【Dragon Tattoo】(651-700) Author: wtw1974

Author: wtw1974
Word Count: 160386

Chapter 651: Liu Jiali

and Zhang Xiaohui "Auntie, your asshole is so lewd, it feels so good on my cock."

"Ah...you naughty Long'er, you...what did you say? I'm so ashamed...um..." Wenlong's obscene words
turned the humiliation in Aunt Liu Jiali's heart into a catalyst for lust. Wenlong's cock kept rubbing against her
rectum . This pleasure was transmitted to her vagina, causing her to drip with vaginal fluid onto the leather office chair.

That damned rope often rolled back to its original state due to the vigorous movement, preventing Liu Jiali from fully immersing herself in
sex. So she lifted her left leg and quickly pulled it out of her panties, the pink thong tang
tangled messily around her right thigh.

The brief pause allowed Wenlong to pull her up, his hands gripping her waist. He noticed her clothes weren't
the same fabric as today's, so he asked, "Auntie, did you change?"

"No, Long'er, don't ask. I've already had sex with my back hole, but not my front."

Wenlong, still holding his aunt Liu Jiali's waist, guided his penis into her overflowing vagina. As he
thrust, his hands groped her body, growing increasingly curious. He unbuttoned her shirt, asking,
"Auntie, you weren't wearing this today, were you?" He then expertly undid the pink
lace front clasp, his rough hands kneading her full breasts.

"Hmm... Long'er, why don't you see for yourself?" So, Wenlong pulled down
the stockings , opening them to a blood-soaked scene: a woman in a black suit skirt was leaning against a desk,
her head held high, revealing a pair of thin gold-rimmed glasses. Her brown hair was styled in a neat updo,
her black pencil skirt was pulled up to her waist, her long legs were clad in sheer, open-crotch stockings, and a pink thong
was rolled up on her right thigh.

She wore black stiletto heels. A woman in a white dress lay on the desk, her dress wide open, revealing a black lace
bra had been unhooked. Her full breasts rose and fell with her breath, her long, beautiful legs were clad in black open-crotch
stockings, and her black thong had been pulled down to her left ankle. She wore a pair of milky-white
stiletto heels .

Because Wenlong hadn't opened his eyes for a while, and in the dim light, he initially thought he was having sex with
Zhang Xiaohui.

"Aunt Zhang, is that you? Ah, Auntie." Wenlong thought the person lying on the desk was his aunt Liu Jiali.
In his excitement, he used too much force, feeling like his glans was about to pry open her cervix.

"Ah... Long'er, don't be so rough all of a sudden." Aunt Liu Jiali turned her head and scolded him coquettishly.
When Wenlong saw that Aunt Liu Jiali was dressed like Zhang Xiaohui, he immediately understood what was going on.

"Auntie, you slut... I always thought you were so dignified, but you're more wanton than anyone else. Today I
'm going fuck you to death."

"Ah... Long'er... Ah... Ah... I didn't... I was forced by you... I have a husband
, I'm your uncle's wife..."

"Is that so? Not only will I force you, today I'm going to shoot my sperm into your uterus so you can go back and
show it to your uncle. Ah... So tight."

"No... Ah... Ah... Long'er... I don't want... Don't shoot into my uterus... Ah...
Ah..." The lewd conversation with Wenlong made him increase the force of his thrusts, making Auntie Liu Jiali's legs go weak,
her nose almost touching Zhang Xiaohui's vulva.

"What a pair of big breasts! Does your uncle rarely touch them? Let me help you."

"I... your uncle rarely touches them... oh... but they belong to your uncle... Long'er,
no... don't touch them... ah..."

Looking at Zhang Xiaohui's messy pubic hair, with Wenlong's semen still on the opening, the lewd atmosphere
prompted Aunt Liu Jiali to involuntarily lick the fluid with her tongue.

"Ugh... Jiali-jie... don't lick... um... dirty..." Zhang Xiaohui moaned.

Aunt Liu Jiali completely ignored Zhang Xiaohui's pleas, cleaning Zhang Xiaohui's vulva again and again with her tongue
, swallowing the mixture of vaginal fluid and semen, as if it were a sweet spring to replenish her desire.

Zhang Xiaohui was too weak to care about Liu Jiali's violation of her.

"You slutty aunt, I'm going to cum, cum inside your uterus, I'm going to get you pregnant."

"No... Long'er... um... no... ah..." After a frenzied series of thrusts, Wenlong's
penis pressed firmly against his aunt Liu Jiali's honey hole, the large glans prying open her cervix and beginning to fire,
streams of semen gushing out and hitting her uterine walls. Her vaginal opening burst open, and vaginal fluid mixed with a little semen
flowed from the inside of her two silk-stockinged legs, down into her high heels, and dripped onto the floor.

Wenlong didn't pull out his penis, but held his aunt Liu Jiali and sat her in the office chair behind him. His aunt, exhausted from
the long sex session, fell asleep.

At this moment, he received a text message on his phone. It was from Weng Lihong, telling him to go to the Shangri-La Hotel; she
had something to discuss with him.

"Aunt, aunt, wake up, I have to leave."

After some time, Wenlong woke up his aunt Liu Jiali. Her hazy eyes slowly opened, and Zhang Xiaohui
stood beside her, her face flushed, her clothes already tidied. She and Wenlong remained in the same position, and she felt
Wenlong's penis harden again, still inside her vagina.

She glanced at the clock on the desk; it was already 4:30 PM. The afternoon had passed without her noticing.

"Hmm..." Aunt Liu Jiali stood up, supporting herself on the armrests of her office chair.
The stimulation of her vagina when Wenlong's penis withdrew made her groan involuntarily.

Liu Jiali turned to look at Wenlong, smiled seductively, and asked him, "I wonder if Long'er is satisfied?"

"My dear aunt, I'm so satisfied, I love you to death." After saying this, Wenlong stood up and opened his arms to hug
his aunt.

