[The Passive Wife's Passive Act (Fake Sequel)] 20 Cover SM Models

Author: jallen123
First published on July 30, 2017 on the First Institute
Word count: 141,690,000
words. I'll update it anyway. Relying on your replies is exhausting; it's not easy to stay motivated.
I might not be able to update anymore; I have important things to do. The blow is too great; 2000 reads and not a single reply. You forced me to do this
. If I update again, I'll stop at the climax and make you wait .
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Wu Yue's mouth was tightly closed, it's coming…it's coming, oh—um…um…um…um…
…Mmm…mmm…mmm…”
With eight low, powerful moans, Wan Yin ejaculated nine times. The saliva from her lower mouth flowed down her smooth thighs
to her knees. “This is your dinner, swallow it,” Wan Yin teased. “Don’t lick it, let it
go soft, don’t lick it, you little brat, ah, so good, it’s hard again, you want to be fucked again, don’t you?
Lick it a little further forward, yes, right there.” Wan Yin closed her eyes, enjoying this ecstatic pleasure. Touching
the hardness of Wan Yin’s lower body, Wu Yue felt it was enough. She stood up, facing Wan Yin, and, holding something, inserted it into her own lower body. Her snow-
white, silk-stockinged legs thrust forward repeatedly, sometimes moving up and down, her pink nails kneading Wan Yin’s breasts
. Wan Yin was sandwiched between two people, being ravaged from both ends. One moment she was kissing Wu Yue in front,
the next she was licking Jonathan from behind. Her jade-like hands would sometimes cup Wu Yue's buttocks, then she would thrust into him like a man
, sometimes grabbing Jonathan's buttocks and pulling him forward, while her own buttocks would stick up and meet her thrusts.
She seemed quite adept at it, as if this wasn't her first time doing this. Soon, another high-pitched cry rang out, and Wan Yin trembled
violently. Milky liquid split into two streams from her crotch, slowly flowing down her smooth, white thighs.
After her orgasm, Wan Yin kissed Wu Yue in front of her, but couldn't bear to ignore the old man behind her. She turned her head and smiled, her swan-like neck and red lips welcoming
Jonathan. To describe Wan Yin as seductive
would be a bit vulgar; she was cold and aloof, with a touch of charm, and her mature and elegant demeanor was enhanced by a bewitching allure that was truly hard to describe. After kissing for a long time, Jonathan lewdly asked, "Is it still itchy?" Wan Yin
playfully slapped Jonathan and stuck out her tongue at the camera, seemingly aware that I was peeking!
The flirtatious banter made me a little jealous, but Jonathan was just a frail old man,
and Wan Yin was just addicted to some different kinds of sex, I consoled myself.
The joy of going home was completely wiped out by this unusual sex scene. No one came to pick me up on the way, which
annoyed me. Back home, instead of the rented room Mei Ning had given me, I washed away the dust of the journey and lay on the bed to
relax. A stray head of short, golden hair on the sheets caught my attention. Given how often Wan Yin changed the sheets, this should
have been within the last three days. I followed the clues and searched the room for a long time. There was a faint
layer of smear on my head in my graduation photo, like a dirty, damp rag left on glass. However, this was clearly a dried
milk-like residue. Did she spray her semen on my photo? What did Wan Yin do? With
a mix of excitement and jealousy, I used my deductive reasoning skills to continue searching for clues and reconstructing the crime scene.
The trash can should be the focal point of evidence, right? I went there, but the bin in the lobby only contained some bottle caps
and beverage bottles that hadn't been cleaned up yet. What about the toilet? Ignoring my filth, I used a brush to rummage through it. Eight condoms? Did that
blond man ejaculate eight times? This question was quickly dismissed because the semen in the bag was different colors.
Three were yellowish and viscous, indicating a long period of inactivity. Three were milky
white, also plentiful. The remaining two were just a thin, watery liquid; it was hard to say if they were semen.
At this point, I got angry. Before, when I sought thrills by having oral sex, without penetration, it was fine. But this time, three men
took turns ejaculating? And what was inside the last two condoms?!
Deciding to stop causing trouble, I suppressed my anger and went to the refrigerator to get some ice and drinks. "Screw
this capricious woman!" I thought. Opening the freezer, I found piles of rubber molds of penises, filled with frozen, solidified ice.
The ice cubes were frozen into the shape of dildos, with uneven surfaces. Several were anal
plugs shaped like gourds, all about 30cm long. Next to them were a few crookedly placed drinks, already
opened, clearly containing something else entirely. The foreign guy in front of me remembered Wan Yin's supposed homemade drinks.
I'd been away from her for a little over a month; how could this be? This question echoed in my mind again.
The freezer was full of these things, and I didn't want to eat anymore. I went to submit my business trip report on the computer. Entering the study
, I saw a USB key plugged into the computer. To the average person, it would look like a USB drive, but as an IT professional, I
wouldn't make such a basic mistake. I turned on the computer; the 5-second boot time made me quite proud.
The plugged-in USB key had an unfamiliar English word written on it—a rather obscure term. It seemed to be a foreign product. This
kind of thing is simply a secondary verification device; it doesn't involve much technology. To put it simply, it's just a microcontroller.
You can't directly write data into the computer; to compile the USB key's contents, you have to disassemble it. There are pins on the circuit board.
If you don't know the pins, look up the chip model, and the pin definitions will become clear. Obviously, this
is a USB key for web browsing, because it contains web pages. Clicking to open it was very slow, making me realize
the importance of circumvention software. I was about to use my own circumvention software when I discovered it was already installed on the USB key. I double-clicked to open it, and the password and
username were already entered: rwy. The username is .com, the password is not visible, but that doesn't matter
, as long as it works. The webpage refreshed quickly, showing the username and password again. This time, I didn't save them, but this
is nothing to worry about because the computer has keylogging software.
