He made several young women very happy.

I felt my penis swelling inside her little hole, my whole body like a relentless volcano about to erupt. Then I began to thrust rapidly and fiercely, my large penis going all the way in each time. Miss Zhang had already climaxed several times, but I thrust harder and harder, with extraordinary ferocity.

Suddenly, her vaginal fluids erupted like a torrent, gushing out in waves, her legs contracting and writhing, her blood boiling to its peak, and I, too, was on fire, screaming. Finally, we both felt as if we had been blown apart, our souls drifting away, our spirits fading, not knowing where we were going. Later, we both fainted, paralyzed on the bed.

When I woke up, it was already dawn; this was an unforgettable night.

We continued our tender moments in bed. Miss Zhang said to me seductively, "Brother Kun, you're amazing! You made me so happy last night. Will you come back to see me again?"

I stroked her breasts and said, "Of course I'd love to!"

Miss Zhang smiled and said, "Alright! You don't know my real name yet! My name is Shi Min. I hope we can maintain this friendship. However, a friend of mine urgently needs help. Could you lend a hand?"

I smiled and asked, "What is it?"

Shi Min said, "It's about finding a job, but you have to be her boss. She wants a monthly salary of three thousand, and in return, she can be your 'afternoon wife,' meaning she can spend an hour or two with you during the day. How about it?"

I laughed and said, "You're not joking, are you?"

Shi Min said seriously, "It's true! She's Mrs. Zhu. But don't forget about me now that you have her!"

The next day, Shi Min immediately called and invited Mrs. Zhu out for tea, and also to let me meet her. He instructed me, "This woman has never done anything like this before. Be gentle with her, and don't frighten her!"

A little while later, a simply dressed young woman in black trousers and a floral long-sleeved shirt approached, holding a newborn baby. She smiled and said to Shi Min, "Sister Min, I'm sorry I'm late."

Shi Min stood up and introduced us, "This is Mrs. Zhu, and this is Brother Kun. He's a good friend of mine, a very nice person." Mrs. Zhu

was somewhat shy and didn't dare to look directly at him. After lunch, Shi Min said to Mrs. Zhu and me, "Brother Kun, why don't you talk to Mrs. Zhu? It wouldn't hurt for everyone to get to know each other. Mrs. Zhu, if you have time, please spend some time with Brother Kun. I have to go now."

After Shi Min left, Mrs. Zhu still lowered her head shyly. Then, I hailed a taxi and we went to the Tsim Sha Tsui waterfront to talk. According to Mrs. Zhu, she had only been married for two years and had just given birth to a child. Before marriage, she worked as a saleswoman, so she had some savings. Her husband was a white-collar worker with limited income. They had spent most of their own money on the wedding, so they signed a charity account, planning to work after marriage to ensure their income. Even if they couldn't find work immediately, their bank savings would be sufficient. Unexpectedly, the bank suddenly went bankrupt, completely disrupting their plans.

I asked her, "Earning three to five thousand yuan a month shouldn't be a problem, why don't you find a job?"

Mrs. Zhu said, "With a young child, it's inconvenient to go out to work. Hiring a maid to take care of the child is too much of a burden. After thinking it over, I decided that following Min-jie's method is more practical."

She then looked up at me blankly.

"I understand," I said, instinctively sensing that Mrs. Zhu was a virtuous wife and loving mother, and thus treated her with even more gentleness.

Then, Mrs. Zhu blushed and stammered, "According to Sister Min, Brother Kun is not yet married and has a good character, which is why I'm willing to do this!"

"Everything is understood." I took the opportunity to grab Mrs. Zhu's hand and squeeze it. I said, "I hope everyone is happy! Okay?"

She nodded. That day, I originally planned to have sex with her immediately, but she was holding a baby, which was inconvenient. So I left my home phone number and told her to call me anytime she had time to arrange a "rendezvous." At the time, Mrs. Zhu said that she was most free between 2 pm and 6 pm every day. Since she lived in Kwun Tong, I suggested that we meet in the Kwun Tong area.

The next day, Mrs. Zhu indeed called and arranged to meet at 3 pm. I arrived at a restaurant on time, and then went with Mrs. Zhu to a nearby apartment.

After not seeing her for a day, Mrs. Zhu seemed more easygoing and more charming than when we first met. I chatted with her for a while before getting to the point. I said, "Mrs. Zhu, why are you so interested today?"

"Don't you know? Women are especially horny before their period!" she said, automatically undressing. Once naked, I noticed her amazing figure, her breasts round and large, and most drool-worthy were her two large, red nipples. Then I saw her "seductive pubic area"—wow, dense pubic hair, dark reddish-brown, and clearly wet in the center.

"Come on, Kun, play with me here!" she said, pointing to her "triangular area," implying it was time to have sex with her.

Seeing her enthusiasm, I deliberately held back, waiting to see what she would do next.

Mrs. Zhu continued, "To be honest, my husband is a few years younger than me. He's not even twenty yet, and I have to teach him how to do 'that'!"

I laughed and said, "That's not surprising. Men under twenty are still immature, of course they don't understand sex."

"That's not important, what bothers me the most is that he comes as soon as he enters! Ugh! It's so awful!"