"Go, I still need to change clothes with Xiaohui." Then he gestured for Zhang Xiaohui to take off her clothes.

While Zhang Xiaohui was taking off her clothes, Wenlong took advantage of the moment to press Aunt Liu Jiali down on
the desk and insert his penis into her anus. Seeing Zhang Xiaohui undress, Liu Jiali, suppressing her pleasure, pushed
Wenlong away, quickly took off her own clothes and handed them to Zhang Xiaohui, then took her original clothes and went inside.

A short while later, Liu Jiali came out dressed and heard Zhang Xiaohui moaning. She saw Wenlong
thrusting into Zhang Xiaohui from behind, seemingly inserting his penis into some hole. Her pink panties were on the desk, and she didn't know what had happened.
"Wearing or not?"

Aunt Liu Jiali angrily walked over, intending to stop Wenlong, but before she could even
speak, Wenlong grabbed her, kissed her lips, and continued thrusting his penis into Zhang Xiaohui.

A moment later, Zhang Xiaohui cried out "Ahhh..." several times, reaching another climax. As Wenlong's
penis

just pulled his penis from Zhang Xiaohui, Wenlong turned Aunt Liu Jiali around, pressing her
back so she had to lean against the desk. Then, he lifted her skirt, removed the thin strap of her thong, and
inserted it into her anus.

Less than a minute later, Wenlong ejaculated into Aunt Liu Jiali's rectum again, collapsing onto her
back.

Aunt Liu Jiali, enduring the half-finished pleasure, didn't bother to scold him. She gently told him
to get up and tidy himself up. Wenlong held her tightly, kissed her cheek, withdrew his penis, and stood up to straighten his clothes.

Seeing Wenlong's wet penis, Aunt Liu Jiali turned around and squatted in front of it, gently stimulating it with her mouth
. Then, she picked up Zhang Xiaohui's thong from the desk and wiped the wetness around her crotch.
Zhang Xiaohui, now sober, stood beside Wenlong, helping him straighten his clothes. Before leaving,
Liu Jiali returned the thong to Zhang Xiaohui, who bowed her head, took it, and put the underwear back on.

Wenlong kissed Aunt Liu Jiali and Zhang Xiaohui goodbye, then drove his SUV out of the garage again, onto the
bustling streets. It was dusk, the streetlights, car lights, and building lights illuminating
the faces of hurried pedestrians, their faces bearing the weariness of a day's work and the longing and
anticipation . The lights of the buildings came on, looking like stars in the night sky;
behind each lit star, there must be a husband or wife waiting for their loved one to return home.

His aunt, Bai Shuzhen, had already arrived home. She called to ask where he was, and he only said he was eating out.
She told him to come home early, and he quietly agreed. After hanging up, he accelerated to the limit and quickly arrived at
the Shangri-La Hotel.

He gave the receptionist Weng Lihong's name, and the receptionist immediately became respectful. She picked up
the phone spoke a few words, and then politely guided him into the elevator. She swiped a magnetic card, and the elevator
went directly to the 59th floor.

The receptionist led him to the door of a private room at the end of the floor and then bowed and withdrew. He pressed
the doorbell, and the door quickly opened. Weng Lihong, wearing a white bathrobe and with her blonde hair flowing freely, pulled him inside with a look of
surprise and delight .

This room was the largest deluxe suite in the Shangri-La, over 100 square meters in size, and its interior was
extremely luxurious, filled with a modern and contemporary style. Weng Lihong led him into a large living room. Floor-to-
ceiling windows offered a panoramic view of the dazzling cityscape at night. A lavish spread of food sat on a black solid wood dining table, a bottle of champagne remained
unopened, and the white porcelain cutlery was unused.

"Haven't you had dinner yet?"

Wenlong asked, glancing at the room's furnishings.

"Yes, I haven't had much of an appetite since noon. Why don't you have something with me?"

Weng Lihong smoothed her long hair, a fresh scent of her post-shower fragrance wafting over. She pulled out a chair for him.

Wenlong didn't refuse and sat down opposite her. Weng Lihong opened the champagne, and they began to eat together
.

Although in a suite, the dinner was authentic Western cuisine. The medium-rare veal steak was cooked
to perfection , the foie gras was smooth and melt-in-your-mouth, the smoked salmon was sweet and delicious, and the champagne was actually cognac.

Chapter 652: Weng Lihong and the others chatted as they ate. With the outgoing and carefree Weng Lihong, Wenlong
felt no pressure and could talk freely without restraint. Before he knew it, he had drunk several glasses of champagne. He felt a
surge , and Weng Lihong's eyes became somewhat hazy.

"You didn't come here for me, did you?"

Weng Lihong's large eyes narrowed into slits as she looked at Wenlong thoughtfully.

"How did you know?"

Wenlong didn't want to deny it and asked back.

"Your eyes, your eyes,"

Weng Lihong said calmly.

"What about my eyes?"

Wenlong answered casually, focused on the food on his plate.

"The eyes you had in Ren'an were full of confidence, brimming with a desire to conquer, somewhat arrogant but not off-putting;
now , they're tired, lost, anxious, and full of frustration,"

Weng Lihong said, gently swirling the shape of the pale golden liquid in her wine glass.

"This isn't like you, it's more like the Dragon Master I know."

Weng Lihong brought the wine glass to her lips, took a small sip, and then said, "If I had met
you as you are now, I don't think I would have fallen in love with you."

Wenlong didn't answer, but simply picked up the half-empty glass of champagne on the table and drank it all in one gulp.

"What happened that made you suddenly change like this? Where did my Dragon Master go?"

Weng Lihong frowned, he could see the concern on her face.

"A woman? I can tell, it's because of a woman."

She gestured with a slender finger.

"Yan'er? No."

Weng Lihong asked tentatively, then quickly dismissed it.

"It's definitely not Yan'er. Although she's a few years older than you, her mental age is younger than yours. She doesn't yet have
the ability to hurt people, especially a boy as unique as you."

