife to be shameless!" Strangely enough, as soon as this was mentioned, the penis that was gradually shrinking inside Chen Yan's vagina suddenly throbbed and swelled up again. Zhou Song didn't pull out, leaving it inside Chen Yan's body. He held one of her breasts in each hand and said, "Hehe, I haven't thought about it yet!" "I'll help you think about it, okay?" Chen Yan shook her lower body coquettishly.

"Okay!" "Then tell me your thoughts so I can make a plan!" "I don't have any thoughts, the more slutty she is, the more exciting it is! Anyway, I'm handing her over to you, do whatever you want with her!" "Really? What other requirements do you have?" Chen Yan laughed, "I'll train your wife to be a super slut!" "My requirements," Zhou Song paused and said, "you have to become my wife too!" "Then should I be as slutty as Ah Ling?" "You decide, hehe." "Then tell me, do you have any more realistic goals?" Chen Yan said, "You can't just let me think aimlessly!" Zhou Song pondered for a moment and said, "How about this, see if you can get her to be fucked by 100 different men in two weeks, different men!" Zhou Song originally wanted to say one week, but he was afraid that there wouldn't be enough time and that it would be bad if things went too far. "You're really ruthless

, aren't you afraid of ruining Ah Ling!" Chen Yan glanced at Zhou Song, but she also felt that such a goal was indeed exciting.

"She's cheap! I like her cheap! And she has to willingly let men fuck her, you know? You can't force her, otherwise it won't show how cheap she is!" Zhou Song's penis was already erect again inside Chen Yan's vagina.

"Okay, okay..." Chen Yan's body was filled with increasing fullness, so she squinted her seductive eyes and whispered in Zhou Song's ear, "You... you're hard again..." After another fierce battle of flesh and a double climax, Chen Yan said while getting dressed, "You guys... can come live at my house from now on..." "Hmm... that's good, I'll lick your pussy every day, okay?" Zhou Song said with a lewd grin, kneading Chen Yan's breasts, "Do you like me licking you?" "Yes! Hehehe," Chen Yan laughed lasciviously, "Stop teasing me, if my pussy has just been fucked by another man, will you still lick it?" "As long as there's no man's semen inside, I'll lick it too!" Zhou Song said.

"That's not easy," Chen Yan continued, buttoning her clothes, "Men all like to ejaculate inside my pussy, looks like I won't be able to enjoy that. Let's go see your sexy wife... By the way, do these fifteen men count today?" "Count what?" "Count them in those 100 men." Chen Yan said.

"Yes, of course! But..." "But what?" "You'd better keep some evidence, otherwise how will I know if I've really achieved my goal?" Zhou Song grinned wickedly.

"I can't imagine what kind of man you are, scheming against your wife with another woman? Hehe." Chen Yan found the idea very exciting. "What kind of evidence do you want?" "I see you have a digital camera here, right?" "Yes, a data camera! What for?" "How about we make an album of adulterous photos?" Chen Yan was stunned by this idea. She couldn't imagine any man making an album of adulterous photos of his wife, but the idea was too exciting, and she was also shocked by the plot... "What are you daydreaming about?" Zhou Song pushed her.

"Oh, nothing! Go ahead." "Let's make a lover's photo album, and then paste up the photos of all the men who have slept with Ah Ling, and write down the number of times they've been slept with her..." Zhou Song said excitedly, "Don't you think just thinking about it is exciting?" "It is very exciting and thrilling, how about adding a clause about how much money we made from each man, wouldn't that be even more exciting?" Chen Yan also got excited.

"We should also take pictures of those men's penises, so that my slutty wife can see what kind of men and what kind of dicks have slept with her! Hehehe." "Hmm," Chen Yan couldn't help but be excited by this perverted idea, and she said in a coquettish voice, "Then should we make one for me too?" "Sure, you can even have a competition to see who is more attractive to men, and who gets slept with more men, hahaha." Laughing and talking, they walked out of the study.

Old Huang and Bitter Gourd had already completed their mission, and now Old Huang was sitting naked on the edge of the bed watching—Bitter Gourd's penis was still in Jin Ling's mouth, and the one slept with Jin Ling was that square-faced man.

Chen Yan waved to Lao Huang from outside the door.

Lao Huang came out and asked with a smile, "Hey...where did you guys hide just now?" "In the study. Am I good enough?" Chen Yan laughed and pointed to Lao Huang's strangely shaped penis covered in semen. "You didn't even ask Jin Ling to clean it up before coming out like that?" "Oh dear, you don't even know how many people are in there. I'm lucky I got to be the first to fuck that slut. The others are just standing there watching." Lao Huang said.

"How did it feel?" Zhou Song asked.

"Today was especially good. I didn't feel that slut's cunt was too wide...she was wild and cheap...and her slutty thing can bite, hehehe." Lao Huang said with satisfaction.

At this moment, Bitter Gourd also came out of the bedroom and said, "Wow... Sister Yan, your friend is the most shameless and slutty woman I've ever slept with, it's so exciting..." "This woman is really something, she looks so innocent, but I didn't expect her hole to be so incredibly slutty... Sister Yan, didn't you say she has a husband? I bet her husband is almost drained dry by her! With a woman like that as a wife, her husband must have been cuckolded at least eight thousand times... Hahaha..." "If her husband wasn't cuckolded, how could you guys have had so much fun? Hehehe," Zhou Song said with a laugh.

"That's true." "You've had your fun, go back first!" Chen Yan turned to Lao Huang and said, "It's not good to stay here for so long." "I want to have some more fun, there aren't many opportunities!" A Yong said.

"There will be plenty of opportunities later, next time, if she doesn't let you have sex with her, I'll let you play with her again, okay?" Chen Yan said, glancing at Lao Huang.

Old Huang understood and said, "Go back! Someone still needs to manage the construction site, right? Your Sister Yan might have something to tell you, I'll go back in a bit." "Okay," Bitter Gourd reluctantly turned back to the bedroom to get his clothes.

"What is it?" Old Huang said to Chen Yan.

"You idiot, I gave you such a good opportunity to make money off a slut and you don't even understand, all you think about is fucking..." Chen Yan flicked Old Huang's limp penis and continued.

"Ah... what are you doing!" Old Huang shouted.

Chen Yan closed the door behind her and whispered to Old Huang, "How much money have you collected so far?" "A Niu and Jian Wu are free, the others are twenty each, after deducting my own, there are twelve people who cost me 240 yuan." Old Huang calculated with his fingers.

"So you still want to make money?" Chen Yan asked.

"I want to, but how do I make money?" "You're really stupid! You tell them here that each person can only have sex once, and then they have to go back. How many men do you think my friend can sleep with?" "Oh, right, right, how come I didn't think of that!" Old Huang suddenly realized.

Zhou Song smiled and looked at Chen Yan, thinking, this slut is ruthless enough. At this rate, in less than five days, the number of men who have slept with his horny wife will definitely exceed 100.

"But you can't just call them over like that. Remember, you can't call locals... You have to send three people over every hour, every hour, understand? Whether you can make more money depends on yourself!" Old Huang thought for a moment and thought Chen Yan's words were right, so he got up, tidied himself up, and left first.

Zhou Song hid and looked at Jin Ling lying on the bed—in the bedroom.

At this moment, Jin Ling had a penis in her mouth, licking it with relish, looking like a Western porn star, her movements bold and passionate. Her lower body was being vigorously thrust into by a square-faced man—with each thrust of the man working diligently inside her, pleasurable, high-pitched, and obscene gasps escaped her throat.
The two men continued to tease and humiliate Jin Ling.

Zhou Song, witnessing his wife's wanton behavior in front of these ugly, vulgar, powerful men of varying ages, felt his own lower body aroused again. Was his usually conservative and demure wife truly the woman naked in bed at this moment? -- A slut is a slut, even with men like these fucking her, she's so wanton. Next time, he should catch a stray dog to fuck her!

He turned and pulled Chen Yan out of the bedroom, shoving her against the wall and pressing his lips against hers to kiss her. Chen Yan hadn't expected Zhou Song to return so soon, but she cooperated by pressing her lips to his. She felt Zhou Song's excitement; his breathing was rapid and heavy.

Zhou Song tried to take off Chen Yan's clothes, but Chen Yan stopped him: "Don't let them see, otherwise they'll take advantage of you again." The two went into the study. Before the door was closed, Zhou Song hurriedly tried to pull off Chen Yan's top, but then found it troublesome, so he simply pushed Chen Yan down on the bed. Without even lifting Chen Yan's skirt, he put his head under her skirt and started licking her vulva... Chen Yan was also infected by Zhou Song's behavior. She quickly took off her own top and started rubbing her breasts vigorously.

"Hmm... um... za... za..." Zhou Song licked Chen Yan's crotch, his hot breath burning Chen Yan's vulva, making Chen Yan feel her entire vulva surrounded by an impulse... Zhou Song licked for a while, his mouth covered with his own saliva and Chen Yan's vaginal fluid, stood up, quickly pulled down his pants, and then, holding his penis, which was red from two previous encounters, thrust it into Chen Yan's already dripping wet vulva... "Hurry up... take a picture right away... I... like it so much..." Zhou Song said, panting heavily.

"I... I... know..." Chen Yan also said, panting softly.

"Before... before, when you did it with me, you were... like a block of wood... damn it... being... being fucked so slutty by these ugly and thick... dirty men... fucking her to death..." Zhou Song said, thrusting his penis even harder.

"You...you...be gentle...oh...oh...oh...it's killing me...ah...do you...want to go in and take a look...?" "Wait...when she's...fucked to her satisfaction...huff...I...I'll go in then..." "Then...you...hurry up and...cum..." "I want you to orgasm first..." Zhou Song whispered.

