[Yating, who became a lecherous old man's flesh pot] (continued) Author: s0755208

Author: s0755208
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Ya-ting, who became a lecherous old man's flesh pot—jointly blackmailing (sequel)

Ah-jie is a middle-aged manager of the Wen Hua Building, around 45 years old, who works the early shift. This afternoon, he was patrolling the building.

The building has 15 floors, with 3 suites on each floor (east and west sides) and a shared toilet on each floor.
The facilities in both the shared toilets and suites are quite good, and the average rent is not cheap. This
building, located in a remote part of the city, is actually a case of false advertising. It applied for commercial use but was illegally converted into residential use. Due to the number of
occupants , there is currently no management committee, and it is temporarily managed by the developer. Its situation is predictable.

Every day when Ah-jie has free time, he starts from the top floor and walks down each floor to inspect the
building. When he reached the door of the 3rd floor of the 10th floor, a pair of black high-heeled sandals on the ground caught his eye,
making him stop and look down. Two young, single office ladies lived in this room.

It must be the pretty one, Ms. Lin. He thought, looking at the shoes. One was on vacation, the other was at work.

The image of Ms. Lin flashed through his mind: her usual office lady attire of a shirt and skirt, her long ,
beautiful legs clad in flesh-colored sheer stockings and black high-heeled sandals.

His floor was quiet and deserted except for him. He bent down, picked up one of the high-heeled sandals, sniffed it,
pressed the side of the shoe against his crotch, and rubbed it back and forth several times with a lewd, smug look. Then he put it back and
continued his patrol downstairs.

Behind the counter next to the glass door on the first floor, only the cleaning man, Old Zhang, was there. He sat back in his chair,
legs crossed, scrolling through his phone, occasionally chuckling. Whenever Ah Jie went upstairs to patrol, he would help watch the counter.

Mr. Zhang, a 60-year-old man,
had maintained his robust physique despite being overweight by about 90 kilograms due to his past heavy labor. His current job as a building cleaner was a breeze for him. Aside from
smoking and visiting prostitutes, he had no other vices. He heard footsteps approaching the counter, looked up to see Ah Jie, greeted him briefly
, and continued scrolling on his phone.

Ah Jie responded, pulled out a chair, and after a moment, asked, "Hey, old man, we're off
tomorrow we go to our usual spot for a quickie tonight?"

"Oh, kid, go have some fun," Mr. Zhang chuckled, scrolling on his phone, whether at him or
at his phone, it was unclear.

What's the old man been up to lately? Ah Jie wondered, looking at him.

Ah Jie was of medium build and, due to his long-term beer consumption, had a pregnant-looking belly. They lived in the same
apartment building, behind the Wen Hua Building, an old building without an elevator. Mr. Zhang lived on the third floor, and Ah Jie on the first
floor; they were old neighbors.

The two had a habit of seeking out prostitutes for sexual gratification, and occasionally they would go together. For the past two months, Ah Jie had asked him to go with them, but he
had refused, which he found strange.

"Old man, really not going?" Ah Jie asked again. "Recently, a college student started working at Brother Li's place,
a young girl, fair-skinned and delicate, with a really nice face and figure. She's out of school and earning money. I guarantee that after you see her,
your dick will get hard and you'll want to go for it."

Old Zhang glanced up at him briefly, then looked down at his phone again. Seeing that he wasn't interested, Ah Jie didn't continue.

"I'm going downstairs to collect some things and then I'll come back up." Old Zhang connected his phone to the charger, put it in the drawer,
and got up from the counter.

Ah Jie sat in his chair, yawning and stretching. Bored and with nothing to do, he got up and sat in the chair Old Zhang had just been in,
opened the drawer, took out his phone, and started browsing. He knew the old man had porn on his phone, so
he clicked into the video folder and browsed the titles, which included
titles like "Busty Female Teacher," "Beautiful Wife of a Brothel," and "High School Girl Escort," among others. One video, however, was untitled. Curious, he clicked on it to see what the plot was like.

This untitled video was only 2 minutes and 15 seconds long. It began with a man and woman having sex in bed.
The woman, with her back to the screen, had long, blonde hair styled in a bun, and looked like a Western woman. She straddled
the , her back straight, revealing her entire white back, wiggling her hips, and moaning softly in a foreign language.

