The blissful moans of a young woman receiving a foot massage

The sudden burst of Hei Tou's entrance left Hua Juan bewildered. She wondered how he'd gotten in when Hei Tou smiled. "Want to know how I got in?"
Hua Juan stared at him silently, feeling as if he were a monster. "There's no door I can't get into,"
Hei Tou continued. "I have a locksmith, a master locksmith. He can open any door. I just went downstairs to make a phone call, and it was all taken care of. The locksmith picked the lock and left. Now it's just the two of us."
Hei Tou swiftly drew a dagger from his waist, its sharp edge gleaming with a chilling light. Hua Juan
gasped; this ordeal was unavoidable. Hua Juan's face paled. She hadn't expected this devil to return, and this time with hostages. "Big sister, you'd better behave, or don't say I'm ruthless."
Hei Tou's face darkened. "Put the knife down,"
Hua Juan said tremblingly.
“Actually, I don’t have any high demands.”
Blackhead stepped forward, pressing the dagger against Hua Juan’s waist. “As long as you obey me, I won’t hurt you.”
“Blackhead, I really don’t understand, why are you always picking on me?”
Hua Juan asked.
“It’s not that I’m picking on you,”
Blackhead chuckled, “it’s just that you’re too beautiful, and you won’t let me get close.”
Blackhead put one arm around Hua Juan’s waist, and with the other hand, he held the knife against her breast, feeling the chill creeping towards her.
Hua Juan was forced back step by step by Blackhead. Finally, she leaned against the computer desk.
“Big sister, you’re online every day, how romantic.”
Blackhead glanced at the computer. “Nude chatting?”
Hua Juan’s face immediately turned red. She wanted to argue with him, but felt bored, so she remained silent. “Big sister, let’s go to bed.”
Blackhead forced Hua Juan onto the bed. Hua Juan was like a puppet, letting him do as he pleased. Tao Ming walked out of the company penniless. He glanced back helplessly at the company building, the building that had once been his office, soon to be a distant memory. He had arrived full of ambition, but now he was leaving in disgrace.
Tao Ming strolled dejectedly through the streets. The evening streets were bustling, a scene of decadent revelry and debauchery.
The bright lights, the alluring women, and the flashing neon signs adorned the night sky, a tapestry of desire.
"Brother, want to come in and have some fun?"
a heavily made-up woman asked. Her lipstick was applied very prominently, and a cheap perfume wafted through the air.
Tao Ming was completely bewildered by the woman before him. He was at a loss for what to do. The woman approached him enthusiastically, grabbing his hand. "Come on, brother, I'll make you feel really good."
Tao Ming hadn't yet recovered from his defeat, and with this woman's pull, he went with the flow. He and the woman wandered aimlessly through the streets, eventually entering a foot massage parlor. This was a commercial district, and foot massage parlors were springing up everywhere. The women working there were all dressed to the nines, exuding charm and allure, bewitching the men who came like enchantresses. Tao Ming had never been to such places before, but tonight, he was inexplicably led here by this seductive woman. Perhaps deep down, he wanted to release the pent-up frustration and failure of the past few days.
The woman was slender, wearing a white dress with blue polka dots. The dress was a halter top, revealing a section of her fair, white shoulders, alluring and graceful. Her makeup was vibrant, with scarlet lips that looked incredibly sexy and eye-catching in the dim lighting.
This woman was a completely different type of woman from Hua Juan, who was voluptuous. One was slender and petite, another plump and curvaceous, and yet another incredibly thin. They were beauties with distinct charms.
One woman led the way like a gentle breeze, her smooth thighs, white as jade, gracefully peeking from her skirt. Slender and bony, she wore white high-heeled sandals that clicked softly on the marble corridor. Tao Ming paid special attention to her shoes; the heels were so high that her feet involuntarily leaned forward. Her bright red toenails gleamed, quite eye-catching. Passing
through corridors, the path narrowed, gradually filling with private rooms. "Brother, are you getting a foot massage or a massage?"
the woman asked, turning back with a charming smile.
"Whatever,"
Tao Ming replied, "but I'm a little hungry and want to eat first."
"Then would you like me to go out with you?"
the woman asked ingratiatingly, "I'm a little hungry too."
"Do you have a hotel around here?"
Tao Ming asked.
"It's not far to eat out,"
the woman said excitedly, her voice becoming cheerful. "There's a pretty good barbecue place across the street, hygienic and classy."
Tao Ming sat down with the massage girl at the barbecue restaurant, feeling somewhat relaxed, no longer wallowing in the shadow of his failure. The massage girl didn't stand on ceremony; as soon as she sat down, she ordered a huge amount of meat. Her ordering manner was quite talkative, clearly indicating she frequented this kind of barbecue restaurant.