It records keystrokes from the past few days, finding text that looks like a username and password. It seemed to go smoothly; I quickly guessed the correct username and password. The webpage
uses a USB security token, so it's probably not public. Opening the webpage, I felt like fate was determined to make Wanyin and me
have a fight today. My wife is the cover model for a foreign private website. The problem isn't that she's a model, but
the content of the cover—it's photoshopped. It shows her in a near-rear-entry position, wearing 15cm heels and lace,
her buttocks raised, her long, alluring eyeliner, her gaze seductively fixed on the devil's genitals, as if tempting him.
The image is provocative and lewd, depicting a vampire demon with bat wings and a Western-style design. Its fangs are menacing,
and a tongue over a meter long is wrapped around Wan Yin's slender, fair neck. One hand presses against Wan Yin's alluring,
smooth back, while the other grabs her high ponytail, arching her beautiful back and making
her deep cleavage appear even more taut and alluring. Her bright red lips are parted in an "O" shape, her tongue licking
the corner of her mouth. The demon's massive member, with barbs on its shaft and a snake-like glans, presses against Wan Yin's buttocks, its
mouth wide open, almost biting at her sexy, upturned crotch. Wan Yin's hands are on the other side of the demon's chest in front of her.
The image only showed half of the screen, revealing the demon's tongue probing into Wan Yin's alluring D-cup breasts. The demon's
genitals in the front were slightly different from the demon behind; his penis was covered in fish scales, and the glans was a turtle's head with its mouth open, its tongue sticking out,
ready to lick and bite after penetration. Wan Yin's seductive and alluring gaze at the demon's penis behind her was
bewitching and cold, which excited me. My anger turned into a strange kind of excitement. This poster, resembling a large-scale photo shoot, made me decide to
copy this USB key. I remembered using a USB key when the company was developing a new product. I should have many
blank USB keys at home. Without hesitation, I disassembled Wan Yin's USB key, found the data write and read pins, and
started copying the information inside the USB key using an R2 32 to USB data cable. I copied the data first, and then found a suitable
blank USB key to write it to.
At the same time, the second picture was flipped up, a continuation of the previous scene, except that Wan Yin's clothes had changed, her body covered in
zebra-like stripes, and a zebra tail had grown from her tailbone. She was being lifted up by the demon behind her, whose
barbed, snake-like penis was flicking its tongue, licking Wan Yin's anus under her tail. Due to the angle, I guessed that
was her anus. The demon's scarlet tongue was still stretched out long, tightly wrapped around Wan Yin's slender neck
. Between her round, moaning red lips, the demon's sticky red tongue was piercing into her throat and
esophagus, leaving the outline of swallowing on her snow-white, alluring neck. Combined with the scarlet tongue constricting her slender neck, it created
an indescribable dark, violent temptation! The demon's withered, dark hands gripped Wan Yin's enormous breasts, his claws
deeply embedded in her flesh. Wan Yin's high-flying, lustful face, alluring eyeliner, and seductive eyes coldly
gazed down at the demon before her, an expression of ecstatic pleasure on her face. The demon's penis remained open, poised to burrow in!
I eagerly clicked on the news; this time there were fewer people, just the demon. Wan Yin wore a sheer lace lingerie
set off her incredibly alluring breasts, her black fishnet stockings highlighting her long, delicate, snow-white legs. Only the top
edge of her red thong was visible from the side. The beauty knelt on the ground, one hand supporting her, her sexy tail raised, her lower back
forming a perfect curve with her snow-white, alluring back. The angle of her smooth, sexy buttocks was even more enticing. The demon
knelt behind her, his claws gripping Wan Yin's two sexy, smooth, white legs, the gaunt, chicken-like claws contrasting sharply with her fair, seductive thighs. The thighs
had a slightly SM feel to them. A scarlet tongue darted into Wan Yin's upturned buttocks from behind, past her stomach, and into her
mouth. On her fair cheeks and red lips, a slender scarlet tongue licked and entwined with
Wan Yin's tongue. Wan Yin responded by playing with the tongue that was driving him to ecstasy, though both tongues came from the same
mouth. The beauty held her white, alluring breasts with one hand, her long red nails digging
into the tempting, plump flesh like a witch's. The bone-melting pleasure made Wan Yin close her eyes and enjoy it!
Looking closer, there was another one. This picture only showed Wan Yin, with a demon below her
. In the shadows, against a black background, Wan Yin's fair and delicate hands stretched out above her head, gripping
the steel pipe above. A pair of white wings, seemingly photoshopped onto her back, spread their pure white plumage.
Her white bra and ample breasts revealed a deep, alluring cleavage. Wan Yin, her red lips parted in astonishment, looked down at her
smooth, alluring abdomen, cleaved in two by a flying, sharp battle axe. Her body
was divided into two parts, her white navel the dividing line. From the clean cut, the phallus of a snake-headed demon protruded from her severed uterus,
trembling and ejaculating in the air. The demon's lower body thrust powerfully. Wan Yin's red lips parted slightly, seemingly moaning in ecstasy
! This
was followed by a side view. Wan Yin, dressed in a lace-trimmed, sexy outfit, wearing red 15cm high heels,
stood with her long, slender legs spread apart, her sexy waist swaying in an alluring curve. She tilted her head back,
her beautiful eyes slightly closed, her red lips parted, her hands kneading her breasts, her buttocks arched back. A gleaming chainsaw
spun rapidly, cutting into her sexy, alluring private parts, sawing all the way to her navel. My nose
started bleeding for some reason, and I wiped it with a tissue. Finally, there were two photoshopped images:
one of a beautiful woman's head on a plate, licking her red, seductive lips, her bewitching eyes playfully closed, like electric shocks; the other
half of the head on the plate faced the camera, her bright, watery eyes staring at me, biting her luscious
lips. I was a little angry at someone doing this to me; the person who did this Photoshop made me furious!
