【Local Desires Abound】(Episode 22) Author: Laughter from the Coffin

Author: Laughter in the Coffin
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Episode 22

Episode Synopsis:

Under the joint training of Zhang Dong and Zuo Xiaoxian, Zhang Dong and three beauties engaged in a 3P in the presidential suite,
successfully breaking through the psychological defenses of the An sisters.

After a night of extreme debauchery, Zhang Dong returned to the villa only to find his "harem" empty, with
only his mute aunt, who had been hiding from him, alone at home...

Chapter 1, A Night of Debauchery (Part 1)

"Don't be nervous, relax, I'll make you feel very comfortable." Zuo Xiaoxian lowered her head and began licking An Xueying's already
burning ear.

As An Xueying trembled nervously, Zuo Xiaoxian applied shower gel to her breasts, kneading and
lifting them a few times, the heavy feel bringing excitement to her eyes.

It had been many years since she had sex, and she had no fond memories of sex, causing An Xueying to instinctively
struggle .

An Xueying was unaware of the immense stimulation this physical movement provided to Zuo Xiaoxian. Under this rubbing, Zuo
Xiaoxian 's hands moved faster and faster, gently kneading and pressing her already hardened nipples.

"Ah!"

An Xueying couldn't help but groan. She had never imagined caresses could feel so pleasurable. At that moment
, her bones felt slightly numb, her body convulsing, and her slight struggles ceased.

"Just relax, I'll make you feel very comfortable. Xuening loves it when I touch her like this."

Zuo Xiaoxian kissed An Xueying's flushed face, seeing her become increasingly dazed in his arms, and his hands
worked even harder on her breasts.

Zuo Xiaoxian had reached the pinnacle of skill in arousing a woman.

While kissing and caressing, Zuo Xiaoxian applied shower gel to their bodies, making the skin-to-skin friction smoother,
simultaneously driving An Xueying to a state of ecstasy, almost losing her ability to think.

An Xueying, who was already mentally prepared, let out a soft moan. She couldn't believe that being played with by a woman could feel so good.
Those soft hands seemed to have a magical power, roaming her entire body and sending electric shock-like pleasure through her, a pleasure she couldn't
resist.

An Xueying's original rationality, restraint, and sense of shame had already been shattered by An Xuening's persuasion, and now,
being held and played with by Zuo Xiaoxian, they crumbled instantly.

Perhaps out of desperation, An Xueying stopped resisting, closed her eyes, bit her lip, and
moaned softly , enjoying the irresistible pleasure of the caresses.

"Yes, don't be nervous, just like that..." Zuo Xiaoxian kept coaxing An Xueying, speaking in a mesmerizing voice.
Under Zuo Xiaoxian's skillful teasing, An Xueying felt dizzy, her body completely at Zuo Xiaoxian's mercy.
Having no experience, she had already succumbed; she had never imagined that she would like this wonderful feeling.

An Xueying's eyes were half-open as she watched An Xuening intimately cuddling with a strange man. This erotic scene undeniably
spoke of absurd realities, yet she was powerless to resist. The shame arising from her twisted mindset only
intensified her physical pleasure.

The two women's kiss was incredibly beautiful, especially when the water flowed over their snow-white naked bodies, making their wet
hair cling to their skin—it was breathtaking. Their faces flushed with passion, and their naked bodies writhed, their skin
turning a rosy white.

This series of changes undoubtedly spurred lust, allowing desire to begin to sprout and flourish.

As An Xueying couldn't help but moan aloud, her sister collapsed into Zhang Dong's arms.

A long, passionate kiss ignited An Xuening's desire, almost suffocating her.
When , she felt dizzy; the difference between the tension in her heart and the reality was too great. There was no initial
disgust or resistance; instead, this intense beauty made her faint, and in that instant, she understood why men and women could also experience pleasure
together .

An Xuening stubbornly loved Zuo Xiaoxian, so much so that even if Zuo Xiaoxian asked her to throw herself into a man's arms, she
would still do it without hesitation, except for jealousy. However, now a subtle change was beginning to occur in her mind. She hoped that this was not
just passively enduring, but that she could actively try to understand Zuo Xiaoxian's feelings and try to understand why Zuo Xiaoxian liked
Zhang Dong so much.

It's very difficult for a lesbian who hates men to change.
An Xuening , but seeing Zuo Xiaoxian's willing devotion to Zhang Dong, she subconsciously longed
to understand whether this psychological change was as happy and alluring as it seemed on the surface.

The panic and unease in An Xuening's eyes gradually disappeared, and the misty fog in her eyes began to swirl. She dared
to look Zhang Dong directly in the eye.

At this moment, Zhang Dong lowered his head, panting heavily, and kissed An Xuening's fair and delicate neck amidst her passionate moans,
deliberately and wantonly licking it, savoring the incomparably moving taste of this body.

The moans of the two sisters rose and fell, their bodies growing hot under the stimulation of different sensations, gradually
forgetting how shameful the scene was.

Zuo Xiaoxian kissed An Xueying's cherry-like lips, savoring them. Amidst An Xueying's seemingly convulsing tension, her hands
kneaded . Her gaze couldn't help but drift towards Zhang Dong. Although she was also restless,
seeing An Xuening's ecstatic expression, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The force of the water made proper foreplay impossible. Even though they could have sex directly, the lack of foreplay was a drawback. So,
while Zhang Dong caressed An Xuening's firm breasts, he hissed, "Come on, over there."

"Mmm..."

An Xuening groaned weakly, looking up and her face flushed instantly.

There stood a huge inflatable bed, seemingly placed there specifically for sex.

Zhang Dong carried An Xuening to the inflatable bed and tossed her onto it.

Just as Zhang Dong, his eyes red, was about to press down on her, An Xuening suddenly sat up straight, panting, and said ,
"Boss, you...you lie down."

"Don't call me boss anymore," Zhang Dong shook his head and said, "I'm your husband.
You'll have to change your address when it's inside me."

As he spoke, Zhang Dong wiggled his huge member.

An Xuening's face flushed slightly, and she gave Zhang Dong a rare, charming smile, saying softly, "That depends on
Sister Xiaoxian's consent, after all, you're her man. Anyway, you lie down first!"

An Xuening's last sentence was so coquettish that Zhang Dong instantly felt his bones go weak.

Seeing An Xuening's seductive gaze, Zhang Dong couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement. He wondered if he could enjoy An Xuening's initiative on their first time
making , so he immediately lay down obediently, smiling at her.

An Xuening, her face flushed, picked up a bottle of essential oil from beside the inflatable bed and said somewhat shyly, "
Sister Xian men's and women's erogenous zones are actually quite similar, so she wanted me to give you an oil massage. Sister Xian really likes
this, I wonder if you like it, boss?"

"Come on, let's try it first."

Zhang Dong's breath hitched instantly. Looking at An Xuening's full, elastic breasts and incredibly hot
figure , he nodded vigorously, his manhood throbbing with excitement.

Zhang Dong was overjoyed. He had thought enjoying An Xuening's lesbian relationship would be a bit boring, but she was so
proactive. Zhang Dong was instantly flattered.

An Xuening didn't know why she was so bold. She was indeed very nervous facing a man for the first time, but
undoubtedly, this kiss satisfied her greatly.

Actually, An Xuening wasn't ignorant about sex; what confused her was what sex between men and women
would be like. With Zuo Xiaoxian's guidance, she decided to try something, not passively letting herself be manipulated, but actively
participating.

An Xuening subconsciously glanced at An Xueying, hoping that by setting a good example, she could help An Xueying accept
this reality, or at least hope that this reality wouldn't bring her any pain. After all, sex should be a pleasurable experience, and
Zhang Dong's gentle attitude had already put her at ease, giving her the courage to be passionate and proactive, thus reducing An Xueying's
psychological burden.

Just like when An Xuening coaxed An Xueying to take her medication, since there was no other way, enjoying pleasure
was better than enduring pain. Therefore, An Xuening wanted to change An Xueying's perspective, letting her enjoy the pleasure of sex
instead of seeing it as painful with shame.

With this thought, An Xuening smiled gently, her eyes
softening . As An Xuening poured essential oil onto Zhang Dong, she whispered, "Boss, don't move around too much yet. This is
a game we women enjoy. See if you're comfortable with it."

"No problem, come on!" Zhang Dong chuckled lewdly.

Watching An Xuening's small mouth open and close as she spoke, Zhang Dong had thought since watching her perform oral sex on Zuo Xiaoxian
that such a nimble tongue would be incredibly pleasurable.

At that moment, An Xueying let out a soft, seductive moan that sent chills down their spines.

Zhang Dong and An Xuening instinctively looked over, their breaths quickening upon seeing what she was doing.

Under Zuo Xiaoxian's teasing, An Xueying had become increasingly docile, half-heartedly resisting, and leaning weakly against
the wall . Zuo Xiaoxian lowered her head, one hand caressing An Xueying's breast, her cherry-like mouth sucking on her nipple.
Zuo Xiaoxian's teasing was skillful and intense. An Xueying bit her lower lip, unable to hold back her moans. Her face flushed, her cheeks tinged
with ecstasy, yet her eyes held disbelief. She couldn't believe her body was so sensitive, nor
could believe she could feel such pleasure under a woman's teasing. But undeniably, she no longer rejected this
pleasure.

To accommodate the anxious feelings of the An Xueying sisters, Zhang Dong and Zuo Xiaoxian each took turns with one, which proved
very effective.

At this moment, An Xueying's body was limp, allowing Zuo Xiaoxian to play with her. Apart from shy trembling and moans, she couldn't
react in any other way.

Actually, An Xueying was also nervous and uneasy at first, but under Zuo Xiaoxian's skillful caresses, she gradually relaxed. Even though
she was ashamed to see An Xuening's condition, it didn't stop her from opening her heart step by step.

Under the separate caresses, the anxious An Xueying sisters gradually relaxed, their actions and physical
reactions being the best proof.

The cool essential oil felt smooth and comfortable on his skin, and Zhang Dong couldn't help but groan in pleasure.
Following An Xuening's instructions, he put his hands behind his head and spread his legs wide.

An Xuening smiled and poured the essential oil over Zhang Dong, saying softly, "Boss, spread your legs a little wider.
Are you shy?"

Zhang Dong rolled his eyes, thinking: It's all to accommodate your feelings!

Despite his thoughts, Zhang Dong obediently spread his legs.

When An Xuening poured the essential oil onto Zhang Dong's groin, flowing over his penis, down his testicles, and onto his anus,
the slippery sensation was incredibly stimulating. Zhang Dong groaned in pleasure; after all, this method was
novel for him.

After covering Zhang Dong with the essential oil, An Xuening blushed and began applying it to herself. Her already sexy
and alluring body looked glistening with the oil, making Zhang Dong swallow hard.

Zhang Dong's lecherous look amused An Xuening and made her relax. Perhaps it was
a change ; before, she would feel utterly disgusted when men looked at her with lust, but at this moment, a
sense of pride welled up within her.

"Don't move, or I'll get nervous too..." An Xuening murmured shyly, then twisted her slender waist
and wrapped herself around him.

The moment their skin touched, the smooth sensation made Zhang Dong shudder with pleasure.

Zhang Dong's reaction surprised An Xuening slightly, but then she smiled charmingly, placed her hands on Zhang Dong's chest,
pressed her smooth body against him, and said breathlessly, "Don't move!"

"Yes!" Zhang Dong nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

An Xuening took a deep breath, placed her hands on Zhang Dong's shoulders, and lay on top of him. His hard, erect
penis pressed against her thigh, its hardness and heat sending a shiver through her. Even though she still couldn't
look directly at it , she could feel the urge and power of this massive thing, making her head spin. She gritted her teeth and began
to twist her slender waist.

Feeling An Xuening's movements, Zhang Dong gasped in pleasure.

An Xuening's eyes were half-closed, and her movements were initially very slight, as if testing Zhang Dong's reaction.
But seeing Zhang Dong's contorted expression of pleasure, she seemed greatly encouraged, and her movements became more
intense , unable to hold back her moans.

The sensory stimulation from their bodies rubbing against each other was extremely intense, especially the clear feeling of An Xuening's
breasts against his body, her already aroused nipples rubbing against his skin. The feeling was subtle yet incredibly pleasurable, and
Zhang Dong couldn't help but tense his legs. The process was so pleasurable that he restrained the urge to make a move, enjoying
An Xuening's proactive service.

At first, she was a little nervous and shy, but after all, she had done it countless times before. Once An Xuening felt her body...
When she was hot and aroused, her movements became increasingly skillful. Her hands gripped Zhang Dong's shoulders, twisting her body
like a captivating dance, carrying a silent allure. Her panting became the perfect accompaniment.