Ah-Jie initially thought it was just a regular porn video, until he saw the woman's face while she was giving the man oral sex and realized
he knew her. Although only her profile was shown, he recognized her as Chen Yating,
the resident of apartment 3-12, with her long, dyed blonde hair, green contact lenses, and Western-style attire.
The man's face, judging from the angle, was probably Cao An, the kid who often came to see Yating. He stared at
the video, filled with doubt.

When Old Zhang returned and saw A-Jie scrolling through his phone, he assumed he was playing a game, but A-Jie asked about the video.

"Old man, this video isn't from the internet, where did it come from?" A-Jie shook his phone.

Old Zhang knew he recognized the person in the video and knew he couldn't fool him, so he scratched his head awkwardly, sat down, and
told him the whole story. (The details were in the previous chapter and will not be repeated here.)

"You're really bold," A-Jie stared at him, then chuckled. "They really are having an affair,
just like you said before. But it's really shameful that the girl took Mr. Zhan's money and was messing around with other people behind his back."

Old Zhang was a little agitated, and said in a low voice, "You absolutely can't tell anyone, especially not Mr. Zhan!"

"The girl will be in trouble?"

Old Zhang nodded, worried that if he told others, the video would be exposed and could no longer be used.
So told him about how he had blackmailed Ya Ting and had sex with her several times, urging him to join in, to let him know
the use of the video, so that he would keep quiet.

Ah Jie patted his beer belly, hesitated for a moment, and then agreed. This was something Old Zhang had expected; he knew Ah Jie
was also a womanizer and would most likely join in.

"You old rascal," Ah Jie laughed and nudged him, asking, "If you hadn't accidentally discovered the video, you weren't
planning to tell me?"

Old Zhang shrugged and smiled awkwardly.

"No wonder you kept making excuses when I asked you to go to our usual place for sex a while ago," Ah Jie said. "So you
've been sleeping with that girl all along."

Just as the two were talking about Ya-ting, the blonde, green-eyed Ya-ting, wearing a short skirt and dress, carrying a small
handbag , and clicking high-heeled sandals, walked in through the glass door. Ya-ting was a young woman with an oval
face, fair skin, long dyed blonde hair, and green contact lenses—dressed like a foreign woman.

Ya-ting spotted Mr. Zhang nearby, sitting behind the counter, a flicker of embarrassment crossing her eyes as she avoided him.
They made eye contact; Old Zhang looked directly at her without looking away, as if nothing had happened between them.

"Hi~ Uncle." Ya Ting, her hand holding her small bag, raised it slightly and waved it twice to greet Ah Jie, giving him her usual
familiar wink and smile, ignoring Old Zhang beside him.

"Little sister." Ah Jie stood up and nodded and smiled in response, the image of the blonde woman
playing .

"Uncle, how's the thing I asked you to do last time?" she asked, her green eyes looking at Ah Jie.

"Oh, the second floor of the twelfth floor," he said, his gaze lingering on Ya Ting's shapely figure.

"The apartment next to yours is moving at the end of the month, I gave him your friend Dai Ling's phone number."

"That's great! It'll be so convenient to contact Dai Ling anytime now." She said happily, brushing her blonde hair aside.

"One of the ten floors downstairs, I'll be moving in two months too, the rent is cheaper, maybe..."

"No problem, no need. Thanks, uncle, I'll treat you to something good."

"What you mean by 'something good' is..." He looked at Ya-ting's low-cut dress, which accentuated her cleavage.

The foreign-looking Ya-ting was open-minded and would make lewd jokes with the building manager and Old Zhang. After they chatted
for a while, after she entered the elevator, Ah-jie sat down and said to Old Zhang, "I just find it strange, that girl
has been ignoring you lately. You used a video to blackmail her into having sex, and he hates you to death."

Old Zhang chuckled. "Just to scare him."

He asked Old Zhang with a lewd look, "Didn't you have sex with that girl several times? How was it?"

"She's fair-skinned and tender, very enjoyable, she knows how to do it and how to give a blowjob, she's good at moaning!" He said smugly.

"It's just that the girl speaks in a foreign language during sex, and I can't understand what she means. It's like having sex with a foreign girl."

"I think that girl probably takes medication regularly, right?"