As she said this, she unceremoniously grabbed my hand and attacked her "triangle area." To excite her, I casually touched her a couple of times, and Mrs. Zhu immediately shivered. She said, "Ah! It feels so good, I'm already wet from your touch."

I laughed and said, "This is just the beginning. You'll know what it's like when I penetrate you!"

"Really? Then hurry up and penetrate me! I'm already so wet!"

At this moment, Mrs. Zhu was incredibly seductive, completely different from when I first met her.

"I want to suck your penis there, okay?" Without waiting for my nod, she gently extended her delicate hand and grasped my "dragon paddle stick," admiring it as if it were a precious artifact. I chuckled, "You're a mother now, haven't you ever seen this kind of penis before?"

Mrs. Zhu said, "It's not that I haven't seen it, it's that my husband's is the size of a child's, with no sense of urgency, unlike Kun's, which is so cute."

Then, Mrs. Zhu lowered her head and sucked on my penis. Her big white buttocks were sticking up, incredibly alluring. I was excited and decided to start having sex with her.

She suddenly turned around, raised her buttocks, and said to me, "I want to use this position, it's so smug! This is called 'Camel Pushing a Cart,' it goes in really deep!"

Following her directions, I slowly pushed in, and in no time, I had entered the "forbidden zone." The "Camel Pushing a Cart" position was already strange, but with Mrs. Zhu's buttocks pointing to the sky and swaying left and right, it became even stranger. I've always focused on frontal assaults when it comes to women,

so I've never had a chance to appreciate a woman's ass before. Now, I'm finally experiencing how sexy a woman's big buttocks can be.

"Push, thrust, I want you to go all the way in!" Mrs. Zhu cried out as she shook her. In fact, I had been pushing her pink buttocks and thrusting into her fleshy hole non-stop, and I unexpectedly heard a series of "plop plop" sounds. I felt so smug. Now I realized that the "camel pushing a cart" position really does have its advantages. The advantage is that while thrusting into a woman, you can also "enjoy the moon," watching her white and tender big buttocks sway back and forth. It's extremely satisfying.

"Hey, Kun, I didn't take birth control pills, so please don't ejaculate inside, okay?" she said, panting as she turned around.

Mrs. Zhu meant that I should ejaculate outside during orgasm. She added, "You're doing me a favor by being so understanding. I don't want to get pregnant again; pregnancy is such a hassle!"

I laughed, "It's alright, I'll treat you like my own child."

"But how am I going to tell my husband?" she said. Suddenly, a surge of heat rose from my lower abdomen, and I thrust forward with overwhelming force, filling her vagina with my semen.

Mrs. Zhu exclaimed, "I'm going to die! I was afraid I'd run into her!"

I laughed and said, "You said your period was coming, but it seems that's not the case. Anyway, I've already ejaculated inside; at most, you'll just have to see a doctor!"

Relieved, Mrs. Zhu said she felt very satisfied. We lay on the bed together for about half an hour before leaving the apartment.

The other day, I suddenly saw Mrs. Zhu and her husband shopping at a department store on the street. Sigh! Her husband is actually a miniature; he's not even five feet tall, no wonder Mrs. Zhu keeps cheating on her.

This summer, I happened to go to Repulse Bay for a barbecue with a group of wives. Everyone was chatting and laughing, having a great time. When I was younger, I often went to the beach for barbecues with a group of friends. Although it was a bunch of men and women making a ruckus, those days were still incredibly fun. Later, as I got older, I gradually lost interest in that kind of thing.

As for this sudden "rejuvenation," it was because I couldn't resist the persistent requests of a neighbor, so I reluctantly agreed to participate and willingly become a playful old woman for once.

This neighbor, Mrs. Feng, is almost thirty years old, has two daughters, and is quite outgoing and lively. Four years ago, because her husband had a new lover, she didn't want her love to be diluted, so she angrily filed for divorce. Since the divorce,

she has been living the life of a single parent. Two weeks ago, Mrs. Feng suddenly invited me to her birthday party, which was to be held on the beach. She also claimed that more than ten friends would be attending, naturally, they were all married or divorced young women.

It was a sunny Sunday. Our group of seven or eight, fully equipped with barbecue food, a birthday cake, and barbecue gear, arrived at Repulse Bay by bus. Unfortunately, all the barbecue grills were already taken, so we had to wait until we

reached a more secluded hillside for our barbecue.

Most of Mrs. Feng's friends were around her age, with two being younger. After the barbecue, everyone gathered together and chatted about everything under the sun.

Everyone had already changed into their swimsuits, ready to go swimming. Mrs. Feng said, "Kun, do you believe that all of us friends come from divorced single-parent families?"

I replied, "In Hong Kong, that's not unusual. There are many broken families in Hong Kong!"

Mrs. Feng said, "We met at a gathering of single-parent families and became good friends. Because we all have different stories, we could talk all day long!"

At this point, I finally had a chance to look at everyone more closely. Several of them had truly impressive figures, and their looks were all quite striking. Among them, I thought Mrs. Yang and Mrs. Lu were the most eye-catching. Mrs. Yang was around thirty years old, with a very alluring figure, curvaceous and shapely. Mrs. Lu was slimmer and had a sweet, innocent look. I couldn't resist showering them with attention.