Tao Ming was surprised that she actually ate meat. He asked, "Miss, aren't you afraid of gaining weight ordering all this meat?"
"Brother, I'm worried about the money,"
the massage girl rolled her eyes at Tao Ming and said coquettishly. "Since brother is worried about spending money, let's split the bill."
Actually, barbecue is very expensive; most people can't afford it. Barbecue has a lot of meat.
"That's not what I meant. Miss, you misunderstood me,"
Tao Ming said. "Then what do you mean, brother?"
The massage girl looked at Tao Ming, puzzled.
Tao Ming laughed and said, "Miss, your figure must be from dieting. Aren't you afraid of gaining weight from overeating like this? These days, even those on diets are afraid to eat. You still eat and drink so much and remain so thin; I really don't understand your health regimen. Isn't weight related to diet?"
The young woman smiled gently. "Brother, I've been eating and drinking like this for years and I haven't gained weight. I don't know where it all goes. Some people can eat whatever they want and not gain weight, while others gain weight just by drinking water. People's bodies are naturally different."
"Haven't you tried to lose weight?"
Tao Ming took a sip of his draft beer, grabbed a skewer of meat, and started eating heartily.
"No,"
the masseuse said, having just put a skewer in her mouth and holding the remaining skewer. "I can't gain weight even if I wanted to, so how could I bear to lose it?"
"Miss, how many years have you been working here?"
Tao Ming took another sip of his beer and started chatting with the young woman.
"I'm new."
The young woman smiled charmingly and said, "Brother, do you often come for foot massages?"
"No,"
Tao Ming said. "This is my first time here. I never had time before, but now I do."
Tao Ming suddenly remembered how busy he used to be, and now that he had so much free time, he couldn't stand it.
"Brother, you're a man of action."
The young woman handed Tao Ming the grilled meat skewers. Tao Ming smiled slightly at her to express his gratitude.
"Miss, you don't seem to be from around here, do you?"
Tao Ming asked. He found chatting with the young woman quite enjoyable, at least it eased his current confusion.
“Yes, I came to this city with my sister.”
The young woman took a sip of red wine, its color as cruel as blood, which accentuated her pale face, making her appear even more cold.
“May I ask your name, miss?”
Tao Ming asked. “Having a name makes it easier to address you.”
“Actually, misses hate it when people ask their names, even if they have names, they’re all fake. Haven’t you heard the saying that describes misses?”
the young woman said.
“What saying?”
Tao Ming asked.
“Fake name, fake surname, fake address, fake feelings, fake tenderness.”
The young woman said with a playful smile.
Tao Ming smiled and said, “That makes sense.”
“Brother, do you still want to ask my name?”
the young woman said.
“So you were using that to trap me here?”
Tao Ming said, “You’re a cunning woman.”
The young woman chuckled, very charming. Especially her intoxicating dimples, which were even more alluring.
“If you can address me more easily, you can call me Xiaoyue.”
the young woman said.
“Xiaoyue, that’s a nice name.”
Tao Ming took out a cigarette, “Brother, give me one.”
Xiaoyue said.
"You're smoking?"
Tao Ming looked at Xiao Yue and said. "It's not good for a woman to smoke."
Xiao Yue grabbed a cigarette from the barbecue grill. "Is it not good for a man to smoke either?"
Xiao Yue took out two cigarettes, handed one to Tao Ming, and lit one for herself, then lit one for Tao Ming and one for herself.
Xiao Yue's smoking posture was very elegant. The smoke went in and out of her fair face and scarlet lips, leaving Tao Ming dumbfounded. Xiao Yue's smoking posture was too beautiful. "Xiao Yue, do you smoke often?"
Tao Ming asked.
"Not often, just occasionally."
Xiao Yue exhaled a smoke ring and then said. "I wanted one when I saw you smoking just now." "
Xiao Yue, have you noticed? Your smoking posture is very beautiful."
Tao Ming said.
"Then why won't you let me smoke?"
Xiao Yue said coquettishly, "I'm afraid it's bad for your health, it's for your own good."
Tao Ming said.
"Actually, smoking a cigarette when you're happy or depressed can be good for relieving your emotions,"
Xiao Yue said.
"Xiaoyue, you seem like a philosopher,"
Tao Ming joked.
Xiaoyue giggled. "Big brother, you really overestimate me."
After their meal, they returned to the foot massage parlor. Tao Ming nestled on a sofa, dipping his feet into a basin of warm water that Xiaoyue had brought him. Xiaoyue sat on a small stool, washing his feet.
The lights in the foot massage parlor were dim. Tao Ming squinted, enjoying the service from the masseuse.
Just then, Tao Ming's phone rang. He was trying to calm himself, and the ringing startled him. He grabbed the phone hastily. Looking at the number, he saw it was Pang Ying calling, which surprised him. Why was she calling him at this time?