Zhang Dong and An Xuening's breathing grew increasingly rapid, and An Xuening became more and more uninhibited. Her eyes were hazy as she
slowly released her hands, her body beginning to twist downwards. Her full breasts, the best weapon to stimulate desire, began
to roam over Zhang Dong's entire body.

Zhang Dong couldn't help but gasp, his eyes widening, completely unable to believe that such a wonderful feeling came from his first
encounter with a man.

An Xuening twisted her body downwards, her full breasts not only reaching Zhang Dong's crotch but also pressing against his
thighs, pushing back and forth.

That incredibly smooth feeling drove Zhang Dong almost mad. Even though An Xuening shyly avoided his genitals,
the impact was still extremely intense.

Amidst the friction of their bodies, only rapid breathing provided punctuation. Both gradually became intoxicated, their hearts pounding
uncontrollably . The scene of flesh rubbing together, glistening with oil, was particularly erotic, offering a visually stunning impact.

While Zhang Dong was enjoying himself, An Xueying, in a daze, witnessed this scene. Seeing her usually
dignified and sister writhing so alluringly against a man, she felt both shocked and stimulated.

Zuo Xiaoxian tightly embraced An Xueying, kissing her red lips, panting as she seduced her like a devil:
"Look how comfortable Xuening is now. Making love with a man isn't scary. She was very
happy with me before. So many times she's writhing like this against me. You have no idea how sensitive your sister's body is. Just
this kind of friction is enough for her to reach the climax she's always dreamed of."

An Xueying let out a soft moan, feeling almost driven mad by the stimulation of this erotic atmosphere, losing all shame and
reason.

Just then, Zuo Xiaoxian, holding An Xueying, slowly took a step forward and whispered seductively, "Let's go over there
. Don't be nervous anymore. You might find this shameful, but I promise you, as long as you don't refuse, you'll
experience unprecedented pleasure."

An Xueying took the first step as if possessed, making Zuo Xiaoxian smile excitedly. After washing
the soap , she pushed her slowly closer to Zhang Dong and An Xueying.

With each step, An Xueying's body trembled slightly, her breathing became rapid, and her steps
stiffened . After all, for the conservative An Xueying, witnessing An Xueying's fiery and alluring movements so close was incredibly stimulating,
making her both afraid and shy.

The training process was initially going smoothly, but Zuo Xiaoxian couldn't ignore An Xueying's emotional changes. After all,
this debauched night wasn't just about playing with the bodies of the An Xueying sisters, but also about training their souls.
Besides physical invasion, their response was also needed. So even though Zuo Xiaoxian was already aroused, she gritted
her teeth and held her as she soaked in the cool bathwater.

Seeing Zuo Xiaoxian and An Xueying soaking in the bathtub, Zhang Dong was immediately disappointed, but the An sisters seemed to breathe a sigh of relief
at the same time .

Under Zuo Xiaoxian's guidance, An Xueying leaned over the edge of the tub, shyly watching Zhang Dong and An Xuening's
actions.

An Xuening, trying to calm herself, who was always hesitant to touch a man's penis, whispered, "Boss,
turn around, I'll help you push from behind."

It seemed An Xuening still had a psychological barrier, unable to look directly at a man's penis. Zhang Dong didn't want to force her, and knowing
An Xueying was nearby, An Xuening was somewhat awkward.

Zhang Dong groaned comfortably, immediately rolled over, and lay face down on the inflatable bed, while simultaneously glancing to the side,
wanting to see what other tricks the skilled Zuo Xiaoxian had up her sleeve.

However, An Xuening only hesitated slightly before gritting her teeth, ignoring An Xueying's presence, pressing her full breasts
against Zhang Dong's back, and beginning to move her body.

This time, An Xuening shyly closed her eyes, her hands trembling as she stroked Zhang Dong's back and broad shoulders, feeling
the distinct strength of his masculine body. When she wasn't repulsed, she could feel
the impact of Zhang Dong's masculine physique.

An Xuening moaned and twisted her body, while Zhang Dong's breathing became erratic with pleasure, feeling the elastic
breasts moving against his body. Each squeeze was incredibly pleasurable, his nipples were completely engorged
and hard, and he could feel An Xuening's trembling body; clearly, this action also gave her physical stimulation.

"Boss, you're so strong..." An Xuening murmured breathlessly.

With her eyes closed, An Xuening seemed to have no psychological burden, and her twisting became even more pronounced, her breasts
not missing a single spot, her legs, feet, and even her hips twisting with all her might.

The sensation was both itchy and numb, making Zhang Dong dizzy and almost driving him mad. The subtle stimulation triggered
a sensitive reaction in his body, making him feel as if his body was about to cramp. The feeling of extreme urge yet being forced to suppress it was
particularly intense. Each pleasurable stimulation was a form of torture, yet he couldn't move lest he interrupt
the wonderful sensation brought by An Xuening's alluring movements.

"Ah..."

An Xuening couldn't help but groan, and her movements slowed down due to the pleasure.

Although An Xuening felt a little embarrassed, she couldn't deny that the sensation of her sensitive breasts rubbing against the man's
body was intense. This was a first for her, different from the softness and smoothness of a woman's body.
It lacked the beautiful eroticism but had a more direct and rough stimulation.

Panting, her body grew hotter and hotter, but the clarity of the pleasure also made her weak. However, An Xuening
still twisted her body, and her movements didn't change in the slightest despite the slowing down. She remained as alluring and charming as ever.

Soaking in the bathtub, less than a foot away from An Xuening, watching her incredibly sexy figure, An Xueying's eyes
widened in surprise. Undeniably, the allure of An Xuening's swaying body was intense. Even
as a woman herself, An Xuening felt a visual shock, unable to resist glancing at her private parts, her heart racing at
An Xuening

's sensual movements. Although An Xueying had always known An Xuening had a great figure, she had never imagined An Xuening could be so captivating when swaying on a man's
body , leaving her stunned.

Zuo Xiaoxian, sensing An Xueying's rapid breathing and trembling, immediately hugged her from behind, licking her
ear and breathing hot air, saying, "What's wrong? Haven't you ever seen Xuening like this before? Don't you think
Xuening is so sexy? She sways like a bewitching enchantress."

"Yes…"

An Xueying nodded subconsciously.

As Zuo Xiaoxian licked her, An Xueying felt a tingling sensation run through her bones. She leaned softly against Zuo Xiaoxian
, feeling a double pleasure from the sensual impact of An Xuening before her and
the pressure . Her mind began to spin.

"You should try it too, it feels really good," Zuo Xiaoxian tempted her as she began to move. One
hand reached under An Xueying's ribs, grasping and kneading her full breasts, her fingers gently pressing her nipples.

An Xuening shuddered, the wonderful sensation washing over her again. She couldn't help but moan, collapsing into
Zuo Xiaoxian's arms. When she felt another slender arm moving down towards her lower body, she stiffened slightly.

"Don't be nervous, I'll make you feel very comfortable." Zuo Xiaoxian's hand slid over An Xueying's lower abdomen, pressed against her
breasts , and licked her ear, seductively enticing her, further stimulating her with lewd and wanton words:
"Just like Xuening, I love it when she massages me with oil and then lies down and gives me oral sex. And what she
loves is this, me hugging her from behind and slowly playing with her tender vulva. Last time she had an orgasm so good she cried,
and she even squirted. Maybe you two sisters will react the same way, maybe you'll like
being played with like this by me even more than Xuening!"

Zuo Xiaoxian's obscene and lewd words made An Xueying freeze instantly, her breathing becoming erratic in shock. Under Zuo Xiaoxian
's caresses, she unconsciously parted her legs.

Zuo Xiaoxian smiled excitedly, her fingers slowly moving between An Xueying's legs, gently pressing her two plump
and tightly closed labia.

"Ah!"

An Xueying couldn't help but tremble, her mind going completely blank as Zuo Xiaoxian's finger
eagerly invaded her tender, untouched orifice underwater.

"So tight, just like a virgin's. My husband will definitely love it."

Zuo Xiaoxian caressed An Xueying while kissing her, licking her soft, delicate tongue.
One hand felt the flesh of her breasts, while the other skillfully played with this shy, enchanting place. Not only did her middle finger
push aside the tender flesh's shy protection and begin to probe inside, but her other fingers were also busy, pressing
and scraping the sensitive labia.

Under this skillful manipulation, An Xueying let out a cry, her expression contorted, her mouth slightly open as
she breathed Even biting her lower lip, she still managed to utter muffled moans: "No... don't dig, no
... itchy, ah..."

An Xueying's delicate voice made her moans particularly beautiful, each sound like a demonic whisper, driving one's soul to the brink of collapse.

The shy and reserved An Xuening's moans were surprisingly alluring. Not only was Zuo Xiaoxian instantly invigorated, but even
Zhang Dong and An Xuening, entangled nearby, were excited. It seemed her moans were the
prelude to tonight's absurdity.

Zuo Xiaoxian climbed onto An Xueying's back, rubbing her full breasts against her, feeling the pleasure of her sensitive nipples brushing against her
pink skin. She excitedly played with An Xueying's body with her hands, licking her lips while enjoying
the spectacle. This incredibly lewd atmosphere made her legs feel wet.

The air mattress was stained with a lot of essential oil, their bodies sticky and greasy. As they rubbed against each other, their lust
reached its peak.

An Xuening, witnessing An Xueying being played with by her beloved, finally couldn't help but let out a soft moan, her eyes filled with seductive allure as she whimpered
, "I can't take it anymore... Fuck me... It's itchy... Fuck me..."

An Xuening's words were filled with a frantic jealousy, yet still made one's blood boil.

At this moment, Zhang Dong's desire reached its peak. Looking at this sexy beauty covered in oil, how could he possibly
restrain himself ? He suddenly sat up, pushed her onto the inflatable bed, licked his lips, and stroked his already throbbing
member a few times. The lust in his eyes was so intense that he wanted to devour her.

"Husband, fuck me... harder..." An Xuening twisted her body seductively, moaning in a daze of passion.
Her long legs were spread apart in an M shape, exposing her pink and tender vulva, waiting for Zhang Dong's invasion.

Her hairless, tender vulva was incredibly pink, glistening with what looked like either love juice or essential oil. Her labia minora were exceptionally plump, and
one could vaguely see the tender flesh writhing inside. Trembling with passion, she was so beautiful that one wanted to devour her whole.

Zhang Dong couldn't help but swallow hard. His eyes reddened as he pressed down, gripping the head of his penis
and rubbing it against An Xuening's tender, alluring vulva. He thrust forward impatiently, the head instantly entering her soft opening. The smooth, tight
sensation made Zhang Dong's mind go blank.

"Ah...husband...is it...comfortable?"

An Xuening's moans were particularly intense due to her intense jealousy. Her body trembled dramatically, her eyes
wide . It was her first time having sex with a man, and the overwhelming stimulation made her reaction exceptionally sensitive.

"Very comfortable, you're so tight and hot down there..." Zhang Dong responded with lewd words, grabbing and kneading
An Xuening's breasts with both hands. He thrust forward, pushing aside the protective flesh, invading her
beautiful .

But Zhang Dong's lewd words weren't a lie. An Xuening's vulva was indeed very tight, the contractions of her flesh seemingly
more powerful from exercise, like countless hands caressing her, making Zhang Dong feel dizzy.

"Ah, it hurts...it's sore..."

An Xuening groaned continuously, seemingly in pain yet clearly enjoying it.

Amidst these intermittent groans, Zhang Dong let out a long, comfortable breath. His penis was fully inserted, the powerful squeeze of her plump,
tender flesh feeling incredibly pleasurable, especially with the intense trembling of her body, which further aroused
the beast within him.

Zhang Dong couldn't hold back any longer. With a muffled roar, he grabbed An Xuening's breasts and began thrusting, abandoning
the usual three shallow thrusts followed by one deep one. The allure of her body was simply too intense; the desire suppressed all night
erupted like a volcano, impossible to suppress. Now, Zhang Dong only wanted to fuck her hard, enjoying
the pleasure this seductive body brought him.

"Ah, so...deep, no...ah!"

Even with her mature body, it was still her first time with a man. Before An Xuening could even experience the heartache and melancholy,
Zhang Dong began his powerful thrusts. The sensation was unlike the gentle, tender feeling between women; it was particularly fierce, powerful, and fast,
like a conquest. The instant pleasure almost made An Xuening faint.

"So good!" Zhang Dong couldn't help but let out a muffled roar, adjusting his angle before continuing to thrust. His enormous
member pounded powerfully against her sexy body with each stroke.

Amidst the intense contractions of her flesh, An Xuening had no time for sadness, for the pleasure brought by Zhang Dong's powerful thrusts was simply...
Too intense, so intense it tore apart all thoughts and sorrow.

