【The Mortal World】(Part Two) (441-490) Author: Forced by Life

Author: Forced by Life
Word Count: 193380

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Looking at Yang Ziyan's stunning figure, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but ponder how
to create an opportunity for himself to be alone with Yang Ziyan or Wang Hui.

Only then could he test Yang Ziyan's feelings and see
if after much thought, he couldn't come up with a solution.
Just as Zhou Menglong was struggling with this, Yang Ziyan finished singing, sat down on the sofa, and loudly said, "
Wang Hui , look at you! I told you I wouldn't sing, but you insisted. Look, I'm
sweating buckets after I finished singing, it's so uncomfortable!"

Hearing Yang Ziyan say this, Zhou Menglong was overjoyed. It was exactly what he wanted! Thinking of this,
Zhou Menglong stood up: "Secretary Yang, please don't say that! Your singing is truly beautiful. If you hadn't
sung, we really wouldn't have heard such a beautiful voice." "Oh, you're sweating, aren't you? It's alright. You
know , this is the best place in Chuncheng, all the facilities are top-notch. Come with me, I'll take you to wash your face
. That might make you feel better. Wang Hui, you play for a bit, we'll be right back."

Saying he was taking Yang Ziyan to wash her face meant they were actually in the same room. Zhou Menglong led Yang
Ziyan to the bathroom door and said, "Secretary Yang, there's water here, towels and everything you need.
Go in and wash up."

He then turned around, intentionally or unintentionally blocking most of the door with his body,
leaving only a small gap. If Yang Ziyan wanted to pass, she would have to squeeze
past .

Yang Ziyan looked at Zhou Menglong and smiled slightly, "County Chief Zhou, thank you." That smile was like
a spring breeze thawing the ice, like a hundred flowers blooming, making Zhou Menglong's heart flutter slightly.

Just then, Yang Ziyan's body moved closer to
Zhou a faint fragrance emanated from her, filling Zhou Menglong's nostrils and
invigorating him.

Yang Ziyan's body pressed against Zhou Menglong's, and because they were both turned to the side
, their chests involuntarily touched. In this situation, Zhou Menglong felt Yang Ziyan's full breasts pressing

against his chest . Although there was a cheongsam tightly covering her full and firm breasts, Zhou Menglong could still feel the elasticity and heat of her high breasts, and sense her fiery body. A surge of heat rose in Zhou Menglong's heart, and a certain part of his body involuntarily reacted. Yang Ziyan also sensed a strong masculine aura emanating from Zhou Menglong, which entered her heart, causing her heart to flutter slightly. Under these circumstances, Yang Ziyan couldn't help but give Zhou Menglong a charming look, but said nothing . She squeezed past him into the restroom. Seeing that Yang Ziyan wasn't angry at his teasing, Zhou Menglong felt a slight smugness. He sighed and murmured, "Yes, sweating is really uncomfortable. I need to wash up too." With that, Zhou Menglong entered the restroom. Chun Cheng's best dance hall truly lived up to its reputation; even the restroom was spacious, with two sinks. However, after entering, Zhou Menglong didn't go to the other empty sink. Instead, he stood behind Yang Ziyan, scrutinizing her . Because Yang Ziyan was bending over to wash, her body was slightly hunched, causing her cheongsam cling tightly to her body. Zhou Menglong saw that the cheongsam clung tightly to Yang Ziyan fully displaying the contours of her round and pert buttocks . Seeing this alluring scene, Zhou Menglong felt a surge of heat, his eyes fixed on Yang Ziyan's full, round buttocks, tightly wrapped in the cheongsam, unable to look away even a moment. Zhou Menglong noticed a barely perceptible which he knew was the trace of her panties covering the softest, most mysterious, slightly raised triangle of her body . Thinking of the beautiful scenery of Yang Ziyan's secret paradise, Zhou Menglong felt a surge of heat rise in his heart, making his breathing slightly rapid. At this point, Zhou Menglong's boldness grew. He moved forward slightly , bringing himself even closer to Yang Ziyan. Then , he bent down and whispered in her ear, "Secretary Yang, look, the environment here is alright, isn't it?" As he spoke, a hot breath escaped his lips, brushing against Yang Ziyan 's sensitive ear, causing her heart to skip a beat. She shook her head, as if unable to bear Zhou Menglong 's teasing. However, this action caused her earlobe to lightly touch , sending a strange sensation through her. She straightened up, turned around, and looked at Zhou Menglong. Yang Ziyan's actions startled Zhou Menglong. He immediately regretted his haste and provoking her. However, to his surprise, after glancing at Zhou Menglong, Yang Ziyan said, "County Chief Zhou, thank you for bringing us to such a wonderful place. It's truly an eye-opener." She then gave Zhou Menglong a look he couldn't understand before turning back to washing. Seeing that Yang Ziyan showed no sign of reproach, Zhou Menglong's courage grew . He moved closer to her again, one hand...

His hand reached towards Yang Ziyan's full buttocks, tightly encased in her cheongsam.

As his hand drew closer, Zhou Menglong could even feel
the heat emanating from her buttocks, and his heart pounded.

Although he longed to caress her round, firm buttocks, Zhou Menglong, unaware of
Yang Ziyan's true intentions, forced himself to suppress his impulse and withdrew his hand.

Although Zhou Menglong and Yang Ziyan had been intimate more than once, each time Yang Ziyan had
feigned resistance. Therefore, Zhou Menglong believed that Yang Ziyan was unaware of his true identity,
which was why he had been hesitant. But now, for some reason, Yang
Ziyan by his bold advances, showing no anger or resentment. On the contrary, she seemed to accept his advances
with a sense of resignation, which was precisely what Zhou Menglong couldn't understand.

However, Yang Ziyan's alluring body brought Zhou Menglong an intense stimulation, stirring a restless desire within him. Yet, unsure of
Yang Ziyan's true feelings,
Zhou Menglong dared not act rashly.

In this situation, Zhou Menglong glanced at Yang Ziyan, seeing her slowly washing up
. Knowing she still had some time, he quickly finished washing and said to her, "Secretary Yang,
take your time washing, I'll go now." Hearing this, Yang Ziyan nodded. Zhou Menglong turned and
left the bathroom, going to Wang Hui's side.

Unbeknownst to Zhou Menglong, after his footsteps faded into the distance, Yang Ziyan
stopped what she was doing, turned around, and looked at the spot where Zhou Menglong had disappeared.
A hint of resentment appeared in her large, watery eyes.

Approaching Wang Hui, Zhou Menglong found her swaying and singing,
completely unaware of his presence. A mischievous thought crossed his mind.
He crouched down beside her, then reached out and embraced one of
her long, straight thighs, rubbing his face against it.

His other hand slipped between her legs, gently caressing the softest, most
mysterious slightly raised triangle.

Wang Hui felt someone suddenly hug her leg, which startled her. She was about to cry
out, but seeing it was Zhou Menglong, she swallowed her words
and instead shifted her body slightly, whispering to Zhou Menglong, "County Chief Zhou, what are you doing? It's tickling me so much!
Stop it! Let me tell you, if Secretary Yang sees this, things could get very bad."

Hearing this, Zhou Menglong chuckled inwardly. He glanced at
Wang smiled slightly and said, "Wang Hui, what are you afraid of? Let me tell you, Secretary Yang is taking a shower over there,
it'll be a while. But you should keep singing, okay?" Hearing
this ... The actions genuinely brought Wang Hui a
sense of joy. Under these circumstances, Wang Hui couldn't help but sigh slightly and continue singing
. Zhou Menglong felt that even through the stockings, he could still feel
how . Rubbing his face against them gave him an indescribable
feeling of pleasure. The caress of his large hands on
the softest and most mysterious slightly raised triangle area of Wang Hui's body, tightly wrapped in stockings, also
excited . Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but breathe slightly, and his eyes
involuntarily closed slightly as he wholeheartedly experienced the pleasure brought to him by Wang Hui's youthful and vibrant body
.

Although Wang Hui was singing, her entire focus was on Zhou Menglong's actions. Waves
of masculine heat emanated from Zhou Menglong's mouth, washing over her thighs, making Wang Hui feel
flustered and confused. The movement of Zhou Menglong's hand, resting on
the softest and most mysterious triangle of her slightly raised body, further
aroused Wang Hui. She wanted to moan with pleasure, but fearing
Yang Ziyan would hear, she forced herself to suppress it, though her body finally trembled slightly.

The thought of Yang Ziyan in the next bathroom, while she was in this large room being touched by a man
, his hand on her most sensitive area, stirred a strange feeling within
her . Her breathing grew heavier, and
under Zhou Menglong's stimulation, it almost ceased.

Fortunately, Wang Hui managed to calm herself and continue singing, but it was completely out of tune. Her
slightly trembling voice revealed how flustered she was.

Zhou Menglong

felt Wang Hui's body tremble slightly under his touch, and her voice
became increasingly incoherent under his teasing. A strange feeling welled
up inside him, making him feel incredibly excited
. He wanted to see just how much Wang Hui's body could withstand his teasing. Thinking this,
he became even more gentle and seductive.

Feeling Zhou Menglong's large hand like a venomous snake constantly stimulating her sensitive nerves,
a strange sense of stimulation and pleasure surged through Wang Hui, making her feel excited as well.

Under these circumstances, Wang Hui sang incoherently while swaying her body, matching
Zhou Menglong's movements, rubbing her body against his. Wang Hui
felt only in this way could she feel better,
and the desire and impulse that Zhou Menglong had aroused within her be slightly suppressed.

Sensing Wang Hui's actions, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but feel a slight smile. Under these circumstances, Zhou...
Menglong unconsciously
withdrew his hand from the softest and most mysterious clitoris between Wang Hui's legs, which was tightly encased in white stockings. Instead, he grabbed
Wang Hui's denim skirt, intending to pull it down to her waist,
fully exposing the clitoris.

He then pressed his face against it, partly
to inhale the , and partly to feel
the softness and elasticity of the clitoris tightly encased in stockings.

"Menglong, don't do this. Secretary Yang will definitely be unhappy if he sees us like this,"
Wang Hui said to Zhou Menglong, sitting motionless and biting her lip.

Zhou Menglong smiled mischievously, "Wang Hui, look at you, you could have come to see me by yourself, but you insisted on coming with
Secretary . Now I'm at a loss for what to do. I can't hold back anymore, what do you suggest?"

Hearing this, Wang Hui sighed softly, "County Chief Zhou, I know
you have feelings for Secretary Yang. As a woman, I can see the passion in your eyes when you look at him.
No, I'll help you out, okay?"

Hearing this, Zhou Menglong's heart skipped a beat, but he immediately remembered that
Wang Hui had tried to set him up with Fu Ningning. Thinking of this, and seeing that Wang Hui's delicate
face didn't seem to be joking when she said this, Zhou Menglong nodded.

Seeing Zhou Menglong agree without hesitation, a hint of resentment flickered across Wang Hui's face.
She opened her mouth, about to say something, but just then, footsteps sounded.
Both Wang Hui and Zhou Menglong's hearts skipped a beat; they knew Yang Ziyan had finished washing and was walking towards them.
It was too late for Zhou Menglong to stand up.