I started to wonder, in these past 40 days, although she was in a bad mood and didn't pay much attention to me at first, I still took the initiative
to call Wan Yin. Later, the conflict gradually eased, and I could say I was in contact with her every day. How
could Jonathan have trained her to the point of taking such large-scale photos? This change baffled me!
Just as I was about to continue reading, there was a knock on the door. I thought Wan Yin should be home from work by now. I
glanced inside at the U-shield; it had already been copied, but there was no time to glue it back together and restore it. So,
I had a sudden inspiration. I put the U-shield's outer casing on the ground, stomped on it until it was broken, and placed it on the table, pretending it was broken. I immediately
left the study.
It was the first time we'd met face-to-face in over a month. The delicate, orchid-like fragrance she used to wear was gone, replaced by a strong, overpowering
scent (I later learned it was musk, an aphrodisiac). Her eyes still held that gentle, bright quality, but
now seemed to flash with a coldness—not aloofness, but a chilling, resolute coldness, a reproach,
much like when we left the private room that day. Was the misunderstanding still lingering? Turning to change her shoes, Wan Yin looked at me with surprise. "Oh, darling, aren't you
coming back tomorrow?" That one word, "darling," made me wonder if I was being neurotic. A smiling face
erased all my earlier displeasure. "Did you get the date wrong?" I recalled my husband's call that morning.
Long Yuzhong's tongue had just brought him to the peak of lust. A flicker of guilt crossed his eyes, followed
by a resolute and relieved look. It was as if he had realized my mistake and was no longer in the wrong. Ignoring
these details, I recounted how the U-shield had been crushed. When Wan Yin returned home, she wasn't
wearing her office uniform anymore. Her long, striped leggings were exceptionally sexy. She had taken off her suit jacket, and her stockings were gone. Her soft,
slender waist paired with a delicate white sweater was particularly endearing. Bending down, her delicate hands gently gathered the two soft
buns of hair on either side, letting the soft hair cling to her snow-white neck. Picking up the USB key from the table,
a hint of shyness flashed across her flawless white face. She lowered her head and said bashfully, "It's alright, this website will be shut down in a few months." Thinking of Jonathan
's condition, Wan Yin sighed. "I tried it, and it still works. It's a very slow website; I don't know
if it's because I visited it before, but it's particularly slow." Wan Yin's apprehensive expression immediately relaxed. She thought, "
It still needs a password!" I hummed in agreement. For some reason, looking at Wan Yin in front of me, all my anger vanished.
While I was secretly cursing myself for being unable to resist the charms of a beautiful woman, I didn't know that Wan Yin felt the same way. Looking at
the open door to Sister Lan's room, I asked mindlessly, "Where are Mei Ning and Sister Lan?" Not only did I ask, but I also
put Mei Ning's name first. Her beautiful eyes glanced over, her cold, moon-like gaze killing me. Although it was fleeting,
my heart still skipped a beat. "Are you thinking about someone? I heard you have a rented
room for secret meetings." Although she was smiling, anyone who wasn't a blockhead could tell something was wrong.
"That was just an accident, but if a man has a beautiful wife at home and sleeps on the sofa every day, no man can resist
Mei Ning's temptation," I subtly shifted the blame. Wan Yin, however, remembered why she slept on the sofa that day. Seeing
Wan Yin's slightly furrowed brow, I quickly stopped her, saying, "I just got back, I haven't eaten yet." Wan Yin put down her shield and suddenly
noticed the blood on the floor. Looking at me, she asked, "Are you bleeding?"
"Maybe it's from being too hot."
...
Last night's passionate lovemaking clearly wasn't enough. Wanyin, fast asleep, nestled against
me like a little bird, a rare occurrence. She usually slept with her back to me, her waist exposed. This time, Wanyin was lying on her stomach, her smooth, fragrant shoulders
pressing against my chest. Her soft breasts, beneath her silk nightgown, gently pressed against my
arm, her smooth, white thighs holding my hand. Her slender, delicate hands clung to my arm, while her other hand slipped
inside my underwear, kneading my testicles like marbles. I couldn't hear what she was saying.
Around 4 a.m., I was awakened by this play. Was the beauty having a wet dream? Should I wake her? I hesitated
, yet also enjoyed the sensation of my genitals being played with. Sharp nails occasionally scraped the flesh at the base of my thighs,
creating a SM-like feeling. Her slender, jade-like fingers would occasionally stroke my already rock-hard penis, teasing
the sensitive glans. I rested my head on one hand, closing my eyes to enjoy the sensation. "Husband, lick me," she probably dreamt of me licking
her. This horny woman twisted her legs around my hand, and after a while, "Lick me harder,"
I vaguely understood. I stroked her a little harder, but it still felt quite good. Gradually, I felt the urge to ejaculate . What happened next made me realize how 　　dangerous
it was to entrust my vitals to a woman having a wet dream.
The incident involved a man saying, "I told you not to come and save me, I'll make you a cuckold!" He was extremely
angry at the last sentence, then suddenly grabbed my testicles with both hands, his red-nailed fingers gripping them tightly. The rough action caused me to ejaculate into
Wan Yin's hand. I screamed, sat up, and gently groaned, clutching my testicles to ease the tearing
pain. Wan Yin had already woken up. Seeing the fishy liquid on her hands and bits of flesh under her nails,
she realized she had been forcefully releasing something in her dream. Seeing the sweat on my face, she immediately understood what
had happened and looked at me in panic. "I'm sorry, what happened? Honey, say something! Don't just groan!
