[The Silent Degeneration] (Chapter 8)

Author: fasarica
Published on the forum on August 21, 2017
Word count: 42874
First published on this site
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Chapter Eight
Ya Han sat in the taxi, watching the street scenes flash by outside. It was almost midnight. Her head
was resting on the back of the seat, her eyes half-closed, trying to rest. The sound of Xin Yan's heartfelt pleas and cries kept echoing in her mind
. Although she had already left, it wasn't hard to imagine what the four of them would do to her
. Ya Han shook her head slightly, trying not to imagine what would happen to her, because it was her own fault
. She hadn't done anything against her conscience, yet she was still coerced and used by Old Man Chen and his gang. Besides,
Xin Yan had done so many bad things; there was no need to worry about her.
Ya Han took out Xin Yan's phone, recalling how she had gone to the hotel room booked by the person who had sent the text message.
After leaving Old Man Chen and the others, she quickly took a taxi to the hotel
and room number sent in the text message. Upon entering, she found no one there. Ya Han quickly turned on the camera on her phone,
placed it on an inconspicuous table beside the bed, and covered it with some clutter, pointing the camera at the bed. She then texted the person:
"I've put that slut Ya Han on the bed. Come and enjoy yourself."
She quickly received a reply, and without taking off her clothes, she lay down on the bed, waiting for the
man who thought his plan had succeeded to take the bait.
A moment later, the sound of the hotel door opening rang out. Ya Han quickly closed her eyes, turned her head to one side, and
relaxed her body, pretending to be drugged and unconscious.
"Huh, where's Chen Xin Yan? Did she go back first?" the man muttered to himself as he entered.
Ya Han then felt him approaching.
"Hehe, this is Gu Yahan, the number one beauty of the Foreign Languages Department. She's just lying there obediently waiting for
me to fuck her. I'm finally going to get you."
Then Yahan heard the man rustling as he undressed, and felt his hand being gripped.
Yahan kept telling herself to endure a little longer, continuing to pretend to be unconscious and motionless.
"Wow... such tender skin, as delicate and smooth as silk. If you had accepted me sooner,
you wouldn't have been treated like this today. Well, after tonight you won't know anything. Let me see if you
're still a virgin. At least in college, I haven't seen any man touch you."
"Hehe, if you are, then your first time was given to me so carelessly, haha."
After saying this, the man placed his hand on Yahan's thigh, which was clad in black tight pants. Yahan felt the man's
breath on her face. Unable to bear it any longer and not wanting him to go any further, Yahan suddenly opened her beautiful, black gem-like
eyes and stared at the man leering at her.
Then the man froze, his smile still stiff on his face, and his eyes widened.
Ya Han propped herself up with her hands and sat up abruptly, glaring at him angrily.
"How could this be...you...it's not...I..."
The man stammered, unable to speak. Seeing that Ya Han showed no signs of being drugged, but instead
stood up energetically and looked at him, saying,
"It's you, isn't it? The one who conspired with Xin Yan to frame me. To be honest, Xin Yan has already been exposed. Now
she's under my control, and I have evidence of your multiple crimes!"
Saying this, Ya Han walked to the table, picked up her phone, and waved it at the man. Then she sat back in her chair, crossed her legs,
and stared at him, saying,
"You must also be a student at Jiaotong University, right? Are you in the same department as Xin Yan?"
The man, his scheme exposed, said unwillingly and fearfully,
"Yes, I'm a third-year student. I...I'm sorry, these plans were all Xin Yan's idea, and
I'm also...a bit lustful, so I started planning...Gu, please forgive me this once, okay?
I'll agree to anything you want, just please don't expose this."
"Hmph, judging from these videos, it seems you've used this method to seduce quite a few female classmates. Even if I don't
hold it against you, you can't just let it go like this."
Ya Han looked at him, who avoided her gaze, standing comically on the edge of the bed in only shorts. Hearing
her words, he raised his head, glanced at Ya Han, and slowly walked to her side, looking at her and saying,
"So what do you want? To report me? I've already told you, it was all Chen Xinyan's idea.
She was the one who approached me in the first place. You're not going to deal with her, but you want to mess with me? Fine, go ahead and do it. At worst, make a scene. Chen Xinyan
won't be able to escape either; in fact, she'll suffer more. I've done this before and been exposed, but my dad
paid off. It'll be similar this time. Besides, I haven't done anything to you. What else do you want?"
Ya Han looked at him, somewhat agitated, thinking she shouldn't ruin things, but also not wanting to give this
student client an easy advantage. She smiled at him and continued:
"If I were going to call the police, I wouldn't be here. Besides, Xinyan has already been punished."
"What punishment did she receive? What do you want? As long as you don't tell anyone, I'll do what I
can."
The man looked at Yahan expectantly, hoping the matter could be settled privately.
"You don't need to ask about her affairs. Let me ask you, how much did you pay Xinyan for what she planned tonight? And
what's your name?"
The man lowered his head somewhat embarrassedly and scratched his head, saying,
"Uh, my surname is Kong... and I paid 2,000 yuan."
Yahan immediately became furious. Xinyan betrayed her for only 2,000 yuan? That damned bitch! Although
Yahan didn't want to let this Kong classmate go so easily, he was just a customer, and there was nothing she could say.
Besides, he hadn't succeeded, and she didn't even know him. In her eyes, he was far less despicable than Xinyan.
Thinking about how she had already sent money home again to support the two homeless men who were coercing her , 　　Ya Han
realized that if things continued like this, her family might discover the secret she was trying so hard to keep, which was not what she wanted at all . So, she decided to use this opportunity to resolve the situation. 　　"Okay, I promise I won't tell anyone about what happened today, including Xin Yan, but you have to 　　come up with 20,000 yuan." 　　Ya Han thought this would be a tenfold return. 　　"20,000...that's really too much, isn't it?" 　　Kong looked very troubled; he felt it was too much. 　　"What? You can't even come up with 20,000 yuan? Didn't you just say you'd agree to anything? This is 　　the lightest solution I could think of. If you don't agree, didn't you say your dad could help you sort things out? Let's see 　　if he can settle things with just 20,000 yuan, and whether you can continue studying at university." 　　Ya Han said, putting pressure on him. 　　"Okay, okay, 20,000 it is. But let me tell you, if you go back on your word and report me again, 　　you won't be able to escape responsibility even if you accept this money." 　　"I already said, I didn't intend to report you. There's no benefit for me in doing so. But if you keep 　　doing this, things might get complicated." 　　Kong took out his phone and started working on it, saying to Ya Han with some annoyance, 　　"I only have 5,000 in my card. Can I give you the rest tomorrow? I keep my word. Also, um 　　... as for the evidence 　　, could you..." "How can I do that? Don't push your luck. You know I won't report you, and I won't 　　ask you for anything else. What if you turn your back on me after I give you the evidence?" 　　Then Kong transferred the money to Ya Han via Alipay on his phone. After finishing, he told her to 　　transfer the remaining amount tomorrow as well, and then left the room, leaving Kong sitting dejectedly on the edge of the bed. 　　Her thoughts returned to the present. The taxi had already stopped at the roadside downstairs from her rented apartment. After getting out, she took out her 　　phone and saw several missed calls and incoming text messages, all from her mother. 　　She hadn't heard them earlier because she was too noisy at the bar, and only saw them after getting busy with these things. 　　It was too late now, so Ya Han opened the door and sat on the sofa while replying to her mother's text message. However, her mother 　　quickly replied to the text message: 　　"Xiao Han, why didn't you answer your mother's calls? I was so worried. What have you been doing lately? Your father said 　　he wanted you to come back this weekend, but you said you were busy. You've never been like this before." 　　Soon after, Ya Han's phone rang, and she answered it reluctantly. 　　"Hey, Mom, it's so late and you're still up?" 　　"Xiaohan, Mom was just worried about you. What have you been doing? It's so late. You never completely ignore 　　Mom's calls, do you?" " 　　Um... I went out with my classmates." 　　"Tell Mom honestly what you're doing tomorrow. Your dad finally comes home, and you're not even coming to 　　get together?" 　　"Um... I have to..." 　　Yahan, who wasn't good at lying, started to stammer. 　　"If you don't have anything going on, just come home tomorrow. It's not that far. Be good, your dad really wants to see you. 　　He's busy with work, and I don't get to see you guys much either. Let's have a good family get-together. Xiaohan, be 　　good." 　　"Well... okay, I'll come home tomorrow." 　　Completely at a loss, Yahan had no choice but to agree to her mother's request. 　　"Okay, my sweet Xiaohan, go to sleep early. It's so late. We'll be waiting for you to come home tomorrow." 　　"Okay, goodnight, Mom." 　　Yahan sighed after hanging up the phone. Life at school was a complete mess. Going back to relax 　　wouldn't be bad. Thinking that Old Man Chen and the others were still "punishing" Xinyan, Yahan shook her head, thinking that she could finally get 　　a good night's sleep. 　　Saturday morning, Yahan opened her sleepy eyes and slowly sat up. She saw that it was almost 　　8 o'clock. She planned to go home today, so she started getting ready. When she walked out of the bedroom, she 　　bumped into Old Man Chen coming out of the bathroom. 　　"What are you doing here... Where's Xinyan? How is she?" 　　Yahan reacted first and asked Old Man Chen. 　　"Hehe, Xinyan was given a good lesson last night. Cao Yixiong and the others should have taken her 　　back to school this morning, probably." 　　Old Man Chen looked at Yahan with a tired smile and said. 　　"Then, did you tell her that we have complete evidence against her..." 　　"Do you need to tell me that? We gave her a proper explanation first thing this morning. Are you still worried about her? 　　This kind of slutty bitch brought this on herself, didn't she?" "Hmm... she did bring it on herself. But what about me? Why am I 　　being treated like this 　　even though I haven't done anything heinous ?" 　　Ya Han said to Old Chen with a self-deprecating tone. 　　"Hehe, my little beauty, what are you saying? You're just too pretty, that's why 　　..." 　　"Get away from me!" 　　Ya Han said irritably, getting off to wash up in the bathroom. After she finished, she looked at the woman who was already sitting on the sofa.

Old Chen said,
"I'm going home this weekend. You figure it out yourself, but don't make a mess of my house."
Hearing Ya Han's words, Old Chen sat up straight in shock:
"What? You're going back? I was thinking you could finally rest and have some fun, and you're going back? Let me
tell you, that won't do!"
Ya Han was angered by his unreasonable and domineering words:
"What? You say it won't do? It's none of your business if I go home to see my parents! It's just the weekend, is there anything
wrong with that?"
Old Chen looked conflicted. He had planned to spend the weekend with Ya Han and the others,
but now his plans were ruined. However, it was normal for her to go home once in a while; he couldn't force her to stay away forever. This
would cause trouble sooner or later, and if he pressured her parents too much, it would be disastrous.
"So, when are you coming back?"
Old Chen asked listlessly.
"How should I know? Probably tomorrow afternoon or evening. Just stay in your room and don't
come into my room and make a mess of it again."
Ya Han went to her bedroom and started putting on makeup.
"Then what am I supposed to do? If you're not there, we'll go find that pretty girl Meng Yao and play around, okay?"
Ya Han turned her head and glared at Old Man Chen, then turned back and said,
"If you want to find her, then go find her. Do you think I won't go back just because you say that? It's not like I'm going back on my own initiative.
My mother called me last night, otherwise I would have come over directly like last time and almost been discovered. What can I
do? Can't you even wait two days?"
Ya Han's tone started to get angry. Old Man Chen listened in silence. Indeed, no matter what
, Ya Han was right this time, so he had no choice but to give up.
"Fine, fine! Go back if you want! But you'd better make it up to me when you come back!
Do you hear me?"
Old Chen shouted with a frustrated expression. Although Ya Han felt bad after hearing this, as if she had become his
mistress, she was glad to be able to leave this despicable man for the time being.
"Alright, we'll talk about it when we get back."
Ya Han said, taking off her pajamas and opening the wardrobe to choose what to wear. Old Chen stood up, looking at Ya
Han, and asked,
"What are you going to do with that bitch Xin Yan now?"
Ya Han said while changing her clothes,
"What do you mean, what are you going to do? Didn't you guys teach her a lesson enough last night?"
"So you mean you're just going to let it go like that?"
Ya Han glanced at Old Chen thoughtfully and said,
"What, one time wasn't enough? You want to turn her into someone like me?"
Old Chen looked at Ya Han's smooth, white body and leered,
"How can one time with such a beautiful woman be enough? Besides, she was planning to hurt you. If it weren't for me..."
"Alright, alright, I know you found out. So what are you planning to do now?"
"Hehe, I have her phone number, or rather, all of us have her phone number. When we want
something, she'll have to obey us."
"A bunch of hooligans..."
After saying that, Ya Han had already changed her clothes. She was wearing a thin white long-sleeved shirt with a
dark blue denim jacket over it. Old Chen couldn't see what Ya Han was wearing underneath because she had tied a
red and white checkered shirt around her waist, which covered her lower body. Her beautiful legs were covered by a pair of gray-white fleece ultra-thin
cropped leggings, the cuffs of which were completely above her ankles. Ya Han was sitting on the edge of the bed, lifting one leg and putting on a white sock on her tender, smooth little foot. After she put it on, 　　her flawless, tender white ankle and foot
were exposed between the sock and the leggings . 　　Old Chen swallowed hard, thought for a moment, and said, 　　"Last night after catching Xin Yan, I saw you seemingly contacting that client you'd arranged to meet. 　　What did you talk about?" 　　Unexpectedly, Old Chen asked directly. Ya Han lifted her other beautiful leg, putting on her socks as she spoke, 　　"Just warning him, and then… ah!" 　　Old Chen sat down in front of Ya Han, his fat, dark hand grabbing her white-socked foot 　　and starting to knead it. 　　"What are you doing? Don't… it tickles!" 　　Ya Han twisted her leg slightly, feigning annoyance. 　　"Continue, did you meet him afterward?" 　　Ya Han was startled, wondering how Old Chen was so perceptive, though she knew he would ask. 　　"Well… I went to expose him and punished him a little…" 　　Old Chen pinched Ya Han's white-socked, tender foot and rubbed it against his greasy, ugly face. 　　"Punishment... How will you punish him? You didn't just satisfy him, did you? Hmm... It even smells like fruit 　　." 　　Old Chen pressed his white-socked foot against his fat, black nose, sniffing intently. 　　"You... you pervert... What fruit... It's just the smell of laundry detergent... You like it that much 　　...?" 　　Ya Han's delicate face flushed slightly, and her small foot, which she had been holding, gradually stopped struggling and began 　　to rub against Old Chen's smelly face. She felt a strange, indescribable pleasure. Knowing she wouldn't see 　　Old Chen for the next two days, she could now tease him. So Ya Han stretched out her other leg, her 　　delicate white-socked foot reaching towards Old Chen's genitals. 　　"Oh... little darling, you finally understand what I'm thinking." 　　Old Chen murmured softly through Ya Han's white-socked foot, while simultaneously grasping the calf of the beautiful leg that was reaching towards his crotch with his other hand 　　. 　　"Hmph! I'll give you a break now, but don't get my clothes dirty, I need to go out later." 　　As she spoke, Ya Han rubbed one foot against Old Chen's greasy, smelly face, and massaged his already erect penis through his pants with her other foot 　　. Old Chen quickly unzipped his pants, letting his huge, dark penis with its 　　bulging veins spring out, and her white-socked little foot pressed directly on it.