In this situation, Zhou Menglong, quick-witted, stopped what he was doing, picked up a wine glass from
the coffee table , threw it on the floor, picked it up again, and then
stood up casually. Holding the glass in front of Wang Hui, he said, "Wang Hui, look at you, how could you be
so careless, knocking the wine glass to the floor?"

Clearly, Zhou Menglong's actions had fooled Yang Ziyan. She glanced at Zhou Menglong, then
plopped down on the sofa, quietly listening to Wang Hui sing.

Wang Hui, whose body had just been aroused by Zhou Menglong, was in no condition to
remain . Although she knew her trembling voice would arouse Yang Ziyan's suspicion, she couldn't control
it. With a sigh, she tossed the microphone
aside and sat down next to Yang Ziyan, saying sweetly, "Secretary Yang, we've been singing
for a while now . If you're tired, let's dance."

Yang Ziyan looked at Wang Hui, noticing her flushed face and tiny beads of
sweat on her small nose. Seeing Wang Hui's appearance, a strange light flashed in Yang Ziyan's large,
watery eyes. She nodded,
agreeing to Wang Hui's suggestion.

Zhou Menglong obediently played a gentle dance tune. As the music started, Wang Hui stood up,
took Yang Ziyan's hand, who was sitting gracefully on the sofa, and then took Zhou Menglong's hand.
After giving Zhou Menglong a charming smile, Wang Hui said, "County Chief Zhou, come, dance with Secretary Yang." Hearing Wang Hui say this,
Zhou Menglong 's heart skipped a beat, but he saw Wang Hui looking at him encouragingly.

Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong walked over to Yang Ziyan, bowed politely
, and said, "Secretary Yang, would you do me the honor of dancing a song with me?"

Hearing this, Yang Ziyan smiled slightly and said, "Dancing is
the domain of you young people. We're old and can't dance anymore. You and Wang Hui dance; I'll just watch from the sidelines."

Her meaning was clear: she didn't
want felt a slight disappointment. Just then, Wang Hui said, "Secretary Yang..." "Remember, really
! We finally get to come out, and you're making a fuss about this and that. Can't you just relax and have
some dance? I'm happy today, so I'm making the decision.
You listen to me, dance properly with County Chief Zhou, and then I'll dance with him again in the next song."

Hearing Wang Hui say this, Yang Ziyan naturally couldn't say anything more. Under these circumstances, Yang Ziyan
had no choice but to walk up to Zhou Menglong, extend her hand, and Zhou Menglong smiled slightly and extended his hand as well. The two of them
then started dancing.

However, before they had even taken two steps, Wang Hui shouted again, "Secretary Yang, County Chief Zhou, you two are
really something! This place is so small, how can we possibly move around freely? The room next door is specifically for dancing,
you should go there. I'll stay here, listen to some music, and have a drink." Zhou Menglong knew that Wang Hui
was saying this to create an opportunity for him and Yang Ziyan to be together, so he could have a chance to flirt with her. Under
these circumstances, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but look at Wang Hui with gratitude.

Yang Ziyan, for some reason, didn't object after hearing Wang Hui's suggestion,
but instead allowed Zhou Menglong to lead her to the small room specifically prepared for dancers.

Entering the room, Zhou Menglong saw that it was empty except for a long bench
covered in cowhide, clearly designed for lying down. Seeing this, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but
chuckle, thinking to himself, "Damn, these people are really thoughtful. A room like this is perfect
for doing *that*."

Yang Ziyan, upon entering the room, blushed slightly, but generously put her arm around
Zhou Menglong's shoulder. Seeing Yang Ziyan's face also turn red for some reason, making her
look exceptionally alluring in the dim light, and feeling her proactive embrace,
Zhou Menglong felt a surge of heat in his heart. He wrapped his arms around Yang Ziyan's waist, and they began to dance together.

Listening to the gentle music and smelling the faint fragrance emanating from Yang Ziyan, he felt...
As Yang Ziyan's fiery body pressed slightly against his, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but feel excited.
His hands, which were wrapped around Yang Ziyan's waist, began to tighten, pulling her soft
body closer to him, as if trying to press her tightly against his own
. Whether from nervousness or shyness, Yang Ziyan's large, watery eyes closed slightly

upon sensing Zhou Menglong's actions , and her head tilted back slightly. Only her trembling eyelashes revealed her inner turmoil. Seeing Yang Ziyan's alluring expression, Zhou Menglong secretly swallowed, and his hands tightened their grip. With his efforts, Yang Ziyan's body and Zhou Menglong's body were now in slight contact. Now, Yang Ziyan's heart was pounding. Warm breath emanated from Zhou Menglong, entering Yang Ziyan's delicate body, causing her to breathe slightly heavily. Although he was already very familiar with Yang Ziyan's body, this was , allowed Zhou Menglong to better appreciate Yang Ziyan's charm. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong became even more excited, and a certain part of his body began to stir. Feeling the change in a certain part of his body, Zhou Menglong's heart skipped a beat . Their bodies were so close; if his penis grew any larger, Yang Ziyan would definitely notice. Wang Hui was outside. Although Zhou Menglong knew Yang Ziyan would be compliant when they were alone, he didn't know what awaited him in front of Wang Hui . In this situation, Zhou Menglong inwardly groaned, trying to distract himself and soften his body. However, Yang Ziyan's body was simply too alluring, making it impossible for Zhou Menglong to resist her natural temptation. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong's large penis quickly swelled. Zhou Menglong gave a wry smile, slightly lifting his buttocks to avoid Yang Ziyan noticing the change in his body, and jumped up with her. Zhou Menglong's current appearance was somewhat comical. Yang Ziyan seemed to sense something was wrong with Zhou Menglong. Under these circumstances, she opened her large, watery eyes and looked at him. Zhou Menglong knew Yang Ziyan had noticed something was amiss, and he gave a wry smile, whispering to her, "Secretary Yang, I'm so sorry. You were so captivating tonight, I... I couldn't help myself. So... so, please don't blame me, okay? If it's not okay, let's go outside." As soon as the words left his mouth, Zhou Menglong wanted to slap himself. He had considered having a one-man-two-woman arrangement when he entered the dance hall, but now that the opportunity was right in front of him, he was refusing it. Wasn't that so unlike him? But the words were already spoken and couldn't be taken back. In this situation, Zhou Menglong could only look at Yang Ziyan with a wry smile. However, to Zhou Menglong's surprise, Yang Ziyan didn't blame him at all. After hearing his words, Yang Ziyan couldn't help but smile sweetly, and the large hand on Zhou Menglong's shoulder tightened its grip. Her soft body made contact with Zhou Menglong's body, as if she didn't care at all about the impoliteness of Zhou Menglong's lower body. Yang Ziyan's actions made Zhou Menglong's heart skip a beat. Although he didn't understand why Yang Ziyan was doing this, it would be against Zhou Menglong's nature not to take advantage of such an offer . After feeling Yang Ziyan's body language, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but get excited. Because he didn't have to worry about Yang Ziyan blaming him, Zhou Menglong let go, and his body lifted up, so that his slightly erect penis pressed against Yang Ziyan's body. A wave of heat emanated from Zhou Menglong's hardness and heat, stimulating Yang Ziyan's sensitive nerves, causing her to breathe slightly heavily. One of her arms, which was wrapped around Zhou Menglong's body, tightened its grip, and her breasts intentionally or unintentionally made contact with Zhou Menglong's broad chest. Although there was clothing between them, Zhou Menglong immediately felt the two soft mounds of flesh pressed tightly against his body. The elasticity and firmness of those mounds sent a shiver through him. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong tightened his grip, and taking advantage of the dance, rubbed his chest against Yang Ziyan's full, firm breasts , tightly encased in her cheongsam, experiencing the pleasure her breasts brought him . By now, Yang Ziyan's breathing had become rapid, and two blushes had crept onto her pretty face, making her look even more charming and alluring. Seeing Yang Ziyan's radiant appearance, Zhou Menglong felt a surge of lust rise from the depths of his heart. In this state, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but lean his head over Yang Ziyan's neck, rubbing his face against her delicate features, while whispering in her ear, "Secretary Yang, you danced so well." The warm breath from Zhou Menglong's mouth made Yang Ziyan's body tremble involuntarily. Intentionally or unintentionally, Yang Ziyan gently shook her head, causing her delicate face to rub . While enjoying Zhou Menglong's enthusiasm, Yang Ziyan whispered in his ear, "County Chief Zhou, you danced quite well too. I wonder, in your current state, have you thought about your woman?" Hearing this, Zhou Menglong was slightly taken aback. He hadn't expected Yang Ziyan to say such a thing at this time. After gently blowing a breath into Yang Ziyan's delicate ear, he replied, "I have. But my woman..."

"A whole bunch, I wonder which one Secretary Yang is referring to."

Hearing Zhou Menglong say this, Yang Ziyan couldn't help but reach out
and pinch before saying, "County Chief Zhou, don't think I can't see it. Wang Hui has been with you
for a long time, but I really don't understand why you, with so many women, still have designs on me."
Hearing Yang Ziyan's words, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but feel a surge of joy, thinking to himself, "You
seem quite comfortable with me, don't you?" While thinking this, Zhou Menglong didn't show
it . Instead, he sighed and said, "Secretary Yang, you don't know, I also like you very much. I like
you, and I also like Wang Hui. Are you two willing to... " "Stay with me."

Hearing Zhou Menglong say this, Yang Ziyan's body seemed to tremble again. Under this situation,
Zhou Menglong couldn't help but get excited. While gently blowing hot breath into Yang Ziyan's ear, he said to her with a
slight pant, "Secretary Yang, you should know that your looks are in no way inferior to Wang Hui's.
Today is a rare opportunity. If you're willing, let's play a game of 'one dragon and two phoenixes' right here.
Don't you think that's exciting? Do you want to try it?"

Zhou Menglong's words, half-joking and half-serious, could be said to be both offensive and defensive. If Yang Ziyan
took it seriously , he could just sit back and enjoy the thrill of the game.

If Yang Ziyan got angry, Zhou Menglong could say that he was just joking with her, and Yang Ziyan couldn't
do anything to him. Moreover, Zhou Menglong vaguely felt that Yang Ziyan didn't seem to resist him, which was why he dared
to tease her like that.

To Zhou Menglong's surprise, Yang Ziyan
fell instead tightening her embrace.

With Yang Ziyan's face on his shoulder, Zhou Menglong couldn't see
what she was thinking. In this situation, they fell into silence,
dancing .

Seeing Yang Ziyan's silence, Zhou Menglong knew his words had
resonated . He stopped teasing her and instead, intentionally or unintentionally,
began
to press .

Zhou Menglong felt that Yang Ziyan's abdomen was so flat and elastic; his hardness
and heat pressing against it felt like pressing against a warm sponge, an
indescribable pleasure.

Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but breathe slightly heavily. Unexpectedly, Yang Ziyan
suddenly raised her head, gave him a charming look, and then said sweetly, "County Chief Zhou,
you're really confident! You want Wang Hui and me to serve you both? You little rascal, you're dreaming! Do you think
I'll agree?"

Seeing Yang Ziyan's alluring expression, Zhou Menglong's heart fluttered slightly.
In , Zhou Menglong pressed his hard, hot

groin against Yang Ziyan's lower abdomen. This caused Yang Ziyan to let out a soft moan. Then, he smiled and said to Yang Ziyan, "Secretary Yang, look at
what you're saying! In this world, there's nothing you can't do, only things you haven't thought of. Wang Hui and you are both so
beautiful and charming, so full of allure. I wonder what else in this world could attract my
attention more?"

Receiving Zhou Menglong's praise, Yang Ziyan seemed to blush slightly. A
playful glint appeared in her large, watery eyes, making her look like a shy young girl, completely unlike
a mature married woman.

Seeing Yang Ziyan's girlish shyness, Zhou Menglong felt a surge of excitement. In this state,
he lowered his head and kissed Yang Ziyan's slightly parted, sexy, and thin lips
. Yang Ziyan hadn't expected Zhou Menglong to be so
bold and let out a soft gasp.

But the gasp was cut short by Zhou Menglong's kiss; he had already
pressed his burning lips against Yang Ziyan's crimson lips.

At that moment, Yang Ziyan felt the alluring heat emanating from Zhou Menglong.
For some reason, she stood there quietly, letting Zhou Menglong
cup her delicate face and passionately kiss her sensual lips. Provoked by Zhou Menglong
, Yang Ziyan's breathing gradually became heavier.

Zhou Menglong hadn't expected Yang Ziyan to be so compliant, and he felt a surge of pleasure. Her
slightly rapid breathing only fueled his excitement.

While still passionately kissing Yang Ziyan's lips, savoring her
sweetness and deliciousness, he reached out and, through her clothes, began to
caress her back.

Although there was a layer of clothing between them, Zhou Menglong could still feel the smooth and delicate
skin on Yang Ziyan's back. After a while, Zhou Menglong suddenly stopped what he was doing with his hands and mouth, and instead
looked at .

Yang Ziyan was now completely alluring, her large, watery eyes seeming to overflow
with desire as she looked at Zhou Menglong. Seeing Zhou Menglong smiling at her, Yang Ziyan's heart skipped
a beat . In this state, as if possessed, she moved her
hot body closer to Zhou Menglong, placing her soft, boneless hands on his shoulders.
After gently licking her lips, Yang Ziyan said in a sweet voice, "County Chief Zhou, what's wrong? Why did you stop?"

Her demeanor was indescribably charming and adorable. Seeing Yang Ziyan's tender appearance,
Zhou Menglong's heart warmed. He reached out and gently pulled Yang Ziyan into his arms, tenderly
kissing her delicate face. Then, Zhou Menglong leaned close to Yang Ziyan's
ear and whispered, "Secretary Yang, I know you're not wearing a bra today."

Hearing Zhou Menglong's words, Yang Ziyan glanced at him alluringly before lowering her head and whispering
, "County Chief Zhou, how did you know I wasn't wearing a bra? Let me tell you, I was."

Zhou Menglong chuckled, lifted Yang Ziyan's chin, and looked at her affectionately, saying, "Secretary Yang,
let me tell you, based on my senses, you definitely weren't wearing a bra. Otherwise, how come I couldn't feel any bra marks
when ?"

Hearing this, Yang Ziyan seemed to shift uncomfortably in Zhou Menglong's arms
before opening her large, watery eyes and looking at him, saying, "County Chief Zhou, let me tell you, sometimes your
senses can deceive you. I said I was wearing one, so why would I lie to you?" Seeing that Yang Ziyan still wouldn't
admit she wasn't wearing a bra, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but become excited.

Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but reach out a hand towards Yang Ziyan's high and firm
breasts. Panting, he said, "Secretary Yang, look at what you're saying. Whether she's wearing
a bra or not, I can find out by touching her. There's no need for us to argue about this."
At this point, Zhou Menglong paused slightly. When he touched her, he felt a slight
hardness; what else could it be but Yang Ziyan's bra? But immediately, Zhou Menglong was greatly intrigued by the bra

tightly encasing Yang Ziyan's breasts . Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong began to gently caress Yang Ziyan's large, firm breasts, feeling the immense size and elasticity of her breasts, which were too large to grasp with one hand, all contained within the cheongsam. He then said to Yang Ziyan, "Secretary Yang, it's really strange. You're really wearing it, but why isn't strapped?" Zhou Menglong's words caused a slight flutter in Yang Ziyan's heart, while the warm, masculine scent emanating her feel somewhat flustered and confused. Under these circumstances, Yang Ziyan involuntarily twisted her body, making her full and firm breasts, tightly even more prominent. She enjoyed the pleasure brought by Zhou Menglong's large hands caressing her full breasts. At the same time, Yang Ziyan raised her head, looking at Zhou Menglong charmingly, but without saying a word. A wave of heat emanated from Zhou Menglong's large hands, passing through the cheongsam tightly wrapped around Yang Ziyan 's breasts, reaching her heart and making her feel a tingling . And now, the soft music was playing, while Wang Hui was outside, and she and Zhou Menglong were being intimate—an intimacy that only happened between intimate lovers. A strange feeling welled up in her heart, causing Yang Ziyan to reach out and tightly grasp Zhou Menglong's hand. In the dim light, Yang Ziyan's alluring eyes exuded an indescribable seduction. Looking at her captivating appearance, and feeling her hand grasp his own as he caressed her ample breasts, making his movements on her chest somewhat difficult, Zhou Menglong simply stopped his hand on her breasts and let her hold his. Seeing Zhou Menglong stop, Yang Ziyan couldn't help but feel a slight sense of relief. She didn't know why, but this young man before her seemed to possess a kind of magic. Every time Yang Ziyan saw Zhou Menglong, she felt an irresistible urge to seduce him. Like today, even though she knew Wang Hui was in the next room, Zhou Menglong's teasing still made her heart flutter. Yang Ziyan realized that if she didn't stop Zhou Menglong's advances, her desire might erupt uncontrollably. She couldn't imagine what would happen in that space between her and Zhou Menglong. Now, feeling that Zhou Menglong had finally stopped, Yang Ziyan breathed a long sigh of relief. But at the same time, a faint sense of loss rose in her heart. But immediately, Yang Ziyan's heart tightened. Although Zhou Menglong had stopped stroking her firm, high breasts with one hand, his other hand hadn't stopped. It had moved to the softest, most mysterious, slightly raised triangle between and pressed against it. Then, Yang Ziyan felt Zhou Menglong lift his head, looking at her provocatively. Even through her clothes, the warm masculine scent emanating from Zhou Menglong's large hand was clearly felt by Yang Ziyan, and she realized that the most . Under these circumstances, Yang Ziyan felt a strange sensation welling up inside her, making her want to moan and cry out loud to express the overwhelming pleasure surging within her. However, she didn't do so, because she knew that if she moaned aloud, her true intentions would be exposed, and she might lose all value in Zhou Menglong's eyes. Yang Ziyan's hand reached out, and Zhou Menglong's annoying hand was pressing against the softest, most secret, and most sensitive part of her body—the slightly raised triangle between her legs. The stimulation made her want to release, but she had to forcefully suppress it. In this situation, a hint of resentment appeared in Yang Ziyan's eyes. Gradually, Yang Ziyan felt Zhou Menglong's hand, which was pressing against the softest , grow bolder and begin to caress that area. Waves of tingling sensations emanated from that softest, most mysterious part of her body, tightly encased in her cheongsam and underwear.

A sensitive feeling welled up in Yang Ziyan's heart, causing her to feel conflicted.

At that moment, she didn't know whether she should yield to Zhou Menglong and pursue the
pleasure she had longed for, or struggle away from him and prevent his advances from succeeding.

This conflicting feeling caused her to raise her head and glance at Zhou Menglong, only to see
him looking at her provocatively, as if he were certain she wouldn't be able to resist his
advances.

Under these circumstances, Yang Ziyan gritted her teeth, forcibly
suppressing her desires and impulses. Instead, she slightly closed her legs, and with one hand, she reached out and tightly grasped
Zhou Menglong 's
large hand, which was caressing the softest and most mysterious part of her body—the slightly raised area between her legs.

Now, both of Zhou Menglong's hands were held by Yang Ziyan. The firmness and
strength made Zhou Menglong feel her determination.

Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong assumed that Yang Ziyan was rejecting him because Wang Hui was outside. He
sighed, loosened his grip, and stopped
teasing Yang Ziyan. Yang Ziyan sensed Zhou Menglong's disappointment, and
a hint of reluctance suddenly rose in her eyes. After looking at Zhou Menglong, she sighed and
said, "County Chief Zhou, I'm sorry, please forgive me. Wang Hui is outside. I...I...Although I enjoy
being with you, I can't do anything in front of Wang Hui. I'm sorry, County Chief Zhou..." "Secretary, please forgive
me, okay?"

Zhou Menglong sighed, knowing that Yang Ziyan wouldn't let him do anything under these circumstances.
Just then, the music stopped. Zhou Menglong smiled slightly and
said, "Secretary Yang, I know your difficulties. I won't blame you. Come on, let's go out for a drink."

Hearing this, Yang Ziyan breathed a slight sigh of relief. She looked at Zhou Menglong,
opened her mouth, but hesitated, then nodded and
followed him out of the small room prepared for the dancers.

Outside, Zhou Menglong saw Wang Hui standing there, looking at him and Yang Ziyan with a half-
smile . Even with Zhou Menglong's thick skin, he couldn't help but
blush under Wang Hui's ambiguous gaze.

Seeing Yang Ziyan and Zhou Menglong emerge, Wang Hui walked over to Yang Ziyan, took
her hand, and whispered, "Secretary Yang, how are you? Have you found that old feeling again?"

Wang Hui's words made Yang Ziyan's heart flutter slightly. Under these circumstances, Yang Ziyan
widened her large, watery eyes and looked at Wang Hui, saying, "Wang Hui, what are you saying?"

Seeing Yang Ziyan's feigned nonchalance, Wang Hui couldn't help but feel a slight smirk, thinking to herself:
"Secretary Yang, stop pretending. I know that if County Chief Zhou really wants to conquer you, you can't escape.
You think I can't see through your act? I wonder what County Chief Zhou has
done to you to make your face so red."

Thinking of this, Wang Hui seemed to see Yang Ziyan being held tightly in Zhou Menglong's arms, and Zhou Menglong
's big hands stroking Yang Ziyan's thighs, the slightly raised triangle between her legs, and her full
and firm breasts. Thinking of this, Wang Hui couldn't help but feel restless.