He nodded. "Of course she does. At first, she lied and said she didn't have a habit of taking medication, and insisted that I wear a condom before she

would do it. A few times, I did wear a condom, but then I realized something was wrong. I managed to get her to tell me that she often
has sex and has a habit of taking birth control pills on time every day. She was lying to me. After a few times, she didn't need to wear
a condom ."

"So, it doesn't matter how you ejaculate?" He chuckled.

"Of course. Every time I ejaculate inside her pussy," he said, stroking his thick arm and smirking.

"Unlike the prostitutes we used to find, who insisted on wearing condoms."

"You just said you'd let me participate, when can I..." He touched his semi-erect penis through his crotch , looking eager. He had always been attracted to blonde, green-eyed Ya-ting, and of course, he wanted to have sex with her
if he had the chance . He said thoughtfully, "I'll talk to that girl tonight." "Tonight?" "That's right. I'll discuss with you what to say so you can get him." He chuckled smugly. "I already arranged it with that girl two days ago; we've had sex several times at the old apartment building behind ours." Ah Jie could only rub his penis, staring blankly as he waited for news. That night, on the third floor of Old Zhang's old apartment building , Old Zhang lay naked on his single bed. The blonde, green-eyed Ya Ting, wearing only a thin lingerie top and black stockings , straddled him, giving him sex. The mattress creaked. They had started more than ten minutes earlier . Ya Ting had been coerced into having sex; she just wanted to finish and leave quickly. "That's really how I like it. Oh, yes, oh..." Ya-ting pressed her hand against his abdomen, straightening her back, moaning with a tingling sensation, her rhythmic piston-like movements stroking his penis, her buttocks slapping against his thighs. "Yessssss! Feels so fucking good." She twisted her hips rubbing her vagina against the head of his penis, making Old Zhang look incredibly happy. That foreign-looking Ya-ting, dressed in a sheer lingerie dress and black stockings, sat on him directly, the stimulation of her completely exposed, making Old Zhang feel overwhelmed every time. "Oh! Yeshhhhhhhyes! Yes! Yes! —let's getfucking hardtytonght…" she shouted wildly, her voice growing louder and her movements more rapid, her long golden hair bouncing as her buttocks repeatedly slammed against Old Zhang's thighs. After a while, Old Zhang leaned back on the bed, satisfied, puffing on his cigarette , his still-erect penis protruding beside his bent leg. After washing herself, Ya Ting sat on the edge of the bed, putting on her bra. Her lingerie and stockings, which she had just taken off, lay beside her. Old Zhang exhaled a puff of smoke, scratched his head, and said, "Little sister, there's something I need to tell you." Ya Ting turned to look at him as she put on her bra. "That Ah Jie... he's the uncle you know. He knows about the video and what happened between us." "What!" She was startled, stopping what she was doing and asking, "You didn't keep your promise?" "He took my phone to play with while I was away and accidentally found it." He pretended to lower his head, looking annoyed. "Oh dear! Uncle, how could you be so careless?" She worriedly clenched her fist and punched . "How did Uncle Ah Jie know about us?" He lied, "He kept asking where the video came from, and said he'd seen you coming to my house a lot lately, and that we were acting strangely... I got nervous and he tricked me into revealing the truth." "You're just making things difficult for me!" she said nervously. "Don't be nervous, little sister." He said, smoking a cigarette, "I told him to keep it a secret right away." "What did the uncle say?" "He said he wanted to be with you like I am..." He flicked his cigarette in the ashtray and chuckled. "He seems to really like you, I can keep it a secret." That bastard! Ya-ting thought to herself, understanding the implication, sighed helplessly, and continued putting on her bra. "Uncle, if this happens again, I... I won't give in." Uncle Zhang knew what was going on, acting meekly, and after a while, he chuckled and asked, "He and I are free tomorrow, we can arrange a meeting for you, little sister, is that okay?" Ya-ting glared at him, lowered her head, frowned, and thought for a moment before saying irritably, "Two o'clock in the afternoon." "There are other people at his house, it's not convenient, you can borrow my room." "Then Uncle, you..." Uncle Zhang's place wasn't big, he and Ya-ting had sex in a tiny room of about two square meters. The small room had a glass door and a screen door leading to the balcony, but only a floor-length curtain leading to the living room.

Old Zhang chuckled. "You two do it in the small room, what's there to be embarrassed about in the living room?"

