[3P Record]

Single Men's Schemes (Part 1)

We've all heard of beautiful women's scheming, but do single men need to be scheming too? Of course! If a single man doesn't have a bit of scheming, do you think he can get girls to offer themselves or couples to go out with him just by taking a few silly photos

with some idiot?

A single man without any scheming will only be able

to drool over other people's helpful tips online. But does having scheming guarantee a date? Wrong. Besides scheming, you also need exceptional luck. So, we single men

must hone our skills and then, when the opportunity arises, deliver a decisive blow to turn that opportunity into

good fortune (this doesn't include those handsome, well-built, and wealthy men).

It was quite unexpected to be paired with K (male) and M (female) for a matchmaking event. They had originally only been looking for

couples in the chat room. After the event, as M drifted off to sleep with a sweet smile on her face, K and I

chatted during our after-party. I asked K, "Why did you choose me for your matchmaking event?" K thought for a moment and replied, "You were

one of the few who didn't actively ask me out, and the topics you mentioned interested me."

K was interested in my topics, so I quickly got his MSN. Once on MSN,

we started chatting about our past matchmaking experiences and sharing our tips for pursuing girls. Perhaps because we got along well,

K felt we shared common interests, so when we discussed inviting them out, he reluctantly agreed to let me, a

single guy, try a matchmaking event with them. We eventually chose the theme of the event as mild humiliation, which of course was

with M's consent.

However, the night before the social gathering, K suddenly said that M was still shy, so she asked me not to touch her

breasts or vulva, and only to use my hand to service my penis. I felt a little

disappointed, but as a single guy, I should respect the choices of couples. Otherwise, you can choose not to go, so I generously

said, "If M is shy, I can be an observer." Now it was K's turn to feel embarrassed

. He apologized and said he would try his best to help me (this tactic of feigning weakness worked; single guys really do need to be a little cunning).

K and I arranged to meet M this Saturday afternoon. Because I came from the north, I arrived an

hour . But as a single guy, it seems awkward to go empty-handed. Should I bring some local produce?

Seriously! What points would local produce earn? And where would I get to produce local produce when I'm already there? So, taking advantage of a break, I ran to

a nearby Easyshop to pick out a gift for M. A little incident happened there…

When I entered the store, a plump lady initially came out to greet me. Perhaps because she saw I was

a guy , she immediately asked another lady, nicknamed "D," to help me choose a gift. The petite D had a

clean-cut face, long hair curled behind her ears, and a rather capable appearance. She was dressed very provocatively, wearing a low-cut, wide-necked

sweater . From my height, I could just see her full D-shaped breasts and the purple bra around the edges. I felt a little dizzy… Is business really that difficult these days? 　　So, I happily let D lead me up to the third floor to choose a thong. In the end, she found three thongs for me to choose from. I had no idea

which one was better , so I asked D which one was better. D, a little embarrassed, pointed to a semi-transparent gauze top with pink embroidery and black lace, saying, "I have this one, it's very comfortable to wear." 　　I really wanted to ask, "Are you wearing it today too?" But I held back and immediately nodded and bought it. D then turned around and bent down to find some stock in a lower cabinet to give to me. From my position, I was directly looking at D' s deep Pacific Ocean trench, and those full D-cups were resting on the cabinet drawer. The plump hemispheres bounced up and down with her movements, such lively orbs, I felt my nose getting a little bloodshot... Was this my reward for helping her with her sales? I wonder if I'll get more benefits if I buy another one? Interested friends can try the branch on Shiquan Road, remember to share with me if there are any benefits! 　　When I finished paying and walked out of the store with an silly grin, K and M had already messaged me to say they had arrived, so I went to the agreed meeting place to wait for them. The north had already turned cold that day due to a cold front, while the south still enjoyed a warm afternoon sun, pleasantly mild. My heart was pounding with anxiety, and I even broke out in a sweat – the most nerve-wracking moment of a blind date! 　　Suddenly, a male voice behind me asked, "Are you a t?" followed by a warm handshake. I turned around saw K. Expecting him to be a Taiwanese guy, I was surprised to find a well-built, nearly 180cm tall, handsome Taipei street style man. He parked his car on the side of the road and personally got out to greet me – incredibly polite! Following him to his car, I was surprised again! 　　A woman of medium height but very slender was standing in front of the car door. She had shoulder-length hair, wore a black tight-fitting dress that cinched at mid-thigh, revealing black fishnet stockings and black open-toed high heels. She greeted me with a sweet smile, nodding and clasping her hands together in a slight bow, inviting me to get in – this was M, today's leading lady. With that face, that outfit, that demeanor, she looked like a department store clerk or elevator attendant skipping work! 　　I immediately forgot all about D and got into the car with K and M. As soon as we got in, K immediately asked M to turn around and show off her cleavage. M obediently turned her head to the side like a good child so I could admire her. It was hard to believe that such a slender girl could have such a bottomless cleavage... Was this really today's leading lady? I felt like I had won the lottery! 　　We chatted and got to know each other on the way to the motel. From my initial observation, K was a cheerful, individualistic, polite, and talkative guy, although he always said he was Taiwanese; and M, although only 160 cm tall, had a great body proportion. Her slender figure made her legs look even longer, and all the excess fat on her body was concentrated in her chest and buttocks (this was what I saw later when M was undressed). 　　M's breasts weren't as astonishing as Ms. D's, but they were full and firm. For her figure, a large B -cup was just right, giving her a balanced and beautiful silhouette without being jarring. From the side, M truly had an S-shaped curve, with a prominent bust and buttocks. Even more captivating was M's sweet, childlike voice, similar to Lin Chi-ling's, and her demeanor was extremely elegant. Chatting with M made you unconsciously smile like an idiot. 　　Calling her a department store saleswoman? Absolutely wrong. She was a stunning flight attendant-level beauty with outstanding气质 (qi zhi - a combination of temperament, bearing, and presence), absolutely my type! The worst part was that shortly after entering the room, K pulled M up her skirt, revealing M's bright yellow...

She slapped her shapely buttocks, encased in her panties, for me to see. K said, "See? I told you so, M's butt is super

perky." After drooling, I looked at K, my gaze shifting from M's buttocks, and inwardly cried out, "K, you have to

keep your word! You have to help me..."

Actually, from the moment we met until now, I've been wondering if this perfect couple is

a scam, a honey trap, because they're just... too perfect!

Then we took turns showering and brushing our teeth. I took out the thong I'd prepared for M, and K asked M to put it on immediately. It seems

this gift was well-chosen. They were all a little surprised that I brought a gift, and their positive impression of single men instantly

increased (I need to be more cunning).

After showering, M put her clothes back on, including her fishnet stockings, and obediently lay on

the bed for K's massage. I started massaging M's shoulders while chatting with K. At K's suggestion, I

used the massage as an excuse to touch M's back. She was indeed an incredibly slender beauty, almost completely without any excess fat.

Even her legs were quite long and thin, yet not overly so, while her hips were very fleshy (in terms of overall

proportions ).

While chatting, K pulled up M's skirt again to show me the thong I had just bought and her

hips and legs. I then realized that M was wearing black fishnet stockings instead of pantyhose, which were extremely alluring.

So the two of us guys continued to caress M, who was lying on the bed, chatting idly. Seeing

that I wasn't proactive, K pulled M up and down her tight sweater from the neckline, revealing that she was wearing orange floral patterned underwear underneath.

He started playing with M's breasts. Since the theme of our game today

was mild humiliation, K gradually increased the intensity of his play, and M seemed to

react . I, on the other hand, played with M's beautiful legs and slender waist, not daring to overstep the boundaries I had promised M, because once I accidentally crossed

the line, M immediately screamed. It seemed that M was really nervous and very careful about whether I crossed the line; you really can't

just sneak around.

Afterwards, K stood by the bed and proactively exposed his penis, making M kneel on the floor to start giving him oral sex. K's size

wasn't small; it was a firm, large penis. Because K's nipples were very high, M had to tilt her head back and open

her mouth wide enough to take it in.

As M diligently and attentively served K, the scheming single man reappeared. I tried to test M

's limits (with K's consent, of course). While caressing her body, my hands inadvertently brushed against M's still

-clothed breasts. Seeing that she didn't object, I next used one hand to gently stroke her back to soothe her, while the other hand

lightly climbed up her breasts, gently teasing her nipples through her clothes.

But my gentleness contrasted sharply with K's forcefulness!

After enjoying M's complete and attentive oral service with a very manly attitude, he withdrew his already erect penis and then forcefully slapped M's delicate face, the slapping

sounds resounding "slap! slap!" M's face was covered in her own saliva and the man's pre-ejaculate.

"See? That's how you play with this slut. You don't need to pity her, she's just a slut, she won't be satisfied without hitting

her ," K said smugly.

Then K shoved his penis back into M's mouth and began thrusting his hips in and out of her mouth. M

remained silent throughout, enduring the sensation, as if she had grown accustomed to K's ravaging of her delicate face. I wondered if

M was shedding tears inside, or if she was also thrilled?

From the side, I saw M with her eyes closed, laboriously sucking K's penis, obediently matching his rhythm,

her expression a mix of pleasure and discomfort. Seeing K's rough treatment, yet M still yielding, I

had no choice but to follow suit.

My hand slipped directly inside M's clothes and began to fondle her breasts. Although M was slender,

her breasts were quite ample. While only a B cup, they felt wonderful to the touch—smooth, supple, and remarkably

elastic. Even a light touch on her breasts revealed the resonant movement of the flesh, unlike some large breasts that felt completely soft and

yielding .