Chen Yan kissed Zhou Song tenderly, saying, "No need, I can't... Oh... You're already very good..." "Why?" Zhou Song asked, puzzled.

"If I were that easy to orgasm, wouldn't I be fucked to death by those stinky men?" "Oh—that's true!" Zhou Song stopped worrying, but then he thought about how easy it was for his wife to orgasm, and said, "But... Jin Ling, that slut... she orgasms very easily..." "So concerned about her?" Chen Yan said jealously, "Your wife is being fucked by migrant workers right now!" "Won't there be any problems?" "Don't worry, your wife is a slut, no matter how many men fuck her, it's fine. Even a penis twice your size complains about her wide vagina, what can those childish guys do to him?" "Hmm, that makes sense..." A little while later, Zhou Song finally ejaculated a third time inside Chen Yan, but it trembled and nothing came out.

At noon, Chen Yan secretly cooked some food and ate with Zhou Song in the study. As for the group of men in the bedroom, only three remained, and they didn't feel hungry. Jin Ling was immersed in a fulfilling pleasure, her womb already saturated with the men's semen.

After eating, Chen Yan continued filming in the bedroom, while Zhou Song began designing the so-called "adulterer's album" in the study.

By the time Zhou Song finished the album, it was already six o'clock in the evening. During this time, the men in the bedroom had changed eight times, meaning that apart from the first four men who had already left, another 28 men had had sex with Jin Ling. Each man seemed to have agreed to spend fifteen to twenty minutes—the lewd scene was an important factor in the men's rapid ejaculation—and Jin Ling's orgasm still came so intensely and quickly.

Chen Yan then entered the study.

"Wow, I'm exhausted from filming!" she said lazily as she lay down on the bed.

"Are you done filming?" Zhou Song asked.

"They're all filmed. The last three are still fucking your wife, hehe..." Chen Yan chuckled and paused. "Guess what Lao Huang said?" "What did he say?" "He said all his men have been here, and the rest are locals, so he didn't dare call them..." Chen Yan's face showed an exaggerated and incredulous expression. She patted her chest and said, "I never believed a woman could be gang-raped by so many men. I used to take 15 clients a day at most, which made me need to rest for at least two or three days. You're not a woman, so you don't know. Sex is great, but if you do it too much, your genitals will hurt. Your wife is amazing..." "How many... does she have now?" Zhou Song asked excitedly and nervously.

"Including these three, that's a total of 35. I think you'll achieve your goal in less than three days! Hehehe." Chen Yan laughed again. "This is no challenge for your wife!" "Are these three filmed too?" Zhou Song asked.

"Yes!" Chen Yan nodded. "Only the classic scene is missing." "Bring it here quickly!" Zhou Song said nervously.

"It's in the bedroom! I think I'll wait a bit since I'll have to go there anyway. Besides, don't you want to go see how your wife is doing?" "I do want to see her, but is it appropriate to go now?" Zhou Song hesitated.

"Then I'll go take a look first. Hehe." The men finally left, leaving Jin Ling lying blankly in the space filled with the strong, fishy smell of semen. She didn't even notice Chen Yan and Zhou Song entering the bedroom.

Zhou Song could now see more clearly that his wife's lower body was completely enveloped by a foamy mixture of semen and vaginal fluid, with only her vulva, which had been repeatedly thrust into by the man's penis, still wide open, from which a white, viscous semen continuously flowed. His wife's breathing gradually became steady, her breasts still erect from the man's stimulation, surrounded by many teeth marks of varying depths, and her hands were gently caressing those teeth marks on her chest. The blush on her face gradually faded, revealing her pure beauty again, but the man's semen and her own saliva left at the corners of her mouth flowed down her cheeks, wetting her long hair by her ears, making her look tired and disheveled... "Little bitch..." Chen Yan looked at Zhou Song's reddened eyes and gently glanced at Jin Ling. She could feel Zhou Song's excitement and stimulation, but at this moment she wanted to see Jin Ling's expression even more, and she couldn't hide her own excitement.

"Hmm..." Jin Ling still didn't open her eyes, only responding casually, still immersed in the afterglow of her orgasm.

"Bitch..." Zhou Song spoke slowly but forcefully, his voice trembling with excitement.

This sound was like a bolt from the blue for Jin Ling—she opened her eyes abruptly, feeling the world spin. Her breathing, which had been gradually calming, suddenly quickened again, making it almost impossible to breathe—her husband was standing there, looking at her with a half-smile, looking at her genitals. She could see the anger and desire in Zhou Song's eyes—she followed Zhou Song's gaze to her genitals: her pubic hair, soaked with vaginal fluid and semen, was layered and bubbly. She couldn't see further down, but she could feel it—as if those men's penises hadn't left her body. Pleasure and unease flowed through her vagina, the unease intensifying with the flow of semen… She was now fully awake!

"You...I..." Jin Ling didn't know how to begin, or rather, she understood that any explanation would be meaningless—she had repeatedly tried to stop her husband from ejaculating inside her, yet now, more than one man's semen was flowing continuously from her uterus, vagina, vulva, pubic hair, and the bed. Anyone could clearly see that it was not the work of one man alone.

"What do you want to say?" Zhou Song calmed himself down. He wanted to make his wife feel pain, and to let her sink into eternal despair because of that pain. He wanted her to feel his anger, so he spoke calmly.

Jin Ling curled up, lying on her side to avoid looking at Zhou Song, and then began to sob—like a pitiful abandoned person. However pitiful she was, the semen "boo" flowing from between her bent and clenched legs ran down her thighs to her waist and onto the bed—the annoying "boo" sound made Jin Ling feel an unprecedented sense of shame, a shame greater than being naked in front of a strange man, and even greater than being gang-raped by a strange man—she couldn't describe this shame, only feeling that she had almost lost all hope of living... Chen Yan had already left the bedroom. She was laughing inside, laughing so hard she almost twisted her body. However, this was a matter between husband and wife, and it wouldn't be appropriate for her to stand there. So she wisely withdrew, but she didn't intend to leave. She stood at the bedroom door, so that Jin Ling couldn't see her, while she could see Zhou Song.

"You slut!" Zhou Song cursed fiercely. "Speak up! Why aren't you saying anything? Haven't you always been so innocent?" "..." "How could this be? Didn't you say you'd only let me fuck you?" Zhou Song chose a relatively dry spot, sat down, and pulled Jin Ling's leg over with one hand. With the other hand, he reached for her genitals, scooped up a handful of semen, and said, "What's this? Hmm? So much?" "..." "Didn't you always want me to wear a hat while you fucked me? Oh, I know, you like other people's stuff! I guess what you like isn't..." "Just one man's goods, right? Look at you, how amazing you are, making a man ejaculate all over the sheets..." "I asked you if you wanted other men to fuck you, and you got angry with me! I want to fulfill your wish to let strangers fuck you, but you have to pretend to be innocent? I warned you long ago that you have to let me know before you want men... Hehehe... So you like to cheat on your husband!" "Can you tell me how many green hats I have on my head? I quite like green hats, didn't I tell you? Didn't you say I was a pervert? Hehehe..." "..." Jin Ling was still sobbing.

Zhou Song's calm yet biting words struck Jin Ling's nerves—all along, her husband had been incredibly considerate and caring, always insisting that she reach orgasm before he ejaculated; yet, in her friend's house, she had been repeatedly and brutally raped by a group of vulgar, ugly strangers; her husband had constantly demanded that she be more wanton in bed to arouse him, but she had not only repeatedly disappointed him but had even neglected him for three months; yet, in her friend's house, she had been as wanton as a bitch, licking a stranger's penis with his semen flowing from her vagina; Zhou Song had tried to persuade her to be more active in her sex life, even if it was just to please him, but she had repeatedly refused him and even ridiculed him; yet, in another setting, she had begged her friend to invite strangers to rape her… After ten hours of continuous gang rape with constant orgasms, without food or rest, her already exhausted body could not withstand such a severe blow, and Jin Ling fainted.

Chen Yan went to make dinner.

Zhou Song sat silently by the bed, watching Jin Ling. What is a woman? Why does she always hold an attitude in front of her closest loved ones that she shouldn't have in front of her lovers? Why does she always refuse to let her husband cross the surging shore of desire, preferring to let other innocent people cross it instead? Why does she always ignore kind advice, always leaving behind a lingering problem, and then crying out in grievance? Why is it that when it's obvious you're being promiscuous, you pretend to be a saint, stabbing people in the back, even multiple times? Why?

So many whys, so frustrating! Hehehe! (The author laughs to himself) As night fell, Zhou Song and Chen Yan organized the programs they had recorded during the day, and couldn't help but find Jin Ling's promiscuous potential unbelievable. After they finished organizing the videos, they went into the bedroom to check on Jin Ling, who was still fast asleep, and then they fell asleep in each other's arms in the guest room.

On the day of the "Slut's Reward," Zhou Song and Chen Yan, worried that Jin Ling might do something rash, got up early to check on her. Finding Jin Ling still fast asleep, Chen Yan went into the kitchen to make breakfast.

Zhou Song shook Jin Ling awake, looking at her swollen eyes, a pang of reluctance welling up inside him.

Jin Ling silently sat up, another "squeak" sound coming from her lower body, followed by more semen leaking from her vagina. She blushed and lowered her head in embarrassment.

Zhou Song gently patted her back and said, "Don't worry, I don't blame you!" "Really?" Jin Ling stared at Zhou Song with wide eyes, her face filled with excitement.