Ya-ting bent her leg to put on her thong, feeling a little uneasy, but then thought it wouldn't make a difference and let it go.

The next afternoon, Ah-jie, who lived on the first floor of Old Zhang's old apartment building

, arrived at Old Zhang's house half an hour early. The two, dressed in
their , sat on the small sofa in the living room chatting.

"Old man, you didn't push your sister too hard, did you?" Ah-jie asked.

"I know my limits. If I push her too hard and she doesn't give in, she won't get any pleasure later. Are you really going
to give Mr. Zhan?"

Ah-jie looked at him without answering, thinking about Mr. Zhan, who had a triad background. Ya-ting's sister wouldn't
just get a beating.

"Actually, we used to get along quite well, always laughing and joking. Even if my sister really wouldn't give in, I wouldn't
have distributed the video. We don't have any deep-seated hatred," Old Zhang chuckled. "I just wanted to scare
her a little, make her give in out of fear, and then have some unprotected sex with her."

"Let's keep it low-key, that way later..." He touched his penis, and the two understood each other perfectly.

"At first, we went to my sister's suite to have sex, but then we felt it wasn't appropriate, so we moved to this old apartment building."

Ah Jie got up and lifted the curtain on the back wall to look into the small room,
where was a single bed, a wardrobe, a shelf, and on the small table, besides an ashtray, a can of lubricant and a
half-empty pack of toilet paper.

"Looks like you and your sister have been having a great time in there," Ah Jie said.

He grinned and said, "That little slut, she's unbearable."

"Old man, could you please clean out the trash can? The room smells like semen."

"Alright, alright, I'm numb. My sister didn't say anything. You're the only one with a keen nose."

"You even made my sister wear that stuff?" He pointed to the lingerie and stockings under the small table.

Old Zhang knew what he meant and chuckled.

They chatted for a while when there was a knock at the door. Old Zhang nodded, and Ah Jie went to
open it . He saw the foreign-looking Ya Ting standing on the stairs outside. She was wearing a spaghetti-strap tank top, her long blonde
hair cascading over her shoulders, and long legs under her short skirt, wearing flip-flops.

"Little sister, you're here." Ah Jie smiled, his eyes fixed on her breasts, which seemed about to burst out of her neckline, pushed up by her bra
.

Ya Ting lowered her head, pouted, and rubbed her arms. "Uncle."

She stomped into the living room and saw Old Zhang lounging on the small sofa, watching TV nonchalantly. She
then walked into the small room where they had sex the night before. Ah Jie, his erect penis throbbing, followed behind her,
exchanging glances with Old Zhang.

"Uncle, he... um, did he tell you?" Ya Ting asked awkwardly, fiddling with her hair as she sat on the edge of the bed.

"Of course. That old guy and I will keep it a secret, don't worry, little sister." He chuckled as he took off
his clothes , his penis throbbing high, the swollen glans pressing against his beer belly. He walked over and sat down beside her.

This bastard uncle. She cursed inwardly as she took off her clothes one by one until she was completely naked. Ah Jie
was surprised to find that her pubic hair, like her hair, was dyed blonde. She took some lubricant from the small table and squeezed some onto
her fingers, then smeared it along her labia into her vagina. She just wanted to finish and leave, cooperating with the sex as she always did with Old
Zhang .

Ah Jie chuckled as he watched her rubbing his penis. "Little sister, give me a blowjob first,"

Old Zhang said, approaching the small room's partition wall and peeking through the curtain. He saw Ah Jie standing by the bed, and the blonde
, green-eyed Ya Ting kneeling between his legs, giving him a blowjob. She held onto Ah Jie's thighs, her mouth tightly around his glans,
rotating her hand that gripped his penis, pushing it forward with a series of popping sounds.

"I want my tongue over a very different inch
of your cock and balls," Ya Ting said, watching him masturbate, licking from his scrotum up
to the glans, giving a few popping sounds, then switching back and forth.

Like Old Zhang, Ah Jie couldn't understand foreign languages and didn't know what the blonde, green-eyed Ya Ting was saying. They looked at
each other and grinned. Old Zhang went back to the small sofa in the living room, sat down, and lit a cigarette.

Ya Ting blew for a while, then, her legs aching from squatting, she got up and pushed him towards the bed, saying, "liedown."