K's thrusting was incredibly vigorous; his hips moved rapidly, pulling

most of before forcefully plunging it deep into her throat. How could M possibly withstand that? Sure enough, it wasn't

long before M couldn't take it anymore, coughing dryly and tears welling up in her eyes. Just as I was about to gently comfort her, K nonchalantly

gestured for me to ignore her.

Sure enough, M pitifully wiped away her tears, then elegantly wiped

her , turned around, took a sip of water, and obediently knelt back down, her eyes red, and took K's

penis into her mouth again, beginning a second round of oral penetration. This process was repeated three times! Three times! K

repeatedly humiliated M until she coughed and cried before finally sitting down, satisfied.

I was dumbfounded. How was she trained like this? The well-mannered and elegant M, without any

resistance , obediently knelt between K's legs and performed oral sex. After enduring the humiliation of being slapped and the forceful thrusting that made her cough and tear up

, she still obediently returned to her original position and took his penis into her mouth, letting K repeatedly ravage her little mouth... K's

image suddenly became very tall in my eyes.

Damn! I want M to suck my penis too!

Single Man's Schemes (Part 2)

"Damn! I want M to suck my penis too!" I shouted in my heart.

Then, K was indeed a loyal playmate. After M cleaned her mouth, K asked her to use her hands to service me.

I sat on the edge of the bed, while M, still wearing fishnet stockings, knelt on the floor with her legs spread in an M-shape. This time, however, she avoided my

penis and turned her head to look elsewhere, only using her hands to rub my groin.

M was really incredibly slender inside and out, even the strength of her hands was very light. Looking at her pitiful kneeling on

the ground, I really wanted to hold her in my arms and cherish her. However, a lustful desire was brewing within me, and the

beast inside me kept roaring, "I want M to suck my cock too! Push M's head down! You fucking

shut-in, push it down already!"

At this point, some people might choose to forcefully push M's head down, but I didn't do that. I

absolutely respected her; that's my principle. Otherwise, if M resisted, the pleasant atmosphere we'd had so far would be

ruined. The activity had only just begun; I couldn't take that risk!

So I changed my angle, letting M look at my cock. At this moment, M's little mouth was very close to this hard, almost

throbbing thing. I thought if she wanted to avoid it, she would turn her head away, but M didn't. Perhaps M's inner thoughts...

Struggling, huh! The cunning man knew he had a chance.

M's eyes told me she was hesitant too… This was the first hurdle of the day, and success or failure hinged on this moment. So,

the cunning man lowered his head and gently coaxed M, stroking her hair while taking her other

hand—the one not holding his penis—and placing it on his thigh. He gently stroked the back of her hand, telling her not to be afraid, not to feel pressured, to take it slow

, and so on. At the same time, he slowly raised his penis to give the hesitant M a little stimulation.

M gently held his penis in her hand, her gaze fixed on it. Although her mouth was slightly open and her tongue was

slightly protruding, she seemed to want to lick it but then hesitated… This stalemate lasted for about ten seconds, those ten seconds felt like an

hour…

Finally, M made up her mind and licked the tip of his penis with her tongue. After a few tentative probes and finding no

aversion, she circled the tip a few times before taking the entire tip into her mouth. At that moment, his penis

seemed to swell even more in her mouth! Oh, penis, you are so lucky today!

Watching M actively lick and suck, her cheeks puffing and hollowing out with focused concentration, without the slightest reluctance, was

far more pleasurable than forcing her. At that moment, I felt a sense of accomplishment, like winning a battle. But unlike K, I didn't

thrust forcefully; I simply quietly enjoyed the exquisite sensations of M's mouth.

This beautiful girl, who might normally be pampered by others, was now

kneeling before me, disheveled and submissive, licking my penis with her small mouth, letting me fondle her breasts. She would occasionally peek

up my intoxicated expression, her gaze a mixture of feigned resistance and allure, her eyes seemingly capable of captivating the soul…

This contradictory image of M constantly stimulated my brain,

providing !

It was as pleasurable as seeing a beautiful, domineering general manager's secretary now kneeling naked and obediently sucking my penis.

Just as I was feeling good about myself, K came up behind M, telling her not to take her mouth off my

penis , and pulled M up from her kneeling position, making her stick her buttocks out high. M continued to diligently

serve my penis, not forgetting her oral work, while K roughly lifted M's dress up to her

chest, then pulled off her thong.

Then K proudly pointed to M's waist and said, "M is the girl with the best waist-to-hip ratio I've ever seen."

As he spoke, squeezed M's buttocks hard with both hands. Only then did I notice the triangle below M's flat stomach, and

her beautiful legs clad in fishnet stockings, which were incredibly beautiful and captivating.

K grinned slyly and spread M's long legs, slowly entering her from behind. Of course, M probably

knew what was about to happen. In the instant she was about to take it, she took a deep breath, but for

the penis still in his mouth, it felt like a strong suction, as if it was trying to suck out my essence. It really made

my lower body shake as if it was about to collapse. Hold on! You cunning man, the best is yet to come!

Then K started thrusting "slap! slap! slap!" and kept slapping M's round, beautiful buttocks. M was

being pounded hard while trying her best to swallow and release my penis, enduring our attack from both ends. At this time,

with K's consent, I unhooked M's bra, leaving her tight outer garment and bra hanging on her body. I

took the opportunity to play with M's breasts to my heart's content.

I'm not a big-breast fetishist, so M's breasts were quite suitable for me. I could completely grasp them with one hand

and at the same time pinch, touch, rub, and pinch the breasts and nipples to give M more comprehensive stimulation. From my perspective , M's back curves are stunning

. Her shoulders are narrow, but her waist is even thinner, almost like the delicate figure described in poetry, "too delicate to be grasped in one hand." Then, her hips rise in a beautiful, rounded curve – the very essence of youthful beauty! 　　The last time I saw such a shapely figure was probably two or three years ago. M's bare back curves are so beautiful they remind me of the 3P "Milk Girl" videos that circulated online a few years ago. Those images of the Milk Girl, naked and with her shapely buttocks exposed on a dark screen, seem to reappear before my eyes! (Haven't seen the 3P Milk Girl tutorial video? Then single guys really shouldn't be out there.) 　　When K pushed M from behind for a while and then paused, the quick-witted single guy thoughtfully made . K easily lifted the petite M onto the bed and laid her flat. At this moment, M lay on the bed with her starry eyes half-closed, looking at us with a mixture of resentment and weariness. Her face was flushed, and her expression was soft and languid. Her dress was pulled up to her chest, and her bra was still hanging in front of her chest. From the chest down, she was naked except for fishnet stockings. 　　Red finger marks crisscrossed her fair breasts, her flat stomach undulating with her soft breaths, while the dark forest between her legs was a mess, her pubic hair glistening with droplets of moisture. Her fair thighs were tightly pressed together , one leg straight and the other bent behind her buttocks. One of her black fishnet stockings had been pulled down to her ankle, the other still bound at her knee. Although M wasn't completely naked, her disheveled, wanton allure was even more captivating than if she were fully naked! 　　It was hard to imagine that just moments ago, M had been dressed like this, elegant like a refined lady, speaking eloquently , radiant and unapproachable, yet now she was being wantonly played with by two beasts, not only offering no resistance but even yielding, until she lay weakly on the bed, panting… What a change! What a contrast! What an exhilarating sensation! 　　At this moment, M seemed to realize that K and I were spying on her. Shyly, she covered her face with her hands, coyly begging us not to look . Her voice, seven parts sweet and three parts shy, didn't stop our gaze; instead, it made K and me even more aroused. 　　Was the activity over? No, the real show was just beginning. 　　We all knew that today's goal wasn't achieved yet. K didn't give M much time to rest. He swiftly stripped M of all her clothes, leaving her naked like a lamb. M hurriedly tried to cover her chest and lower body , but how could her hands possibly cover everything? The more she tried to hide, the more it seemed like a feigned resistance, and the shy look in her eyes was undeniably alluring. 　　K pulled M to the edge of the bed, letting her lie flat on her back with her buttocks and legs dangling in the air. Then, K slid his penis between M's raised legs, and once M was comfortable, he pressed down and thrust as deeply as possible, pressing M's legs against her chest, her lower body almost folding back to her upper body. As K got up slightly and began to thrust, I also placed my erect penis in front of M's mouth, once again enjoying the service of this beautiful and charming woman.

This time, watching from the front, M was being relentlessly pounded by K while her face turned to the side, her tongue licking the

glans . Her delicately made-up face showed a mixture of enjoyment and forced restraint, a kind of

awkwardness as she endured the act of licking and sucking. Although M's appearance was heartbreaking, it only fueled my erection, igniting an even

stronger sense of sadomasochistic pleasure. "Man, you're a beast!

" At this point, besides thrusting, K would occasionally slap M's buttocks and ask if I enjoyed being licked by her, completely

disregarding her as his beloved girlfriend and treating her as a toy to share with any man.

"A plaything that's incredibly pleasurable to abuse!" K, you're another beast.

When K reached a certain point in his thrusting, he told me to put on a condom. Upon hearing this, M immediately twisted her waist, struggled, and

protested with loud, moaning voices. K actually respected M quite a bit. He first gave me a

helpless look, indicating he couldn't help me, then immediately bent down to comfort M. If you were a single man at this moment, what would you do? Obediently

masturbate , or rush over and push K away?

Since K was being so generous, the cunning man immediately put on a condom, ready to seize the opportunity. K had already started another

round of vigorous thrusting, but if a single man simply waits for M to be fucked unconscious before forcing himself on her,

that would be too lame, what fun would that be? Opportunities don't fall for nothing, so I lay down

next to M's head and began to use all my cunning to coax M...