At this moment, An Xuening couldn't help but writhe, crying out, a mixture
of incoherent ramblings and jealous venting, her voice alluring yet deliberately unrestrained hysteria: "Ah, husband...you're too
strong ...you're killing me, inside me...ah!"

"Do you like it when your husband fucks you hard..." Zhang Dong roared, his eyes already red, his hands
kneading An Xuening's breasts as he thrust forcefully, each stroke almost exhausting his strength.

"I like it, ah...so, so much..." An Xuening let out a moan like a sob, broken
and filled with endless sensuality: "So, so good...being fucked by Sister Xian's man...ah, you, you fuck
Sister Xian like this too? It's so sour..."

The loud slapping of flesh against flesh was deafening, each thrust almost making one's bones melt.
Zhang Dong, panting heavily, focused intently on An Xuening, each thrust exerting all his strength, reaching the
very her cervix. He knew that no matter how proactive An Xuening appeared, her mind was still in turmoil.
He couldn't think of pity now; it was all about one thing—fuck. He wanted to use intense sex to overwhelm her thoughts, to give her a powerful orgasm, to make
her willingly submit to him.

The frenzied sex, the physical pleasure, was intoxicating; the primal joy had destroyed any unnecessary
thoughts.

The two bodies collided, the man's panting and the woman's moans mingling with the sounds of flesh against flesh, like
the most intoxicating melody, breathtaking and awe-inspiring.

Watching this scene, Zuo Xiaoxian felt a chill run down her spine, fidgeting nervously, and licking
her lips, wishing she were the one lying beneath Zhang Dong.

Zhang Dong deliberately adjusted his position so that Zuo Xiaoxian and An Xueying could see more clearly. When he lifted one leg
and thrust hard, they could clearly see how his penis penetrated deeply with each thrust, drawing
out more and more love juice.

An Xueying was aroused by this scene. Seeing An Xuening's frenzied state and hearing her hysterical
moans , coupled with the constant manipulation of her body, the double stimulation made every cell in her body seem restless
. A wave of intense pleasure surged through her bones, quickly gathering in her lower body. She couldn't help but let out a soft cry, leaning over
the edge of the bathtub, her body trembling violently.

Noticing An Xueying's change, Zuo Xiaoxian suppressed her arousal and
moved , rapidly thrusting in and out, pinching her sensitive clitoris.
The rhythmic movements seemed to mimic Zhang Dong's. She gripped An Xueying's breast tightly with one hand, fiercely kissing her neck and
sucking

"Ah! Ah...no, ah...don't, ah, don't pinch..."

Overwhelmed by passion, An Xueying couldn't hold back any longer. After a sobbing moan, her body convulsed violently,
her mind blank. Her upper body went limp, slumped against the edge of the bathtub, her hair disheveled, her face
filled with disbelief, her mouth agape as she breathed rapidly, her snow-white body covered in a pinkish flush of desire.

"So fast..." Zuo Xiaoxian laughed triumphantly, slowly withdrawing her fingers from An Xueying's tender opening,
looking at the glistening love juice before licking them with her tongue, seemingly savoring the fruits of her
victory .

An Xueying was so overwhelmed with pleasure she almost fainted. She couldn't believe she had climaxed so quickly under a woman's ministrations.
Hearing Zuo Xiaoxian's teasing words, she didn't even have the strength to speak. In the midst of this intense stimulation,
she felt no shame whatsoever. Every cell in her body seemed to be immersed in paradise, the sensation so exquisite it felt like
her bones were about to crumble.

An unhappy marriage had never given An Xueying any of the wonderful sensations a woman could experience. Although she occasionally masturbated, it
was merely to dispel the physical heat and restlessness. She had never experienced such intense pleasure, almost to the point of ecstasy.

An Xueying lay motionless by the bathtub, only occasional twitches indicating she was still
at the peak of her orgasm.

An Xuening seemed excited upon hearing An Xueying's suppressed moans, crying out as if in tears,
her body convulsing violently as she reached her first orgasm—her first orgasm beneath a man.

An Xuening whimpered as if crying; the sensation was intense, unlike the sweet tenderness of a woman's touch.
The man 's sexual instrument and rough strength were more impactful. The helpless submission of being violated, the
almost soul-stirring sensation of being struck, every cell in her body jumping with excitement—under the onslaught of pleasure, she felt almost
insane.

An Xuening's vagina contracted incessantly, her uterus seemingly biting at the glans.
As the hot love fluid gushed out, Zhang Dong let out a groan of pleasure, hesitating whether to give her post-orgasmic caresses or continue enjoying the pleasure brought by this
frenzied thrusting.

Like An Xueying, An Xuening's body instantly went limp, twitching intermittently. The two sisters were played with
to the point of orgasm almost simultaneously, experiencing both physical stimulation and the visual impact of watching each other.

The sight of their jade-like bodies lying there was undoubtedly alluring. Zuo Xiaoxian could no longer restrain herself, abandoning An Xueying and coming over
to hug Zhang Dong from behind, rubbing against him, moaning in a delirious voice, "Husband, is it good... I broke Xuening's hymen
, it's her first time being fucked by a man..."

"It's good!" Zhang Dong's voice was already hoarse. Looking at An Xuening beneath him, who was completely powerless due to the intense orgasm
, he felt Zuo Xiaoxian's rapid breathing and couldn't help but pull out his penis, pressing Zuo Xiaoxian
onto An Xuening. "Sister Xian..."

An Xuening was pressed down, and the familiar flesh rubbed against her, causing her sensitive body to tremble instantly. She couldn't help but
open her arms and wrap them around Zuo Xiaoxian's neck.

Zuo Xiaoxian took the opportunity to grasp An Xuening's breasts and kiss them, whispering, "Xuening, you
looked so beautiful when you were moaning just now. It made Sister Xian wet down there..."

The passionate wet kiss replaced the caresses after the orgasm, and An Xuening was as happy as a child being praised.

Zuo Xiaoxian lay on top of An Xuening, slowly kneeling up, swaying her firm, perky buttocks, spreading her legs, and
moaning thirstily and passionately, "Husband, fuck me, fuck me... just like before... Xiaoxian can't
take it anymore..."

Chapter Two, The Lewd Night (Part Two)

Without Zuo Xiaoxian saying anything, Zhang Dong had already become a beast. Seeing the wet patch between Zuo Xiaoxian's legs, he immediately
leaned against the entrance of her tender hole, slapping her fair, perky buttocks with one hand, and roared, "You little..."
"You little vixen, you dare to play with a woman your husband hasn't even played with yet? I'll fuck you to death!"

"Come...husband...punish me hard...ah!" Before Zuo Xiaoxian could finish her passionate words,
she let an uncontrollable scream.

Zhang Dong had already penetrated to the hilt, and thanks to the ample love fluid, entry was very smooth.

Zhang Dong held Zuo Xiaoxian's upturned buttocks with both hands and kept thrusting in and out, pumping hard,
venting the desire he hadn't released on An Xuening on Zuo Xiaoxian. Every thrust was powerful, every thrust proclaiming the masculinity and power of
a man .

"Good, husband...thick...so full...ah!" Zuo Xiaoxian moaned wildly, hugging An Xuening tightly
and kissing her. Their two soft tongues intertwined, showing unparalleled passion.

The two sexy bodies embraced tightly, their moans almost in unison as they kissed, their breasts pressing
against each other , the engorged and hardened nipples rubbing together, bringing intense pleasure.

Her body was already very sensitive after an orgasm, and with Zuo Xiaoxian playing with her like this, An Xuening almost
fainted from passion. Her hands caressed Zuo Xiaoxian's beautiful buttocks, squeezing the firm, elastic flesh.

The two bodies swayed in unison, creating a visually intense impact.

Zhang Dong let out a muffled roar, straddling Zuo Xiaoxian's back, one hand grabbing her swaying breast, the other
grabbing An Xuening's trembling breast, kneading it forcefully. The speed and force of his thrusts
increased uncontrollably .

"Ah, you dead husband...you're really going to fuck me to death, ah..." Zuo Xiaoxian moaned hysterically.

The scene of the three bodies intertwined was witnessed by An Xueying, who had just regained her senses. Having experienced
the pleasure , she was less resistant, watching with surprise. Despite her recent satisfaction, her body was still weak,
and an uncontrollable heat was rising within her.

Although An Xuening was also confused and infatuated, she gradually calmed down. When Zuo Xiaoxian was too exhausted
to kiss her, a soft light flashed in her eyes, and she began to lick Zuo Xiaoxian's swaying breasts. While licking her nipples,
she reached down to their groin and gently pressed and kneaded Zuo Xiaoxian's clitoris.

An Xuening knew Zuo Xiaoxian's body very well and knew how to give her the most wonderful pleasure.

"Ah...you rascal...don't pinch...you, you..." Zuo Xiaoxian felt as if she had been electrocuted,
her moans becoming more intense, and she couldn't help but shake her head, looking even more wild.

Even though Zhang Dong's thrusts were relentless, Zuo Xiaoxian still responded by swaying her beautiful buttocks, seemingly hoping to
gain more pleasure from these wild movements.

An Xuening smiled mischievously, stretching out her tongue to lick the swaying nipples, and kneading the clitoris
even more vigorously.

"You bastard Xue Ning...you're such a traitor! Ah...it's so sour...husband, harder...I...I..."

Zuo Xiaoxian's cries were almost hysterical and frantic, her body trembling uncontrollably.

Zhang Dong could feel Zuo Xiaoxian's vagina beginning to contract, her uterus trembling, a gush of hot love fluid pouring
onto his glans, almost like a climax, an astonishing amount.

"Ah..."

Having been aroused for too long, her body was too sensitive. Under this extremely intense thrusting, Zuo Xiaoxian felt her vision go black, and
after the spasms of orgasm, she collapsed softly onto An Xue Ning, her full breasts pressing down on An Xue Ning so hard she almost suffocated.

Doused with the scalding love fluid, Zhang Dong could no longer restrain himself. His prostate throbbed, he groaned, and abruptly
pulled out his penis. He walked up to them, looking at Zuo Xiaoxian's face, ecstatic in her orgasm, and at An Xuening's
aroused yet somewhat infatuated expression. He stroked her hard a few times, then felt a wave of dizziness wash over him.
His cervical spine felt like it was about to break under the onslaught of pleasure. His glans opened, throbbing, and milky white semen spurted out,
each so powerful, almost shooting his soul out of his body.

Zuo Xiaoxian closed her eyes, panting, letting the semen spray onto her pretty face.

An Xuening, who had just escaped from Zuo Xiaoxian's breasts, was also inevitably sprayed with semen. Apart from a surprised "Ah!"
, she offered no resistance, her eyes glazed as she hugged Zuo Xiaoxian tightly, letting the man's secretions defile her face.

One, two, each thrust nearly draining his body. Six ejaculations left Zhang Dong's
vision blurring, his legs giving way instantly, and he knelt beside Zuo Xiaoxian and An Xuening's heads, his body trembling slightly.

An Xueying watched in horror. In fact, it was to further stimulate her that Zhang Dong hadn't chosen internal ejaculation,
but instead opted for a double penetration with facial ejaculation.

Seeing his semen covering the two beauties' wet hair and flushed, satisfied faces,
Zhang Dong felt an overwhelming sense of wicked pleasure, a powerful feeling of conquest.

The two beauties, panting heavily from the facial ejaculation, were being caressed by An Xuening after Zuo Xiaoxian's orgasm. As they kissed
, Zhang Dong felt less stiff and turned to give An Xueying a wild, excited smile.

An Xueying lowered her head shyly, her breathing rapid and her mind reeling. She couldn't imagine what it would feel like to be penetrated
so forcefully; she feared she would be even more pathetic. Even being played with like this, she couldn't resist and
could only let Zhang Dong do as he pleased.

Never before had she imagined sex could be so absurd. Being played with by a woman and experiencing an unprecedented climax, and this
enchanting night inevitably involving Zhang Dong, An Xueying felt her mind go blank. But perhaps because of An Xuening
's constant seduction, she felt no resistance whatsoever, only shyness. Instead, she began to wonder what
kind of pleasure such debauchery would bring.

Zhang Dong couldn't help but smile provocatively, grabbing Zuo Xiaoxian's hair to stop them from kissing.

Looking at Zuo Xiaoxian's protruding little tongue, Zhang Dong felt a surge of desire, placing his glans,
wet with her love juice and semen, to her lips.

Zuo Xiaoxian licked it without hesitation, her soft tongue caressing the still-erect glans.

This scene shocked An Xueying. Although she already knew about oral sex, seeing it
presented in such an obscene way challenged her conservative mindset.

If it were just a simple man and woman, perhaps any kind of romantic encounter would be normal, but
when Zhang Dong and the other two did this, the erotic impact far exceeded An Xueying's imagination.