I'm sorry, I was just dreaming..." "I can't get up," she kept apologizing, looking quite anxious. Gradually, I felt much better and
tried to get up and walk around. The pain wasn't too bad, and the discomfort in my testicles had eased considerably. However, Wan Yin was relentless,
as if she were afraid of being forced into a life of celibacy. I simply said, "It doesn't hurt too much anymore, I feel much better,"
and then went to the bathroom to take a shower. When I came back, Wan Yin wasn't asleep either. She was wearing a silk nightgown, her alluring
breasts trailing behind her, lying on the edge of the bed chatting via text message. When she saw me return, she asked for leave and insisted that I go to the hospital for a checkup.
The hospital probably wasn't even open at this hour. Inside the car, the cigarettes I bought for Ye Guang were still there. "I went out to buy cigarettes that day
," I said casually. Wan Yin was taken aback at first and asked, "What happened? What cigarettes?" "You don't smoke, do you?
When we get there, I've arranged for a friend to check you out. I'm currently insatiable for men; I don't want to live a life of celibacy. Just in case
, you should cooperate with the checkup, haha. It's a private STD clinic; how about I arrange for a beautiful woman to treat you?"
Wan Yin seemed very happy, as if something was about to happen. "I mean, that day in the private room,
Ye Guang asked me to go out and buy cigarettes," a sudden stop interrupted me. Wan Yin stared ahead, then
brushed a soft lock of hair from her forehead with her right hand, turning to look at me. "And then?" Her bright, clear eyes
stared at me indifferently, as if listening to my next excuse. "And then I didn't know you were assaulted."
"Hmm, what did you see that night? You really liked it, didn't you?" As she said "did you like it," Wan Yin gave me
a seductive smile, her cold gaze carrying a hint of femme fatale. "
When I got back, you were with Anchor He."
"So?" My tone remained indifferent. "So? I just wanted to clear up the misunderstanding between us,"
I explained. "Then why are you only saying this now? I've thought about it for a long time. I considered that you weren't
there when they assaulted you, and when you reappeared, you had your back to me when the security guard questioned you, and your phone wasn't off. I
saw everything. I think any man would know exactly what happened in the private room. Before, I was angry because:
where were you when I was most scared? After thinking about it, I'm angry because: why didn't you break down the door when you saw four naked men with your wife
?" My voice was a little agitated. Wan Yin calmed herself down. "Considering
you went to be a hero and got injured, you don't seem like a coward." She started the car, saying disdainfully...
"Finally, I remembered what Mei Ning said: in some ways, you're a weirdo with weird fetishes." These words felt like a slap in the face
; I felt incredibly uncomfortable. Indeed, I should have realized what had happened that day. Was it just to watch two
women having sex? And my subconscious cowardice made me find an excuse not to rush in?
"What else do you want to say? But it's a bit late to explain this misunderstanding now, darling. Why
didn't you say so sooner?" Then she picked up the phone, angrily shouting into the other end, "You don't need to come with me today!"
Without waiting for a reply, she hung up. "Did you hear that? I find a different man to be with every day. I've
even had group sex; it was really fun. You like it, don't you?" Her smile was beautiful, but filled with hatred. Then she put on
sunglasses, seemingly unwilling to let me see anything!
"I guessed it too, from that news about Ye Guang and the others going to jail," I said with some guilt. "They were set up by me
. Those five men that night, you're lucky. I really, really wanted to get revenge on you, to the point that I even became depraved."
My face was as white as snow, as cold as the sky after a snowfall. I held back faint tears behind my sunglasses, my face full of
shame. Just how deep was that hurt? One word came to mind: "distorted." I vaguely guessed
what revenge meant!
"I'm sorry, I was useless, I didn't protect you well," she said, looking at my shameful face with apparent interest. "Didn't
protect you well? Where? You weren't there, were you? This pack of cigarettes is evidence, darling. Can't you even reflect on your actions
?" Wan Yin remained expressionless, staring straight ahead. That must be the anger I felt after returning from buying cigarettes
and being met with the indifference of the four men in the private room. "I'm sorry, I should have stormed in angrily,"
Wan Yin suddenly looked at me strangely, a hint of sarcasm in her eyes. "It's like I have a Doraemon taking me
back in time to rescue my wife." It sounded ironic. I saw his handsome face, his two
sword-like eyebrows tightly furrowed, his bright eyes staring at me, though they didn't seem to know what was going on, but they were still clear. The cold beauty before me wasn't so
cruel after all. After venting, she said lightly, "It's nothing, I've let it go." She finished with a soft,
cruel laugh, and then looked at me with a haughty expression. Her prominent nose swept over my delicate lips, then glanced at my wheat-colored skin. I
felt she was looking at me. I turned and met her gaze. The previously aloof and mature woman, feeling a
seductive look from behind her sunglasses, changed her expression in the blink of an eye, laughing, "Your face is still presentable. When you get to the hospital,
do as they ask." I didn't understand what she meant, nor did I think about it much. I just kept replaying that line about
seeing a different man every day. Was it to spite me, or...? Thinking about those revealing photos, the answer
should be clear. Before I knew it, I was getting an erection. Could it really be the weird fetish Wan Yin mentioned? Before, I just hoped
my wife would be a little more wanton in front of me, but now it seems to have far exceeded my expectations. It's not just wanton, it's a hardcore taste. And
I'm sure there's a long line of private photos, because the photographer would lose control when these revealing photos were taken
.
Time flew by, and we arrived at the hospital in no time. The hospital was deserted; the night shift security guards
had just opened the hospital gates. As Wan Yin parked the car and got out, I noticed she was wearing 15cm
black high-heeled boots, knee-high with a platform design at the toe, making her a full 4cm taller than me, almost
half a head taller. It seemed she was preparing to bully me; when we stood together, she deliberately raised her chin to increase my
sense of oppression. I hadn't noticed before. Wan Yin was wearing a white off-the-shoulder chiffon blouse; the silky fabric clung to her shoulders, highlighting her beautiful collarbones and her smooth, snow-white neck was incredibly alluring. The wide sleeves of sheer fabric 　　flowed gracefully
with her movements, and the fitted waist...
