【The Lewd Class Reunion】(Volumes 1-5) Author: Unknown

The Perverted Class Reunion
Author: Unknown
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In the calligraphy club of a certain girls' high school, the seniors continue their erotic rituals. Whether it's the sports club or the calligraphy
club, they often hold joint training camps at the same time, and the teachers turn a blind eye, allowing them to have fun
.
For example, they use a pen dipped in water to write on the backs of their juniors—any words are fine, it's just that the cold pen tip
stimulating their backs is fun.
The whispered laughter of the juniors gives them a special kind of pleasure, which is why they keep
writing on their backs.
"Green willows sway in the wind, spring is everywhere."
Last summer, during a training camp, third-year student Masago wrote this poem on the back of second-year student Hyejin. Initially, she only
intended to write a single character, but suddenly the poem floated into her mind. Its meaning
was incomprehensible to others. Their hearts, like the green willows, were in turmoil and wavering, for
an abnormal love had blossomed within them. Writing the poem on her back was a way of conveying their feelings.
"I don't understand it," she continued writing on Hyejin's back. The alluring sensation from the pen
and the ticklish feeling on her back made her involuntarily say, "Please let me go... I really don't
understand..." Hyejin gasped, begging Masago for mercy. Masago continued to express her feelings to her from behind
.
He then picked up Huizhen, whose snow-white panties were already soaked with love juice. Masako gazed at Huizhen
's lips, her eyes meeting hers with a coquettish look, and kissed her. Thus, their
relationship deepened.
"Huizhen, this is so cute!" Masako had been kissing Huizhen greedily for over thirty minutes, and even
so, Huizhen's body was covered in sweat. Her fingers gently caressed that secret place.
"Eat...please eat me." Huizhen's soft voice whispered in Masako's ear.
"Please eat me..."
"Okay, then I'll eat you, but the juices down there will flow out!"
Masako's fingers played with that small area. Masako looked at Huizhen with a shy expression; her long, shapely
legs were truly alluring. Jeans seemed to suit her better than her school uniform, giving her a masculine beauty
; in a girls' school, she was the only boy present.
Masako held her, a sense of superiority washing over her, her love for her growing deeper with each passing day. Masako had only a month left before graduation
, and thus longed for a deeper connection with her.
"Hyejin is getting sexier and sexier, don't look at me like that." Masako felt her panties gradually
cooling down, because they were also quite wet.
Hyejin's pubic hair wasn't particularly thick; her soft flesh seemed almost transparent, revealing her pink genitals with
a thin sheen. Hyejin, who appeared innocent with her eyes closed, was actually quite lewd inside.
Masako's slender fingers parted Hyejin's labia, and Hyejin's body trembled.
"Do you want me to see this? Do you want me only here? What do you want me to do?" Masako asked in a probing tone
, her fingers roaming incessantly there. "Lick me, eat me, there's only one month left, I want you to love me more." Hyejin 　　looked at her
with teary eyes . 　　"Do you want to be mine?" 　　"Yes..." 　　"Will you give me your virginity? I really want to take your hymen." Just a short distance down that secret passage, 　　seeing that hymen, Masago longed to be a man. 　　Masago often wanted to be a man, but she wanted to take Huizhen's virginity, not give it to any other 　　man. 　　"I'll give you everything, but you must always love me." Her body wasn't fully developed yet; 　　a few fine hairs still clung to her small breasts. 　　"Then I'll take your hymen: can I use this finger?" 　　"Will it hurt?" Her tearful expression was as cute as a white rabbit, so cute it made one want to torment her. 　　"Women, you have to try everything once in a lifetime." Masago feigned gentleness. 　　"If I endure it, will you love me forever?" 　　"Of course." To dispel the unease of that once-in-a-lifetime experience, Huizhen 　　offered her virginity to Masago, her heart filled with joy. Masago placed a white towel under Huizhen's buttocks. So 　　he buried his face between her legs, working hard. 　　"Ah..." Her young waist trembled, and it was now even wetter than before he licked her. Huizhen 　　gripped the felt, her legs twisted together. This was the first time Masako had treated her like this, her tongue skillfully moving over her private parts 　　, a current coursing through her body. 　　