In the midst of K's relentless struggle, another mental battle began between M and me.

t (me): "M, do you know what we're going to do today?"

M thought for a moment and gave a very careful answer: "...drink tea and chat." (Damn...you

cooperated so well by being stripped naked, you'd better just think you're out for tea and chat!)

t: "Just drinking tea and chatting, then what are you doing now?"

M: "..."

M: "Ah...ah...ah..." K then increased the force, seemingly very dissatisfied with M's answer.

t: "What are you doing now, M? Tell me!" My words became more forceful, and my tone became much fiercer.

M: "Making love with baby..." Even now, M is completely ravaged by us, but her tone is still

so elegant, but I exist to shatter your elegance!

I said fiercely: "Being fucked like this, you still don't dare to admit it? Tell me, are you being fucked?"

K then smiled, giving me a suggestive reward.

M: "Yes, I'm being fucked by baby." M seemed to know that I wanted her to say the word "fuck."

T: "Is it just being fucked by K?"

M: "And letting T...play with you." It seems M is still holding back.

T: "And you want us both to be happy, right? Ask K if he's happy."

M then opened her eyes and looked at K: "Baby, are you happy?"

K: "Super happy, so good. Then ask T if he's having fun?" K really knows what's up, immediately passing the ball back to

me.

M: "T, are you happy?"

T: "Not happy enough, not good enough!"

M: "Then how will little M make T happy?"

T: "It depends on little M's performance! Coming all this way and going back unhappy would be pretty pathetic." I suddenly

felt like I was being a jerk when I said that.

M then looked at K, and finally closed her eyes: "Then little M will make T happy, little M will let T play with you."

T: "Little M wants me to play with you however I want, until I'm happy? How can little M be so lewd?" It seems like there's

a chance !

After enduring K's relentless thrusting, M said, "Yes, little M is very slutty. As long as T is happy, little M lets T

do whatever he wants."

Bingo... I've been waiting for you to say that.

K then pulled out his penis, making room... K, you're such a beast! Do you know

you're not giving up a roadside stall seat, but a seat worth first class? K, you're fucking

despicable, just as despicable as me.

Because I immediately took K's place, and pressed M down again, but my penis just stopped at the entrance of M's

vagina. I looked down and asked M again, "Little M, do you want me to 'fuck' you?"

I emphasized the word "fuck".

M: "Yes, as long as T likes it, little M will let T fuck me. Little M is the most slutty."

M is actually very smart. She knows what answer you want her to give, it's just a matter of whether she's willing to say it or not. M

seemed to have gone all out, so the cunning guy didn't hold back. Despite his harsh tone,

he still showed the necessary politeness and tenderness towards the girl's body. I very slowly pushed my penis in, making sure M didn't feel pain, and

only started thrusting after she was completely relaxed.

K, sitting next to me, smiled at my behavior. I think he was pleased with my question and my

respect and tenderness towards M, because I knew that if M hadn't said "okay," K would never have let me force myself on her. (I

didn't force myself on her; this had absolutely nothing to do with K's fist. It was about respect and politeness, which I'm

emphasizing again, feeling a little guilty.)

M's lower body was quite tight, probably because she was petite, and her vaginal canal was also narrow. Every time I entered and exited,

I could feel the pleasure of my penis scraping around inside her. Without my interference, and with K just being

a spectator , M could finally relax and fully enjoy the pleasure of being penetrated for the first time today.

As I thrust in and out of M's body, besides the physical pleasure, I recalled the stunning beauty I had seen upon first meeting her and the arousal I felt before we went to

bed . Now, seeing her naked and helpless beneath me, moaning and yielding,

the sense of accomplishment in my heart swelled to an immense size, as if my penis itself had grown larger.

Therefore, I worked even harder, trying to thoroughly satisfy M. But

human strength has its limits, and my aching back was a source of great discomfort. Knowing I was nearing my limit,

I thrust slowly and forcefully, almost splitting M in two again, and

held . At this point, my penis was deep inside M's core. After we were still, I simply applied pressure to my penis,

allowing M to feel its slight movement and changes deep inside her body (not thrusting).

M, who had been keeping her eyes closed and humming softly like a baby, suddenly opened her eyes and

mouth , responding to my penetrating thrusts with an expression of unbearable reverie. When the penis stopped moving slightly, I could

feel M exhale a long, deep breath. Then, M's legs, which had been swaying and weak, suddenly moved towards my waist.

As she tightened her grip, I felt a contraction in her vagina.

Had M climaxed? I wasn't sure, but having penetrated so deeply and for so long, I was worried she might be uncomfortable. Just as I was about to pull back

slightly , M suddenly wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling me close, her eyes meeting mine, and

said urgently, "Don't move! Don't move!"

I immediately pressed down again, forcefully plunging my penis deep into M's tightening vagina. Her legs, which had been tightly

gripping my waist, began to weaken, trembling slightly... As our eyes met, M

finally exhaled again, telling me in a trembling voice, "T, you're so thick! So hard!" I guessed she was

a little dizzy with pleasure, and so was I.

For me, watching a woman achieve satisfaction on my body is always more exhilarating than achieving it myself.

M really knows how to talk, although I don't quite believe it, because K's size is better than mine, but

there's probably no better compliment a man could receive! Moreover, it came from M's mouth, which was a huge encouragement!

Actually, I wanted to go for M again right then and there, but a shrewd single man knows this is a three-

person game, and you have to cater to all three people's interests. You have to be attentive to the needs of the other person at all times, and you have to

know who the master is... When I saw K already excitedly masturbating on the side, I dutifully gave

my place back to K.

K still smiled at me, and before mounting, he gently bent down to comfort M. This time, K seemed to have entered

a berserk state. In addition to the normal position, he forcefully attacked M and directly picked her up, using the "train bento" position to have sex with

her. I saw K carrying M like a heavily armed warrior, walking around the bed while thrusting his full body against M

's lower body, as if he wanted to pierce M's body.

M also wrapped her arms around K's neck, her buttocks moving up and down seamlessly to meet his movements. It seemed that this was a

very familiar lovemaking position for the couple. When K put M down, M's face was flushed and her whole body was covered in sweat,

slightly damp as if she had just been sprayed with water.

K covered her with a "Train Bento" skill card, ending this round. I walked over to M and whispered

, "Are you okay? Can we continue?" M nodded, indicating that she was okay. I thought M had just been brutally

attacked and was afraid she couldn't handle it, so I asked M, "Do you want me to be gentler or more crazy?" M almost breathed a reply

, "Then what do you like? I'm fine with anything, as long as you're happy."

She gave me a smile as she answered. I knew that this time, M wasn't as scared as last time and had

genuinely accepted me. Where can you find such a beautiful and obedient girl? M was still lying flat on the bed, so

I deliberately put on a fierce look and quickly and forcefully spread M's legs apart. M, who was still panting, seemed to have guessed that I would also have

another round of hard sex with her, and was already prepared to accept it.

But unlike her guess, I slowly pushed my penis two-thirds of the way into her vagina, then gently thrust in and

out, allowing her to slowly recover from the shock of the train lunch. This gentle treatment seemed to work well for her,

as I received a response from her wrapping her arms around me again. I believed that at this point, no matter how I did it to her, she

genuinely wouldn't object.

This time, I wanted more than just thrusting; I wanted to humiliate her psychologically. So, while I continued thrusting into her

body, I started a question-and-answer session, making her utter many lewd words.

T: "Is it good for you, little M?"

M: "It feels so good to be fucked by T!" Damn, M really went all out, no longer paying attention to her elegant language

. The only thing that remained unchanged was her sweet voice.

T: "Little M, you are the most lewd and shameless xxx I've ever fucked." xxx is M's profession,

a rather respectable profession.

K: "Isn't little M a slutty little bitch?" K was really adding fuel to the fire.

M: "Yes, little M is a slutty little bitch, a little bitch who loves being fucked by Baby and T."

She's really good with words; K and I were totally excited hearing that.

T: "Little M, how about I open the door and let the people outside come in and fuck you?"

M: "No way, I only let Baby and T fuck me."

Damn, she's still so conscious! No, I have to fuck her harder, faster…

K: "T, fuck little M hard, I'll go open the door." K and I really get along well!

T: "M, K and I want to see you get fucked by someone else. Do you want to let someone else fuck you?"

M: "Okay, as long as you're happy, I'll let someone else fuck me."

Perhaps influenced by the shame of being fucked by another man in front of her boyfriend, M wanted to

sink depravity. At this moment, M was completely immersed in sex, even more unrestrained and wanton than before.

When I moved away from M for the second time, it was K's turn again... The cooldown of the "train bento" was over,

and he unleashed his ultimate move again, pounding into M like a demon king with all his might... When he finally put M down, M was

completely limp on the bed. K, following the original plan, put his penis in front of M's face, ejaculated all over M's face,

and then retreated comfortably. I don't have K's stamina, and I haven't learned the "train bento" skill.

What ?

I picked up M's black peep-toe high heels and helped her put them on. Then I helped her off the bed. At this point, M was completely immobile .

Even after I helped her off the bed, her legs were still bent and she couldn't straighten them. If I didn't support her, she

would have collapsed to the ground. I then helped M to the window, letting her hold onto the windowsill herself, and then she

slowly stood up in her high heels.