In her dazed state, Zuo Xiaoxian was so submissive that she wanted to swallow his manhood.

However, Zhang Dong smiled teasingly, pulled back, looked down at the somewhat hesitant An Xuening, and brought
his glans close to her face, tempting her, "Xuening, lick your husband clean, it's a family rule."

The mixture of semen and vaginal fluid exuded a sensual scent, making her heart tremble, yet also possessing an irresistible
allure. An Xuening looked at An Xueying shyly.

At this moment, Zuo Xiaoxian opened her eyes, looking at An Xuening with a half-smile.

An Xuening mustered her courage, parted her lips slightly, and took the glans into her mouth, sucking and swallowing with a naive and awkward manner.

"Not bad, lick it clean, eat Xiaoxian's love juice and your husband's semen... Your tongue is so nimble..."
Zhang Dong exaggeratedly took a breath, encouragingly stroking An Xuening's head, deliberately using vulgar and lewd words to stimulate
the two sisters.

An Xuening simply closed her eyes and began to lick earnestly and curiously.

Just now, An Xuening didn't even dare to look, but after extreme satisfaction, she accepted
the fact , and her change in mentality was obvious.

An Xuening had given Zuo Xiaoxian oral sex before, so her tongue was naturally very nimble, and the slightly awkward sucking made
Zhang Dong feel very good.

While enjoying An Xuening's oral sex, Zhang Dong glanced at An Xueying.

Although An Xueying felt embarrassed, she still stole glances at Zhang Dong, her curious and shocked
expression making people feel excited.

At this moment, Zuo Xiaoxian came to her senses, giggled, and understood Zhang Dong's intention. She coquettishly said, "
Honey , I want to lick your cock too. Can I have it in my mouth?"

"You little vixen..." Zhang Dong smiled excitedly, pulled his penis out of An Xuening's mouth,
and brought it to Zuo Xiaoxian's lips.

Zuo Xiaoxian smiled contentedly, opened her mouth, and took his penis in, gently swallowing and licking it with relish,
her face full of intoxication, and she even let out a seductive moan: "Delicious... and Xuening's saliva, so fragrant..."

Because of the position, Zhang Dong was almost sitting on An Xuening's face, his two testicles constantly rubbing against her burning pretty face.

An Xuening lay quietly, her breathing becoming rapid. At this moment, Zuo Xiaoxian grasped her breast with one hand and
hummed indistinctly, "Xuening... lick your husband's testicles, there's still your and my fluids on them..."

An Xuening hesitated slightly, but still stuck out her tongue and licked Zhang Dong's testicles. The smell of sweat mixed with
the secretions was strong and stimulating. Zuo Xiaoxian's intoxicated appearance infected her. Originally, she was a little shy, but
soon she took the initiative to hug Zhang Dong's legs and gently lick his scrotum, greedily licking away the
secretions with a lewd smell.

"s..." Zhang Dong gasped for breath, enjoying himself immensely. The feeling of two beauties performing oral sex on him was incredibly wonderful. Although
he had already ejaculated and was a little soft, it didn't stop Zhang Dong from experiencing this emperor-like pleasure.

His penis, which had softened after ejaculating, showed signs of hardening again, but at this moment, Zuo Xiaoxian
spat , wiped her mouth, and said coquettishly, "Alright, you naughty husband, don't push your luck.
The smell of essential oil on your body is so strong, how long do you want me to lick you?"

Zuo Xiaoxian's voice was very low, and An Xueying couldn't hear it clearly.

At this moment, An Xuening poked her head out from between Zhang Dong's legs and said sweetly, "Yes, the essential oil smells nice
, but it tastes weird. If it weren't for the fact that Sister Xiaoxian had it extracted from pure flower petals, I wouldn't dare
to kiss it like this!"

Zhang Dong immediately felt a little apologetic and touched. Zuo Xiaoxian had been licking him without hesitation to cooperate with him, and
An Xuening hadn't even said a word at first. If it weren't for their love,
they probably wouldn't have been able to enjoy oral sex after ejaculation, except for facial ejaculation. They wouldn't have been so obedient in licking for so long.

"Xuening, call your sister over, let's all wash up together." Zuo Xiaoxian went to rinse her mouth first. She was already used to
the taste of semen, but she really couldn't stand the smell of the essential oil.

After their first sexual encounter, Zhang Dong's strength gradually recovered. With his desire not so strong,
flirting was the most important thing, and of course, it was also to prepare for the enchanting night to come.

An Xuening and An Xueying were already used to being naked in front of Zhang Dong. They were showering together under the showerhead,
with Zuo Xiaoxian naturally sandwiched between them, embracing one of them in each arm and groping them, thoroughly enjoying herself.

"Don't squeeze so hard!"

The An Xuening sisters cried out in a seemingly shy voice, each sound sending shivers down one's spine.

Zhang Dong wasn't in a hurry to start their own playful interaction. He lit a cigarette and smoked leisurely, admiring the three women's sensual scene.
He occasionally revealed a lewd smile, appraising their bodies, his gaze lingering most often on An Xueying, as he
hadn't yet had any physical intimacy with her, so he paid special attention to her.

Men crave novelty, and An Xueying's appearance was already captivating. Although her figure wasn't
as , it was mature and voluptuous, the sensuality of a young married woman always making one want to play with her.

Amidst the sensual playful water, Zuo Xiaoxian and the other two women first turned off the showerhead, then lathered themselves with fragrant shower
gel. An Xueying was a little shy, but Zuo Xiaoxian and An Xuening still managed to touch her all over.

Zuo Xiaoxian definitely wouldn't be happy if there was no interaction. She squeezed a large amount of shower gel onto An Xueying's hand,
smiled lecherously, and pulled her hand to cover her breast, saying, "Sister Xueying, I've been serving you for so long
, shouldn't you take the initiative?"

"Yes, sister, you can't always be so tense, you need to relax a bit." An Xuening's attitude had changed, and
she began to gently persuade her, even taking one of An Xueying's hands and placing it on her breast, kneading it a few times. She let out a
soft moan, her face full of ecstasy, and said, "Sister, move a little, it feels so good!"

An Xueying's face immediately turned as red as if dripping blood. Although she and An Xuening used to engage in such
playful actions when bathing together, back then it was just playfulness, unlike now where these actions had an element of desire, so the feeling was naturally
different.

An Xueying's heart raced, but seeing An Xuening's expectant eyes, she gritted her teeth and
grasped one of An Xuening's full, firm breasts in each hand, kneading them as if caressing them.

"Yes, Sister Xueying, it feels so good to touch like this." Zuo Xiaoxian leaned against the wall, closed her eyes, and gave an exaggerated
hum.

An Xuening did the same, her face glowing with tenderness, looking at An Xuening expectantly, her eyes filled with unspeakable longing.

Just as men fantasize about all the beautiful women around them, An Xuening, who loved women, not only fantasized about
making love with An Xueying, but also couldn't help but fantasize about Youdan's youthful and alluring body. Even if such thoughts and ideas were
sinful , there is a guilty side to human nature. Even if she felt guilty, An Xuening couldn't suppress those fantasies,
because it was a human instinct, just like lust, which can be controlled, but can never be suppressed.

An Xueying bit her lower lip, cautiously observing the aroused reactions of Zuo Xiaoxian and An Xuening. Her small hands
moved faster, trembling as they caressed not only her breasts but also other parts of her body.

The combined allure of Zuo Xiaoxian and the persuasion of An Xuening acted like a demonic whisper, destroying her reason, making An Xueying…
Her mind went completely blank, her breath quickening as she succumbed to the absurd game, accepting it all. Her body, no longer
stiff and repulsive, trembled as she slowly approached them.

The three snow-white bodies finally pressed together. At that moment, An Xueying's breathing became so rapid she almost fainted.
She subconsciously licked her lips, a gesture that undoubtedly proved her psychological defenses had completely crumbled, and she had accepted this
ridiculous relationship.

An Xuening breathed a sigh of relief, thinking: "It's good that my sister can accept it. I'd give anything, just hoping
this man would be a little gentler with them, mother and daughter, adding a touch of tenderness and affection to this transactional physical relationship.
Even if it's an absurd relationship, if we can open our hearts, perhaps it will bring joy instead of pain."

Zuo Xiaoxian smiled smugly, hugging An Xueying tightly, her hands roaming over her body. She couldn't resist teasing her
, "Sister Xueying, don't think about anything. You'll definitely like this feeling. We're already so
close , what's there to be afraid of?"

"Mmm..."

An Xueying nodded shyly, glancing at An Xuening before hugging her waist in return.

"Tell me, did you feel good just now?" Zuo Xiaoxian breathed hot air into An Xueying's ear, her voice
slightly muffled, yet even more alluring.

"Good..." Faced

with such a shameful question, An Xueying hesitated for a moment before nodding, her eyes misty with desire,
her body trembling slightly. The sensation was intoxicating; the initial melancholy seemed to be
torn apart by that feeling. She thought: Perhaps this is completely different from what I imagined. As long as I don't trap myself, this is
actually a brand new beginning, and I will experience pleasure I've never felt before.

"As long as you feel comfortable, your husband's big cock will make you feel even better later!" Zuo Xiaoxian said lewdly,
her hands wrapping around the bodies of An Xueying and her sister, grabbing one breast from each and kneading it. She secretly cast a
fawning glance at Zhang Dong, a hint of smugness in her eyes, as if showing off her training methods.

At this moment, how could any man resist? Zhang Dong stubbed out his cigarette, but just as he was about to go over, Zuo
Xiaoxian quietly shook her head, turned on the showerhead to rinse off the soap, seemingly deliberately speaking loudly so Zhang Dong could hear.

"Alright, let's go out for a drink to celebrate after we're done. Xueying, you can't be so shy later.
Your husband doesn't like women who lie still, and neither do I, you know?"

"I know." An Xueying nodded, blushing, glancing at Zhang Dong subconsciously before shyly
turning her , behaving like a docile kitten.

Originally, An Xueying was filled with trepidation, but under the dual stimulation of body and mind, she had already succumbed. Perhaps because
An Xuening liked women, she was initially more accepting of Zuo Xiaoxian. However, she understood that she not
only had to integrate into this absurd game, but also had to offer her body to Zhang Dong for his pleasure.

Having already ejaculated once, Zhang Dong was no longer in a hurry. Wanting to see what other tricks Zuo Xiaoxian had
up her sleeve, he obediently went to the side and washed off the essential oil, but kept a close eye on the three women's
every move .

Seeing Zuo Xiaoxian and An Xueying whispering to each other, and sometimes giggling
as if flirting, the increasingly harmonious atmosphere filled Zhang Dong with anticipation. The laughter and whispers were so
... An Xueying's face grew increasingly red and she became more and more uncomfortable. Every now and then, she couldn't help but glance at Zhang Dong, her breathing
quickening, her expression showing some surprise.

Seeing this, Zhang Dong really wanted to know what Zuo Xiaoxian and An Xuening had said to An Xueying that made her no longer
tense and afraid, but instead alluring with a hint of yearning.

It must have been blatantly lewd talk! Abandoning their sisterly bond, An Xuening was also a lustful woman; it was
impossible that hadn't coveted her sister's mature body. It seemed her aiding and abetting wasn't a forced
act of coercion, but rather a half-hearted resistance.

In fact, after a brief period of helplessness, An Xuening was willing, though the subtle psychological
changes weren't outwardly apparent. She even felt a desire more intense than Zhang Dong and Zuo Xiaoxian, but
all of remained hidden beneath her reluctant exterior.

Tonight, this aiding and abetting wasn't out of helplessness, but because An Xuening was also excited. Because if she
could open An Xueying's heart, she too could enjoy a decadent and wonderful night. Once An Xueying also succumbed,
she could face the enchanting life that followed with equanimity. This made An Xuening involuntarily reveal an expectant yet slightly lewd
smile.

Zhang Dong first washed himself clean, then, as if burying his head in the sand, wrapped a towel around his neck and left the bathroom. He drank his
wine, waiting for the more passionate second half, and also to give Zuo Xiaoxian and the other two women more time to talk.

Women take their time bathing, but that also means they're clean or well-trained. Zhang Dong displayed a patience that
surprised , smoking and drinking for a full half hour.

Half an hour later, Zuo Xiaoxian and the other two women finally emerged, even more hypocritically dressed than Zhang Dong, wearing large bathrobes. Their
wet hair was casually draped over their shoulders, each exuding the allure of a beauty emerging from the bath. Whether it was the delicate
little feet under the bathrobes, the sexy collarbones revealed at the collar, or the refreshing feeling of their skin after the bath, everything was eye-catching, and more
directly, it was enough to make one's genitals throb.