In an instant, she let out a soft moan, spasms rising deep within her body. Masako seemed quite 　　adept, making her cry out unexpectedly. She kissed Huizhen's lips again, making the electric sensation in her body 　　disappear. Compared to the pleasure from masturbation, that feeling was a thousand times more stimulating. Even 　　when not with Masako, just thinking about it made her body heat up. 　　"If it doesn't hurt, there's a way, it's anesthesia, I'll do it for you." Masako 　　sucked on Huizhen's clitoris, Huizhen swaying her hips, unable to imagine that a seventeen-year-old girl could be so lewd 　　. A torrent of nectar gushed from the orifice, and Masago diligently licked it in the garden, ignoring all 　　shame and crying out wildly. 　　"Ah... I can't take it anymore." Masago turned her face away from the garden, 　　a sadistic smile appearing on her face, this time using her slender fingers. 　　The bud was covered by a thin foreskin, and she grasped the stamen with her thumb and middle finger, rubbing them together 　　. 　　"Ah... um..." Hyejin arched her back, concentrating the pleasure generated at the center, wanting to absorb 　　all the sensation and not let it slip away. 　　"So cute, so slippery, how is it, very comfortable, isn't it?" Masago laughed, her fingers...

Her head rubbed incessantly against the skin.
"No... ah..." Her legs twisted together and then opened again, her waist thrusting back and forth with great movements
. A layer of sweat covered her body, reflecting the sunlight as if shimmering with a thin layer of light. Her
small, pale nipples stood erect, and Masa reached out and grasped one of her breasts.
"Ugh..." She couldn't help but arch her back.
"Why are your nipples hard?" She pressed her breast, her fingers playing with the clitoris.
"Why are they hard? Is it really that comfortable?" Her hands moved between her breast and clitoris
, and Hyejin didn't know where to begin to stop her.
Hyejin, her face covered in sweat, stared at Masa, frowning, her head shaking from side to side, but showing
no intention of running away.
"If you don't tell me why your nipples are hard, I'm going to eat that bean of yours." Masa tightened her grip on the
fleshy nipple, the sensation from the small bud causing pain in her fingers. Then… "Ugh
…" Hyejin lifted her buttocks to meet her.
Hyejin, groaning with her snow-white teeth showing, curled up like a shrimp, her mouth half-open in a moan
.
"Alright, I've anesthetized you. Now I'm going to remove your hymen." Her fingers
slowly slid into the flowing, narrow passage. Although slippery, it was a thin, fleshy tunnel.
"Ouch…it hurts…don't go in any further." Although a high school student, she rarely used sanitary napkins with inserts compared to others
, so when Masa's fingers entered, the hymen naturally resisted
.
"It hurts...it hurts so much...!" Huizhen looked up at her and said, "I haven't done anything yet, I just
put my finger in." Masago seemed very excited. After the finger was inserted, it hadn't moved yet. If it
moved, the hymen would break, and Masago's heart pounded at the thought.
Masago had no experience with men. In her six years of middle school, apart from her female classmates, she had never
interacted with any men. She had the experience of interacting with men in a group of women, but she
had never had a purely heterosexual relationship. She also had no physical experience of the pain of a hymen breaking.
"From now on, you are mine." After saying that, the finger began to move inside her vagina,
twitching violently.
"Wow, it hurts!"
The anesthesia she had just received didn't seem to have worked at all. A sharp pain, as if tearing her body apart,
a piercing agony, shot from her lower abdomen straight to her head. In reality, it
was merely the pain caused by Masago's moving fingers.
"No!" Hye-jin cried out in agony. Masago slowly withdrew her fingers from the narrow opening
.
Bright red blood flowed from her fingers, staining not only her fingertips but also the snow-white towel
. Masago was startled; the bleeding was more than she had expected.
"Hye-jin is saying goodbye to her virginity. From now on, you are mine. This pain is only for today
." Masago held Hye-jin tightly, wiping the bloodied secret garden clean with the towel.
Seven or eight years ago, she was so young… Now Hye-jin was twenty-five. Looking at the
female students in their school uniforms, and remembering her past self, she felt the world was truly unbelievable.
