[Human Juicer] [Parts 1 & 2 Complete]

My name is Sheng, I'm 25 years old and still single. I have a girlfriend named Xing, who is three years younger than me. We've been dating for a year, but we've only ever held hands. I don't even allow her to touch my private parts. She's quite conservative and insists on not having sex with her boyfriend before marriage, afraid that if I touch her, she'll get too aroused and take advantage of me. She might not be able to resist and I'll breach her last line of defense, so I can only watch and not touch her.

Xing is young, beautiful, and has a great figure. It's my luck that I got her, but this stunning beauty is just too tempting. It's very difficult for me to control myself. Several times I've thought about forcing myself on her, thinking I'd just have sex later, but in the end, I used reason to suppress my desire. I had to find an excuse to go home early or go to the bathroom to masturbate to calm down.

That night, because Ah Xing and I were celebrating my promotion and raise, I drank a few glasses of wine and became particularly excited. I couldn't help but touch places I shouldn't have, including Ah Xing's firm breasts. She was very displeased, but I didn't back down. Instead, I went further and further, even sneaking a hand into her genitals. She cried out for it, but I wouldn't stop. In a fit of anger, she broke free from my grasp, slapped me, and told me to leave. Only then did I sober up a little and feel extremely regretful, begging for her forgiveness.

She was still angry, and nothing I said would work. I had no choice but to leave first and apologize to her after her anger subsided. Returning to my place with a heavy heart, I rented a small room. The landlords, a couple surnamed Zhang, had always been kind to me. Zhang, in his forties, had passed away six months ago in a traffic accident, leaving behind his wife in her thirties and their seventeen-year-old daughter. Fortunately, their apartment was already fully paid off, and they had savings enough for Mrs. Zhang to live on.

Mrs. Zhang's daughter, Xue, had fallen in with some shady characters and had transferred schools. The room I rented was originally Xue's, but she moved out to live independently, so Mr. Zhang rented the vacant room to me.

Since Mr. Zhang passed away, Mrs. Zhang's smile had vanished. I felt sorry for her; she had lost her husband early, her daughter had turned bad, and she was all alone. Sometimes I would chat with her to comfort her. She was only thirty-seven or thirty-eight years old and still had a long life ahead of her. I comforted her, saying that tomorrow would be better, and jokingly said that with her qualities, she would have a second spring in her life.

Mrs. Zhang must have been quite beautiful in her youth. She had striking features, fair skin, and was tall. However, she gained weight in middle age, becoming rather plump. Every part of her body seemed to expand uncontrollably, turning her into an obese woman. I estimate she weighed over 140 pounds, with a pair of large breasts, at least 38 or 39 inches in size, and round, bulging buttocks. If her waist were four or five inches thinner, she would have an exaggeratedly perfect figure. Unfortunately, fat accumulated around her waist, forming a small belly that completely ruined her overall appearance. When her husband was still alive, she even joked to me that she looked like a pregnant woman and needed to lose weight, but she only said it casually. The food-loving Mrs. Zhang never actually tried to lose weight.

After being chased away by Ah Xing, I bought two cans of beer at the convenience store. When I returned home, I felt the urge to urinate, so I immediately went to the bathroom to relieve myself. The pressure on my bladder subsided, and I unzipped my pants. I saw a bright yellow pair of women's briefs next to the sink, which I believed belonged to Mrs. Zhang.

Stimulated by the alluring panties, I felt a surge of sexual desire. I picked up the bright yellow briefs and held them up to my eyes. I noticed a small amount of liquid on the transparent lace in the center, along with two black, curly pubic hairs. I brought them close to my nose and inhaled deeply, sensing the lingering fragrance. The pungent smell of the secretions on the panties, along with the two pubic hairs belonging to Mrs. Zhang, excited me immensely. I couldn't resist unzipping my pants, unbuttoning the waistband, and pulling out my increasingly hard penis. I held Mrs. Zhang's panties to my nose, imagining her naked and kneeling before me, legs spread, her plump buttocks raised high, revealing her swollen vulva, ready to penetrate me.

