[A Mature Woman from a Small Town: The Elementary School Principal's Story] Part 1

Author: Respect the Elderly and Love the Young
Published: February 29, 2017 Forum
First Published: Yes
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Originally, I planned to write it step by step, from Li Qiang's high school years, university, to graduation and starting work
. However, perhaps unable to suppress the urge to create, I don't know when I would reach
the part that excites me by writing step by step. Also, considering that writing step by step would require the plot to be coherent, which places too high a demand on the writer and makes it
difficult to have free rein, I plan to write this novel, "Mature Woman of a Small Town," as a series. The plots don't need to be interconnected
, and the protagonist doesn't necessarily have to be Li Qiang. Currently, I'm considering stories about mature women in small towns, such as "Mature Women in Small Towns: Elementary School Principals
," "Mature Women in Small Towns: School Bullies," "Mature Women in Small Towns: Classmates' Mothers," and "Mature Women in Small Towns: Laid-off Female Workers ." Basically
, they're all stories about mature women in small towns. I'll try my best to make each character unique and avoid giving readers a monotonous experience; if that's the case, I'd rather
not write it at all.
This way, I have much more creative freedom. I can write whatever I want,
short or long, in either the third or first person. The main theme is always the same: mature women. Respectable
women, stockings, high heels, etc., hehe. Just thinking about it gets me excited, hehe…
Today, I'll release a chapter of "Mature Women in Small Towns: Elementary School Principals." The protagonist is still Li Qiang, and the story mainly revolves around his experiences as an elementary school
principal and his relationships with the mature female teachers at the school. Please don't try to completely compare it to the previous "Mature Women in Small Towns" stories.
Aside from Li Qiang's character setting, there's no necessary connection between the two. Since I'm writing about events in the 1990s
, forcibly linking it to the previous "Mature Women in Small Towns" story will result in discrepancies in time and background. Please
ignore this point. I will continue to update the first part, "Mature Women in a Small Town 　　," 　　and I won't abandon it. I will publish these two 　　parts simultaneously 　　in the future. 　　Which one I write first 　　depends
on my mood, hehe.
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... 　　The school has nearly twenty teachers, almost none of whom are young. The two youngest female teachers are both over 30 　　, and their children attend Tuqiao Primary School. Most are teachers in their 40s and 50s. There are very few male teachers, only 　　four or five, one of whom is a part-time accountant. The rest are women over 40, forming the school's 　　main workforce. 　　The teachers' qualifications are also low. These older teachers are practically indistinguishable from farmers, at least in appearance 　　. Most were privately-run teachers who returned home directly after graduating from high school, some through connections, 　　but mainly because talent was scarce, especially in small towns at the time; a high school diploma was considered a high level of education. Only 　　the two young female teachers later graduated from regular vocational or teacher training programs. In response to this situation, the government 　　implemented in-service training programs a few years ago, so many older teachers obtained associate degrees from open universities, but their skill level remains 　　poor. Their only redeeming qualities are their honest and simple nature, the preservation of teacherly dignity, and their dedication and hard work. Li Qiang sometimes 　　truly admires these rural teachers who, despite their meager salaries, are so dedicated and treat their students like their own children. 　　It wasn't until he became the principal here that Li Qiang realized there were so many different types of teachers. There are public teachers, 　　meaning officially recognized teachers by the state, whose salaries are paid by the national treasury, and whose benefits are the best, almost equivalent 　　to civil servants. Next are private teachers, whose salaries are much lower; they are not officially recognized teachers by the state 　　, and their salaries are paid by the county treasury, amounting to only a few hundred yuan a month. The worst category is even called "team-office teachers," whose 　　salaries are paid by the nearby villages or brigades, amounting to only a few dozen yuan a month—unbelievable! Yet this 　　situation is quite common in many underdeveloped areas of China. 　　