"Yes, actually I don't blame you at all. I just wanted to scare you yesterday, but who knew you were so easily frightened, hehe," Zhou Song smiled and kissed her forehead.

"You're not lying to me? I did something I'm sorry for..." Jin Ling lowered her head again.

"I just want to ask... do you... still love me?" Zhou Song stared at her and asked.

"I... um... but... I can't forgive myself... sob..." Jin Ling said, covering her face and crying again.

"Aren't you annoying? Stop it!" Zhou Song shouted, "Didn't you cry enough last night? You didn't eat all day yesterday, aren't you hungry? Did those men feed you?" Jin Ling cried even louder when she heard "strange men".

"Alright, alright, I said I don't blame you, why are you still crying!" Zhou Song stood up and said, "Go take a shower, come out and eat, don't starve yourself!" In the dining room, Chen Yan was busy setting the table. She looked up and saw Zhou Song coming out of the bedroom, then smiled and winked. Zhou Song smiled and winked back. A moment later, the sound of running water came from the bathroom in the bedroom.

Zhou Song pulled up a chair, sat down, and sighed, "Finally, it's all settled. You must have been exhausted yesterday too?" "You know how to care about me, huh? Aren't you afraid someone will be jealous?" Chen Yan smiled charmingly, then turned around and served rice.

"Vinegar is good, it aids digestion and helps with disinfection." Zhou Song looked at Chen Yan's full hips encased in a pink two-piece bodysuit, and couldn't help but get hard again. He then thought of his wife who was taking a shower, and said to Chen Yan, "Sister Yan, A-Ling is taking a shower, could you get her some clothes? I don't think she'll wear those sexy lingeries in front of me now, so pick something more ordinary for her, otherwise she won't be able to leave the house!" "Hehe, I really will fall in love with you, you little rascal, so considerate, I'm so envious! Getting clothes is easy, but remember this, you're not allowed to call me Sister Yan anymore, it makes me sound old!" With that, Chen Yan put down the rice spoon, swaying her hips as she walked out of the kitchen, turning back to Zhou Song with a charming smile before leaving, "Got it!" "Then what should I call you? You are indeed three years older than me!" Zhou Song smiled, "Should I call you Grandma?" "Call me whatever you want, just don't make me sound old! Hehehe." Chen Yan's laughter came from the hallway.

Chen Yan entered the bedroom and knocked on the bathroom door, saying, "Ah Ling, did you bring any clothes?" "...I...I'll just wear what I wore yesterday!" Jin Ling replied from inside the bathroom.

"Forget it, your outfit is fine, but your underwear is covered in semen from those men. Let me find you some clothes." "Oh..." After a while, Jin Ling came out of the bathroom naked, glared at Chen Yan, and said softly, "Why...why did he come?" "I...I asked him to come, hehe," Chen Yan said, looking at Jin Ling's naked body.

"Are you trying to kill me?" Jin Ling glanced at Chen Yan, "What are we going to do now? I..." "What's there to do? Your husband likes you being fucked by other men, hehe," Chen Yan laughed lewdly, recalling yesterday's scene, "Zhou Song was pretty good, he exhausted me!" "When...when did he come? Did you do it too?" Jin Ling stared at Chen Yan with wide eyes, trying to dig out some secrets she didn't know from Chen Yan's eyes.

"He got here before you..." Chen Yan pointed at Jin Ling's breasts and laughed, "Look, have your breasts gotten any bigger?" "You're going too far! Hurry up and get some clothes!" Jin Ling looked down; her breasts were still the same as before, except the teeth marks were still there, and she couldn't help feeling uneasy again.

Chen Yan opened the wardrobe, found a white lace bra, and handed it to Jin Ling.

Jin Ling took the bra and looked at it, then said shyly, "I... I think I shouldn't wear this kind of bra!" "Hehe, afraid of arousing someone again?" Chen Yan said with a cruel laugh, "The arousal has already been done. Don't you think about it? You can do this with a strange man, why don't you consider Zhou Song's feelings? Do you have to put on a pure act in front of your husband? Actually, Zhou Song still loves you. Sometimes I'm really envious. He also wants you to be happy and fulfilled. Doesn't he keep asking you to be more promiscuous? Can't you just go along with him for a moment? I think you're really selfish!" "..." Chen Yan continued, "Zhou Song hopes to release his sexual repression through you, but what about you? You release your sexual repression through others, not only failing to understand Zhou Song's feelings but also constantly hurting him. More importantly, the source of his sexual repression is you—you always play the innocent role in front of him, making it impossible for him to escape his sexual fantasies. Actually, it's all your fault! He told me that every time he has sex with you, he has to masturbate once or twice immediately—don't you think you're cruel? A married man can't even reach orgasm when having sex with his wife? Isn't that ridiculous?" Jin Ling began to sob softly again.

"Stop crying!" Chen Yan said impatiently, "Will crying solve the problem? Think about what you should do!" "But...but...I...I...I really don't know what to do." Jin Ling covered her face with her hands, trying hard not to cry.
"Want to know what to do? Listen to me, put on this bra!" Chen Yan shook the bra in her hand and continued, "Dress yourself up nicely, what man doesn't like his wife to be pretty? Hehe." Jin Ling wiped away her tears, took the bra from Chen Yan, and put it on. However, her breasts were too small and couldn't compare to Chen Yan's 36D perky breasts at all.

Chen Yan hadn't thought about this detail, only thinking about making Jin Ling appear sexy in front of Zhou Song, but she found that the bra she had chosen didn't look right on Jin Ling, so she laughed self-deprecatingly, "Oh... just wear panties, you don't need to wear a bra, I'll have to add some stuff to it later, hehehe..." "Add what stuff?" Jin Ling asked as she took off her bra.

"Something to make your breasts bigger!" Chen Yan said.

"No need, no need!" Jin Ling remembered what Chen Yan had said before—that breasts are made bigger by men touching and fucking them, and thought that Chen Yan was going to find a man to enlarge her breasts again, so she hurriedly declared her position.

"What's your rush!" Chen Yan laughed. "Zhou Song has seen what he should have seen, and he's seen what he shouldn't have seen. Don't you think it's a bit too late now?" "It's all your fault!" Jin Ling said angrily, putting on yesterday's suit.

"Me? Who begged me to find a man?" Chen Yan said. "Besides, don't you think you're happier living like this? What's the use of regretting it now that it's already done? Zhou Song actually quite liked your performance yesterday. Why don't you listen to what he has to say?" Zhou Song ate his meal alone, absentmindedly moving his chopsticks. He was thinking about how to expand his gains—given yesterday's situation, having his wife fucked by 100 men was no challenge. He was thinking of making his wife a tool to stimulate his desires. He wanted to experiment on his wife with every evil or perverse sexual act he could think of and accept.

Chen Yan and Jin Ling walked in.

Zhou Song smiled when he saw them come in—Jin Ling smiled awkwardly back at him.

Chen Yan sat down, looking at the strange couple, and felt an uncomfortably tense atmosphere. She said, "Do you two look like a couple? Song, Jin Ling wants to hear your thoughts." "What thoughts?" Zhou Song asked nervously, unsure of what to say. The jealousy in his heart was still strongly stimulating his adrenaline.

"Don't listen to her nonsense... I..." Jin Ling said helplessly.

"So, what's your opinion on yesterday's erotic performance?" Chen Yan asked vaguely, trying to figure out how to make the situation calmer and more natural.

"What do I need to comment on?" Zhou Song said calmly.

"Well, let's put it this way. Do you... do you want your wife to be more lewd in bed?" Chen Yan began to tease.

Jin Ling blushed deeply and could only continue eating.

"Yes, of course! There's a saying—at home, a housewife; out in public, a lady; in bed, a slut. That's every man's ideal wife, isn't it?" Zhou Song said.

"Then... if the wife is a slut..." Chen Yan hesitated, trying to put it more tactfully, "Could the wife let other men have their way with her...?" "What's the situation now!" Zhou Song shouted, "This isn't a question of whether it's possible or not!" Jin Ling glanced at Zhou Song, hearing anger in his voice... "I want to know your thoughts!" Chen Yan echoed loudly.

"As long as the family elements remain intact, I won't mind!" Zhou Song said.

"That settles it, doesn't it?" Chen Yan sighed and continued, "In other words, you agree to your wife having sex with other men!" "Yes, but it must be a purely physical relationship, no emotional involvement!" Zhou Song nodded.

"What if my wife becomes a prostitute? Wouldn't that have an emotional impact?" Chen Yan picked up a sausage and put it in her mouth.

"Well...it has to be her consent." Chen Yan mumbled, chewing on a sausage. "Ah Ling, you little bitch, did you hear that? What about you?" "I...I don't know..." Jin Ling glanced shyly at Zhou Song and whispered.

"What do you mean you don't know?" Chen Yan exclaimed.

"I..." Jin Ling hesitated for a moment, "I...Song..." "What's this?" Chen Yan laughed. "Is it up to Zhou Song?" "Hmm..." Jin Ling lowered her head and replied softly.

"Ah Song, what do you think?" Chen Yan felt she was too good at mediating marital problems.

"You decide!" Zhou Song said. "I don't have any special requirements, but I need to know who she slept with!" "Okay, no problem!" Chen Yan knew that Zhou Song was saying this to Jin Ling, because even if Jin Ling didn't say anything, she would report it herself. After

the three finished breakfast, they sat down in the living room and chatted. The atmosphere was still a little awkward, but not as tense as before.
Chapter Six: Semen (03-04

) Chen Yan saw this and couldn't let them continue their cold war. She liked Zhou Song's thoughtfulness, and in this situation, she should help their relationship return to normal. This way, Jin Ling would be grateful to her, and Zhou Song would be able to interact with her more naturally.