I stroked my penis with one hand while inhaling Mrs. Zhang's panties with the other, even licking the remaining secretions on the panties with my tongue—salty, pungent, the most effective aphrodisiac.

I licked the secretions off her panties clean, and the penis I was stroking grew harder and harder, standing erect for seven inches. I fantasized about my large penis penetrating Mrs. Zhang's plump mons pubis, the glans pressing against her cervix, and her moaning with pleasure. I increased the speed of my stroking, and the penis in my hand seemed to become a hot, burning rod. I half-opened my eyes and caught a glimpse of a bright yellow bra on the glue bucket in the bathtub. I picked up the bra and held it close to my penis, preparing to ejaculate onto Mrs. Zhang's bra. I wanted to spray my hot semen onto her bra. Just as I was about to completely collapse, my penis convulsed violently, and white semen gushed out, splashing onto the cups of Mrs. Zhang's bra. Suddenly, the bathroom door was pulled open, and it was Mrs. Zhang who opened it. She saw my magnificent figure ejaculating, the thick white semen caught by her bra. I was caught off guard by this and stood there dumbfounded.

I was slightly drunk and forgot to close the bathroom door when I went to urinate. Mrs. Zhang thought no one was inside, so she opened the door and saw my embarrassing state. She didn't scream, and I lowered my head in embarrassment, quickly threw her underwear back onto the sink, put it back on, and apologized to Mrs. Zhang, hoping she would calm down.

To my surprise, she didn't blame me. Instead, she asked me with concern if I had argued with my girlfriend and had nowhere to vent. I could only nod and admit it. Only then did I notice that Mrs. Zhang was wearing a light gray transparent nightgown, and her light blue bra and underwear were faintly visible underneath.

I was aroused by her sexy lingerie and forgot what I had done earlier. Mrs. Zhang also sensed my aggressive gaze. She didn't show any fear but instead exuded a seductive charm, saying that I had become naughty by soiling her bra and underwear and that she would punish me by telling me to come to her room. Like a child who had done something wrong, I obeyed her orders and followed her into the bedroom.

Upon entering the bedroom, Mrs. Zhang asked if I wanted to have sex with a woman. I nodded in agreement. She chuckled and gestured for me to approach her, asking me to remove her nightgown.

At this point, even the most foolish person would understand Mrs. Zhang's intentions. Since her husband's death, she hadn't experienced the pleasures of a man. Seeing my erect penis, she couldn't resist the surge of desire and hoped I could give her a good time and let her enjoy herself.

I didn't hold back either. Although Mrs. Zhang was far inferior to Ah Xing, in my desperation, I didn't care about appearances. As long as she had large breasts to rub and a vagina to penetrate, that was enough.

I removed Mrs. Zhang's transparent nightgown. I unhooked her light blue bra, revealing her large breasts. I immediately grabbed the two substantial mounds and began to shake them vigorously. The two nipples at the top were large and light brown. I took one into my mouth and licked it. While I rubbed her breast with one hand, I sucked on the nipple. Mrs. Zhang seemed to enjoy it immensely, moaning softly.

"Ah...good...comfortable...ah...bite...bite my nipple harder...oh...harder...rub my...breast...ah...Ah Sheng...I...am so empty...I...need...a...big...stick...ah...so itchy...ah...oh..."

I rubbed and sucked, causing Mrs. Zhang to moan loudly. Her breasts were more bouncy than I had imagined. I had thought that women in their thirties or forties would have loose muscles, their breasts losing elasticity and becoming like two lumps of runny dough. But Mrs. Zhang's breasts were still of good quality; I hadn't misjudged her. As I rubbed

, kneaded, and licked her nipples, they gradually hardened and swelled, and her moans became increasingly ecstatic.

"Oh...I...I'm so itchy...hurry...hurry...put your...roll...in...into...fill...my...hole...I...want you...to burst...ah...hurry...oh...give...to me...um...okay...wait...it's...already..."