Mrs. Yang said, "Don't call me 'Mrs.' or 'Mrs.', just call me A-Mei!" She said this with a flirtatious air. Mrs. Lu added, "Call me A-Yu, anyway, I'm not marrying anyone else."

Mrs. Feng interjected, "Brother Kun, the three of us are like sisters. Perhaps we share the same plight and encourage each other. If we hadn't met by chance, we might all have committed suicide!" Mrs. Yang smiled slyly and said, "At first, I thought that women without husbands would have a very difficult life, but that's not the case. It seems like the three of us women live very happily. A-Yu, do you agree with me?"

A-Yu smiled secretly, looking at me with a mischievous glint in her eyes.

Mrs. Yang said, "Alright, alright, let's not talk about these private matters anymore. Let's go swimming!"

With that, she jumped into the water first, followed by the other ladies.

Everyone had a great time at the barbecue, singing and dancing until evening before heading home.

From this gathering, I seemed to sense that these ladies might have some unspeakable secrets among themselves; perhaps they were members of a secret society!

I lived in room 1901, and Mrs. Feng lived in room 1902, separated by only one wall. In typical residential buildings, neighbors are quite distant. Usually, every household keeps their doors locked, and sometimes, even if they see each other in the elevator

, they won't nod or greet each other—that's a characteristic of Hong Kong. There's always a wall between people, and the same was true for Mrs. Feng.

One weekend, Mrs. Feng came and knocked on the door. She said, "Brother Kun, excuse me, are you free today?"

"What is it?" I invited her inside.

"Oh! I really want to have a party with some friends today. My eldest daughter is at her mother-in-law's, and my youngest daughter is here. I was thinking, if you have some free time, could you take my daughter to Ocean Park?"

"Is your party really that important?"

"Yes! It's very important!" Mrs. Feng stammered, "I know my request is a bit much, but please help me out!"

Mrs. Feng's youngest daughter, Mingming, is four years old. She's a lively and innocent girl, and I like her very much. But I don't understand why Mrs. Feng doesn't want her daughter to stay at home.

Anyway, since she made the request, I didn't want to refuse her, so I temporarily acted as her babysitter and took Mingming to Ocean Park.

They had a great afternoon. Until evening, I brought Mingming home and knocked on the door for a long time, but no one answered. I was surprised until the door was half open, but the security chain was still on.

Mrs. Feng poked her head out and whispered, "Brother Kun, could you take Mingming to your house first? I'll come back to pick her up later, okay?"

I was even more puzzled. Why wouldn't Mrs. Feng open the door and let her daughter go home? Having no other choice, I took Mingming home. The child had played all day and was very tired. After sitting for a while, she fell asleep on the sofa. Mingming slept soundly. As I was slowly sipping my beer, Mrs. Feng knocked on the door. She asked with a smile, "Brother Kun, what's wrong with Mingming? Is she asleep?"

"Yes, she's asleep!" I replied softly, then opened the door. Mrs. Feng, with her disheveled hair, wearing a semi-transparent floral bra and pajama bottoms, tiptoed in. "Brother Kun, it's best that Mingming is asleep. I'd like to invite you to a very exciting party!"

With that, she dragged me along, her steps light, into her house.

The room was lit with candles, creating a somewhat mysterious atmosphere. Even more surprisingly, Mrs. Yang (Amei) and Mrs. Lu (Ayu) were also inside, seemingly under the influence of hallucinogenic drugs, appearing dazed and confused. What was truly astonishing was that they were completely naked, engaging in intimate acts.

I'd seen women "grinding tofu" before. Usually, they like to do it standing up, rubbing their genitals together with twisting hips. But now, their "grinding tofu" was just like the position of men and women making love, an up-and-down motion, so rhythmic and regular. They were probably too engrossed in it, completely ignoring the people around them, grinding harder and harder, reaching more and more orgasms.

Mrs. Feng laughed and said, "Kun, do you like joining in?"

I smiled wryly and said, "Do you guys do this kind of thing often?"

She nodded. Just then, Amei rolled over, gave me a flirtatious wink, and then, like a man playing the harmonica with a woman, used her tongue to lick and kiss Ayu's vulva, as if eating ice cream, enjoying it more and more.

Mrs. Feng was engrossed in watching, and suddenly couldn't help but grab me, saying, "Kun-ge, why don't you take off your pants too, and let me play with your banana like Ah-mei did?"

I said a little embarrassedly, "But, I'm not ready yet!"

She smiled again, "Try it! Maybe I'll make you like it!"

In the past, when I saw two women "grinding tofu," I would get excited, and my penis would start to deform, becoming like an iron rod, and I couldn't wait to insert it deep into their fleshy holes. But this time, for some reason, seeing Ah-mei and Ah-yu "grinding tofu" made me feel a little nauseous. Therefore, my penis was still limp.

Mrs. Feng pulled down my pants, took my penis in her hand, and seeing that it was listless, she looked up at me with a charming smile and said, "Kun-ge, you must have been too tired from playing at Ocean Park! Let me comfort it for you first, and then you can comfort me, okay?"

As she said this, Ah-mei, one of the two fleshy worms who was "grinding tofu," suddenly screamed and collapsed.

Mrs. Feng laughed and said, "Look how much fun they're having!"