Seeing Yang Ziyan asking her question, Wang Hui sighed and gently took Yang Ziyan's
hand, saying softly, "Secretary Yang, I didn't say anything. What I meant was, you must have been quite
good at dancing back then, and County Chief Zhou's technique is so good, so that's why I asked if you've found that feeling again."
Wang Hui 's words didn't mention Zhou Menglong's dancing skills, but only his technique, the implied meaning
was self-evident. Hearing Wang Hui say this, Yang Ziyan sighed, looked at Wang Hui,
but didn't say anything more.

Wang Hui ignored Yang Ziyan and skipped over to Zhou
Menglong his hand, and said loudly, "County Chief Zhou, come on, now it's your turn to dance with me."

Zhou Menglong nodded, looked at Yang Ziyan, and after seeing that Yang Ziyan was sitting on the sofa as if nothing had happened
, Zhou Menglong let Wang Hui lead him to the small room, where the soft music
started playing again.

As soon as they entered the room, Wang Hui couldn't wait any longer and tightly embraced Zhou Menglong. Her
full, firm breasts, hidden beneath her clothes, began to rub against Zhou Menglong's body with
her movements. She breathed heavily, savoring the pleasure of her body rubbing against his chest, and
said, "County Chief Zhou, come, hold me tight. You know, just now,
when you and Secretary Yang were in there, thinking about your intimate actions, it
really a little uncomfortable."

Hearing Wang Hui's words, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but smile slightly, reaching out to flick Wang Hui's finger...
After pinching Wang Hui's delicate face, he said, "What, you're even jealous of Secretary Yang?"

Wang Hui's delicate face flushed slightly. She reached out and slapped Zhou Menglong's
hand before softly saying, "Look at what you're saying. I was just thinking that my beloved man is with
another woman, even though that woman is Secretary Yang. I can't help but feel a little
uncomfortable. But I didn't mean to blame you."

Seeing Wang Hui's expression, Zhou Menglong felt a surge of heat. His
already slightly aroused penis, teased by Yang Ziyan, became hard and hot.

Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong stretched out his arm and pulled Wang Hui into his arms. Without
a word , he kissed Wang Hui's sweet lips, and his hands eagerly grabbed
one of Wang Hui's full and firm breasts, which was tightly wrapped in her clothes, and began
to knead it freely through the fabric.

Wang Hui let out a soft moan, her hands involuntarily wrapping tightly around Zhou Menglong's waist, her lips moving in a hurried whisper.
Wang Hui opened her mouth wide, extending her soft, smooth tongue, which intertwined with Zhou Menglong's.

At the same time, her body involuntarily twisted, trying
to accentuate her breasts, which were tightly encased in her clothing, in response to Zhou Menglong's actions.

Zhou Menglong hadn't expected Wang Hui to be so passionate. In this situation, a mischievous
thought arose in his mind. With his other hand, he unceremoniously lifted Wang Hui's denim miniskirt, his hand
exploring the softest, most mysterious, slightly
raised .

Upon touching her, he felt an indescribable silky smoothness, sensing
the warmth and moisture of the softest and most mysterious part of Wang Hui's body between her legs. Zhou Menglong's heart skipped a beat
. He gently pressed a spot on Wang Hui's body, eliciting a groan from her. Then, he
pulled his hand away and held it to Wang Hui's nose, whispering, "Wang Hui, look
what you've been doing. You're all wet down there. I think you'll have to change your underwear when you get home." A unique, stimulating fragrance from deep within a woman's body wafted into Wang Hui's nostrils , causing her heart to flutter slightly. Under

these circumstances, Wang Hui gave Zhou Menglong a coquettish look before saying, "County Chief Zhou, look at what you're saying. It's all your fault. You and Secretary Yang were making too much noise here, so I couldn't take it anymore." Hearing Wang Hui say this, even Zhou Menglong, with his thick skin, couldn't help but blush. In this situation, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but grab Wang Hui's high, firm breasts, causing her body to tremble. He then chuckled and said, "Wang Hui, isn't that right? Let me tell you, I intentionally made the noise louder , but I didn't expect my Wang Hui to be so easily aroused. But if I tease you a few more times, won't you have to change your underwear every day?" Hearing this, Wang Hui glared at him with her large, watery eyes, then reached out and flicked his already hard and hot penis, saying, "You wish! Do you think you're that attractive?" Although she said this, the alluring desire on her delicate face under the dim light revealed how much she longed and yearned at that moment. Zhou Menglong let out a soft groan, a pained expression appearing . Seeing the expression on Zhou Menglong's face, Wang Hui was startled. Had she really used too much force and hurt him? Wang Hui felt a pang of regret. In this situation, she said to Zhou Menglong with concern, "County Chief Zhou, I'm sorry, did I hurt you?" As she spoke, she reached out to check if he was injured . Seeing Wang Hui's concerned expression, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but chuckle. With a slight exertion, he pushed Wang Hui onto the long orange. Then, like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey, he pinned her down. Seeing the wicked smile on Zhou Menglong's face, Wang Hui realized she had been tricked. Instinctively, she tried to resist, but Zhou Menglong's passionate embrace stirred a surge of excitement within her. Her hands, which had initially tried to push him away, instead tightened around him. Zhou Menglong, supporting himself on the long orange with his large hands, concentrated all his strength on , then gently swayed his body, causing his chest to press and massage against Wang Hui's breasts. Waves of youthful, elastic, and fiery energy emanated from Wang Hui's firm, high breasts, tightly encased , causing Zhou Menglong's heart to stir slightly. While enjoying the indescribable sensation from Wang Hui's breasts, Zhou Menglong, slightly panting, asked Wang Hui, "Wang Hui, what ?" Wang Hui, pushed onto the long orange by Zhou Menglong, had her large, watery eyes slightly closed, enjoying the pleasure he was giving her. Hearing Zhou Menglong's words, Wang Hui's eyes widened as she looked at him and said, " County Chief , why are you asking this? I'm so embarrassed if I don't tell you." Wang Hui's shy, girlish demeanor further aroused Zhou Menglong. Under these circumstances, his body began to writhe more intensely, bringing Wang Hui even greater pleasure. Then, panting, he said to her, "Wang Hui, good Wang Hui, my dear Wang Hui, now it's just the two of us here . What are you worried about? Come on, tell your big brother, I love hearing you talk." Wang Hui groaned, comfortably stretching her body out, enjoying the pleasure Zhou Menglong 's body brought her, and panting, "County Chief Zhou, it's nothing. When I heard your voices inside, I was thinking..." " If only I were the one beneath you, I would be so happy I'd die." Wang Hui felt that as soon as she spoke, Zhou Menglong's already hard and thick penis became even thicker. Under this situation, Wang Hui realized something and couldn't help but groan. She twisted her body to meet Zhou Menglong's friction and pressure , and then panted, "I was thinking, your big hands are caressing my small breasts, squeezing them hard, and your other hand is between my legs, tightly sandwiched between them. How comfortable I would feel like ." As she spoke, Wang Hui closed her eyes and slowly told her what she had been thinking when she heard Zhou Menglong and Yang Ziyan . As she spoke, Wang Hui became engrossed in her sexual fantasies. A strange feeling welled up inside her, causing her body to gradually heat up. At that moment, Wang Hui felt her restless heart stirring again.

As Zhou Menglong listened to Wang Hui's sweet, coquettish voice, he gradually entered
her . Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong felt incredibly stimulated.

No longer content with simply enjoying the pleasure from her firm, high breasts, tightly encased in her blouse
, he shifted
his body, lowered his head, and buried it deeply between her towering breasts,
beginning his movements there.

As soon as he buried his head between her breasts, Zhou Menglong felt a faint, milky
scent wafting through the thin blouse, permeating the air and enticing
his senses.

He greedily inhaled this slightly sweaty, milky fragrance, rubbing
his face between her breasts, savoring their firmness and elasticity . Although separated by a layer of clothing and a bra, Zhou Menglong could sense from Wang Hui's face that her breasts, once full of youthful vitality, seemed to have grown even larger in just a few days, giving him a firmer and more substantial feeling. Thinking that Wang Hui's breasts might have grown larger under his caresses and kneading, Zhou Menglong felt a surge of excitement and unconsciously rubbed his head even harder against Wang Hui's chest. Waves of hot breath escaped from Zhou Menglong's nose and mouth, seeping through the clothing tightly covering Wang Hui's high and firm breasts and landing on her snow-white breasts. Stimulated by this, Wang Hui couldn't help but moan softly. While moaning, she unconsciously reached out and pressed her hands against Zhou Menglong's head, pressing them towards her breasts, trying to make the contact between his head and her breasts even closer, to intensify the pleasure she felt . Meanwhile, Wang Hui kept thrusting her breasts towards Zhou Menglong's head, matching his movements to his, allowing him to more realistically feel the pleasure and love surging within her. Under these circumstances, Wang Hui felt the impulse gradually becoming uncontrollable; she wanted Zhou Menglong's already hard and hot penis to penetrate her body and bring her to an unprecedented climax. Wang Hui remembered that Yang Ziyan was outside the room, and she had just heard Yang Ziyan and Zhou Menglong 's intimate sounds inside. Similarly, Yang Ziyan could hear what she and Zhou Menglong were doing inside. Thinking of this, Wang Hui forcibly restrained her emotions, allowing Zhou Menglong 's head to arch between her breasts. Zhou Menglong felt that Wang Hui's body was gradually becoming hot under his teasing, knowing that Wang Hui beneath him was already aroused. The gradually accumulating pleasure within him made Zhou Menglong somewhat distracted. In this state , he couldn't help but move his body again. After gliding over Wang Hui's flat stomach, Zhou Menglong brought his lips to the softest and most mysterious triangle between Wang Hui's legs. A unique, deep fragrance emanated from the depths of her body, causing Zhou Menglong to inhale . He pressed his face against the slightly raised triangle between Wang Hui's legs, tightly encased in stockings, still radiating heat. Wang Hui could no longer help but moan, her head swaying from side to side. At that moment , Wang Hui felt that Zhou Menglong's teasing brought her endless pleasure. Under these circumstances, Wang Hui involuntarily raised her plump buttocks slightly, bringing the slightly raised triangle area between her legs, tightly encased in stockings, into closer . At the same time, Wang Hui's thighs involuntarily bent, causing the groin of her thighs to rub against Zhou Menglong's face. A strange sensation surged through her, causing a slightly dazed look . In this state, Wang Hui felt a wave of pleasure surging through her body, making her even more restless. Her hands, as if having nowhere to go, tightly gripped the edge of his long, slender penis to prevent herself from losing control in a moment of impulse. Zhou Menglong fully felt the elasticity and heat of the softest and most mysterious triangle of Wang Hui's body, tightly encased in stockings, between her legs. Furthermore , the subtle fragrance emanating from deep within her body wafted from the stockings, assaulting his nostrils and stimulating his senses. Under this stimulation, Zhou Menglong involuntarily turned his head, positioning his lips against the alluring crevice between Wang Hui's legs. Then, he took a deep breath and forcefully blew into that crevice. A burst of incredibly hot air shot from Zhou Menglong's mouth, penetrating the stockings and panties that bound Wang Hui's legs, and entering her body. A sudden, unprecedented stimulation and sensation caused Wang Hui to cry out involuntarily She sat up abruptly, looking down to see Zhou Menglong's head tirelessly moving between her legs, exploring her most sensitive area. A blush crept across Wang Hui's face, and she instinctively reached out and gently stroked Zhou Menglong's head, her gesture both encouraging and loving, like a mother watching her playful child. Only when the music stopped did Wang Hui and Zhou Menglong snap out of their passion. They looked at each other, then held hands and went outside. Yang Ziyan, seeing them emerge, sighed softly, a relieved expression on her face. Zhou Menglong and Wang Hui exchanged a glance, understanding perfectly well why Yang Ziyan had such an expression.