I asked from behind, "Are you alright?" M nodded, and I penetrated her from behind, giving it

my all the final thrust. I also pulled back the curtains, causing M to gasp in surprise. The window was frosted glass,

so we couldn't see inside from the outside, but the stimulation of making love in the sunlight was even greater than thrusting in the dark. In the final round, I

left M with her face still covered in K's semen, completely naked except for her black high heels, lying by the window in the sunlight,

allowing me to thrust and release my desire to my heart's content!

When I realized M couldn't even hold onto the windowsill, I took her back to

bed with her legs in a V-shape, and then used my last bit of strength to try and achieve something greater. At this point, my sharp tongue got the better of me, and I wanted to take advantage

of the last opportunity to humiliate M again.

T: "Little M, I want you to watch K and tell K that you're really enjoying being fucked by me right now."

M, who had been speaking with her eyes closed, paused, opened her eyes, looked at K, but couldn't say a word.

Mouth. The same sentence is much harder to say when you close your eyes versus when you look your boyfriend in the eye.

K: "Little M, are you enjoying it?" K seemed to be really looking forward to M saying it.

T: "Looks like Little M isn't enjoying it enough! Then I'll stop." With that, I pretended to pull my penis

out of M's body.

M panicked a bit: "No... I'll say... Little M... Little M..." M looked at K but still

couldn't .

T: "Say it! You're enjoying it so much, why are you pretending?" At the same time, I thrust into M a few more times.

M took a deep breath, looked at K and said, "Baby... Little M is enjoying being fucked by T so much..."

T: "If it's so difficult, then I'd better not do it to you." I deliberately said the opposite and pulled my penis out,

leaving only the glans inside M's vagina.

M, looking at K anxiously, shouted, "Don't stop, don't stop... I said... Little M is enjoying being fucked by T so much!"

T: "What don't stop?" At this moment, a sly smile appeared on my lips; today's mission

was almost complete.

M: "Ugh... T, don't stop your cock... keep fucking me!"

M practically shouted these words, her hips constantly twisting as she spoke, trying to devour my cock

that was at the entrance of her hole. Looking at the anxious and ashamed look on her face, she was truly tormented by me;

the M now was completely different from the elegant and reserved M just now.

K seemed to be very excited after hearing this, his hand constantly rubbing his own cock.

T: "Is this how I fuck you?" I held back no longer, thrusting my cock all the way in, deeply penetrating

M's honey hole and starting to thrust, causing M's voice to suddenly rise to a high-pitched moan.

M: "Yes...that's it...fuck me...fuck me...don't stop..."

T: "So, little M, do you still want me to fuck you tomorrow?"

M: "Yes, yes...little M wants to be fucked by T tomorrow...don't stop...little M will be

fucked by T tomorrow and the day after..."

At this point, M probably couldn't care less about K's reaction anymore. She closed her eyes and simply enjoyed

the infinite . Finally, as promised, I ejaculated on M's face, ending this great battle. When I finished

ejaculating, K even made M say thank you to me. K, you're really awesome!

Although M's body looked so slender and weak, under the more than three rounds of ravaging by me and K

, M was like a beautiful painted boat sailing in a storm. Every time it seemed like it was about to be beaten to a pulp by the waves,

it always survived one hardship after another in the raging sea. It seems that M has been trained by K to be very

resilient .

M was now a far cry from the radiant smile and composed elegance she displayed when she entered the room.

Her face was flushed, weary, and she was panting heavily. She was completely naked except for one high heel barely covering her foot, and

her appearance was disheveled. Red marks from K's slaps clung to her fair chest and buttocks… Was this pathetic sight, this listless

girl lying on the bed, truly M? Only her still-sweet voice confirmed that she was the same

M from before, the one who would have turned heads on the street.

After we cleaned the dirt off M's face, K gently covered her with a blanket, and M slept for over

an hour. K and I took separate showers and talked some distance from the bed.

K: "You're quite good. I thought I couldn't help you, but you actually managed to find a way to get

M to accept you." Indeed, M and K were a couple who had just started trying to enter the dating scene. How

fortunate I was to have met them!

T: "I'm just showing you all respect and trying my best to benefit myself."

K: "Many people can't do that, right?"

T: "Why did you choose me for your meetup?"

K: "You're one of the few who doesn't directly ask me out, doesn't give me data, just talks to me about our interests and experiences

, and you're quite polite. I'm a guy, and I don't want to see the truth about single guys or their 'dirty pictures' right away, it's

disgusting , those people don't understand the situation."

I think the biggest reason K invited me out is that I was lucky enough to find what K wanted—the feeling he wanted from

the meetup , so he chose me. Fellow single guys, please make sure you know

whether the person you're chatting with is male or female. If they don't ask to see the truth about their body, don't send them anything, or you'll miss

your chance .

An hour later, M woke up and started showering and getting ready, even enjoying a bath in between. Half

an hour later, she was back in her tight-fitting dress, thigh-high stockings, and black high heels, transformed back into

the approachable, charming, and elegant woman she had been when she first entered the room.

As we were leaving, I noticed M had a short white scarf, a common sight in certain professions, wrapped around her neck, and couldn't

help but ask, "M, are you really not a flight attendant?" M smiled and said, "Do I look like one?" I knew M

wasn't , because she was rather petite, but M… I wanted to tell you, "You have a more refined demeanor

and poise than the average flight attendant." At least better than my flight attendant cousin.

Later, as we left, K and M enthusiastically discussed where they were going to eat in the car. M showed

no sign of distress, which convinced me that she was already used to this more intense style of sex. Afterwards

, I learned from M that K and M had discussed the process and the level of intimacy beforehand; the

only M might not have initially expected to accept me so quickly. Please, feminists,

don't misunderstand me and K as disrespecting M.

K, thank you for the invitation and hospitality; it was truly a royal welcome for me. I think you know

what I mean… I still owe you and M a meal. You must give me a chance to reciprocate next time! (Meaning

there must be a next time… Single man's scheming activated again!) 3P Diary – Slow Sex
One night, it was already 2 AM, and I was still working hard on the morning paper when someone

messaged me. A very polite guy, C, clearly explained his purpose. It turned out that C and his wife, D, were also looking for

suitable single men for a meetup. After a short half-hour conversation, C felt that my ideals and conditions

were similar to the single men he was looking for, so he readily arranged a time for the meetup. Everything was settled in
just half an hour. When C logged off, I was still a little dizzy. How could such a good thing

come knocking on my door? Because C and D's conditions weren't bad at all! Usually, these sudden invitations are…

In the middle of the night, single men are always a little worried, especially since I'm a rather calculating single man. Naturally, I suspected I was being

pranked by an online friend. So, in the days leading up to the meetup, I was always anxious and uncertain. Sometimes I was so excited I couldn't sleep, sometimes I

was so anxious I didn't want to sleep. Is this the feeling all single men have before a date?
Finally, the day arrived, and I arrived near the meeting place early. C, however,

was stuck and had to go home to pick up his wife D, so he messaged me beforehand saying he would be a little late. Feeling tense and anxious,

I went for a walk to look at some pretty girls and calm down.
Anyone who's ever waited for an online friend to meet knows that the time beforehand is the hardest. After a seemingly

short but incredibly long wait, C and D had already arrived at the motel. When I got to the motel

and entered the garage, I saw C's car. The level of that car was probably only driven by my vice president. Just that

special license plate alone was worth more than two months of my salary!
The long-suppressed truth was finally about to be revealed. I took a deep breath and climbed

the stairs , deliberately making my footsteps louder to give C and D upstairs some time to prepare.
Reaching the entrance, I saw a pair of men's shoes and a pair of black stiletto

heels , with glossy, deep colors and a row of rhinestones at the heels for added elegance. The shoes were graceful and sophisticated, and the glossy black

color gave them a noble, mysterious sexiness. The girl who chose these shoes must have excellent

taste, and imagining her wearing them, I figured she must also have a pair of captivating, long legs! I took another deep

breath , turned around, and went into the room…
I immediately saw C and D. C was busy on the phone, probably discussing work, while D

politely smiled and greeted me before hiding behind C. After I put my bag down and officially

met the couple, I took a closer look at them. Although the lighting in the motel was dim, I could still

tell that C was a handsome and refined-looking young man. Even I, who usually considers myself refined,

looked more like a page than C, who had the air of a scholarly nobleman.
As for D, she had a strikingly beautiful face and long, wavy brown hair styled

in a princess updo, which made her look charming without being vulgar. D wore a white wool print print short

dress , the hem slightly tapered and gathered below her hips, barely covering her shapely buttocks. She wasn't wearing anything below her hips

, revealing her long, beautiful legs. Because the dress was so short, you could almost

see , making them appear even longer and more slender. When D sat elegantly on the sofa,

you could almost see her underwear.
If M is a tender, crisp, and fragrant green apple on a tree, eager to be picked, then D is a ripe

, sweet, and juicy peach, bursting with flavor at the slightest touch, making one want to carefully cherish it

in their palm. (For M's story, please see the previous work—"The Scheming Single Man.")
I joined the couple on the sofa for a chat. To ease the tension, I started by sharing anecdotes from previous

matchmaking events, and we quickly became engrossed in conversation. C is a very talkative friend, and

we often found ourselves sharing similar thoughts, which I suppose is why we met today!
D, on the other hand, was like a demure young wife, nestled close to C, quietly listening to our conversation, occasionally offering

a gentle smile or softly answering my questions, like a well-mannered

lady from a respectable family. C and D modestly claimed to be a couple my age, but looking at them, you really couldn't tell they were over

thirty, especially D. Give her a book and walk around campus; she'd look like a well-dressed graduate student.