Wenlong remained silent. Weng Lihong's guess might not be accurate, but it wasn't far from the truth.

"What does age have to do with this?"

Wenlong countered.

"It's a big deal. Youth is capital, youth is charm, we can squander it, love,
hate, do whatever we want."

Weng Lihong put down her wine glass, took a slender women's cigarette from the cigarette case on the table, lit it, and took
a puff.

"But when you're no longer young, the more you understand, the harder it is to love, because you'll become
insecure , suspicious, jealous, and lack self-confidence. All of this makes love complicated."

Weng Lihong made a circle with her red lips, and a wisp of white smoke escaped from her mouth.

"If it were you, what would you do?"

Wenlong couldn't help but put down his knife and fork and ask.

"Me? You've asked the wrong person. I'm a failure who's failed many times; how could I possibly offer you success stories?"

Weng Lihong shrugged, a hint of self-deprecation in her voice.

"You're a woman; you should understand what women need,"

Wenlong asked, grasping Weng Lihong's slender hand resting on the table. Her long, thin fingers were painted with gold-pink
nail polish , shimmering wonderfully under the light.

"Women, when they're young, need passionate suitors, meticulous care,
and of course , a handsome, dashing appearance and a tall, strong body,"

Weng Lihong smiled sweetly, the passion in her beautiful eyes making her look much younger.

"When a woman is no longer young, she needs even more broad, reliable shoulders, calm and generous care, and
unwavering companionship. I think at that time, a sense of security is more important than anything else."

As she spoke, Weng Lihong crossed her legs, the hem of her bathrobe slipping down to reveal two long, beautiful legs, her slender feet
trembling slightly in her white slippers.

"So, what kind of promise do you think a woman can believe?" Wenlong asked, puzzled.

"Heh, do you think I still believe in promises?" Weng Lihong chuckled, countering with a question.

"Why? I've already tried my best,"

Wenlong said, somewhat dissatisfied. Weng Lihong's words seemed to be a judgment of his situation, or perhaps a statement about
a phenomenon that made him uncomfortable yet unable to refute.

"Try your best? Men are always so confident when they're in love, but
how many ?"

Weng Lihong smiled wryly, flicking her cigarette in the ashtray.

"Do you know what kind of person my mother is?"

Wenlong shook his head, indicating his confusion. Although he was used to Weng Lihong's unexpected actions, her sudden
mention of her mother puzzled him. What did this have to do with his question?

"My maternal grandfather was a shipping tycoon in Southeast Asia, and my mother was a true heiress. Before
she got married, she had over fifty servants, and the servants alone lived in two or three houses.
Everything the family ate and used was purchased from France, England, and America. My grandfather even set up an office in Europe specifically to
serve ."

Weng Lihong spoke of her mother with a look of nostalgia and admiration in her eyes, her expression
softening .

"My grandfather deeply loved his country. At that time, China was being invaded by the Japanese invaders, and he spared no
expense contributing money and supplies to support the war effort. Later, he even befriended a promising young officer,
my father. My grandfather greatly admired my father and his party, believing that only they could
create a new China. Therefore, he wholeheartedly supported their revolution and even betrothed his beloved daughter
to him."

Weng Lihong recounted her story, clearly lost in memories.

"When Mom married into the Chinese family, she had just graduated from Wellesley College in the United States. She was still a pampered
young lady from Southeast Asia who only knew how to sing English songs and dance. Although Dad was already a high-ranking official at the time, the material
life was incomparable to that of her own family. In addition, not long after, Dad was implicated in
a political struggle because of his old boss and was sent to the remote Inner Mongolia for reform through labor. Mom actually learned to cook, do laundry, and do
housework all . She went from a pampered young lady who never knew what money was
to a housewife who could skillfully go to the market and bargain. Isn't she amazing?" "

Your mother is remarkable."

Wenlong praised her, but he couldn't help but think of his own mother. She had gone through the same thing for the
past ten years or so after her marriage. For her father Lu Chunfeng's career aspirations, she was a good wife and mother while also working as a successful lawyer.
Therefore, Wenlong could understand the sacrifices that women made for their families and careers.

"Heh, what's the use of being so great? Later, to avoid implicating Dad, Mom took me back to Grandpa's
house and sent me to study in the United States. When the political turmoil subsided and we returned to China, Dad had already been reinstated
and was even promoted."

Weng Lihong stared blankly at the grayish-white ash in the ashtray.

"Isn't that great?"

Wenlong asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Heh, that's not necessarily true. What's good for others isn't necessarily good for us.
Not long after Mom returned to China, she and Dad went through divorce proceedings. Do you know why?"

Weng Lihong chuckled coldly and shook her head.

"I don't know. Why?"

Wenlong asked curiously, completely captivated by her story.

"When I graduated from university, my mother told me that during her years abroad, a waitress who took
care of my father had successfully slept with him. Faced with this young and beautiful nanny,
my mother, once known as the 'Flower of Southeast Asia,' was no match. Even the deep bond between husband and wife, forged through hardship, couldn't withstand
the allure of youthful flesh."

Weng Lihong slowly recounted this story, her expression a mixture of sadness and anger.

"Tell me, is this marriage trustworthy? Are a man's promises trustworthy?"

Weng Lihong asked sharply.

"It depends on the person; I don't think you can generalize."

Wenlong felt indignant about his mother's plight but didn't want to be included in that category.

"Haha, Long'er, if I were twenty years younger, I definitely would have believed you, even if you deceived me
once, I would have been willing."

Weng Lihong reached out her slender hand to stroke Wenlong's cheek, suddenly laughing seductively.

"Alright, let's not talk about this anymore. This is my last night in Sihai City; I shouldn't waste it on these unhappy
things."

Weng Lihong clapped her hands and tossed her hair.

"Is it your last night, and you're leaving?"

Wenlong asked doubtfully.