In Li Qiang's view, team-office teachers are practically not teachers at all. Li Qiang sometimes really can't understand 　　what these team-office teachers are after; what else could they do that would earn them more? But then he thinks about it and understands. First of all, teaching is 　　still a respectable profession in society, especially in underdeveloped areas. Secondly, these people, earning such meager salaries 　　, might hope that one day the government's policies will improve and they'll be officially employed. 　　How naive! 　　This year, the government has introduced a policy to completely resolve this issue. All teachers must take an exam 　　; those who pass will become official public school teachers. Those who fail within three years will have no further chance of becoming official. So, 　　if you're still willing to serve the people for such a meager salary, then continue being a private or village-run teacher 　　. If not, then get out. Imagine your colleagues earning one or two thousand a month, or even more, and 　　retiring in a few years with a stable pension, while you only earn a few hundred or tens of yuan a month, and retire with nothing. Comparing people 　　, how can you survive? Who can bear it! And even a job earning a few hundred or tens of yuan isn't guaranteed; it depends 　　on whether the school continues to employ you. If they don't, you won't even have that opportunity. If they do, you'll be essentially a 　　temporary worker who will never become official. 　　So right now, for these privately-run and village-run rural teachers, it's a truly agonizing hurdle. Take Tuqiao 　　Primary School for example; there isn't a single publicly-employed teacher in the entire school. The only publicly-employed teacher is the former principal, who has now 　　been transferred to another primary school. There are only so many positions available in the entire county—according to Li Qiang's father, only a few dozen a year— 　　a negligible number compared to the total number of teachers in the county. Moreover, given the situation in China, how could such a matter 　　not involve shady dealings? This is a golden opportunity to get a civil service job. So many people, so many leaders' relatives and friends, are eyeing 　　it. 　　The teachers at Tuqiao Primary School have been especially restless lately, all trying to find ways and pull strings. Based on their actual abilities, haha 　　, given the quality of teachers in this underdeveloped area, how many could possibly pass the exam? Of course, this doesn't mean they aren't good teachers.

Teacher. However, with thousands of troops crossing a single-plank bridge, like the ancient imperial examinations, the odds were extremely low. As for connections,
even the poor might have a few wealthy relatives, but with so many people competing and watching throughout the county, who didn't
know a few people? How could the people of this remote village compare to those in the county seat?
Just when everyone was racking their brains, heaven took pity on them, and Li Qiang fell from the sky! Good heavens
, this young man was the son of the county education bureau chief! It was like a godsend;
why wouldn't everyone rush to curry favor with him? So, for a while, Li Qiang was incredibly annoyed, constantly bothered by the teachers' excessive enthusiasm
, their various requests and flattery. Everyone's work enthusiasm was certainly there; they didn't need any prompting, they were all working feverishly
, afraid Li Qiang wouldn't notice.
Li Qiang thought to himself, if I could get a few spots, I might have the ability, but with so many teachers in the school, it was
impossible to give them all away. Besides, he was new here and didn't know anyone well. Why should he give it to someone? Who should get it and who
shouldn't? There would always be someone who didn't want it. From Li Qiang's own perspective, there was really no need to get involved. Let them do what they want; nobody would interfere
.
Li Qiang leisurely looked out the window at the schoolyard and the classrooms opposite. It was the second period of the morning. Li Qiang
rarely taught classes at the school. He usually stayed in the office or strolled around the campus, ostensibly to inspect the work.
Licheng County was an underdeveloped small county town in the north, and even more so a small village within a small county town. Therefore,
all the buildings at Tuqiao Elementary School were tile-roofed or single-story houses. Although old, they didn't leak. White walls and gray
tiles, the houses were neat and orderly, creating a unique and tranquil scene.
The school area was quite large; in the countryside, land was plentiful and cheap. A row of tile-roofed houses on the south side served as classrooms for the students, while
the single-story houses on the north and east sides were the teachers' offices. Interspersed in the middle was a small shop and
the homes of a few boarding teachers. In the middle was a spacious playground, with the podium for school assemblies located right in the center.