Although Ah Jie didn't understand, she pressed his shoulders and pulled him onto the bed, guessing that she wanted him to lie down.

Ya Ting turned around and knelt on top of him in a 69 position, reaching up to his neck and lifting
the blonde hair that was hanging beside his face, pushing it to the other side.

"You make sense through your thoughts
," Ya Ting said playfully, rubbing his penis and glans, then lowering her head to lick his urethra while gently massaging his scrotum
, causing Ah Jie to tense his buttocks and moan with pleasure, his breathing quickening.

Ah Jie held her penis, rubbed and blew on it for a while, then, unable to restrain himself, hugged her, rolled over and pressed her onto the bed.
He smeared his fingers with golden pubic hair and the wet lubricant from her vaginal opening, rubbed his penis,
pushed , thrust his hips forward, and inserted his entire penis, starting to fuck her.

From the small room came Ya Ting's moans and the sound of the bed leg shaking. Old Zhang put his cigarette on the ashtray,
went over and lifted the curtain a little to peek inside. Because the single bed was placed parallel to the living room wall, with the foot of the bed facing outwards, he
could clearly see Ah Jie kneeling on the bed with his limbs spread, Ya Ting lying beneath him with her legs crossed and hooked around her waist
, a towel on the floor, his penis fucking her.

"Fuck memercellly," Ya-ting said, looking at him with a lewd expression. "Treat me like your direct little somewhere.
"

Ah-jie's face contorted with rage as he stared intently at Ya-ting's face, his hands roughly kneading her soft breasts. He
exhaled heavily as he thrust his hips and pounded into her cunt, the four legs of the single bed rubbing against the tiles and
creaking loudly.

Old Zhang, watching the two men fucking her cunt, felt an unbearable itch and touched his erect penis through his pants.

Ah-jie pressed down on her soft breasts, his elbows resting on the pillow. He slowly withdrew his penis,
leaving only the glans inside, then forcefully thrust his entire penis in, slamming it against her cervix, again and again.

"Ohhh! Yeahhh—ohhh! Yeahhh..." Ya Ting cried out seductively,
wrapping her arms around his neck, her long legs like snakes, rubbing against his waist and hips.

"This little slut," Old Zhang thought to himself. He sat back on the small sofa, picked up his cigarette, and continued smoking, stroking his erect penis
as he looked into the small room, eager for Ah Jie to finish and come out so he could go in.

Ah Jie grabbed her wrists under her golden pubic hair, pulled her arms straight back,
crossed , and began thrusting, his face contorted with rage. Her breasts swayed softly like jelly with the vibrations of her body.

"Ohhh, yes! Your fucklike chomp—ohhhhhh
…" Ya Ting cried out with pleasure.

Ah Jie's breathing quickened as he thrust, gripping her wrists tightly; her breasts swayed violently. After a while, his testicles
contracted , he let out a "fuck" and shuddered, his glans hitting her cervix and ejaculating, letting out a groan of pleasure and his legs going limp.

"Uncle, let me remind you again, we have to keep our promise, just like we agreed before,"
Ya Ting said. She squatted by the bed, holding some toilet paper and using it to pad the semen that had been expelled from her buttocks.

"If you behave well in the future, I'll cooperate too," he slyly smiled, implying that he wanted to maintain this relationship.

Holding his half-erect penis after ejaculation, he brought the glans to her mouth, indicating that she should eat the remaining semen.

"Uncle, you're such a bastard," she said irritably, squatting on the ground, holding his half-erect penis, sucking
on the glans, wiping her vulva with a few sheets of toilet paper, and stuffing some inside to plug it up.

Old Zhang was sitting on the small sofa in the living room with his legs crossed. When he saw Ah Jie lift the curtain and walk out of the small room, he chuckled and
asked, "Didn't I tell you that girl was great?"

He grinned and nodded, touching his limp penis after ejaculation. "So tight, so satisfying!"

Ya-ting walked out of the small room, completely naked. Her golden pubic hair was wet with a mixture of lubricant and secretions, and
her vagina was stuffed with toilet paper. She walked slowly towards the toilet, tied her long golden hair into a bun on her head, and prepared
to wash herself before leaving. Seeing this, Old Zhang chuckled and got up, grabbing her from behind with his thick arms.

