[The Passive Wife's Passive Practice: A Pseudo-Continuation] Futa's Unspoken Rules

Author: Pirate King
First Published: Forum
Date: 2017.12.27
Word Count: 10155
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The bright moon hung high, the starry sky was clear, and the cicadas' chirping made the silence even more profound. Suddenly, a silver arc of sword light flashed across the moonlight and landed on a
green tree. The man, along with the beautiful woman behind him, seemed exhausted. Amidst the purple sword light that followed
, a woman in white stood gracefully. Seeing that the man was no longer fleeing, she slightly withdrew her protective sword light, revealing a pair of beautiful faces in the purple glow
. The woman's eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and her beautiful eyes held a mixture of resentment and anger. "You betrayed me first, and now you're doomed
unless you kill this vixen and come back with me to accept the righteous path's punishment. I can then plead with my master for leniency."
The man pulled the woman in red (skirt number) behind him to his side. The woman in red glared angrily at
the woman in white who was chasing after them, but dared not speak out due to the difference in strength.
"Wan Yin, let Sister Lin go, and I'll let you decide my life or death." He thought that saying "my life or death is up to you" would
appease the woman in white, but the man's intention to die for another woman only made the woman in white even angrier. The woman
, her anger turning to sorrow, shed tears that slightly moistened her bright eyes. "Why? She's just a vixen despised by the righteous path
, her suffering endless, Ah Kun!"
"It's not what you think. I can't beat you... and you won't listen..."
"So what if she's a vixen? Haven't you self-proclaimed righteous people killed countless people?
Does Brother Kun have Rong Wanyin's name written on his body? Why should I spend my whole life guarding this thousand-year-old virgin?"
The red-clad woman's words, "thousand-year-old virgin," made the white-clad woman blush deeply. Before the man could
finish explaining, a sword light surged forth, its dazzling brilliance dimming the moonlight. The sword light was like the midday sun, exceptionally blinding. The demons
and monsters in the forest instantly turned to dust upon contact with its light, and the birds and beasts scattered and fled. The man, stung by the sword light, couldn't open his eyes, channeling his true energy
and drawing his sword, fully guarding against the two.
"I saw it with my own eyes, what explanation do you have... (235814840) Seeing that all living beings around
had been dispersed, the woman in white formed hand seals, and her golden sword was drawn and rushed forward. Wherever it swept, time seemed to stand still, and
dimensional space was forcibly cleaved open. The woman in white was determined to kill the red-clad beauty behind the man. That sword
was specifically designed to counter the demonic sect's techniques. The red-clad woman was locked in by the sword intent and could not exert any strength. "Die, you witch!"
The hatred of stealing her husband, the struggle between good and evil, and the strong killing intent enveloped the red-clad woman. "Buzz buzz" A silver-white sword blocked
the golden sword and struck with all its might. The man vomited blood. The woman in white's eyes flashed with determination, and she snorted coldly, "A mantis trying to stop a chariot."
The golden sword swirled, and the silver sword immediately emitted a buzzing mournful sound. The man (skirt number) vomited again.
Although the man was vomiting blood, he was not an ordinary person. Although the difference in strength was huge. Taking advantage of the moment, the man
spat out his vomited blood onto the silver sword, instantly causing it to gleam brightly, creating a seemingly evenly matched attack
. Seeing the white-clad woman's sword intent disrupted, the man turned to the red-haired beauty and shouted, "Go first! She won't kill me. Trust
me, I can get rid of her!" He then turned back to focus on controlling his sword, parrying the golden sword's fierce attacks. If he held back now,
it was uncertain whether either of them could escape unscathed. Thinking this through, the man mustered his remaining true energy, controlling the sword with one hand
while forming a hand seal with the other. This powerful dual-wielding ability—controlling the sword with one hand and forming a seal with the other—was unparalleled in both the righteous and evil paths.
The woman in white, watching the fiery lightning bolts conjured from her hand seals hurtle towards her, sneered, "I'll cut off your hand, let's see how you
form hand seals then!" Seeing the red-clad witch about to escape, she channeled 800 years of cultivation, forcefully cleaving the silver sword in
two. Just as she was about to split the incoming lightning in two, she discovered that the sword hadn't been broken, but had self-destructed.