So she pointed to her breasts and said, "Song, don't you think Xiao Ling's breasts are a bit too small? She can't wear many pretty clothes." "Yes, I keep trying to buy her breast enhancement equipment and medicine, but she always refuses. What can I do?" Zhou Song understood Chen Yan's thoughts.

"Nonsense," Jin Ling said shyly.
"What nonsense? Didn't I buy an electric breast massager before?" Zhou Song chuckled and turned to Chen Yan, "Guess what happened?" "What happened?" "She only wore it for two days before she got annoyed and refused to use it anymore." "That thing is uncomfortable, it always vibrates all over her body," Jin Ling said softly.

"Oh..." Chen Yan clung to Zhou Song's neck and smiled at Jin Ling, "Ling, you're so lucky to have such a considerate husband. Share some with me..." "How can I share..." Jin Ling began to feel grateful to Chen Yan, and she understood Chen Yan's good intentions.

"Let Song be my husband too!" Chen Yan said, kissing Zhou Song on the cheek.

Zhou Song laughed, "Do you think I'm dead? You want to share with me? Hehehe... One woman is enough for me, and two more? I won't do it!" "What's wrong with me? Have you had enough of me?" Jin Ling also kissed Zhou Song on the cheek.

"No... nothing... hehehe..." Zhou Song was overjoyed, "I'm afraid I can't handle it!" "Why can't you handle it?" Chen Yan laughed.

"With you guys like this, it would be a miracle if I didn't get drained dry!" Zhou Song laughed.

"How did we drain you dry? Give me a reason! Hehehe..." Chen Yan pretended to pounce.

"Look at Ah Ling... she was fucked by so many men yesterday..." Zhou Song glanced at Jin Ling, wanting to see her expression, and then said, "And today she can still mess with me... you tell me... how can I, with only one person, satisfy both of you..." "You bad guy..." Jin Ling also relaxed from the unease of yesterday's scene and pretended to pounce.

"Look, you don't even have two wives yet, but you already have two tigresses!" Zhou Song widened his eyes and put his hands to his open mouth in a terrified expression, which caused a burst of laughter and made the atmosphere more lively.

"Now, you can't escape even if you want to!" Chen Yan laughed and put Zhou Song's hand in her arms, "Face reality! Hehehe." "Is this realistic enough?" Zhou Song took the opportunity to grab Chen Yan's breast and laughed, "So big..." "It's not fair, I want one too!" Jin Ling also shouted and tried to hug Zhou Song.

"You should work on your breasts first, hehehe," Chen Yan said with a smile, gesturing towards Jin Ling, then turning to Zhou Song, "Do you agree?" "Agreed! Hahaha!" Zhou Song was very pleased with himself, reaching his right hand inside Jin Ling's short skirt to grope her—Zhou Song was extremely happy, with a wanton, sexy beauty on his left and a seemingly innocent young woman on his right—both his wives. "Do you have any way to make A-Ling's breasts bigger?" "I've already told A-Ling about the method..." Chen Yan smiled and winked at Jin Ling.

"Really?" Zhou Song turned to Jin Ling with an inquiring look. "What's the method? I'll definitely help you!" "Hahaha..." Chen Yan laughed so hard she almost fell over. "You have to help!" Jin Ling lowered her head shyly. "I'll help, I definitely will." Zhou Song nodded to Jin Ling. "My wish is to make you sexy and beautiful!" Chen Yan was already laughing so hard she could barely breathe. "What method? Tell me!" Zhou Song turned to Chen Yan again.

"Why don't you ask Ling?" Chen Yan patted her chest, panting, and then said to Jin Ling, "Why are you so shy? Tell him!" "I..." Jin Ling didn't dare to look up.

"What 'I'? I can't stand it!" Zhou Song looked at Jin Ling; he was increasingly enjoying humiliating her.

"It's just..." Jin Ling said in a voice so soft she could barely hear herself, "...find...find a man..." "What for?" Zhou Song asked with a smile.

"Come...come play..." "Play what?" Zhou Song pressed.

"I..." "What? Play what? Explain clearly, otherwise how can I help you! Hehehe." Zhou Song laughed.

"I'll find men to play with me..." Jin Ling blurted out, suddenly feeling much lighter.

"Oh...would you agree or not..." "What do you mean, would you agree or not? Yesterday those men came to help her get breast augmentation!" Chen Yan interjected. "

Sister Yan..." Jin Ling was shy but helpless.

"It's okay, Song will agree, right?" "I have no objection!" Zhou Song laughed and forcefully dug at Jin Ling's vulva, and Jin Ling cried out.

"Ah..." "Are you moaning?" Chen Yan looked at Jin Ling in confusion.

"She's moaning in heat! Hehehe..." Zhou Song laughed. "First wife, do you have a problem with that? You moan too!" "First wife? Hehe," Chen Yan laughed. "Wouldn't Jin Ling become a mistress then?" "Why not!" Zhou Song turned to Jin Ling and grinned wickedly. "Second wife, do you still want to do some breast exercises today?" "No...no..." Jin Ling said shyly, her voice trembling.

"Then what are we going to do today?" Zhou Song was at a loss. What would he do if there was no program?

"Jin Ling was tired yesterday. Even if she wasn't, her lower body definitely needs a rest. Hehe, how about we all go out and have some fun today?" Chen Yan said, looking at Zhou Song.

"That's a good idea, but where should we go? Besides, we can't go out every day. Can we play today and play tomorrow? I really want to find a job, otherwise I won't even have anything to eat..." "Look at your serious face, I thought something was wrong!" Chen Yan said sweetly. "How about I introduce you to a job?" "Okay, what kind of job?" Zhou Song asked excitedly.

"The job I'm introducing is definitely a good one, hehe," Chen Yan said with a smile, glancing at Jin Ling. Seeing Jin Ling looking at her blankly, she became even more smug. "This job is easy, you don't have to do any work, you just have to wait to collect the money, hehehe..." Jin Ling felt a chill run down her spine at the sound of her voice. Could it be— "What kind of job is this? Such a good deal?" "Ah Ling buys sex, you collect the money! Hehehe..." Chen Yan laughed as she ran away. "You can get breast enhancement, make money, and it's effortless!" "Hehe, that's a good idea!" Zhou Song also smiled and turned to look at Jin Ling. "What do you think? Your juices are flowing again, hehehe... I know without saying—you like it! Hahaha." "..." "Really? Let me see..." Chen Yan ran back. She didn't believe Jin Ling was so sensitive.

Chen Yan squatted down and reached out to roll up Jin Ling's short skirt... Jin Ling tensed up and looked to Zhou Song for help—but Zhou Song got up and tackled her onto the sofa, pressing down on her shoulders while saying to Chen Yan, "Hehe, I'll help you! It'd be best to take off your underwear too, so we can see more clearly!" Jin Ling knew that struggling was futile, so she gave in to their wishes and stopped protecting herself, only pretending to struggle.

In just a few moments, Chen Yan had pulled down her underwear. Chen Yan held the underwear, looked at it, and laughed, "It really is wet!" Zhou Song released his wife, took the soaking wet underwear from Chen Yan's hand, and smelled it, saying, "Hehe, this isn't vaginal fluid, it's semen!" "It is..." Jin Ling was about to say that she hadn't produced any vaginal fluid, but she choked on her words—if it wasn't vaginal fluid, it was semen.

"That's too much!" Chen Yan exclaimed in disbelief. "It's been so long, and there's still more?" "I've made up my mind!" Zhou Song held up his underwear, took a deep breath, and shouted like

a commander. The two women looked bewildered. "Decided what?" "You..." Zhou Song looked at Jin Ling and said, "Ling, from now on, your cunt will be used to hold men's semen! How about that?" "What about me?" Chen Yan asked curiously.

"I haven't decided yet, but I want to see what the differences are between you two!" Zhou Song winked at Chen Yan with a lewd grin. "Take off your underwear too!" "Now?" Chen Yan asked with a smile.

"Yeah, I have an idea..." Zhou Song looked at Jin Ling.

"What idea?" Chen Yan was always eager to know; she knew Zhou Song's idea must be very exciting.

"Take off your panties first," Zhou Song said, grabbing Chen Yan and then turning to Jin Ling, "Ling, help me take off her panties!" Jin Ling immediately reached under Chen Yan's dress and pulled her panties down to her ankles. Seeing the hole at the bottom, she exclaimed, "Sister Yan, why are you wearing such sexy panties? Hehe..." "To seduce your husband!" Chen Yan laughed. "Didn't you tell me to seduce him? Hehe." "Seduce me?!" Zhou Song released Chen Yan and looked down at the panties. "Wow, it's open, first wife. I wonder if your cunt has opened yet?" "It's open. How about it? Do you still have the energy to fuck me?" Chen Yan said, bending over to pick up the panties as she stepped forward.
"Little wife, you should learn more from the first wife!" Zhou Song said to Jin Ling.

Jin Ling blushed, but Chen Yan asked with a puzzled look, "Learn what?" "Learn your slutty ways!" "Does she even need to learn? Didn't you see how wanton she was yesterday! Ah Ling, what do you think?" Chen Yan suddenly remembered something and asked again, "Honey, didn't you just say you decided something?" "Oh, right! I almost forgot about that." Zhou Song scratched his head and laughed, "I want to compare your two vaginas to see who can hold more semen, hehe." Jin Ling still couldn't let go of yesterday's scene in front of her husband, feeling sorry for him. Hearing Zhou Song mention semen, she felt even more ashamed... Chen Yan laughed, "Do we even need to compare? We can definitely hold more than you, hehe." "Not comparing with me, hehe, it's the two of you comparing..." Zhou Song started touching Chen Yan's buttocks.