"Little sister, I'm here too." Old Zhang hurriedly dragged her back to the small room, removed
the toilet paper from her vagina, then pulled down his pants, revealing a rock-hard penis. He made her lie face down on all fours.

"Oh, old man, I have to go now!" Ya-ting said unhappily, hands on her hips.

Old Zhang, his face lewd, chuckled as he rubbed his erect penis with his rough hands. "My
cock Let me vent and cool down a bit. We didn't make plans, but since you're here..."

"Let's make plans next time. I have to go now," she said irritably, turning to leave the small room where they had sex
. But Old Zhang used a combination of coaxing and threats, half-persuading and half-threatening, to push her onto the bed.

Ya Ting reluctantly complied with his earlier request, assuming a doggy-style kneeling position. She just wanted the old man to ejaculate
quickly so she could finish, shower, and leave.

Old Zhang knelt behind her, eager to satisfy his lust. He pressed his penis against her lower back, guiding it under her buttocks
. The head of his penis pressed against her wet, golden pubic hair, and he thrust his back forward, his stomach slapping against her buttocks with a loud thud
, her breasts jiggling as his entire penis plunged in, hitting her cervix.

Ya-ting's buttocks were being slapped repeatedly, her breasts swaying back and forth, and the four legs of the bed shaking violently.

Old Zhang stopped, his penis half-inserted into her vagina, and changed from a kneeling position to a half-squatting position with his legs spread. He leaned forward
, straddling Ya-ting's buttocks, and gathered her long blonde hair, holding it tightly.

"Scream, you little slut!" Old Zhang urged, slapping her buttocks as he fucked her.

Seeing that Ya-ting didn't respond, he slapped her buttocks hard.

"Eeek!!! Ouchhhh—" Ya-ting cried out in pain as the hot red
slap .

"Oh yeah! Oh yeah! Oh yes! Oh yes! Take me
from before now, doggy style."

Seeing that she cooperated obediently, Old Zhang continued slapping her gently.

Old Zhang couldn't understand foreign languages and didn't know what the blonde, green-eyed Ya Ting was shouting, but he found it very enjoyable,
thinking as exciting as having sex with a foreign woman. He rode her like a cowboy on horseback, but due to the vast difference in their sizes, it felt like he was riding a
small horse. He held her long hair as a rein, slapped her buttocks with his hands, and grinned, thoroughly enjoying himself.

"That secretly wants it. Ohhh! Yes
ohhh—ohhh! Yessss—" Ya Ting continued to shout, afraid of getting another painful
red slap on her buttocks. Plus, Old Zhang weighed almost twice as much as her, and being roughly ridden on her buttocks was very uncomfortable. She
hated this old man.

After urinating, Ah Jie pulled up his pants and walked out of the toilet. He went into a small room next door where there was a lot of noise and went to join the fun. He saw
Ya Ting kneeling on the bed like a dog, with Old Zhang straddling her ass and fucking her
.

He was gripping her long golden hair and slapping her buttocks while yelling. Old Zhang seemed to get tired of squatting, so he let go of the long golden hair, knelt back on the bed, and breathed heavily .
Ya Ting also took the opportunity to breathe heavily. After a while, Old Zhang put his hands on her waist and her stomach slapped against
her buttocks , and continued to fuck her.

Ah Jie stood beside Old Zhang watching him fuck her, his eyes occasionally landing on Ya Ting's anus.

"You make me feel fucking sexy," Ya Ting
teased him as he fucked her, brushing her long golden hair from her back. She just wanted the old man
to and finish.

Old Zhang, breathing heavily, thrust forward, his stomach slapping against her buttocks with a series of loud thuds, causing Ya Ting's body to
tremble . She nudged Ah Jie beside her and said, "Hey kid, get me a pack of toilet paper from the table."

Ah Jie hesitated for a moment, his gaze leaving Ya Ting's anus, then grabbed a pack of toilet paper from the small table and
placed on her buttocks, continuing his thrusting for a while—

"Yessssss! Fuck me, massive cock!!! Fuck
me!!!" Ya Ting kicked her legs, screaming like she'd taken an aphrodisiac.

"Oh! Oh—oh—fuck your mother!" Old Zhang couldn't help but curse with pleasure, his testicles
contracting , his stomach slapping against her buttocks, his body shuddering, his penis throbbing up and down, the head of his penis hitting her cervix as he ejaculated.