I touched the triangle area between her legs; her panties were soaked through, and a large amount of vaginal fluid seeped from her vulva, penetrating her thin panties. I rolled up her panties and wiped her thick pubic hair. Mrs. Zhang's black forest was vast, forming a large inverted triangle, with a large patch of pubic hair covering her peach blossom cave entrance. Parting the grass to find the cave, I parted the wet pubic hair to both sides and finally saw her two thick labia majora.

Mrs. Zhang's vagina seemed very tight, having been untouched by a man for a long time. No wonder she was so itchy when I aroused her, urging me repeatedly to thrust my penis into her hole and fill her long-empty orifice. I first used my fingers as a vanguard, probing the situation. I inserted one middle finger into Mrs. Zhang's vulva, and she shuddered, letting out a series of giggles, her eyes narrowing into slits, her mouth pouting. The inside was wet and slippery, and it was easy for one finger to explore. Judging from the feel of my fingers, Mrs. Zhang's vagina should be quite tight; I

never imagined that someone with such a full figure would have such a narrow opening. People say that plump buttocks mean lots of water, and that's certainly true for Mrs. Zhang. She certainly had a lot of vaginal fluid. I teased her with my finger a few times, and her vaginal fluid gushed out again, soaking my hand.

"Ah...faster...insert...in...it...I...can't...hold...it...faster...it..."

Mrs. Zhang begged me not to fry the fish slowly; she was in agony. Seeing her so impatient, I decided not to tease her any longer. I parted her plump legs, aimed my glans at her vulva, and thrust forward. With a whoosh, the glans slid into her vagina, and she cried out in pleasure.

I thrust hard, and the entire length of my penis was inside her, the tip touching her clitoris.

"Ah...oh...it's so full...it's killing me...it's...reaching...up...my...heart...ah...oh...so...comfortable...ah...it's so...full...I feel so good...ah..."

Mrs. Zhang's hairy crab gripped my big penis tightly, and I was trembling with pleasure, much more satisfying than going to a brothel.

Normally, when I have sexual needs, I go to a brothel to satisfy them, but Ah Xing wouldn't give in, so I have to go to a brothel to release my pent-up desire, which is better than being overwhelmed with lust.

Most of the women who work as brothel owners are disabled and old, so I can't have any expectations of them. I don't have much extra money to find better quality women. Only by going to a brothel on the first floor could I at least find a hole to penetrate, and after ejaculating, I felt a bit better.

Although Mrs. Zhang was not young, she was a respectable woman who had only given birth once over ten years ago, so her vagina was still very well-maintained, far superior to that of the brothel.

When I dealt with brothel girls, I always wore a condom before getting in, and their vaginas were mostly loose, so it was difficult to achieve pleasure even after a long time of thrusting; the brothel girls had to endure a lot of thrusting before finishing. But the feeling of penetrating Mrs. Zhang's vagina was completely different from dealing with brothel girls. I didn't wear a condom, and Mrs. Zhang's tight vagina gripped me very well, the sensation was intense. After seventy or eighty thrusts, I felt the urge to ejaculate, so I paused and took a few deep breaths. I had to keep going, because it would be too embarrassing if I gave up before Mrs. Zhang reached her climax. Mrs. Zhang was completely

absorbed in my thrusting, yelling and screaming, her lewdness on full display. She twisted her fat waist, intensifying the friction on her clitoris. The fat Mrs. Zhang was truly experiencing a long-awaited ecstasy. My large penis penetrated her vagina, reaching her very core. She was so turned on that she felt dizzy with pleasure. Her fat buttocks were indeed very wet; her vagina gushed out a large amount of vaginal fluid. With each thrust, I made a squelching sound, and she opened her mouth wide and screamed, twisting her accumulated fat... Her waist was tense, her expression very firm.

Mrs. Zhang's moans were so enchanting, they made my heart melt. I thrust in and out two or three hundred times, and she finally couldn't hold on any longer. She chuckled repeatedly, gripping the sheets tightly, her whole body convulsing. Her vagina contracted with each thrust, squeezing my large penis, giving me unparalleled pleasure.