The powerful aftershocks of the explosion forced the white-clad woman, resembling a celestial maiden, to activate her protective magic and retreat from the battle. She used her
divine eyes to see the man within the intense blast radius suddenly disappear before feeling relieved, muttering, "How did he do that?"
The man discarded his sword, shaking off the white-clad woman and chasing after the red-clad woman. He glanced back at the white-clad woman who had retreated outside the battle circle
, activated his Divine Speed Technique (skirt number), and traveled for less than half an incense stick's time before hearing a cry of alarm from the forest—it was the red-clad woman
's voice.
"Impossible! I've already held her off! Could she have accomplices?" He immediately rushed over.
What he saw before him brought tears to his eyes.
The cold, golden sword pierced through the slender, beautiful back of the woman in red (235814840).
Time seemed to freeze for a moment. The woman in red, her lips bleeding, smiled faintly at the man. Her blood-stained jade
lips trembled slightly, as if bidding a final farewell, but no sound came out. Sorrowful tears streamed
down her cheeks, and another mouthful of blood gushed forth.
The white-clad woman who followed behind, and the white-clad woman wielding the sword, made the man realize that this woman
could already manifest in multiple forms. When was the spell cast? In that instant of intense sword light? (Skirt number)
"Rong Wanyin, I'm going to kill you..."
"
Kill me? Give me back your Mei Ning? What kind of daydream is this bastard having?" Wanyin woke up especially early today.
Her bright red, tailored suit made her look slimmer, and the white lining accentuated her alluring breasts, highlighting her fair and smooth swan
neck and making her even more elegant. Her long legs in a black skirt made her exceptionally beautiful and charming. While changing her skirt, she heard
A-Kun talking in his sleep, which sounded more and more like a martial arts story. The content became increasingly infuriating, from Mei Ning to herself becoming a thousand-
year-old virgin, and then the plot was that the mistress had taken over, and she, the first wife, no longer wanted him. Finally, he said,
"Rong Wanyin, I'm going to kill you." She was so angry that she really wanted to go over and slap him a few times. Looking at A-Kun's handsome mouth as he slept
, she suddenly remembered the pair of 15cm heels in her wardrobe, the red high heels she had prepared for SM.
In my sleep, I suddenly felt a golden sword pierce my mouth, then something hard and cold pressed against my face. I
opened my eyes and saw a beautiful, white, fleshy face, something black against my face, and something stuck in my mouth. Gradually
, I saw Wan Yin stepping on my face with her beautiful legs and high heels. The foreign brand labels on the shoes were still
on. The goddess stood on one leg under the bed, her red suit sleeves rolled up to her elbows, revealing her fair arm. One hand was on her hip,
and the other was covering her crotch (skirt size) (she was touching herself, Ah Kun didn't see clearly), preventing one leg from stepping on my face and causing injury.
Her clothes were exposed. A 15cm heel was stuck in my mouth. Through my hazy vision, I clearly saw this extremely
humiliating posture and position. I began to realize that this woman had no intention of being a lady. Her sword-like eyebrows furrowed slightly, and
her hazy phoenix eyes turned into ghostly eyes. Wan Yin understood clearly that this man was angry, and she felt uneasy.
I grabbed her extremely sexy high heel. Seeing that things were not going well, Wan Yin made a quick escape, abandoning the shoe and
running towards the balcony with her bare legs in stockings. (235814840) Isn't it outside the living room? Why is she going to
the balcony? I got up and chased after her, wanting to catch her and then humiliate her as well. Seeing me chasing after her, she ran to the balcony
, but it was too late. She pulled back the curtains and opened the window, shouting at the elderly people doing their morning exercise, "Help!
Domestic violence! Waaah..." Hearing this, I grabbed her soft, boneless shoulder with one hand, pulling
her body back from the window, and covered her mouth with the other. "Haha, no, I won't do it again... haha... ah...
waaah... be gentle, I won't shout anymore... ah..." She stubbornly refused to pull herself back, her buttocks sticking out as she
leaned outwards, ready to shout again. I slapped her sexy, delicate buttocks hard. A sharp slap
echoed as the soft, firm buttocks bounced against my slender legs, making me realize I might have used a bit too much force. The goddess's slightly yellow, curly
hair suddenly stopped swaying, and she stopped trying to hide. Then she turned around, her pear-blossom eyes filled with tears,
looking like she was about to cry? No way! I was just kidding. Even though I used a little force, it couldn't be that bad. Wan Yin
turned slightly, her red lips parted slightly, her bright eyes alluring. Looking at the man's mouth, her rapid breathing
puzzled me. Had that aroused her?