"Oh...so comfortable. I used to think that both men's and women's feet were dirty and smelly, until I met
you and Mengyao. I've discovered they're so tender and fragrant...mmm..."
Old Chen said, opening his large, fleshy lips to take Ya Han's white-socked, tender toes into his mouth.
"You...if you're going to do it, hurry up...don't talk so much nonsense...I'm in a hurry..."
Ya Han said softly, slightly out of breath, her other white-socked foot beginning to rub Old Chen's thick,
smelly penis. Having done this several times before, she had some experience,
stroking down the shaft along the throbbing glans, occasionally massaging the swollen scrotum.
Ya Han's proactive service completely overwhelmed Old Chen. Looking at her tender, innocent face, and
the shy way she looked away after making eye contact with him, Old Chen became even more excited.
"Looks like my little darling's finally getting horny, I can't take it anymore."
He then guided his penis along her ankle and inserted it into Ya Han's cropped trousers,
the swollen, hard glans wrapped around her smooth, white calves.
"Ugh! I told you not to do this, what if you get it dirty?"
Ya Han was a little anxious watching Chen Laohan's actions.
"It's okay, let me have some fun first, I'll pull it out later."
Chen Laohan rubbed his penis against Ya Han's calves with the cropped trousers, while simultaneously licking
her white-socked, tender foot that was rubbing against his stinky face. The toes and soles of her feet
were covered in his foul-smelling saliva, and the area where the grayish-white cropped trousers he was thrusting against, pressing against the glans,
became damp and darkened.
"Oh... every time I see you in different clothes, my dick gets rock hard. You're deliberately seducing me,
aren't you... um... ah..."
Ya Han remained silent, her toes rubbing against Old Chen's crotch as he sat on the ground, her scrotum rubbing against the white socks
and insteps below, while her penis thrust faster inside her cropped trousers.
Old Chen, as if remembering something, pulled his penis out of his trousers and quickly went to the entrance. To Ya Han's
surprise, he came over carrying a pink canvas casual shoe, pinching the short white socked
foot he had just played with.
"What...what are you doing, taking my shoes..."
Old Chen leered, staring at Ya Han's white-socked, tender feet.
"Hehe, so you can wear shoes and make my cock feel pressured!"
Then, Old Chen squeezed the struggling little feet and put on the canvas shoes. The shoe opening
overlapped with the edge of the short white socks, only a small part of the sock's edge was visible. The fair and smooth ankles were exposed , making Old Chen swallow hard 　　.
While Ya Han was completely confused by Old Chen's perverted behavior, 　　Old Chen stretched his head over and licked along the edge of the socks on the lower side of her tender ankle with his disgusting, intestine-like mouth. 　　His dark nose was pressed against her ankle, and his breathing became very rapid. Ya Han, whose ankle was being licked, also felt a little 　　itchy and kept twisting her little feet in canvas shoes. 　　Old Chen stretched out a finger and inserted it into the canvas shoe through the white sock, fiddling with it. 　　His finger went into the sole of the white sock, while at the same time, he stuck out his disgusting tongue and licked it along the ankle, 　　making the sock edge sticky with saliva. At the same time, Old Chen took a sip of thick saliva and let it flow down 　　the side of the white sock where it met the tender foot. 　　Then, Old Man Chen, his face contorted, took Ya Han's other white-socked toe into his mouth, pulled out his penis, and pinched 　　her tender ankle, clad in a canvas shoe, between his legs. He then forcefully thrust his penis 　　inside along the edge of the sock. Lubricated by Old Man Chen's sticky, smelly saliva, it went straight in. The canvas shoe and white sock together tightly wrapped 　　and compressed his swollen penis. The white sock, along with Ya Han's tender white foot, enveloped Old Man Chen's dark 　　, smelly, and hard penis. The strange sensation of the smooth, tender foot walls, the canvas shoe walls, and the white socks made Old Man Chen's thrusting 　　not very smooth. 　　However, the stimulation from each thrust was unparalleled. Ya Han, seeing the disgusting, thick penis being 　　inserted into her shoe-clad foot, also felt a strange sensation. Her 　　tender foot, wrapped in the canvas shoe and white sock, twisted and moved in rhythm with the thrusting. 　　He then thrust rapidly and groaned a few times, thick, hot spurts erupting from his glans. 　　The pungent, foul-smelling semen clung to Ya Han's tender soles as he moved, flowing down to her delicate toes 　　and completely soaking the bottom of her white socks. The thick semen permeated the socks and 　　the soles of her canvas shoes, filling the air with a strong, pungent odor. 　　Old Chen gasped and convulsed, trying to squeeze out the last drop of semen. Ya Han felt 　　the damp, hot sensation on her feet, which was also very uncomfortable. The white socks on her soles and toes were completely soaked with semen, turning a dark color 　　with some brownish-yellow tinges, making them look utterly disgusting. 　　After ejaculating, Old Chen withdrew his penis with satisfaction and lewdly said to Ya Han, 　　"Hehe, I won't allow you to take it off, you'll have to wear it like this." 　　"Are you kidding me? It's sticky and disgusting." 　　Ya Han took off her canvas shoes, which were covered in disgusting semen, and 　　the soles of her white socks were completely stained, making the smell even stronger. 　　Ya Han's white socks, covered in semen, were just sticking out, not knowing where to put them. 　　"I listened to you and didn't get your clothes dirty. No one will see if we go out like this, so what's 　　the big deal!" 　　"Hmph!" 　　Ya Han glared at Old Chen, still wearing her slippers and adjusting the ankles of her cropped pants. 　　"By the way, you haven't told me yet, how did you punish him?" 　　Ya Han sighed and said to Old Chen, 　　"It's all because of you. You keep asking me for money, and I'm not financially independent right now. 　　What if they notice and find out... so..." 　　Ya Han lowered her head and hesitated for a moment. 　　"So... what's wrong with you?" 　　Old Chen asked with interest.

"So I used the evidence as leverage to make him pay up and settle things peacefully. Anyway, he's just a customer, and
he didn't do anything to me. That way..."
Old Chen's eyes widened excitedly, and he said to Ya Han with a beaming smile,
"Is that so? You're going to coerce someone into giving me money to spend? You're such a good darling!"
With that, he pounced on Ya Han.
Seeing Old Chen's action, Ya Han quickly took a few steps back, blocking his body with her hands, and said with a face full of contempt,
"It's not for you, you disgusting, filthy vagrant. Don't you understand what I'm saying? It's just to
prevent my parents from finding out. I did it for myself."
Old Chen continued with a disgusting smile,
"It's all the same... all the same... my good darling, I love you to death... um..."
As he spoke, he stubbornly covered Ya Han's pink and tender lips with his disgusting, thick lips and kissed them
.
"Get out, get out of my way..."
Ya Han struggled to break free from Old Chen, wiping her lips with the back of her hand. Her bright, black gem-like eyes
glared at Old Chen:
"Don't be too smug... I'm leaving. Remember what I said earlier, don't mess up my room
."
With that, Ya Han walked towards the entrance. Old Chen watched Ya Han's graceful back, remembering her
greeting and the money he had extorted from her. His desire to possess her surged again.
He couldn't bear not seeing Ya Han for the next two days. After a moment's thought, Old Chen smiled excitedly and chased after her.
"My little darling, I definitely won't mess up your room, so I thought... I'd like to go back with you?"
Old Chen blurted out without hesitation, looking expectantly at Ya Han as she turned around. After a moment, Ya
Han realized what Old Chen meant and showed a very surprised expression.
"What...what did you say? Come back with me? Go back where?"
"Go back to your house. I was thinking of going to see it too. Wouldn't that be better? You can reunite with your parents,
I won't mess up your room, and we can be together..."
"Are you crazy! What a joke! You're coming with me? Are you trying to let my parents find out? I just
said..."
"I didn't say I wanted your parents to know. Think of a way for me to sneak in. Like that time your mother came over
, she didn't find me. Besides, your house should be bigger than this, right?"
Old Chen suggested, feigning composure and cunning.
"Impossible! How can I sneak you in? What if something goes wrong?
Don't always bring up impossible things, okay?"
"But when have you ever been caught with anything you've mentioned before?"
Old Chen retorted.
"This...that's because I'm lucky, maybe it'll stay like this forever..."
"Alright, alright, you never listen to any of this advice. I always have to yell at you before you
listen. Don't forget who I am and what you're like now."
"You...you're just being ridiculous! I'll satisfy you properly when I get back, okay? I said no, and that's final!"
Before Old Man Chen could even speak, Ya Han quickly put on her light red casual shoes and fled the room.
"Damn it! You don't listen to me? I'll teach you a lesson!"
With that, Old Chen put on his clothes and left for his rented room. A while later, Old Chen
opened his door and went inside to find Cao Yixiong and Wang Heigou chatting and laughing. Seeing Old Chen,
they turned and greeted him:
"Brother Chen, you're back! How was it? Didn't we agree to have some activities with Gu Yahan later?"
"Bullshit! That slut Yahan went back to her place today. I'm already annoyed."
Seeing Old Chen's angry expression, Wang Heigou knew his plans were ruined and also felt disappointed
.
"What should we do then? How about... we bring that pretty girl Mengyao out for a bit?"
"Right, right, since Yahan has gone back to her own business, let's not force her. Mengyao is pretty good too."
Wang Heigou chimed in, echoing Cao Yixiong. Actually, Old Man Chen wasn't thinking about who to play with,
but rather that he was very unhappy about losing the debate with Yahan today. Besides,
he couldn't think of anyone else except Yahan right now.
"You guys can play if you want. By the way, about Zhou Baoyan... don't let him know about
this place. Be careful not to let him know too much. Besides, we let him have his fun for free last night."
"Hehe, don't worry about that, Brother Chen. Besides, now that you mention it, I have another idea.
Didn't Zhou Baoyan say he had time to go to his place this morning? So, I'm thinking of taking Mengyao up there today. It'll be a good
opportunity to train this little beauty a bit more."
Cao Yixiong said slyly. Wang Heigou, standing to the side, objected:
"We just let him have his fun with a beautiful woman last night. Why are we giving him another one to play with today?"
"Hehe, Little Wang, you don't understand what Brother Cao means. He probably means to let Zhou Baoyan
understand our strength better, so he'll be more devoted to following us. And later, we still have Xinyan, that little bitch,
waiting for us to train her."
"That's right, just like last night. We don't need to reveal Mengyao's true identity. We'll just say she's our personal
toilet. Besides, Mengyao won't actively reveal her identity or her relationship with Sister Yahan.
She's so naive; she just wants to help her." Cao Yixiong excitedly replied to Old Man Chen.
"Yeah, that way Zhou Baoyan will definitely be very envious of us. To get meat, he'll definitely be more obedient to our
arrangements."
Old Man Chen nodded in satisfaction, thinking about the life he could live without worrying about food and clothing and having sex with women
. His previous unpleasant mood vanished:
"Okay, then you guys do your job well. I'm motivated too."
"Hmm? Brother Chen, aren't you coming with us?"
"No, I have a good idea now. You guys have fun and don't worry about me. I'm going to deal
with that stubborn slut Yahan."
So they resumed their casual conversation, chatting and laughing. A little while later, they would each go their separate ways
. They had brought Zhou Baoyan in earlier to prepare for future plans, and now they could
hone his skills.
Gu Yahan sat in a taxi on her way home. The semen stuck to the sole of one of her feet made her very
uncomfortable. She had considered taking off her socks before leaving, but with so many people around,
she considered it very indecent for a girl to take off her shoes in public. She didn't want to go to the bathroom alone just for this, so she had to endure it for a while
. Besides, the semen was gradually congealing on her socks, making it difficult to clean. Damn Old Man Chen! Old Man
Chen's bold suggestion before she left now made her somewhat worried. He actually said that! She quickly refused and ran away; she guessed Old Man Chen didn't want to make a big deal out of it. Oh well, she had to 　　act normal
when she got home and not let her parents see through her act. 　　A short while later, the taxi arrived at its destination and stopped at a luxurious 　　gate made of white marble. Ya Han got out of the car and went to the gate. The security guard at the gate smiled and saluted her very politely, and 　　then she entered the gate through the access card. 　　Ya Han's home is located in a beautiful area in the eastern part of the city. It's not far from the city center, but it's quiet 　　and surrounded by greenery. There are many luxurious villas here, and one of them is Ya Han's home. It 　　's not as noisy as the city, but it's still very convenient. After walking along the clean and tidy road for a while, Ya Han 　　arrived at the front gate of her house. She entered the password, opened it, and walked along the stone path through the 　　beautiful little garden in front of the gate to the villa's entrance. She breathed a sigh of relief, pressed the button next to the gate , 　　and said energetically, "Mom and Dad, I'm home!" 　　Ya Han unlocked the door, and her parents' happy faces greeted her, especially her father, who seemed 　　very excited: 　　"Xiao Han, my good daughter, Dad hasn't seen you in so long! Come in!" 　　"Hmm, have you had breakfast? If not, I'll ask 　　Xiao Gong to get you some," Ya Han's mother said gently with a smile. 　　"Hmm, no need, I ate this morning," Ya Han lied as she hugged her father. 　　"Hmm, my Xiaohan is getting better and better at dressing up 　　. It seems that if this continues, she won't be a member of the Gu family for long," 　　Gu Fan, Yahan's father, said jokingly as he looked her over. 　　"Look at you, what are you saying? Our daughter just got home, can't you say something nice?" 　　Ya Han's mother, Lin Xinrou, playfully patted Gu Fan. The three of them then 　　sat down on the large sofa in the living room, chatting and laughing. A neatly dressed woman with gloves, looking very simple and earnest, 　　brought drinks to the sofa. Ya Han stood up and took the drinks from her, placing them on the coffee table. The woman 　　said warmly to Ya Han, 　　"Welcome home, Ya Han." 　　Ya Han returned a gentle smile and hugged her again, saying, 　　"Hmm! Sister Gong, your figure is getting better and better! How have you been while I've been away from home?" 　　"Yes, your mother recently had me join her yoga class, and now I exercise almost every day . I 　　've even fallen behind on a lot of housework." 　　"It's nothing, I won't blame you. Ya Han is often away from home, and so are you, husband, so I 　　just need to find things to do," 　　Ya Han's mother, Xinrou, said with a hint of reproach. 　　"I'm back now, it's rare for our family to get together. Oh, right, Xiaorou, go get 　　the gift I prepared for our daughter, I almost forgot." 　　"Dad, you brought a gift too?" 　　"Of course, your dad was so sad when you weren't coming back, he even asked me to give it to you 　　." As she 　　spoke, Xinrou was about to stand up to get it, but Xiaogong quickly said, 　　"I'll get it, Xinrou, you and your family can have a good chat." 　　"Okay, sure." 　　Xinrou smiled gratefully at her and sat down again. 　　Ya Han's father, Gu Fan, is a senior manager at a large multinational trading company. Recently, he has been frequently 　　traveling abroad for business. Unlike Ya Han's mother, he comes from a very ordinary and impoverished family. He 　　achieved his success at a young age through perseverance, hard work, and a daring spirit. Xin Rou comes from a 　　scholarly family; both her parents are educators. She grew up in a relatively affluent environment, both materially and spiritually, and became a 　　woman of high eloquence and refinement. Therefore, she has devoted herself to Ya Han's education, 　　hoping that Ya Han will surpass her in both appearance and inner qualities. 　　This villa was bought by Gu Fan when Ya Han was in junior high school. Its overall style is modern and minimalist 　　, both in exterior and interior decoration, rather than a classical European style, yet it is still full of luxury, 　　sophistication, and grandeur. Sister Gong was chosen by Ya Han's mother to work as a nanny. Although she was not yet 30, she 　　was very skilled in housework and cooking, saving Xin Rou a lot of trouble. Xin Rou liked her very much. 　　For so long, the Gu family had never treated her like a servant, and Sister Gong 　　was very happy working there. 　　While Ya Han's family was showing concern for her, Sister Gong came over with a gift from Gu Fan for Ya Han. Ya Han 　　took it and asked her father with a smile, 　　"Dad, what did you bring me from England?" 　　"Xiao Han, just open it and you'll know," 　　Gu Fan said, looking at his daughter with a happy expression. 　　Ya Han opened the exquisitely packaged box. Inside was a pure white, tight-fitting, low-cut cotton top, and in another 　　bag was a pair of burgundy leggings. 　　"Is this... a complete outfit? I've never dressed like this before." 　　"Of course, you have to trust your dad's taste. Oh, and here's another bag." 　　Gu Fan placed it in front of Ya Han. Inside was a pair of pure black suede high-heeled ankle boots with 　　beige leather soles. 　　After looking at them, Ya Han smiled happily at her father and said, 　　"They look great! Thank you, Dad. I just don't know if they'll fit..."