Zhang Dong took a drag of his cigarette, swallowed hard, smiled lewdly, and climbed onto the bed, eagerly
gazing at the three beauties, each with their own unique charm. The sisters' voluptuous figures and Zuo Xiaoxian's sexiness were both incredibly alluring.

Zhang Dong was eager to know what Zuo Xiaoxian and the other two women were plotting during this time, and
how . He wondered what would happen to An Xueying if he, Zuo Xiaoxian, and An Xuening all went berserk.
Under Zuo Xiaoxian's guidance, the An Xueying sisters also went to bed.

An Xuening's face was slightly flushed, but she looked somewhat ambiguous. An Xueying, on the other hand,

lowered her head somewhat embarrassedly, occasionally glancing up at Zhang Dong. Perhaps it was the dazzling masculinity
emanating from but he could vaguely sense a hint of indescribable confusion in her slightly flustered eyes.
"Come on, let's play a game!" Zuo Xiaoxian produced a deck of cards as if by magic, and began shuffling them with a smile.

As if on cue, the four of them formed a circle.

Zhang Dong was confident in Zuo Xiaoxian's trick and immediately responded, "What game? It's not some
old trick where the loser has to drink, is it?"

"Besides drinking, there's also a punishment game,"

Zuo Xiaoxian said with a sly smile, after shuffling the cards, "The four of us will play the King's Game, the rules are..."
" It's very simple. The person who draws the King's card can give orders to the others. As for how the drinks should be consumed, we can discuss
it and come up with a more reasonable set of rules."

An Xueying looked somewhat troubled, and An Xuening immediately said, "My sister can't drink. If it's strong liquor,
one cup will knock her out."

Zuo Xiaoxian was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, and secretly exchanged glances with Zhang Dong. Obviously, neither of them wanted An Xueying
to get drunk. After all, it wouldn't be fun if she didn't react at all on such an absurd night. They wanted to enjoy her
reaction and revel in the pleasure of disciplining a traditional, virtuous woman. If she got drunk, what would be the difference between that and necrophilia?
"Then let's not let her drink. Let's play the simplest four-card game with the King."

Zuo Xiaoxian reacted quickly, immediately picking out the King, the Ace of Spades, and the 2 and 3 of Spades, shuffling the four cards. She could n't help
but lewdly laugh, "This rule is the simplest. The person who draws the King can give orders to everyone else,
and they must obey any order. The downside is that the night is long, and this isn't very fun. But since Sister Xueying doesn't
drink, we can only choose this simple one. How about it?"

An Xuening immediately whispered the rules to An Xueying.

The phrase "any conditions" made An Xueying a little uneasy, but she understood that playing this so-called game was just to
relieve her tension. It was a kind gesture, so she didn't refuse. After all, she still had to
face . She wasn't ignorant; she was a kind woman. Seeing that Zuo Xiaoxian and Zhang Dong were considering her
feelings, she was touched and shyly nodded.

"Let's begin. How about we plant a bomb?" Seeing An Xueying agree, Zhang Dong's heart swelled with excitement
, his groin hardening, his manhood tenting in the air. However, he still feigned seriousness, saying, "
The bomb won't work when Xueying is the queen. If someone else is the queen, they have to drink half a glass of wine if they call on her when issuing orders. How
about that?"

"No problem!" Zuo Xiaoxian was naturally unafraid; she had an excellent alcohol tolerance.

An Xuening also readily agreed, as this was to take care of An Xueying, and she naturally couldn't object.

An Xuening gave Zhang Dong a gentle smile for his kindness. Although she had initially been forced into it, Zhang Dong
's thoughtfulness still touched her.

The man her beloved Zuo Xiaoxian loved made An Xuening feel a
sweet warmth, thinking it was actually better than selling herself to someone else. Thinking back to the feeling of her first time making love with Zhang Dong
, the rough pleasure of kissing him, her groin became wet, and she vaguely understood why Zuo Xiaoxian was willing to
be with Zhang Dong. Setting aside gender barriers, this delicate thoughtfulness was indeed captivating.

If An Xueying had no objections, everything was fine. An Xuening diligently moved the table with the wine to the bedside, and
thoughtfully placed the ashtray and cigarettes nearby.

Although these actions were insignificant, they clearly revealed the change in An Xuening's state of mind. Zhang Dong couldn't help but
smile smugly, while Zuo Xiaoxian laughed even more brazenly, "Hmph, Xuening was really seduced instantly.
So considerate, acting like a little wife. Are you thinking of getting married?"

"I didn't..." An Xuening said shyly and coquettishly. Even when making love with Zhang Dong, she wasn't this embarrassed.
Zuo Xiaoxian's teasing made her uneasy, afraid that Zuo Xiaoxian would be angry, but also surprised that she
had acted so impulsively.

"Alright, alright, let's begin. Who wants to see you two showing off your love here!" Zuo Xiaoxian laughed and scolded,
impatiently shuffling the only four cards, her gaze landing on An Xueying with ill intent.

Zhang Dong and the other two seemed to share the same idea: the main target for their training was An Xueying. Once she was properly trained,
a mother-daughter threesome would be a piece of cake.

Only An Xueying found the game absurd, completely unaware that it was a trap set for her. Zuo
Xiaoxian quickly shuffled the cards and placed them in the center.

An Xueying picked up her cards and revealed them, surprisingly drawing the King. She had never played this game before, and under An Xuening's urging,
her command was even more ridiculous: "Well... how about this... Number One kisses Number Three's cheek."

"Come on, I'm shameless, who's going to kiss me?"

Zuo Xiaoxian was annoyed. She was number 3, and An Xuening, holding number 1, leaned in for a kiss, which felt completely
unpleasant .

Then came the second hand, and to everyone's astonishment, An Xueying again drew the King. However, she seemed to sense
the dissatisfaction of the others.

Even though the first few hands were supposed to be a warm-up to conceal their animalistic instincts, apart from An Xueying, the other three
looked annoyed, feeling that letting her draw the King was a waste.

An Xueying was a little embarrassed. Holding her cards, she took a deep breath and said, "How about this... number one and
number two kiss."

Zhang Dong got the number one, and Zuo Xiaoxian got the number two. The affectionate couple rolled their eyes at the same time, gave each other a quick,
fleeting kiss, and couldn't wait to start the next round.

Fortunately, in the third round, An Xueying's luck as a newbie ran out, and Zuo Xiaoxian got the King.

Zuo Xiaoxian couldn't hide her excitement and shouted, "Who's playing innocent with you guys! Now,
number one, lick number two's breasts for five minutes!"

When the cards were flipped over, to everyone's surprise, An Xueying got the number one, and An Xuening got the number two. The
two sisters were momentarily stunned.

Zuo Xiaoxian smiled excitedly, picked up half a glass of wine and drank it down in one gulp, urging impatiently, "What are you waiting for?
A bet is a bet !"

"Xuening..." An Xueying hesitated for a moment, looked at An Xuening, and seemed a little lost.

An Xuening's face flushed, a mixture of shyness and excitement. She smiled gently at An Xueying and
slowly moved closer.

Perhaps it was the magic of that smile, but An Xueying lowered her head, her breasts rising and falling with her rapid breathing,
seemingly accepting the fact.

An Xuening slowly crawled closer, her movements slow and stiff, even though they were so close. Perhaps it was
the close proximity of past sexual fantasies, a mixture of excitement and agitation.

An Xueying's breath caught in her throat, suppressing her instinct to stop her.

The reactions of the An sisters were clearly visible. Zuo Xiaoxian's blood boiled, her face beaming with anticipation, while
Zhang Dong's eyes practically blazed with desire, wishing he could take An Xuening's place and taste those full breasts.

An Xuening leaned down, pressing her face against An Xueying's chest, a hint of trepidation on her face as she did something naughty. Seeing
An Xuening's unease, yet with a hint of shameful excitement in her eyes, An Xueying
pulled open her bathrobe before An Xuening could even make a move, letting her full breasts bounce out.

An Xueying's actions surprised Zhang Dong and the other two.

Perhaps due to a psychological shift, An Xueying's breathing was rapid, her voice almost inaudible: "It's...
it's okay, Ningning, we...we were just playing a game."

Even though An Xueying's words were somewhat self-deceptive, An Xuening's eyes shone with tenderness, and her breath warmed.
She couldn't help but reach out and grasp her plump breasts, gently kneading them as An Xueying trembled uncomfortably.
She opened her small mouth took the cherry-like nipples into her mouth, gently sucking on them, seemingly afraid to be presumptuous.

But An Xueying couldn't help but let out a soft moan, clearly unable to resist An Xuening's skillful teasing.

An Xuening was completely intoxicated, her hands constantly kneading her breasts. After a brief moment of restraint, she began to suckle back and forth between
the two , her delicate tongue lingering on the areolas, sometimes pressing against the nipples, sometimes gently gliding over them.
The exquisitely seductive act made An Xueying let out a soft moan, covering her mouth to suppress the urge to groan aloud.

Her breathing was erratic, and the trembling and heat in her body spoke volumes about the absurdity of this moment.

The An Xuening sisters both knew this wasn't just a game, but neither was willing to admit it. They needed
a reason to accept the consequences, to comfort themselves and face this ridiculous night more calmly.

An Xueying couldn't help but tremble, her head lowered, her eyes wide open. An Xuening, who had been
so , now looked so intoxicated as she suckled on her nipple, so alluring,
making An Xueying feel flustered yet unable to resist an extreme, sinful pleasure.

"Ah!" An Xueying couldn't help but let out a soft moan, her expression somewhat bewildered, because she hadn't expected An Xuening to be
so serious. The forceful sucking and the figure-eight licking with her tongue were a devilish seduction, an
unbearable tingling sensation.

Five minutes had passed. An Xueying was already panting heavily under An Xuening's teasing, and what was even more surprising
was that An Xuening seemed unsatisfied.

Zuo Xiaoxian and Zhang Dong, watching this exciting scene, couldn't resist.

Feeling that continuing like this was a waste of time, Zuo Xiaoxian immediately urged that time was up, her eyes gleaming with
excitement . She couldn't help but lick her lips, clearly wanting to taste those full, fleshy breasts.

An Xuening raised her head, her expression somewhat dazed, unconsciously licking her lips, looking incredibly alluring.

When An Xueying, in her dazed state, saw An Xuening's expression, her heart skipped a beat. Remembering that An Xuening was a lesbian, and seeing her
flushed face, the feeling of transgression intensified. Now, slightly more sober, and
experiencing so much pleasure from An Xuening's licking, a strange feeling welled up inside her.

The An Xuening sisters sat up hastily, avoiding eye contact.

Zhang Dong, watching, felt his groin harden, almost bursting with desire.

Zuo Xiaoxian couldn't help but twist her legs, dealing cards while teasingly saying, "You
take so long just to kiss a breast? If I don't say anything, do you not want to stop? You'd better not play this boring
game, just push your sister down and do whatever you want!"

"I didn't..."

An Xuening waved her hands frantically, but judging from her guilty look, she obviously had that thought.

"Hehe, it would be a lie to say you didn't." Zuo Xiaoxian smiled lewdly,
winking at An Xueying who had been keeping her head down, and said bluntly, "What's even more outrageous is that Sister Xueying seems to be still not satisfied.
It's shameful to be licked on the breast by your own sister, but I think you're enjoying it quite a bit, otherwise you wouldn't have gone on for so long
without stopping."

An Xueying wanted to argue, but when she opened her mouth, she couldn't say anything.

When An Xueying lowered her head again, her embarrassed look was very alluring, making Zuo Xiaoxian and Zhang Dong feel like they were
harassing innocent woman.

The cards were dealt again, and Zuo Xiaoxian wore a sly smile, clearly having tampered with the shuffling.

Zhang Dong, seeing this, immediately smiled knowingly, a sense of camaraderie welling up within him.

The An Xueying sisters, both feeling somewhat guilty, were completely unaware that shuffling four cards was an easy way to cheat; in fact, anyone could easily tamper with the cards
if not closely watched.

When the cards were turned over, Zhang Dong froze, holding a one in his hand, feeling somewhat bewildered.
Then he saw that Zuo Xiaoxian had covered her cards, clearly not the King. He thought: This girl is cheating but doesn't seem to have any control;
what is she trying to do?

An Xuening turned over her cards; the King was in her hand. She froze, holding the cards with a troubled expression.

"Give the order quickly! I'm telling you, if you're not serious, don't bother." Zuo Xiaoxian said impatiently,
"If you're going to play, play for fun. No kissing or anything like that. If you're not serious, it's
no ."

"Okay... then..." An Xuening agreed verbally, but her eyes darted back and forth, still somewhat hesitant.
Zhang Dong, also a man of lust, had a sudden realization. He instantly understood Zuo Xiaoxian's intention in giving the king to An Xuening. She wanted to
further break down her psychological defenses, make her waver further, and stop being so restrained by An Xueying's presence. At the same time,
she wanted her to start making her own choices, changing the awkward situation where everything seemed to be coerced by others.