"Cumover?" Ya-ting asked, rubbing her buttocks against the glans inside her vagina, saying, "I'm drinking
out of me."

Old Zhang pulled out some toilet paper from Ya-ting's buttocks, placed it under her vagina, and slowly pulled out his penis, letting
the ejaculated semen flow onto it. He patted Ya-ting's buttocks. "Little sister, let your hand catch it."

"Uncle, you're so annoying, you've wasted so much of my time," Ya-ting said irritably, squatting under the bed with toilet paper under her.

"Alright, little sister, don't be angry. I'll arrange it in advance next time," Uncle Zhang said meekly, then
grinned and said, "Besides, you've been so cooperative, and nothing's happened."

Ya-ting threw the toilet paper containing her semen into the trash can, took a few more sheets to wipe her vulva, stuffed
some inside, glared at him, and walked out of the small room to the toilet.

The following afternoon,

Uncle Zhang, the cleaner at the Wen Hua Suite Building, was wiping the glass door on the first floor with a soft cloth and cleaning agent. The manager, Ah-jie, stood
by the counter and chatted with him.

"This morning, Ms. Lin from the third floor of the tenth floor went missing her motorcycle helmet, so I lent her one," Ah-jie
said. "Later, we checked the security camera footage privately and found out it was that guy next door who took it."

"That hermaphrodite?"

"That's right, that guy. We didn't tell him outright to save face, but he wouldn't admit it. We had to embarrass him by
showing him the security footage before he'd admit it."

"Kid, if you hadn't told me before, I would still think he was a woman. Turns out he's a man, damn it."

"Little Chen on the night shift, I really hate him. He says he never sleeps at night, always coming and going, I don't know what he's doing, and he always gets
into trouble."

"Now I remember," he paused, "that bag of trash in the stairwell on the tenth floor was also carelessly thrown away
by that hermaphrodite, thinking nobody would notice. Damn it! He didn't tie it properly and just threw it there, the bag was filthy
, and a bunch of stuff fell out."

As the two were chatting, blonde, green-eyed Ya-ting and her friend Dai-ling walked in from outside the building and
greeted them together. Ya-ting's cheeks flushed slightly, and she avoided eye contact, while only Dai-ling responded with a giggle.

Dailing had a figure as hot as Yating, both being young women of similar age. Dailing had short black hair, while
Yating had long, dyed blonde hair. Unlike Yating, who wore green contact lenses and dressed like a foreign
woman , Dailing's face looked more youthful than Yating's; although she was an adult, she resembled a teenage schoolgirl.

Old Zhang smiled at Dailing. "Little sister, it's been a while since I've seen you."

"Uncle, me too," Dailing replied with a smile.

Old Zhang grinned, his gaze sweeping from her waist and shapely legs under her shorts before turning to
Yating asking, "When is your friend moving in?"

"Early next month," Yating pouted, tugging at Dailing's sleeve, signaling her to hurry up and leave.

"Oh, right," Dai Ling suddenly remembered and said to A Jie, "Uncle, thank you for helping me find this room."

"If you need any help while you're staying here, you can come to Uncle and Grandpa." A Jie looked at Dai Ling's childish face,
scratched his chin and smiled, then turned to Ya Ting. "We're both very nice people, don't you think, little sister?"

"Mmm..." Ya Ting nodded in response, then tugged at Dai Ling's sleeve and whispered, "Let's go."

Grandpa Zhang and A Jie acted as if nothing had happened between them and Ya Ting yesterday, speaking to her as
usual , but Ya Ting was different.

"Okay, thanks, Uncle." Dai Ling smiled at A Jie, not knowing why Ya Ting was in such a hurry, and was pulled by the hand towards the elevator
.

Grandpa Zhang, taking advantage of Dai Ling's back being turned and not seeing, clenched his fists at his waist, wiggled his hips back and forth, grinning
for Ya Ting, indicating that he had enjoyed sex yesterday afternoon.

Ya-ting glared at Old Zhang, pulled Dai-ling into the elevator compartment, and then closed the door.

"Old man," A-Jie asked, "Do you know that girl? Is she an adult?"

"Dai-ling?"

"That's right, Ya-ting's friend, the one from earlier. I haven't seen her many times, we're not close."