"It'll definitely fit. I discussed your clothing size and shoe size with your mother before buying it, so it won't be wrong."
"Okay, then."
As Ya Han was about to put away the new clothes and shoes, Xin Rou looked at Ya Han and said,
"Then try them on and let me take a look."
"Now?"
Ya Han hesitated.
"It's okay, let us all take a look."
Sister Gong chimed in from the side. Ya Han smiled and said,
"Then I'll go back to my room for a bit."
Then she took the gift box upstairs to her room, closed the door, and breathed a slight sigh of relief. Then she took off
her slippers and took off the short white sock with semen on it. She immediately smelled the disgusting,
pungent odor emanating from it. Ya Han lightly covered her nose with one hand and took off the other sock to wrap around the smelly white sock
. This could slightly prevent the smell from spreading. Then she found a corner to put it there for the time being.
After changing into a new outfit, Ya Han was worried that her feet would smell, so she also put on a pair of thin
black pantyhose, which would suit the outfit better. Once dressed, she opened the door and went into the living room.
Gu Fan and Xin Rou thought it looked great; it gave her a mature, womanly style, a far cry from her previous
sweet and cute image. Gu Fan, noticing Ya Han was still wearing slippers, said to her,
"Xiao Han, you should put on your boots too. It will really enhance the overall look. Here."
He handed her the boots. Ya Han hesitated, worried that
her parents would notice her smelly feet:
"This… it's not appropriate to wear them in the house… they'll get dirty…"
"What are you saying, Xiao Han? The boots are new too,"
her mother, Xin Rou, replied, puzzled.
"Oh yeah, that's right... I forgot."
Ya Han hated herself for making such a lame excuse. Helplessly, she picked up her boots, her heart
pounding nervously under her parents' gaze. She carefully bent her foot, the one stained with semen, and
quickly slipped the boots on, keeping the sole facing down towards her parents. She thought that even though she was wearing black stockings,
it wouldn't be good if the smell reached her.
However, in her panic, Ya Han forgot to unzip the side zipper, making it impossible to get her small feet in.
"Xiao Han, what are you panicking about? The zipper isn't even open yet, you can't get them on like that,"
Xin Rou said, moving towards her as if to help.
"I've figured it out, Mom, I can do it myself!"
In a flustered state, Ya Han quickly unzipped her pants, slipped her little feet inside, and then quickly pulled them back up.
She smiled at her parents:
"Hmm... I don't usually wear boots, I forgot."
She then put on the other boot as well, quickly stood up from the sofa, and said to her parents from a distance:
"Hmm... It fits perfectly, Dad, it feels very comfortable."
"That's great, Xiao Han, as long as you like it."
Gu Fan smiled at Ya Han. Ya Han's heart was pounding, as if some unspeakable secret
had almost been discovered, but now it was alright. A little while later, Sister Gong set out a table
full of delicious dishes in the dining room, and the Gu family enjoyed a long-awaited family lunch together, discussing
their afternoon plans. Ya Han's mother suggested they go out for a walk, as staying at home wasn't very
interesting, and they could also pick out some clothes for Dad. They all agreed to the suggestion.
After dinner, Xinrou changed into her go-out clothes and said to Sister Gong,
"Why don't you come out with us, Xiao Gong? It's rare for you to see Xiaohan and the others."
"No need, Sister Xinrou, you and your family can go out and relax. I'll
prepare dinner at home and wait for you to come back."
"Alright then, we won't force you. Thank you, Xiao Gong. You should go home early after dinner too, especially
since you have children to take care of."
Sister Gong looked at Xinrou gratefully and said,
"Thank you, Sister Xinrou. I'll come over first thing tomorrow morning."
So the three of them got ready and went to their garage. Gu Fan opened the driver's side door of the brown BMW 7 Series.
Xinrou sat on the side, and Yahan sat in the back. The family happily went out.
At noon, Old Chen and his friends ate a casual lunch, then, with their dirty, smelly feet propped up on the messy coffee table,
leaning back on the sofa and picking their noses, asked,
"Oh, by the way, when are you guys planning to start? This afternoon or tonight?"
"I just texted that pretty girl Mengyao. We're leaving this afternoon.
Any plans, Brother Chen?"
Cao Yixiong said, wiping his mouth.
"Nothing much, but it means no one's coming back tonight, right? Hopefully, everything goes smoothly."
"Brother Chen, no problem." "Yeah, yeah!"
Cao Yixiong and Wang Heigou chimed in. So, in the afternoon, they watched TV and chatted for a while.
"Then we'll head out now, Brother Chen. We'll talk again when we get back tomorrow."
After receiving another text message, Cao Yixiong and Wang Heigou slung their small bags over their shoulders, said goodbye to Old Chen, and left.
Old Chen waved slightly at them.
In the now quiet room, Old Chen stood up and paced back and forth, wondering if he should do it, if he was
pushing too hard. But the thought of the stimulation it would bring made him restless; his penis involuntarily
hardened. He couldn't care less; that little bitch always submitted because he
forced her.
So, without a second thought, Old Chen picked up his phone and dialed Ya Han's number.
Ya Han was shopping with her parents in a mall on a pedestrian street in the city center when she suddenly received the call. She
glanced at the caller ID and gasped, gesturing for her parents to continue shopping in a store while she
carefully answered the phone in the mall's corridor:
"Ya Han, my little darling, have you thought it through? My suggestion."
"You… what did you say? Come to my house?"
"Yes… I've given you so much time, you should have thought it through by now. It's okay, we won't find out. "
"Damn it, I can't live without you, otherwise how am I supposed to sleep tonight..."
"I told you it's impossible... It's really too dangerous. I'll be back tomorrow, how could you
..."
"Don't you ever learn your lesson? Have you forgotten the consequences of not bringing me food last time? Fine, if you won't do it,
I'll just come openly and let your parents meet me."
"You... you think you can get in? You filthy scoundrel!"
"Why can't I get in? If I encounter anyone blocking my way, I'll just say your name, and I'll say I'm your
savior, that you invited me. How about it? I'll give you ten minutes to think about it. If you haven't called me
back by then, I'll do it!"
Then Old Chen hung up the phone, trembling with fear. If Ya Han really didn't agree, there was nothing he
could do. Old Chen didn't dare to just go there directly. First of all, he didn't know Ya Han's exact address; he
only knew the general location from her ID card. Moreover, he didn't want to ruin things so easily; wouldn't that destroy his
future happiness? So, Old Chen waited anxiously for Ya Han's reply.
That damned Old Chen kept giving me trouble. I can't let my parents know he exists. Ya Han knew that
even if she could lie to him, it was too risky. He had so many photos and videos as evidence
; if he exposed her, she would be the one who got hurt. Ya Han was very reluctant because it was too
risky, but Old Chen's words left her no way out. What should she do?
Ya Han's parents came out of the store and saw that Ya Han looked conflicted. Gu Fan looked at his daughter and asked,
"Xiao Han, what's wrong?"
Hearing this, Ya Han immediately smiled and said,
"Nothing, it's about a classmate at school. Are you done shopping, Dad? The men's ties at that store up ahead are nice,
let's go take a look."
She then took her father's arm and changed the subject, continuing to shop with her mother.
Old Chen was pacing around the house when he suddenly heard his phone beep with a text message. He excitedly
opened it, a smug smile spreading across his face:
"You deserve to die! But not now, I'll call you back later!"
Old Chen almost jumped for joy; he was so excited. He pursed his thick lips, chuckling, "
Looks like this little slut Ya Han likes excitement too. I'll give you what you want." Thinking about what was about to
happen at Ya Han's house, he was lost in a fantasy.
Ya Han pondered how to bring Old Chen in. They were outside now; she could pretend
to have to go back to school and then pick him up, letting him hide in her room. Hmm, that
would work, Ya Han thought, minimizing the risk when her parents weren't home.
Just as Ya Han was about to speak, her father, Gu Fan, spoke first:
"Xin Rou, I think it's about time. I'm very satisfied with shopping with you and Xiao Han today. Why don't
we head back soon? The tie fits perfectly; I'm very happy. Is there anything else you need?"
"What are you talking about? I just came out with you. If you think it's about time, then let's go back. We can
sit and chat at home before having dinner. What do you think, Xiao Han?"
Ya Han was caught off guard by this sudden turn of events and awkwardly smiled, saying,
"It's about time... I feel like it's still early... it's only 4 o'clock... not even..."
"If Xiao Han wants to shop some more, Dad will go with you."
"No... that's not what I meant... sigh... let's go back then..."
Ya Han felt very disappointed, but she still forced a smile. It was the worst possible time; her parents
had to go back now, and she couldn't come up with a reason for them to stay any longer. What was she going to do?
The three then got into the car and drove home. Ya Han's mother, Xin Rou, noticed that Ya Han was quieter than before
, looking preoccupied. She asked,
"Xiao Han, why aren't you saying anything? Is something wrong?"
"Um, nothing, it's just about a classmate. It's a bit...difficult."
Gu Fan, who was driving, looked at Ya Han through the rearview mirror and said,
"Is it something to do at school? Tell me so Dad can hear it and see if I can help."
Ya Han's expression was complicated. After taking a deep breath, she said,
"Actually, it's nothing, it's just...a classmate of mine left her documents in my rented room.
I forgot to return them to her yesterday, and she needs them urgently, so..."
"Then do you need to go back to school?"
Ya Han's mother continued to ask.
"Hmm... I'm afraid so... It's rare for Dad to come home..."
"Haha, my good daughter, it's alright, you just need to give her the documents,
right? Are you coming home for dinner?"
"Definitely, I'll be back as soon as I finish what I'm doing, very quickly."
Mom said with a little worry:
"Then there's no other way, just finish as soon as possible and come back. I think... we'll be home soon, Xiaohan, why don't you just
drive there directly, that would be faster."
"This..."
"What's wrong with that? Didn't you already get your driver's license last summer? Otherwise, it'll be troublesome for you to take public transportation by yourself
."
"Okay then... I'll listen to Mom."
Yahan seemed to have made up her mind and accepted her mother's suggestion with a smile.
Then the family returned home. After Ya Han's parents got out of the car, Ya Han got into the driver's seat. Gu Fan ,
slightly worried, reminded her,
"Be careful on the road, drive carefully, don't rush just because something's wrong."
"Okay, Dad, I'll be back soon, don't worry."
Saying this, Ya Han fastened her seatbelt and drove off under her parents' watchful eyes.
Soon, Ya Han drove back to the city center towards the school and called Old Chen:
"You stinky homeless man, are you out yet?"
"Oh, my little darling, you finally called! I couldn't wait to call you. Are you
here yet? I'm leaving now."
A lewd and disgusting voice came from the other end of the phone. Ya Han shook her head and sighed, saying:
"Just wait downstairs, I'll be there soon."
With that, Ya Han hung up the phone. Ha! She was deceiving her parents, driving
home to take the homeless man who had assaulted her, and going to such lengths to do it. Was she really
a slut now? Ya Han felt disgusted with herself again.
Soon, the car stopped near the apartment Ya Han and Old Chen rented. Ya Han got out of the car and
waited a moment before spotting Old Chen's ugly body. At the same time, Old Chen saw Ya Han and
walked over with a lewd grin.
"Oh, my darling, you've changed your clothes again. You must have dressed like this to welcome me
, haha."
Ya Han was too lazy to complain to him. She got into the car and said to Old Chen,
"Get in."
Only then did Old Chen notice the car behind Ya Han. His eyes widened and he muttered,
"My goodness, I've never ridden in a luxury car before. What's this called? Is it a BMW?"
Ya Han was a little amused. After he opened the door and got in, she instructed Old Chen,
"Fasten your seatbelt!"
"Where? I can't see it."
Ya Han shook her head, turned to the side, and helped him fasten the seatbelt. Old Chen chuckled at Ya Han,
"I didn't expect you to be able to drive, my darling. That's amazing."
"Hmph, I know a lot more than you do."
With that, Ya Han started the car and drove away when no one was looking. On the way, Ya Han
said, slightly annoyed:
"You'll just keep making things difficult for me. Let me tell you, if my parents find out, we're both finished
. Just you wait and see. Then you can forget about continuing this..."
Old Chen's eyes gleamed as he scanned Ya Han's body up and down, shaking his head as he said,
"No, no, they definitely won't find out. I know what I'm doing, don't worry..."
"Hmph, you know what you're doing... If you did... Oh... what are you doing?"
Old Chen said, reaching out his dark hand and stroking Ya Han's black-stockinged thigh without warning.