The design accentuated her alluring large breasts, which bounced with her steps.
The skirt, a light chiffon fabric with slits on both sides at the front, subtly revealed the long, seductive curves of her legs
, occasionally glimpsing her smooth, white thighs. The high boots seemed to make her
legs awkwardly bend, causing the cuffs, ribbons on her white shoulders, the skirt hem, and her high ponytail
to sway and bounce lightly with her graceful steps. She exuded freshness and vitality. I walked behind, admiring this
outfit I had never worn before.
"Am I pretty? Am I a fairy?" Wan Yin, who knew I was peeking at her from behind, suddenly turned around and gave me a
smile, more like a reassuring one. "She's waiting for us on the third floor. Let's go in first. I have something to do.
I'll come pick you up in 20 minutes." Let's go to the third floor first. It seemed that Wan Yin was also here for the first time. She fumbled around for a while before finding the elevator
. The third floor was empty at this time. Only the doors to the laboratory and an office were open. The smell of alcohol in the hospital made
me want to stay away from this place. The sound of Wan Yin's high heels filled the quiet corridor in the morning.
A beautiful female doctor with straight hair and long shoulders came out of the office after hearing the sound. A beauty from the andrology department? I was a little surprised.
"Why are you so late? I've been waiting for you for half an hour since I answered your call," the female doctor said anxiously, holding my hand. "Look how impatient you are
. Let me introduce you, this is my husband. You can call him Ah Kun."
"Hello, Dr. Jin," I greeted, looking at the name tag on her white uniform. It was the same old compliment I never tired of
: "Your husband is so handsome." I felt a little smug. "Really? After living together for a while, you'll find out he has some
quirks," Wan Yin's voice was laced with sarcasm. She whispered in Jin Lei's ear, "Help me check him out, don't let
anything go wrong and leave me like you, living a life of widowhood."
"Didn't we agree on this? What's your rush?" I overheard the whisper. "I feel like I
've been sold out," I said, looking at Wan Yin. "How could I bear to? Otherwise, your fate wouldn't be much better than Ye Guang's,"
Wan Yin said with a playful smile, noticing I was a bit afraid of my wife. Jin Lei, standing beside me with her hands tucked into her fitted white lab coat,
teased, her big eyes looking at me mischievously: "Ah Kun, am I prettier than your wife?" I
've been a bit dazed lately, and I even stole a glance. Underneath the lab coat, there were long, sexy legs in polka-dot black
stockings and black high heels. The pointed metal heels looked very sexy. Her slender waist,
if you ignored the polka-dot stockings, exuded elegance. This straight-haired, oval-faced woman could really rival Wan Yin in looks. I was
a little stunned. I tried to find an excuse for myself: I hadn't slept enough this morning, and my dazed state was a bit reckless. A stern,
scrutinizing gaze snapped me out of my daze. The beauty stood at ease, arms crossed over her chest, legs spread apart, her graceful, tall figure...
The line was perfect. A pair of large sunglasses stared at me, her fair, snow-white skin contrasting sharply with the sunglasses.
Her straight, soft ponytail swayed gently against the thin veil behind her, as if waiting for an answer. "Both are about the same."
For Wan Yin, as his wife, not speaking up for him was a failure. She scoffed slightly, slightly annoyed,
"Even a pig could guess your lines. Can you change them?" I suddenly felt a little pathetic. This disregard for my dignity
—did she really think of me as the bitch she was talking about in the car? A purely intellectual approach to resolving the issue seems a bit like a scholar's rebellion
; overthinking only leads to complications. I hadn't seen through Wan Yin's thoughts and retorted somewhat irritably, "In terms of outward
gentleness, Miss Jin is better. Did Miss Jin guess my answer? Even a pig guessed it!" Jin Lei
understood my meaning and covered her mouth with a coquettish laugh, "I was just joking, look how angry you've made Wan Yin!" Hearing this, I, with my thick skin,
grabbed Wan Yin's slender hand that was crossed over her chest and said ingratiatingly, "My wife is the most generous; how could she be angry?
I usually handle things at home." I hinted to Wan Yin not to make a scene. This little girl was putting pressure on me
, and I was going to settle things once and for all. I gripped her hand tightly, and Wan Yin winced in pain, her brows furrowing slightly. Realizing my strength
and determination, she finally gave up resisting and easily pulled her hand into mine. "Let's start
the examination," I said. Jin Lei tried to smooth things over, saying, "Actually, I don't hurt anymore." I pulled Wan Yin's
smooth little hand, feeling a bit embarrassed to check her genitals in front of such a beautiful woman. "Let's check anyway. You have premature
ejaculation, darling. I have to go now. You can check here carefully and try to make me feel something next time." Wan Yin turned her
head away, retaliating unhappily, and broke free from my hand. She strode towards the elevator with long, elegant steps. Her flowing skirt and chiffon
sleeves swayed with her arms, making her look like a fairy. The ribbon on her shoulder danced in the breeze. She was really beautiful. If only she were more
gentle and passionate, I thought to myself. The woman who gave birth to my child?
"Everyone's gone. Go get a blood test." It's the same routine at the hospital. My test results were a bit strange,
a bunch of things I couldn't understand, all STDs. Wasn't this a testicular injury?
"Take your pants off and let's check your normal function."