"Then Ah Ling will definitely win, there's no way to compare." Chen Yan twisted her waist and laughed, leaning on Zhou Song's shoulder.

Seeing Zhou Song and Chen Yan's intimacy, Jin Ling's instinctive jealousy surged. She stood up indifferently, straightened her skirt, and said, "Song, where are my panties? Give them back!" "I suddenly really want to see you being fucked by a man. I'll give you a task..." Zhou Song said with a wicked smile, his hands roaming over Chen Yan's body. "Go seduce a few men, okay?" "I...I don't know how...to seduce..." Jin Ling stared at her husband in fear.

"You don't know how, or you don't want to?" Zhou Song still held Chen Yan's breast in one hand, while starting to unbuckle his belt with the other. He was determined to fuck Chen Yan in front of Jin Ling, and at the same time, humiliate her.

"I don't know how..." Jin Ling's voice was barely audible.

"What if I call a man? You'll definitely want one, right?" "I..." "Stop with the 'I' and 'you,' come help me take off my pants. In a bit, I'll call a man to make you feel good!" Zhou Song helped Chen Yan sit on the sofa, then knelt in front of her, lifted her skirt, and plunged his head between her legs.

"So fragrant..." Zhou Song took a deep breath, closing his eyes in ecstasy.

"You're being indecent so early in the morning!" Chen Yan laughed and teased Zhou Song, stroking his head. Although she scolded him, her legs spread open on their own, revealing her clean mons pubis, which was pink, and her previously tightly closed, moist labia, now protruding like tongues, were incredibly cute.

Zhou Song turned and stood up, pushing the stunned Jin Ling onto the sofa as well. Her skirt was also lifted up, revealing her pubic hairy vulva. Jin Ling shyly tried to close her legs, but Zhou Song forcefully pried them open.

"Stop pretending, look at this!" Zhou Song brushed a finger of clear, sticky fluid from Jin Ling's vulva and waved it in front of her. He stood up and said, "Take off your pants." Jin Ling reached out and pulled down her panties, which were swollen from Zhou Song's erect penis. She saw the penis spring out, twitching and showing off to her.

Jin Ling subconsciously opened her mouth to take the penis in, but Chen Yan grabbed it first. She was stunned and her face turned red.

"It's so hard!" Chen Yan said, holding Zhou Song's penis. "Aren't you afraid of being sucked dry?" "To die under a peony flower is to die romantically! I admit it. Besides, I'm not afraid of being sucked dry by you, because before you suck me dry, I'll find someone to help me gag you! Hehehe." Zhou Song groped Chen Yan's breasts with one hand and Jin Ling's lower body with the other.

"Ah Ling, didn't you want to eat it?" Chen Yan had already seen it, and now she held the penis and brought it to Jin Ling's mouth.

"No...no..." Jin Ling stammered, staring at the penis getting closer and closer to her mouth, "I don't...want..." "So you only want someone else's penis?" Zhou Song said calmly, "First wife, hurry up and think of a way for my little wife, she wants someone else's penis!" "I...I didn't...don't want..." Jin Ling said incoherently, she was so nervous that she was about to cry.

"Stop!" Zhou Song shouted loudly, "I'll make you cry even if you enjoy it, damn it! You're obviously going against me, I want you to openly and shamelessly eat it, but you refuse, you insist on eating it secretly! I want you to openly and honestly cuckold me, but you insist on doing it secretly! My patience has its limits, if you feel wronged, we'll get a divorce tomorrow!" After this commotion, the penis that was originally hard now hung limply between Zhou Song's legs like a defeated rooster.

"I...I don't want to...I was wrong...It's all...it's all my fault...I'll listen to you from now on...I don't want a divorce...I don't want to..." Jin Ling's face was filled with fear, grievance, and pain. She reached out and grabbed Zhou Song's limp penis, putting it in her mouth and saying intermittently, "...I...want a man...I like...men fucking me...I'm a prostitute...I'm a slut..." Chen Yan stared blankly at Zhou Song. She hadn't expected Zhou Song to get so angry, nor had she expected it to have such an effect... Zhou Song nodded in satisfaction and said to Chen Yan, "Ask that foreman if there's anyone bored. Tell him you're going to offer free entertainment again." Chen Yan quickly picked up the phone and was about to dial...when she heard Zhou Song say again, "Use speakerphone. Once you dial," he paused and turned to Jin Ling, "Go and beg him!" Jin Ling, with the gradually erect penis in her mouth, hurriedly nodded.

Chen Yan dialed the number—"Hello, Xiao Yan? What's up?" "N-no, it's Ah Ling..." Jin Ling stammered softly.

"Ah Ling?" A questioning voice came from the other end of the phone.

"It's... Ah Yan's friend..." "Who? Do I know you?" Old Huang hadn't remembered her name at all.

"You...I..." Jin Ling didn't know how to explain. She looked up at Zhou Song, who excitedly made a fucking gesture.

"What 'you, you, I'm busy. What's up?" Old Huang said impatiently.

"Yesterday...you guys just fucked...fucked me..." Jin Ling felt incredibly cheap, how could she say such things? But at the same time, a tingling sensation began to spread in her lower body, and her vaginal fluid was soaking her skirt.

"Oh...oh! Sorry, hehe, what's up?" Old Huang laughed. He would do this to any money god, especially a female one, who not only brought money but also sex.

Zhou Song sat between the two women, his left hand reaching down to Chen Yan's lower body, while his right hand entered Jin Ling's vagina

and began to caress her. "Oh..." Jin Ling let out a soul-stirring moan and trembled as she spoke, "I don't know... oh... are you free...?" "We're very busy right now, but what's up?" Old Huang had a premonition that the God of Wealth was coming again. Although he had slept with this woman before, he still maintained some decorum, otherwise offending the God of Wealth wouldn't be a good thing.

"I... oh... want..." Jin Ling hesitated, looking shyly at Zhou Song. Zhou Song's response was to thrust his fingers, which were inserted into Jin Ling's vagina, in and out forcefully.

"Oh... oh... I... I want you to... fuck me... ah..." Jin Ling almost shouted these words. After she finished speaking, Zhou Song felt her legs suddenly tighten, her vagina contracting violently, followed by a gush of fluid that soaked his hand—she had orgasmed.

"Is it the same as yesterday?" Old Huang asked impatiently.

"Mmm..." Jin Ling leaned weakly on Zhou Song's shoulder in response.
Zhou Song quickly reached out and pressed the speakerphone button, hung up the phone, and then stroked Jin Ling's hair softly, saying, "Was it comfortable?" "Mmm..." Zhou Song helped Jin Ling lean back on the sofa, letting her continue to enjoy the afterglow of her orgasm, then turned around and hugged Chen Yan, leering, "What about you? Do you want them to replenish their energy too?" "No way! If you want to play, you have to pay! Hehe." Chen Yan laughed lewdly, stroking Zhou Song's penis, and continued, "I didn't expect someone as refined as you to come up with such perverted ideas. Look at your penis, it gets all prickly the moment you mention letting other men fuck your wife. Hehehe..." "I'm playing with you? Do you want to pay?" Zhou Song hugged Chen Yan with one hand and stroked her vulva with the other, "It's all wet!" "Hehe, I'm your first wife, of course you don't have to pay! Hehehe" "Heh..." Chen Yanlang chuckled and lowered her head, opening her mouth to lick Zhou Song's erect penis... Jin Ling watched her husband and her friend's sexual act in front of her. A slightly aching pain, a lewd pleasure, and a fulfilling anticipation mixed and impacted her mind and body—the tingling sensation in her body reappeared, and her breathing gradually became heavy. She felt like she could hardly breathe again—the emptiness in her lower body made her restless. She tried to squeeze her legs together, but—it didn't relieve the itch in her lower body—she could only close her eyes and wait for the man's favor... "Oh..." A soft cry from Chen Yanlang interrupted Jin Ling's dream and anticipation. She opened her eyes and saw her husband kneeling between Chen Yanlang's legs, his hands spreading Chen Yanlang's snow-white legs wide open, his nimble and slender hands... He parted Chen Yan's vulva, stretching his tongue out and licking her pink vulva, trying to force it inside her vagina... Chen Yan felt like she was flying, and she had to grab onto anything she could—fearing losing gravity and flying off Earth. So she grabbed Zhou Song's head and pressed it hard against her vulva—as the pressure on Zhou Song's head increased, his breathing became heavier... Zhou Song savored Chen Yan's vulva, which was still so unfamiliar and fresh. To him, it was the best vulva he had ever encountered—the plump, yellowish-red mons pubis, with its pink labia, looked adorable like a child sticking out their tongue. The tight vagina was so constricting that even the insertion of a single finger was oppressive. Unlike her, his wife's vagina didn't even withstand the pressure of a computer case screwdriver handle... Jinling's emptiness in her lower body was constantly increasing. Watching her husband perform oral sex on Chen Yan, she couldn't help but reach down and rub her genitals. She squinted as she watched Zhou Song's skillful and considerate oral sex, fantasizing that a man was also performing oral sex on her. Her breathing became rapid, and her moans grew louder... The lewd atmosphere spread throughout the hall... A knock on the door suddenly came, dispelling the pervasive lewd atmosphere—Zhou Song looked up—Jinling stood up as if electrocuted, frantically adjusting her short skirt... Chen Yan opened her alluring eyes, gently pushed aside Zhou Song's body blocking her way, slowly stood up, pulled at her skirt, and walked towards the door... "Who is it?" Chen Yan asked as she reached for the doorknob.