Despite his hesitation, Tao Ming answered the phone. "Paoming, where are you?"
Pang Ying asked on the other end.
"Outside,"
Tao Ming gestured for Xiaoyue to stop. Xiaoyue made a face at him. "And you?"
"Outside too,"
Pang Ying said. "Tao Ming, I want to see you."
"No, I have a social engagement,"
Tao Ming said. "I can't get away."
"You're not a general manager anymore, what social engagements do you have?"
Pang Ying said bluntly on the other end. "Who are you trying to fool?"
Tao Ming held the phone awkwardly, unsure what to say. There was a moment of silence. "Tao Ming, you lost badly this time, I'm not happy about it,"
Pang Ying said. "I just thought you were lonely, that's why I contacted you to comfort you."
Tao Ming's feelings were complicated. He didn't know if he should see Pang Ying. He was grateful that Pang Ying thought of him at this time, because people are so materialistic these days. Even Hua Juan rejected him, and the thought made him angry. He hated Hua Juan; she wasn't by his side now. Actually, this was the loneliest time for him, the time when he needed warmth the most.
Now that Pang Ying had extended an olive branch, how could he refuse? Tao Ming glanced at the gentle Xiao Yue beside him, truly reluctant to leave.
Actually, Tao Ming hadn't come tonight to find a prostitute; he came out because he was feeling down, but he ran into Xiao Yue, and it was Xiao Yue's enthusiasm that made it hard for him to refuse. Tao Ming was actually a very proud man. Because of Xiao Yue's enthusiastic invitation, he felt embarrassed to refuse and came with her. However, he didn't know that Xiao Yue was enthusiastic not only towards him but towards all the guests.
"I'll call you in a bit,"
Tao Ming said to Pang Ying. "Can we decide later?"
"That's the only way,"
Pang Ying said on the other end of the phone. "I really need to talk to you."
"I know,"
Tao Ming said. "Have you eaten dinner?"
"Yes,"
Pang Ying said. "Come over early."
"Okay."
Tao Ming hung up.
"Your lover?"
Xiao Yue asked with a wink after Tao Ming turned off his phone.
"Don't talk nonsense,"
Tao Ming glared at her. "A colleague."
After giving Tao Ming a foot massage, Xiao Yue took down the sofa, turning it into a large bed. Tao Ming lay down, and Xiao Yue followed.
"Big brother, is it comfortable?"
Xiao Yue nestled beside Tao Ming, a rich fragrance wafting into his nostrils, making him feel extremely comfortable.
"It's alright,"
Tao Ming said with his eyes closed, though his mind was already elsewhere. He was pondering whether or not to go on his date with Pang Ying. What if he went and couldn't control himself and ended up in bed with her? That would be letting Hua Juan down. He had already wronged Hua Juan once before, and he didn't want to do it again.
Xiao Yue's hand touched Tao Ming's chest. He was wearing pajamas, as all the women who came for foot massages changed into, and they were all the same type.
Xiao Yue's hand began to wander over Tao Ming's body. Tao Ming had never encountered a woman like this before; they were even more proactive than men. Tao Ming was a little flustered. He wanted to refuse, but the feeling of being touched by a woman was still quite pleasurable.
"Big brother, what are you thinking about?"
Xiao Yue asked.
"Nothing."
Xiaoyue's hand slipped inside his pajamas and moved downwards. Tao Ming was somewhat alarmed; how could such a seemingly innocent woman be so rough?
But he didn't stop her, letting her hand continue its descent. Finally, her hand grasped his manhood and began to knead it. Her soft little hand aroused him greatly.
Actually, Xiaoyue was doing this to seduce him into bed, hoping he would give her a larger tip. This was a common trick used by prostitutes.
However, just as Xiaoyue was arousing Tao Ming's interest, his phone inconveniently lit up. Tao Ming picked it up and saw it was Pang Ying again. Tao Ming pressed the answer button.
"Are you ever going to stop?"
Pang Ying demanded on the phone. Logically, Tao Ming and Pang Ying had no relationship, and she shouldn't be treating him like this, but they had slept together, and men and women who had slept together had a natural affinity.
"Right away,"
Tao Ming didn't know why he said those words, and he regretted them as soon as he said them. Perhaps it was just a mechanical remark.
"Brother, are you leaving?"
Xiaoyue asked anxiously as Tao Ming hung up the phone. "You're just leaving me here?"
"She needs to talk to me,"
Tao Ming explained. "I'll come find you again tomorrow."
"No."
Xiao Yue held onto his manhood tightly.
"Stop messing around, I have to go."
Tao Ming said, "Xiao Yue, I'll come find you later."
"Just today,"
Xiao Yue kissed Tao Ming, "Just today, who knows when the future will come."