"Yes, I couldn't help with Zhong Xin's matter, and I won't give up so easily. I'll
look for "

Weng Lihong replied simply. She didn't elaborate on these other ways, but
given they might actually work.

"Wait a minute, I'll go change and be right back,"

Weng Lihong said, standing up and casually taking off her bathrobe, revealing her alluring, naked body
. She strode into the bedroom with her long legs.

A moment later, she emerged with a seductive gait. Her long, golden, curly hair exuded an air of grandeur.
A white short fur coat draped over her shoulders, revealing a
black, strappy halter-neck dress adorned with blinging sequins. Two crisscrossing straps at the chest of the dress exposed her shapely
collarbones and half of her full, ample breasts. Her long, straight, and smooth legs were clearly visible beneath the skirt,
clad in 8-centimeter stiletto sandals. The
sandals featured two crisscrossing gold straps that wrapped around her ankles, completely encasing her slender legs and emphasizing
her wild and sexy aura.

"Comonbaby, let me take you to have some fun,"

Weng Lihong snapped her fingers, then swayed towards the door in her stilettos.

Having had a few drinks, the Rolls-Royce Phantom, escorted by Weng Lihong's driver and entourage, took them to
a nearby VIP bar called "Tang Hui." Two tall black bodyguards guarded the opulent
entrance, while rows of stylishly dressed men and women lined up to enter. The security guards, seemingly aware of Weng
Lihong's status, politely gave them a green light, allowing them to enter without waiting in line.

Chapter 653: Weng Lihong (Part Two)

Wenlong rarely frequented nightclubs, but upon entering "Tang Hui," he was immediately captivated by the atmosphere.
The initial area was on the second floor. A large circle in the center housed drinks and a lounge area, while the
entire floor below the circle was converted into a dance floor. Access to the dance floor was via two rows of sloping staircases on the second floor. Countless heavily made-up,
shapely women in various strapless miniskirts filed down the stairs, swaying
their , eliciting whistles from the men. Every sexy, hot girl who entered the dance floor was like cheese
poured into boiling soup, quickly overwhelmed and melted by the heat of the crowd.

Weng Lihong was clearly a nightclub enthusiast; she was completely at home in the environment.
She pulled Wenlong down to the dance floor, her figure and looks immediately attracting the attention of the men. Countless
whistles and applause greeted her arrival, and the DJ at the perfect moment sped up the music.
Two spotlights shone precisely on them, illuminating Weng Lihong's smooth, long legs adorned with gold ribbons
, driving the men on the dance floor even more wild.

After finally squeezing through the crowd and entering the packed dance floor, he finally understood
the reason . The 300-square-meter space was packed with people. In this crowded, flesh-to-flesh environment,
no one restrained themselves. Men and women alike swayed their bodies unabashedly.
A slight movement would result in bumping into an arm or thigh. Normally dignified and elegant white-collar women didn't mind
hands touching their breasts and hips. Even the most reserved and taciturn men would let loose here. Men and women
danced in unison to the music, their bodies pressed close together and rubbing against each other. The air was thick with the scent of alcohol and women's
perfume , and the flashing lights constantly illuminated everyone's faces, revealing their intoxicated and infatuated expressions
.

Under the influence of Weng Lihong, a seasoned veteran of the entertainment scene, Wenlong also joined in the frenzied atmosphere,
swaying to the increasingly rousing music. Weng Lihong was like a seductive enchantress; her joints
seemed capable of any movement. Her two full breasts, encased in a black sequined miniskirt, rippled with waves of flesh. Her
slender waist caused her plump, round buttocks to sway like an electric motor. Her delicate hands, painted with gold-pink nail polish
, constantly caressed her chest downwards. Her long legs, clad in 8-centimeter gold strappy stilettos, opened and closed repeatedly
, almost ripping open her short skirt.

Weng Lihong was undoubtedly the most attractive woman in the entire venue. Soon, they were pushed to the center of
the stage . Surrounded by numerous men, Weng Lihong showed no stage fright, instead swaying her
fiery body even more unrestrainedly. Most of those crowding to the center were men, their eyes gleaming with greed, all wanting a piece of
the action. But Weng Lihong's allure and sexiness were all focused on him, completely ignoring the men's advances.
These failed predators sized up Wenlong, and after assessing his formidable strength, they
retreated somewhat dejectedly to the periphery, occasionally groping Weng Lihong's back and buttocks.

The stage space wasn't small, but the sheer number of people crowding in, coupled with the physical exertion, made Wenlong
feel it was more physically demanding than usual exercise. After the DJ changed the music twice, his shirt was already damp
, and Weng Lihong's face was also glistening with moisture, a slight rosy glow that made her features even more beautiful. He leaned close
to her ear and asked if she wanted to rest.

"What?"

The music was so loud that Weng Lihong didn't hear him clearly. She tossed her wavy blonde hair and shouted.

Wenlong almost shouted back.

"Yes!"

Weng Lihong shouted excitedly, then twisted her fragrant body and threw herself into his arms. Her two moist red lips pressed
against his, and her soft, fragrant tongue darted out. They kissed passionately and
embraced walked towards the stairs.

The way back was even more difficult than coming down. The men who had been watching them all night seized the opportunity
to create obstacles for them. They deliberately pushed and shoved, blocking their path, and then took the opportunity to
grope . They hadn't made much progress after walking for a long time.

Wenlong was a little annoyed. He lowered his shoulders, stretched out his elbows, and assumed a fighting stance, pushing aside the people around him. After a few bumps and bangs,
the men with ill intentions immediately learned his skills and chose to avoid him when they saw his expression. Only then did he manage
to squeeze through and reach the stairs. Because of the strenuous exercise earlier, the champagne Weng Lihong drank that evening was starting to take
effect. She swayed as she climbed a few steps in her high heels, then her legs gave way, and she almost
fell backward . Luckily, he caught her from behind and simply lifted her up, carrying her
against his chest as they walked upwards.