"Little Yan, it's me, Lao Huang!" came the reply from the doorway.

"Oh," Chen Yan asked as she opened the door, "You? What are you doing here?" Old Huang, before even stepping inside, exclaimed in surprise, "Your slutty friend just called me from here!" "Did he?" Chen Yan deliberately feigned indifference and turned to Jin Ling.

"Hmm..." Jin Ling felt so humiliated by Chen Yan's words that she wanted to disappear into a hole.

Chen Yan let Old Huang and the other three people in, closed the door, and said to Jin Ling, "How did you know his number?" "I..." Jin Ling had no idea about Old Huang's number. It was clear that Chen Yan wanted to humiliate her. Chen Yan knew Zhou Song too well; she knew that this kind of humiliation would only give Zhou Song a stronger sense of vengeful pleasure.

Chen Yan then turned to Old Huang and said, "Please sit down. Are you busy at the construction site?" "Oh dear, we can't sit down! We still have a lot of things to do. Was it you who called just now?" Old Huang wasn't sure if it was Jin Ling who called, after all, he was familiar with Jin Ling's body, but not her voice.

Jin Ling looked up at Lao Huang, her expression restrained and bewildered, then stole a glance at Zhou Song—Zhou Song's eyes clearly blazed with desire, yet he merely smiled at the men who entered… Lao Huang glanced at Zhou Song; he could sense Jin Ling's repression and embarrassment. He also sensed that the rather refined-looking man sitting there seemed to have a different relationship with Jin Ling—perhaps she was his mistress!

"Let's go back first. Just let me know if you need anything!" With that, Lao Huang turned to leave.

Chen Yan looked at Zhou Song, unsure whether to continue the charade or how to continue… Zhou Song looked at Jin Ling… "Wait… wait…" Jin Ling stammered.

Old Huang turned to look at Jin Ling, then at Zhou Song, and then at Chen Yan. He felt a little awkward. Aside from Chen Yan, whom they were more familiar with, he'd only seen Zhou Song briefly yesterday. Although they'd slept with Jin Ling, they didn't know her name. It wasn't that they hadn't introduced her, but rather that they simply didn't want to remember—that's how the relationship between a client and a prostitute is; who would believe you're an idiot!

"Hmm—is something the matter?" Old Huang asked, turning his gaze back to Jin Ling.

"I…let's go…to the bedroom to talk…" Jin Ling's voice was very soft, only Zhou Song could hear it.

"What…" Old Huang leaned forward, tilting his ear to ask.

"We…let's go to the room to talk…" Jin Ling said shyly, turning and walking towards the bedroom.

Old Huang and the others heard this, and a hint of joy flashed in Old Huang's eyes. He said to the people he had brought, "Wait a minute, or should we go back first?" The others also sensed that the atmosphere was not as harmonious as usual, so they all took their leave.

Chen Yan glanced at Zhou Song and then saw the others out as well.

In the bedroom, Old Huang stroked Jin Ling's chest with one hand and said, "What's wrong? Who was that man? You seem quite afraid of him! Did you make the call just now?" "It was her who made the call!" It was Chen Yan's voice coming from behind. Old Huang quickly put his hand down and turned around to see Chen Yan and Zhou Song walking in, embracing each other.

"Then why did you say no? Are you messing with me? Hehehe." Old Huang grinned obsequiously, not wanting to offend Chen Yan. "May I ask your name, Yan?" "Oh, he's my friend." Chen Yan smiled and gestured with her lips towards Old Huang. "He wants you to try something exciting, hehe." "What exciting? I'm too old for that!" Old Huang leered and turned to Zhou Song. "My surname is Huang. What's your name?" "My surname is Zhou. You can just call me Little Zhou. Hehe." Zhou Song replied casually. "I heard from Sister Yan that there's a slut here begging for men to fuck her, so I came to see for myself. Hehe, you saw me yesterday, right?! So, is this woman slutty?" "Oh, is that so!" Old Huang relaxed. He guessed that this person might be one of Chen Yan's clients, or perhaps one of Jin Ling's many lovers. He thought for a moment, then turned to look at Jin Ling and said, "Hehe, you'll have to experience it for yourself. I can't say for sure, hahaha..." "How many people did you call this time?" Chen Yan asked.

"It would have been better if we hadn't talked about this. I told my brothers to wait and deal with them later!" Old Huang turned to Jin Ling angrily and said, "Tell me, what should we do?" "I..." Jin Ling lowered her head, not daring to look at anyone. She felt like pork on a meat platter, being picked over and chopped up by the butcher... "I thought she was some kind of hottie!" Zhou Song's words were directed at Jin Ling, his tone indifferent, which sent chills down Jin Ling's spine.

"Ah Yan, tell me what we should do?" Old Huang grinned.

"I didn't make the call, how would I know what to do!" Chen Yan laughed easily.

"But... I got paid..." Old Huang had to admit it.

"How much?" Chen Yan asked with a smile. "Still 20?" "This time it's 30, hehe," Old Huang chuckled awkwardly. "They really like this slut, hehehe... so I... raised the price a bit..." Jin Ling had no idea there was this hidden agenda. She felt like she was being raped and then having to pay for it. This feeling ignited a burning desire within her, searing her nerves, leaving her speechless and unable to control herself. She could only stare blankly at the short, old man with the protruding belly—a shameless man. It was precisely this shamelessness that highlighted her own depravity, and everything was stimulating her senses... "Ah Yan, what did you say her name was?" Zhou Song pointed at Jin Ling and asked Chen Yan.

"Jin Ling, I keep forgetting after saying it so many times. Don't you think she's much prettier than me?" Chen Yan laughed.

"Really?" Zhou Song said with a faint smile. "Xiao Ling, why don't you take this money and do some service for them? Old Huang, what do you think? You can't break your promise, right? There's always another chance to earn money next time!" "Yes, is that okay?" Chen Yan chimed in.

"Like this?" Old Huang thought to himself, if he added another twenty yuan, it would still be half the going rate, and there should still be people who would come. So he steeled himself and asked Jin Ling, "Okay! Ling, here's the money, are you in?" "Oh..." Jin Ling, still immersed in the burning desire of humiliation, nodded in response.

Zhou Song sensed the atmosphere wasn't very lively, so he said, "Old Huang, let's see who can take off their clothes faster, hehe." Before Old Huang could react, Zhou Song was already a worm of flesh. He turned and pulled Chen Yan onto the bed, lifting Chen Yan's dress and pulling it up... "Don't take it off anymore, just flip it up!" Chen Yan said coquettishly, "I still have to open the door for Old Huang in a while!" The atmosphere was instantly filled with lewdness again. Old Huang also took off his clothes and threw them on the ground, then hugged Jin Ling... "Old Huang, you must have slept with quite a few women, right?" Zhou Song panted, lewdly stroking Chen Yan's breasts, which were covered by a black lace bra.

"Hehe... not many, but not few either, hahaha..." Old Huang said, unbuttoning Jin Ling's clothes.

"What type of woman do you like?" Zhou Song asked.

"I like any woman who isn't sick, hahaha." Old Huang unbuttoned the last button on Jin Ling's clothes and grabbed her bare breasts. Jin Ling had no choice but to take off her clothes herself.

Zhou Song was already kneeling between Chen Yan's legs, kissing her vulva, his eyes still glancing at Jin Ling... Old Huang was taken aback when he saw Zhou Song giving Chen Yan oral sex, so he pushed Jin Ling down on the bed and began biting her breasts... "Ah..." Jin Ling hugged Old Huang's head buried in her chest and let out a soft cry, while also glancing at Zhou Song—her husband was giving oral sex to her friend, and she was being kissed by a man, and soon this man would penetrate her. She couldn't help but close her eyes and moan—being raped by a man in front of her husband was even more pleasurable than being gang-raped—she found herself almost loving this feeling... Zhou Song was also stimulated by this scene. His rapid and hot breath sprayed onto Chen Yan's vulva, making Chen Yan feel like her entire lower body was burning hot, and this heat made the emptiness in her heart even more urgent... Old Huang licked Jin Ling's breasts for a while, and then he was about to mount her.
He got up and began rubbing his erect penis against Jinling's vaginal opening. Jinling closed her eyes and groped around on Lao Huang's body until she grasped his penis. She eagerly thrust her lower body forward, then tugged at Lao Huang's penis, aiming it at her vagina—closer and closer, the glans of his penis touching her labia, then the vaginal opening. It was a hot, throbbing man's glans—she thrust her lower body forcefully, ah…it was in! The glans was inside her vagina, throbbing with heat. Hot—I'm being possessed by this old, ugly man again… It's pushing in… one inch… two inch… "Oh… oh… oh… ah…" With each thrust of Old Huang's penis, Jinling's throat emitted a hazy, urgent, and alluring sound. She held Old Huang's buttocks with both hands, pressing them forcefully against her lower body, her fingers digging deep into his anus… eight inch… nine inch… ah… it's there! Old Huang's thick pubic hair stimulated her clitoris; it's there! This man's glans is inside my uterus—it feels so good, but why can't I make a sound?

—Jinling felt her throat choked by pleasure—Husband, did you see? This old, ugly man's penis is inside your wife, did you see? "Ah..." Jin Ling finally forced out a long and comfortable cry from her choked throat—she had climaxed. She hugged Lao Huang's fat body tightly, rolled up her legs to clamp Lao Huang's buttocks, and thrust her lower body upwards with all her might. She was dizzy... Zhou Song also got up at this time because his hard and hot penis was being held by Chen Yan; Chen Yan pulled Zhou Song's penis and rubbed it against her vulva, then against her vagina. Then she let go and hugged Zhou Song's waist and thrust upwards. At the same time, Zhou Song's buttocks sank down... "Oh... Oh oh oh..." Chen Yan's cries were rapid and clear.