As she spoke, she stripped naked and buried her head between my legs, "eating an ice cream." Her way of "eating an ice cream" was quite interesting; first,

she worked on the edge of the "ice cream," then suddenly, like "deep throating," she swallowed the whole thing. Sure enough, after a couple of times, my "baby" reacted; it became rock hard. I touched Mrs. Feng's vulva; it was already wet with her juices. So I immediately mounted her and thrust in!

After a while of entanglement, she screamed wildly, her whole body trembling, frantically enjoying this wonderful moment. For some reason, I suddenly became incredibly vigorous at that moment, thrusting dozens of times in succession. Finally, under extreme tightness, my semen shot out like a bullet, shooting deep into her vagina.

Mrs. Feng moaned with pleasure, her hands gripping even tighter. I never imagined that being a free babysitter for half a day would yield such an unexpected reward.

After this incident, Mrs. Feng had revealed her true colors without reservation.

A few days later, she invited me to have tea. Her first words were, "Brother Kun, after that ridiculous thing, will you look down on me and not be my friend anymore?"

I laughed and said, "How could I? We live in Hong Kong, and the mental pressure is too great. A little bit of fooling around now and then can relax our nerves!"

She paused for a moment, then said, "Don't tell anyone about this, then we can do it often, and..."

She suddenly hesitated, as if she wanted to say something but couldn't. Finally, she asked, "What do you think of Ayu and Amei?"

I replied, "They're great, with good figures and looks!"

She whispered, "Well, when they saw you and me acting together, without being rude, we've been doing this for a long time, and we're tired of it! So they'd like to try something different,

maybe with a man. I wonder if you're interested in them?"

Hearing this, I was taken aback. Before I could answer, Mrs. Feng continued, "Ayu divorced two years ago, and currently..." Having no children, she planned to immigrate to Canada before 1997, since her older brother and younger sister had already immigrated. As for Amei, she had never been married, but

had lived with her boyfriend before, when he fell in love with someone else, so she decided never to get married again!

After listening to her story, I said calmly, "I'm already very satisfied with you as my girlfriend! If I added them, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to handle it!"

She smiled sweetly and said, "How will you know if you don't try? Say yes, okay?"

I sighed, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.

A few days later, Mrs. Feng brought the sleeping Mingming to my house, wanting me to come to her house again for another round of fun.

The first time I was intimate with her, I was a little apprehensive, but this time, perhaps because we were already familiar with each other, it was like a fish in water from the start. I started by giving her a "warm-up," gently stroking her breasts and sucking on her nipples until they hardened. Then I touched her vulva with my fingers, and sure enough, within a minute, I felt her juices flowing freely. In her extreme excitement, Mrs. Feng blurted out, "Brother Kun, I can't take it anymore, do it to me!"

I laughed and said, "Take it slow, today I'm going to play with you until you're in ecstasy!"

I attacked Mrs. Feng from behind, thrusting in and out. After a few thrusts, she shuddered. Then she said to me, "After we did that once, I never want to play with tofu again!"

I got carried away and thrust more than ten times in a row. With each thrust, Mrs. Feng cried out; she was clearly extremely excited. Suddenly, she chuckled, "Brother Kun, Ah Mei and Ah Yu are watching our show from behind you!"

At that moment, I was focused on thrusting into Mrs. Feng's wet, juicy hole, completely ignoring what she was saying. Finally, in the last few thrusts, I reached my climax, letting out a cry as the volcano erupted.

Mrs. Feng also convulsed. We embraced tightly, as if the whole world had stopped.

I comfortably closed my eyes, enjoying the wonderful afterglow of this pleasure, and unknowingly fell asleep. Suddenly, I felt many soft, warm hands caressing my body. Opening my eyes, I saw that Ah Mei and Ah Yu had somehow gotten around me, sitting around me. It seemed I had to make some effort.

Men from Hong Kong who have visited Taiwan to enjoy women will surely appreciate the gentleness of Taiwanese women, especially their soft, seductive whispers in bed—truly the epitome of Southeast Asian women. I've been to Taiwan several times before the Lunar New Year. In Taipei, finding women isn't difficult; any nightclub has them. The problem

is encountering either "home-cooked" or professional gold diggers.

Speaking of which, before the Lunar New Year, I met a woman from Taiwan at a large nightclub in Hong Kong. After a one-night stand, she returned to Taiwan to become a club owner. Later, during a trip to Taiwan, I visited this long-distance lover. She gave me a warm welcome, and that night she treated me to dinner at a karaoke bar.

Some smaller karaoke bars in Taipei are different from those in Hong Kong. Besides singing, you can also have dinner and be accompanied by beautiful, understanding women. Naturally, I met Ah Mei, a former university student who had become a hostess.

Ah Mei possessed the allure of a Miss Taiwan, yet in bed, she also displayed a wild and incredibly stimulating passion. This wasn't surprising, but what was most unforgettable was that one time, before we started, she suddenly took a small pill from her handbag and deftly placed it into her "ecstasy point." I was stunned for a moment and quickly asked her, "Are you still using birth control pills? If you're worried about getting pregnant, wouldn't taking a pill be more convenient?" Unexpectedly,

she laughed and said, "You've misjudged me. This isn't an external birth control pill; it's an ecstasy pill!"