At this moment, Wan Yin was riding the elevator back to the first floor. The elevator had just opened when she said, "Didn't I tell you not to come?" Wan Yin remembered
Ah Kun's explanation for the private room. It seemed that her previous lewd behavior of seeking pleasure had lost its original reason. Although
she had already considered the possibility that Ah Kun might not have been there at the time, the motivation that started with her retaliatory debauchery
was definitely gone. "I should hate his indifference right now." Looking at the man before her
, despite his flaws, Wan Yin couldn't help but find an excuse for herself. "I missed you," the man
said. He wore a dark blue suit and jeans, and had a small mustache, making him look very mature. Behind his light brown glasses on his tall, thin face
, his small eyes gleamed. "Why were you so angry on the phone?
Did your husband sleep with my wife?" Hearing that her husband was with another woman, Wan Yin felt a tingling, itchy sensation in her lower body, a warm secretion
flowing from her lower mouth. Her large, watery eyes looked at the man before her, and she coldly asked, "What did you call me?"
The man smiled knowingly. "Queen, shall we go to the duty room on the third floor, or to the car?" Wan Yin thought for a moment and said, "The signal is better on the third
floor; we can see Ah Kun there."
"You saw him raping my wife, didn't you?" The man swept the beauty up in his arms. Having overheard Ah Kun raping
another woman, the beauty was incredibly agitated, almost impatient. In the elevator, she shyly wrapped
her arms around the man's neck and asked, "How are you going to serve me?" Her voice was soft and seductive. The man showed off his
bag, "All the fun stuff is here. Want to try them all?" Looking at the props, Wan Yin's heart skipped a beat
. "As long as you're not afraid of pain," Wan Yin smiled alluringly. The doors to the duty room and the office
closed almost simultaneously…
"What normal function?" I asked, a little uncomfortable. "Do I need to be more romantic before you'll take your pants off?"
Jin Lei closed the door, unbuttoned her coat, and revealed a deep V-neck, light green sleeveless bodycon dress that hugged
her alluring breasts. Her deep, seductive cleavage trembled slightly, as if about to burst out. The soft, silky fabric
clung to her sexy hips, the skirt high, revealing her polka-dot black stockings and high heels. Her curves were incredibly alluring. The
air conditioning blew her loose, straight hair, adding to her charm. Seemingly still not satisfied with my reaction, this
woman, who had transformed from an angel into a witch, took out lipstick and a makeup mirror from her bag, applied alluring red lipstick, looked at
herself with a satisfied smile, and made the lip-biting gesture that Wan Yin often did. Her seductive and shy expression was incredibly arousing, and compared to Wan Yin, this
girl's gaze was even more captivating.
"Can you take off your pants? Or should I help you?" Jin Lei didn't miss the reaction below. Without hesitation,
she grabbed my genitals with one hand and unbuttoned my casual pants with the other. Her full, plump
breasts pressed gently against my arm. Her beautiful head brushed against my ear, her red lips parted slightly, and she
gently blew on my ear. The warmth stirred the beast within me. Her slender, purple-armored hands, through my
pants, grasped my enormous penis and stroked it a few times. "Nice size, isn't it, Ah Kun?" "Your reproductive conditions are really good."
Her voice, so close to my ear, disturbed my concentration. After speaking, she took a rubber glove from the drawer, applied lubricant
, and knelt in front of my penis. Her fair and alluring breasts were clearly visible through her dress, her full cleavage practically bursting
out. Jin Lei noticed my gaze, glanced down at her own tempting cleavage, and deliberately pressed her breasts against my thigh,
asking, "Is Wan Yin's prettier or mine?" I ignored her and retorted, "
What are you doing wearing gloves and applying lubricant?"
"Get some semen out, donate some sperm to me, don't waste such good genes," she said, while her gloved
hand quietly circled behind me. Taking advantage of my inattention, she inserted her middle finger directly into my anus. I gasped, afraid to
move too much; my manhood was being played with in her hand. "So you've taken my virginity," I said ingratiatingly. Suddenly, a hand
pressed against my prostate, while her delicate fingers gripped the tip of my glans tightly. "Don't move for a while, that's what your wife
asked for," she said, her tone commanding, serious, and professional.
She gently scraped the fleshy groove, the stimulation of the glands, combined with the play of her cool, tender hand, giving me
the urge to ejaculate. Feeling embarrassed, I tried to hold back, but unconsciously, I clenched my fingers around her anus.
Jin Lei saw through my thoughts and laughed, "None of the men who come here for checkups have lasted more than 90 seconds. I'm rooting
for you!" The woman gave me a seductive look.
"How many men have you done this to?" I asked curiously, suppressing my pleasure. "You wish! I
leave all that to the nurses. I'll set a countdown for you, so you won't complain."
...
In the duty room, Wan Yin lay face down on the table, her smooth, alluring buttocks raised high. Golden lace thongs hung from
the corner of the computer screen, and a sheer chiffon skirt draped over her waist. A thick finger moved in and out of her tight anus. The beauty spread
her straight legs, and the man occasionally brushed his rough tongue across her tempting lips, each stroke
leaving a trail of sticky fluid connecting his tongue and her labia. On the phone screen, her husband's expression was one of lewd penetration and
manipulation. Watching her husband play this unusual game excited the stunning woman immensely. Her black
, sky-high boots adjusted their position with each thrust. The man seemed poised to take further action,
his stubble-covered face pressing even closer to the woman's delicate features.