Because there were only three people to choose from, each was a frustrating dilemma for An Xuening. Zuo Xiaoxian would be jealous of
Zhang Dong 's words, Zhang Dong would undoubtedly feel embarrassed about An Xueying, and Zuo Xiaoxian herself would be
confused about whether to be jealous or admire An Xueying. Moreover, she had no idea who would be paired with whom, nor what
kind of command would be appropriate, and she also had to consider An Xueying's feelings, so the command couldn't be too erotic for the time being.

But with Zuo Xiaoxian watching her intently from the side, An Xuening's face flushed red, and she could only timidly say, "Then number one and
number three ... um, how about five minutes of mutual caressing?"

The word "caressing" was ambiguous, leaving some room for maneuver.

Zuo Xiaoxian was frustrated for a moment, then smiled slyly, picked up the two of spades triumphantly, and said, "Forget it,
it's fine if there's a good show to watch. Caressing? I think you might as well just say foreplay."

An Xuening's heart skipped a beat, because Zuo Xiaoxian saw through her little trick in just a few words, directly
cutting off all the room for maneuver.

An Xueying's breathing quickened as Zhang Dong, having turned over the cards, eagerly stared at her.

Seeing this, Zuo Xiaoxian instantly became annoyed, saying, "We're talking about foreplay, not romance. Hurry up!
Don't delay our game."

Chapter 3, A Night of Debauchery (Part 2)

Because she had triggered a bomb (a powerful attack), Zuo Xiaoxian immediately handed her a glass of wine, which An Xueying downed in one gulp. Her eyes held a hint of shy
frustration, but also a subtle anticipation and excitement.

Zuo Xiaoxian understood An Xuening's melancholy at that moment. She stepped forward, put her arm around An Xuening's shoulder, and said softly, "Don't worry,
your husband is very gentle. He will definitely let your sister experience the joy of being a woman."

"Mmm..." An Xuening responded obediently, then nestled into Zuo Xiaoxian's arms as if seeking comfort, looking
incredibly docile.

"Besides, weren't you enjoying it just now?" Zuo Xiaoxian couldn't help herself. She stroked
An Xuening's waist through her clothes, kissed her face, and teased, "How long has it been since I heard you moan so loudly?
Although you said no, you were clearly very excited just now. Tell me, how much did you enjoy it just now?"

"Sister Xian!" An Xuening whimpered, pouting and acting coquettishly
. Her face was flushed, clearly Zuo Xiaoxian had hit the nail on the head.

The feeling of fullness as the man's massive member entered her body, the rough, beast-like movements—not gentle, but
intensely ecstatic—was unlike anything An Xuening had ever experienced. The pleasure
was completely different from any caress with a woman.

However, at this moment, Zuo Xiaoxian and An Xuening were more focused on something else they were supposed to do.

The essence of the King's Game was that one had to accept the consequences, and the thrill came from performing in front of others, seemingly being
forced to do things one wouldn't normally dare to do. Even if one was unwilling and psychologically ashamed, it was impossible to resist
the physical pleasure.

One could comfort oneself by saying it wasn't voluntary, perhaps a form of self-deception, but it made one more open,
at least more accepting of more lewd things. Psychological defenses crumbled with each loosening.

In the silence, the atmosphere became ambiguous. Zhang Dong's breath hitched slightly; seeing An Xueying's unease, he
felt an irresistible and couldn't help but crawl towards her.

An Xueying trembled instantly, somewhat flustered, and tried to back away. After all, it was the first time she had faced
a man other than her husband, and she still had some psychological barriers.

Zhang Dong didn't care about any of that, and wouldn't give An Xueying any chance to think. Seeing her blushing appearance was so
alluring, he pulled her into his arms amidst her scream.

An Xueying let out a cry, and she and Zhang Dong fell onto the bed together. Her bathrobe hadn't been properly pulled up, and now, lying down
, her clothes were even more disheveled, exuding an irresistible allure.

An Xueying opened her small mouth as if to say something, but Zhang Dong had already kissed her, kissing her trembling lips and then
unceremoniously sticking his tongue inside, greedily sucking on her mature and captivating sweetness.

An Xueying's eyes widened, her hands on Zhang Dong's waist, seemingly pushing and caressing,
her legs trembling restlessly. Her snow-white legs exuded a captivating allure, and in this half-concealed state, they were even more intoxicating. Although
she was struggling, it was merely a restrained instinct, appearing so powerless.

An Xueying was stiff and nervous, showing no reaction whatsoever. Zhang Dong, however, continued to suck on her tongue, watching her with
excitement .

An Xueying dared not look directly at Zhang Dong, closing her eyes and suppressing the urge to close her mouth, letting the
rough tongue bring a stimulating sensation that made her feel slightly numb.

Initially, the kiss was one-sided, but perhaps due to Zuo Xiaoxian's training, gradually, An Xueying also
let out a soft moan, her tongue responding with a shy and hesitant manner.

Even with small movements, Zhang Dong was overjoyed, embracing An Xueying and
kissing her pearly white teeth, his actions becoming increasingly lewd.

"Ugh..." An Xueying let out a soft, tearful moan, because Zhang Dong had begun to caress her body.
Even though she was mentally prepared to give herself to him, she still felt somewhat hesitant at the beginning.

Zhang Dong rolled over, pinning An Xueying beneath him, continuing to kiss her intensely, his tongue licking her delicate
tongue .

The intense stimulation left An Xueying dizzy and disoriented, her mind reeling. Her struggles grew weaker, and
she felt as if she were about to faint. Unlike the gentle kisses she had shared with other women
earlier, this rough and domineering invasion brought a more direct and intense pleasure. She had never imagined that kissing could be so passionate.

It wasn't just lips to lips; their tongues were intertwined. Everything tonight was shattering An Xueying's traditional
values, and every surprising change brought unparalleled beauty. As this feeling
intensified , the shame she felt was inevitably overwhelmed and vanished by the pleasure.

"See, your sister is quite accepting,"

Zuo Xiaoxian and An Xuening said, their breathing rapid. They could clearly feel the intensity of the kiss, and from the rapid
, disordered breathing, they could almost understand their feelings, knowing how Zhang Dong was teasing this traditional and
conservative young woman, tantalizing her delicate tongue.

"Mmm..." Feeling a pang of melancholy, but seeing An Xueying accept it, An Xuening breathed a sigh
of relief, her body heating up. She gazed tenderly at Zuo Xiaoxian.

Zuo Xiaoxian gently stroked An Xuening's face, then lowered her head to kiss her, their two rosy tongues entwining passionately
.

One of Zuo Xiaoxian's hands had already slipped inside her loose-fitting clothes, and An Xuening let out a soft moan of pleasure. She felt
as if Zuo Xiaoxian's hand possessed magic, each touch so pleasurable, as if he understood
the sensitivity of every cell in her body when caressing her breasts, bringing unimaginable bliss. Zuo Xiaoxian and An Xuening couldn't help but kiss, their unusual breathing infecting Zhang Dong and An Xueying

nearby . A long kiss left An Xueying both confused and almost suffocating, her hands gripping the sheets tightly, as if only in this way could she suppress the urge to struggle and resist amidst this pleasurable sensation—that was no longer a matter of unnecessary restraint. "Open your eyes!" Zhang Dong reluctantly raised his head, licking the lingering fragrance on his lips. Looking the young woman beneath him, his desire intensified. An Xueying still kept her eyes closed in embarrassment, her face flushed with passion, looking incredibly alluring. Her lips were slightly parted, glistening with moisture, and her rapid breathing made her appear exceptionally seductive. Her open bodice revealed her full breasts, which rose and fell with her breath, dazzling the eye and instantly making Zhang Dong feel as if his erections were about to burst. "Husband, I haven't enjoyed it yet, wait for you to taste it!" Zuo Xiaoxian said breathlessly, but before she finished speaking she pushed An Xuening onto the bed and began to undress her. Zuo Xiaoxian and An Xuening tugged at each other's bathrobes, and soon they were entangled together, completely naked. Seeing that An Xueying was unwilling to open her eyes, Zhang Dong smiled lewdly, not forcing her. He reached for her belt and gently pulled, untying her bathrobe.

An Xueying panicked for a moment, but her hands still gripped the sheets tightly, her eyebrows furrowing slightly,
clearly nervous, her body stiffening.

Zhang Dong showed no sign of stopping, abruptly pulling open An Xueying's bathrobe.

A chill ran through her, and An Xueying trembled uncomfortably. Her mature and voluptuous body was now exposed so close
to Zhang Dong, her large breasts heaving even more violently.

The moment these voluptuous treasures sprang out, a wave of white milk rippled through the air, the two nipples
incredibly alluring, their vibrant red unlike the pink of a typical young girl, like red beans brimming with the seductive allure of a mature woman.
Even without any teasing, they were already engorged and erect, one could imagine
the immense .

Zhang Dong couldn't help but swallow hard, staring at the swaying treasures, slightly stunned. Despite
his overwhelming desire, he didn't immediately press down on her, but instead, through the bathrobe, he supported her waist and lifted her up.
With this lift, the bathrobe fell completely, revealing a body that drove one mad with desire.

An Xueying finally opened her eyes, a hint of confusion in them.

Zhang Dong held An Xueying in his arms, gently stroking her face with one hand, and said softly, "Xueying, don't be
afraid anymore. Our caresses are mutual. Don't think I'm toying with you; I also want you to feel pleasure."

"This...I..." An Xueying was too nervous to speak. After all, it was the first time she had been held so gently
in a man's arms, and even though she was naked, she still felt an indescribable sense of bewilderment.

"I like you very much, from the first moment I saw you. Now it's not that you are helplessly being toyed with by me, but that I
have achieved my wish of having you." Zhang Dong kissed An Xueying's small face, each word spoken slowly as he moved his breath towards her
lips.

At this moment, in order not to provoke An Xueying, Zhang Dong naturally couldn't mention that he also coveted the youthful and lovely You Dan.
Sweet words can be very effective, especially on a woman like An Xueying who has never experienced such things. Each word was like
a bewitching melody, making her bewildered and sinking into depravity. Even if there was no love involved, such words would be a
compliment to any woman.

An Xueying let out a soft moan, closing her eyes the instant she was kissed. Her delicate tongue, tender and hesitant
, entwined with his, offering a response she dared not utter.

The kiss made Zhang Dong feel slightly dizzy—light, gentle, yet incredibly clear.

An Xueying remained silent, but the movements of her tongue were no longer so stiff. She seemed to be immersed in
the tenderness of the kiss, her tension lessened. Even though her breathing remained rapid, the meaning was completely different; it was
a lover's kiss, incredibly tender and irresistible.

When Zhang Dong couldn't resist covering An Xueying's full breasts with his hands, she let out a soft moan and finally
wrapped her arms around his neck, seemingly to facilitate his caresses.

An Xueying's breasts were full and soft, and Zhang Dong began to knead them somewhat roughly, enjoying
this almost maddeningly beautiful sensation.

The second kiss was no longer awkward or unfamiliar; it began to linger like that of lovers who had been together for years. Not only
was An Xueying's crotch wet with passion, but even Zhang Dong felt a little dizzy. Putting aside lust, this kiss was intoxicating;
nothing could feel more wonderful.

After the two kisses, An Xueying became more proactive, and her stiff body began to relax.

All three women present were now naked, with Zhang Dong, who had a large towel tied around his waist, being the only one trying to cover himself.

After a lingering kiss, seeing that An Xueying was almost suffocating, Zhang Dong stopped. His hands reluctantly
left her breasts, caressing her body as he whispered in her ear, "Xueying, it
's mutual. Now that you're my woman, be more proactive, okay? I know you're shy, but
don't be like this in front of your own man."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Dong's hands began to roam over An Xueying's body. Although he
was drooling , he didn't reach there to further tease her.
Instead, he gently caressed her body amidst her tense breathing, feeling her nervous trembling and shy reactions—reactions that were the best
form of teasing , incredibly exciting.

Zhang Dong's hands grasped An Xueying's full breasts, kneading them wantonly, enjoying the soft, fleshy feel of a young woman.
With each gentle squeeze, An Xueying couldn't help but gasp softly.

While An Xueying was lost in passion, Zhang Dong suddenly stopped, licking her burning earlobe, and said,
"Untie my towel, my cock is getting hard and uncomfortable."

The crude and obscene words made An Xueying tremble. She opened her misty eyes and looked at Zhang Dong.
Perhaps her psychological defenses had completely crumbled, or perhaps this gentleness made it impossible for her to refuse. Ashamed to watch Zuo Xiaoxian and
An Xuening's intimate caresses, she softly hummed in agreement, then blushed and knelt before Zhang Dong. Looking at the prominent
tent in the middle of the towel, she took a deep breath and tremblingly reached out.