Forgive my old-fashionedness, but after so many years in the sex industry and countless women, I've never seen a woman use any kind of "ecstasy pill." Strictly speaking, it can't be called a "pill." It's larger than a child's marble and slightly smaller than a ping-pong ball. According to Amei, this "pill" is placed in the "ecstasy cave," and after three to five minutes, it takes effect, making the vagina tighter and narrower.

I asked, "What kind of effect does it have? Does it bite?"

She said, "Something like that. Believe it or not, if you use the 'ecstasy pill,' even a woman who has given birth ten or eight times will become as tight and narrow as a virgin!"

If it's really as Amei says, that would be quite interesting. After undressing and showering, Amei and I started our "homework," as usual, starting with a "prelude" before getting on top. Sure enough, it was tight and narrow there; it would take some effort to bravely pass through the Jade Dragon Gate! Unlike the previous "opening wave," where you could just keep rushing forward. It's

been over a year since I returned to Hong Kong from Taiwan. Suddenly, I received a package the other day. It turned out to be from Ah Mei! I was wondering what was inside. Upon opening it, besides a letter, there was a beautifully square cardboard box containing four small balls. Looking closely, I realized they were the "Soul-Enhancing Balls" for women that Ah Mei and I had tried together in Taiwan. In her letter, Ah Mei told me that she had recently switched from being a karaoke hostess to a pharmacy hostess. These Soul-Enhancing Balls were a flagship product of her company. She sent me a few to try, and if I was satisfied, I should write to her to order more. She also told me not to forget to contact her if I had the chance to go to Taiwan!

Ah Mei's letter was quite unexpected, and the "Soul-Enhancing Balls" she sent really made me both laugh and cry. Ah Mei probably doesn't know that Hong Kong's gold diggers are quite arrogant. Let alone asking her to swallow "Soul-Sealing Pills," she'd likely be verbally abused. Even a slightly more demanding request would result in a messy bed. In this respect, the gold diggers from Taiwan are much more endearing.

Having tried "Soul-Sealing Pills" before, I know they do have the effect of shrinking the "Soul-Sealing Vagina." Since they're openly sold, I believe they won't harm one's health. However, Hong Kong women aren't yet accepting of this. If I rashly suggested inserting "Soul-Sealing Pills" into a gold digger's "Soul-Sealing Vagina," I might get slapped twice.

As for whether wives would accept such a "special gift" from their husbands, that's hard to say. Since Ah Hui went to such lengths to send four "Soul-Sealing Pills" from Taiwan, I have to find a "model" to test them out. This issue has left me somewhat at a loss as to how to proceed.

First, the target can't be a young girl, because "young girl" already possesses the qualities of being "tight and narrow." Second, it's impossible to find a prostitute in a "big club" in Kowloon Tong, because everyone knows that prostitutes in big clubs are extremely expensive these days. A full service, including in-club expenses and extra tips for drinking dessert in Kowloon Tong, all cost at least two hundred dollars. Unless you specify beforehand that you want to try "soul-stirring pills," you might get beaten up and thrown into the street. As for finding a "real" prostitute in an apartment, that's even more risky, because "prostitutes" usually have people following them. If they are misunderstood by the "older brothers" behind them, they might get beaten up and blinded. After thinking it over, the only possibility is to find a middle-aged home-cooked woman. Age isn't a problem,

as long as she's obedient.

Speaking of "home-cooked women," one naturally thinks of Ms. Zhu, the "god-sister" in Sham Shui Po. Ms. Zhu doesn't own an apartment; she works as an "auntie" in a mahjong parlor. I remember being introduced to two divorced "home-cooked" women by her before. Both were in their forties, and had completely lost their freshness,

though they still had a hint of "pure" flavor. Also, most "home-cooked" women over forty have had three to five children, so their "soul-stirring cave" (referring to their genitals) is naturally wide and loose, needless to say.

I remember lamenting about Ah Xiang, a housewife who had been divorced for over a year and still hadn't "entered" a man's body; she was also introduced to me by Ms. Zhu. Ah Xiang was about thirty-six or thirty-seven, plump and healthy, and a good person. However, sleeping with her that time was like entering the Pacific Ocean—empty and boundless.

This time, I decided to use Ah Xiang as a "model." I first called Ms. Zhu and learned that Ah Xiang was currently working at a factory, and had to work overtime until 9 pm, after which she had to go home to take care of her children, so she couldn't leave until after 10 pm. Eager to test her, I agreed to wait.

After dinner, we watched another "7:30" show, then met Ah Heung at the agreed-upon tea restaurant. It had been several months since I'd seen her; the once plump and fair-skinned Ah Heung had become rather thin. I asked her if she'd been "working" these past few months, and she replied, "Working like crazy, just to make ends meet, I'm exhausted!"

Because of our past "one-night stand," we chatted freely. To save time, we had a milk tea and then rushed to "Tak Hing Street" by taxi.

Before getting in, I recounted my experiences in Taiwan, mentioning the "sex potion" that men use. Ah Heung's face suddenly darkened, and she said, "So you're saying I'm not tight enough? Of course, I'm not a little girl, of course I

can't be like that!"

I had to explain again, pointing out that my purpose

was to test the effects of this "sex potion." If it worked, I planned to do business with Taiwan and see if there was a market in Hong Kong. This explanation made perfect sense, and Ah Xiang immediately went from anger to laughter. She said, "There's no need to use it. I've already learned the contraction technique. You'll see how effective it is after you try it this time. It's much better than using the Soul-Sealing Pill."