Principal Li Qiang's office was in the middle of a row of single-story buildings on the north side, consisting of two rooms, one large and one small. The smaller outer
room was divided into two sections by filing cabinets; the inner room contained a small bed
where Li Qiang slept during lunch breaks or occasionally in the evenings when he didn't go home. Outside was his desk, where he usually conducted official business and received guests. The larger inner room served as the school
's activity room and meeting room, furnished with a large table for meetings and a ping-pong table, though actually, not many people used
it.
Just as he was thinking this, the school bell rang, followed by a short knock on the door.
"Is the principal in?" a middle-aged woman's voice asked, her tone obsequious and shrewd.
"Yes, please come in," Li Qiang thought. Well, here we go again. He can't get any peace for a moment.
The woman who entered was Ms. Zhang, the school's Chinese language teacher. Her name was Zhang Yuhua, and she was 45 years old. To be honest, this old woman
was the most attractive one in the village primary school; she was quite pretty. Li Qiang didn't know how to describe
an old woman, especially a village woman, in his mind. "Pretty" didn't seem quite right,
but she was definitely the prettiest in the school. Sometimes Li Qiang thought she was born in the wrong place; if she were
born in a big city, with a little dressing up, she would definitely be a very elegant mature woman at her age.
Her family was also the wealthiest among all the teachers. Her husband was a manager in the county's state-owned department store. Although he didn't have
much power, it was far better than the surrounding farmers who toiled in the fields. Both husband and wife worked;
in this small town, it was an enviable family. Plus, she was beautiful and educated, so it was
clear she had a strong sense of superiority.
This woman was an excellent teacher; she was arguably one of the best Chinese language teachers in the school,
a key figure in the school's overall teaching quality and college entrance examination pass rate, all thanks to her.
However, Li Qiang didn't really like this woman. In Li Qiang's eyes, this woman was a typical femme fatale, albeit
an older beauty. She was beautiful, but her heart was wicked. She flattered her superiors, appeared friendly to colleagues,
and was incredibly shrewd, but behind their backs, she was always jealous and malicious, unable to bear seeing others teach better than her. Anyone who was better than her would be
sabotaged behind her back, often without anyone noticing, and she'd even make them grateful
. She was truly a master of deception. If she were in the ancient imperial palace, she'd be comparable to Empress Lü or Empress Wu Zetian.
Having lived in an official family for many years, Li Qiang had come into contact with all sorts of people
and had become quite adept at seeing through the tricks of people from this small town. Sometimes, Li Qiang felt sorry for those foolish women and teachers who were manipulated by Zhang Yuhua. "
Are they brainless? Can't they see they're being flattered?" he thought. "Don't assume someone is kind just because they say a few sweet words
. How can rural people be so simple-minded?"
Li Qiang also admired Zhang Yuhua's teaching methods the most. Her teaching was undeniably excellent, but
there were others who could rival her, like Teacher Zhou at the school, 42 years old, a little younger than Liu Yuhua, and the two were even
related—in the countryside, everyone in the village is related, albeit indirectly.
This Teacher Zhou's name was Zhou Suying; rural women often have names like Hua, Ying, Juan, etc.
There were several female teachers in the school with the name Ying—it was unbelievable, so unoriginal. The reason I said Liu Yuhua was
one of the best Chinese teachers in the school was because of Teacher Zhou. These two female teachers were the best Chinese teachers,
famous throughout the town. Both were excellent teachers, but the students' reactions were different.
Zhang Yuhua not only taught well, but her students were also deeply grateful. During holidays, when she was sick, or
when there was a family emergency, the students would spontaneously organize groups to visit and comfort her. They would visit her home for New Year's greetings and
bring gifts for Teacher's Day. Furthermore, students often write essays praising Teacher Zhang, which frequently becomes
the talk of the school. Don't you agree?