Seeing this perfect couple, I really felt like I'd used up all my luck with romance for the whole year to get a date

with them .
After we washed up, C dimmed the lights, leaving only the blue LED floor lamp casting a soft

glow in the darkness. The room suddenly transformed from its previous liveliness to a dim and quiet atmosphere, as if something naughty was about to

happen . An atmosphere that stirred up my desire slowly spread without me even realizing it.
C asked me to lie down on the bed first and generously asked D to "service" my penis. Shouldn't I be serving

the girl ? D obediently knelt down beside me in a puppy-dog pose, elegantly tucking her long hair behind her ear before

gently licking the head of my penis with her tongue. D first used the tip of her tongue to circle over the entire head, then moved up and down between the urethral opening.

The pressure was just right, not so gentle as to lose the sensation of contact, nor so strong as to cause pain. At that moment, I really

felt D must have been well-trained.
At this moment, besides watching D's beautiful face turned to the side as she diligently licked my testicles, I also saw D's slender

waist and high, beautiful buttocks swaying slightly in the air as C teased her vulva with his fingers; D's

skirt her long, beautiful legs with bent knees were completely exposed from her inner thighs to her ankles...
Normally, seeing those beautiful legs on the street would probably make countless passersby drool, but now this hot girl, less than half an hour after

we met was kneeling in front of me, diligently using her little mouth to please me, a stranger.

The feeling in my heart at that moment could only be described as "fuck"—it felt so good, like being an emperor!
"Sister-in-law's mouth is really amazing, it's made me so hard!"
"I told you, little D's mouth is incredible!"
D seemed to hear our praise and seemed to work even harder, just like a good child who works hard when given candy

.
After C finished her finger work, she directly took off D's white dress, revealing D's entire

blue lingerie set. D's bra had a very good push-up effect; although it was only a C cup, it looked much larger.

The blue petal lace bra sculpted D's figure even more fully, and the deep cleavage made one want to

bury their face in it. It also made her 24-inch waist appear even slimmer. She truly was a perfect

wife !
After D removed her lingerie, her small, jade-like nipples and rounded breasts looked even more

mysterious and alluring under the blue light. At this moment, D knelt on the bed, and C and I simultaneously began to enjoy

D's beautiful breasts, each using one hand and mouth. D's breasts had a faint fragrance different from shower gel, which could be smelled as soon as you got close; moreover,

the skin of D's breasts was delicate and smooth, like touching fine silk.
As we were enjoying ourselves, my hand also began to attack D's clitoris. D's vulva seemed very...

It was small, only about the width of a finger when I first touched it, but after a few caresses and teasing touches, her hips

involuntarily wiggled, and her vulva began to moisten. D responded to the wetness of her vulva

by moaning softly...
In this way, under the multiple stimulations of sight, smell, touch, and hearing, it wasn't long before C pushed D down and lay

flat . Then it was my turn to serve D. I lay between D's legs and first observed D's vulva. It was indeed

as narrow as I had guessed, and even the skin around the vulva had a faint fragrance, making me want to

get closer it more. I gently adjusted D's position, then used my hand to help spread her labia, and it was my turn to repay D with my tongue.
I first used the tip of my tongue to lightly touch D's clitoris, then swept it back and forth in fine lines, and finally began to lick it

thoroughly , returning to the clitoris and starting to lick it quickly. D's pleasure seemed to build layer by layer with my

advances. As I rapidly licked her clitoris, D's body convulsed, and her cries

rose higher and higher, almost indistinguishable...
"Mmm...mmm...mmm...ah...ah...ah..." The baby's wailing suddenly

turned prolonged moan. I think D had reached her first climax of the day.
After resting, C had D get up and lie on top of me, sucking and swallowing. Then C himself

began thrusting his penis between D's high, round buttocks. Attacked from both sides, D quickly reached pleasure. With my penis in her mouth,

she continued to moan softly, "Ugh...ugh...ugh..."
Seeing C's satisfied expression, I believed he was also happy to see his wife so busy on both sides.

So I also began to move up and down automatically, my penis moving between D's tongue and mouth. I couldn't see her expression, but

I imagined she was enjoying it with both pain and pleasure!
Then we had D change positions, letting her service C's penis while my penis began

to work between D's thighs. Time seemed to slow down considerably. I deliberately slowed the frequency of my thrusts and

began to carefully caress and admire D's entire body. The skin on D's back was as smooth as her breasts, her 24-inch

waist without a single ounce of fat. As her full, rounded buttocks opened to allow me to enter and exit, her waist appeared even more delicate and

fragile .
Looking down at my own hard penis constantly moving in and out of her tight, wet vagina, this scene

stimulated my penis to swell and thicken even more. Once my penis was excited, I thrust even harder, causing D to pause repeatedly to give C oral sex,

panting and looking down. Such graceful lines paired with long, beautiful legs—she was practically a carbon copy of Milk Girl

… Only then did I realize that only nerdy guys fantasize about Milk Girl's figure every day, while successful

men sleep with wives like Milk Girl every night.
(c: "Who's Milk Girl? Can she compare to my wife?")
A pretty girl like Milk Girl isn't just pretty; the pretty girl who's sticking out her beautiful buttocks and constantly welcoming my penis

while moaning softly is a real married woman! Being able to have sex with a campus beauty without lifting a finger

is every man's dream, right? A pretty girl with these qualities, a beautiful married woman, and

being able have sex with her in front of her husband—this scene satisfies all of a man's lewd fantasies. The excitement of sex

is so intense it's almost bursting out of my head!
It's not just about rapid thrusting to satisfy sexual desire; this slow, gentle sex can also achieve full liberation of the body and

mind . The three of us moved at different frequencies, and in this

dimly lit room with its blue glow, the moans and the men's exclamations unconsciously blended into a harmonious

rhythm . The melody, broken and scattered in the dark space, composed a lewd and alluring blue seduction.
Afterwards, I suggested that C slightly brighten the lights so that we could better appreciate D's curves

. C generously gave me all the time. After D lay down on the bed, I used my penis to thrust in and out of

D's vagina. D's vagina was really tight, and her vaginal opening was shallow. D couldn't handle even a little deep penetration, so I

had to slowly and gently insert it first, planning for later. Looking at D's beautiful face while having sex was indeed

a different kind of stimulation. Looking at D face to face, I felt even more that she was a feast for the eyes!
Indeed, there is a saying, "Nothing tastes better than dumplings, and nothing is better than your sister-in-law!" Watching her dazed eyes beneath me,

her fingers tightly clasped around mine, her soft moans rising and falling with my thrusts, it was as if

I was the master controlling her pleasure, her irreplaceable sovereign. C, besides occasionally lighting a cigarette, sometimes

smiling and watching from the side, sometimes gently holding D's small hand to comfort her, and sometimes putting my penis into D's mouth to enjoy

, didn't let D be idle at all.
Finally, C proudly asked D to demonstrate her cowgirl riding technique. It was karma; I'd just been riding

her, and now D was riding me. D's hips were truly amazing, moving like an electric motor without

stopping, and her stamina was incredible. The pleasurable sensation of my penis being tightly gripped by her vagina made me

move up and down in rhythm with her hips. This riding style almost sent me to heaven!
"My wife's ass is amazing, isn't it? She's practiced this move for a long time; I always fail when I try!" C

chuckled, seeing me nearly climaxing.
The dim, yellowish light cast our shadows on the wall. A faint smell of tobacco mixed with bodily fluids filled

the air. D's shy, alluring moans changed frequency... Watching the shadows on the wall,

my hands caressing the married woman's beautiful breasts, the feeling of reality and illusion intertwined, creating an indescribable sense of indulgence. This was

a morally reprehensible and ethically bankrupt act, yet there was no burden in our hearts. The last vestiges of guilt

were transformed into the ever-increasing pleasure of intercourse.
We understood the importance of having fun. Our clothes were not only for warmth and

social interaction, but also invisible shackles. Only by shedding these pretenses, closing the door, and

facing each other naked in bed could we rediscover our most natural human impulses and enjoy the most primal sexuality without restraint.
When the motel's phone rang, we put our clothes back on, as if returning from a primitive world to

civilized society, impeccably dressed and courteous, yet deep down we were still savoring the

endless pleasure we had just experienced. Stepping out of the motel, the beasts of the past were once again shackled, entering the jungle of morality,

awaiting the next liberation.
Postscript:
When D finally got out of bed, his legs were completely weak, and C had to support him to wash up.

I believe that D was satisfied with this as well! Afterwards, C told me that D was very satisfied with my gentle treatment during the process and

my attentive inquiries about her feelings, which made her feel respected and loved.
C himself said that seeing his usually conservative and dignified wife licking me without any hesitation and opening her legs for me

to penetrate her , such a lewd and wanton scene aroused him... This is probably

why C wanted me to serve his wife together!
The punishment for cheating (Part 1)
It was on the eve of a holiday again when I met this couple. What was special was that before meeting, it was the girl P

who contacted me. P, the person I met online, wasn't very talkative and didn't seem interested in talking to me. So, I had hoped to have a good

chat the matchmaking event, but after a week of no response, I finally lost patience and

asked directly, "Didn't you say you were going on a matchmaking event? Have you arranged anything?"
This question surprisingly worked well; P was quite direct in explaining their rules

and setting a time, but then there was silence again…
As I stood at the agreed-upon location waiting for P and her boyfriend N, I was incredibly anxious. Before

meeting them, we had barely talked. I knew nothing about N and P's interests, their motivations for the event, or even what they

really were like. Although this was my third matchmaking event,

I felt both curious and anxious about the mystery surrounding tonight's participants.
What if P's true nature didn't meet my expectations, or if N looked intimidating? Should I get involved?