The contrast between her firm, white buttocks and the dark stubble was striking. He embraced her long, alluring thighs, burying his face in
her smooth buttocks. His tongue licked her smooth, hairless lips; the stubble prickling her labia caused her
to moan involuntarily. As his tongue penetrated, strands of love juice overflowed from her vagina, lubricating
her lips. Feeling the warm, rough flesh, he parted her lips and began to thrust repeatedly
inside her smooth mouth. Each time, she was just a little short of reaching her G-spot. Wan Yin began to involuntarily and instinctively sway her buttocks,
her slender, smooth waist pressing down even harder, making her fair, snow-white buttocks even more alluring. The man's soft, rough
penis began to tease her G-spot, combined with his fingers. The pleasure made Wan Yin tremble and let out a soft moan. Her tender
flesh, wrapped in his hot tongue, contracted, her clitoris trembling slightly. She managed to hold back her orgasm, as if waiting for
something. The lewd teasing made the beauty tremble as she looked at the screen and began to moan wildly: "Ah Kun, you're so amazing! Husband, you're so great!
Lick harder, deeper!" These wanton cries satisfied what she couldn't get normally. Fantasy, her heart couldn't help
but tremble slightly again. No, he hasn't ejaculated yet. I want to watch him ejaculate, to reach his climax. The beauty's mind
was set on this, suppressing the pleasurable sensation of orgasm. Her tongue, churning within her flesh, drove her wild, scraping
the tender flesh of her private parts, stimulating the walls to secrete copious amounts of vaginal fluid. The man, at his wit's end, still couldn't see the woman ejaculate. No longer
able to restrain himself, he opened a pink vibrating egg with an electric shock function inside the package. He quickly withdrew his tongue and swiftly
inserted the vibrating egg, taking the opportunity to say, "Queen, last time you called me 'husband, husband' and you ejaculated after only a few strokes. How come you're
so resistant to licking today?" the man complained.
"Don't speak, if you speak I'll think you're not my husband anymore. Just kiss me down there and cooperate."
Her voice was urgent and trembling. Hearing this, the man quickly blocked the woman's narrow, slippery vulva with his tongue again,
the vibrating egg scraping against the flesh walls, touching her tender clitoris. His fingers in her anus felt
the hardness of the vibrating egg through her slippery rectum. The unusual stimulation of a foreign object in her mouth caused the beauty to secrete a large amount of lustful fluid again. The beauty felt
the interaction between her two holes, and her clitoris trembled slightly again. The man immediately turned on the vibrator, his tongue going numb from the vibration.
His fingers in her anus also felt the moans of her tender flesh. The beauty became even more excited, her high-pitched moans accompanied by
her trembling legs and smooth, upturned buttocks. Her muscles began to twitch, and due to the twitching, her buttocks involuntarily clenched
around the tongue and fingers inside her lower body, making the stimulation of the vibrating egg even more intense. The sensation in her snow-white lower abdomen kept
churning. The beauty looked down at the video, forcibly holding back, but she couldn't hold back any longer. "I'm coming!" Her mind could no longer withstand such
intense, soul-stirring pleasure. With each electric shock, the beauty couldn't help but sway her delicate and alluring body in pleasure,
twisting like a snake. She didn't care whether her husband in the video was about to climax. Her high-pitched moans and tender flower core could no longer stop
trembling and began to ejaculate. Her flesh walls wrapped around the tongue and vibrating egg, writhing rapidly and frantically. The vibrating egg stimulated her flower core with each
ejaculation, making the beauty's delicate body tremble all over, experiencing the peak of carnal desire. Seeing Ah Kun's ecstatic expression,
the beauty didn't care about anything else.
"Harder, lick, husband, harder!" In her fantasy, her flower-like heart trembled violently eight times, clear urine
splashing onto the leg of the desk. She had lost control of her bladder. Pouring her incontinent fluid in front of a man she didn't know very well, a mixture of
shyness and wanton pleasure mingled within her. The beauty, shyly trying to hold back the last spurt of urine, the clear stream
trembled slightly before stopping, flowing onto the floor.
The instant she held back the clear fluid, Jin Lei's husband's penis suddenly ejaculated large gushes of thick fluid. At the same time
, the man behind her seized the opportunity, secretly turning on his pulse, feeling the intense electric current stimulation in his lower body. The
scene of her husband spraying into a thermos jar flashed in her mind. Her uterus contracted, and the beauty suddenly arched her head back, her back arching, her
smooth, white neck straightening, her hair whipping from front to back. She let out a high-pitched "Ah!", her hands
pinching and rubbing her nipples through her clothes. Her smooth, delicate fingers dug deep into her full breasts. Her waist
trembled and convulsed like a snake, and her clitoris received several powerful ejaculations. The man behind her had already begun to swallow large gulps,
yet more than a dozen streams of liquid still shot onto the floor. The urge to urinate, which had been suppressed, widened again, and with
the rhythm of the vibrating egg inside her, urine dripped and drizzled onto the desk. "I might as well just let go and finish urinating,
" the beauty thought to herself…
"Lick me, I've already made you cum, I don't have any hair here," Jin Lei said to me coquettishly. "Eh, no,"
I shook my head repeatedly. Seeing this, the beautiful woman in front of me flashed a wicked smile,
pushed me to the ground before I could even fasten my pants, straddled me with one knee, and sat on top of me. Instantly, my purple underwear and fair, slender
thighs came into view. She grabbed my hands and handcuffed them, I don't know where they came from. The handcuffs
were very fast, they must have been set up in advance, otherwise, if they had handcuffed my hands and fixed them to the corner of the table, there would
have been no time, at least four times. Then came the routine of using both soft and hard tactics, she begged in a coquettish voice: "Okay, Ah Kun, don't
resist, I've already made you feel good, let me play with you once more."
"We just met, you're going a bit too far, untie me." Seeing that I wasn't refusing, she knew that I subconsciously had some...