Under these circumstances, Wang Hui pulled Zhou Menglong's hand and led him to Yang Ziyan's side. After
Zhou Menglong sat down, she sat down next to him,
effectively sandwiching him between Yang Ziyan and Wang Hui.

This was intentional on Wang Hui's part. As soon as Zhou Menglong sat down, he
felt his body pressed tightly against Yang Ziyan's, their outer thighs
pressed together.

At that moment, Zhou Menglong felt like a sandwich, caught between Wang Hui
and Yang Ziyan. Hearing their delicate fragrance, listening to
their almost inaudible breaths, and feeling their fiery
bodies, Zhou Menglong almost wondered if he was dreaming.

Zhou Menglong felt Yang Ziyan and Wang Hui pressed tightly against him. This
erotic scene made him realize that his long-held desire might be fulfilled tonight.
The thought of his two bodies, each with their distinct allure, being at his disposal stirred a surge of desire within him. His body reacted more intensely , and his breathing became
increasingly labored . For some reason, Yang Ziyan felt Zhou Menglong's outer thigh pressed against hers , yet she offered no resistance. Instead, she picked up the remote and pretended to watch TV nonchalantly, but her slightly trembling hands betrayed her inner turmoil. Wang Hui, feeling herself and Yang Ziyan sandwiching Zhou Menglong between them, felt a strange sensation well up inside her, causing her heart to pound. Under these circumstances, Wang Hui bent down, pretending to pick up some fruit from the table, while secretly observing Yang Ziyan. Wang Hui saw that Yang Ziyan's alluring eyes were seemingly nonchalantly fixed on the television screen, but a burning desire lurked within them. This desire was subtly concealed; if Wang Hui hadn't deliberately sought to observe Yang Ziyan's expression at that moment, it would have been difficult to detect . Seeing the burning look on Yang Ziyan's face, Wang Hui felt more confident. Moreover, the pleasure Zhou Menglong had given her during his physical teasing hadn't completely dissipated. In this situation, Wang Hui reached out and, taking advantage of Yang Ziyan's inattention, placed her hand on the outside of Zhou Menglong 's thigh, stroking it. While stroking Zhou Menglong, Wang Hui opened her large, watery eyes wide, watching him with great interest, wanting to see his reaction. Yang Ziyan was also secretly observing Zhou Menglong. Ever since Zhou Menglong and Wang Hui entered that room, for some reason, Yang Ziyan couldn't calm down. One moment she was thinking about the time she and Zhou Menglong were in the room, and the feeling of immense pleasure she had experienced when his hard and hot penis was thrusting against the softest and most mysterious part of her body between her legs. The next moment she was wondering what would happen after As she thought about it, Yang Ziyan's heart began to race, and her heart pounded like that of a young girl in the throes of first love. Under these circumstances, Yang Ziyan couldn't help but feel flustered. Soon after, the sounds of Zhou Menglong and Wang Hui's heavy breathing filled the room. These sounds further aroused Yang Ziyan. She hadn't expected Zhou Menglong and Wang Hui to dare do such a thing right under her nose. A feeling she couldn't explain arose within her; she wanted to ignore the sounds, but they seemed to possess a magical power, deeply attracting her. As the moans grew louder, Yang Ziyan's heart began to stir. In this state, images of Zhou Menglong and Wang Hui being intimate flashed before her eyes. Thinking of these images, Yang Ziyan felt a strange urge, and one hand unconsciously reached between her legs to the softest, most mysterious triangle of her body, wanting to experience the pleasure she felt. Seeing Wang Hui and Zhou Menglong emerge from the room, Yang Ziyan inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief. However, seeing Wang Hui's flushed face and lingering desire, Yang Ziyan felt a strange sensation rise within her. Under these circumstances, she could only pretend to be nonchalant, watching the television, but her heart was churning with turbulent emotions. Now, Yang Ziyan felt Zhou Menglong's thigh resting against hers. The hot, masculine scent emanating from his thigh made her heart pound . The ambiguous feeling made her almost want to escape, lest she do something inappropriate when she couldn't bear it anymore. However, Zhou Menglong was simply too handsome, and Yang Ziyan was reluctant to leave behind the alluring masculine scent emanating from him. Therefore, she gritted her teeth and sat down beside him, a burning desire appearing in her large, watery eyes. A warm, alluring scent emanated from Yang Ziyan's thighs, stirring Zhou Menglong's desire . Unable to resist, Zhou Menglong shifted his thighs, savoring the full, firm feel of Yang Ziyan's thighs while secretly observing her reaction. At the same time, Zhou Menglong felt Wang Hui's small hand gently caressing the outside of his thigh. Sensing this, Zhou Menglong gritted his teeth and, taking advantage of Yang Ziyan's inattention , secretly slipped his hand behind Wang Hui's back, placing it on her full buttocks and caressing them. While experiencing the amazing elasticity of Wang Hui's buttocks, Zhou Menglong observed Yang...

Seeing that Yang Ziyan only trembled slightly after his teasing,
yet remained nonchalantly watching TV, Zhou Menglong grew bolder.
He reached out with his other hand, exploring Yang Ziyan's thigh. The moment

he touched her thigh, Zhou Menglong was aroused by its firm yet
elastic feel. He boldly began to
gently caress her firm, shapely thigh, observing
her reaction. He wanted to see how Yang Ziyan would
gradually transform from being cold and aloof to offering herself to him with passionate embrace.

Meanwhile, Zhou Menglong placed one hand on Wang Hui's ample buttocks, savoring their
amazing elasticity and feeling their shape change under his touch.

His other hand rested on Yang Ziyan's thigh, savoring the mature woman's allure and
feeling the skin tremble slightly beneath his touch.

The sensual sensation stimulated Zhou Menglong, especially when he considered that the two beautiful
women before him were both powerful career women. A surge of desire rose
within him, and his breathing became increasingly labored. While enjoying the contrasting charms
of , Zhou Menglong's mind raced, contemplating how
he could seduce both of them that very night.

Zhou Menglong knew that although Wang Hui hadn't
explicitly , her subsequent behavior indicated that the beautiful young woman
wouldn't object to his actions. As for Yang Ziyan, although he had been intimate with her multiple times, he wasn't confident that
this . Therefore, Zhou Menglong
remained very cautious around Yang Ziyan, fearing that he might inadvertently anger her and ruin
everything .

However, regardless of the circumstances, Yang Ziyan hadn't resisted him yet, which
pleased . Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong's hand unconsciously began to slide along Yang Ziyan's thigh
, moving towards her crotch. Although there was a layer of clothing between them, it didn't
prevent Zhou Menglong from appreciating Yang Ziyan's smooth, jade-like skin. He wanted to place his hand on
the softest, most mysterious, slightly raised triangle between Yang Ziyan's legs to
experience its alluring sensation, and at the same time, to further test Yang Ziyan's feelings.

Yang Ziyan hadn't expected Zhou Menglong to be so audacious, daring
to touch her so boldly even with Wang Hui sitting beside her. Feeling the movement of Zhou Menglong's large hand, how could Yang Ziyan
not understand his intentions? Under these circumstances, Yang Ziyan couldn't help but feel a moment of hesitation.

However, Zhou Menglong's boldness gave Yang Ziyan an even more stimulating feeling. Unconsciously, Yang
Ziyan reached out and grabbed Zhou Menglong's large hand, which was moving towards her crotch.

Feeling Yang Ziyan's action, Zhou Menglong felt a slight sense of disappointment. He
glanced at Yang Ziyan and saw her looking at him seductively.

Although she had grabbed his hand,
there was no hint of reproach on her face. Seeing this, Zhou Menglong felt a surge of joy.
He then slightly tightened his grip, and Yang Ziyan sighed .
Her hand, which had been holding Zhou Menglong's large hand, fell limply to her side.

Zhou Menglong's other hand also encountered trouble. Because Wang Hui was sitting,
Zhou Menglong's hand could not grasp one of Wang Hui's round and perky buttocks. He could only caress and knead the upper part of
Wang Hui 's buttocks. This affected Zhou Menglong's sense of touch.
Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but get anxious. He stretched out a finger, grabbed one of Wang Hui's
buttocks , and lifted it up, signaling Wang Hui to lift her body slightly to make it easier for his large hand
to move.

Seeing Yang Ziyan still sitting there quietly, and sensing Zhou Menglong's hint,
Wang Hui bit her lip and glared at Zhou Menglong. Her message was clear:
before understanding Yang Ziyan's true intentions, Zhou Menglong shouldn't push his luck. Zhou Menglong also saw Wang Hui's
expression and knew she was warning him, but he couldn't resist the allure of her body.
Looking at Wang Hui, a pleading look appeared in his eyes. Seeing Zhou Menglong's expression, Wang

Hui

, for some reason, felt a slight softening in her heart. After
a , she complied with Zhou Menglong's request, slightly raising her body to
create a gap between her ample buttocks and the sofa, facilitating Zhou Menglong's movements.

Seeing Wang Hui finally raise her body, Zhou Menglong smiled slightly, and with a swift movement,
placed under Wang Hui's buttocks, caressing them.

A tingling sensation emanated from her plump buttocks, tightly encased in stockings,
causing Wang Hui's body to go limp. Unable to maintain her balance, she
sat down.

This placed Zhou Menglong's large hand directly beneath her,
pressing it against the sofa. Zhou Menglong's hand, which had been caressing the softest, most mysterious triangle of her body—

between Yang Ziyan's legs— began to become restless. First, it gave that slightly raised triangle a sharp squeeze, causing Yang Ziyan's body to tremble slightly, before slipping away. Sensing Zhou Menglong's actions, Yang Ziyan thought he was about to let her go, and...

Yang Ziyan breathed a slight sigh of relief, but at the same time, a slight sense of loss rose in her heart.
She felt that Zhou Menglong's hand was really too powerful. Although it had only been on
the slightly raised triangle area between her legs for a short time, she had fully experienced the pleasure of being a
woman . And just when she was enjoying herself and wanted to fully experience
the pleasure brought by Zhou Menglong's big hand, Zhou Menglong suddenly took his hand away. How
could Yang Ziyan not feel disappointed?

But immediately, Yang Ziyan began to appreciate it. It turned out that although Zhou Menglong's hand had begun to move,
it had never left the area around Yang Ziyan's inner thighs. After reaching the high
slit , he deftly slipped his hand inside, once again
exploring the softest and most mysterious part of her body between her legs. This
feeling was different from touching her sensitive areas through her clothes. This time, Yang Ziyan could feel the warmth of Zhou Menglong's large hand
more clearly, and she couldn't help
but breathe slightly.