She kissed me, and the instant our tongues met, I felt female hormones flooding my brain.
Her nails, painted with a shimmering (skirt size) tint, gripped my buttocks, squeezing hard.
Her fair arms, with their red sleeves rolled up, slid down my back, her nails digging into my flesh, leaving long red marks. I felt a slight
sting. I pulled down my underwear, my penis pressing against the black skirt beneath her silk-stockinged legs. I thrust my hips forward, pressing against the
purple lace thong beneath the skirt. The woman seemed to suddenly realize something, making a few soft moans. Wan Yin pulled away from me.
"Are you going to say something?"
"Say something?" I feigned ignorance, pressing against Wan Yin's soft petals, seeing how long she could hold out.
"Oh...then...then don't touch me." I forced back my soaked petals, determined not to give in, or
he'd truly look down on me. In his eyes, I'd become a promiscuous woman. My own man hadn't
apologized for the hurt caused by questioning my infidelity. He even apologized for the reason I became like this, so why
hadn't he ever said sorry for this? Was he testing me? Or did he have other outlets for his frustrations?
I originally wanted to say, "You kissed me first," but then I thought that would be too hurtful. Seeing that I didn't speak, Wan Yin pushed
me away, revealing my naked body. She glanced at my enormous penis, lifted one leg, bent her waist, and pulled down her panties, throwing them to me,
probably intending to let me masturbate.
"Go find your Sister Lin, how could I dare kill her?" Then she pushed me away again. "Really?" My reply
was rather foolish, though unintentional. I just hadn't expected Wan Yin to think that my dream about Mei Ning was
unusual.
She glared at me through gritted teeth. "Did you go out to see your Sister Lin while you were throwing a tantrum?" It was that same
arrogant, interrogative tone again.
I simply said "No" (235814840). In the past, excessive explanations might
have shown that I cared, but now, with Wan Yin's self-centeredness, they were worthless, like the phrase "
casually throwing away trash"—utterly worthless. I don't know if what I think is true, but at least
that's what I believe today.
Wan Yin didn't say anything, just changed her underwear and left. She was clearly unhappy. I didn't care why!
After she left, it took me a long time to understand what "killing her" meant—it was just a strange dream.
...
At the reception desk of Yuxiang International, "Fishnet stockings and black stockings? You look really sexy today. Did you meet your boyfriend?" The receptionists
arrive an hour earlier than other departments, and two uniformed girls were gossiping idly in the morning. "That's sexy?
You didn't see what President Rong was dressed like those days. I even learned from President Rong."
"The days when you were going to and from work with that white-haired old man (skirt number)?"
"You saw it too? Those days the elevator was under maintenance, and I was climbing upstairs to deliver documents. President Rong and that old man
were coming out of the private elevator. They almost saw me. That old man had his arm around President Rong's waist. That outfit, those spiral-patterned
black stockings, long legs, red lips, and a bright red chest. His hair was even permed. In the end, he gave her a princess carry, kissing her all the way into the office
. I even saw President Rong touching his crotch the whole time. I was so scared that I climbed back upstairs."
"That's nothing. It was the day of elevator maintenance when I forgot to clock out after work. At that time, there was almost
no one in the company except for the security guard. When I went back to the front desk to clock out, and then went back to the parking lot, I saw that old man with
President Rong coming out of the private elevator. President Rong's breast was half exposed to the air, and the old man was pinching her nipple. President Rong was also adjusting
her skirt, and there was liquid on her legs. Not long after they got into the car, President Rong's car started shaking." (Skirt number)
"Wow, you're not bragging, are you? What was he wearing?"
"You're the one bragging. When you brag, you brag about yourself. Why would you brag about President Rong? That day, President Rong was wearing black fishnet stockings, extremely sexy
, completely different from her usual cold and aloof queen-like appearance. She was also wearing a see-through top, and her top was mink. That old
man's wicked hands were grabbing President Rong's crotch. Because of the angle, you couldn't see what he was holding. You could also faintly hear moaning from inside the car
."