Sitting on his arm, Weng Lihong was significantly taller than everyone around her, extremely
conspicuous The lights shone precisely on her, and whistles and applause erupted once again. Seeing
the envious and jealous looks from the women below, Weng Lihong's vanity was greatly satisfied. Her long legs were wrapped around
his armpits, her upper body wriggling restlessly, her ample breasts swaying and brushing against his hair.

"Master Long'er, you're so sexy, Auntie's all wet down there,"

Weng Lihong whispered sweetly in his ear.

As she spoke, she pulled his hand between her legs. Wenlong's hand directly touched a tuft of sweaty
hair and smooth skin. She wasn't wearing anything under her short skirt; she had
been dancing with him naked, her lower body exposed. He wondered if the men around them had noticed.

Weng Lihong was too wild. Countless eyes were watching them, yet she sat comfortably
on his arm, swaying her body and welcoming the men's cheers, like a proud queen inspecting her
subjects . Luckily, they were heading up the stairs, so no one could see his hand under her skirt.

Even so, Wenlong felt incredibly aroused. Weng Lihong's bare lower body was wet, her
plump vulva open, swallowing and releasing saliva. His two fingers easily slipped into the vulva,
entwined and gripped by the slippery flesh. With each step, his fingers moved in and out, causing
even more fluid to be secreted. By the time he reached the second floor, his entire palm was soaked.

"Long'er, I can't take it anymore. Put me down quickly, I need to pee!"

Weng Lihong suddenly said urgently.

Seeing that she looked really uncomfortable, Wenlong quickly put her down. Weng Lihong immediately went inside
. She was very familiar with the area and quickly opened a restroom door and went in.

He looked at his palm, which was covered in a clear liquid, smiled wryly, shook his head, and walked to the bar area. He found
some tissues and dried his palm.

The bar area was backed by the second-floor railing. Many bartenders in white vests were serving customers.
Men and women who had danced to exhaustion sat on the high stools in front of the bar. Some people also came here to
chat up . There happened to be such a couple next to him.

The girl had her back to him. Her long, flaxen-blonde hair was tied in a bun on top of her head. Her slender
body was wrapped in a sleeveless,
off-the-shoulder lace-trimmed mini-dress. The bodice was a tight-fitting, peach-pink lace fabric, revealing her long, slender, fair arms and her entire pale, thin back, except for a lace
neckline . The black mini-skirt fell just above her knees, and a slit on the side revealed two
long, slender, white thighs. Her long, thin legs were encased in peach-pink pointed-toe stilettos, the 10-
centimeter heels making her tall figure appear even more graceful.

Although she was sitting, her height and figure somewhat resembled Zhong Yan'er's, and he couldn't help but
glance times.

Next to her sat a man in his thirties, wearing a lace shirt and black casual pants. His hair
was styled in a flamboyant way with mousse, and his fairly regular features gave him a smug, self-admiring look, suggesting he was a
successful nightclub regular.

He flirtatiously held the girl's hand, seemingly trying to persuade her to go to a hotel with him
for sex. The girl spoke with a coquettish yet open tone, but she consistently avoided the man's main point,
neither directly refusing nor agreeing to his request. Her voice sounded somewhat familiar, but he
couldn't recall where he had seen her before.

The man drank his liquor as he spoke, and under the influence of alcohol, he pulled the girl into his arms and
tried to kiss her lips. The girl clearly resented his actions; the usually docile girl unexpectedly
resisted fiercely, but the man showed no sign of relenting.

After a loud slap, the man finally raised his head, but a five-finger
mark appeared on his face. He was clearly enraged by the girl's slap. He cursed, "Damn it, what are you pretending for?
You're just a warm-up hostess, saying you won't go out. What are you selling here if you won't go out?"

As he spoke, he raised his hand to slap the girl's face, but Wenlong grabbed his hand as soon as he raised it. This
man was extremely annoying in both words and deeds, and he couldn't help but want to protect this girl who looked somewhat like Zhong Yan'er.

With a swift movement of his hand, Wenlong caused the man to scream like a pig being slaughtered. Seeing that Wenlong was not someone to be trifled with
, the man repeatedly begged for mercy. Wenlong, too lazy to argue with such a person, released his grip and shouted, "Get lost!"

Once his hand was free, he immediately jumped off his seat, rubbing his wound as
he ran outside. This fight, so lopsided and brief, ended just like that. The onlookers
quickly shifted their focus, and the patrolling staff acted as if nothing had happened, as if such incidents were
commonplace here.

Chapter 654: Weng Lihong (Part 3)

"Big brother, thank you."

A girl's clear voice came from behind. He turned around and both of them were stunned. He
recognized ; she was Xiao Yi, who had worked at Zhou Liqi's fruit and flower shop before. He just didn't know why he saw
her here.

"What are you doing here?"

Wenlong asked curiously.

"It's you, Brother Wenlong."

Xiao Yi was also surprised to see Wenlong, but she quickly recovered and smiled broadly.

"I was wondering which handsome guy was so amazing, but it turned out to be you, Young Master Long. What
brings you here ?"

Xiao Yi's speech was as fast as ever; she quickly recovered from the earlier commotion, her
words coming out like a machine gun.

"I gave you that card so long ago, and you've never come even once."

A card? Right, Wenlong remembered. When Xiao Yi delivered fruit and flower baskets to the head office, she did
give him a card, but he had no idea where he'd thrown it. He hadn't expected her to invite him to this nightclub.

"Well, actually, this is my first time here. I'm here with a friend."

Wenlong didn't want to tell her he'd forgotten about it. This girl wasn't unpleasant, although she seemed a bit
worldly.

"What friend? Probably a woman."

There was a hint of sourness in Xiao Yi's voice. Her dark eyes darted around Wenlong's face,
a strange, indescribable look in them.

"That's right, it's a woman. Any objections?"

Weng Lihong's deep, arrogant voice rang out beside her. She had emerged from the restroom sometime earlier
and was now standing with her arms crossed, looking at Xiao Yi with a mocking gaze.