Before graduation, the calligraphy club still held its annual gathering, where seniors would call the juniors together for a pep talk. This
tradition remained, though the number of members was noticeably smaller. Over the past three years, Huizhen often thought of
Masago; her image frequently appeared in her mind.
The thought of not seeing her for so long resurfaced in her mind, because today, she suddenly received
a call from Jiajia, a junior two years her junior, informing her of Masago's divorce.
Hearing the news of Masago's divorce stirred a mocking pleasure within her, but after receiving the call
, she couldn't show that joy to others. In that all-female school environment, Huizhen and Masago, a year ahead of her 　　, developed a relationship that no one else could see after
their summer training camp .
Before graduation, Masa
took Huizhen's virginity with her long, slender fingers. At that time, Huizhen firmly believed that she and Masa would be together forever. However, afterwards, she suddenly
heard the news of Masa's marriage. She felt betrayed and harbored resentment towards Masa
.
She wouldn't allow any other man to hold Masa, who had once held her, and she would
n't allow Masa to break any promises Masa had made to her.
"That time I met her in Tsim Sha Tsui, she had cut her long hair. That's when I knew what had happened
."
Hearing that she had become a teacher, Jiajia still retained the look of her student days. Her fair
complexion and slightly childish features made her seem like a female university student.
Her hair was just past her shoulders, and she wore a pink dress that swayed as she walked down the corridor. Jiajia
looked good in the color, and she seemed much more refreshing.
Jiajia gave the impression of being a very playful girl, often surrounded by different men.
"Do you have a boyfriend?" Jiajia didn't give a direct answer to Huizhen's question. She
was already twenty-two; it was impossible for her not to have a boyfriend. Besides, Jiajia herself seemed to be in love.
However, back in middle school, Jiajia had greatly admired Huizhen, and still harbored a special longing for her
.
"Do you remember things from before?" Her face immediately flushed at this question.
"Tonight, let's reminisce about our past. It's been a long time since we talked like this.
Would you like to come to my house?" Huizhen looked at Jiajia, making her feel very embarrassed.
"Are you sure you won't be bothering me? If you really come, won't it be inconvenient? I think you two will
have a lot to talk about."
"Don't worry, it's fine."
"Then, I'll come and bother you." Huizhen then fell silent, and Jiajia felt a sudden surge of fear.
Panic. The feeling of that cold pen writing on my back... just thinking about it makes me gasp. Nominally a calligraphy
club camp, the students still secretly engaged in those lewd games, avoiding the teachers' attention. And the younger generation continued
this game.
After Masago entered university, the two still met frequently, maintaining that abnormal physical relationship.
At that time, Masago was intoxicated by her carnal relationship with Huizhen, showing no interest in men whatsoever. But later, Masago
fell in love with a university lecturer and married him immediately upon graduation, just as Huizhen was entering
the workforce. Huizhen was furious at Masago's betrayal; she thought she would never forgive Masago.
She was so angry she wanted to kill both of them.
At the church wedding, Huizhen endured, suppressing her anger, watching the ceremony with a somber expression
. She felt utterly pathetic about her jealousy of Masago; no matter how angry she was,
even if she seemed like a devil, no one would understand her.
Jealousy had turned her into a devil; even in the mirror, her reflection was almost identical to her daughter's
. The words written on her back with that pen were a memory she could never forget.
Her classmates now were all working professionals, completely different from how they looked in their uniforms back then. Many
had long hair and wore light makeup. When Masa's eyes met, she immediately turned her head away. Hye-jin
stared intently at her; it had been over five years since she'd seen her. She was still the same Hye-jin, but Masa was no longer the same
Masa.
She thought to herself, for a woman who had abandoned her, the best thing was for her to fall into an abyss of misery.
"Ah, Masago is here today too. What was Huizhen doing last year? Tell us now,
please have her come out and explain." Jiajia knew Masago because of Huizhen.
When Jiajia entered university, Masago had already graduated. Although Masago didn't love Huizhen, Huizhen was sincere towards her.