Xiao Yue's words surprised Tao Ming greatly. "Alright, you pest, stop bothering me, I really have to go."
"Finish it before you leave."
Xiao Yue moved closer to Tao Ming and started to pull off his clothes. Her words and actions surprised Tao Ming even more. "Hurry up, it'll be over in a bit."
Tao Ming thought, no wonder she's a prostitute, when did she become so filthy? Tao Ming sat up abruptly, his face darkening. "I'm leaving, you can play by yourself."
"Brother, why are you so abrupt?"
Tao Ming walked out, and Xiao Yue's voice followed him.
Tao Ming finally got some fresh air after leaving the sanatorium. The gentle night breeze caressed his parched skin, gradually calming his restless heart. He composed himself and dialed Pang Ying's number.
"You rascal, why did it take you so long to get here? Where were you having fun?"
Pang Ying said playfully on the phone. "Where are you?"
Tao Ming asked.
"Come to room 5559 at the Xinpeng Hotel. I'll be waiting for you here, hurry up,"
Pang Ying said.
Hanging up, Tao Ming rushed to the Xinpeng Hotel. It seemed Pang Ying had already made arrangements. Otherwise, why would she have booked the room? Tao Ming wondered to himself.
Tao Ming felt a little nervous. Since that time he slept with Pang Ying, he hadn't slept with her again. It wasn't that he didn't want to, but his conscience wouldn't allow it. His heart was still with Hua Juan. Now, knowing that Pang Ying had booked a hotel, he hesitated, unsure whether he should go on the date. Because Pang Ying had already hinted at what his going would mean.
After much internal struggle, Tao Ming, his resolve faltering, knocked on the door of hotel room 5559.
Pang Ying, heavily made up and disheveled in her pajamas, appeared before him. "You're finally here?"
Pang Ying excitedly hugged Tao Ming, giving him a playful kiss on the cheek. A delicate fragrance wafted to Tao Ming's nose, and he no longer hesitated, pulling Pang Ying tightly into his arms.
"Pang Ying, you're so beautiful,"
Tao Ming kissed her flushed cheeks. "Like a blooming flower."
Pang Ying squirmed playfully in his arms. "Then why don't you spend time with me? You always leave me hanging, ignoring me."
"I'm busy, I don't have time,"
Tao Ming made an excuse.
"Now you have time?"
Pang Ying reached out and stroked his chest. "I came to keep you company out of pity, to help you recover from this failure," she said
. The mention of failure made Tao Ming's voice sink into sadness. His mood immediately plummeted.
Pang Ying, realizing her mistake, hurriedly tried to salvage the situation. "Come on, Tao Ming. Don't bottle up your frustrations, just let it all out on me."
Pang Ying undressed him, giving Tao Ming immense pleasure.
Under Pang Ying's gentle touch, Tao Ming gradually awakened his desire. He placed Pang Ying on the bed; her eyes were already glazed, her passion surging, eagerly awaiting his pleasure.
Tao Ming effortlessly stripped Pang Ying naked; she lay on the bed like a baby, completely exposed, allowing Tao Ming to admire and play with her.
As Tao Ming was undressing, his phone beeped—a text message notification. He took out his phone, turned it off without even looking at it,
and then, like a wild horse, pounced on the bed, ready to ravage this seductive woman.
"Tao Ming, I love you,"
Pang Ying said seductively, hugging Tao Ming's waist. "Do me, I'll give you everything tonight, to make you happy and joyful. Help you get out of this depression."
Tao Ming felt Pang Ying's genuine understanding. These days, people are materialistic; who would care about someone as penniless as him, let alone love him? Pang Ying's actions made him extremely grateful.
Tao Ming kissed her tenderly, wanting to repay Pang Ying with his actions. He started with his tongue, kissing her skin little by little, giving her a special pleasure, letting her enjoy the happiness of womanhood. He believed that sex wasn't just a personal matter; he wanted his partner to experience the pleasure of sex as well, only then would he be worthy of her. Many men only cared about themselves, ignoring the woman's feelings. They would finish just as the woman was reaching her climax. Tao Ming felt this was inhumane to women; he wanted to show his tenderness as much as possible, to help her reach the highest level of love with him: orgasm.
After kissing her lips, Tao Ming slowly moved his tongue down her neck and breasts, not missing an inch of her skin. Every inch of her skin felt the ultimate pleasure, because he loved this woman, and loving her meant giving her everything, including joy and happiness. As Tao Ming's tongue traversed every inch of Pang Ying's skin, she would let out uncontrollable moans—moans of pleasure and bliss.
Finally, Tao Ming's tongue moved to her genitals, where he kissed her without hesitation. Pang Ying let out hysterical moans, as if she were about to lift the hotel building up.

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