Upon seeing Weng Lihong, Xiao Yi's face instantly broke into a standard smile. She stepped forward,
took Weng Lihong's hand, and said with a smile, "Hello, sister. You're Queeen from 'Tang Hui,' everyone knows
you."

"So Long Shao is your boyfriend. No wonder he has such high standards."

Xiao Yi's sudden change in attitude left Wen Long dumbfounded. Weng Lihong accepted her compliment but ignored
her smile, turning around and taking his arm in a sweet voice, "Wen Long, let's find a place to rest. It's so hot here."

Wen Long nodded to Xiao Yi and followed Weng Lihong into a nearby private room. Xiao Yi
watched them leave with a smile.

The private room was quite large, with dim blue lighting. The excellent soundproofing
blocked out the noise from outside, calming their initial excitement. Inside, besides a long, wide
leather sofa, there was a 60-inch LCD screen showing a live video of the dance floor.
After the waiter brought in fruit platters, snacks, a large glass of warm water, and several bottles of foreign liquor, he left, leaving the two of them alone.

Once the door to the private room was completely closed, Weng Lihong pounced like a female leopard. She climbed on top of Wenlong,
her red lips eagerly sealing his mouth. A long, slightly salty tongue darted out, her face still flushed
from the earlier activity, her body radiating the pheromones of a female animal yearning for mating. His pent-up
desire of several days was aroused, and he reciprocated with a passionate kiss.

As they kissed, her hands tirelessly removed his clothes. Soon his
shirt was undone, and Weng Lihong began kissing him from his neck down, licking with her long tongue as she did so,
leaving traces of her saliva from his Adam's apple to his chest and lower abdomen. Then, with practiced ease, she unzipped his pants,
pulling out his long, restrained penis.

She held his penis tightly, which, after the previous stimulation, was now erect and proud
, with prominent veins and a ping-pong ball-sized glans that was reddish-purple. Facing this
fierce male genital, Weng Lihong's beautiful eyes gleamed with an unusual light.
She stuck out her long, moist, bright red tongue and licked the glans, her slightly raised face revealing an extremely pleasant expression.

"Hmm, Master Long'er, so thick... so hard... have you been holding back for a long time...?"

Wenlong grabbed the penis, which was as hard as an iron rod, and used the large purple glans
to grind it clockwise on her smooth and delicate red lips. She stuck out her tongue, which was covered in sticky fluid, and he slapped the entire penis against her tender
and elastic pink cheeks, once, twice, three times...

"Don't get excited... Auntie will give you an appetizer first."

When Weng Lihong saw that he was about to put the penis in her mouth, she smiled at him with great charm, then
let go picked up the foreign wine on the table, brought it to her lips and took a sip. Then she opened her two red lips wide, letting
him see that her rosy mouth was half full of wine, her bright red tongue was immersed in the amber liquid, and with
her big eyes with eyeliner and silver eyeshadow, she looked like a seductive succubus.

Her next move was something he had never experienced before. She reached out her slender hand, painted with gold-pink nail polish,
and grasped his penis. Then she opened her full, fiery red lips and took his entire penis into her mouth. He felt as
if his lower body had been suddenly immersed in a cool spring. The foreign liquor that Weng Lihong had been talking about was actually chilled
. His penis felt like a red-hot iron rod suddenly doused with cold water. The extreme contrast
in cooling brought an indescribable stimulation, making him groan in pleasure.

Weng Lihong was clearly satisfied with her results. She pursed her moist lips and deeply
sucked down , losing herself in the act. Her lips gripped his shaft tightly
, moving up and down until his glans was almost touching her throat, but she showed no discomfort. She brushed
aside her stray blonde hair with one hand, her mouth sucking on his massive penis like a suction cup, making
lewd "slurp...slurp..." sounds.

After a while, when the liquid in her mouth had warmed up, she released his
penis swallowed the wine, then took another sip of warm water before taking his
penis back into her mouth. This time, the sensation was completely different from the last. His penis was soaking in lukewarm water, feeling warm
and comforting. Weng Lihong licked it from the base down, sucking in and out from left to right,
her beautiful eyes beneath long eyelashes gazing at him provocatively. Her head moved up and down rapidly, passionately sucking on his glans.

When the water in her mouth gradually cooled, Weng Lihong released it, spitting it out, then
took another sip of the chilled liquor, repeating these two steps in the same manner. As she sucked, her mouth secreted
fluids , making his already swollen, purple glans even shinier. She stroked his penis with one hand,
while the other hand had already reached between her smooth thighs under her short skirt, and judging from the way her fingers moved, it had penetrated deep into
her vagina. Occasionally, a few drops of liquor would slip from her red lips, dripping onto the two plump mounds of flesh exposed
above , adding to the erotic atmosphere.

"Master Long'er, Auntie is so itchy... I can't take it anymore, come and conquer me, make Auntie feel good."

After letting him enjoy the "ice and fire" sensation for about thirty minutes, Weng Lihong released her
mouth from his penis and stood up impatiently. She
pulled up , revealing her bare lower body. Her long legs, clad in 8-centimeter stilettos
, stepped onto the sofa, and she stood on his penis like a queen ruling the world.

She spread her smooth, firm thighs to the left and right, and her slender hands, painted with gold-pink nail polish, grasped his huge
penis. As her plump buttocks sat down, her vulva swallowed his penis. "Plop!"
The giant python was inserted completely into Weng Lihong's bright red and wet slit.

"Ah!"

Weng Lihong couldn't help but groan.

Wenlong asked curiously, "What's wrong? Are you alright?"

"No...nothing, I just really love Master's penis, I miss it so much."

Weng Lihong's face showed a mixture of pleasure and something else she couldn't quite put her finger on.

"Hehe, then enjoy it slowly, you have all night long."

Wenlong chuckled, grabbing Weng Lihong's slender waist with both hands and thrusting his lower body upwards forcefully.

"Oh...yeah!"