When they were dating, Jiajia greatly admired Huizhen and heard many things about Masago from her
. So later, Huizhen introduced Jiajia to Masago.
"It's been a long time, senpai." Huizhen greeted Masago. Although she still loved her very much, she
also harbored a deep-seated hatred that wanted to kill her. Huizhen controlled her emotions and forced a smile
.
"Your hair has really gotten much shorter." Looking at Huizhen, Masago gave an unnatural smile. She was wearing
a light green suit and large gold earrings. The Hye-jin that Masa knew had hair that
fell to her chest, hair that Masa loved to play with.
"I cut it short five years ago after my breakup," she said, glancing at Masa's reaction.
"Oh, sorry, I have something to do tonight, so I'll stop here."
"Oh, really? That's a pity! How can I contact you then?" Masa took out her business card. She was currently
teaching calligraphy at some clubs, and Hye-jin had given Masa her business card. Having worked for over a year, Hye-jin was
now the manager of a boutique. Although the economy was bad, the boutique was doing very
well under her management.
Originally, she wanted to work in an office, but Masa's incident changed her plans. She didn't
want others to know her secret, so she chose this independent career, throwing herself into it wholeheartedly
.
After the meeting, Jiajia dropped Huizhen off at her home. In the elevator, their eyes met. Seeing
Huizhen's heartbroken expression, Jiajia was unexpectedly moved to pity and love. Their hands unconsciously clasped. Huizhen wasn't
without a lover; he was Du Xiuping, the owner of a fiber company, and she had given him the key to her house.
He was a learned and erudite man, generous, and energetic, very good at pleasing Huizhen
. She didn't care if he was married, because she considered herself unlikely to be a good wife,
and had never even considered being Huizhen's wife—the thought seemed ridiculous.
Her home was decorated mainly in black, and kept very neat and clean, suggesting she was a
woman who knew how to manage a household.
"Would you like coffee or black tea? I even have wine."
"Coffee, please… Shall I make it?"
"Sure, the coffee is in the cupboard, the cup is on the left side. I'll just have black coffee, and could you
also give me a glass of water?" A moment later, the aroma of coffee filled the room.
Jiajia handed the coffee to Huizhen and sat down beside her. Huizhen, however, slipped her hand under Jiajia's skirt. Startled, Jiajia
nearly spilled her coffee and quickly took a sip.
"Why won't Zhensha talk to you?" Jiajia asked, trying to break the awkward silence after finishing her coffee
.
"She's probably embarrassed too, and besides, she just got divorced, so she probably isn't in the mood to talk to us," Huizhen
whispered in Jiajia's ear, gently biting her thick earlobe. Jiajia felt a surge of
heat and began to breathe softly.
Huizhen's tongue slid from her ear and slowly moved to her lips. Jiajia's skirt was pulled down,
and her tongue kissed her lips and forehead. Jiajia didn't resist;
she had already planned this when Huizhen called her over the phone that night.
Underneath the skirt were matching underwear, the bra straps half-fallen onto her arms.
As Jiajia's body temperature rose, and with the faint scent of her body emanating from her, Huizhen felt a pang of pain. She couldn't help but bite
Jiajia's shoulder.
"Ouch...it hurts." Huizhen removed her clothes, her hands playing with Jiajia's breasts. She turned Jiajia
over and pressed her down on the sofa, pressing her lips to her full buttocks.
Jiajia quickly sat up.
"That's enough, stop playing." But Huizhen stood up and took off her own clothes.
"No!" She pressed Jiajia down with one hand, while the other hand groped her white buttocks.
"Let go, it won't be good if someone sees." Huizhen's large breasts rubbed against her back.
"Are you trying to provoke me? Or do you want me to treat you well? Just lie here obediently,
didn't you know this would happen?" Hearing this, Jiajia had no choice but to lie down on the comb. Huizhen...
She pulled down her underwear and rubbed her snow-white buttocks with both hands.
It had been a long time since she had touched a woman's buttocks, and a sense of familiarity arose within her, igniting her passion. Her hands continued
to caress
them. "Such lovely buttocks. What
kind of man has touched them? Do they have a lover now? Or have they broken up? Who did they give their virginity to?"