Zhou Menglong had made this bold decision after sensing that Yang Ziyan didn't seem to object to his teasing; on the
contrary , she seemed to enjoy it.

Zhou Menglong felt that simply touching Yang Ziyan's
soft, mysterious triangle between her legs through the thin fabric wasn't enough to satisfy his
desires and impulses. So he took further action, his hand slipping between her legs,
where the warmth intensified.

The thought of this warmth emanating from that softest part of her body
excited Zhou Menglong even more.

Feeling Zhou Menglong's large hand slowly sliding along her inner thighs, moving towards
the softest, most mysterious triangle between her legs, encased in her silk lace panties
, Yang Ziyan's heart pounded.

At this moment, Yang Ziyan didn't want to deceive herself, because she knew deep down that she
had developed an inseparable affection for this man, more than ten years her junior.

No matter what the man did to her body, she didn't feel any aversion. On the contrary
, she felt more anticipation and desire. Under this mindset, Yang Ziyan felt that Zhou Menglong
's hand slid between her legs so slowly, so slowly that it was almost unbearable. She almost
wanted to reach out and help Zhou Menglong slide his hand to the slightly raised
triangle between her legs as quickly as possible, so that she could enjoy the pleasure that Zhou Menglong's large hand brought her.

However, when she thought of Wang Hui sitting next to Zhou Menglong, Yang Ziyan couldn't help but restrain this thought
deep . If Wang Hui discovered her actions,
wouldn't she be ashamed to the point of wanting to disappear in front of her? But Yang Ziyan felt that
the desire and impulse within her were rising higher and higher.

Under these circumstances, although Yang Ziyan dared not openly take Zhou Menglong's large hand, she
subtly shifted her body, her legs, which had been slightly closed, involuntarily parting
. Yang Ziyan was using her body language to hint at her
desires and impulses to Zhou Menglong.

How could Zhou Menglong not understand Yang Ziyan's body language? He
couldn't help but feel a surge of pleasure. Although he himself longed to place his hand
on the softest, most mysterious, slightly raised triangle between Yang Ziyan's legs, to experience its
exquisite beauty firsthand, he refrained. He understood the female
psyche: what is unattainable is often the most precious. If he easily yielded to Yang Ziyan,
he might not evoke much of a reaction in her heart.

The thought of his hand soon being able to place on Yang Ziyan's alluring, softest,
and most mysteriously rounded triangle, to savor her body,
stirred a restless excitement within Zhou Menglong. As time passed, Yang Ziyan felt the passage of time was incredibly long, but finally,
amidst Yang Ziyan's anticipation and desire, Zhou Menglong's large hand reached between her legs,
placing itself
on that softest, still steaming triangle of her body.

Yang Ziyan let out a soft moan, her thighs immediately spreading wide
before This trapped Zhou Menglong's large hand
between her legs, lingering on her alluring triangle. Yang Ziyan's actions were so impatient and frantic that Zhou Menglong felt a surge of desire, almost unable to resist pressing her full, mature body down beneath him and kneading it freely. The moment Yang Ziyan let out her moan, she realized
something was wrong . She had been so focused on releasing her own pleasure that she had forgotten Wang Hui was present. If her groan reached Wang Hui's ears, wouldn't Wang Hui immediately understand what was happening between her and Zhou Menglong? Thinking this, Yang Ziyan was slightly startled and quickly turned to look at Wang Hui. While looking at Wang Hui, she frantically racked her brains, trying to come up with a reason to cover up her groan. But when she turned her head, she saw Wang Hui leaning softly against the sofa, panting with seductive eyes, one lip tightly bitten, as if enduring something. Almost simultaneously, a seductive groan escaped Wang Hui's nose. It turned out that Zhou Menglong's large hand was moving between Yang Ziyan's legs, exploring the softest and most mysterious part of her body , experiencing her mature and sensual form. But at the same time, his...

The large hand pressed beneath Wang Hui's ample buttocks didn't stop for a moment, but instead launched
an attack on her buttocks.

Zhou Menglong first secretly exerted force, making his large hand move over Wang Hui
's buttocks through the denim miniskirt, allowing him to play with her buttocks to his heart's content for a while, before slowly
adjusting his position, so that his large hand moved from Wang Hui's buttocks to
between her legs.

Originally, Wang Hui was already burning with desire at Zhou Menglong's hands in the small room. Now,
feeling his large hand emerge from her ample buttocks and move between her legs, Wang Hui
couldn't help but become excited. In this state, she involuntarily twisted her body,
seemingly resisting Zhou Menglong's actions, yet also seemingly welcoming them. In any case,
this twist caused her two slightly closed, snow-white, full thighs
to part slightly, allowing Zhou Menglong's hand to move more freely between her legs.

Zhou Menglong sensed Wang Hui's posture, and a slight smile crept into his heart.
He began to move his hand between Wang Hui's legs without any restraint.

Just moments ago in that small room, Zhou Menglong had used his head to freely
explore the softest and most mysterious part of Wang Hui's body—the slightly raised folds between her legs. Therefore, Wang Hui
's crotch was still moist. So, as soon as Zhou Menglong's hand touched her thighs, he immediately
felt Wang Hui's fiery passion. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but begin to move his hand
over the alluring, slightly raised triangle between Wang Hui's legs.

First, Zhou Menglong extended a finger, curling it up, just reaching the alluring
crevice between Wang Hui's legs. Then, moving his finger, he began to rub
the crevice .

Because of the stockings and panties between her legs, Zhou Menglong could feel the elasticity of Wang Hui's alluring
crevice , and with the movement of his finger, it seemed to become even wetter
. Feeling this, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but feel a surge of pleasure, and a certain part of his body involuntarily
hardened.

When Wang Hui felt the movement of Zhou Menglong's fingers, her body trembled noticeably.
How could a married woman like Wang Hui withstand such teasing from Zhou Menglong?

Soon, Wang Hui felt her body go limp, and she could no longer support herself, leaning softly
against the sofa. Her thighs involuntarily spread wider, and her full buttocks began to
sway incessantly under Zhou Menglong's teasing. Clearly, she could
no advances.

Zhou Menglong felt that the softest and most mysterious triangle area between Wang Hui's legs, which was tightly wrapped in stockings,
was so plump and fleshy. Like a
child finding a toy that excited him, he became even more excited
and began to move between Wang Hui's legs, feeling the plump and juicy flesh between her legs. Zhou Menglong felt that
every time his fingers rubbed the deep groove between Wang Hui's legs, Wang Hui would tremble all over
. Wang Hui's actions further stimulated Zhou Menglong's lust, and under this situation, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but
move more vigorously between Wang Hui's legs.

Wang Hui felt Zhou Menglong's nimble hands moving between her legs. Each movement
excited her, each touch brought her joy. His
movements in that alluring crevice between her legs felt
like , intensifying her already restless desire. Under this stimulation, Wang Hui wanted to open her mouth wide and moan loudly, but sensing Yang Ziyan's presence beside her, and driven by a woman's inherent shyness, she could only clench her teeth to suppress the sound. If

Zhou Menglong were to look down and observe between Wang Hui's legs, he would see that the stockings clung tightly to the softest, most mysterious triangle of her body, revealing its contours. Moreover, by now, Wang Hui's stockings and panties, which tightly covered her slightly protruding pubic area, were completely soaked. It was unclear whether this was from Zhou Menglong's saliva or from the fluids flowing from the alluring cleavage between her legs. Just as Wang Hui was feeling somewhat lost in passion, she heard a soft moan from Yang Ziyan's mouth. As if resonating with this, Wang Hui's suppressed moans finally escaped. At this point, Wang Hui didn't care what Yang Ziyan might think after hearing her moans. Both moans reached Zhou Menglong's ears simultaneously. The deep, cloying moans sent a shiver down his spine . In this state, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but begin to experience the different sensations emanating from the softest, most mysterious triangle of a woman's body between Wang Hui and Yang Ziyan's legs . Zhou Menglong felt that the slightly raised, most soft and mysterious triangle of Wang Hui's body between her legs was so soft and elastic, yet not overly plump, giving him a refreshing and youthful vibrancy. Yang Ziyan's slightly raised, most soft and mysterious triangle, on the other hand, appeared so voluptuous and mature, so exciting and arousing when touched . Yet, it was completely different from Wang Hui's. These two different sensations made Zhou Menglong realize that he had reached a crucial moment where he needed to conquer both Wang Hui and Yang Ziyan simultaneously. Under these circumstances…

After taking a deep breath, Zhou Menglong began to further tease Wang Hui and Yang Ziyan.

Upon hearing Wang Hui's moans and realizing that Wang Hui wasn't paying attention,
Yang Ziyan vaguely understood something. Furthermore, Zhou Menglong's large hands were indeed giving Yang
Ziyan an indescribable pleasure. Under these circumstances, Yang Ziyan sighed and, imitating
Wang Hui, leaned softly against the sofa back.

At the same time, she spread her legs wide, making her slightly raised,
most soft and mysterious triangle between her legs even more prominent, welcoming Zhou Menglong's actions.

As Zhou Menglong moved over Yang Ziyan and Wang Hui's bodies, he savored
their exquisite forms. Seeing them both slump onto the sofa,
Zhou Menglong felt a
surge

of pride. His lustful eyes began to linger on their chests, and his hands became even more vigorous. He noticed that Yang Ziyan's full, firm breasts, encased in her cheongsam,
rose and fell with her slightly rapid breathing,
creating ripples that tempted his eyes. Although the cheongsam
covered her breasts, Zhou Menglong could still feel their fullness and size.

Because Wang Hui was wearing a loose-fitting top, her
breasts, which were rising and falling with her rapid breathing, were not very obvious, but only faintly visible.
However, the full and firm breasts under the loose top had a unique charm.
Seeing a surge of heat in his heart,
and a certain part of his body became even harder and hotter.

Wang Hui slightly opened her large, watery eyes, only to see Zhou Menglong staring
intently at her chest. Seeing Zhou Menglong's lecherous gaze, Wang Hui involuntarily shifted her body,
murmuring in a seductive voice, "Zhou, County Chief Zhou, you, you're so bad! You, you just want to bully me! Look at you,
what are you staring at me for?" Her shifting body, her alluring eyes, and her seductive voice aroused Zhou Menglong
's desire and impulse. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but thrust hard between
Wang Hui's legs...
After , Zhou Menglong breathed softly and said, "Wang Hui, your body is so alluring, I really can't resist.
Okay, will you and Secretary Yang serve me together once?"