I laughed and said, "It's not that I don't believe you, but I just want to test it out in person!"

As the saying goes, "Money makes the world go round." I was willing to give her three hundred dollars as a "testing fee," and she chuckled and asked, "Being a guinea pig is fine, but you have to tell me honestly whether it's harmful or not."

To put Ah Xiang at ease, I had to show her the instructions for the "Soul-Sealing Pill." Ah Xiang carefully read it from beginning to end, and finally let out a "hee-hee" laugh. She said, "I really admire those Taiwanese guys; they can even invent something like this!"

At this point, Ah Xiang had already stripped naked and let me perform the surgery. Whether inserting a topical contraceptive or even sending a "soul-stirring pill" into the "soul-stirring cave," it's essential to know the techniques of "entry." Forcing it will only cause unnecessary pain. Since the other person wasn't aroused yet, that area was naturally drier. The safest way to successfully "enter" was to use lubricant first—that would ensure no mistakes!

After the "entry" procedure was completed, Ah Xiang closed her eyes, awaiting my further "intrusion." When I explored her paradise again, I wondered if it was psychological or due to the drug's effects, but it felt a little "tight and narrow." However, Ah Xiang's reaction this time wasn't as wild as the first time; her response was slower. I moved around for several minutes before feeling the "spring rain" and finally entering the broad road.

I asked Ah Xiang softly, "How do you feel?"

She smiled and said, "It's so tight! You're making me feel so good!"

I stopped thrusting my penis in and out of her vagina and said, "Ah Xiang, I didn't lie to you, did I? Now, you should believe it really works, right?"

Ah Xiang didn't answer, but swayed her hips back and forth, trying to please me. As she swayed, she said, "You're so lazy! You've made me excited and then you stop moving!"

I chuckled and said, "I want to enjoy your suction skills too, wow! You really have a knack for it, you're really good at it."

Ah Xiang said, "I've been learning this trick for a month. You're enjoying yourself, why don't you go home and teach it to your wife!"

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly rolled her eyes and exclaimed, "Oh no, I'm going to lose it!" She then shivered twice, and I "released my arrow" at almost the same time.

Afterwards, she praised the miraculous effects of the "Soul-Sealing Pill" and instructed me to order five dozen from Taiwan, saying they were gifts for my sisters.

Most Hong Kong people don't value relationships with their neighbors, especially those living in multi-story buildings. They usually keep their doors locked and mind their own business, rarely having the opportunity to communicate. My situation was similar. My

neighbor, Ms. Ding, has an elderly mother and a child of about six or seven years old. I never paid attention to their problems.

I knew that Ms. Ding had divorced her husband a few years ago, and the court awarded custody of the child to her. I heard she was a real estate agent and quite busy.

Ms. Ding is over thirty, but when she dresses, she has a very feminine air. Sometimes,

when we happen to be in the elevator, we can't help but be attracted by her strong perfume. She uses a famous French brand, the scent is very elegant, and secondly, Ms. Ding dresses sexily, with her ample curves, which naturally makes men take a second look.

Generally speaking, being a real estate agent isn't easy, mainly because of fierce competition and the difficulty of finding clients. However, Ms. Ding seemed to be doing it exceptionally well. Often, she would go home with various clients, then have her mother take her son away, and what the two did inside after closing the door was, of course, unknown to everyone. It was this unusual behavior that piqued my interest and made me pay attention.

One evening, I saw the grandmother and grandson hurrying out again, and I thought: Ms. Ding must be inviting clients home for a chat again. Coincidentally, I was out buying cigarettes at a nearby 24-hour store, so I chatted with the grandmother.

I deliberately asked, "Grandma, are you going for a walk?"

She shook her head and said, "No, my daughter has to entertain guests, so my grandson and I need to leave temporarily so they can properly discuss business." "

I heard your daughter is a real estate agent, she must be very busy, so busy that she even has to entertain guests at night!"

Grandma, with her rich life experience, sensed the veil in my words, so she stammered, "Ah, my daughter is still young. Since she doesn't have a husband, she might as well have more boyfriends." "

However, when Miss Ding brings men home, they are not guests, but friends."

The old woman changed the subject and hurriedly left.

Because of this, I became quite curious about Miss Ding's behavior. The most interesting thing was that within a week, she would bring three or five "boyfriends" home, and each of these three or five men was different. Naturally, I thought: Could Miss Ding be doing "part-time delivery"? Thinking about it, it seemed so, otherwise, how could a divorced woman have "new styles every day"? And then, something even more unexpected happened.

One evening, there was a sudden knock on the door. It was Ms. Ding's mother, the elderly woman. She was flustered and stammered, "Uncle Kun, I have an emergency. Can I come in and talk?"

I quickly opened the door and let her in. The woman, panting, said hastily, "My daughter's boyfriend has fainted. Please help!"

"That's easy, just call the police!"

"No, that's too embarrassing! He's completely naked!" The woman seemed to have something difficult to say, stammering. It was obvious that the man had succumbed to Ms. Ding's advances in bed and collapsed.