She enjoyed the pleasure of orgasm, and I didn't need to hold back anymore. I went all the way in, thrusting wildly a dozen more times, my penis trembling violently, ejaculating hot semen, which splashed onto her vulva. My deflated penis slid out of her vagina, and Mrs. Zhang, still reluctant to let go, reached out and grasped my limp little brother. She thanked me for the wonderful feeling I gave her.

Mrs. Zhang asked if I wanted to go again; it seemed she had been starving for too long, and one time wasn't enough. I could only do her a favor and give her another satisfying meal, but I needed to shower and rest first before the second round. She offered to help me scrub my back and followed me into the bathroom. She massaged my back with her large breasts, arousing my desire. After quickly washing myself, I went back to the room with her.

Mrs. Zhang exuded a fragrant aroma; she had just washed herself with soap and smelled wonderful. She leaned against the bed, waiting for me to make my move. I noticed that her thick labia were covered with dark... Her pubic hair was incredibly alluring. I brought my head close and inhaled its tantalizing scent. I couldn't resist sticking out my tongue to lick her labia majora, teasing her vulva. The moment my tongue entered her vagina, Mrs. Zhang shuddered as if electrocuted, crying out in pleasure and urging me to lick deeper. As

she became aroused, a large amount of her vaginal fluid seeped out, and I inevitably swallowed her nectar.

I had never tried swallowing a woman's vaginal fluid before; this was my first time. The taste was strange, an indescribable sensation. In short, the more I drank, the more I wanted to drink. It was salty and sweet with a hint of sensuality, which was exhilarating. I savored Mrs. Zhang's vaginal fluid. My penis was also aroused.

Mrs. Zhang asked me to change position so she could give me oral sex. It was a good suggestion, so I offered my penis to her to test her oral skills. She took my penis in her hand, kissed the glans, and then licked the coronal sulcus with her tongue. I was aroused by her licking, and my urethral opening was drooling. She licked my urethral opening with her tongue, and I cried out in excitement. She opened her mouth wide and took the glans into her mouth, using her mouth to stroke my penis. Her mouth was wet, slippery, and warm, 　　which

felt very stimulating to me.

The wife's moans grew louder and louder. I reached for her large, fleshy breasts with both hands. She was bent over, her half-dangling breasts swaying back and forth. I squeezed and kneaded them like dough, deforming them until they were distorted. She was in a frenzy. Her hands gripped the sheets tightly, her body convulsing. She was reaching orgasm.

I felt her vagina tighten with each contraction, gripping my penis even tighter. A powerful suction force erupted from within, pulling and sucking my penis deeper. I felt incredibly pleasurable.

Finally, Mrs. Zhang couldn't hold on any longer, releasing her vaginal fluid with a low moan before going limp.

"Ah...oh...wake up..." Her whole body tensed, then relaxed completely.

I had already ejaculated once, so this time I could last longer. She reached her climax, but I still had more to do, so I continued thrusting without exhausting myself. She was too weak to withstand my thrusts.

She collapsed like a pile of mud, letting me do as I pleased. I thrust in and out forty or fifty more times. She went from being completely still to gradually reviving, responding by propping herself up and letting out a weak moan.

She was still facing away from me, so I couldn't see her expression, but I guessed that her vulva was probably red and swollen from the constant friction, and her vaginal lubrication had decreased, making my thrusts uncomfortable for her.

I had to slow down my thrusts to make her feel better, or even stop moving altogether, waiting for her to release more vaginal lubrication. My hands were still cupping her large breasts, slowly kneading and massaging them.

After a few minutes of massage, she perked up again, and her moans became more excited.

Of course, I wouldn't hold back and give her a good pounding . In Peach Blossom Cave, her vulva was so lovely, bringing me endless pleasure. I thrust into her over a hundred times, and she experienced another orgasm.