Hearing Zhou Menglong say this, Yang Ziyan's body trembled slightly, but she didn't make any move. Instead, she kept her eyes closed, enjoying the pleasure brought to her by Zhou Menglong's large hand stroking
the slightly raised triangle between her legs . Upon hearing Zhou Menglong's words, Wang Hui's large, watery eyes flashed with a burning desire. She swayed her body, striking various alluring poses before Zhou Menglong, and said in a seductive voice, "County Chief Zhou, I...I'm willing! You...you should ask Secretary Yang if she's willing ." Zhou Menglong knew, of course, that Wang Hui was more than willing. The reason he asked Wang Hui, knowing her thoughts , was mainly to test Yang Ziyan's reaction. Zhou Menglong sensed that after he said those words, Yang Ziyan's body only trembled slightly, but she didn't resist. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong knew that Yang Ziyan was at least half-heartedly accepting his proposal, thus gaining confidence. Just as Zhou Menglong was about to make his move on Yang Hui, he suddenly remembered his first meeting with Yang Ziyan, when she was as cold as ice. Thinking of all this, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but have a mischievous thought. Under these circumstances , he took his large hand, which had been caressing the softest and most mysterious triangle of Wang Hui's body between her legs, and placed it on Yang Ziyan's chest, grasping one of her high, firm breasts. While gently stroking Yang Ziyan's breasts, he brought his face close to Yang Ziyan's delicate, fair face and said softly, "Secretary Yang, look, are you willing or not? Say something!" The tingling sensation from her breasts made Yang Ziyan unable to hold back . At this moment, Yang Ziyan put aside all her concerns and moaned loudly, whispering in Zhou Menglong's ear, "Good man, we've been together for a long time. I... I haven't regretted it, because... because you brought me something I've never experienced before... " "I've experienced the joy, good man, please don't ask me anymore, this is just a secret between the two of us. Now, just enjoy me to your heart's content . Come on, good man, I'm all ready, just use your strength to conquer me." Yang Ziyan felt Zhou Menglong's large hand caressing the softest and most mysterious triangle of her slightly raised female body between her legs, while his other hand was caressing her full breasts, which were tightly . He uttered those words, and under these circumstances, Yang Ziyan couldn't help but speak her innermost thoughts to Zhou Menglong. Yang Ziyan's words moved Zhou Menglong deeply. He lowered his head and gently kissed Yang Ziyan's delicate face. Wang Hui didn't clearly hear what Yang Ziyan whispered in Zhou Menglong's ear, but she sensed that after Yang Ziyan said something, Zhou Menglong's entire body relaxed. This piqued Wang Hui's curiosity. Looking at Zhou Menglong and Yang Ziyan, Wang Hui got up and went to their side, whispering, "Secretary Yang, what are you and County Chief Zhou talking about? Can I hear you?" Hearing this, Yang Ziyan blushed slightly, spat, and then said, "Little kid..."

"Why are you so curious about what adults are saying? Be good and go to the side."

Actually, from Yang Ziyan's actions, Wang Hui vaguely sensed that Yang Ziyan
had feelings for Zhou Menglong. Otherwise, Yang Ziyan wouldn't have stayed in that small room with Zhou Menglong for so long
before coming out. Wang Hui didn't expect that Yang Ziyan would give her a hard but not soft rebuff. Under
these circumstances, Wang Hui couldn't help but smile slightly, reach out and grab Yang Ziyan's other high and
firm breasts, and loudly said to Yang Ziyan, "Secretary Yang, if you don't talk, I'm going to torture you
."

Feeling her breasts, which were tightly wrapped by the cheongsam, being
grabbed by Zhou Menglong and Wang Hui, Yang Ziyan couldn't help but let go.

Under these circumstances, Yang Ziyan glanced at Wang Hui with seductive eyes and said, "Wang Hui,
what torture are you going to use on me? Do you think I'm afraid of you? Just come on."

Yang Ziyan's words deeply stimulated Wang Hui. Stimulated by this, Wang Hui unconsciously tightened her
grip and grabbed Yang Ziyan's full and firm breasts, kneading them roughly.

Zhou Menglong saw that Yang Ziyan and Wang Hui had accepted this fact, and how could he not be secretly delighted?
Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong became even more excited. One
of
large hands, which was stroking the softest and most mysterious triangle of Yang Ziyan's body, which was tightly wrapped in her panties, moved slightly. He used one finger to hook up a corner of the panties that were tightly wrapped around Yang
Ziyan 's plump peach blossom secret cave. Then, Zhou Menglong's hand reached
into Yang Ziyan's panties, making zero-distance contact with Yang Ziyan's body. Zhou Menglong

placed his hand between Yang Ziyan's legs, on the softest and most mysterious part of her body , a secret paradise. He couldn't help but let out a loud cry, startling both Yang Ziyan and Wang Hui. They both stopped what they were doing, their large, watery eyes wide as they stared at Zhou Menglong, eager to see what was happening to him. Zhou Menglong had shouted precisely for this effect, and seeing that Yang Ziyan and Wang Hui had indeed fallen for his trick, he smiled smugly. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong pulled his hand, which had been between Yang Ziyan's legs , out of her underwear, smelled it, and exaggeratedly exclaimed: "It smells so good." Wang Hui seemed to smell a familiar scent emanating from Zhou Menglong's fingers. Seeing the glistening substance on his fingers, she knew it was the fluid flowing from deep within Yang Ziyan's body . In this situation, Wang Hui couldn't help but cooperate, putting Zhou Menglong's hand in her mouth and gently licking it with her tongue. She then exaggeratedly exclaimed, "Secretary Yang, it smells so good and sweet! Do you want to try some?" Yang Ziyan was well aware that Zhou Menglong and Wang Hui were teasing her. Seeing the fluid flowing from her secret place on Zhou Menglong's hands, Yang Ziyan felt a surge of excitement, and her face flushed. Hearing Wang Hui's words, Yang Ziyan closed her eyes slightly, pretending to ignore Zhou Menglong and Wang Hui, but her slightly trembling body revealed how flustered she was inside. Seeing Yang Ziyan's shy expression, Zhou Menglong and Wang Hui exchanged a glance. Then, as if by unspoken agreement, Wang Hui bent down and began to passionately . Zhou Menglong, on the other hand, climbed up from the sofa, straightened Yang Ziyan's body so that his body was positioned between her legs, and then squatted down in front of her. He reached out and gently parted Yang Ziyan's legs , and began to observe with great interest the scenery of the secret paradise between her legs, tightly wrapped by her panties. Upon closer inspection, Zhou Menglong's heart skipped a beat. Because Yang Ziyan was lying down, and the three men's movements had been somewhat rough, the cheongsam that had originally covered the alluring scenery between Yang Ziyan's legs had somehow slipped down to her upper thighs revealed the softest and most mysterious triangle of her body to Zhou Menglong. As he had expected, Yang Ziyan was wearing this breathtaking sight, how could Zhou Menglong not be excited? He noticed that the panties tightly covering the alluring, slightly raised triangle between Yang Ziyan's legs—a region that drove countless men wild—were actually just a small piece of fabric. Now, the small piece of cloth, as if unable to bear the ambiguity, was deeply embedded in the crevice between Yang Ziyan's legs, fully displaying the plump, deep cleavage before his eyes. It trembled with Yang Ziyan's slightly rapid breathing . A faint, unique fragrance of a woman's body, mixed with a faint smell , emanated from Yang Ziyan's secret paradise, rushing into Zhou Menglong's nose and stimulating his nerves, making him even more excited. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but place his hands on the outside of Yang Ziyan's thighs, then lowered his head and extended his nimble tongue, beginning to lick the snow-white, full thighs between Yang Ziyan's legs. Zhou Menglong felt that Yang Ziyan's thigh skin was so smooth and so alluring. When he licked it with his tongue, the snow-white skin on Yang Ziyan's thigh trembled involuntarily. Seeing this, Zhou Menglong felt a surge of heat rise from the depths of his heart, and a certain part of his body involuntarily swelled . Under this stimulation, Zhou Menglong's head involuntarily moved slowly towards...

Zhou Menglong's head moved closer to the slightly raised triangle between Yang Ziyan's legs. As his head gradually
approached the softest and most mysterious triangle of Yang Ziyan's body, she immediately realized his intention. In
this situation, Yang Ziyan couldn't help but let out a joyful moan, her thighs involuntarily parting slightly
, revealing her slightly raised, secret paradise to Zhou
Menglong . The gesture seemed to be welcoming his visit.

Zhou Menglong felt the passion surging within Yang Ziyan's body. In this state, he
quickened his pace. After
leaving finally reached the
triangle tightly wrapped by her panties.

However, when Zhou Menglong's head reached there, he didn't, as Yang Ziyan had imagined, stick out
his tongue to taste the plump vulva between her legs. Instead

, he stopped. This was too much for Yang Ziyan to bear. In this situation, she involuntarily spread
her thighs wide, and her ample buttocks involuntarily thrust forward, using her
body language to hint at her deep-seated desires and impulses.

But Zhou Menglong seemed oblivious, not further teasing Yang Ziyan despite her hints.
Instead, he placed his large hands on the base of her thighs,
widening her legs even further, almost forming a straight line. Then, Zhou Menglong took a deep breath and
began to closely admire the beautiful scenery between Yang Ziyan's legs.

He saw that her panties were deeply embedded in the slightly raised folds between her legs
, causing her plump labia to slightly flare outwards.

Her plump labia were now glistening, undoubtedly wet
with the fluids flowing from the softest, most mysterious secret place between Yang
Ziyan's legs. As Zhou Menglong brought his head closer to the base of Yang Ziyan's thighs, the unique, deep-seated fragrance
emanating from her slightly protruding vulva became even stronger. The alluring scent mingled with the faint smell of urine emanating from between Yang Ziyan's legs , arousing Zhou Menglong's most sensitive nerves . In this state, Zhou Menglong took a deep breath and gently blew on the slowly seeping secret place between Yang Ziyan's legs. Zhou Menglong saw that, under his actions, Yang Ziyan's beautiful vulva, which stirred his heart, was involuntarily twitching, tempting his senses. The hair lying on her plump labia seemed unable to bear his teasing , swaying with his breath, creating an indescribably lewd . Seeing this erotic scene, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but breathe heavily. He felt that the scenery between Yang Ziyan's legs was so alluring, so exciting. Thinking of Yang Ziyan's initial icy coldness towards him, and her current passionate warmth , a sense of conquest rose within him. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong unconsciously exerted a little force, grasping the skin at the base of Yang Ziyan's thighs and kneading it. Yang Ziyan felt Zhou Menglong's movements and couldn't help but let out a joyful moan. In this situation, she felt a pleasure she had never experienced before. Previously, although she and Zhou Menglong had been intimate a few times, the feeling had given her a strange of fulfillment. But today, everything was different. Zhou Menglong knew her feelings, and in this situation, their spiritual and physical communication became easier. In other words, after Yang Ziyan completely opened herself up, every part of her body became sensitive. Now, Yang Ziyan felt Zhou Menglong moving between her legs. Although her upper body was pressed down by Wang Hui , preventing her from sitting up to see exactly what Zhou Menglong was doing between her legs, this very fact left more room for her imagination. Under these circumstances, a strange feeling arose in Yang Ziyan's heart. Stimulated by that ambiguous feeling, more fluid flowed from the slightly raised peach blossom cave between her legs. Seeing Yang Ziyan's lewd appearance, Zhou Menglong could no longer resist and buried his head deeply, burying his face completely between Yang Ziyan's thighs, thrusting wildly there . At the same time, Zhou Menglong's nimble tongue also couldn't help but stick out, reaching for Yang Ziyan 's panties, which were deeply embedded in her beautiful vulva, and stirring there. Immediately, Yang Ziyan's moans grew louder, and her hands, as if having nowhere to vent , tightly hugged Wang Hui's body, while her thighs clamped tightly together, trapping Zhou Menglong's head between her legs. Because Yang Ziyan used too much force and didn't control herself properly, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but feel a little short of breath. So, Zhou Menglong turned his head between Yang Ziyan's legs, trying to find a comfortable position to relieve his breathing difficulties. However , this meant that Zhou Menglong was essentially rubbing his face against the sensitive groin area between Yang Ziyan's legs . Yang Ziyan felt waves of tingling sensations spreading from the skin of her groin area to the depths of her heart. Stimulated by this, Yang Ziyan couldn't help but moan louder, and a dazed look appeared in her large, watery eyes.