If not, what excuse could I use?
Before I could decide on an answer, a campervan slowly drove up and stopped by the roadside. The passenger window rolled down, and in

the dim night, I could vaguely make out a sweet and lovely face, a gentle smile playing on her

lips. Seeing such a stunning face, even if N were a tattooed gangster, I would still jump in!

A man's is thicker than water... even dying under a peony flower is a willing death!
Soon we entered the motel, and only after entering the room did I get a clear look at N and P.

N, with short hair, had a cool face, his features somewhat resembling those of a handsome actor in a Hong Kong drama, and he also had a rather

muscular physique. If N hadn't immediately sat down and turned on the porn channel to watch intently,

his solitary, silent, and composed aura would have really resembled that of the handsome Hong Kong actor Alex Fong.
P, around 26 years old, was completely unlike her aloof and friendly smile online. With her shoulder-length brown

hair, she exuded approachability, completely lacking the distance she projected online. P had large,

bright eyes, a delicate, pointed nose, and perfectly sized cherry lips. Even with only light pink makeup, I

couldn't take my eyes off her.
That evening, P wore a dark, loose-fitting, wide-front blouse paired with a white pinstripe pleated skirt

and black patent leather heels about 4 inches high. The blouse's neckline subtly revealed P's shoulders, and judging by

her bust, I suspected she hadn't worn a bra to the event… The skirt was so short it was probably something she only

wore at home for her boyfriend, N, to show off. Wearing it out in public would likely make her a striking figure on the street.

The heels were also stylish; the large rhinestones on the uppers would draw attention from afar…

I imagine P's usual style suggests she's not exactly low-key.
To break the awkwardness of our unfamiliarity, I took the initiative to initiate conversation. In contrast to N's

aloof demeanor , P became a friendly room attendant, chatting enthusiastically with me. As the atmosphere improved, N

joined in the conversation, and I learned that N and I were in the same industry, while P was a successful young woman in finance. Both of us

had outstanding academic and professional backgrounds, and perhaps in time, I would see P in the media.
P's demeanor was different from the shy and passive M and C I had encountered before. Perhaps due to her

experience , P was more approachable, generous, lively, and outgoing, seemingly

unfazed by the prospect of having a passionate encounter with a strange man. Her speech was full of confidence and a touch of arrogance, and occasionally I could see a shrewd and capable glint in her eyes

, suggesting that P was likely a formidable manager at work (for

the stories of M and C, please refer to the previous work).
After our chat, P went to wash up first, and only then did I privately ask N what she hoped I would do today.
"Just play with her like a cheap bitch!" N replied casually, puffing on his cigarette.
So, today… I'm going to be the bad guy again.
When P came back, N went to wash up, leaving P and me alone. I chuckled and asked P, "Your boyfriend told me to

treat you like a bitch, don't you have any reservations?"
P answered without surprise, "Yeah, he said if it's okay, I can do it!"
"Aren't you afraid I'll go too far?"
"No, N will protect me!"
Since we both agreed, things were easy. I took N's camera and, as agreed, took some sexy

photos of P first. P was very cooperative, posing as I asked, while N deliberately stayed in the bathroom taking a bath, generously

letting me handle his girlfriend completely, only watching our interaction through the glass window.
P has a tall and fit figure, especially when she wears a short skirt and lies on the bed, her long, shapely

legs almost completely fill my gaze, making me eager to rush over and touch them. Although the neckline of her top isn't

wide enough to reveal P's beautiful breasts or cleavage, the slight exposure of her shoulders and the glimpse of her slender bones create a different kind of

elegant

the graceful charm revealed by a woman partially covered by clothing—that's the killer image that ignites a man's lust!
When P raised her upper body in a prone position, sure enough, only her beautiful breasts were visible under her top, completely uncovered. Seeing

this , I couldn't hold back any longer and hurriedly rushed to the bathroom.
When I returned, I saw N holding a camera, telling P to take off her white, sheer panties, spread her legs wide, and

pose in even more lewd positions and expressions for him to photograph. While taking pictures, N casually mentioned that P had

cheated on him , not just with one person, but also being taken to group sex parties by her lovers… where she was

brutally raped by other men like a bitch. After being discovered, P came back to apologize, saying she wanted to be N

's little bitch and accompany him to the group sex parties, which is why N accepted her back.
As N recounted her past, P blushed and blushed, but didn't deny it, even responding with a few "uh-huhs" when N

pressed . I was stunned by their story; it turned out that their group sex parties involved…

So, that's the reason. Well, today I'm here to be N's tool for getting revenge on P for cheating.
Now that things are out there, I have no more reservations. P's appearance is undeniably attractive, and

humiliating highly educated, high-status women is my favorite thing. Since P has always been so open about this,

I can relax and take the lead...
I first pulled P off the bed, then roughly pulled off her shirt and pressed down on her shoulders, making her kneel down and give me

oral sex. I watched as P reluctantly knelt down, sticking out her tongue to lick my already hard, red head.

P's tongue lightly touched the edge of the swollen head, then slowly licked the shaft and testicles, her movements incredibly

gentle , making my penis feel waves of tingling pleasure. I never expected P to

be so well-mannered, even when giving oral sex. This service already satisfied me, but I'm not just here for pleasure; I'm here to work, and

I must satisfy another man.
I pulled my penis out of P's mouth, which she was gently holding, and twisted my waist to slap it against her delicate, sweet face

. P was startled by the slap and her face paled. After slapping her, I put my penis back into P's mouth, while N,

holding a camera, brushed aside P's hair to record the entire process of P being slapped and giving her oral sex.
P's mouth is quite shallow; it can only hold half of my penis. Any more and she would frown in discomfort

. Knowing P's limits for oral sex, I sped up my thrusts. Watching P, her upper body naked, half-close her eyes and

diligently suck and exhale, her cheeks rising and falling with each thrust, her originally fair face slowly

turning rosy. Seeing this high-quality urban office lady obediently licking my genitals like a submissive wife,

there was only one word to describe it: pure bliss!
Seeing how uninhibited P was, I finally stopped being polite and pushed my penis deep into P's

mouth step by step until P finally couldn't help but spit it out, turning her head away and coughing.

Was it enough to make P look so pitiful, with tears in her eyes and her face flushed?
No, it wasn't enough…
"P, you're not only cheating on me, but you also go out and play group sex with other men. How come your oral skills are so bad? You can't even do deep throat?

Haven't you been taught? You dare to cheat on me with such poor oral skills! Aren't you ashamed?" I felt like I was possessed by the character,

not only bullying P's mouth but also beginning to humiliate her psyche.
P seemed worried that I wasn't satisfied, so she reluctantly swallowed another small piece of my penis, trying hard to please

the stranger in front of her. Even after being scolded, she kept trying to perform, truly showing the personality of a bitch. At this moment, N also took out his penis

and filmed the lewd scene of P licking both penises with her small mouth at the same time. Watching P

open her mouth and suck without any hesitation as soon as the penis came in, she was no longer like a classy and elegant OL. She was really... very lewd!
Then I pulled P onto the bed and made her lie on top of me. I roughly pulled her head and kissed her. P was a little

surprised, but she still obediently kissed me back, and her tongue fought with mine without any resistance. Then I started

to kiss P's neck and chest. P's collarbone was beautiful. Although her breasts were only a B cup, they were small and delicate.

Her areolas were small, and her nipples were round like pearls. Her breasts were soft and smooth. It was obvious that she usually took care of them. Her skin was so good

that it was irresistible. While licking P's upper body, my hand had already lifted P's short skirt and started teasing P's clitoris with my most skilled

index finger .
P's clitoris was incredibly sensitive; after only a couple of touches, she started moaning. Then, she began to writhe

her hips back and forth, trying to rub them faster against my fingers for greater pleasure. With my continued stimulation, P's writhing

became even faster, her hips twitching almost like spasms. Could it be...? Could she be having an orgasm?
"Rape me... rape me..." With her hips twitching, P began to whisper in a barely audible voice.

Damn! This was the first time I'd seen a girl react so strongly to touching her clitoris, the first time I'd ever heard a girl actively ask to be raped

! P's expression at that moment was incredibly lewd; this P was definitely not your average slut!
"Beg me... if you beg me, I'll fuck you, you slut." I flipped P over, woman on top,

into 69 position, and made her suck my penis again. At the same time, I used my index and middle fingers to vigorously

rub her clitoris, while my other hand constantly pinched and slapped her plump, round buttocks, making her cry out in pain.