This time, she seemed completely exhausted, paralyzed on the bed. I, too, was at my limit, unable to continue. Her vagina gripped me tightly, and I completely collapsed. My penis convulsed violently, ejaculating white fluid, which once again splattered onto her flower core. I lay panting against her back.

After the series of battles, I was utterly exhausted, too tired to even get out of bed. I held Mrs. Zhang and fell asleep soundly. When I woke up the next day, I still hadn't recovered my energy. Fortunately, it was a holiday and I didn't have to go to work

. I noticed that Mrs. Zhang wasn't in the room. Just as I was about to find my clothes to put on, the door opened, and Mrs. Zhang entered with a smile. I was completely naked, and I felt a little embarrassed. She came to the bedside and asked if I wanted breakfast, offering to cook it for me.

She was still wearing a semi-transparent nightgown, but underneath she had changed into a black bra and panties, making her even more alluring.

I quickly dressed and got out of bed, first apologizing to her for violating her body, explaining that it was due to the influence of alcohol that I acted so foolishly. She comforted me, telling me not to take it to heart, and that we were both adults, and that what happened was consensual, with neither of us owing the other anything.

Hearing this, I felt greatly relieved. She implied that she was also grateful for my help. She then confided in me, revealing that since her husband's death, she had felt extremely lonely, especially experiencing severe physical pain. Without sex, she feared she would go insane if she continued to endure it.

It turned out she was a woman with a very strong sex drive; when her husband was alive, she needed sex every night to fall asleep, and sex was an indispensable part of her life, which her husband had fulfilled.

The sudden cessation of sex for a middle-aged woman with such a strong sexual desire was unimaginable.

During this period of mourning, she suffered from uncontrollable lust, lost her appetite, and longed for a man to comfort her, to insert a large penis into her long-empty vagina.

But where could she find a man to satisfy her? She had considered becoming a prostitute, not for money, but so that a man could comfort her. However, she never dared, because she was a respectable woman who had never slept with a strange man and couldn't become a prostitute for physical needs.

I was her tenant; we knew each other. She had considered asking me for help, but lacked the courage to speak up. Just then, she saw me masturbating with her underwear in the bathroom, and that's when what she wanted to do happened.

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Widow Mrs. Zhang had an extremely strong sex drive. It's easy to imagine how empty and miserable she felt without a husband. She was tormented by lust every night, soaking countless sheets. A dildo could only provide temporary relief, never the pleasure of a real penis. She even had the urge to become a prostitute, enjoying the pleasure of being penetrated by clients. However, given her age and obese appearance, she believed she wouldn't be popular with clients, at most becoming a low-priced brothel madam, catering to any client seeking only sexual release.

She happened to be caught in a rage, blinded by lust, indifferent to appearances, only seeking what was convenient, diving into any opening she could find. When she was satisfied, I was also aroused, better than being consumed by lust. When I pounced on her, I could fantasize that her wet, juicy hole belonged to Ah Xing, not the fat Mrs. Zhang, and the result was the same pleasure.

After finishing with Mrs. Zhang, I was exhausted, having depleted a lot of energy. The next day, my legs were weak when I got up. After work, I went to Ah Xing for dinner, bought her a gift to please her, and we made up as before.

Ah Xing was an innocent girl, and I could only look but not touch. At most, I could hold her hand, but as for taking it further, she firmly refused. If I still didn't give up, she would turn against me. I had already crossed the line once, and dared not cross it again. Helplessly, I had to wait for the right opportunity to get what I wanted.

Mrs. Zhang had tried my large penis and, having tasted its sweetness, became extremely attentive to me, preparing nourishing tonics for me, hoping I would use them on her. Her tonics were indeed effective, making my little brother feel like a thousand tons of explosives, ready to explode at any moment, needing to find a hole to crawl into.

That night, the fat Mrs. Zhang deliberately seduced me again. She walked back and forth in front of me in a transparent nightgown, her large breasts bouncing up and down, a pink bra struggling to support them, the full, plump mounds threatening to burst out. Below, she wore light pink lace panties, revealing a large patch of pubic hair and the indentation in her cleft.