Zhou Menglong immediately sensed Yang Ziyan's inner desires and impulses. Under these circumstances,
he involuntarily thrust even harder between Yang Ziyan's legs.

While thrusting his head, he stretched his tongue out as far as he could, trying his best to
penetrate Yang Ziyan's body and bring her greater pleasure.

Meanwhile, Zhou Menglong's large hands freed themselves from between Yang Ziyan's thighs and
moved to her full buttocks, caressing them.

The moment his hands touched Yang Ziyan's buttocks, he immediately felt their
amazing elasticity. Zhou Menglong hadn't expected that Yang Ziyan, a woman nearing forty, would still have such elastic
buttocks , no less so than any woman he had ever encountered
. Thinking of this, Zhou Menglong felt as if he had discovered a new continent, and
he began to knead Yang Ziyan's buttocks vigorously.

Zhou Menglong felt as if Yang Ziyan's ample buttocks knew his intentions.
With , the muscles of her buttocks would
indent slightly in the direction of his force, and with the slightest release, the muscles would rebound, pressing his
hand tightly against her buttocks. This allowed Zhou Menglong to better
experience the pleasurable and sensual sensations her buttocks gave him.

Suddenly, Zhou Menglong's hand touched something hard and stringy. By touch, he
knew that the hard, stringy thing was the panties tightly bound between Yang Ziyan's beautiful vulva. Thinking of this,

Zhou

Menglong's heart stirred. He unconsciously grabbed the panties and gently
tugged at them. Since the panties were deeply embedded between Yang Ziyan's legs,
between her most soft and mysterious vulva, Zhou Menglong's tug was equivalent to
rubbing the panties against Yang Ziyan's vulva.

Waves of electric-like pleasure surged from her most sensitive spot to Yang Ziyan's
heart, making her feel flustered and confused.

Under these circumstances, Yang Ziyan squeezed her thighs even tighter, allowing herself
to feel Zhou Menglong's head moving more realistically between her legs. Because of the
electric-like stimulation, Yang Ziyan's breathing became even heavier. Smelling the unique fragrance emanating

from the softest and most mysterious part of Yang Ziyan's body—the slight mound between her legs—and feeling the sweetness of her vulva, Zhou Menglong's excitement intensified. He moved closer to Yang Ziyan, his erection pressing against her delicate face . Even through her clothes, Yang Ziyan could feel the distinctive , pungent scent of his masculine body seeping through Zhou Menglong's trousers into her nostrils. Trembling, she reached out and pulled down his trousers, releasing his erection. Zhou Menglong's hard and hot penis seemed to cheer as it leaped out from the confines of his underwear, revealing itself to Yang Ziyan. Seeing Zhou Menglong's engorged penis, Yang Ziyan felt a surge of panic. In this state, she instinctively reached out and grasped Zhou Menglong's hard and hot penis, stroking it vigorously. After only a few strokes, Yang Ziyan saw a drop of Seeing this, Yang Ziyan became even more excited. In this state, Yang Ziyan exerted a little force, pulling Zhou Menglong's hard towards her mouth. Zhou Menglong sensed Yang Ziyan's intention, and in turn, he subtly shifted his body, bringing his hard and hot penis close to Yang Ziyan's lips. Now, Zhou Menglong felt that the most soft and mysterious triangle of Yang Ziyan's body, where bodily fluids were slowly flowing out, between her legs , had become the most attractive thing to him. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but reach out and place his hand on Yang Ziyan's slightly raised vulva. With a slight effort, he flipped open the plump labia that tightly enveloped Yang Ziyan 's secret paradise, revealing the white panties deeply embedded in her vulva. Zhou Menglong saw that the panties, now completely soaked with the bodily fluids flowing from Yang Ziyan's body, were now a beautiful contrast between the pink flesh and the white panties, enticing Zhou Menglong's senses. Just as Zhou Menglong was immersed in the wonderful pleasure brought by the allure between Yang Ziyan's legs , he suddenly felt a warm sensation in a certain part of his body. It turned out that Yang Ziyan, unable to suppress her inner impulse and desire, had taken Zhou Menglong's hardness and heat into her mouth. Waves of warm, moist sensation traveled from Zhou Menglong's hardness and heat to his heart , causing him to let out a low growl. Under these circumstances, Zhou Menglong couldn't help but thrust his body, his hardness and heat beginning to pump in and out of Yang Ziyan's mouth, responding to her movements. Yang Ziyan, sensing Zhou Menglong's cooperation, quickly gripped his hardness and heat tightly, using all her strength to move her hands around it. At the same time, Wang Hui, as Zhou Menglong began his actions, pressed reaching out to tightly embrace her body. Then, Wang Hui revealed her breasts, which were barely visible beneath her loose-fitting top.

Through her clothes, he pressed his hand against Yang Ziyan's high, firm breasts, tightly encased in her cheongsam.
With a slight exertion, his breasts pressed and
rubbed .

Both Yang Ziyan and Wang Hui had full, firm breasts, and the moment their breasts
touched , a strange sensation surged through them simultaneously.

Under these circumstances, both Yang Ziyan and Wang Hui couldn't help but moan. Yang Ziyan, simultaneously receiving
teasing from both Zhou Menglong and Wang Hui, now had disheveled hair and languid eyes,
clearly at the peak of excitement. Perhaps, with just a little more
stimulation, Yang Ziyan would erupt.

As for Wang Hui, after rubbing her breasts against Yang Ziyan's high, firm breasts for a while,
she felt her own impulses and desires surge like a tide within her.

Under these circumstances, Wang Hui could no longer resist and climbed off Yang Ziyan's body,
reaching out to undress her.

Yang Ziyan, already aroused by Zhou Menglong and Wang Hui,
didn't resist upon seeing Wang Hui's actions. Instead, she reached out, allowing Wang Hui to
easily remove her cheongsam. Suddenly, Yang Ziyan's full,
mature body, clad only in underwear, was exposed to Zhou Menglong.

Feeling Wang Hui remove Yang Ziyan's clothes, Zhou Menglong stopped his actions and
looked up at her. Although he had admired Yang Ziyan's body many times
before, seeing her full, mature form still stirred something within him. His
eyes remained fixed on her body, unwilling to move an inch.

Seeing Zhou Menglong staring intently at her mature body, Yang Ziyan blushed shyly
, a strange feeling rising within her.

In this situation, Yang Ziyan dared not tease Zhou
Menglong relentless, which she wouldn't be able to handle. So,
she let out a soft cry and reached out to remove Wang Hui's clothes.

Wang Hui, feeling incredibly hot, didn't
dodge Yang Ziyan's outstretched hands, but sat quietly, letting Yang Ziyan remove her clothes
. Soon, Wang Hui was only left with her underwear. Seeing the two women's alluring
figures, Zhou Menglong's heart pounded even harder. He became so engrossed
in admiring their beautiful bodies that he forgot his actions.

Yang Ziyan, being older, was perhaps more open-minded in this regard than Wang Hui. Seeing Zhou Menglong
stop what he was doing, she reached out and pulled him up, making him sit
on the sofa.

Then, Yang Ziyan's body went limp, and she fell into Zhou Menglong's arms. Zhou Menglong smelled
the fragrance emanating from Yang Ziyan's body, felt her warmth, and felt the soft,
elasticity . He could no longer restrain himself and let out a roar, reaching
out to grab Yang Ziyan's breasts, as if he wanted to crush her body.

Yang Ziyan giggled, broke free from Zhou Menglong's embrace, and turned to flee towards the hall exit. As she ran
, she turned back and giggled, "Zhou Menglong, come on, if you've got the guts, catch me! If you catch me, I'll satisfy
you. Not only will I satisfy you, but I'll also persuade Wang Hui to satisfy you both."

Hearing Yang Ziyan's words, Zhou Menglong's eyes lit up. He turned around and saw Wang Hui still standing
there shyly, her delicate hands instinctively covering her most private area.

Zhou Menglong's lust flared. He took a few steps to Wang Hui's side, embraced her, and
kissed her pretty face, panting, "Good Wang Hui, come on, Secretary Yang is gone, let's get
intimate ."

As he spoke, Zhou Menglong's lustful hand reached for Wang Hui's
high .

Wang Hui giggled, breaking free from Zhou Menglong's lecherous grasp just like Yang Ziyan. She turned and ran into
the hall , her plump buttocks swaying as she ran, seemingly teasing Zhou Menglong.

Seeing this, Zhou Menglong's heart stirred. He got up and chased after them,
quickly stripping off his clothes as he went. In no time, he was down to
his underwear.

Just as Zhou Menglong was about to catch up with Yang Ziyan and Wang Hui, the spacious hall
was filled with the sounds of their white bodies and soft breathing, creating an atmosphere of eroticism.

But then, Zhou Menglong suddenly cried out, collapsing heavily to
the ground. Startled by his sudden appearance, Wang Hui and Yang Ziyan, who had been playfully fighting,
stopped in their tracks.

Overwhelmed with concern, Wang Hui and Yang Ziyan rushed to Zhou Menglong's side and
knelt down. Yang Ziyan cradled Zhou Menglong's head and cried out, "Menglong, Menglong, what's wrong
?"

While Yang Ziyan was panicking, she suddenly felt an itch between her legs. She involuntarily shifted
her body and quickly reached between her legs to see what was causing the itch.
As did so, she touched a warm, large hand. Yang Ziyan was overjoyed, knowing that Zhou Menglong was
teasing her and Wang Hui. In this situation, Yang Ziyan couldn't help but shout, "Menglong, you
lecherous devil! If you scare us like this again, I won't be polite!"

Zhou Menglong opened his eyes with a grunt, grinning at Yang Ziyan. After taking a long
breath , he reached out and pulled her into his arms. Yang Ziyan pushed Zhou Menglong away forcefully,
scolding, "Menglong, you little devil! You dare to tease us? Do you know how worried we were about you
?"

As she spoke, she punched Zhou Menglong's chest repeatedly, tears streaming down her face.

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