Teacher Zhou's teaching is no less excellent than Zhang Yuhua's, perhaps even better. Of course, this arouses Zhang Yuhua's
jealousy, and she's done a lot of sabotage behind the scenes, tattling to Li Qiang multiple times. Teacher Zhou is probably still unaware of this
, haha. Getting back to the point, although Teacher Zhou's teaching is also good, when it comes to inspiring students' gratitude
, she's far inferior to Zhang Yuhua. Not to mention Zhou Suying, no one in the entire school can compare to Zhang Yuhua. Li Qiang sometimes
has to admire her; her interpersonal skills are truly remarkable!
"Principal Li, are you busy? Thinking about work?" Seeing Li Qiang's distracted look,
Zhang Yuhua ingratiatingly reminded him.
"Oh...sorry, I was lost in thought. Ms. Liu, please sit down, we can talk here."
Reminded by this, Li Qiang snapped out of his reverie and quickly offered.
"It's alright, I'm fine standing, I'm used to standing." Liu Yuhua moved even closer to Li Qiang.
These days, women are very fond of wearing those stirrup pants. The fabric is very elastic, and when they cling to the body, they make the legs look very
shapely. They're somewhat like leggings, and in terms of tightness and allure, they rival the leggings and stockings that are ubiquitous in later generations. These stirrup
pants have a looped strap at the hem that is stepped on. They're also very convenient to match with clothes and shoes
; any top will do, and shoes can be flats or boots.
Nowadays, it's practically a given that every female teacher in the school owns a pair of stirrup pants. Every day at school, eight out of ten people
are wearing stirrup pants. Today, Zhang Yuhua wore a pair of black stirrup pants like this. She paired them with white open-toe low-heeled
sandals, brown short stockings, and a short-sleeved floral shirt. The black stirrup pants clung tightly to her full, voluptuous thighs
, exuding a sensual allure. Looking at those smooth thighs, Li Qiang, a womanizer, couldn't help but imagine
what her smooth, large buttocks would look like, and the thought of his large penis aroused him.
Zhang Yuhua wasn't exactly a respectable woman. Although she was quite old, she had been a womanizer in her youth, once
a charming wife with many suitors. It was rumored that she had an affair with her cousin. Of course, she did
n't fancy most men, so over the years, apart from this rumored affair, she hadn't had any scandals. However, some
people, even without cheating, are prone to infidelity, making others suspicious. Zhang Yuhua was that kind of
person. This doesn't mean she was promiscuous. It's just that such women are accustomed to displaying their charm in front of men,
making them prone to trouble.
Like Zhang Yuhua now, although she was quite old, she still habitually displayed
her allure in front of the young principal, as if she were still a young, beautiful wife, every gesture and movement capable of captivating men.
Perhaps this was her innate, self-perceived, elegant way of behaving. However, Li Qiang, sitting opposite her
, was a sucker for mature women. Despite their significant age difference, he was most susceptible to the allure of such women.
Zhang Yuhua had only been habitually flaunting her charms; she wasn't truly trying to seduce Li Qiang. She didn't think
she, at her age, could attract the young principal. However, upon noticing the principal's unusual gaze and glancing down
to suddenly notice his erection, she was stunned. Good heavens, this young principal
was actually interested in her?
Then, in a flash, Zhang Yuhua secretly gloated, deciding to play along. This was a
young principal of high rank and power, especially the son of the county education bureau chief. She'd heard his uncle was the county public security bureau chief, and
perhaps his family had other deeply entrenched influence. If she could cultivate a good relationship with him and get things done, then… then
… the benefits would be unimaginable. At least her current teacher promotion would be a piece of cake. Think about how
many teachers are trying every means to pull strings and use connections. Wasn't that why I actively came to the principal to curry favor
? If the principal took a liking to me and we could get together, everything would be solved. My family's financial
situation isn't bad in this rural area, and my husband is somewhat capable, but compared to the young principal in front of me, he's utterly
insignificant.