"Mmm... so comfortable, so smooth and tender..."
Ya Han gripped the steering wheel with one hand and squeezed Old Chen's invasive hand with the other, saying,
"Do you have to do this... I'm driving right now, can you just stop for a bit..."
"Hehe, look at how you're dressed, all sexy, and you have this sweet fragrance about you. I can't help but succumb
..."
Old Chen then intensified his pinching of her smooth, black-stockinged thighs,
stroking upwards to her groin.
"You...you're really terrible...we're almost at my house, what's the rush?"
"Hehe, since you're driving me to your house, I just wanted to give you a reward, to make you feel better."
Old Chen's fat, dark hand slipped inside Ya Han's burgundy shorts, his fingers pressing against the black-stockinged crotch of her thigh
, beginning a light massage.
Ya Han gripped his dark wrist with one delicate hand. The car had now reached the area near her home, a place with
few private roads except for those for residents of the villa area. Harassed by Old Chen, Ya Han could
no longer concentrate on driving. She pulled the car to a side road, off the main road, and
pulled away from Old Chen's grasp, saying,
"Let go of me! How can I drive like this?"
Seeing Ya Han's coy resistance, Old Chen became even more aroused. He reached up and
began to rub Ya Han's tender breasts through her clothes, while simultaneously kissing her beautiful profile, saying,
"My darling, I can't hold back anymore. Anyway, I can't do anything with your parents while we're at home
, so why don't we just have sex now? It'll be quick, I can't hold back any longer!"
Hearing this, Ya Han looked surprised, gripping Old Chen's dark hand and fat face, turning her head away and
saying:
"You...you filthy scoundrel! We're...outside...what if we get seen...ah...don't
touch there...why are your hands..."
Old Chen's hands roamed over her body. One black hand cupped Ya Han's delicate and pretty face, turning her to face him.
He then pressed his foul-smelling, chubby lips directly against Ya
Han's tender lips, while his other hand reached down into her shorts, rubbing her labia through her black stockings and underwear.
Then, satisfied, Old Chen released Ya Han's lips, which were covered in his disgusting saliva, and chuckled, saying,
"Look around here, there's not a soul in sight. If you drive the car here, basically no one
will see us. Come on, I'll be done soon, otherwise I'll have to hold it in until tonight, it's really too tiring."
With that, Old Chen reached down to Ya Han's genitals, unbuttoning her burgundy shorts and simultaneously pulling up
her white top, revealing her smooth, white abdomen and snow-white silk bra.
Knowing that Old Man Chen was already aroused, Ya Han knew it was useless to do anything now. Besides, the more she
struggled, the more excited he became. A captivating blush rose on her fair cheeks.
"Then hurry up... be careful not to let anyone see..."
Old Man Chen knew she had given in, and with great satisfaction, he disgustingly licked Ya Han's clean, smooth
face again.
"Ugh, don't lick... it stinks..."
Old Man Chen licked Ya Han's face haphazardly with his fat, smelly tongue while pressing his dark hands onto
Ya Han's bra, pulling it down to reveal a pair of fair, smooth breasts. He then
covered them with his filthy, dark hands and began to knead them.
Ya Han felt the pressure and kneading of his rough hands on her breasts, while a fat tongue skillfully licked all over her cheeks
, sometimes brushing against her nose and earlobe, then sucking on her lips.
"Yahan, my darling... your little face is so soft... I... can't
get enough of kissing you... your breasts are so soft... so comfortable..."
"You... you pervert... my... isn't for you... give it to me.
...Ah... where are you doing your hand again..."
Old Chen unbuckled his seatbelt, turned to his side, and pressed his chest completely against Ya Han's body. He released Ya
Han's smooth breasts with one hand, unbuttoned her shorts, and slipped his fingers inside her black pantyhose, prying open
her underwear and touching her private parts.
"Huh...is your pussy wet...it feels a little slippery to my touch...
"
Ya Han was startled and quickly said,
"You...you're talking nonsense...how could I...ah...be gentle...
don't rub..."
Before Ya Han could finish speaking, Old Chen began to caress her delicate labia. "Hmph
, it's not wet yet, I'll make you wet with my hand."
Old Chen's back was pressed against the steering wheel, completely pressing down on Ya Han as he kissed and licked her neck and chest.
Slightly out of breath, Ya Han's face glowed with a dewy sheen, her almond-shaped eyes half-closed as she accepted Old
Chen's teasing of her chest, breasts, and genitals, though her hands still symbolically pushed against Old Chen's dark
shoulders.
Then Old Chen tried to straighten up, but his head hit the roof of the car. He said to Ya Han,
"Let's get out and do it. It's too cramped in here."
"No! I won't get out… It's still daytime… We'll get caught, you filthy pervert!"
"Then what do we do? I can't even straighten up! How do we do it?"
Ya Han's eyes were somewhat dazed. She then reached for the button on the side of the seat, and her seat began to
lower, causing Ya Han to lie back.
Old Chen stared wide-eyed at the amazing seat and exclaimed to Ya Han,
"Wow, this is fucking high-tech! Quick, help me put my seat down too!"
Ya Han rolled her eyes at Old Chen, propped herself up, and helped him with the seat. Old Chen, taking advantage of the situation, continued
to fondle and knead her breasts, his fingers constantly pinching her pink, erect nipples.
After helping Old Chen with his seat, before Ya Han could even complain about his groping, Old Chen
forced her down onto her own seat, pulling down her black stockings to
expose her white panties.
He then buried his head in Ya Han's smooth, flawless belly,
licking her small, cute belly button, before pulling her panties down as well.
Ya Han tried to sit up but was pinned down by Old Chen and couldn't move. Her burgundy shorts had completely slipped
down to her black stockings. Old Chen then roughly pulled off the stockings, grabbing one of her thighs and hoisting it onto
his dark shoulder. Ya Han instinctively placed her foot, clad in a black ankle boot, on the steering wheel.
Old Chen stared lewdly at her long, slender legs in black stockings, his hands gripping the edges of the stockings as he pulled them
down. Her fair, flawless skin was revealed as the stockings were removed.
One stocking was pulled down to her calf, and then Old Chen lifted the high-heeled ankle boot from the steering wheel and pulled it
off, revealing through the black stockings the disgusting semen stains still clinging to her tender sole from that morning.
"Hehe, now you finally understand, huh? It's been so long and it's still stuck on, looks like you like it too."
Ya Han immediately retorted,
"What nonsense are you talking about! I just haven't had a chance to take care of it... so it's only now..."
Before she could finish speaking, Old Man Chen completely pulled down the black stockings along her tender little foot, revealing her
clean, white toes except for the semen stains.
Old Man Chen kissed her tender white toes with satisfaction, then put her long, slender white legs on his shoulders and bent down to start fiddling with her white panties. The crotch of the pantyhose, along with the black stockings that had been pulled down, continued to hang on 　　the upper side of
her other thigh . 　　"You...if you're going to do it...hurry up...otherwise my parents...will get suspicious...that won't be good..." 　　"Hehe, I bet you can't take it anymore and want my big cock to satisfy you." 　　Old Chen roughly ripped off Ya Han's panties, revealing her beautiful legs, still clad in short boots and black stockings, draped 　　over the ankle of her other delicate white foot, which was resting on 　　Old Chen's shoulder. Her delicate pink labia were exposed to Old Chen, and as Ya Han blushed and breathed heavily, 　　her pink labia slowly twitched. 　　Old Chen quickly released his swollen penis, held it in place, and pressed the head of his penis directly against 　　her labia. 　　"Hehe, what did you just say? You were telling me to hurry up and come in, right? Come on, say it again for me. 　　Haha." 　　The hot, thick, black glans grinding against her labia stimulated Ya Han's nerves. Then she said, 　　"I said if you're going to do it, do it quickly, as long as my parents don't suspect anything. Who...who asked you to come in 　　...ah...be gentle...not yet..." 　　Old Chen looked at Ya Han's coy expression, her delicate little mouth emitting sounds that aroused lust 　　. His already uncontrollable desire completely overwhelmed him. His dark buttocks pressed down, and the thick, black glans, along 　　with the shaft, squeezed against her tender pink labia and plunged into her honey hole. 　　Old Chen showed no mercy as he penetrated her. One hand pinched and rubbed Ya Han's beautiful breasts haphazardly, 　　while his stinking, bloated mouth sucked on her other pink nipple and licked it. His lower body began to 　　plow firmly into Ya Han's tender and beautiful body. 　　The smooth, wave-like tea leaves cascaded down Ya Han's cheeks. With each thrust of Old Chen, Ya Han showed a hint 　　of enjoyment. Her fair, jade-like legs, their stockings removed, were draped over Old Chen's shoulders and slightly stretched 　　out, her delicate feet extending directly through the side window, her underwear still dangling from her ankles, swaying back and forth. 　　Old Chen's dark back was covered in disgusting, foul-smelling sweat, and the sounds of thrusting and slapping echoed from his lower body. 　　"Your... cunt... no matter how I fuck it... it's still so tight... fucking... 　　so good... are you... enjoying it too...? Look... your 　　cunt... ... it's fucking... soaking my cock... oh..." 　　Old Chen's foul mouth released the saliva-covered breasts, and he thrust his head forcefully towards the deepest part of Ya Han's tender cunt, 　　but his head easily hit the roof of the car. 　　"No... no... you're so... rough... my... cunt... is so... swollen..."

"...You...slow down...a little slower...ah..."
Ya Han turned her face to the side, her fragrant sweat sticking to her cheek, making her look both alluring and
beautiful. Her jade lips were slightly parted, her slender, fair index finger lightly touching her lips as Old Chen thrust in and out
.
Lustful fluids seeped from their joined bodies, wetting the seat below and Ya Han's fair
thighs. The dark, moist penis continued to thrust between her two tender, pink petals.
Ya Han was already used to this thick penis entering her body. From her initial desperate resistance, she had now
memorized its general shape. Moreover, her vaginal walls, secreting lustful fluids, tightly enveloped
the penis, which brought her stimulation and tingling sensations. Ya Han no longer knew whether to hate or like it; she just hoped that everything could stay
in this moment, regardless of the consequences or her inner resistance.
Ya Han unconsciously began to sway her smooth, slender waist upwards to welcome each of Old Chen's thrusts,
hoping to gain deeper pleasure. When she realized how lewd her actions were, she shyly covered
her sweaty cheeks with her hands.
Due to the confined space, Old Chen couldn't find a more comfortable position. After a few forceful thrusts
, he heard Ya Han let out a soft moan.
Old Chen, with a twisted smile, reached out and opened the front car door, grabbing Ya Han's shoulders and pulling her
up. Before Ya Han could react, Old Chen had already left the car, pulling her out
.
Ya Han looked terrified and reluctantly tried to get back into the car.
"No... What are you doing! We agreed to do it in the car... I absolutely disagree...
"
"Come on, there's no one around here. Who the hell has the time to look in this direction when passing cars are going by? Hurry up, I
'm about to cum, don't dawdle!"
With that, Old Chen pulled Ya Han out again. Ya Han was disheveled, her top pulled up to
her chest, her bra hanging above her abdomen, her moist and glossy breasts exposed. At the same time,
the stockings on one of her beautiful legs were completely pulled off and hung on the other black stockings, revealing a smooth and slender leg.
Ya Han looked back and saw the road not far away. She quickly lowered her head and used her hands to support herself on the brown hood to get to
the front of the car, as if this position would not be easily seen by the road not far behind the car.
Old Chen came in front of her and pushed Ya Han onto the hood of the car, supporting one of her bare
legs, and then continued to insert his wet and thick penis into Ya Han's equally moist and tender hole.
Ya Han lay on the hood, desperately pressing her hand to her mouth, her eyes constantly glancing at the
road behind her. Old Chen held Ya Han's round, smooth buttocks with one hand, while the other stroked her fair,
white legs draped over his sweaty shoulder.
Ya Han's back and buttocks were pressed tightly against the hood. Since the car had just been turned off, the engine heat seeped
through the hood, making Ya Han feel slightly hot. Old Chen thrust into her with all his might, causing her
smooth, delicate, fair body to gradually turn rosy. At the same time, her saliva-covered breasts, flat,
smooth abdomen, and round, white, elastic buttocks began to secrete glistening beads of sweat, making Ya Han look
extremely alluring and sexy.
"It's so hot...it's really hot...hurry up...no...slow down...
I can't...take it...ah...so...comfortable..."
Old Chen watched as Ya Han beneath him seemed to be enjoying his penetration. Her still tight and smooth little hole
actively sucked and ground against his swollen glans with each thrust. The delicate flesh walls, mixed with vaginal fluid and sweat,
rubbed against the shaft of his penis. Under the dual stimulation of this visual beauty and physical comfort, Old Chen was nearing his
climax.
His lower body began its final sprint, and his swollen, veiny black penis began to thrust faster into Ya Han's lower body.
The moist vaginal fluid flowed through the gap onto the brown hood of the car. The sound of passing cars came from behind from time to time,
making Ya Han anxious and trembling with each thrust, yet her lubricated vaginal walls tightened even more with Old Chen's thrusts.
Then, Old Chen used his hands to lift the other beautiful leg, still clad in black stockings and ankle boots, onto his shoulders
, and began to thrust violently. Ya Han couldn't help but gasp, oblivious to the
occasional sounds of cars passing by on the road behind her.
"You...no!...faster...faster...we're going to...be discovered...ah...hum...oh...
no...too...fast..."
"You slut...that's how you...sound...oh...I'm...coming...come...to
...get...get me..."
Old Chen gripped the ankles of both beautiful legs, his lower body convulsing violently. At the same time, he
took Ya Han's bare little foot into his mouth and thrust it forward hard. With
a soft moan from Ya Han, she began to tremble and move her sweaty body, her lower body continuously receiving
Old Chen's thick semen.
As Old Chen continued his throbbing motions, the thick semen
flowed from the gap between his penis and labia, sticking to the front of the hood and continuing to flow forward, covering the BMW
logo.
Ya Han lay there, panting, until she realized they were still outside. Somewhat annoyed, she
pushed away the greasy body of the exhausted Old Chen, completely removing her tattered black stockings to clean
her genitals and the sticky fluid on the car.
"Are you satisfied now? Hurry up and get up… we're running out of time!"
Ya Han pulled out tissues from the car to wipe away the sweat and unsightly fluids, then put her high-heeled boots back on.
Old Chen stood up, stretched, pulled up his pants, and went back to the car door.
Ya Han quickly locked the front door and said to Old Chen,
"Go sit in the back if you want to get in, so you don't have to mess around again."
Old Chen grinned lewdly at Ya Han and got into the back of the car. Ya Han noticed that it was almost
5 o'clock, so she quickly started the car and continued driving home.
Satisfied, Old Chen slumped back in the back seat with his eyes closed, looking like a contented old man. The car soon arrived
at the gate of the villa area. Ya Han said to Old Chen impatiently,
"Quickly lie down on the seat and don't get up."