"That makes sense. The president's office has a new wardrobe since the old man came, and the clothes are always different.
They're probably having an office romance."
"Didn't President Rong get married? The contracts were signed so quickly; her husband must have been cheating on her quite a bit."
"Rumor has it she has a boyfriend, and apparently a husband too. Apparently, someone came last time. I asked Chai Shang, and he said it was his brother
. But that makes sense; beauties are usually paired with beasts. It's always handsome men and beautiful women together. How are we supposed to survive?
" "Hmm... what are you talking about?" Wu Yue coughed lightly behind her, startling the two young girls at the front desk
.
Almost the entire company was empty at this hour; no one expected Wu Yue to arrive so early, especially as the president's assistant secretary. "You..."
" Why are you here so...so early?"
"Did you catch me red-handed?" Wu Yue laughed. "Check my attendance record and I'll tell you."
"You overheard us all. If you report us, we're finished!"
"Don't worry, I'm not that bad." Wu Yue smiled at the two young girls at the front desk. "Whose
record do you want to check?"
"Let me ask. You (group number) open the interface first."
...
"Check Qin Xue's. Just check her afternoon entry and exit records." I ate my steamed bun, drank my soy milk, and touched
the burning sensation Wan Yin had left on my back.
"Didn't go out this afternoon? Hmm, I understand. Check all the records this month," I thought for a moment and then changed my mind.
"Then I'll print it out for you."
"Don't forget to clear the printing records, don't let Wan Yin know."
"I'll teach you how to clear them."
"I'm having breakfast. Sure, I'll treat you to lunch. I'm on annual leave these two days, I have plenty of time." I picked up
my phone and dialed Chen Yifeng's number. "Your wife didn't go out?" "
Okay, okay, I was wrong, your girlfriend. Print out the transaction contract too? You wish! By the way, why
should I help you? You know that's a crime."
"Go check that man surnamed Rong? There are no men with the surname Rong in their company, but there are women with the surname Rong."
"Would your wife be interested in a security guard type? Checking even security guards? The names 'security guard' and 'Wan Yin' wouldn't appear
in the same office or setting."
"How do I know? (235814840) This isn't your business, brother. You'll thank me at lunch? I
have an appointment with a lady, let's do it another day."
...
"Wait, you're just leaving like this? You have to promise us you won't tell anyone."
"Okay, I promise I won't tell anyone, is that alright?" Wu Yue said helplessly. "I'm still not at ease," a
receptionist said. Wu Yue thought for a moment and smiled, "I saw some things too. That day, President Rong was wearing 15cm
high heels, a miniskirt, and fake thigh-high stockings in his office. I knew there was something going on, so I didn't leave. A little while later, I heard President Rong
moaning and saying, 'Open your mouth, I'll pee in your mouth.' Later, he even called a few male models and did some very explicit things
. Can I leave now?" Wu Yue was a little impatient. "I know, it was that day. President Rong personally called the front
desk and told them to come in. So that's what happened."
"Your gossipy nature will get you into serious trouble. You'd better watch yourself," Wu Yue shook her head.
...
Chen Yifeng hung up Ah Kun's phone and watched from the window as Qin Xue, dressed flamboyantly, got into two red SUVs
. Qin Xue was wearing a white mini-dress she had never worn before, with black stockings and sexy
high heels, a purple bow on her plump breasts, and a thin red belt that
divided her tall and sexy beauty into two parts. Her expression as she got into the car was particularly enthusiastic and charming, which made Chen Yifeng particularly angry. "
You sent me a text message (dress number) first thing this morning, (235814840). Has your husband apologized again?" Qin Xue glanced at
Wan Yin's white breasts under her red suit, then looked at her legs in stockings and a suspender dress. "What do you think?
Is it more comfortable for you to wear today?" Wan Yin glanced at Qin Xue charmingly while driving. "I'm very comfortable. Is it more comfortable for you
? Are you wearing underwear under your skirt?" Qin Xue was also surprised that she had said such a bold thing.