Weng Lihong let out a soft moan, her smooth, flat abdomen heaving, her plump vulva
beginning to tighten inwards, his huge penis being surrounded and tightly gripped by rings of tender flesh, waves of pleasure radiating from its shaft.
A tingling sensation.

Weng Lihong glanced at him with a hint of resentment, but her eyes also revealed a hidden pleasure and enjoyment.
Then she began to sway her slender waist, moving her full, round buttocks against him.

The dim blue light in the private room shone on her, her bling-bling sequined mini-skirt
bunching just above
her , the thin gold straps crisscrossing and hidden on her slender calves. Her smooth, long
lower body was illuminated by the light, shimmering like a colorful, golden serpent
dancing .

He reached out and pulled down the bodice of her sequined mini-skirt, and Weng Lihong's two large, full
breasts sprang out, too large to be grasped by one hand. He mercilessly fondled and
kneaded her large, plump breasts. Two dark red nipples had already protruded from her soft, full breasts, and
under his pinching fingers, they had stood erect to the size of red grapes.

While playing with her nipples, Wenlong thrust his massive penis in and out of Weng Lihong's
wet Each deep thrust of his large penis parted her plump flesh
to its limit, rubbing and pushing against her, feeling the layers of pleasure within her vaginal cavity. The tender flesh inside Weng Lihong's cavity would
tighten and relax accordingly, tightening and relaxing again, cooperating in perfect harmony with his penis's sucking and releasing.

Chapter 655: Weng Lihong (Part 4)

Weng Lihong felt waves of tingling, numb, and soft pleasure that almost overwhelmed her reason. Her
voluptuous slender body was covered with a thin layer of sweat, shimmering under the spotlight. Her
long, slender toes curled and gripped tightly inside her gold stiletto sandals, and her long, golden curly hair fluttered in the air with her body's trembling. Her face
showed an expression of extreme excitement, and her large, watery eyes were incredibly alluring.

Wenlong's hands gripped Weng Lihong's round and full breasts, kneading and rubbing them to amplify his lust, while simultaneously
penetrating her flower path more deeply with his huge penis. The hot and wonderful stimulation instantly drove Weng Lihong, who had been thirsty for several days,
almost crazy. That arm-sized penis not only occupied her flower core but also completely possessed her body and mind.
The desire within her made Weng Lihong forget herself.

As time went by, his enormous penis grew harder and harder, like iron. He began to thrust his penis upwards repeatedly
, tossing Weng Lihong's voluptuous body up and down. Each time, his penis slammed into
the smooth, wet core of Weng Lihong's vagina. Finally, Weng Lihong had a chance to cry out ecstatically, "Ah...ah..."

Her long legs, clad in 10-centimeter gold stiletto sandals, trembled. Her plump vulva
tightened inside began to contract and writhe. Weng Lihong's intense orgasm finally arrived.
A large amount of hot, gushing vaginal fluid gushed from her vagina onto his large glans. The overwhelming and irresistible pleasure made
her tremble all over.

After waves of ecstatic trembling, Weng Lihong's wet petals still quivered and opened
. She leaned forward and hugged him tightly, her bright red lips quickly pressing against his,
frantically pouring her saliva into his mouth, and then extending her long, slippery tongue to
entwine and twist with his.

After this long, passionate kiss, Weng Lihong, still immersed in the afterglow of pleasure,
gradually came to her senses, though unwilling. Seeing his leisurely expression as he looked at her, she
could still feel the presence of his massive penis inside her, even though her lower body was already swollen
and engorged. That penis, which had brought her to the extreme of pleasure, was still hard and hot, showing no signs of softening. She gave him a flirtatious glance and said, "Master Long'er,
aren't ?"

"What do you think?"

"Hehe, I knew it. Then let's move on to the next stage."

"The next stage, where to?"

"Of course, a different battlefield! The conditions here are too rudimentary."

Weng Lihong's voice became incredibly sexy, a sly glint in her eyes, yet undeniably alluring.

They got up and straightened their clothes. Weng Lihong adjusted her sequined mini-skirt; she didn't need to touch up her makeup
. After donning a fur coat, she regained her queenly demeanor, wearing 8-centimeter gold stiletto sandals, and
strutted arrogantly towards the nightclub's exit, arm in arm with him.

Tonight would be another sleepless night.

Wenlong opened the door and entered a room. It contained a toilet, a sink, and a long mirror, but the decor
was nothing like a bathroom. From the walls to the mirror frames, everything was off-white, and the dim
pink lighting created a decadent atmosphere in the small space.

Suddenly, the door opened, and a tall, voluptuous woman walked in. She looked to be around 30,
with long, flowing hair styled in an elegant updo. Large Chanel sunglasses obscured half
her face, revealing only her straight, slender nose and full, bright red lips. Her skin was as white as if it rarely saw
sunlight . Her two full, firm breasts, encased in a silver-gray silk blouse,
contrasted sharply with her slender waist. Her full, pert buttocks stretched taut over her white lace pencil skirt, and her long, straight, white
legs were encased in 8-centimeter dark red stilettos. She swayed her hips towards him with the air of a mature, beautiful woman.

Somehow, Wenlong found himself sitting on the toilet seat, his pants gone, his bare,
hairy thighs exposed, and between them, a thick, erect penis, as thick as a child's arm, stood erect. The beautiful
woman was already kneeling between his legs, a position that fully displayed her long, shapely legs
, her fair, smooth insteps exposed in 8-centimeter dark red stilettos, making them even more alluring.

The beautiful woman extended a pair of slender, white hands, her delicate fingers, painted with silver nail polish, grasping his massive penis.
The soft, smooth touch made his penis swell even more. She skillfully and expertly stroked his
penis with her slender fingers, while simultaneously parting her full, red lips, a long, slick, crimson tongue emerging from her mouth,
a string of clear saliva sliding down the triangular tip of her tongue, dripping onto his large, purplish-red glans.
After she had soaked his ping-pong ball-sized glans with her saliva, her red lips parted to their widest angle, then
she swept his penis into her mouth.