Old Chen opened his eyes, glanced around, and obediently pressed his face against the back seat, lying down on his side. Ya Han opened
the side window, spoke to the guard at the gate, and then the gate barrier popped up, allowing the car to enter smoothly.
Ya Han was still a little nervous. She quickly drove the car to the door of her garage, turned to Old Chen, and said
,
"Listen carefully now. Don't do anything without my permission, understand?"
"Ah, okay, okay, I'll listen to you, my darling,"
Old Chen replied casually from the back seat. Ya Han then drove the car into the private garage, turned off the engine,
and continued to say to Old Chen,
"Just stay in there and don't move around. I'll call you later when I have a chance."
After saying that, Ya Han got out of the car, calmed herself down, checked herself for any abnormalities,
then opened the other door of the garage and came into the living room, leaving the door ajar.
"Mom and Dad, I'm home."
"Oh, Xiao Han is back. It felt like you were gone for quite a while. Did you handle things well?"
Ya Han's mother said as she came downstairs.
"Yeah, I chatted with my classmates for a while, and they even invited me to stay for dinner, but I still didn't agree."
"Hey, Xiaohan, I remember you were wearing stockings when you went out, why aren't you wearing them now?"
Yahan's father, Gu Fan, said to Yahan while sitting in the living room.
"Oh, Dad, you're so annoying! I felt a little hot while shopping, so I just
took them off when I got back to school. What's so strange about asking me that?"
"Haha, my Xiaohan is actually shy. Dad was just asking."
Then, cheerful laughter came from the living room.
"Alright, alright, Xiao Gong has prepared a whole table of dishes. It's almost time for you two to eat too."
Yahan's mother, Xin Rou, said to the father and daughter.
"Okay, Xiao Gong, if you don't have anything else to do, you can go home early. We can manage on our own from now on."
Xin Rou said to Sister Gong, who was still setting out the dishes, as she entered the dining room.
"Alright then, since Sister Xinrou said so, you all enjoy your dinner. I'll head back now."
"Okay, Sister Gong, be careful on the road." "Yeah, go back, it's fine."
Ya Han greeted her father and went to the dining room. The family sat down at a table and began their dinner.
Old Chen sat in his BMW, feeling a bit bored. He thought, "Ya Han and the others should be eating by now. Damn!
I'm just sitting here hungry in this car." But Old Chen wasn't too angry. He thought about his
past days of sleeping on the streets, and being in such a nice car made him feel quite superior.
He carefully examined the various environments inside the car, reaching out to touch the soft seats. Tsk tsk, rich people are different
; the things they enjoy are beyond our imagination.
Hmph, so what? They're still for me to fuck, and I get to spend the money. I'm not the same Old Chen who only makes a month's salary anymore
. What's so great about that?" Thinking this, he lay back down, patiently waiting for Ya Han's message.
"Dad, you booked a flight for tomorrow? When?"
"Tomorrow night's flight. I have to go back to the company after lunch, and then I probably won't have time
to come back in the afternoon. I'll go straight to the airport. I'm sorry, Xiaohan, I wish I had more time to spend with you."
Gu Fan said to his daughter with some reluctance.
"It's okay, Dad's work is important. Take care of yourself while you're away."
"Haha, of course, thank you, my daughter."
Gu Fan turned his head with a smile and saw his wife picking up her wine glass and sipping red wine, not saying much.
"What's wrong, Xinrou? You look a little unhappy..."
As he spoke, Gu Fan put his hand on Xinrou's shoulder. Xinrou put down her wine glass and twisted her shoulder:
"What are you doing? Don't touch me in front of Xiaohan."
Her voice sounded a little aggrieved and slightly angry, but Gu Fan generously hugged Xinrou and
winked at Yahan. Yahan drank her soup and smiled brightly.
"Okay, I know it's my fault, I haven't had time to spend with you much..."
After Gu Fan finished speaking, Xin Rou didn't seem like Ya Han's usual mother, but more like a shy young girl
.
"You know that's good. If it weren't for Xiao Gong keeping me company, I would have
been bored to death living alone in this big house."
After saying that, Gu Fan kissed Xin Rou's cheek and turned to look at Ya Han, saying,
"Then how about this, I'll try to get Ya Han a month off during her summer vacation, and then our
family can go on a trip, how about that?"
"Well, you said it, so don't make up any excuses to get away with it."
Xin Rou's previous unhappy expression vanished, and she said to Gu Fan in a slightly coquettish tone.
"That's for sure, it won't be long. Then our family can get together more often."
Dinner ended in a pleasant atmosphere. Ya Han helped her mother clear the dishes. Ya Han
looked at her mother with a mischievous smile. Xin Rou couldn't help but smile at Ya Han's expression:
"What are you laughing at, Xiao Han? Quickly, help me get that bowl."
"Okay, okay."
"Okay, Xiao Han, you go and rest on the sofa first. Mom can manage here by herself."
Ya Han agreed and left the kitchen for the living room. She saw that her father had already gone into the study, seemingly to handle some company matters
. Now the living room and the second floor were empty. Ya Han immediately showed a nervous expression. What should she do?
Should she take advantage of this gap? But what if her father came out again soon? Listening to
the sound of her mother washing dishes in the kitchen, she felt that she couldn't hesitate any longer. After making up her mind, she quickly sent a text message to Old Man Chen.
Soon, Old Chen replied. Ya Han tiptoed to
the door leading from the garage to the living room in her own home, glanced back at her father's study, and gently opened the door. She saw that Old Chen also had a somewhat
nervous expression.
Ya Han gestured "shh" with her hand and whispered to Old Chen,
"Did you close the car door?"
Old Chen nodded, turning his head slightly
. "Then follow behind me now, try not to make a sound, and stay in my bedroom."
After saying that, Ya Han turned around and walked ahead quickly and cautiously, like a thief. Old Chen followed
her, not daring to breathe loudly, and walked carefully with his back bent. Soon they reached the top of the stairs, and Ya Han saw
her bedroom door, which was just a few feet away. She opened it and was about to let Old Chen in when,
"Xiao Han!"
Ya Han heard her mother's voice from downstairs. Both of them, startled, froze for a moment. Old
Chen rushed into Ya Han's bedroom, and Ya Han slammed the door shut behind her. Then, pressed against the wall, she saw
her mother coming from the kitchen into the living room.
Xinrou looked up and saw her daughter's strange posture, asking in surprise,
"Xiaohan, what are you doing?"
"Ah...ah, I was just going to the bedroom...Mom, didn't you call me...?"
Realizing what was happening, Yahan relaxed and smiled at her mother.
"Hmm...Is something wrong? If not, come down and help Mom put this bag of trash in the bin outside
...I'll be done soon."
"Okay, okay...I'll come down first."
Yahan's heart was pounding uncontrollably. She tried to regain her composure, put on a normal
expression, and took the trash bag from her mother, thinking that she was almost completely finished.
Old Chen went to Yahan's bedroom and immediately crawled under the bed, barely daring to breathe.
For the first time, he realized his suggestion was going to be disastrous. He remained in this position for several minutes, and only
after confirming there was no major movement outside did Old Chen slowly breathe a sigh of relief, slowly climb out from under the bed and sit on
it, but he still dared not let his guard down.
So he sent Ya Han a text message:
"Tell me before you come in, I was almost scared to death."
Ya Han replied shortly after:
"It's all because of you, you damn homeless man!"
Old Chen finally relaxed completely and began to look around Ya Han's room. It was about
the size of the living room in Ya Han's rented apartment. He hadn't dared to look around while passing through the living room, but from Ya Han's bedroom
, he could tell how luxurious and beautiful the villa was. There were plush toys on the bed, and the exquisite
floor-to-ceiling windows made the whole room very bright. Old Chen didn't care about any of that and simply lay down on Ya Han's fragrant
bed to rest.
After a while, Old Chen gradually returned to his previous state and went to the bedroom window to look at
the beautiful garden outside. This was simply paradise! Why could these people enjoy this while
he couldn't? Even if he worked on construction sites all his life, it would probably take him several lifetimes to afford a house like this
. Damn it! God is so unfair.
Looking at the beautiful sunset, Old Chen's mind twisted with a cruel thought. "That's why God gave me
the chance to sleep with this family's beautiful daughter. Haha, isn't that fair? They
ride in such luxurious cars and live in such nice houses, while I eat other people's leftovers and wear tattered clothes
. So what I did was right. No wonder it went so smoothly. You rich people look down on me, and
your daughter is still being comfortably slept with by me, hehe."
As he thought this, Old Chen's mind drifted back to Ya Han's fairy-like face, her beautiful figure, and
her fair legs. He went to Ya Han's wardrobe, opened it, and began rummaging through her things.
Old Chen expertly pulled out the drawers, pulling out neatly arranged underwear and various kinds of panties
, along with some thick winter socks and long trousers resembling cotton pants. Old Chen even brought them to his face to smell them
. Soon, the floor was piled high with Ya Han's clothes and stockings, making a mess.
After rummaging around for a while, Old Chen found a pair of thin white stockings. They felt silky and soft to the touch,
and had a cute bow at the top.
Old Chen thought these were probably Ya Han's old stockings. He figured Meng Yao would look even
cuter and more alluring in them. So he brought them to his dirty nostrils and sniffed them, then crumpled them up and put them in his
pocket. Just as he continued rummaging, Old Chen received a text message from Ya Han:
"My parents and I are watching TV downstairs in the living room. Just stay inside and don't move.
I'll let you know when I come up!"
Hehe, Old Chen completely relaxed and continued fiddling with her clothes, a perverted idea forming in his mind
.
Old Chen picked up a pair of Ya Han pink underwear, his face flushed with excitement, and stretched out his disgusting, smelly feet
before pulling them up over his legs. He then pulled them up along the messy hair on his thighs, the underwear taut
below his waist. The front couldn't fully cover his swollen, thick, dark penis;
his large testicles bulged against the underwear, highlighting its bulge. His pubic hair grew haphazardly outside, and
the upper part of the underwear constricted the shaft of his penis, leaving the large, smelly glans exposed against his stomach.
Old Chen felt the tightness of Ya Han's panties and the stimulating sensation of the soft fabric. Then,
he took out a pair of light flesh-colored pantyhose, which also felt very smooth. Holding one
end of the pantyhose with his dark hand, he pushed his dirty, smelly foot inside. His toenails were broken and uneven. Old Chen pushed his foot
in forcefully, pulling the pantyhose up. The light flesh-colored pantyhose tightly wrapped around Old Chen's hairy,
smelly feet and dark legs.
Then, the exaggeratedly stretched pantyhose completely covered Old Chen's thick legs and groin, giving him
a very comfortable feeling of tightness against his skin. His glans, exposed from his underwear, was also covered by the pantyhose, giving him
a strange kind of stimulation.
After playing around for a while, it was completely dark. Ya Han hadn't messaged Old Chen for a long time
. Old Chen thought for a moment; Ya Han had said they were watching TV. Should he muster up the courage to open the door and peek?
Old Chen hesitated for a moment, then went to the door, grasped the doorknob, and carefully and gently pulled the door open without making
a sound.
The light from the living room ceiling shone through the crack in the door. Old Chen swallowed hard, then boldly opened
the door further, hearing the voices of Ya Han and her parents, as well as the sound of the television, coming from below.
Old Chen immediately crawled on his knees towards the glass railing. Holding his breath, he
peeked down and saw Ya Han and her parents sitting on the gray-haired man's back. Her father was in the middle
, with Ya Han and her mother on either side, smiling.
Old Chen's eyes immediately settled on Ya Han and her mother on either side of the man. Ya Han was still the
same; it was impossible to tell if she was nervous. That healing smile was always on her face. As for the
beautiful woman on the other side, it had been a while since he last glimpsed her. She was undeniably a great beauty.
Old Chen licked his plump lips, scrutinizing the beautiful woman. She
wore a light beige lace-patterned bodycon dress, over which she wore a white long-sleeved fitted short jacket.
Her hair, like before, was styled in a bun, but now draped over her shoulders. Her long, slender, white legs were obscured by stockings;
one would never guess she was a mother of a 20-year-old daughter.
Old Chen reached down and stroked his stocking-covered penis. The fluid secreted from his glans moistened
the stockings pressed against it. From the side, it resembled a large, fat, dark-skinned gorilla kneeling on the ground, except
that its genitals and thighs were bizarrely covered by light flesh-colored stockings, making it appear somewhat lighter in color.
The middle-aged man sitting in the middle is truly living the high life. He owns such a large mansion, a noble and elegant
wife, and a beautiful and lovely daughter. "Hmph, why the hell does he have such a good life while I'm
stuck living like a beggar?" he thought, his hand moving faster as he touched the stockings between his legs.
Ya Han and the others were sitting on the sofa watching TV. If they looked closely at the glass railing in front of Ya Han's room on the second floor
, they would see a dark, indistinct shape, but they didn't notice it, engrossed in a
rare family conversation.
Ya Han wasn't as relaxed and happy as her face suggested during this time. She was inwardly
tense and worried, afraid that Old Man Chen would do something to make her look as disheveled as she had that afternoon. But she
couldn't show it on her face so her parents wouldn't notice. It was already quite late when her mother, Xin Rou, suggested,
"Ya Han, do you want to take a shower? It's getting late, isn't it?"
"Uh… I'll shower last. Mom and Dad, you go ahead and shower, don't worry about me."
"Okay, you can chat with Dad for a while longer. Mom's going now."
Ya Han breathed a slight sigh of relief. She had finally gotten through it. After her parents showered, they would go back to their
bedroom, and things would be much easier.
"Xiao Han, tell Dad honestly, have you had a boyfriend at school?"
"Dad, you're just like Mom! No, not now… I'm not thinking about that."
After saying this, Ya Han's beautiful eyes avoided meeting her father's gaze.
"Hmm...that's good too. Xiaohan is the pride of our family. She definitely needs to find a
man who is completely worthy of her. These students haven't even stepped into society yet; they're unreliable."
"Dad, what are you talking about? Is it really that exaggerated?"
Old Chen watched Yahan's conversation with her father from upstairs. After a while, Yahan got up and walked upstairs.
Old Chen quickly returned to his room and gently closed the door. Then, he received a text message from Yahan saying that she had
come up.
When Yahan opened the door and saw Old Chen's bizarre attire, she almost screamed. She quickly closed the
door and went to Old Chen, only to find that her wardrobe had been completely messed up.
"What...what are you doing? How can you be so perverted? Give me my underwear...
"
"Hehe, I was so bored up there, I had no choice but to take it off and give it back to you."
Seeing the stains on Chen Laohan's stockings and underwear, with a few curly hairs stuck to them,
Ya Han glared at him disgustedly and said,
"Keep it for yourself..."
Chen Laohan sat on the bed, lewdly scratching his armpit, and said,
"So, are your parents asleep? Is everything alright?" "
What are you expecting? My parents are going to take a shower first, and then I'll go wash up. You should stay in the room for now
."