I despise my husband the most. Even though he's a manager, I look down on him. I always
think he's a coward. When we got married, I heard my father-in-law had some influence, and since my husband was a veteran
, I was supposed to be able to get him a good job, so I happily married him. Who knew that after marriage, nothing happened, and he didn't even
get a job? I had to make a huge scene about divorce to force my father-in-law to use connections and bribes to get my
husband a job in a state-owned department store. Now it seems it's not a good job either. Humph.
I originally wanted to marry my cousin, sigh, now I regret it. Now my cousin's a deputy
bureau chief, and my husband's nothing, yet he acts all high and mighty in the village. What is he anyway?
Take this whole promotion thing, for example. I pulled every string I could, begged everyone I could, and finally even got my cousin involved.
It's been such a long and difficult process, and now I still don't have a sure thing. I'm so anxious. Am I going to end up
like those other teachers? Like those rural women? No! I want to be better than everyone else. I want to live a better life than everyone else
.
And the opportunity is right in front of me. If I can get this principal on my side, promotion will be a piece of cake
! I'll be the first one to get promoted, then let them be envious of my looks! And thinking further ahead, if I can get on
the good side of this young principal, it won't just be promotion! My children's future jobs, my own career—they might
all take off! Am I destined to be just an ordinary teacher? Humph! With her abilities, why
couldn't she become a director or principal? Anything is possible if she can climb up to the person in front of her…
It has to be said, greed is the root of all evil. A woman like Liu Yuhua may never have cheated on her husband
, but it's precisely this personality that makes her easily led astray, even at her current age.
The reason she hadn't cheated before was simply because she hadn't met someone worthy of her infidelity, nor had she encountered the opportunity. But
the temptation now makes it hard for her to resist.
Back to Li Qiang. Just now, Li Qiang was lost in thought, but now it was Liu Yuhua's turn, her mind preoccupied and absent-minded
.
Looking at the alluring mature woman before him, Li Qiang couldn't help but think wickedly, "Damn, this seductive old slut, I might
make her my first woman in this school." Since coming to this school, it's been so boring. With this
alluring old slut around, life isn't lacking in excitement, hehe…
Li Qiang is quite experienced with sleeping with respectable women; he'd slept with quite a few older women back in his school days. His high school English
teacher, his aunt, his cousin's mother—all women in their forties and fifties—some even
divorced, got pregnant, and had children because of him. Heh heh.
Li Qiang was absolutely confident he could win over this older woman. Heh,
why was she coming to his office so frequently and so eagerly? It was all about getting a permanent position. Many teachers at the school were doing the same thing lately, but
he'd never tried to curry favor. Why bother if it didn't benefit him?
But if this older woman was willing to obediently comply, he wouldn't mind helping her get a permanent position.
" It's a good thing. Trading a teaching position for a flirtatious old flame, worth it, hehe..."
"Teacher Liu, what are you thinking about? Hehe... Come help me figure out how to solve this problem. Ugh, I've been thinking about it for ages
and still can't figure it out." Li Qiang said, moving his chair to make room for Liu Yuhua
.
"Ah?... Oh. Okay, what problem is it? Hehe, let me see. If you can't solve it, Principal, I'm even less likely to
, um..."
Li Qiang's question snapped Liu Yuhua back to reality. Seeing the principal's ambiguous actions and
gaze, the worldly-wise Liu Yuhua seemed to understand perfectly; the principal's actions were exactly what she wanted. So she leaned
closer to the principal, bent over, and lay on the desk, her smooth, large buttocks raised behind her, their heads
touching, pretending to look at the book in front of them.
Li Qiang had no interest in the book; the problem he mentioned earlier was just a casual remark, a casual gesture. Both men
were seasoned and intelligent; how could they not understand each other's thoughts?