Her actions were tantamount to implying I could sleep with her again. To be honest, under normal circumstances, I might not have gone for it, because she was all fleshy, of average appearance, and not young. If it weren't for my own desires, I wouldn't have been so indiscriminate in my pursuit of her. I slept with the fat Mrs. Zhang several times that night, exhausting myself to the point that I had no energy left for work. If this continued, I'd be fired by my boss sooner or later.

Mrs. Zhang had planned this all along, even deliberately lending me a pornographic videotape. It was hard to remember what she was talking about. I pulled Mrs. Zhang close, and through her transparent nightgown, I grabbed her large breasts. She chuckled lewdly, twisting her plump waist, and unceremoniously unbuttoned my pants, reaching inside to find what she craved.

My penis was already aroused. She held my engorged penis in her hand, as if it were a treasure, her expression one of delight. Although she was forty, her skin was still very smooth. My penis felt wonderfully soft and fleshy in her hand. She stroked my penis, warming me up. I paused my fondling of her breasts, first removing my trousers and underwear so she could massage my penis.

This slut, Mrs. Zhang, made me sit on the sofa, then she bent down, opened her mouth, and licked my penis. She sucked with relish; I felt her oral skills had improved significantly. Her licking made me tremble with pleasure.

I also told her to lick my penis while taking off her nightgown. I then helped her remove her bra and pulled down her panties. She was completely naked, leaning against the sofa, sucking on my penis.

Since she was willing to serve my little brother, I let her have her way. I brought my head close to her vulva, parted her wet pubic hair, and stretched out my tongue to probe her clitoris. As soon as I touched it, her juices flowed freely, and her whole body trembled. We were so engrossed in licking each other that we didn't notice the door opening.

Suddenly, someone stood in the living room and walked over to Mrs. Zhang and me. I then saw a young girl with big eyes smiling at me, while Mrs. Zhang, due to her limited vision, still didn't see the girl.

I awkwardly stopped licking Mrs. Zhang's vulva. She asked me why I wasn't continuing, and I immediately gestured that someone was nearby.

Mrs. Zhang turned around and saw the young girl, and was stunned. It turned out the girl was Mrs. Zhang's daughter, Xue. Xue and Mrs. Zhang didn't get along well, and since I moved in, I'd never seen her come back to visit Mrs. Zhang. I'd overheard Mrs. Zhang saying that Xue had gone astray, causing a mess outside, and that she wouldn't listen to advice. Mrs. Zhang had long since given up on her, but she never expected her to suddenly return.

Seventeen-year-old Xue had part of her hair dyed blonde, wore the clothes most favored by young people, and had a very well-developed figure. My naked body was completely exposed to her, and her gaze was fixed on my wet, erect penis.

Because Mrs. Zhang had sucked on my penis, it looked as if it were coated with oil, standing tall and very imposing. Xue, like a cat seeing a fish, didn't take her eyes off my penis.

She asked if I was Mrs. Zhang's lover, and praised my penis for being so thick—it must have felt great for her mother. She said she'd never had sex with a man with such a thick penis, and asked if I would like to have sex with her. Mrs. Zhang, hearing Xue's words, was both angry and resentful.

This is outrageous! Two mothers and daughters are fighting over a tomboy, and Mrs. Zhang had already started getting intimate with me. This unfilial daughter suddenly appears and steals her love, leaving Mrs. Zhang speechless.

Ah Xue casually tells Mrs. Zhang that she can let me do it with her mother first, and then it'll be her turn. I was more than happy to oblige; Ah Xue is full of energy, and making love with her would be incredibly enjoyable.

I didn't say anything to indicate my willingness, only waiting for Mrs. Zhang's opinion. Mrs. Zhang didn't care about saving face; she was already burning with desire, and if I didn't make love with her, she would be miserable.

Ah Xue waved her hand, signaling us to continue. She pretended not to exist, took a shower first, and would take over after I finished with Mrs. Zhang.

That was perfect! I could go in two holes at once, finishing with Mrs. Zhang and then her daughter.