I rushed into Ms. Ding's room and saw a middle-aged man lying naked on the bed. Ms. Ding was also completely naked, sitting beside him, stunned. The sheets were stained.

I gently touched the man's chest and found his heart was still beating; I was convinced his unconsciousness

was only temporary. Fortunately, I had participated in some volunteer work when I was younger and had some basic first aid knowledge. Based on the situation, I believed he was not in danger, so I waited and saw what would happen, only preparing to call the police if things worsened.

I told my mother-in-law to quickly open the windows and let in plenty of fresh air. At this time, Miss Ding hurriedly put on her clothes, and sure enough, after a while, the charming gentleman quickly regained consciousness. I also felt the situation was too awkward, and since the other party was not in mortal danger, I left in a hurry. Miss Ding thanked me repeatedly, and this comedy finally came to an end.

Two days later, Miss Ding very kindly invited me to dinner. I cut to the chase, saying, "There's no need for dinner. What I'm most interested in is for Ms. Ding to be frank and tell me what tricks you're playing."

Ms. Ding blushed and said, "Since you witnessed the awkward situation a few days ago, I'm not afraid to tell you the truth. So, I'd like to invite you to dinner so we can talk."

She added, "For convenience, I plan not to come with my mother, because that way we can talk more freely. Would you do me the honor?"

Ms. Ding's behavior truly baffled me, and I had long hoped to find the answer. Therefore, I readily agreed, and the next day we went to a Japanese restaurant for dinner.

That day, after some casual conversation, Miss Ding introduced herself first, then said in a low voice, "Brother Kun, don't be offended, but I have a strange habit of 'swallowing snakes,' which might be considered pathological. I wonder if there's any way to change it?"

I smiled and said, "You mean you want to give men oral sex, right? That's not pathological! Many women enjoy it, and science has proven it's physiologically hygienic!" "

I know," Miss Ding looked around and said softly, "However, I want it almost every day. I feel uneasy if I haven't done it. I hope I haven't scared you?"

I smiled and said, "Having been around for many years, I've had this experience myself. How could I scare you? But if what you said is true, then it is indeed pathological."

"My husband divorced me because he was afraid I wanted it every night, saying he couldn't handle it."

"Then how do you find so many men to do it for you?"

"I'm a real estate agent, of course I know a lot of clients. Men, you know, all want to play with women! Since there are women to play with for free, most are willing to give it a try." "

But how did things go wrong that night!"

Ms. Ding said, head down. "Sigh, I really can't believe he was so useless. He only gave me two blowjobs before ejaculating and passing out. Or maybe his body was too weak to withstand that kind of stimulation!"

"So, Ms. Ding's blowjob skills must be better than the actress in the movie 'Deep Throat.' Otherwise, how could she have made the man so exhausted?"

"Perhaps that's how it is! If you don't believe me, why don't you try it yourself? An average man can't last a minute before he ejaculates!"

So, according to this logic, you're not interested in real sex anymore? "

Yes, I enjoy giving men oral sex, but I don't want them to penetrate me. So, I'd like to see a doctor to see if this is abnormal, but I don't know which doctor would be suitable."

I shook my head and said, "Of course you should see a psychologist. This situation is indeed rare."

When it came time to pay the bill, Ms. Ding insisted on getting the change. As we parted, she joked, "If you have any friends who want to see something amazing, feel free to introduce them to me anytime. It's free!"

This Ms. Ding is indeed a strange woman, even adorably strange. I really wanted to experience her skills, but since we're neighbors, I felt embarrassed.

As the saying goes, "You can't judge a book by its cover." Miss Ding looked very dignified, and her smile was always sweet. It was hard to believe her private life was so peculiar. I bet when she was with a man, her emotions were quite something.

One evening, as I was watching TV at home, Miss Ding suddenly called and said, "Brother Kun! We're having a 'no-holds-barred' party tonight! Since you don't have a wife and are a bachelor, you're welcome to come! We can have more fun together!"

"You want me to come and watch your flute performance? Don't mess with me. You guys are having so much fun, it's making me so aroused! How am I supposed to handle that? It's worse than not watching at all!"

"No, that's not what I meant! I have a good friend over there, she's just like me, but she not only likes playing the flute, she also likes sex. She's so beautiful! And younger than me! Come over! I'll introduce you."

Good heavens, even a hundred years old can find new pleasures! There are women like Miss Ding in the world, she's practically a lust maniac. However, I was also really tempted to see for myself just how good Miss Ding's "blowjob skills" really were.

Upon opening the door, the first thing I saw was Miss Ding, completely naked, and a young woman in underwear sitting on the living room sofa; I was sure this must be Miss Ding's friend.

Miss Ding chuckled and said, "Brother Kun, my boyfriend and I are doing our homework in the room, we're not finished yet! Why don't you be friends with Shanshan first? She's fun! Don't be shy!"

At this moment, Shanshan, blushing, said, "Sister Juan, you're so naughty! You tricked me into coming up here to watch your show!"

Miss Ding said sweetly, "We're all women, not nuns! Sex isn't something everyone wants, don't be so prim and proper. If necessary, my friend Brother Kun can help you."

With that, she went into her room. At this point, I felt a little embarrassed, unsure how to start a conversation with Shanshan. We both silently watched Miss Ding go into the room.