Chen Laohan seemed a little disappointed, then said to Ya Han,
"My little darling, your mother is so beautiful. She looks just like your sister. She must have been
as beautiful as you when she was young. Back in the day, women in our area would have their figures severely deformed after having children
, no matter what they were like before, and they would become old women. Your mother is a real beauty."
"What are you talking about? Do you want to make a move on my mother?"
Ya Han looked a little angry. Knowing he had gone too far, Old Man Chen lowered his head and remained silent.
Then Ya Han tidied up the wardrobe that Old Man Chen had messed up, took out a set of white camisole pajamas and underwear,
and left without saying a word, leaving Old Man Chen sitting there sullenly.
After a while, Old Chen heard Ya Han say goodnight to her parents at the door and then come in, looking somewhat relaxed
. She said, "My parents have gone back to their bedroom. I'm going to take a shower first, and then..."
Ya Han's face showed a complicated expression, and she blushed slightly. Old Chen's heart immediately fluttered,
and he continued,
"How about... I take a shower with you... You see... didn't you think I smelled bad?"
"Don't even think about it! What are you thinking, you pervert? I just got through this and you're already trying to cause trouble again?"
"Hehe, then don't fucking complain about me smelling bad later. I offered to make you more comfortable, and
you still won't accept it, so forget it!"
Old Chen said, feigning anger, his hands clasped in his pockets.
"Then... how about I shower first and then you shower?"
"Hehe, are you stupid? Let's get this over with quickly. If you shower and I shower, what if..."
"What if your parents come out and find you outside while someone's in the bathroom?"
Ya Han was unwilling to fall into Old Chen's trap again, but what he said made sense. She then
said seriously,
"Alright, fine, but it's just a shower. Don't try anything funny, or you'll be in
big trouble if you disturb Mom and Dad!"
"Hehe, of course."
Old Chen felt his scheme had succeeded. Ya Han, holding her changed pajamas and underwear, waved for Old Chen to follow
her. Old Chen, clutching the white stockings, followed.
The living room lights were off, plunging the hall into darkness, which was good for Old Chen. They tiptoed
to the bathroom. Old Chen was astonished to find what he considered a toilet surprisingly luxurious.
There was a white porcelain bathtub at the far end, large enough to accommodate two or more people. The entire bathroom was decorated in white and silver
, appearing bright and spotless.
After closing and locking the bathroom door, Ya Han went in and glanced at Old Chen. She turned around, lowered her head, and began to undress
. Old Chen walked over and hugged her soft, delicate body from behind.
Startled, Ya Han dared not scream, only struggling silently and whispering,
"What did I say? Have you forgotten again?"
"Hehe, hurry up and wash, we have important business to attend to afterward."
Ya Han's fair and flawless body was directly exposed to Old Chen's gaze, making her feel very ashamed.
After filling the bathtub with water, Old Chen's dark, dirty body unceremoniously sat down inside. Never
having enjoyed such treatment before, he couldn't help but close his eyes and savor it.
Old Chen, seeing Ya Han standing in front of the bathtub, hesitating to get in, said to her,
"What are you dawdling about? Hurry up and come in."
Hearing Old Chen's low demand, Ya Han, looking at his filthy appearance, really didn't want to bathe with him.
Old Chen then reached out a dark hand, grabbed Ya Han's delicate wrist, and pulled her forcefully. Ya Han struggled slightly,
then stretched out her long, fair legs and stepped into the bathtub, sitting down opposite Old Chen.
"Oh, you rich people really know how to enjoy yourselves. It's fucking comfortable. Let me enjoy it too."
Ya Han didn't reply, but took some exquisite bottles from the side shelf, opened them, and
dripped some fragrant liquid onto her body and into the bathtub.
Seeing Ya Han's gentle movements and the beautiful sight of her like a beautiful woman, Old Chen immediately stood up, changed his position , and
lay down in the same direction as Ya Han, reaching out his hand from the water to embrace her.
Ya Han struggled for a moment in surprise, but the sound of the water was too loud, so she stopped. Turning her head, she looked at
Old Chen shyly and said,
"You... don't do anything rash now, let's talk about it when we get back to the bedroom..."
Looking at the glistening water droplets on Ya Han's fair and tender cheeks, and his body pressed against Ya Han's
soft and smooth skin in the water, Old Chen couldn't control himself. He cupped Ya Han's face and kissed her hard on her lips
. Seeing that she wanted to refuse but didn't dare to struggle, Old Chen said breathlessly,
"I promise you, I won't fuck you here this time. Let's
take a good bath. I'll wash you, and you wash me too, okay?"
"You shameless person, you're such a grown-up, can't you wash yourself... ah!"
Ya Han cried out softly and quickly covered her mouth. Old Chen's dark hand in the water rubbed Ya Han's private parts hard
.
"You'd better think this through..."
Old Chen whispered, his stinking, fat mouth pressed against Ya Han's face.
Ya Han remained silent, head bowed, avoiding eye contact. Old Chen immediately sat very
close to her, his dark legs, still in the water, wrapped around her white buttocks. He then straightened his dark,
hairy chest. Ya Han took a white towel, moistened it in the water, and slowly began
to rub it against Old Chen's chest.
Enjoying Ya Han's ministrations, Old Chen, not to be idle, reached out and grasped Ya Han's round,
firm, white breasts, gently kneading them.
"Are you washing me like this? You're clearly taking advantage of me,"
Ya Han said, wiping Old Chen's body with the towel, her voice slightly coquettish as she complained about his actions
.
"Look at you, all white and clean, you don't need to wash at all. I'm just playing around out of boredom."
As he spoke, Old Chen dipped his other hand into the water and began to caress Ya Han's fair, white thighs.
"Hmm...it feels even better to touch your thighs in the water, so smooth, like
...what...jade."
Hearing Old Chen's nonsensical descriptions, Ya Han couldn't help but find it amusing. After wiping her chest,
which seemed a bit cleaner, she said to Old Chen,
"You're done washing up..."
Old Chen continued to stroke Ya Han's fair, tender thighs, and upon hearing this, he said "Oh," then turned
his back to her and said,
"Then help me wash my back."
Ya Han, somewhat humiliated, placed the slightly dirty white towel in the water, cleaned it slightly, and continued
to wipe his dark back.
Old Chen then put both hands into the water and grasped Ya Han's two fair, tender feet, then began to knead them.
"Oh... what are you doing... don't touch my feet, they're so itchy..."
Hearing Ya Han's soft, coquettish voice, Old Chen became even more aroused. He said,
"You're rubbing my back, so I'm just massaging your feet. What's the big deal? It's also
washing you."
Ya Han couldn't retort. She continued rubbing his dark back with the towel. This was the first time in Old Chen's life he had received
such service, and from such a beautiful campus belle in her luxurious home, providing free service.
This feeling made him feel quite elated.
Ya Han's slender white arms stretched out, holding the towel as she wiped his dark back. Her flawless breasts and skin
were covered in water droplets and fragrant sweat, radiating an intoxicating glow with the light mist.
At this moment, Old Chen turned around and sat a little further away from Ya Han, saying,
"Alright, I'm very satisfied. It seems you have a lot of potential in this area, my little darling. Now
, wash my feet. It'll be over soon."
As he spoke, Old Chen stretched a dark, hairy foot out of the water, pointing it directly at Ya Han's chest. Ya Han looked
at his dark, filthy, and water-soaked foot, angrily turning her head away and throwing the towel directly
in front of Old Chen, saying softly and angrily,
"Your feet are so dirty, go wash them yourself."
"Fuck... what the hell are you pretending to be so high and mighty for... have you forgotten that you licked my toes before?
You saw the photos, didn't you? Hurry up and wash them for me."
After saying that, Old Chen threw the towel onto Ya Han's fair chest. Seeing that Ya Han was unmoved,
Old Chen directly stretched out his stinky foot and rubbed it against Ya Han's fair and elastic breasts.
"You... what are you doing, get away... I'll wash... I'll wash, that's fine, you're disgusting, why are you
pressing your foot directly on my chest..."
Ya Han looked at the dark, dirty soles rubbing against her breasts. She used her slender fingers to pinch his
black ankle, making it leave her breasts. With her other hand, she picked up the towel and reluctantly began to wash his
toes.
"That's more like it."
Old Chen held the back of his head with both hands and rested it against the edge of the bathtub, closing his eyes and enjoying it.
Looking at the disgusting, filthy toes in front of her, and the fact that she was supposed to wash them, Ya Han felt
utterly degrading. This damned homeless man was never satisfied; she'd
punish him properly later. Ya Han used a towel to wipe Chen Lao Han's filthy toes clean one by one, revealing their
original brownish-yellow color. Black stains from the towel dripped into the bathtub.
Chen Lao Han felt the wet towel rubbing his feet and then commanded,
"Not just the toes, wipe the whole foot!" His
stinky, black feet swayed in Ya Han's hands. After Ya Han had
cleaned Chen Lao Han's feet somewhat, the towel was too dirty to use. Ya Han couldn't possibly put it in the bathtub to
wash, so she simply threw it outside.
Ya Han's face was already as red as a ripe apple. Old Chen turned around, looking at his feet with satisfaction
, extremely excited. He immediately pulled Ya Han's wet, smooth, and soft body into his arms. Ya Han gently
pushed Old Chen away.
Ya Han's eyes were filled with a shy look that made one want to rush up and humiliate her, and
she said to Old Chen with slightly rapid breathing,
"It's...not over yet, you...you haven't...washed...
washed your lower part yet?"
Ya Han stammered softly, the blush on her face becoming even more pronounced, the sound
barely audible to herself. In the water, her slender, smooth, milky-white legs were tightly closed together
, her calves spread apart.
Old Chen couldn't believe his ears. He grabbed Ya Han's soft, moist, snow-white arm and asked,
"What you said... is it true? You can wash my crotch?"
Ya Han didn't dare look at Old Chen, turning her face to the side and whispering,
"Hurry...hurry up!"
Old Chen turned around in the water, his hands on the edge of the bathtub, kneeling in the water,
presenting his fat, dirty buttocks to Ya Han.
Ya Han's heart raced uncontrollably. Thinking that it was
time to punish this shameless vagrant, she took a deep breath and placed her delicate hands directly on Old Chen's hairy buttocks.
"Oh...so good..."
Old Chen closed his eyes, feeling Ya Han cleaning his genitals, which were as filthy as his stinky feet. Her soft
, smooth little fingers slid around his buttocks, stimulating his tingling
nerves. His foul-smelling anus looked even more disgusting and filthy from the water in the bathtub,
covered in what looked like grime.
Ya Han tried to calm her churning stomach. Her delicate white hand slid down, around his
seemingly breathing anus, and gently pinched and rubbed his testicles, which were covered in pubic hair.
"Ah...wonderful...so...wonderful, baby...it feels so good..."
Ya Han was unwilling to let Old Man Chen feel so good, but she didn't dare to use too much force lest
something happen. Then, Ya Han reached out her other hand and directly plunged it into the water, using her tender white palm to cup Old Man Chen's
already hard, purplish-black glans. At the same time, she curled her five fingers around and gripped the side of the glans, squeezing it tightly.
Old Man Chen twitched, whether from pain or pleasure, it was hard to tell. The penis felt even harder in her hand
, the glans constantly grinding against her palm.
Ya Han's hand wasn't idle either; she began to grip and squeeze the hairy testicles with increasing force. Old Chen
twisted his ugly, dark body and groaned,
"Oh... baby... gentle... gentle... ah, don't be so rough..."
Seeing Old Chen completely absorbed in her delicate hand's ministrations, Ya Han felt a twisted sense of pride
. She then gripped his penis even harder, occasionally stroking the side of it
up and down, or gently rubbing the glans with her five tender white fingers.
Next, Ya Han wet one of her slender, white index fingers in the water and pressed it directly
against Old Chen's slightly open anus, rubbing it with her knuckles.
"Ah...no...not bad...so comfortable...baby...keep going
...don't stop...ah..."
Old Chen didn't even know what he was saying anymore, his buttocks constantly twisting to meet Ya Han's finger,
his penis still receiving Ya Han's constant rubbing in the water, the stimulation was so intense, he already
felt like he was going to ejaculate.
Ya Han blushed and smiled slightly mischievously, thinking to herself, "Haven't you been the one fucking me all this time? Now it's your turn."
"I'm going to fuck you!" Fighting back the nausea, she forcefully
inserted her delicate index finger, which had been pressed against his filthy anus, halfway in.
"Oh...oh...oh..."
Old Chen moaned groaningly, his eyes rolling back. Ya Han immediately whispered,
"What are you yelling about? Aren't you afraid of disturbing my parents?"
"No...not bad...too stimulating, baby..."
Old Chen's body convulsed, his thick penis in Ya Han's hand seeming to harden even more. Ya Han watched as
the tip of her index finger sank into Old Chen's filthy anus, then began
to manipulate the joints within.
Old Chen was now sweating profusely with excitement, the delicate finger wriggling inside his anus, the tingling sensation
making him unable to control himself. At the same time, his penis was being constantly stroked and rubbed in Ya Han's hand; if this
continued, he feared he would ejaculate.
"Baby... slow down... I can't take it... anymore... my... cock... ah..."
Ya Han felt a little satisfied listening to his pleading voice, but she wouldn't listen to him at all. She
continued to apply pressure, enduring the sticky and disgusting sensation of her index finger being tightly wrapped, and inserted it completely inside.
Then she began to thrust in and out.
"Oh!... I... can't take it anymore... pull it out... ah!"
Old Chen started swaying his buttocks, as if trying to pull out that tender little finger. At the same time, the tingling
sensation made his whole body tense up. It seemed that if she continued like this for a few more seconds, he would ejaculate at any moment.
Watching Old Chen convulse and sway his body, Ya Han pulled out her disgusting, filthy finger, inserted her thumb
and index finger into the outside of his anus, and then spread them up and down. She closed her eyes, took a breath, and
began to exhale forcefully into his disgusting anus.
Old Chen had reached his climax; he could no longer hold back. His penis, caressed by Ya Han's delicate hands,
began to ejaculate in spurts.
"I... ah!... coming... oh!"
He writhed exaggeratedly, his chest splashing loudly on the water's surface. His
thick semen continued to spray into the bathtub, accompanied by a loud fart. Ya Han covered
her mouth and nose with her fair, smooth arm, turning her face to the side.
Old Chen continued thrusting, surprised at how quickly he had ejaculated. He began to pant heavily , then collapsed, his
body limp, his hands gripping the edge of the tub, his buttocks submerged.
Ya Han felt she hadn't punished him enough, but Old Chen was so uncooperative.
"How was it? This time it felt like I fucked you, didn't it?"
Ya Han said, a mixture of pride and shyness in her voice. Old Chen rolled over, pressing his back against the bathtub wall.