"Feel it," Wan Yin said as she drove, tossing her long, slightly wavy, light yellow hair and smiling at Qin Xue. She then glanced at
the deep crotch between Wan Yin's black-stockinged legs, the white skirt and black-stockinged legs exuding an exceptionally sexy aura. "You have such a lecherous
look, Wan Yin," Qin Xue said, gently placing her fair hands on Wan Yin's fleshy legs and stroking them back and forth.
"I don't need to see Ah Kun anymore."
"Didn't you say you weren't a lesbian?"
"The sense of touch is the same, I can't help it, my own man doesn't understand me." After listening, Qin Xue
smiled slightly at Wan Yin, her smooth, white hand moving upwards, pulling aside her silk panties, "That thing is so big, does your
husband know?"
"If he knows, I'm dead, he screamed in his dream this morning that he wanted to kill me, um...it feels so good."
"Does it feel good when you touch it?" Qin Xue asked, looking at Wan Yin who was driving. "No," Wan Yin denied with a smile.
"How about this?" Qin Xue knew Wan Yin was deliberately being sarcastic (235814840), and reached her other hand
behind Wan Yin, from the opening of her skirt to Wan Yin's back, and said, "Hurry up and get it out,
it's not good if people see it at work, Wan Yin.
" "Do you also like things that big?"
"Yes."
"Want to lick it out? Let's see what you're capable of." Wan Yin gave Qin Xue a
seductive look. "Ah...you...be gentle." Seeing Wan Yin starting to provoke her, Qin Xue's hand slid down Wan Yin's fair buttocks and directly plunged into Wan Yin's alluring anus
, probing and digging. Her slender, white finger also pressed against Wan Yin's G-spot. "So good, ah..."
"Is it out yet?" Qin Xue smiled seductively at Wan Yin, her hand moving downwards to attack Wan Yin's delicate petals
. Her middle finger inserted into the flower, then her thumb plunged into Wan Yin's anus. She freed one hand to unzip Wan Yin's skirt
and reached under the hem to grasp the budding penis. "It's amazing
how a soft little finger can grow into such a thick thing." Qin Xue's hand moved up and down under Wan Yin's skirt, and
gradually a crystal-clear penis emerged from the zipper. Half-soft, half-hard,
the wrinkles on the surface seemed to tell Qin Xue, "I'm not 100% erect yet." Wan Yin took a deep breath, the intense pleasure unconsciously
making the car speed up. Wan Yin slightly parted her beautiful legs (skirt number), and
Qin Xue withdrew her hand from under the skirt, which had been stroking her penis. She then threaded the thick, hard penis through the zipper of the skirt, grasping
Wan Yin's penis at the zipper and gently stimulating it in the air.
"Your untied thing looks just like a mushroom, all wet and slippery," Qin Xue said, playing with Wan Yin's sensitive member.
The ecstatic sensation made Wan Yin let out another soft moan. Looking at the not-yet-fully-erect member, she
lowered her head, brushed a strand of hair from her forehead, and her bright red tongue darted out from her red lips, licking the wet, translucent mushroom.
The sticky, itchy sensation aroused Wan Yin's lust. The half-soft, half-hard member instantly began to swell.
What was previously covered in wrinkles and ridges was now smooth and firm, the tip of the smooth mushroom glistening with lustful fluid.
The entire large penis was fully erect, almost touching the steering wheel. Qin Xue bent the penis, her fair and tender hands gently
twisting the mushroom, then her jade hand grasped the tip and stroked it back and forth along the smooth, wet shaft
. Smooth, sticky fluid clung to the erect penis, creating a sizzling sound like washing dishes, though it was
relatively quiet compared to the actual sound of washing dishes. The sizzling friction produced a tingling, unbearable pleasure that
traveled from the shaft to the core of Wan Yin's vagina, making the tip even more swollen and painful. Jade fluid continued to flow from the urethral opening into Qin Xue's hand,
making the friction even more slippery.
As they approached the red light at the intersection, Qin Xue's alluring red lips were already enveloping Wan Yin's terrifyingly large member.
The pleasure of her pearly teeth gently biting the shaft made Wan Yin lean back and moan softly. The only regret was that Qin Xue's moist, hot mouth
could only swallow a quarter of his massive member.