She gave in, tempting me with, "Do you like my panties? They're new. Give me a blowjob." Jin Lei stood up, her long, beautiful
legs straddling my ears. The crisp clicking of her heels was exceptionally clear. Her fair, silky fingers caressed
the inside of her thighs, gently seducing me. From this angle, I could see her purple panties and fair,
supple thighs completely beneath her short dress. Jin Lei slipped her hand inside her skirt, shyly covering the silken
fabric covering her private parts. Slightly swaying her hips, she sexyly pulled down her panties. As she alternated pulling down her panties with her long, beautiful legs, her fair
hand remained covering her alluring private parts. Holding up her panties, she sat on my chest with her sexy buttocks and said,
"Is it pretty?" Then, she covered my eyes with her panties and made a provocative
victory V-sign to the small, beady peek from the corner. Then, through my blurred vision, something soft sat on my lips,
trying to pry them open. After a few minutes, warm liquid finally flowed out. Then she
unlocked my handcuffs. Slightly angry, I didn't say much. Jin Lei smiled meaningfully as I left, then
took out a text message: "Your husband is gentle on the outside but tough on the inside, the hard-to-train type." Passing
the duty room, I heard a familiar, coquettish scolding: "You dare use that electric shock on me? I'll beat you to death!" Was it
Wan Yin's voice? I peeked through the crack in the door. Wan Yin, dressed in plain clothes, was whipping a man's thigh. Her platform
boots pressed against his limp penis, kneading and abusing it. Her beautiful legs were alluringly raised; her ponytail was loose.
The man, handcuffed to a chair, was enjoying himself, his legs spread wide. Wan Yin's feet continued to knead and abuse his genitals.
The stimulation of the whip striking his skin finally caused him to ejaculate a thick, sticky fluid, which flowed onto
the soles of Wan Yin's shoes. Seeing this, Wan Yin unlocked the handcuffs. "He's finished, I'm leaving,"
she said, walking towards the crack in the door. I immediately hurried to the elevator. "What are you doing here?" I pretended to
have just seen Wan Yin. "Waiting for you. What's wrong? Are you unhappy?" I was a little annoyed. What about that impotent man you just played with
? Cheating? How bizarre. This is the real fetish.
"Let's go then," a man in a white coat came out of the duty room at that moment.
I glanced at his name tag in the instant we met. Zhao Mingcheng? What a bizarre name! Li Qingzhao, indeed. I muttered to myself
, and went downstairs with Wan Yin. "I don't have to live a life of widowhood, do I?" Wan Yin asked jokingly. "I said everything was fine,
but you insisted I come. But what does Jin Lei mean by donating sperm? Did you guys plan this all along?"
"Her husband has sexual dysfunction, so you can donate a few drops to her." Wan Yin laughed as she drove. "You're so generous,
you'd give up your husband for your best friend?"
"He's a fellow Daoist, not a best friend, but you don't lose anything. The one who really loses is me. I didn't even
complain, why are you complaining?" Suddenly a text message popped up: "I left my underwear here, come pick it up the day after tomorrow." Wan Yin immediately
deleted it and replied: "Send me a video of you licking your underwear, and I'll come." Another immediately deleted
text message!
"My hat should have been cuckolded long ago, then I would have suffered a loss, okay?" I said somewhat seriously. "Whose fault is it?
Blame yourself, it's a bit too late to regret it now." Wan Yin's fair and smooth face furrowed slightly.
The feeling of her bare lower body made her close her legs. Seeing this, I immediately changed the subject, asking about the faint smell of urine in the air.
"Let's not talk about that, why does the car smell like urine?" I sniffed. Wan Yin blushed upon hearing this, suddenly remembering that
her husband's mouth was forcibly pressed down by Jin Lei, which also smelled like urine. He had been with everyone, but he wouldn't lick me. She
felt a little jealous. "I smelled it too, it seems to be on your head," she said, sniffing my head. Not knowing what was going on,
I felt guilty and quickly moved back slightly, trying to explain. Wan Yin felt a surge of smugness upon seeing this, thinking contemptuously:
Does your dog nose only give me oral sex when I force it? I can subdue you if you're strong enough!
"I asked around, and you came back early from your business trip. You helped your boss solve a big problem, and he gave you the day off
?" Wan Yin was very confident in her information. "You even know that?" I asked in surprise. "If I were
your boss, I would definitely fire you and hire someone more reliable and disciplined. I wouldn't tolerate you like that.
But your boss might be letting you be so arrogant because of me." Wan Yin was a little serious, really
like she was scolding an employee. She turned her face and smiled slightly at me as easily as flipping through a book. "You gigolo, you're not going to work again today
. Should I take you home, or come with me to work?"
"Are you talking to me?" I pretended to look around the car. "Drive me home." I still wanted to look at
Wan Yin's photos on the website; I could only look at them when I was alone! She
seemed to be picking a fight with me: "Talking to the helmsman like that, believe me, I'll leave you on the elevated highway!" Wan Yin
threatened with a smile, her escalating aggression making me very unhappy. "The car stops, and you're the one who should get out, my wife," I said, flexing
my arm muscles. "Then you can come with me to work. I don't want to bring this gigolo home."
"I'm not exactly a gigolo, okay? I buy everything myself, and your income is 4-5
times mine. Don't be so arrogant!"
"Then tell me, how many times is considered gigolo?" Wan Yin smiled smugly. "A monthly salary of 200,000-300,000
, 6-7 times that," I laughed. I doubted even Sister Lan would offer Wan Yin such a high monthly salary, plus bonuses.
Wan Yin smiled even more smugly, and finally, considering my feelings, smiled without saying a word. I was completely confused. Had I
overlooked something?
"You'd better come to the company with me for the day. I'll be driving, hahaha." She seemed particularly
happy. It had been a long time since she'd been here. She seemed to remember my camera and decided to take it down. Looking at
Wan Yin, dressed in plain clothes, I said in surprise, "You're one to talk! You're not even wearing your work uniform." I
suddenly realized that we were bickering more and more.
"If you're so capable, become the boss and fire me. If not, then obediently eat my food," Wan Yin said, rolling her eyes.

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