He pulled Ya Han's long, wet, and tender white leg out of the water, and pinched her small, delicate foot, saying,
"Alright, now it's my turn to serve you, hehe."
Ya Han seemed a little surprised, twisting her leg as she said,
"Almost done... Let's go back to the bedroom after we're clean..."
"Hehe, it's not that simple. You've done such a good job for me, so I'll do it for you too..."
Before Ya Han could reply, he directly cupped one of her legs and began rubbing her tender foot with his stinky face
.
Ya Han didn't dare to exert any force, so she let Old Man Chen begin to play with her tender feet. Old Man Chen held Ya Han's tender
feet and examined them carefully. Her tender white toes were neatly arranged from largest to smallest, with the undersides of her toes tinged with
an intoxicating pink. There wasn't a single dead skin or wrinkle on them, and her nails were neatly trimmed and clean.
The blue veins on her snow-white instep were almost invisible. Touching them felt incredibly smooth and soft.
Old Man Chen very satisfiedly sucked each tender white and smooth little toe into his mouth and licked it. Through Old
Man Chen's disgusting saliva, her toes became even more crystal clear and translucent, radiating an alluring luster.
"You... haven't licked enough yet... maybe... let's go back to the room first..."
Ya Han said softly, feeling the tingling sensation coming from her little feet.
"Hehe, now comes the real show."
Old Chen reached out and picked up a soft, white cloth from the floor outside the bathtub. He pulled it open and saw it was a pair of
white stockings he had taken from Ya Han's room.
"You...where did you get this? Did you take it from my room?"
"Yes, now I'm going to make you put this on."
"I'm all wet right now, how am I supposed to put it on?"
"I'm going to make you put it on while you're all wet!"
Old Chen held Ya Han's delicate foot with his dark hand, picked up a pair of white stockings, and began to let her tender white toes
slip onto the top of the stockings. Then, Old Chen pulled the top of the stockings with both hands and
slowly slipped them onto Ya Han's slender, tender, and wet legs.
Sitting in the bathtub, Ya Han could only stretch one leg out and raise it. The white stockings clung to her fair skin, absorbing the
glistening water droplets and leaving dark stains. Old Chen pulled the stockings down to
the middle of Ya Han's thigh, and one stocking was on. The water wetting the toes made her five delicate white toes
stand out.
"Okay, put this leg down, lift the other leg,"
Old Chen commanded. He then placed the leg, adorned with a cute bow at the side of the white stocking,
directly into the water, raising the other fair, wet leg.
Old Chen also put the other leg into a white stocking, pinched the toes, pressed them to his nostrils, took a deep
breath, and then contentedly submerged it in the water.
"Hmm… it feels uncomfortable to wear stockings that are wet… it feels quite hot…"
Ya Han expressed some slight dissatisfaction, looking down at her beautiful legs in white stockings pressed against
the bottom of the bathtub.
"Hehe, now I'm going to have some fun."
Old Man Chen pulled the white-stockinged legs out of the water again. The completely wet stockings clung to Ya Han's legs, radiating
a dark sheen, a deeper color than the dry stockings, highlighting the original flesh of Ya Han's fair and tender skin.
The color, while reflecting an alluring sheen, was striking.
Old Chen opened his mouth and pressed his fat, smelly lips against the side of the white-stockinged calf, beginning to suckle. At the same
time, one hand caressed the thigh, while the other grasped and pinched the wet, tender white-stockinged foot.
Ya Han felt the strange sensations, various sensations emanating from her legs. Old Chen, with his eyes closed,
sucked and licked back and forth on the wet white-stockinged legs, sometimes fully extending his fat, smelly tongue to lick them.
It seemed like the most delicious food; the moisture secreted from the stockings was directly sucked into his
mouth through his large mouth, and then his foul-smelling saliva was stuck to the white-stockinged calf.
In this way, Old Chen changed his ways, constantly playing with the two beautiful white-stockinged legs, inserting his fingers into
the gap between the stockings and the thighs, twisting his black fingers.
As Ya Han watched him so intently playing with her beautiful legs, her own desire began to rise
, and her fair, smooth skin began to glow with a rosy hue.
Old Chen, licking Ya Han's white-stockinged feet and seeing her shy, alluring expression,
became even more intoxicating and mesmerizing. After playing with Ya Han's legs to his heart's content, Old Chen rolled over and stood in front of her, cupping her
smooth, white armpits with both hands, pressing her equally silky, moist, fair back against his hairy chest. Then,
one hand reached under Ya Han's armpit and grasped one of her tender breasts, while the other hand dipped into the water to explore Ya Han's shy, private area. At the same time, his dark legs began 　　to rub
against Ya Han's long, slender legs in white stockings . 　　Ya Han writhed, pressing herself tightly against Old Chen's burning body, feeling her 　　desire growing ever stronger. Old Chen turned his head and began licking Ya Han's delicate earlobe with his tongue. 　　"Ah! You... don't lick... it tickles..." 　　Ya Han began to pant and protest coquettishly. But Old Chen's hand had already slipped between her legs 　　and began to tease her secret petals with his fingers. 　　"So comfortable, so comfortable, my little darling, it will feel even better next time." 　　Old Chen continued to lick Ya Han's tender, sweet cheeks, wet, disgusting saliva flowing down her face, ears 　　, and fragrant neck. Ya Han felt her vision blurring, completely surrendering to Old Chen 　　's assault on her body. 　　In the water, Old Chen's hand continued to rub Ya Han's labia, while simultaneously using his thumb to part one side, 　　his index and middle fingers suddenly inserting directly into Ya Han's tender opening without any warning. 　　"Mmm... Hmph... Oh... Don't... Just... Insert it... Oh... It hurts..." 　　Ya Han let out a very intoxicating moan, while Old Chen's fat mouth took her slightly parted, tender red 　　lips into his mouth. 　　Old Chen began to thrust in and out of Ya Han's tender vulva with two fingers, while his other hand kept kneading 　　her soft, erect, delicate breasts, changing their shape with his dark hand, while also pinching her 　　already hardened pink nipples with his fingers. 　　Old Chen's chest pressed against her smooth back, feeling Ya Han's skin gradually heat up, showing a rosy 　　color, and she began to wriggle in his arms. 　　"Mmm...ah...don't...move...anymore...ha... 　　so...comfortable...no...don't...come...coming... 　　ah..." 　　Ya Han began to pant softly, her almond-shaped eyes slightly closed. Her seductive voice grew louder and louder. Old Chen's 　　fingers, thrusting in and out of Ya Han's lower body, became more vigorous. His arms began to create large ripples on the water's surface. 　　As Ya Han continued to twist her body, the sound of the water became clearer and louder. 　　Ya Han felt as if she were immersed in a warm pleasure. The desire in her body began to spread throughout her body 　　, and the constant stimulation from her lower body made her almost faint. 　　Looking at her shy and charming expression, and hearing her casual moans that were irresistible to men, Old Chen 　　felt a great sense of satisfaction as she writhed in his arms her soft, boneless, yet incredibly wet and beautiful body. Then, Ya 　　Han's alluring, jade-like skin, glistening on the water's surface, gradually became covered with a layer of enticing fragrant sweat, and her 　　soft panting grew louder. Next, Ya Han, as if intoxicated by a sensual intoxication, writhed and convulsed 　　, crying out loudly. Her rosy, wet cheeks were flushed with shy blush, and she lifted one of her white-stockinged legs, stretching it out of 　　the water, her jade-like back constantly rubbing against Old Chen's chest. 　　Old Chen knew that Ya Han had reached her climax, and his dark hand continued to caress her labia. Ya 　　Han enjoyed the intoxicating afterglow of her orgasm, resting her head on Old Chen's shoulder. 　　Suddenly, a sharp knock sounded on the bathroom door, startling Old Man Chen and Ya Han back to reality. 　　Ya Han stared nervously at the door, unsure what to do, while Old Man Chen looked equally anxious. 　　"Ya Han... you seem to have been showering for a long time, um... your dad seemed to hear you when he came out to use the bathroom 　　... It's not that Mom's mad at you, but you should keep your voice down, especially since your dad's here. 　　He seemed really embarrassed when he told me about it." 　　Ya Han's mind went blank for a moment, and she trembled as she opened her lips and whispered, 　　"Uh... uh... okay... Mom... I... I didn't..." 　　"Alright, Mom knows. Finish up quickly and go to bed early." 　　They probably thought their good daughter was masturbating while taking a bath, and Ya Han, ashamed, 　　buried half her burning face in the water. 　　Hearing the footsteps fade into the distance, Old Chen breathed a sigh of relief and said, 　　"Hehe, it's alright, thank goodness I didn't say anything." 　　Ya Han immediately rolled over and pounded Old Chen's chest with her hands, saying, 　　"It's all your fault...it's all your fault...I told you...but you wouldn't listen...see...we almost 　　got caught again." 　　Looking at Ya Han's shy, cute, and blushing expression, Old Chen revealed a lewd look and said, 　　"Hehe, okay, okay, that's all, let's go back to the bedroom now." 　　Ya Han lowered her head and walked out of the bathtub with Old Chen, draining the water and beginning to dry herself 　　. When Ya Han tried to take off her white stockings, Old Chen stopped her:

"I like you dressed like this, don't take it off."
"But it's wet."
"Just wipe it with a cloth, I said you can't take it off, and that's final!"
Ya Han looked helpless. After changing into a white spaghetti strap nightgown, she and Old Man Chen turned off the bathroom light
and tiptoed towards the bedroom. Old Man Chen followed Ya Han, his back close to hers. He watched as Ya
Han's soft white nightgown and stockings shone with a pale blue light in the moonlight streaming into the living room, looking
so beautiful.
They entered the bedroom silently. Before Ya Han could even breathe a sigh of relief after gently closing the door,
Old Man Chen pulled her into his arms and pushed her onto the bed. He grabbed his erect penis, stretched out his legs, and sat
on the bed, thrusting it into Ya Han's wet, tender vagina.
Ya Han knelt in Old Chen's lap, her breasts pressed tightly against his chest through her pajamas,
her beautiful legs and feet in long white stockings pressed against the sheets. His penis thrust deeply into her already thirsty, tender
vagina.
Old Chen held Ya Han's back with both hands, vigorously twisting his hips, thrusting solidly into her wet
lower body. At the same time, Ya Han placed her hands on Old Chen's shoulders, one hand covering her mouth to
avoid a repeat of what happened in the bathroom.
The moonlight illuminated their intertwined bodies. Old Chen, dark-skinned, held her tightly, thrusting vigorously
. Ya Han swayed her body up and down with his thrusts. Old Chen grasped the back of Ya Han's head and
continued to lick and suck her mouth and cheeks with his tongue. Ya Han struggled slightly but
then let him kiss her.
In the master bedroom on the first floor of the villa, a sliver of light shone through the crack in the door. Gu Fan, naked,
was pressing down on Xin Rou, making piston-like movements. Beads of sweat covered his body. Xin Rou lay
beneath him, her eyes alluringly fixed on Gu Fan, moaning softly.
"What, did hearing our daughter's moans arouse you even more? You're such a pervert,"
Gu Fan said, his face flushed.
"What are you talking about... She's my daughter. Don't joke about her. It's not funny."
"Okay, but you seem to be working even harder now, oh... so good..."
Gu Fan continued, thrusting his hips downwards.
"Xiao Rou, we haven't been together for a while now. Do you... think about me every day? I
think about you every night before I go to sleep..."
He then gently kissed Xin Rou's alluring red lips.
"Husband...I...miss you even more than you...You're so mean...I've been waiting for
you to come back every day...Yahan isn't home either...I..."
"I'm sorry...my little Rou...I know I've wronged you..."
Then Gu Fan, seemingly exhausted, thrust a few times hard, panting heavily, and collapsed onto Xin Rou
, her buttocks still in the thrusting position. She watched as her husband, who seemed to have used every trick in the book to satisfy her today
, was completely worn out.
Xinrou gently kissed Gu Fan and said,
"Okay, honey, go to sleep. I know you're tired too."
"Thank you, Xiaorou. Seeing Xiaohan grow up to be such a sensible, cute, and beautiful girl, I'm so proud
of her. No ordinary man will be good enough for our Xiaohan in the future. It's all thanks to you, Xiaorou."
"Hmm...alright, it's getting late. You have to get up early tomorrow. Go to sleep."
Xinrou gently comforted Gu Fan, who lay down on his side and gradually fell asleep. Xinrou, thinking of her
lovely daughter, closed her eyes contentedly. They had no idea that at this very moment, their daughter
was being wantonly raped by a filthy and ugly homeless man in their bedroom.
"Hmm...you...slower...too deep...oh..."
Yahan murmured softly through her covered hands, her body trembling. Both of them were already drenched in sweat,
their lower bodies making wet, sticky sounds from the constant thrusting.
"Come on, baby, let's try a different position."
Old Chen released his sweat-drenched body, and the outline of Ya Han's breasts was visible through her damp, thin nightgown
. Old Chen made Ya Han kneel on the bed, and he, holding his thick, dark penis, grasped her tender, wet buttocks and
thrust it into her already slippery vagina once more.
Ya Han supported herself on the sheet with one hand, while the other hand covered her private parts, which she was moaning softly with her nose and mouth, welcoming
Old Chen's thrusts once more.
This time, Old Chen thrust into Ya Han's delicate lower body at an extremely fast speed, his hairy genitals slapping
against her round, tender buttocks. Ya Han's soft, boneless body tensed up again, as if another
climax was about to arrive.
Old Chen, his face covered in sweat, throbbed as he used his fingers to tease Ya Han's small, tender anus. Then he reached
into his pocket and pulled out a vibrator. With a lewd grin,
he rubbed the vibrator against his genitals, making them wet, before slowly inserting it into Ya Han's anus
.
As Ya Han felt the pleasure of Old Chen's hot, hard penis entering her body
, she felt something teasing her anus. Then, the lubricated, wet, ball-shaped object was
inserted into her anus. Just as Ya Han was about to ask what it was, Old Chen turned on the vibrator
.
"Oh... ah... what is this... ah... no... it's coming... no..."
As the vibrator penetrated deeper into Ya Han's anus, the intense vibrations, combined with Old Chen's rapid thrusting, caused Ya Han
to drool, and her convulsing body reached orgasm.
Old Chen felt the intense pleasure from the contractions of Ya Han's moist, tender vaginal walls as he thrust into her.
The delicate, boneless Ya Han collapsed onto the bed, convulsing weakly, letting out soft, panting breaths.
Old Chen continued thrusting. Ya Han's beautiful legs, encased in white stockings that hadn't dried yet,
now shone even brighter in the moonlight, mixed with the sweat from her skin.
Then, Old Chen picked up Ya Han and helped her stand up slightly. He opened the bedroom door and
carried her outside.
Slightly more awake, Ya Han panicked at Old Chen's actions
, struggling against his aroused face.