Zhou Song and Lao Huang, like two working blowers, thrust in and out alternately—one up, one down, the two men pumping vigorously, as if fiddling with something, making the two women's vaginas on the bed gurgle and slap… The sounds of lewd moans, heavy breathing, the slapping of flesh, and the occasional “splat” of air leaking from the vaginas composed a breathtaking symphony… Lao Huang's thrusting speed suddenly increased, and Jin Ling hugged Lao Huang even tighter. She knew that Lao Huang was about to surrender his last reserves to her. She wanted to be ejaculated into by a man in front of her husband; it was so exciting, so thrilling—come on, Jin Ling cried out in her heart.

"I…I…I'm going to cum…" Lao Huang breathed heavily and urgently.

"Cum inside…give it to me…I want it…cum in me…" Jin Ling thought, and unconsciously cried out.

"Oh—" Old Huang groaned, thrusting his penis all the way in and pressing it tightly against his vagina, trembling slightly as he did so… Jinling felt the penis inside her heating up and swelling. Her vaginal walls felt the pressure and heat emanating from the increasingly hot and strong penis. The penis trembled, and that trembling swept away all the itching sensation. Then, a surge of intense heat rushed into her uterus, the heat spreading throughout her womb—Husband, he ejaculated, he ejaculated so much, this old and ugly man ejaculated inside your wife… "Ah…" Jinling's third orgasm of the day surged forth, she couldn't hold back—from the burning… The pleasure emanating from her uterus surged through her nerve endings—oh, so good, the man's semen is so good—Jin Ling cried out in her heart, murmuring, "Oh...so good...the semen is so good..." Chen Yan was also infected by this lewd atmosphere. Zhou Song changed his eight shallow thrusts into one deep thrust into one shallow thrust into one deep thrust, and Chen Yan suddenly wrapped her legs around Zhou Song's waist, thrusting her buttocks upwards with all her might, and pressing down on Zhou Song's buttocks with her hands—"Ah..."—with a long cry, Chen Yan reached her climax. Her vagina began to contract, making Zhou Song feel as if he was being sucked in. He tried to pull out a little, but Chen Yan held him tightly... "Youth is so wonderful!" Old Huang rested on Jin Ling for a moment, then sat up and turned to look at Zhou Song. He tried to get up, but Jin Ling grabbed him, and he lewdly grabbed her breast, saying, "Want more? I can't take it anymore. There will be other men coming soon, don't worry!" Jin Ling gradually recovered from her orgasm, clinging tightly to Old Huang. She glanced at Zhou Song and saw that he and Chen Yan were also staring at her. Her already flushed face burned even hotter, and she quickly let go... "Wait a minute, there are still many men! Hehehe," Zhou Song said gently to Jin Ling. "Want more?" Old Huang asked with a smile, wiping his limp penis with a tissue. "Of course you want more!" Chen Yan had also recovered somewhat from her orgasm and released her grip on Zhou Song. "Come down, I'll open the door," she said sweetly. Zhou Song pulled his penis out of Chen Yan's vagina, crawled to Jin Ling's side, pointed at his wet penis, and laughed at Jin Ling, "I've never fucked a woman with semen in her cunt before, let's try it later!" Jin Ling turned and lay on her side, supporting her upper body with one hand and pinching her vulva with the other—she couldn't get down to let the semen out, so she had to pinch her vulva to prevent it from flowing onto the bed—she looked up and opened her mouth to take Zhou Song's penis, which he had just pulled out of Chen Yan's vagina, and began to lick it… Her husband's penis was covered in another woman's vaginal fluid, and that smell stimulated Jin Ling—this was her husband's penis, it used to be inside her, but now it wasn't just hers anymore, and was this the smell of A-Yan? —Emptiness always descends so quickly… Jin Ling looked up at Zhou Song, as if to say—Are you ready? I'm ready, put it in.

Zhou Song remained unmoved.

"You can touch over there, why are you touching me! You old pervert! Hehehe." Old Huang had already dressed and was about to leave. Before leaving, he touched Chen Yan's chest, and Chen Yan slapped him back, laughing and scolding.

Hearing the door close, Chen Yan quickly came back.

As soon as she entered the bedroom, she lifted her skirt, lay on the bed, and shook her buttocks at Zhou Song, saying, "Come on, hurry up and cum, then you can focus on watching your wife get fucked!" Zhou Song looked at Chen Yan's vulva, which was full of vaginal fluid, and patted her snow-white buttocks, saying, "Come on, let her lick it for you, and I'll fuck my dear wife while I'm at it, to feel what it's like for a wife's vagina to have been fucked by another man." Chen Yan was a little excited. If it's a man giving a woman oral sex or a woman giving a man oral sex, the primary psychological excitement is that the opposite sex is clean in people's minds, so it's a very interesting and natural thing for a man to give a woman oral sex or for a woman to give a man oral sex. However, when a woman gives another woman oral sex, the first psychological feeling is that it's dirty. This is why some people feel disgusted when homosexuality is mentioned.

She hadn't expected Zhou Song to do this. Although Zhou Song had licked her vulva before, she felt a strange sense of happiness—at least she was far superior to Zhou Song's wife, Jin Ling.

Chen Yan squatted on the bed and looked at Jin Ling. Zhou Song had moved to Jin Ling's crotch. Jin Ling's left hand was still pinching her own vulva. Looking at Chen Yan's glistening, bright red vulva, she felt a masochistic pleasure. She reached out to pull Chen Yan… "Okay… okay?" Chen Yan hesitated, unsure if she should do this, after all, Jin Ling was her friend.

"It's okay, come here… I… I want to… try…" Jin Ling said softly, her voice slightly hoarse.

Chen Yan then lifted her skirt and stepped over Jin Ling's head, sitting down with her genitals facing Jin Ling's mouth... Jin Ling tilted her head back slightly and stuck out her tongue to lick Chen Yan's vulva—this was the hole her husband had just penetrated, so stimulating, so this is what a woman's vulva tastes like... Her masochistic pleasure was erupting, then she released her hand that was pinching Chen Yan's vulva, and hugged Chen Yan's bent legs with both hands, so that Chen Yan's vulva was completely on her face, and Chen Yan's pubic hair looked like a mustache on Jin Ling's face—she tried hard to inhale the moist air mixed with the male scent of the vulva, panting and exhaling hot passion, while her lower body was being gradually penetrated by another kind of pleasure... Zhou Song's penis was constantly scraping the gradually flowing white and thick semen, he wanted to squeeze this semen back into his wife's vagina and uterus. He squeezed his glans in a little, and a trickle of semen was squeezed out. Finally, he gave up on this repeated, ineffective action and pushed his penis all the way in. It was incredibly wet and hot inside—this was his wife's slutty cunt, filled with other men's semen. It was so stimulating! He wondered how many men's semen could fit inside? Maybe countless—Zhou Song excitedly began to thrust. With the lubrication of other men's semen and her vaginal fluids, his thrusting was effortless, lacking the tightness and pressure he felt when thrusting into Chen Yan's vagina. But the stimulation of his wife's defilement surpassed any physical sensation—it was too stimulating. This was his wife, and he was watching her being fucked by another man, an old and ugly construction foreman. Heh, he couldn't ejaculate. He wanted to continue watching other men ravage his beautiful yet depraved wife!

Zhou Song moved his lower body easily, one hand caressing Jin Ling's thigh, and happily asked Chen Yan, who was facing him with her eyes closed, enjoying his wife's service, "Ah Yan, is it comfortable?" "Mmm...it feels...it feels so strange...oh...oh..." Chen Yan murmured softly.

The sex act between the two women and the man was interrupted by a knock on the door after ten minutes. Chen Yan got out of bed to open the door.
Zhou Song leered, "Those migrant workers came to fuck you, are you happy? I'm going to pull out!" Jin Ling also felt that sex with her husband was not as stimulating as with other men. Although the touch was also strong, it lacked the masochistic pleasure and humiliation... She smiled and nodded, "Mmm...do you really...really like me like this?" "Of course, the more lewd and depraved you are, the more I will love you!" Zhou Song nodded happily.

"Then... I'll listen to you..." Jinling said shyly in a coquettish voice. She wanted to lower her head, but lying on the bed, she couldn't get past Zhou Song no matter what. So she turned her face away and said again, "As long as you're happy... you... you... I can sleep with whoever... it's fine..." Zhou Song thrust his penis hard and laughed, "It's whoever you like, hehe, it's okay, what's there to be shy about after you've already done it! Anyway, I like you like this!" "You... you're making fun of me..." Jinling exerted force, and Zhou Song felt Jinling's vagina sucking his penis fiercely, making his pressure gradually increase.

"Isn't that right? Say it again, I love hearing it!" Zhou Song pulled out his penis and said.

"I... as long as you're happy... you can let me... sleep with whoever... it's fine, I can be fucked by as many... men... it's fine..." Jinling said shyly.

"Heh! How lewd, saying such things! How exciting!" Jinling looked up at the person who spoke, it was A Niu. She suddenly felt at ease—here she was just a prostitute, and no one knew that the naked man in front of her was her husband. There was no need to pretend to be innocent, and doing so would be dangerous. So she said to Ah Niu, "No? If you can't, then don't do it!" "Oh, okay, okay! My dear, I've been thinking about you all day! Don't you miss me?" Ah Niu's words were as vulgar as he was, utterly unoriginal.