Smelling the fragrance emanating from the older woman's hair, and glancing at her dignified and
delicate face adorned with a few wrinkles, Li Qiang thought of the woman he desired so close, soon to be his to do as he pleased,
to ride her as he pleased. This older woman, old enough to be his mother, this retired teacher, this respectable woman, would writhe and submit beneath him
. Li Qiang's heart raced, his large penis throbbing and pressing
uncomfortably against his trousers.
While absentmindedly listening to Liu Yuhua answering her homework, Li Qiang secretly glanced back and saw her full
, silky buttocks right beside him; a slight shift back and he could cup them in his arms.
Li Qiang wouldn't miss this opportunity; how could he refuse such a tempting offer? Heh heh. So, outwardly, he still pretended
to listen attentively, slightly turning his face to feign seriousness while watching Liu Yuhua with a mischievous smile, his left hand reaching towards her
smooth, plump buttocks behind him. He first gently placed it there, and seeing no excessive reaction, he slowly began
to stroke it up and down, left and right, before starting to press and knead. The situation immediately became clear
, and there was no need for them to pretend anymore.
"Um… Principal…" Liu Yuhua stopped pretending to answer any questions. Now, both of them were hunched over
their books, their faces turned to the side, their eyes meeting, almost face to face, mouth to mouth. Their breathing
gradually quickened, their breaths scalding each other's faces.
"Hmm? Teacher Liu, what's wrong?" Looking at the dignified old face before him, Li Qiang couldn't help but swallow,
his large hand kneading her even more forcefully.
"Um...don't do that, Principal...we're at school, there are people outside...um..." Liu Yuhua feigned reluctance
, occasionally letting out a soft moan as she was roughly kneaded. She then sat up, reaching behind her as if to push away the frivolous
hands.
"Hehe...it's alright, Teacher Liu, class will start soon, no one will come." Li Qiang said,
pulling her into his lap.
"Ah...no, Principal...it would be terrible if someone saw us..."
"It's alright, go lock the door, I'll draw the curtains again, and everything will be fine. Hehe..." Li Qiang patted
Liu Yuhua's smooth, large buttocks, making her get up to close the door. He then drew the curtains in front of him.
After locking the door, Liu Yuhua turned around and saw the young principal sitting back in his chair, grinning mischievously at her.
A surge of smugness welled up inside her; everything seemed to be going smoothly, and her predictions were slowly becoming reality. "Hmph
...
" Liu Yuhua feigned shyness
as she said to the young principal, "Principal, you're so naughty! I'm already so old, and you still won't let me go?"
"Hehe... I just like respectable women your age. Teacher Liu, you're the most beautiful girl in our school
! How could I let you go? Hehe..."
"Come here..." Li Qiang urged Liu Yuhua from behind the door.
Hearing Li Qiang's words, Liu Yuhua pretended to be shy and walked over hesitantly. As soon as she reached him, Li Qiang
pulled her into his lap. She straddled Li Qiang's body, face to face, and rode on his back.
"Ah... what's the rush, Principal... I'm just an old woman, and you're getting this excited, hehe...
"
Hearing Liu Yuhua say this, Li Qiang vigorously kneaded her smooth, large buttocks from behind with both hands, while pressing his face
against Liu Yuhua's old face. "I'm in a hurry... today I'm going to fuck you, you old slut, properly."
"You pervert..." Being held in the young principal's arms and said so blatantly, Liu Yuhua
blushed with shame this time, muttering a curse in a low voice, half angry and half resentful. Although she was naturally flirtatious, good at reading people's expressions, and used her charm
to flatter people, she was ultimately a virtuous woman who had never truly cheated. Now, for the first time
, she was inevitably a little nervous and shy about doing it for real.
"Hehe... I'm a pervert, a pervert for you, old beauty," Li Qiang teased,
pressing Liu Yuhua's large buttocks down hard against his erect crotch, kneading them vigorously with his large hands while pushing his erect penis
towards Liu Yuhua's private parts.
"Mmm... Be gentle, Principal."
"Hehe... I love your big ass so much, I can't wait to see it, I just want to crush it, squeeze
it to pieces."