Thinking of virginity, she thought of Masago. On one hand, Masago claimed to love her and took her hymen; on the other hand, she
married another man. To her, Masago had lost both her body and soul to Masago. Masago, who had been childless for five years,
resurfaced in her mind. During those five years, she had relentlessly sought revenge, and not just in a simple
way.
Seeing Masago today, and seeing her attitude, only strengthened her resolve for revenge. The flames of hatred, though extinguished
, had reignited.
"Who took your hymen? Tell me!"
"No..."
"Then who dared to take my hymen, do you know?"
"No... I don't know."
"Don't you want to know?" she questioned her gently.
"Why don't you answer me?" Huizhen scolded her, and suddenly, slapped her on the buttocks.
"Ouch..." With a sharp smack,
the handprint on Jiajia's snow-white buttocks was red.
"Forgive me, please be gentle... it hurts!" Jiajia sobbed, and in Huizhen's eyes, she was very
cute, so cute that she wanted to torture her.
"When I ask you a question, why don't you answer, and why do you expect me to be gentle with you? I hate people like that the most
, you must be punished." She slapped her right buttocks again.
"Wow." This time, she slapped her left buttocks. Huizhen slapped Jiajia's buttocks again and again, as if
she were reliving the happy feeling that Yuzuru had given her when she was spanked.
"This is the first time I'm forgiving you, but not next time."
"Please don't hate me."
"But next time I ask you, you must answer me, okay?"
"If you answer... I'll treat you well."
"But..."
"Aren't you going to answer?" Huizhen raised her hand, as if to hit her again.
"I really don't remember."
"Don't remember? Didn't you have someone you knew in college? Wasn't it that guy?"
"It was someone in the same humanities class..."
"Oh... wasn't it that guy? That guy took your virginity, didn't he?"
Jiajia nodded.
"Not that guy. My first man was someone I met in college when I went to visit my sister.
I was raped on the street by a stranger. I think men are so disgusting. As for simple male-female relationships, I still don't
know anything about them."
Compared to her own grudge with Masa, Jiajia's experience seemed more unfortunate. Since
she had no experience with men, that seemed alright.
"So that's why you've never dated a man?"
"Yes!"
"Then aren't women scary? Women can be terrifying and cruel too!" Remembering her
hatred for Masago, she herself found women quite frightening.
"This is something I least want to remember. I've never told anyone, but please forgive me
." Since Jiajia had confided her secret, she suddenly felt a warm glow inside.
"I only hit you because you're cute, because your bottom is so adorable. I didn't mean to punish you.
Ah, it's not just your bottom that's cute, everything about you is cute." She then kissed Jiajia's dry lips
.
She leaned towards Jiajia, her hands pressing against her breasts. The lingering scent of perfume wafted into her nose.
The hot, soft lips felt completely different from those of her lover, Du Xiuping. The feeling of kissing
was vastly different between men and women. Masago's rough kissing style and Du Xiuping's gentle kissing
technique, though very different, had never been carefully distinguished before.
Jiajia's lips seemed to melt as her tongue slipped between them.
"Mmm..." Jiajia groaned softly. Jiajia hugged Huizhen tightly, while Huizhen's tongue
slipped from her lips into her mouth, saliva flowing in. Because of the kiss, Jiajia also reached
behind Huizhen, reaching over the bra to hug her back.
Their lips met, their tongues intertwined, and Jiajia could only moan in ecstasy, still unable to
use her own tongue. Huizhen thought back to how she had been; once kissed, her mind would go completely
blank.
After meeting Zhensha at noon, she would think of the past. Jiajia sucked on her tongue, time seemed to
flow by, and the two seemed to return to their seventeen or eighteen-year-old selves. Their lips finally parted, Jiajia's eyes closed , her face flushed. The two stood up from their hair and 　　took off
their remaining bras and underwear .
Huizhen buried her head in Jiajia's breasts, causing Jiajia to breathe rapidly.
Jiajia covered her breasts with her hands, but Huizhen pulled them away, revealing her breasts in full view. The smooth
skin was different from Huizhen's, as if it would melt at the touch. The breasts were beautifully shaped,
large and firm, probably a C-cup or a mini cup, with a deep cleavage between the two peaks.