However, she no longer had the strength to resist. Once outside, he slammed her
against the wall, lifting one of her white-stockinged legs and thrusting into her again. Ya Han covered her mouth and whispered
,
"You...what are you doing...no...don't do it outside...are you crazy...ah...be gentle
..."
"Don't worry, your parents are probably asleep...let me tour your house."
Old Chen then vigorously lifted Ya Han's long, slender legs and pressed them against the wall, thrusting and moving simultaneously
. Unable to resist, Ya Han could only try to remain silent, her white-stockinged legs and toes
swaying gracefully in the air.
Reaching the stairs, Old Chen scooped up Ya Han and quickly walked down barefoot. He then
tossed her onto the large sofa where his family had previously watched TV, and pounced on her, continuing his assault.
"You… ouch… be gentle… don't be so rough… I… don't… If
… my parents… come… again… it’ll…
be… trouble…"
Old Chen impatiently silenced Ya Han's complaining mouth, thrusting his hips hard
into her. Her mouth opened wide, accepting his wanton licking and sucking.
The vibrating egg continued to vibrate inside Ya Han's anus, seemingly sinking deeper with her anal contractions
. Having just climaxed, Ya Han began to feel again under the stimulating vibrations and Old Chen's thrusting, but
she was completely powerless, forced to endure Old Chen's humiliation.
"This body is fucking amazing, I can never get enough of it, little darling, isn't it great? If I hadn't come,
you'd be lonely tonight, so hurry up and thank me."
"Mmm...yes...it's really great...I'm going to...be...killed...by you
......you...pull that thing out..."
"If I pull it out, it won't feel good anymore, watch me keep fucking your cunt!"
Old Chen continued to convulse, his hands weak and unable to cover his mouth, soft moans
and coquettish cries echoing in the hall.
"Mmm...you...slower...yes...like this...it feels good...mmm...or...a little
...faster...keep going..."
Ya Han weakly responded to Old Chen's thrusts, and even though she wasn't delirious, she began to utter
lewd words she would never normally say.
Just then, the sound of the bedroom door opening came from the master bedroom. Old Man Chen and Ya Han both turned their heads and saw
a figure emerge. Old Man Chen immediately grabbed Ya Han, turned their backs to the figure
, and fell to the floor beside the sofa. They both lay sideways, hugging Ya Han's back and arching their bodies, remaining motionless.
Ya Han's heart pounded in her throat again, feeling the rapid thumping of Old Man Chen's heart against her back
. The vibrating egg in her anus was still vibrating, making it very
uncomfortable for her to remain in that position. Old Man Chen's penis was still inside Ya Han's tender vagina. She heard the sound of slippers approaching,
then passing into the bathroom on the other side, where a light shone. Ya Han glanced over and saw it was her father
getting up to use the toilet.
After hearing the bathroom door close, Old Chen continued to slowly thrust into Ya Han
, his body turned to the side, while holding her back. Ya Han immediately turned her head and glared angrily at Old Chen, shaking her head slightly, indicating that she shouldn't move
. But Old Chen grinned lewdly and whispered in Ya Han's ear,
"Don't be afraid... I'll fuck you gently, there won't be any noise."
This damned homeless man loved moments like this. The sound of water came from the bathroom, and his penis continued
to thrust in and out, the vibrations in her anus causing Ya Han to writhe her body like a water snake.
Then the bathroom light went out again, and the sound of slippers could be heard. Old Chen felt extremely aroused and didn't stop
thrusting into Ya Han's lower body. The thought of himself and her father fucking his daughter at such close range
was incredibly pleasurable.
Ya Han forced herself not to move, and only after there was no more noise from the bedroom did she begin to
writhe her body in response to Old Chen.
Still somewhat frightened, Old Chen picked up Ya Han again and hurriedly carried her upstairs to
her bedroom while still fucking her. He threw her onto the bed, and, already on the verge of ejaculation, pulled out
his penis, wet with semen and fluids, and, holding Ya Han's buttocks, thrust it directly into her anus. Ya Han, startled, covered her
mouth with both hands and let out a muffled moan.
The vibrating sensation of the vibrating egg reached his glans, and Old Chen began his final thrusts. Ya Han, in pain and tears streaming down her face, kept
shaking her face, resisting Old Chen's invasion of her anus:
"It hurts!... You... you're not human... pull it out... ah... it hurts!"
"Almost there... I'm coming, behave yourself."
Old Chen held down Ya Han's shoulders, and his thick, dark penis thrust forcefully into her anus. As Ya
Han felt intense pain, Old Chen felt her anus contracting violently, and his glans, stimulated by the vibrating egg,
had reached its limit.
Ya Han felt a tearing pain in her anus, yet the vibrating egg inside
brought a tingling pleasure. This sensation, like being in both hell and heaven, had rendered her mind incapable of
reasoning. She could only passively accept Old Man Chen's brutal humiliation, while her heart seemed to have already accepted
the pleasure brought by this brutal rape.
Old Man Chen pounced on Ya Han, his penis thrusting forcefully into the deepest part of her anus. Then, his lower body convulsed,
and he began to ejaculate thick semen into Ya Han's anus, which was stretched wide by his thick, dark penis.
At the same time, amidst the pain and tingling sensation, Ya Han reached another climax, her wet and tender vagina beginning to...
A continuous flow of liquid soaked the already disheveled sheets. Her hands gripped the sheets tightly, her toes
clenched together, and her anus received streams of thick, hot fluid.
Thick, sticky semen flowed down from Old Man Chen's penis and through the crevice of Ya Han's anus, sticking to
Ya Han's wet and slippery labia.
Old Chen pulled out his penis, simultaneously pulling out the vibrating egg by the string and tossing it aside.
He wiped it on Ya Han's buttocks and lay down next to her. Ya Han rolled over, still immersed in the
afterglow of her orgasm. Old Chen looked at her alluring and sexy face and said,
"How was it? Comfortable, right? Was my fucking technique good?"
Ya Han glanced at him weakly, the intense pleasure still lingering in her mind, but
she still said to Old Chen with a hint of annoyance,
"No way...you're always so...rough, it hurts so much..."
"Hehe, but I saw you looked really comfortable just now, so I fucked
you so fast."
Hearing Old Chen's lewd words, Ya Han turned her head away from him and said:
"I'm not talking to you anymore, I'm exhausted, go to sleep."
Ya Han was too lazy to tidy her clothes. After locking the door, she lay weakly on the bed.
Old Chen continued to lie on his side watching her. Soon, Ya Han began to fall into a soft sleep.
Old Chen sighed, thinking that today's trip hadn't been in vain. He had been fucked by his big cock in this slut's own home
, which was very satisfying. Watching Ya Han sleep motionless, he hadn't fully calmed down from his excitement
. He was still thinking about how he had taken Ya Han downstairs to the sofa where her family watched TV and fucked her hard.
Her parents would never have imagined it, haha.
Old Chen immediately thought of Ya Han's mother, that elegant and beautiful woman. It was already past midnight,
and they were probably asleep too. Old Chen suddenly felt nervous again. Should he take this opportunity to sneak over and
check on her?
Old Chen hesitated, pondering his plan. If discovered, everything would be over. But the thought of
seeing Ya Han's mother from upstairs filled him with excitement. After much deliberation, he decided
to go check it out. It was so dark; he just needed to be quiet.
So, Old Chen immediately stood up, his face flushed with excitement. He went to the door, gently opened it
, and stepped out, leaving a crack. Naked, he made his way through the darkness towards Ya Han's parents' large bedroom
.
Old Chen remembered Ya Han's father coming out of that door earlier. He nervously
approached it, seeing it ajar and hearing the sound of someone sleeping soundly inside. He barely dared to breathe, his
heart pounding.
He carefully lay down on the floor, slightly opening the door wider, and then slowly made his way forward.
He saw two people lying on a large bed.
Old Chen slightly raised his head and saw that Ya Han's father, Gu Fan, was sleeping on his side with his back to Xin Rou, while Ya Han's mother,
Xin Rou, was lying flat on her back on the other side. Old Chen continued to crawl along the edge of the bed to Xin Rou's side, and when he straightened up ,
he saw her.
At this moment, Old Chen was both very excited and very nervous. He slowly moved his head closer to Xin Rou, and even
after being in the dark for so long, he could clearly see Xin Rou's face and the light-colored lace-trimmed nightgown she was wearing.
Old Chen knelt on the ground and straightened up, his hand trembling as he reached out to Xin Rou.
Then, Old Chen touched Xin Rou's bare thigh. He
stroked the smooth, rounded skin of her thigh, inhaling the mature fragrance emanating from this beautiful woman, which made him slowly and boldly move his hand upwards.
Then, Old Chen's hand began to slip through the nightgown and into Xin Rou's lower body, feeling what appeared to be lace
fabric.
Old Chen guessed it must be underwear. He continued to gently touch it upwards, feeling
some sticky fluid on his fingers.
He pulled his hand back, pinched the sticky liquid between his fingers, and smelled it. The pungent smell of semen made
Old Chen lewdly chuckle. "Slut, she must have been fucked just now," he thought, becoming excited.
He brought his head close to Xinrou's cheek, carefully examining the beautiful woman's appearance. Her delicate
face was still as smooth as a young woman's, but there were slight wrinkles at the corners of her eyes that could only be seen upon close inspection.
Her collarbone and jade-like neck were so tender and sexy.
Old Chen swallowed, and slowly extended his tongue to her chest. Hearing Xinrou's even
breathing, he could tell she was indeed asleep, and then he gently licked it.
Old Chen, with the excitement of a thief, licked her breasts, then slowly placed a hand
on her breasts, which were covered by her nightgown. He was surprised, as he directly touched Xinrou's
nipple through the clothing.
This slut wasn't wearing a bra? Old Chen's index finger gently wiggled on her nipple, then he
aimed his fat mouth at Xinrou's sexy red lips, sipped his saliva, and dripped it onto her jade-like lips, then
spread it evenly with his finger.
Suddenly, the sound of clothes rubbing came from the bed, and then Gu Fan sat up abruptly. Startled, Old Chen
immediately pulled his head and hands back and lay face down on the floor, his head pressed to the ground, remaining motionless,
as if he had stopped breathing. Then,
the sound of Gu Fan wearing slippers was heard as he stood up again, followed by footsteps as he went to the door and left. "Fuck
you, you scared the hell out of me! Is this guy crazy? He's gotten up so many times in the night, almost giving me away!"
Old Chen thought angrily, while also regretting his decision.
He anxiously waited for Gu Fan to finish using the bathroom and return to bed. After a while, he heard
even louder breathing from the other end than Xin Rou's, realizing Gu Fan was asleep.
Old Chen nervously lifted his head again, seeing Gu Fan still asleep on his side. "I don't believe
he'll get up again," he thought, wanting to quickly satisfy himself and go home, away from this troublesome place. At the same time, he
regretted not bringing some medication.
Old Chen then gently squeezed Xinrou's breasts, boldly kneeling on the edge of the bed, and
began to rub his now-erect penis.
In the dim moonlight, Old Chen admired Xinrou's sexy body. With his other hand, he gently lifted the
hem of her nightgown, revealing her underwear. He then leaned forward, gently pressing his penis against her
slightly damp underwear, still stained with Gu Fan's semen
. Old Chen began to breathe heavily, his hand squeezing her soft breasts becoming increasingly unrestrained. This tense
and stimulating atmosphere quickly brought him to the point of ejaculation.
Then Xinrou let out a soft moan, pursed her lips, and whispered, "Husband...
don't... do it anymore... go to sleep early..."
Her voice was so soft that it was enough to make Old Chen completely stop. Once Xinrou's breathing returned to normal
, Old Chen quickly stroked his penis against her wet vulva, which was covered by her underwear. A tingling
sensation ran down his spine as he began to ejaculate in spurts.
Old Chen panted, trying to keep quiet. The thick semen emitted a foul odor in the air
. After the climax subsided, Old Chen withdrew his penis, used his fingers to
evenly spread the clumps of semen onto his underwear, mixing some with Gu Fan's semen to soak the underwear and
stain Xinrou's labia. Then, Old Chen pulled his nightgown down again.
After resting for a while, Old Chen looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction, then tiptoed out of the
room.
Back in Ya Han's bedroom, Old Chen locked the door behind her, just like Ya Han had. He quickly lay down beside her, his
heart still pounding with excitement, but it was undeniably thrilling. He thought how
wonderful it would be if he could actually have sex with this beautiful woman someday. "Hmph, that stupid father," he thought, "I've fucked his own daughter.
One day I'll make sure his wife falls into my hands too. Who the hell made you so enviable? So
rich, with such a beautiful wife and daughter, and living in such a nice place!"
Thinking of his bright future, Old Chen turned to his side, embracing Ya Han contentedly, placing his legs on her delicate
thighs, and closed his eyes comfortably to sleep.
It was late at night, and the luxurious villa area was completely dark. However, in a remote,
secluded public park, a lewd and obscene scene was unfolding.
In the pitch-black park, the faint moonlight illuminated a park bench where
a shapely girl lay, her hands bound above her head. A thin, dark-skinned man sat on her
chest, thrusting his penis into
her mouth, pinching her head and grinding his hips against her soft breasts. Her white t-shirt was pulled up to her chest,
revealing her slender, white waist.
Behind her, a lecherous man carried one of the girl's long, beautiful legs
, licking her calf. A dried semen stain could be seen on the inside of her thigh. A large belly and lower abdomen
were pressed tightly against the girl's lower body, making lewd, wet sounds. Her fair legs were clad in
a short white sock with a cartoon pattern, though the sock was now stained with dried semen,
and the sole was darkened with grime. A white sneaker with light blue three stripes and a clover design lay not far from the bench.
The girl's other leg was stretched across the ground, still wearing the clover shoe. A lewd man
knelt on the ground, his hands caressing the slightly sweaty, damp leg, his head
licking her thigh. He knelt with his own legs clamping her calves, his penis
thrusting forward against her calves, his buttocks almost touching the girl's shoe.
A pair of women's denim shorts lay nearby where the girl's shoe had been.
Then, the lewd man wrapped his arms around the
girl's leg, curling it up, and inserted his penis into the crook of her thigh and calf. He then pulled her ankle towards him.
She began to moan and groan, and
streams of warm, beige fluid seeped from the gap between her thigh and calf.
Next, the thin, dark-skinned man, who was thrusting into the girl's mouth, whimpered a few times, violently thrusting his
hips into her mouth. The girl coughed in pain, and then he withdrew his penis, bringing with it a large amount of disgusting,
sticky fluid. At the same time, the girl began to cough violently and sob.
The fat, worm-like man licked the girl's legs, which were
wrapped around him, and began to thrust violently, hurling vulgar curses as he did so. He then pounced on the girl, thrusting into her as if
trying to suffocate her. Her slightly damp, glistening legs slid
down and rested on the armrest of the bench. And so, the fat, lecherous man lay on
top of the girl, slowly savoring the afterglow of his ejaculation. The already quiet place
fell completely silent.
[To be continued]

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