"Hmph... You don't even spare someone my age, you're such a pervert."
"Hehe... I only like older women your age, I don't want young ones. Fat, tender, and
sexy, I can never get enough of you."
"Hmph... You're so bad... Meeting you is my misfortune. At this age, I'm ruined. If
people find out, I'll be too ashamed to face them."
"Hehe... What misfortune? You're experiencing a second spring. I'm respecting and loving the elderly, carrying
forward the fine traditions of the Chinese nation, haha..."
"Pah... You can't expect anything good from a dog's mouth... By the way, Principal, you have to help me with my teacher's promotion this time
. Anyway, I don't care anymore, I'm leaving this to you. Whether I can get promoted this time depends entirely on you." Taking advantage of the fact that
the two were deeply in love, the shrewd Liu Yuhua took the opportunity to say to Li Qiang.
"Hehe...no problem, leave it to me, it's no big deal. I'll talk to my dad about it later and give it to you."
"I need a spot. You can take the exam as usual, just go through the motions. After the exam, just wait for the results, hehe... But
I can't help you for nothing. You know there are only a few dozen spots in the whole county, and so many people are vying for them. Not to
mention, even the teachers at our school are eyeing it with bated breath. So many people come to me every day begging, but I haven't given in.
I've helped you so much, how are you going to thank me, huh? Hehe..."
As he spoke, Li Qiang teased Liu Yuhua in his arms. At this moment, his large hand behind her untied
the elastic band of her stirrup pants, and through her underwear, directly touched the old woman's soft, greasy buttocks.
"Ah... you pervert... how are you going to thank me? Anyway, I don't have any money to give as a gift, you figure it out,
hmph!"
"Hehe... no money? Fine, then sell yourself to pay off your debts, haha..."
After teasing her for so long, Li Qiang couldn't hold back any longer. There wasn't much time in a class, so he had to get to work.
He had to get this old woman to herself today.
He then kissed Liu Yuhua's old lips, sucking and licking them vigorously.
"Mmm..." Liu Yuhua cooperated with the young principal, wrapping her arms around Li Qiang's back, and the two
kissed passionately on the chair. This was Liu Yuhua's first time having an affair. Although she was naturally flirtatious, her experience was pitifully limited
. Now, being kissed so passionately by Li Qiang, she was breathless and disoriented. She was completely led by Li Qiang. First,
she was passively kissed on the lips, then her teeth were forced open, and the young principal's venomous tongue was thrust into her
old mouth. Then, her tongue was forcefully sucked out and sucked into the principal's mouth.
All sorts of things, so many techniques, Liu Yuhua, a respectable woman who was only used to flaunting her charms, had never experienced anything like this. In
the end, she was just a rural woman lacking in experience and only possessing a little cleverness. How could she be
a match for Li Qiang, a seasoned veteran who had hunted countless women? In no time, she was kissed until she was dizzy and breathless.
"Ugh... Ah... Hehe... Stop, stop, I'm suffocating, let me catch my breath." Liu Yuhua finally
managed to break free from the young principal's mouth and gasped for air. She had never experienced such an intense
kiss before; this frenzied kiss had left her breathless and seeing stars. Thinking about it now, she felt
a strange mix of excitement and shyness.
"Baby, your tongue is so soft, your saliva is so fragrant, haha..." Looking at the panting older woman before him
, Li Qiang couldn't help but tease her smugly.
"Hoo hoo... You're so naughty, Principal... Where did you get so many tricks up your sleeve? Why are you eating my tongue and saliva
?" Liu Yuhua blushed as she spoke.
"Hehe... What's wrong with that? Baby, I'll be eating the saliva from your lower mouth later, haha
..."
"Ah... you pervert..." Liu Yuhua blushed even more, looking at the young principal's wicked smile, and realizing
the meaning behind it, her vagina contracted a few times, and her vagina involuntarily released a stream of lustful fluid.

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