Soon, moans began to come from inside the room. It was Miss Ding's voice. I thought to myself: she must be enjoying it more and more, moaning with pleasure. Shan Shan, unable to resist the stimulation of these lewd sounds, also reacted, becoming somewhat restless. As for me, having peeked through the slightly ajar door, I saw Miss Ding sucking on a thick, hard penis, and naturally, I felt a physical change. I immediately became interested in Miss Shan Shan, whom I had never met before.

Since Miss Ding had made a sound, and Shan Shan was the kind of woman I could play with, I felt there was no need to pretend to be a gentleman anymore. I immediately stepped forward to perform the "operation" on her. I reached into her bra; she wasn't wearing one, and I immediately felt two smooth, lovely, full breasts. Her nipples were large, and the two soft mounds of flesh were warm and elastic. My fingers gently teased her nipples, and Shan Shan sighed, saying, "It's so tender! You're so naughty, it makes me feel so uncomfortable!"

Then Shan Shan said, "It's so hot!" and pulled up her bra, taking it off. At this point, I could clearly see Shan Shan's beautiful breasts; they were slightly perky and quite impressive. I continued to caress Shan Shan's two alabaster-like breasts, laughing as I said, "Shan Shan, do you want to do what Miss Ding does?"

"No, it's so tender!" she said, but at the same time, she couldn't help but reach out her slender hand and head straight for my 'reproductive headquarters,' and then, eagerly, she bent down towards my 'baby.' This posture clearly showed that she also wanted to imitate Miss Ding, to take my penis into her mouth and suck it. Shan Shan

gently took my 'baby' out, immediately opened her small mouth, and began to suck it with very skillful oral techniques. Shan Shan's lips were thin, yet she was very careful with her breathing, never letting her teeth

touch my glans. Although I hadn't had a chance to clearly appreciate Miss Ding's "snake-swallowing technique," Shan Shan's skill was at least impressive; in just a few moves, she almost made me scream.

"Hey, Shan Shan, after playing like this for a while, you lie down and let me do it, okay?"

She nodded and continued to concentrate on "playing with the snake." Suddenly, we heard a man's moans coming from the room; presumably, the man had been brought to climax by Miss Ding again.

At this moment, I couldn't help but believe that besides some men liking to "play the harmonica" with women, there were also women who were enthusiastic about giving men oral sex. She "blew" more and more enthusiastically until I almost couldn't hold back anymore. I immediately stopped her from continuing, and Shan Shan, understanding the situation, spat out the penis from her mouth, rolled over, lay on the sofa, and raised her two snow-white, tender legs high. I forcefully ripped off the last piece of underwear on her body.

Shanshan was a "skinny" type; her mons pubis was completely bare, and her smooth, hairless vulva looked particularly beautiful and alluring. Her pubic area was already brimming with moisture; this woman, though young, was already incredibly voluptuous.

"Brother Kun, put it in me! Put it in! I'm so excited!"

Seeing her clench her fists, her fair body trembling, I thrust in without resistance. Watching my thick, hard penis move in and out of Shanshan's pinkish-white vagina, I felt a surge of satisfaction.

Shanshan, while thrusting her large buttocks, cried out, "Oh, you've squeezed in! So tight! So full! I'm so excited! Wow! It's all in! I'm going to be fucked to death!"

When a woman is aroused, she truly has no manners. Like Shanshan, when she becomes lewd, she's like a madwoman, scratching and screaming—it's truly chilling!

Men are usually no match for seductive women, but I was an exception this time. After thrusting wildly into Shan Shan's pussy for a while, I couldn't help but ejaculate. Shan Shan

screamed the loudest at the last moment, and I was almost suffocated by her embrace.

Suddenly, a round of applause came from behind me. I turned around and saw that Miss Ding had come out of the room. She smiled and asked, "Brother Kun, did I introduce you correctly? Shan Shan has quite a appetite. You should have more of her sometime!"

"You're so naughty, Sister Juan." She said shyly, "Brother Kun, let's ignore her and have tea together sometime!"

Miss Ding said with a smile, "Alright, stop being so clingy. It's time to switch. You go and keep Ah Chen company. I'll serve you, Brother Kun!"

As Miss Ding spoke, she laid her full breasts on my back, and then wrapped her arms around me, forcing me to leave Shan Shan's body. I saw that Shanshan's vagina was overflowing with my semen. Shanshan stood up from the sofa, covered her vulva with one hand, and ran into the bathroom.

Miss Ding, ignoring the semen mess on my penis, opened her mouth and licked and sucked the glans, swallowing all the fluid. Then she held onto my limp penis.

I laughed and said, "Miss Ding, when it gets hard again, I won't let you off the hook!"

Miss Ding laughed and said, "Brother Kun, if you want to play with me, I can't refuse you. But at the last moment, I hope you ejaculate in my mouth, and I want to swallow your semen whole."

As we talked, my penis swelled and grew bigger in Miss Ding's mouth again. Miss Ding said happily, "Okay, Brother Kun is hard again. Brother Kun, you lie down and rest, let me ride on top of you!"

So Miss Ding rode on top of me, covering her hairy, fleshy hole with my erect penis. Perhaps her vagina really rarely allowed men to enter! The feeling of tightness inside the flesh cave is simply unforgettable.

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