The pain seemed to further stimulate the emptiness in her vagina.
"Please rape me, please... rape me with your penis, rape me like a bitch!" P

reluctantly spat out the penis, but cried out urgently, as if she didn't want to wait even a second longer and wanted a penis

to be inserted deeply to relieve her itch as soon as possible.
It seemed that teasing P with my fingers had made her a little distracted, so I immediately got up, made P lie down like a bitch, pulled P to arch her

back so that her buttocks were raised higher, and thrust my penis, which P had been licking and was now throbbing with anger, into P's wet little hole inch by inch

. As expected, the teasing of Xiaodoudou had already made P extremely eager for intercourse. Her vagina was

incredibly wet, and as soon as the penis entered, it slowly began to move. P even eagerly shook her raised buttocks to meet

the penis , twisting and turning constantly. Moreover, P even used a little girl's voice, like a girl asking for candy, to coax N, "Blow...

blow...husband, I want to blow..."
Upon hearing this, N also brought his penis to P's lips, and P didn't hesitate to take N's penis into her mouth and suck on it,

while her hips continued to rock back and forth, seemingly urging me to thrust harder. I don't know if P didn't want to neglect her boyfriend,

or if she really wanted to enjoy the pleasure of being attacked by two penises at the same time. This kind of lewd behavior of actively seeking pleasure

was truly astonishing.
What does it mean to treat P like a bitch? It means there's no need to hold back. Bitches aren't meant to be pampered,

but to be ravaged. I slowly increased the force of my thrusts and the amplitude of my hip movements, and P's moans

increased in volume accordingly. Finally, I decided to give this OL a good beating, shoving my penis

into her body with all my might each time. Even with another penis in her mouth, P's cries were incredibly high-pitched and piercing

, relentless and intense, more intense than any girl I'd ever known…
"Is it really that good? You're really getting this much pleasure from being fucked?" N, who was nearby, complained, almost

unable to bear it any longer: "When you're fucked by other men outside, do you moan this much?"
Hearing N's cold question, P suddenly subsided, suppressing the waves of pleasure, and

forced a low, nasal moan…
Then N suddenly left, and when she returned, she had a red, spherical object in her hand, with…

With two elastic bands and buckles, N stuffed the red ball into P's mouth, and the elastic bands were wrapped around the back of P's neck to secure it.
This was a gag!
At N's signal, I started thrusting again. I also wanted to see

what P would look like in the end, being fucked while wearing SM toys. The appearance of the gag excited me even more—by day she was a sweet and elegant white-collar woman,

but at night she wore this gag for her boyfriend and strangers to enjoy her beautiful body—this contrast aroused my

even greater lust! In addition to thrusting my penis in and out, I also grabbed and squeezed P's round and plump buttocks hard, slapping them

loudly !
P was gagged, unable to speak or make a sound, only able to whimper softly. Occasionally,

she would squint and look back at me, her eyes filled with an unbearable pleasure. I couldn't tell if she wanted me to stop, or if she wanted me not to

stop...
Because she couldn't close her mouth, P, lying on her stomach as I vigorously fucked her from behind, had her eyes closed and head drooping. Saliva

slowly spilled from the corners of her mouth, winding down her chin, dripping like a silver thread onto the sheets, soon

soaking a small area. P, with her head drooping and drooling, was uncontrollably

fucked to orgasm and went limp. This appearance really resembled that of a bitch fucked unconscious by a man.
And N even filmed this lewd scene completely... I wonder if N will watch

the video , mocking P while thrusting his penis hard into P's beautiful hole?
(Continued from the previous episode)
"You're not bad, you have a lot of tricks up your sleeve. The other girls I met up with before were all done with quickly, and we could only chat afterwards." "
Actually, I'm just a newbie. This is only my third time going on a blind date."
"But you seem to know a lot about how to humiliate girls."
"Yeah, for some girls who look elegant and untouchable, I really want to know what kind of repressed and lewd heart is hidden under

their elegant and classy exterior? What I want to know even more

is—how far can they be forced to degenerate?"
While N and I were chatting on the sofa, P was still sprawled on the bed in a V-shape, panting and enjoying

the afterglow of her orgasm. The gag was still on her mouth, and she was only wearing a white short skirt, the hem of which was lifted up to her waist, revealing

her plump, round buttocks with faint claw marks. Her legs were half-open, and the area between her thighs was muddy and swollen. The room

was filled with a strong smell of vaginal fluid mixed with pheromones.
After P finished resting, I took her to the shower. The shower room was open-plan, with a stone

hot spring pool right next to it, without any partitions. I helped P sit down and carefully washed every inch of her skin.

P enjoyed it, closing her eyes and letting me do as I pleased, while N leisurely soaked in the hot spring pool watching our interaction.
After I finished wiping the dried bodily fluids off P's face, I pulled her up and handed

her : "P, it's your turn to serve me."
P glanced at N soaking in the pool, and seeing that N had no objection, she obediently applied

the shower gel to me. Then, at my prompting, she even knelt down like a little maid to wash my penis, giving me a

pleasant fantasy of being a wealthy gentleman.
"You're really good at bullying me!" P said somewhat reluctantly at first.
"I came here just to bully you!" I said with a smile, looking definitely mischievous. A
girl, fresh from a bath, her fair skin and hair still glistening with water droplets, knelt

naked before a stranger, washing his penis. After rinsing off the foam, she directly used her mouth and tongue to suck and

massage the throbbing, erect penis, even carefully licking and sucking his testicles.
She seemed to have forgotten that her boyfriend was watching her from less than half a foot away, not at all afraid of his jealousy,

completely absorbed in the oral sex, oblivious to everything else. Meanwhile, he watched the entire scene from such close proximity, speechless

! The silence between the three in the bathhouse created an atmosphere of unknown lewdness, slowly brewing. This

first-ever close-up experience with three people in the bathhouse was incredibly pleasurable, almost numbing my sympathetic nerves! I felt like

I was humiliating not only P, but also N...
After we finished showering, I hugged P and kissed her cherry lips again. P glanced at N again, who

was still expressionless, showing no change in mood. N's silence made P let me taste her tongue, and when she was aroused

, she kissed me back again and again.
"N, are you stunned? Or is my behavior still not surprising to you? Are you testing my

limits? Interesting! Let's see who comes out on top."
Then I made P stand with her back to me, bent down, put her hands on the edge of the pool, and looked up at her boyfriend

N. Then I spread her buttocks and stretched out my fingers to probe between her legs... Her pussy was still wet! This little

slut , her pussy really hasn't been dry today!
"P, you're wet again just from giving me oral sex!"
"That's from the shower!" P, lying on her stomach with her buttocks raised high, still stubbornly argued.
"Will clear water leave a sticky trail?" I lewdly stretched out my hand in front of N, slowly spreading my thumb and

forefinger apart. A slippery liquid stretched and spread between my fingers, carrying a faint fishy smell.
"I didn't know you'd get wet just from licking my penis!" N said sourly after seeing the sticky liquid on my hand.

Facts speak louder than words, and P blushed instantly with embarrassment.
Without further ado, I thrust my erect penis, hardened by P's licking, into P's wet, slippery

honey pot , and in front of N, I began thrusting into his infinitely shy girlfriend once more. "Ah...ah...ah...

ah..." P's moans echoed once more throughout the spacious bathroom.
"Husband...it feels so good..." P, her brows furrowed, eyes glazed, panting heavily,

described The hot breath from P's small mouth almost directly hit N's face, making N feel P

's excitement even more intensely.
"Ah...ah...ah...ah..." P's legs went weak again
, and she couldn't stand up. The continuous thrusts caused P to moan incessantly, the high-pitched cries piercing the air.

The sounds of their bodies colliding echoed in the empty bathroom, creating a louder, more jarring effect.

The air was thick with a seductive, lewd atmosphere that lingered for a long time...
Back in the room, P changed into another pair of sexy lingerie and let N take pictures of her. N casually mentioned

that P had gone out to cheat, had been played with in the anus on the octopus chair, and had been simultaneously penetrated by two strange men.

Meiji, N only discovered all this after seeing P's MSN history.
"I'll listen to everything you say, and I've come out with you, so please don't bring up the past anymore! Okay,

honey!" P lay on the sofa, legs spread wide, offering her labia for N to photograph her most private parts.

N kept bringing up her outrageous past, and she finally couldn't bear it anymore, feeling ashamed.
"Let's play sandwich!" N said resolutely, looking at me. Looking into N's eyes, I knew

I couldn't . It seemed this was truly a night of revenge for P's infidelity; anger, jealousy, and lust

burned fiercely in the man's heart.
I took the lubricant, applied it to P's anus, and then gently inserted a single finger into P's rear. Lying on

the sofa, P said no, but her legs were spread wider than anyone else's, her eyes closed, quietly feeling

the intrusion of my finger… Was this a typical case of saying one thing but doing another?
One knuckle, two knuckles, three knuckles… one finger… two fingers… three fingers.

After the foreplay with my fingers, P's anus seemed to slowly adapt to the intrusion. As I rubbed

her clitoris with both hands, one in front of the other, and thrust into her anus, she began to slowly sway her hips back and forth to meet my teasing. Beads of sweat appeared on her forehead,

her face flushed, and her breathing became heavier… P, are you also looking forward to being penetrated by two men at the same time?
Then N took P to the bed. After N lay down, he let P sit on N's lap. N's penis first entered P

's vagina and stirred. Stimulated, P couldn't help but start swaying her hips back and forth.
"P, I'm going to fuck your anus…" I whispered in P's ear, and even blew a breath of hot air into her

ear.
"Mmm…"
I came behind P. Out of pity for P, I first used my fingers to slowly explore, and only after seeing that P was not uncomfortable did I

let my penis in.
A woman's anus is much tighter than her vagina, so it's really difficult to insert a penis without a very hard shaft.