Wan Yin's tongue, which he both hated and loved, was licking his glans, sending electric shocks through him as he leaned back in his seat, letting out another seductive moan. He didn't notice the traffic policeman by the zebra crossing
watching this stunning woman in a red suit. Her delicate, snow-white face paired with her slightly curled long hair had a unique charm.
Her long, captivating eyes gave her an untouchable aura,
but in reality, the more pure and white she was, the more a man wanted to humiliate her. The contrasting red and white clothing, coupled with her ecstatic
expression, made it clear to any man what was happening. He probably buried his penis in the woman's lap!
Her fair and beautiful face, with its translucent lips, was sometimes slightly parted, sometimes closed, as if she were moaning softly . Her lower
body writhed from time to time due to the stimulation of pleasure, and her upper body, clad in a red suit, trembled
slightly. Her crystal earrings swayed gracefully, and her clear and bright eyes occasionally rolled upwards due to the stimulation. The soft and alluring tongue from her lower body made Wan Yin 's eyebrows
furrow slightly, still leaving a slit as she looked at the countdown red light. When Qin Xue saw the red light, she quickened her hand's movements, her
thumb sinking deeply into Wan Yin's anus, while her middle and index fingers hooked into Wan Yin's flower. The three fingers
were tightly joined together, gently pulling on Wan Yin's two private flesh holes. The stimulation of the three points made Wan Yin moan
and groan again. Her nipples were already erect, and with each of Wan Yin's adjusting
movements, the sensitive and bright red nipples scraped against her underwear.
"Oh, so good," Wan Yin murmured, her voice slightly restrained on the main street, but the simple words conveyed
the feelings she had been holding back for days. This feeling was no less pleasurable than the pleasure brought by A Kun's caresses, especially since A Kun didn't have any advanced
techniques and had even hurt himself during his orgasm attempt.
Wan Yin continued to moan and groan as the light turned red. Seemingly noticing a burning gaze, she saw the traffic
cop staring intently at her face. A wave of shame washed over her, all of which she blamed on A Kun. "That bastard (skirt number),
is it so hard for him to apologize? He made me lose face here. Me too, why did I have to make him apologize? (235814840
) I finally managed to get him back, and knowing he's a chauvinist, he still puts himself in an obstacle." The traffic
cop stared at Wan Yin's slightly furrowed face and gave a lewd smile, making Wan Yin feel even more ashamed.
Fortunately, the traffic police's blatant stalking didn't last long before the green light came. All the way, Qin Xue kept sucking
and licking Wan Yin, her fingers never stopping, making Wan Yin moan as she drove.
Inside the elevator, the woman in the red suit was completely unbuttoned. She rolled up the red cuffs to her elbows, revealing
her fair, smooth hands that caressed Qin Xue's upper legs, which were exposed by her black stockings. Her hands moved from her legs to her shapely buttocks .
A crystal-clear jade rod was visible through the zipper of the woman's skirt, connected to Qin Xue's buttocks. Qin Xue, her buttocks raised and hands gripping
the wall, had her dress pulled up to her waist, revealing a sexy silk thong that sat at the knees of her black stockings .
The woman's large member was embedded in Qin Xue's fair, round
buttocks, digging into her alluring buttocks along with the black stockings. Behind her, a woman in a red fitted suit, her 10cm crystal platform heels supporting
her long, shapely legs, with slightly upturned toes, made her appear tall and alluring. She was gently
pressing her hips forward, the large jade rod slowly entering Qin Xue's warm, soft body.
"Oh, so thick," Qin Xue couldn't help but let out a soft, tight moan. The woman behind her smiled and tossed her alluring
hair, her long, slightly wavy, brownish-yellow hair exuding feminine charm. The woman smiled. (235814840
)
"How long do you want to challenge this time? Two-thirds of the way? Not enough, huh?" Wan Yin said, her pubic bone
pushing forward slightly. The thick, long jade rod seemed to have advanced a little further. The intense pleasure made Qin Xue's
beautiful eyes roll back. Seeing that the rod was tightly wrapped around her and wouldn't fall off, Wan Yin's mischievous hands went around to Qin Xue's chest.
Her index finger hooked Qin Xue's snow-white, alluring breasts from the collar and inserted into the warm bra, teasing
the nipples on Qin Xue's tempting flesh. The nipples were already erect. "It's too long, ah...so good...I...so comfortable,
thrust harder, Wan Yin...ah...so full...ah..." Wan Yin began to thrust and pull forcefully, the large
back-and-forth movements causing her hair to flutter. Her fair hands then grabbed Qin Xue's breasts and kneaded them continuously
.