Mrs. Zhang abandoned her dignity, discarding her motherly role, and letting her daughter take over after she was done. I planned to conquer her at least twice, and I had to conserve my strength, especially since the second round would be with the youthful and charming Ah Xue; I couldn't afford to lose face.

I need to quickly finish off Mrs. Zhang to regain my strength for the second tough battle. I want to lick Mrs. Zhang until she's in ecstasy before I start exploring, so I can conserve my fighting power.

Mrs. Zhang is lying on the sofa. I spread her legs, press my head against her labia, and stick my tongue deep into her vulva, licking until she moans and groans.

Mrs. Zhang catches my head with both hands, wishing she could stuff it into her empty vagina.

Mrs. Zhang's vaginal fluids flow out continuously, becoming thicker and thicker. My mouth is full of sticky vaginal fluids, some of which flows into my mouth and I swallow it.

I licked Mrs. Zhang until she moaned loudly, her lewd cries intermittent. I believed that if I kept licking, I could definitely bring her to orgasm, but that wouldn't be fair to her, as she wouldn't get to enjoy the taste of my big rod. I couldn't be biased; I should properly fill her cunt with my big rod, and she wouldn't complain anymore.

So I raised my head, signaling Mrs. Zhang to act like a dog, with her hands on the sofa, her knees supporting her body, her back to me, her plump buttocks raised high, so I could penetrate her peach blossom cave from behind.

Mrs. Zhang obediently did as I said. I walked behind her, my round, large glans facing her vulva, and with a thrust of my hips, "whoosh," half of it slid into her body.

I held Mrs. Zhang's plump waist with both hands, and with another forceful thrust, my thick, long rod was fully inserted, the glans reaching Mrs. Zhang's flower core. Her cunt was bursting open, with no space at all.

Mrs. Zhang's vagina was quite tight, and her plump buttocks were very wet. I held her waist and began to thrust in and out quickly, each thrust hitting her G-spot.

Mrs. Zhang desperately arched her plump buttocks to meet my thrusts, my penis colliding with her vagina, making a slapping sound, which, together with her moans, became a beautiful symphony of sex.

I thrust rapidly for over a hundred times, and Mrs. Zhang could no longer hold on, nearing orgasm.

Mrs. Zhang's vagina suddenly convulsed strongly, clamping my penis even tighter, followed by a low cry as she released her vaginal fluids, her whole body feeling like it was falling apart, completely collapsing.

After she reached her climax, I continued to thrust vigorously for dozens more times before ejaculating without reservation, shooting my hot semen into her uterus.

After resting for twenty minutes, I carried Ah Xue into the room, leaving Mrs. Zhang in the living room to savor the previous pleasure.

Ah Xue was even wilder than Mrs. Zhang, taking the initiative from beginning to end. She sucked, licked, and nibbled at me, and even changed positions several times during the actual intercourse, which impressed me greatly. Such skill at such a young age! I really need to learn sexual techniques from her.

I ejaculated in Ah Xue's mouth once, and then we did it a second time. However, I was a little disappointed with Ah Xue's vagina; it wasn't as tight as Mrs. Zhang's. Her promiscuous behavior outside the marriage was quite evident.

Because I had ejaculated twice before penetrating her again, I was less sensitive, so I could still thrust for over twenty minutes without ejaculating, until Ah Xue cried out for help and begged for mercy.

I lived a dissolute life for half a month, having sex with Mrs. Zhang and her daughter every night. As a result, I fell for Ah Xue's scheme and later discovered I had contracted a sexually transmitted disease. I learned that Ah Xue had deliberately seduced me; she already knew she had the disease. When she returned home and saw her mother and me having an affair, she planned to harm me by infecting me and her mother with the disease. Mrs. Zhang suffered the same fate. I didn't blame Ah Xue; it was my own greed that led to this.

However, after this lesson, I dared not stay any longer. I moved out of Mrs. Zhang's house, severing ties with her to avoid ruining my relationship with Ah Xing—it would be a losing proposition. (

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