"She's about the same age as Ya-ting, early twenties."

A-Jie recalled Dai-ling's childlike face, her high-pitched voice, and her childish mannerisms.

Although she had a figure as hot as Ya-ting's, he still couldn't quite believe she was an adult.

"Are you sure?" A-Jie asked suspiciously. "That look..."

"Dai Ling's voice is naturally soft and sweet, and with her baby face, it wouldn't be surprising if you
thought she was a child."

Five days later, in the evening, on the third floor of Old Zhang's apartment,

Ah Jie was lying on the small sofa in the living room, wearing only an underwear on top and shorts and boxer shorts pulled down to his ankles
; the blonde, green-eyed Ya Ting was naked except for a thin gauze lingerie, her long hair tied in a ponytail,
kneeling on his lap and the sofa, a towel on the floor, her vagina covering his penis, which was thrusting.
Old Zhang sat on a small single sofa next to Ah Jie.

"Oh, little sister, slow down, slow down—" Ah Jie put his hands on her sides, breathing rapidly, looking
like he couldn't keep up.

"Ohhh! Yeshhhh—ohhhh! Yeshhhh…" Ya Ting ignored him,
her movements abrupt, her hands gripping the back of the sofa, her back straight, her golden ponytail cascading down her back, swinging back and forth.

"Damn it! One number short." Old Zhang said excitedly. Leaning forward, he
placed the glass tabletop, forked a piece of salted chicken from the plate and put it in his mouth, saying while biting, "One
number short, only won the second prize, two tickets, after tax, thirty-two thousand."

"Everything feels so damn good. Ohhh—yes
! Yes! Yesss!!!" she shouted wildly, her buttocks slapping against his
thighs , constantly stroking his penis to extract semen.

"Oh! Oh—oh!—" Ah Jie's buttocks tightened, and his penis, along with his testicles,
was pulled up and ejaculated.

Old Zhang took a sip of iced tea, forked a piece of salted chicken, cucumber slices, and dried tofu, and stuffed them into his mouth
. While eating, he said to Ah Jie indistinctly, "Kid, I think I'm pretty lucky. I've won three times in the last six months."

Ya Ting said proudly, "I'm going to blind you better than anyone
." She held a wet tissue in her hand to the base of his penis,
and as , she held his penis and used it to cushion the ejaculation under his vagina.

"Old man, you're lucky, phew—" Ah Jie said, panting. "Before, I could
only win three hundred dollars at most when I signed a lottery ticket."

"I should go pray." Old Zhang said, getting up and chuckling as he walked to Ah Jie's side to urge him.
"Kid, you move over there.

Sister, it's my turn, my turn."

Ah Jie got up and switched places with Old Zhang, sitting on the single sofa; Old Zhang took off his pants, and a metal rod shot out.
His penis, hard as a rod, sat down.

Ya-ting just wanted to deal with them and leave. She leaned on Old Zhang's shoulder, squatted on his lap,
grabbed his penis with her other hand, pressed the glans against his vulva, and sat down on his lap, sliding the entire penis inside.

Ya-ting twisted her hips in circles, her cervix rubbing against the glans, saying, "You make me
want to be awesome."

"Oh! Oh—he… fucking good!" Old Zhang shouted with a blissful expression.

"Why is it iced tea? Old man, you forgot to buy me beer?" Ah-jie wiped
his wet penis with a wet wipe, forked a piece of salted chicken from the plate, and looked around the table looking for something.

"Oh! Yeahhh—not tastes better than
that nyourcum." Ya-ting pressed her hand on Old Zhang's shoulder, her vagina covering his penis, her legs raised and
her buttocks a piston-like motion.

"Kid, go check your fridge, there should be a few cans left." Old Zhang lifted Ya-ting's thin gauze skirt with both hands,
his rough palms reaching up to grab her swaying breasts.

To keep Ah-jie from keeping the video a secret, Old Zhang encouraged him to join forces to blackmail the blonde, green-eyed Ya-ting.

Ever since Ah-jie last time fucked her vagina without a condom and ejaculated inside her, he had tasted the flavor of that girl and had
become addicted to it Whenever he had the chance, he would arrange with Old Zhang to have Ya-ting come to this old apartment so they could set her up and satisfy their
lust.

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