"Fuck me harder, fuck me to death, it feels so good, ah..." Seemingly dissatisfied with Wan Yin's strength, Qin Xue made
her buttocks even more alluring, her waist deliberately arching back to meet the woman's movements. The exposed portion of the jade rod
was already two-thirds of its length inside. The beauty thrust deeply again, repeatedly dozens of times. (Skirt number)
A stream of milky white liquid flowed from Qin Xue's tight jade hole down her beautiful legs. (235814840
)
"Ah, so good... harder... coming... ah..." The elevator reached the top floor in a frenzy. Wan
Yin and Qin Xue continued their thrusting, the rhythmic clatter of their sexy crystal-platform heels
echoing in the morning corridor. The smooth, cool floor reflected their long, alluring legs.
Qin Xue, her skirt pulled up to her waist, had Wan Yin's penis clamped in her tender, wet vagina. With her black stockings and half-pulled panties
, she looked somewhat unsteady on her feet. "Ah... harder, ah... so good, you're killing me... it's too thick
... there's still most of it outside, ah... I can't take it anymore!" Wan Yin handed the keys to Qin Xue, then, supporting
Qin Xue's white, tender thighs with her black stockings, continued her frenzied thrusting. Qin Xue stumbled and opened the door...
Forced to the ground in front of the desk, behind her stood a tall, mature woman in a red, fitted suit.
Beneath her suit, a white camisole clad her breasts, which swayed slightly. Slender, long red sleeves revealed delicate, smooth hands. The woman pressed one
hand against Qin Xue's back, her large, alluring breasts flattened against the dark brown desk. Her slender, crystal-
clear heels occasionally lifted, causing her shapely legs in stockings to bend at the knees. A thick, erect
penis connected their genitals, with drops of fluid constantly dripping onto the floor. The woman
, looking down at the beauty before her, moaned, "Ugh... I just came... Ah... So good... When are you going to cum
... Ah... Ah... It's too thick... That's all for today... (skirt number). Ah... No more... No more
... Ugh... Be gentle... Ah..."
"Good morning, let me be a man for once, hmm... you're wrapped up so tightly... hmm... Ah Kun...
is this how it feels when you do it to me? Hmm... so comfortable... hmm..." Her bangs partially obscured her eyes. The mature woman
tossed her hair with a seductive flourish, then fiddled with it, suddenly noticing the tightly closed anus between her pert buttocks. A wicked idea instantly formed in her mind. She
dipped her slender index finger in the sticky fluid from the
jade rod, and the method Han Yun and Zhu Lin had used on He Zining flashed through her mind (235814840). Her delicate finger, covered in Qin Xue's milky fluid, was placed on the anus
between Qin Xue's pert buttocks, and she gently circled it. "Ah... where are you doing that... ah... it's so itchy... don't..."
"...Don't go in...ah..." Ignoring Qin Xue's pleas, Wan Yin teased her while thrusting her thick penis forward, "Ha
ha...didn't you do it to me in the car? Hmm...so tight...so tight both front and back?" Wan Yin straightened her index finger
, gently poking at the teased, opening and closing anus. Gradually, her nail slowly broke open the delicate anus,
causing Qin Xue to contract. "Ah...no...that place really hasn't been played with before...ah...oh...be gentle
...ah..."
"Relax, I'll just insert one finger," she said, thrusting her massive member again. The pleasure quickly numbed
the sensation in her anus. Wan Yin rotated her index finger; although the anus contracted and tightened, half of her finger still entered Qin Xue's
private area. Once inside, Wan Yin immediately bent half of her finger, gently hooking Qin Xue's anus upwards.
"Be gentle...let go if I cry out in pain...ah...so comfortable...ah...don't go up...I can't take it anymore
..."