The breasts were snow-white, with delicate pink nipples, and the areolas appeared relatively large.
"So beautiful, so cute." Her hands kneaded the breasts as if kneading dough, her nose
inhaling deeply, inhaling the fragrant scent of women, her nose rubbing against the nipples.
Jiajia couldn't help but let out a cry; her previously soft nipples had hardened, and she
licked them with her tongue.
Jiajia's body heated up, her back arching forward under the assault of the breasts. As if she had obtained a ripe
fruit, Huizhen gently bit the hard nipple in her mouth while twisting it with her fingers
. Jiajia couldn't resist and thrust her breasts forward to meet her.
Jiajia was breathing heavily, her brows furrowed tightly, her eyes closed, and her lips pressed together,
creating an undeniably sensual pose. Jiajia tried to cover her breasts with her hands.
"Let go."
"No."
"Let go if you want more comfort."
"It's strange, I'm scared..."
"What's there to be scared of? I'll make you feel very comfortable. I'll bring you pleasure with my mouth or my fingers. Why don't we
go to the room? It'll be more comfortable there."
Huizhen went to the room first. Jiajia's mind was in turmoil. After a struggle, about five minutes later,
she followed Huizhen to her room.
Huizhen was lying on the bed, turning her back to her when she entered.
"I've always told you I'll treat you well, and I like those who obey me. But you've been here
for an hour. How many times do I have to tell you before you understand my feelings?" She seemed
somewhat angry with Jiajia.
Seeing this, tears welled up in Jiajia's eyes.
"That's not what I meant..."
"Still saying no? Look at your hands, why are you covering yourself?" Jiajia hurriedly lowered her hands from her body
. This was the first time she had experienced this, and she was confused as she tried to escape the tension.
"I didn't mean to hide anything." Her breathing was also strained. Huizhen turned to look at her, her
not-so-plump body hair completely exposed before her eyes.
"Look, aren't I naked just like you?" She pulled Jiajia onto the bed, stroking her inner thighs
. The clear nectar shone brightly deep within her flower. Huizhen used two fingers to spread the two tender flesh
, and seeing that mysterious and beautiful place, Huizhen couldn't help but get excited.
"Ugh... Ah..." Jiajia couldn't help but wriggle her buttocks. The beautiful and lustrous flower was displayed brilliantly before
her eyes. Compared to her own flower, Jiajia's was like an orchid, the world's finest pale pink orchid.
"It's so wet, aren't you ashamed as a teacher?" Huizhen looked at the secret flower, one hand
playing with its center, the other caressing its surroundings. A sharp reaction made Jiajia feel as if she were about to jump off the bed
, her hands gripping the sheets tightly.
Sweat beaded on her white skin, her chest heaving with heavy breathing, her breasts swaying. A hot atmosphere
filled the room. Huizhen carefully caressed the flower, as if admiring a beautiful object.
"Ah...no...I can't take it..." Jiajia arched her back, her sweaty body panting
, pleading softly.
When Huizhen's fingers rubbed the foreskin of the clitoris, Jiajia's breathing became rapid. Huizhen's
body stiffened and arched, the sadistic feeling intensifying.
She dipped her fingers in nectar and pressed them directly onto the clitoris, and Jiajia couldn't help but cry out.
"Please let me go!"
Jiajia sobbed, begging for mercy. Huizhen removed her fingers and replaced them with her lips. Like a baby
suckling, she suckled vigorously into that secret cave, her tongue, mixed with saliva, reaching inside. Why hadn't she
noticed such a lovely girl before? Huizhen couldn't understand it no matter how much she thought about it. Perhaps in high school, apart from
Masa, she hadn't noticed anyone else.
Tonight, Du Xiuping had invited Huizhen out for a drive. The car sped along the seaside road, exceeding 150
kilometers per hour, the scenery quickly disappearing behind them. The car headed straight for the new city. It used to be a
desolate place, but now, thanks to the development of many conglomerates, multi-story buildings had been built, making it very bustling
.