P probably hadn't had her anus played with in a long time; when the head of my penis entered her anus, she already frowned. I had to

slow down my advance as much as possible. Afraid that P couldn't handle it, I stopped entering after about a third of my penis was inside and started

thrusting . With the two of us men thrusting in and out, P, sandwiched in between, must have been experiencing both pain and pleasure,

constantly enjoying the alternating assault of two penises.
"You were done like this by that guy last time, right? Didn't you say you could easily orgasm like this? Are you enjoying it now

?"
"Hmm...it hurts, but it's also very comfortable."
If someone were to see the three of us having sex in this position, they would definitely feel their blood boiling—

the naked P was sandwiched between two men, and N's hands were constantly playing with P's beautiful breasts. P would sometimes tilt her head back

and moan , and sometimes lower her head and groan, her expression extremely lazy and delicate; while her two lower orifices were simultaneously receiving

the thrusting of two penises, and N even stretched out his fingers and inserted them into P's mouth, making every cavity of P feel the impact of foreign objects. Even

the debauchery of an adult film actress couldn't be more than this, right? If P's colleagues knew that she was so daring, I wonder what kind of looks they would have on this shrewd and capable

office lady colleague?
My first time in the sandwich position was completed just like that. I think unless a woman's anus has also been

diligently developed, this position is more about visual effects than physical pleasure.
After finishing the sandwiches, the three of us went to the hot spring bath to chat. The bath was huge; I guessed even more girls

could fit in it. When P and I got back to bed first, I secretly apologized to P, since playing with sandwiches is

usually uncomfortable for girls. P generously said it was okay, there was pain and pleasure, and even said that excluding N, my

performance was among the best she'd ever met.
Damn… watching P eat snacks to replenish her energy while professionally commenting on my performance, she really

had that air of someone who'd seen it all! My head, which had been swayed by the sandwiches, hardened again. I

pulled P back to the bed, and once again touched her buttocks, which twitched repeatedly. She was again shouting for me to rape

her… P's appetite is really big.
Since the girl wanted it, I wasn't going to hold back. I spread P's legs and started playing with her in the missionary position, going in and out

.
"Tell me yourself how your subordinate got you into bed." N came to the bedside, lit a cigarette, and told

P to recount her past lewd and promiscuous affairs. I wanted to hear it too, so I slowed down the pace of my thrusting, allowing P,

who was already panting, to catch her breath and tell her story.
"It wasn't my choice. He asked me to come to his house to chat, and when I got there..."
"You got raped?" I asked with a lewd grin.
"He hugged me, said he liked me, and then carried me to the bed and took off my clothes..."
"You must have gotten him very wet, and in the end, you wanted him to fuck you, right?"
"Yeah." At this point, P, her face flushed, shyly buried her face in the pile of pillows and blankets.
"Ha, you're really lewd, getting fucked by your subordinate after you went into heat. Did he laugh at you for being lewd while he was fucking you?"
"Yes... He told me not to scold him anymore, and to help him get good performance reviews..."
"Damn! So fucking a female boss has these extra benefits, no wonder men fantasize about fucking female bosses!"
"Did you go to his house to see him afterward?"
"Yes... because his penis is so hard... ah... ah... slower... slower..."
"She cheated on me with him because of that guy's hard penis." As N spoke,

there seemed to be a hint of resentment in her eyes. Was it resentment for not satisfying P, or resentment for P's burning desire?
The more P heard her story, the more intensely she felt, and she immediately thrust into P hard for a while.
"Tell me how that guy fucked you in that office?" N stood silently to the side, recording P's recounting of her

past.
Damn! P really was fucked by her subordinate in the office? That's quite a stimulating story. I slowed down my thrusting and listened

quietly .
"His sales weren't good, and after work I called him in to ask him about it, but... he suddenly locked the door, and then... lifted

my skirt, took off my stockings, and started touching me, then spread my thighs and licked my clitoris... then

he pinned me to the table and raped me... saying I insulted him, and he wanted to punish me..."
"Honey, that time I... I really didn't mean to give him the chance!" "Was it rape? You didn't call for help? The fact that you didn't means you wanted him to do it too." I replied
sarcastically . 　　"..."

"Who else have you slept with?" Hearing this, I felt my penis swell even more.

Talking about past sexual encounters in front of her boyfriend and a strange playmate like this, she was incredibly bold!
"By... strangers... in nightclubs... and in the back alleys and parking

lots and when looking at houses... with salespeople..."
"You're like a horny bitch! You really can sleep with anyone!"
"No, it's that they touched me... I couldn't take it when they touched me..."
Judging from P's body sensitivity—the way she kept shaking her hips and squeezing her legs when touched—she really

might . P is probably the most lewd and daring girl I've ever seen. As she talked about her past, my penis was still

moving inside her vagina. With her words, I couldn't help but fantasize: in the office, her subordinate,

enraged , pinned her down on the table and fucked her hard, then calmly opened the door and left, leaving

P, disheveled and embarrassed, panting, angry, and helpless in the office.
Unable to bear being groped in the nightclub, P obediently followed the man to a back alley. Bare-chested in the moonlight,

she performed oral sex on a leering stranger, her hair gathered, perhaps even getting her face covered in his semen after he finished licking her penis. In
a bright, clean new apartment, she hit it off with a real estate agent, then her clothes were removed piece by piece. In front of the

locked master bedroom's floor-to-ceiling window, bathed in sunlight, she let another stranger indulge his lust. 　　"When he was being slept with by the real estate agent, he lied and said he was sleeping in her room. Humph! He was in the room, yes , but not sleeping, he was cheating." N's tone was calm, but her expression indifferent. I could feel the intense anger N felt as she spoke… perhaps even jealousy? 　　"Don't be angry, honey… eat… eat… give me… my penis…" P, like a child , tried to distract N, begging for his penis to lick her. 　　Was this the real, other side of the usually glamorous urban woman? I wonder what people who know ? If P could wear her work clothes and strike such a lewd pose and expression in front of me, I think it would stimulate my sexual desire even more! 　　Scenes flashed through my mind, making my lower body painfully hard. I couldn't hold back any longer, and in a push-up position, I thrust into P's vagina with all my might. This round of intense thrusting rendered P speechless, only letting out loud screams, her forehead drenched in sweat, her eyes unfocused—the bright, captivating eyes she had when she first entered the room were nowhere to be seen . 　　Who says it's not more enjoyable to sleep with a highly educated, beautiful woman? When you know that this pretty girl is outwardly pampered , but in private she's the object of their fantasies, and today you're not just fantasizing about her, but watching her kneel down and give you oral sex, actively spreading her legs and begging you to rape her hard, you'll definitely feel that fucking her is much more enjoyable than fucking any pretty girl on the street with a young body... 　　"Stop...stop...it's too stimulating...I can't take it..." P said, panting, pressing her hands hard against my chest. 　　"I can stop, but I'm going to ejaculate on your face later!" 　　"No, that's dirty! My makeup...it'll be ruined...how am I going to get home?" 　　"What does ruined makeup have to do with getting home? I can tell you're just making excuses!" I didn't care, using all my strength to relentlessly ravage P's wet pussy again and again. 　　"But...I've never been ejaculated on the face before...N has never done this before..." 　　"Damn! Then today I'm going to make you get ejaculated on!" After saying that, I looked up at N, and he actually nodded at me! It seems N really wants me to be a beast! 　　With N's tacit approval, I felt like I'd eaten a Senzu Bean from Dragon Ball, a surge of power coursing through me. Grabbing P's forearms with both hands, I thrust my hips with all my might, each stroke heavy against P's clitoris. I think I must have looked monstrous then, truly a beast. 　　"Ah...slower...slower...I really can't take it anymore...I'm going to cum..." 　　"Little bitch, where can I cum?" 　　P seemed pushed to the brink of madness, finally throwing herself into the abyss of depravity. "Whatever, I'm a little bitch anyway, cum wherever you want!" After saying that, P was too ashamed to look at me, let alone N, turning her face away to the side where no one was, panting. 　　Finally, after I exhausted myself and withdrew, I couldn't resist. And I wasn't the only one; N pulled P down, and entered her again . You must be feeling lustful too, N! And when I, with my hard penis still erect, asked P, who was kneeling, to suck and lick me, the three of us once again formed an archway of intercourse. Finally, at N's instruction, I ejaculated several streams of white fluid onto P, who had her eyes closed, mouth open, and tongue sticking out. 　　"Ah..." P's pleasurable moan suddenly turned into a cry of panic. 　　The first stream hit P's left cheek, and she tried to dodge the attack from behind, but the subsequent jets of water sprayed half of her face into semen. P hurriedly tried to wipe herself with the sheets, but I suddenly wanted to be mischievous. I grabbed P's hands to prevent her from wiping away the warm semen flowing down her cheeks, and N held P's lower body to prevent her from escaping. Then I frantically pressed the shutter, excitedly capturing P's lewd, flushed expression with her face covered in semen. 　　N, is this the first time you've seen P play with such a lewd scene, getting her face sprayed with semen? 　　P's makeup, applied for the social event, was ruined. Her face was still flushed, her eyes tightly closed, her mouth slightly open, and she continued to pant and tremble. Her face was covered in sweat and the slightly fishy smell of a strange man's bodily fluids. She was completely naked, her breasts swollen and red , but her nipples remained erect, trembling with her breath. This office lady, whom we had been ravaging for so long, had lost all the arrogance she had displayed during our earlier conversation; all that remained was a pitiful . 　　"Don't move, don't move, one more picture! One more picture!" N, disregarding his girlfriend's exhaustion and dishevelment, focused intently on his girlfriend, already drenched in sweat and utterly wretched, repeatedly pressing the shutter. 　　"P, stick out your tongue and lick my penis clean." Seeing N's excited expression, I simply held front of P's mouth for a shot. P obediently stuck out her tongue and licked the red head, her eyes inadvertently revealing a charming and intoxicated look, making N even more eager to take pictures. 　　"Okay, that's it, I'll take one more... Look over here, don't move, just one more shot..."

N, you've been influenced and turned into a beast too, haven't you? I hope you're satisfied with my performance today.
We played until the counter kept calling to urge us to leave, so we hurriedly packed up and left. Before leaving, I gently patted P's

shoulder and asked, "P, will you hate me today?"
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