An Xueying's hands were stiff and wooden; she clumsily fumbled around for a few moments before finally managing to untie the towel.

The distance was so close; when his erect penis sprang out, it felt like a hot iron rod
striking An Xueying's face squarely, leaving her instantly stunned.

Then, An Xueying looked curiously at the enormous thing. Its burning heat emanated a strong masculine aura.
She was shocked by its size and length, and surprised that she didn't feel nauseous, but instead
felt . An Xueying's heart pounded like a deer's, her heart pounding faster than usual. She even forgot to be shy;
the only thought in her mind was how terrifying this thing was—so thick and so long. She even began to wonder if
An Xuening were due to pain.

In the moment of An Xueying's astonishment, Zhang Dong was already rubbing the head of his penis against her face, hissing, "Don't just look.
Come on, touch it. You'll like it."

An Xueying stared in disbelief, a little uneasy. She looked up at Zhang Dong; the twisted desire on his face made her heart
skip a beat. Despite still being nervous, An Xueying let the penis rub against her face, letting out a submissive hum.
Her trembling hand touched Zhang Dong's penis, and after gently grasping it, she was somewhat at a loss, her expression a mixture of
confusion and panic.

"Alright, alright, time's up!" An Xuening suddenly cried out, perhaps afraid that An Xueying would be too
embarrassed. Already aroused and wet from Zuo Xiaoxian's teasing, An Xueying struggled, showing a rare sliver of rationality.

"That's right, we can't break the rules." Zuo Xiaoxian, her face flushed and panting,
said . It wasn't that she didn't want to see An Xueying's embarrassed and alluring appearance; she simply wanted to see Zhang Dong not...
His pitiful expression when he wasn't ready to leave was amusing, but it also stirred something within Zuo Xiaoxian. She was more willing to do anything for Zhang Dong
, simply because of the respect for women hidden beneath his helpless demeanor.

Upon hearing this, An Xueying recoiled, pulling her hand back as if electrocuted, clearly relieved.

An Xueying was flustered and at a loss, but Zhang Dong's grotesque genitals didn't repel her; instead, they
possessed a primal magic that held her gaze captive.

Zhang Dong was embarrassed and sullen. The duck that was about to be eaten had flown away; he was truly helpless. After all, it was only supposed to be five
minutes , and who knew that a few kisses and touches would pass by so quickly? He thought: If I had known this would happen, I would have been more direct. Why bother with all
the tenderness?

At this moment, An Xueying, with her head down, secretly glanced at Zhang Dong. That glance wasn't just filled with panic and fear,
but also with a hint of confusion and an unspeakable allure.

An Xueying's gaze warmed Zhang Dong's heart, realizing his gentleness had worked. At least, An Xueying's
eyes now held a hazy, lustful look, and a lingering attachment to his tender caresses.

"I think if Xuening doesn't call a stop, you two should just go for it!" Zuo Xiaoxian teased,
winking She had clearly noticed An Xueying's change in attitude and gave Zhang Dong an admiring look.

The An Xueying sisters exchanged embarrassed glances. They were both naked, meaning the game had entered a more
erotic phase. They couldn't imagine how stimulating the next command would be. If the king were in Zuo Xiaoxian and
Zhang Dong's hands, it wouldn't be a simple command like five minutes of caresses. Although Zuo Xiaoxian was in the mood to tease,
they were already caressing each other, their desires rising. Zhang Dong, needless to say, his manhood throbbed, clearly his urges
were at their peak, desperately needing a warm, juicy hole to release.

Zhang Dong and the other three's breathing became erratic, their gazes furtively darting towards the others. They
were somewhat distracted while playing cards; after all, in such a state of heightened emotion, who could truly concentrate?

When the cards were dealt again, Zuo Xiaoxian likely hadn't cheated, as An Xueying received the King. Her command
reflected a change in her mindset. Finally, Zhang Dong and An Xuening shared a passionate five-minute kiss, embracing and rubbing against each other. The kiss
was incredibly tender and passionate; they seemed to be telepathically connected, deliberately allowing An Xueying to clearly see their tongues
intertwined. The soft, wet sounds and tender moans were incredibly alluring; even just a kiss was enough to make one's blood boil.

The long kiss ended, and as their lips reluctantly parted, their eyes glistened with tears, the atmosphere
growing increasingly intimate.

At this moment, the An Xueying sisters' gazes had completely changed. They no longer felt this was humiliation or manipulation,
because manipulation didn't need to be so gentle; the tenderness and affection were irresistible.

"Alright, let's continue!" With that, Zuo Xiaoxian dealt the cards again.

The effects of the drug were clearly taking hold. They barely spoke, their eyes
conveying a palpable tension of desire.

An Xuening, holding the King of the Cards, was no longer as conflicted as before. A sudden inspiration struck her, and
she chuckled, "Let's play something romantic. Two full glasses of wine. First, we'll drink half together, then each of us
will feed the other half with our mouths. Let's make it two and three."

Zuo Xiaoxian tossed aside the number one card, took a sip of wine, and said, "Nothing for me, I'm dying of thirst."

"Really, you want to fill them to the brim?" An Xueying looked at the glass, hesitant.

An Xuening smiled gently and said softly, "It's alright, it's not that easy to get drunk. At most, you'll be a little confused
. Besides, a little wine helps you sleep better. Anyway, we're honoring our bet, you only need to drink this one tonight."

"Okay!" An Xueying nodded nervously.

"You little rascal, how romantic!" Zuo Xiaoxian smiled slyly, immediately pouring two full glasses of wine and handing them to
Zhang Dong and An Xueying.

Zhang Dong and An Xueying exchanged a glance. Although drinking from the same cup was a bit strange, it was also quite fun.

Zhang Dong raised his hand first. An Xueying hesitated shyly for a moment, then slowly raised her hand. After their bare
arms intertwined, Zhang Dong drank half of his wine first, then looked at An Xueying expectantly.

An Xueying frowned slightly, but seemed unable to resist the gaze and the atmosphere. She slowly brought
the cup to her lips and slowly drank the wine.

Although it was sake, it had a certain alcohol content, and those who couldn't hold their liquor would find it difficult to drink. As soon as the cup
was moved away , An Xueying couldn't help but cough a few times.

Zhang Dong quickly hugged An Xueying, gently patting her back, and said softly, "Drink slowly, don't choke."

An Xueying nodded, her face flushed.

Zuo Xiaoxian, however, exclaimed dramatically, deliberately feigning jealousy, "Wow, you're really being romantic
! You stinky husband, all you ever did when we were together was make others lick your semen and have sex, you
never showed me this much affection! Men are all fickle, my Xue Ning is so much better, she's been faithful to me all along."
Zuo Xiaoxian pretended to be heartbroken and hugged An Xue Ning, of course she wasn't really seeking comfort, and immediately began to grope her,
making An Xue Ning moan again, thus avoiding the embarrassment of An Xue Ning watching.

Zhang Dong stroked An Xue Ying's smooth back until she stopped coughing, then gently laid her
down.

An Xue Ying looked at Zhang Dong with rapid breathing, Zhang Dong smiled gently at her, put the remaining half glass of wine in
his mouth , and slowly kissed her.

The moment their lips touched, An Xue Ying didn't know what came over her, she subconsciously opened her mouth, letting the
wine, carrying the man's scent, flow in.

Her throat moved slightly; the whole process was brief, yet strangely alluring, especially with Zhang Dong's restless
licking, which made An Xueying involuntarily moan. The kiss, accompanied by the wine going down her throat, felt incredibly hot.

After finishing the half-glass of wine, Zhang Dong kissed An Xueying's cheek and said with a grin, "Alright, now
it's your turn to feed me."

An Xueying didn't hesitate any longer. As soon as Zhang Dong lay down, she immediately put the wine in her mouth, meeting Zhang Dong's gentle
gaze . Her heart warmed, and she seemed to have gained endless courage. She slowly leaned down on the bed, and when her full breasts pressed against
Zhang Dong's chest, her cherry-like lips took the initiative to kiss him, even trying to pry open Zhang Dong's front teeth with her soft, delicate tongue.

This kiss, accompanied by the friction of skin against skin, felt especially comfortable.

The wine was warm, and when it entered his stomach, it made his body feel even hotter. He could clearly feel that the other person was also
covered in fragrant sweat. Zhang Dong's mind went blank for a moment, and he hugged An Xueying tightly. He grabbed her buttocks with both hands and began to knead them.
Even though the wine was gone, he continued to kiss her passionately.

Gone was the previous gentleness; this kiss was rough and aggressive. An Xueying let out a soft moan, collapsing weakly onto Zhang Dong under the
intense teasing.

The game was no longer important; the psychological stimulation was enough. Continuing the game would
be pointless, as everything that had happened that night was for the purpose of disciplining An Xueying.

Zuo Xiaoxian and An Xuening had rolled to the side, embracing and kissing each other's breasts.
Their surging desire desperately needed release. Although they had already reached orgasm in the debauched game in the bathroom,
they were still starved for more after such a long period of stimulation.

Zuo Xiaoxian and An Xuening's kisses and caresses were practiced; in the moment their desire ignited,
they had no time to care what Zhang Dong and An Xueying were doing.

Under Zhang Dong's rough kisses, An Xueying's body went limp, her breathing rapid and her mind hazy;
she no longer struggled.

After a kiss, Zhang Dong eagerly kissed An Xueying's flawless white neck, his kisses
trailing downwards amidst her passionate moans.

"Ah!" An Xueying let out a sound like a sob, her hands gripping the sheets tightly, enduring
the pleasure arising from her restless body.

Finally, he reached An Xueying's chest, gazing at the breasts he had longed for. Zhang Dong felt a little dizzy, but
having craved them for so long, he naturally wouldn't hold back. He grabbed them with both hands, kneading them roughly, then lowered his head to lick
the already engorged and hardened nipples, sucking on them with his tongue. The unique
taste of the mature woman made his head spin.

"Ah, it itches..." An Xueying whimpered, unable to help but writhe, her breathing rapid, her eyes wide.
Clearly, the roughness of Zhang Dong's tongue and the invasive feeling were becoming unbearable for her.

After a night of stimulation, her body was in an extremely sensitive state. The lick sent a shiver through An Xueying
, a shy yet moist sensation spreading between her legs, which were already wet and swirling with desire
.

Zhang Dong smiled lecherously, using both his mouth and hands to savor her breasts, reveling in
the fruits .

After a while, though still somewhat reluctant, he couldn't resist the urge to stop as An Xueying began to tremble. He
looked up and saw her full breasts covered in his saliva and hickeys, a surge of
pleasure washing over him. It was a mark of possession, satisfying a man's pride.

An Xueying's eyes were now glazed, her body limp. Zhang Dong unceremoniously kneaded her breasts with one hand while
his other hand moved to her lower body, caressing her snow-white vulva.

"Come on, open your legs," Zhang Dong said, licking An Xueying's ear and breathing hot air, his right hand touching her inner thigh,
feeling the subtle dampness.

An Xueying half-opened her eyes, glanced at Zhang Dong, bit her lip, closed her eyes, and slowly parted her legs.

Zhang Dong immediately smiled excitedly, sat up, and spread An Xueying's legs into the most exposed M shape,
suspending them in mid-air, exposing her most shy and alluring parts.

An Xueying twitched nervously. Exposing her most shameful area in such an obscene position was extremely
stimulating, making her head spin and almost unable to think. She couldn't help but open her eyes and was met with
Zhang Dong's burning gaze, as if it were burning her body, causing her body to twitch and secrete some more
arousal fluid.