"Yes, I do. Didn't you see I'm all wet?" Jin Ling pointed to her soaking wet vulva, thrusting her lower body like she was showing off a product, while glancing at Zhou Song—Zhou Song was frighteningly hard, his taut penis, full of semen and vaginal fluid, glistening and trembling defiantly.

"Is that your cum? I think it's Old Huang's semen! Hehehe..." Old Niu examined Jin Ling's vulva while taking off his clothes.

At this moment, the men came in one by one, covered in sweat and mud, clearly having come directly from the construction site. The originally large room suddenly felt crowded.

The four men who came later saw that Old Niu was already taking off his clothes, so they also started to take off their clothes. Before they were completely naked, the fragrance of the woman's boudoir was overwhelmed by the stench of sweat. Chen Yan frowned and said, "You two come in two by two. You didn't even wash up before you came in. It stinks. Ah Ling, you decide which order to take." "Me? Then let them compare whose dick is bigger, and whoever has it first." Jin Ling was very happy. She had been longing for Ah Niu or Jian Wu's dick for a long time.

"That's not fair. Ah Niu is definitely the biggest. If he's already inside us, it won't be fun to fuck us! It'll be empty." One of the migrant workers shouted.

"Well..." Jinling was a little disappointed, but her desire only intensified. "You guys decide for yourselves! I don't care!" So the five men grumbled and started arranging the order, finally deciding that Da Liu would be first, Xiao Liu second, Hu Zai third, Lao Chen fourth, and A Niu last. So Da Liu and Xiao Liu stayed in the bedroom, while the other three were kicked out and left to watch TV in the living room.

Jinling said sweetly, "Hurry up, I can't wait!" With that, she spread her legs and reached out to pull Da Liu's penis to insert into her vagina. Da Liu cried out in pain as she pulled, "Stop, stop! You're pulling me off, it hurts..." Jinling quickly let go and apologized repeatedly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I... I was a little too hasty... I... I'll give you a blowjob... okay?" Upon hearing about oral sex, Da Liu immediately laughed and said, "Little brother, you can have the bottom first. Hehehe." He then climbed onto the bed and placed his penis beside Jinling's head. Jin Ling was immediately overwhelmed by the scent of a rough, masculine man. This scent was different from Zhou Song's; it was a mixture of sweat, urine, and some other unidentifiable odor. Jin Ling felt dizzy—performing oral sex on such a dirty man in front of her husband was too stimulating—she opened her mouth to take Da Liu's penis into her mouth… Suddenly, Xiao Liu had climbed onto the bed and was kneeling beside Jin Ling, thrusting his penis in—Jin Ling let out a satisfied and deep moan—so fulfilling…so comfortable…oh… Chen Yan looked at Jin Ling, then at Zhou Song—Zhou Song's penis remained taut and erect, trembling with each thrust. She loved that thing—prostitutes always hope for something to rely on, and perhaps Zhou Song was that. It's like how people who have been in one job for a long time always want to change jobs; prostitutes who have been in one job for a long time want something to rely on. Jin Ling, on the other hand, was the opposite; a stay-at-home wife who had been in one job for a long time wanted to become a prostitute.

Chen Yan knelt down beside Zhou Song, opened her mouth and took his erect penis into her mouth, licking it meticulously, thoroughly cleaning the urethral opening, clitoris, and buttocks.

Zhou Song's eyes were fixed on his wife being attacked from both sides by two migrant workers, sometimes moaning softly, sometimes screaming loudly—Jin Ling was propped up with one hand, her mouth filled with Da Liu's penis, her lower body spread open, being violently thrust into by Xiao Liu. The little semen left in her body was ground into a pale yellow foam by the intense thrusting, adhering to the outside of their genitals, looking utterly filthy.

After licking, Chen Yan lifted her skirt, placed her hands on the coffee table in the bedroom, and swayed her hips, moaning, "Put it in, I want it..." Zhou Song immediately woke up and thrust in, but fortunately Chen Yan stopped him in time, reaching out a hand to pull Zhou Song's penis towards her opening, and chuckled, "Come in!" Zhou Song was then able to pass through smoothly. The previous vaginal fluid was still overflowing in Chen Yan's vagina, which, although tight, did not hinder it. Zhou Song continued to stare at his wife's sex scene with the migrant worker on the bed, his lower body thrusting wildly, the sound of flesh colliding echoing throughout the bedroom... Xiao Liu quickly ejaculated, and he simply pulled out his penis as soon as he ejaculated, causing Jin Ling to spit out the penis in her mouth and shout, "Don't pull it out... don't pull it out..." "It's okay, I'm here!" Da Liu and Xiao Liu switched places and started thrusting again.

Xiao Liu's penis was in Jin Ling's mouth for a while, then he got out of bed, put on his clothes, and went out to get another person.

The orgy ended at noon. Zhou Song ejaculated twice inside Chen Yan, but since Chen Yan had almost emptied him out the night before, there was very little left, just a few scattered ejaculations. Meanwhile, Zhou Song's wife, Jin Ling, had 12 migrant workers leave brief memories inside her vagina and uterus over the three hours. After

seeing off Lao Huang, who came to pay the bill, Chen Yan and Zhou Song sat down in the hall to discuss Lao Huang's suggestion.

"Do you think this is a good idea?" Chen Yan asked, leaning on Zhou Song's shoulder. "Let Lao Huang act as the middleman?" "Don't you think it's a good idea? I think it's quite suitable. If my wife always has to entertain these migrant workers for free, we'll all starve! You women are full just from semen, but I can't!" Zhou Song laughed, stroking Chen Yan's breasts.

"But you don't know, I used to charge 80 to 100 yuan per man, now only 50 yuan is too cheap, isn't it?" Chen Yan said.

"I've inquired around, and some of the more upscale places in the city charge three or four hundred yuan, but most charge 100 yuan." Zhou Song paused and said, "It's okay, my wife likes to be fucked, and I like her to be fucked too. The more slutty she is, the more exciting it is!" "Being your wife is really tough!" Chen Yan said, punching Zhou Song's leg.

"Do you feel miserable? Aren't there many women who steal men, keep lovers, or become prostitutes? Take yourself for example, weren't you so lonely that you wanted to become a prostitute? Hehehe," Zhou Song laughed. "Having a husband like me is true happiness, at least the wife will be very, very sexually fulfilled!" "What about me? Should I let other men have sex with me too?" Chen Yan looked at Zhou Song and asked, "Will being with other men bring you pleasure?" "You? That's something you have to decide for yourself. Actually, only specific people doing specific things are exciting! Maybe watching you being with men would be exciting and thrilling for me, but it's not the same as watching my wife being with someone else." Zhou Song sighed and added, "If you were my wife, I would be very happy and excited." "I'm not going to discuss this with you anymore, it seems like you're always right!" Chen Yan continued, "I always..." "I don't trust Lao Huang to be the middleman. I'm worried he'll find the wrong people. What if he finds someone with an STD or someone who knows us?" "That's a bit worrying!" "Or, how about this: he can be the middleman for these fifty or sixty people under him, and he can't introduce any new people. What do you think? Later, I'll find some more reliable out-of-town foremen to act as middlemen, hehehe." "Great idea!" "Would my idea be wrong? That way, all the migrant workers under these foremen will come and have sex with your wife. You won't have to worry about getting diseases, and you won't have to worry about money. But, I'm afraid Ah Ling won't be able to handle it!" "What do you mean she won't be able to handle it? Didn't you see her rubbing her breasts in the room right now? Hehehe." "There are only a few people now. Later, there will be at least several hundred men waiting to fuck your wife's cunt!" As she spoke, Chen Yan reached into Zhou Song's crotch again.

"It's okay, she'll tell me if she can't take it. I'm not forcing her." "Look at you, you become like this the moment you mention hundreds of men waiting to fuck your wife!" Chen Yan said, feigning fear.

"Hehehe..." Zhou Song chuckled wickedly and reached under Chen Yan's skirt, but Chen Yan blocked him, saying, "What, are you wet too? Afraid I'll find out!" "No way!" In the days that followed, with Jin Ling around, Chen Yan took a backseat, but because Jin Ling's cunt was indeed a money-making machine, the income was considerable. To make it easier to entertain guests, air conditioning was installed in the guest rooms, study, and living room—after all, the money was in Jin Ling's cunt, and it would come with just one fuck.

Zhou Song mostly stayed at Chen Yan's house, he and Chen Yan slept in the master bedroom, while Zhou Song's wife—Jin Ling—received the semen of different men day and night in the guest room.

Zhou Song occasionally had sex with Jin Ling, but because Chen Yan intended to expand her "business" and attract more clients, Jin Ling's cunt was usually packed full, leaving her no free time. Chen Yan, on the other hand, occasionally entertained some relatively attractive men to satisfy herself, while the migrant workers were all left to Jin Ling—Jin Ling was quite happy about it, after all, her emptiness could only be filled with a strong and powerful penis—and she was no longer used to emptiness.

The three strange couples, Chen Yan, Jin Ling, and Zhou Song, were living quite happily. Zhou Song had even gained a lot of weight—perhaps because he no longer worried about work, as as long as his wife spread her legs, money would naturally flow in, and also because of the care of the sexy beauty Chen Yan—in short, he had become much more prosperous.

Jin Ling's album of lovers' photos gradually thickened. As for how many men will rape her and how much semen will remain in her cunt, you, the readers, can give us the count!

-- However, her breasts have indeed grown larger, upgrading from an A cup to a C cup. Although she is still not as good as Chen Yan, she is at least more alluring. -- Due to excessive indulgence, her reproductive system has lost its reproductive function, which relieves Zhou Song of his worries and reduces Jin Ling's burden.

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