"Mmm, (skirt number)" The perineum between the two penises was already almost invisible, the fingers and jade
rods forming a sexy angle between Qin Xue's smooth, round buttocks, the feeling of double penetration almost drove Qin Xue crazy
. Wan Yin pulled out the penis, then lifted her slender, sexy heels forcefully, her beautiful legs and round buttocks thrusting forward, the enormous
jade rod plunging into the deepest part of Qin Xue's hot, tight, tender, and wet flower. Qin Xue's
flower core, which had just ejaculated, writhed violently again, the tight stimulation making the woman clench her teeth and furrow her long eyebrows slightly.
The fingers behind her anus rotated slightly, then fully penetrated into that warm cavity,
gently feeling the outline of the large mushroom wriggling inside the flower through the tender flesh, (235814840) At this moment, the mushroom
deeply penetrated Qin Xue's tight flower, pressing tightly against the end of Qin Xue's flower core, but still with most of it exposed outside
.
"Ugh... I'm going to cum... Ah... Hold on tighter... Ah..."
"Come on... I'll seduce your husband next time and make him cum inside too," Qin Xue knew Wan Yin liked to
hear about Ah Kun and other women, which she had discovered yesterday afternoon. "How do you seduce him?"
"Just ride on him, or if that doesn't work, do it here. I'll lie on the table, and she'll stand where you are, and we'll have sex like this,
and I'll make you green a few times." As soon as she said this, the huge mushroom suddenly grew larger, and the hot tip
pressed firmly against the end of Qin Xue's tender flower core. Qin Xue felt the mushroom begin to thrust rapidly, accompanied by tremors. Each
tremor was a thrust cycle from the petals to the flower core. The frenzied pleasure made Qin Xue's flower core open wide,
and nectar flowed freely. The bone-melting pleasure made Wan Yin thrust several times, and finally, she used too much force, and the half that was exposed outside...
Suddenly, the entire penis was thrust in, reaching the peak of blissful sweetness. (Skirt number) Lost in ecstasy, Qin Xue still felt her flower core
tightly envelop the giant snake, piercing it. The pierced flower core, still wrapped around the throbbing giant snake, clearly felt the
scalding liquid spraying onto a completely new place. The hot liquid scalded the tender flesh of her uterine wall ,
sending a tingling sensation through her, making her unable to resist another violent ejaculation. Her flower core, (235814840) uterus convulsed violently, the
rhythmic contractions spreading throughout Qin Xue's entire body. After Wan Yin finished ejaculating, she was also
drenched in fragrant sweat, like being showered with sweet dew, experiencing ultimate bliss.
"You made me feel so good, you even went all the way in, it felt like you pierced through me at the end,"
Wan Yin teased the beautiful woman in front of her. "How about continuing this afternoon?" "No, President Rong, don't you have a secretary?
Or Liu Jing? That little brat is too wild, yours is too big, I'm scared, I can't handle it."
"Weren't you just saying it felt good? When are you going to help me get Liu Jing too?"
"Hmm, let me think, how about a department party or something like that? Oh, never mind, I have to clock out now, Wan Yin.
Don't forget to give me that project."
...
At noon, to thank Wu Yue for driving all the way to Yuxiang International, I bypassed my wife and went directly to pick her up. I felt
uneasy about it, so I secretly stopped the car across the street. She still had her cute and
sexy pear-shaped hairstyle, but her red lips were particularly alluring, and she wore light eyeshadow, making her quite charming and seductive. The
youthful, innocent feeling she had in the secretary's office that day was completely gone. Upon closer inspection, beneath her tall, short uniform skirt (235814840
), a pair of long legs were encased in sexy stockings. The stockings were white on the inner thighs and black on the outer edges
, a symmetrical half-black, half-white design that highlighted her long, alluring legs. Actually, Wu Yue had held a grudge
ever since Ah Kun tricked and schemed against her last time.
A girl's transformation from innocent to alluring and seductive does indeed create an irresistible attraction for men
. Looking at Wu Yue, who seemed a bit off, I felt a mix of fear and unease, like I was
being set up for a trap or a honey trap.
"Does my wife know you're here?" I asked, still a little worried. "
Brother Kun, does it make a difference whether President Rong knows or not?" Wu Yue sensed my hesitation. "Never mind..."
"It's nothing shameful." I watched her beautiful legs in black and white stockings step into the car, covering her slightly
short pleated skirt with one hand. Her sexy, perky buttocks gently pressed down on the passenger seat, but I still couldn't help but glance at her long, beautiful legs
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