Zhang Dong swallowed hard, his eyes fixed on An Xueying's incredibly pink vulva . So
beautiful and alluring, even if not as pink as a young girl's, it didn't look like a woman who had given birth. Her pubic hair had been completely removed, revealing flawless, white mounds. Her plump labia were closed tightly, leaving only a small slit, glistening with love juice, the tender flesh inside pulsating slightly. The moist love juice not only covered her entire vulva, but even her pink anus was soaked. Her vulva, tinged with a bright red, looked exceptionally alluring , seemingly telling of her body's desire, while radiating the most insane temptation. Her labia trembled, the bright red flesh inside seemingly writhing excitedly. Unlike her mental shyness, her physical reaction directly expressed An Xueying's desire. Zhang Dong licked his lips, having no time for foreplay, and immediately knelt between An Xueying's legs. He grasped his penis stroked it a few times before pressing the head against her labia, skillfully finding that alluring little opening. An Xueying understood what was about to happen. She took a deep breath, her eyes glazed as she looked at Zhang Dong, clearly nervous, but the heat in her body made her crave it more than she had ever felt in her life. The initial fear of this enormous thing vanished under the continuous teasing. "I'm coming," Zhang Dong said, rubbing the head of his penis against An Xueying's labia, making them glisten with her love juice, enjoying her shy trembling. When he couldn't resist, he thrust his hips forward, and both their bodies trembled simultaneously. An Xueying couldn't help but let out a soft "ah," turning her head away, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, the blush on her face becoming even more pronounced . With a swift entry, Zhang Dong let out a groan of pleasure. His glans was enveloped in hot, moist flesh, the tightness almost suffocating . He felt an intense, blissful sensation. "You're so tight!" Zhang Dong couldn't help but groan, grabbing An Xueying's breasts with both hands, kneading them while restraining her instinctive tendency to pull back. These obscene words were actually a form of praise, and even though she felt ashamed, An Xueying stopped her slight struggles. Zhang Dong slowly thrust forward, inch by inch, enjoying the pleasure of parting the tender flesh. Each thrust was filled with the satisfaction of invasion , and the tense spasms of the young woman beneath him were particularly exciting. When his penis was fully inside, her body was almost entirely flushed red, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, and she let out weak breaths, clearly uncomfortable with the invasion of this massive object . "Are you alright?" Zhang Dong convulsed with pleasure, the thrill of conquest intensifying as his monstrous glans pressed against the cervix. "N-nothing..." An Xueying murmured, her breathing rapid, her eyes somewhat vacant, but her body's reactions were crystal clear. From the initial pain, to the subsequent fullness and discomfort, and then to the tingling and numb sensation, the process was brief yet incredibly distinct. When Zhang Dong's glans throbbed at its deepest point, An Xueying convulsed, her last shred of composure shattering.

Zhang Dong lowered his head, embraced An Xueying's neck, and kissed her small mouth under her hazy gaze, immediately receiving a
shy yet proactive response from her delicate tongue.

Zhang Dong couldn't help but begin to slowly thrust in and out with a rhythm of nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, enjoying the hot, juicy
flesh , its plumpness and tightness comparable to that of a young girl. He felt his mind go blank, as if his soul
was about to leave his body.

"Ah... um..." An Xueying moaned shyly, her
kisses becoming increasingly passionate and proactive as she tried to release the urge to cry out, unable to resist the electric-like pleasure emanating from her lower body.

When the rhythm changed to three shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, An Xueying's moans became more intense. Even though she bit
her lower lip , she couldn't resist the urge to cry out. Zhang Dong had all three of her sensitive spots under his control,
bringing an intense, dizzying pleasure that made her dizzy and her body ache, as if every cell had become a slave to desire.

"Feels good, doesn't it?" Zhang Dong asked in a hoarse voice as he sucked on An Xueying's nipple, his hips thrusting rhythmically
, enjoying the hot, juicy sensation. Her plump little hole contracted powerfully, already incredibly tight, and the added
excitement and trembling made Zhang Dong feel even better, the physical stimulation even more exquisite.

An Xueying breathed heavily, almost suffocating under the onslaught of pleasure, a sobbing
sound escaping her throat, unable to even speak, let alone answer Zhang Dong. Moreover, her mind was now consumed by the pleasure of
sex , losing the ability to think, and hearing these obscene words only amplified her lust.

In the traditional missionary position, Zhang Dong thrust forcefully with each stroke, wishing he could merge into An Xueying's body, his
glans pressing against her cervix with every thrust.

An Xueying's moans gradually became sharper, even though she bit her lip until it ached, she still couldn't resist the urge to cry out
.

Two bodies intertwined, undulating in sweat, without a moment's pause. The sounds of flesh
colliding mingled with the wet, smacking noises, incredibly alluring.

The enormous penis, like a pile driver, went full throttle, relentlessly thrusting in and out
of the flower-like opening, each stroke turning over the tender, pink flesh, the powerful impact sending shivers
down one's spine.

Moans, gasps, and the sounds of flesh colliding conveyed the soul-stirring pleasure of the moment; this most direct
communication needed no words.

"Xue Ning, your sister feels so good..." Zuo Xiaoxian moaned passionately, placing her hands on An Xue Ning
's head.

An Xuening lay on Zuo Xiaoxian's chest, licking her nipple while her hands were also busy. One hand
played with Zuo Xiaoxian's alluring, shy spot between her legs, while the other soothed the restlessness of her tender opening. When she heard
these words , she didn't turn her head to look, still focused on serving Zuo Xiaoxian, because An Xueying's
suppressed moans were already filled with too much pleasure.

"Xuening is so good..."

Zuo Xiaoxian felt a wave of pleasure wash over her, and couldn't help but cup An Xuening's face and give her a kiss, kissing
her until she was breathless, before pushing her down onto the bed, slowly kneeling up, looking down at her, and licking her lips
as she said , "My lovely Ningning, let's make love, don't you also want Sister Xian's taste?"

"Yes! Sister Xian, hurry up, I'm so itchy..." An Xueying whimpered, already impatiently licking the love juice
on , her eyes glazed over.

The flames of lust almost burned them to ashes; if they weren't released, they would go mad. The wetness between their legs and
the heat in their bodies made them impatient. The two women assumed a 69 position, with An Xuening lying on the bottom.

At this moment, An Xuening didn't care that An Xueying was being penetrated by a man right next to her. When that familiar vulva came close to her mouth,
she grabbed Zuo Xiaoxian's peach-like buttocks with both hands and immediately kissed her, kissing her passionately. Her tongue frantically
burrowed inside, trying to swallow the fluids that made her feel intoxicated.

"Ah, so comfortable... my darling Xuening..." Zuo Xiaoxian groaned comfortably, then hugged
An Xuening . Looking at the already wet and tender vulva, her breath hitched. She glanced cautiously at Zhang Dong before
slowly kissing her. The usually fiery and bold woman was surprisingly a little embarrassed.

The gentle licking lacked passion, and An Xueying was dissatisfied with this superficial oral sex.
While diligently performing oral sex on Zuo Xiaoxian, she shook her beautiful legs in protest. In her mind, Zuo Xiaoxian
should be passionate to the point of being unbearable. This gentleness not only didn't suit her personality, but in this incredibly exciting
moment it felt only lukewarm.

Zuo Xiaoxian licked again, then looked back to see Zhang Dong already thrusting forcefully, making An Xueying moan
involuntarily , a cautious shyness appearing on her face.

Zhang Dong felt the alluring beauty of Zuo Xiaoxian's gaze, and his breath
caught in his throat. Seeing Zuo Xiaoxian's expression, as if afraid he would be offended, she immediately gave a lewd smile and shouted excitedly,
"My darling Xiaoxian, let's work together and see who can bring these two sisters to orgasm first!"

The obscene words made An Xueying and her sister tremble simultaneously, feeling incredibly ashamed, yet caught in the tide of lust
, they also felt a wicked pleasure. Perhaps it was a woman's nature to have this feeling; sometimes, being played with to the
point of helplessness brings an extremely wonderful sensation.

Zuo Xiaoxian, as if granted a reprieve, breathed a sigh of relief and revealed an excited smile. She lowered her head and bit down hard on
An Xuening 's labia, her tongue darting inside like a serpent.

An Xuening couldn't help but let out a cry, a scream that sounded like a sob: "Sister Xian, ah...it's so sore..."
An Xueying was also working hard to reciprocate Zuo Xiaoxian's pleasure. The sounds of the two women licking each other during their 69 session became even more pronounced, with only occasional
intermittent moans, because their mouths were now tools for pleasing each other, and they had no time to make any extra
sounds.

The beautiful yet lewd scene of the lesbians was extremely stimulating, and they were immersed in pleasure, unable to extricate themselves.

At this moment, Zhang Dong was enjoying himself immensely, but he deliberately stopped, looking at An Xueying panting beneath him,
and couldn't help but bite her nipple, saying with a smile, "Xueying, look how happy your sister is now."

An Xueying was already limp, her fair skin covered in fragrant sweat, extremely alluring, her disheveled hair
and flushed face making her look even more enchanting.

An Xueying was almost out of her mind from the intense pleasure, her consciousness blurred, and when she heard Zhang Dong's
words, she instinctively turned her head, because she also heard that incredibly seductive sound.

Upon seeing this, An Xueying's breath caught in her throat, and she felt as if her soul was in a daze.

This kind of sex was extremely stimulating for An Xueying, especially with two women involved.
Her eyes widened instantly, her face filled with disbelief; the scene before her was simply too shocking.

Seeing An Xuening's alluring, passionate expression, her intoxicated and excited demeanor, was
incredibly . Especially when An Xuening's hands were gripping Zuo Xiaoxian's buttocks, moaning with pleasure, while her tongue
licked her wet vulva with relish, as if savoring the most delicious dish, showing no
reluctance but complete absorption—the impact on An Xueying was immense.

An Xueying, panting heavily, froze, instinctively imagining what that feeling would be like. Her sensitive vulva
being so skillfully teased by tongues was simply unimaginable.

"Sex isn't just about receiving pleasure; it's also about giving pleasure. Sometimes you might think it's absurd, but once
you willingly try it, it will bring you ecstatic pleasure. As long as you can open your heart and enjoy it, I guarantee
you'll crave it and experience unparalleled joy." Zhang Dong stopped his movements, kissing An Xueying and whispering,
while admiring her shocked expression.

An Xueying's heart trembled instantly. She couldn't help but look at Zhang Dong with embarrassment, feeling
the throbbing of the huge thing inside her. She had to admit that, apart from the unease of restraint, she had experienced
pleasures she never dared to imagine before. Even though it was extremely lewd, she didn't feel any pain or shame.

The intense thrusting just now had almost made An Xueying's soul leave her body. Now that Zhang Dong had suddenly stopped, she felt
an indescribable discomfort. Her body seemed restless, and even her sensitive areas were itchy.

An Xueying subconsciously twisted her waist and let out a soft moan. When she saw the ambiguous smile on Zhang Dong's face, she
was instantly embarrassed. She knew she had been teased; Zhang Dong wanted to see
the primal .

"That's right, that's how you should twist. It'll make you feel good, and it'll make me feel good too." Zhang Dong laughed and
lowered his head to bite An Xueying's pink nipple, lewdly saying, "Baby, wait for me a moment. I'm going to check on
our precious sister-in-law and satisfy her unspoken but definitely cravings."

"What?" An Xueying exclaimed, because Zhang Dong slowly withdrew his penis from her body
, and the resulting emptiness was very uncomfortable. She couldn't help but cast a curious yet somewhat
resentful look at Zhang Dong.

An Xueying had psychologically accepted the fact that she was moaning beneath Zhang Dong, which secretly pleased him. He glanced
at his manhood, which was covered in love juice, and then couldn't help but look between her legs. Her plump vulva was
overflowing with love juice, some of it even dripping onto the sheets, making it look even more alluring.

An Xueying had regained some strength, but with Zhang Dong looking at her like this, she no longer wanted to close her legs.
She knew that these attempts were just a cover-up, and she had begun to enjoy the pleasure of this lewd atmosphere. Even though she still
felt ashamed, she couldn't deny that this night had brought her unprecedented pleasure.

An Xueying lay obediently, her face flushed, watching Zhang Dong turn around. Her eyes held a hint of curiosity, and a
hidden excitement. She couldn't imagine what other outrageous things Zhang Dong would do in front of her
—t.

Zhang Dong deliberately left An Xueying hanging, keeping her in a state of limbo, to prevent
her . Even if he gave her a strong orgasm tonight, she would still feel that sex was just about lying down and being played with.
Zhang Dong didn't want that. He wanted her to be trained to be proactive enough. For the sake of their future mother-daughter relationship, he had to
teach An Xueying to be proactive and integrated. He couldn't let her get used to lying in bed and being manipulated. At the very least, she had to accept
some absurd interactive methods.

An Xuening and Zuo Xiaoxian's moans rose and fell, the mutual pleasure of 69 making them intoxicated and completely
oblivious to Zhang Dong's approach, since they were already very close.

Zhang Dong slowly moved to An Xuening's side and slapped Zuo Xiaoxian's buttocks hard with both hands. Zuo Xiaoxian immediately
let out a passionate moan and licked even more vigorously.

At this moment, An Xuening raised her head, her face flushed with passion, her lips smeared with Zuo Xiaoxian's love juice.
She looked obscene, yet it was very exciting.

An Xuening looked at Zhang Dong with a bewildered expression, her rapid breathing revealing no sign of displeasure.

Zhang Dong chuckled and patted An Xuening's cheek, looking down at her. He slowly brought his penis to her
mouth, excitedly growling, "Xuening, come and lick your husband's cock clean. It's covered in your sister's
love juice, so much that it's even on her testicles. Look how wet she is!"

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