"Going out for a drive can really relax your nerves, but I still have to do it. If I'm just driving home, I
'm not in the same mood," Xiuping thought, keeping an eye on the road ahead.
"What are you trying to say with those words?"
"I'm forty-five years old this year, and I still have this much energy. Don't you think that's amazing?"
"But compared to those teenagers, you're still far behind."
"Have you ever slept with teenagers?"
"What! That's so vulgar. You're completely different from when I first met you. You're not a gentleman at all, just spouting filthy things
."
He met Huizhen for the second time at her shop. That day, Xiuping's wife came to the shop to buy something
, and Xiuping paid for her. The next day, when Xiuping went to pick up the goods, he asked Huizhen out to dinner, and
their relationship has continued since then.
"Excuse me, miss, I'm sorry. Have you ever slept with teenagers?" Xiuping
asked, changing his tone, which made Huizhen laugh.
"I've never had that experience with teenage boys before. I often think that if I ever had the chance, I would definitely try it
."
"I would never lose to those immature young men. Anyone
can do it if it's just about brute force, but if it's about skill, how to please a woman, and how to satisfy yourself, they
definitely can't do that. I can't believe you're so adorable to be jealous of me having sex with those boys
. Don't worry, I'm not interested in men like that right now, because..." She glanced at
Xiu Ping's reaction and then told him about Jia Jia.
"You're telling me this at a time like this? I would never lay a hand on another woman. Many women
can be like ghosts sometimes, terrifying."
"Women can be very cute sometimes. I thought of myself as a man then." She
was deliberately trying to provoke Xiu Ping's jealousy.
"You can understand by pretending to be a man? Then I'll see what kind of girl you really are tonight." Xiu Ping
drove towards Kowloon Tong, keeping an eye out for nearby hotels.
Homosexuals rarely confide their secrets, but tonight she confessed to Xiu Ping,
and this sudden outburst excited him greatly. The car drove into a very luxurious villa.
As soon as they entered the house, Xiu Ping's burning erection pressed against her from behind.
"What should I do, as your daughter, to win your heart?" Xiu...
Although Ping was over forty, he still had no gray hairs, and beneath his thick eyebrows were a pair of bright eyes.
When they first met, Huizhen only saw him as someone she needed to work with; after they started dating, she saw him
as a playmate; and later, she considered him a close friend.
"I'll tell you slowly, go take a shower now," Huizhen said as she walked
into the bedroom, which was full of mirrors.
"You can shower later." He then pressed her onto the bed, his lips tightly pressed against hers
. Huizhen shook her head in protest, but Xiuping held her head, preventing her escape. He sucked on her lips,
his tongue teasing inside her mouth, and Huizhen sucked hard on his lips. After a passionate kiss, Xiuping gently
licked her ear and nibbled at her earlobe.
"Mmm..." Her ears were Huizhen's weakness. Her opponent's warm breath entered through her ear canal and quickly
flowed into her secret flower, causing nectar to flow out.
In the secret cave beneath her skirt, the muscles within the narrow crevice couldn't help but tremble and contract slightly.
Soon, Huizhen could no longer hold back her soft moans. Xiuping truly lived up to his reputation as a man who could understand women's psychology.
In fact, from the very beginning of their relationship, Xiuping knew Huizhen's sensitive areas, so he
could often find her weaknesses, as if suddenly transforming an ordinary woman into a leopard.
Huizhen started as an ordinary, cute girl, but once her desire was ignited, she would transform into
a wild and sexy woman. Xiuping loved seeing her transformation; a simple caress of her ears
was enough to tame her. After caressing her ears, came her lips.
"You'll stain your underwear. Go take a shower and take your clothes off before you come in. I don't want to go home in dirty pants
." In the brightly lit house, Huizhen feigned anger as she spoke to Xiuping.
"It doesn't matter to me. I can go home however I want." Surprisingly, Xiuping
didn't seem to care about such trivial matters.
Xiuping took off his outer clothes, while Huizhen helped him take off his pants. After he was completely naked, Huizhen took
off her own clothes.
"You look very good in blue underwear, because that color suits our daughter best."
"How interesting! But, no matter what color underwear you wear, you can still say it suits a female ghost!"

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