His massive shaft was enveloped in an extremely moist and warm cavity, where a soft, slippery tongue...
Stirring the shaft continuously, the beautiful woman's long tongue sometimes forcefully enveloped the thick shaft, sometimes traced across the large
glans , sometimes licked the groove beneath the glans, and occasionally she would
swallow the entire thick, long shaft into her mouth, allowing him to penetrate directly into the slippery walls of her throat.
Each time, her high, delicate nose would press against the thick pubic hair at the base of his penis.

Wenlong felt as if he were being electrocuted in his penis; the sensation was indescribable,
and he trembled with pleasure. The feeling was incredibly stimulating. This dignified,
beautiful woman, her long, white legs clad in 8-centimeter stilettos, squatted in a place filled with
an ambiguous and unclean atmosphere, providing him with oral service using her highly skilled deep-throat technique. The
dual physical and psychological pleasure brought him immense ecstasy.

Although his thick, large penis required the beautiful woman to exert twice the effort with every movement, she
seemed to thoroughly enjoy the sensation of this massive shaft. Each insertion of his penis would cause
a bulge to appear on her fair, smooth cheek, which would then recede as his penis withdrew. Although
her eyes were obscured by sunglasses, this repetitive cycle of movements appeared extremely lewd. As her
head moved up and down, sucking on his penis, her high bun at the back of her head also rose and fell. He seemed to see
something familiar.

What was that? Wenlong shook his head vigorously. It seemed as if a butterfly was fluttering before his eyes. Why
was there a butterfly here?

The beautiful woman's swaying head constantly interfered with his vision, and
the pleasure from her perfectly controlled tongue distracted him.

The butterfly seemed to be golden, its wings fluttering lightly beneath his crotch.
The butterfly's posture and flight path subtly matched the swaying of the beautiful woman's head.

No, something vaguely dawned on him, and a sudden, ominous premonition surged within him .
He reached out and touched the beautiful woman's smooth, white cheek between his legs. Her movements, with his penis still in her mouth, ceased,
and the golden butterfly abruptly froze.

On the woman's elegantly styled high bun, a butterfly-shaped golden hairpin
lay still, its vitality seemingly drained in an instant.

Wenlong shuddered, his trembling hands moving incredulously as he gently removed
the sunglasses the woman always wore.

As the sunglasses were slowly removed, the pair of bright, clear eyes beneath her long, delicate eyebrows—eyes that had appeared countless times in his dreams—
were looking at him. Those eyes, so incongruous with her lewd actions with his large penis still in her mouth, were filled with
a strange sense of loss and endless sorrow.

The sunglasses were completely removed, and his aunt Bai Shuzhen's familiar yet unfamiliar face was fully revealed before him.

He jolted awake.

The first thing he saw when he opened his eyes was a magnificent crystal chandelier, its dazzling light shining on his naked, muscular body.
He was lying on a large, "kingsize" bed; it turned out that everything just now was a dream.

Wenlong felt a little disappointed. Although the scenes in the dream were absurd, they had left him with a lingering aftertaste, and he only regretted that it hadn't
continued . He turned his slightly sore neck and saw the woman lying beside him. Her long, soft, smooth
golden curls cascaded over her honey-smooth body, and her two long, straight, beautiful legs were slightly parted.
Her round, plump buttocks were covered with dried white secretions. His movement, though small, had woken her up.

Weng Lihong opened her beautiful eyes, which were painted with gold eyeshadow, and looked at him seductively. Her bright
red lips parted slightly as she spoke.

"Good morning, Master Dragon."

"Morning? What time is it?"

He shook his head, his alcohol-numbed mind clearing somewhat, and the events of last night gradually
came back to him .

After two rounds of physical intimacy in the private room of "Tang Hui," they
returned they made love unrestrainedly in this room until they were both exhausted and fell
asleep in each other's arms.

"I don't know, it should be past 10 o'clock."

Weng Lihong's red lips pressed against his again, her wet, warm tongue swirling around his teeth, her two incredibly
elastic testicles pressing against his chest.

10 o'clock? Ignoring Weng Lihong, who was already groping his genitals, he picked up the phone on the bedside table
. The flashing LED light indicated low battery, and when he pressed the power button, it was already off. He thought to himself
that he hadn't come home all night and hadn't answered his phone. He wondered if his aunt, Bai Shuzhen, would be worried. What if
something happened if she couldn't find him?

Chapter 656: Weng Lihong (Part 5)

Wenlong felt increasingly uneasy and had no desire to continue his lovemaking with Weng Lihong in bed. He quickly reached out and pressed down on her busy
body, saying in a deep voice, "I'm sorry, it's getting late, I really have to go back."

Weng Lihong was unexpectedly docile and obedient this time. She didn't try to stop him, but just lay lazily on
the bed, silently watching him put on his clothes. When he was dressed and about to leave, she spoke.

"Are you really leaving?"

Her voice wasn't loud, her throat was even hoarse from the repeated sex, but her tone carried a rare
gentleness .

"Okay, you should sleep a little longer."

Wenlong put on his coat, wanting to say something to her, but unsure how to begin.

"Wait..."

Seeing him about to turn and leave, Weng Lihong suddenly spoke up, trying to stop him.

"Long'er, can you kiss me one more time?"

Weng Lihong rested one hand under her head, her cascading blonde hair half-falling over her chest, like an alluring
Barbie doll, the longing in her beautiful eyes irresistible.

Wenlong bent down to kiss her, but unexpectedly, she grabbed his neck and her warm
red lips pressed against his, followed by a passionate, wet kiss. She seemed to want to swallow his tongue and saliva
completely , until she exhausted her last bit of strength before releasing him.

"The luggage you left behind is in the living room; Manager Guo has already sent it back for you."

Weng Lihong smiled charmingly, the warmth of her red lips still lingering on his.

Wenlong nodded to her, stood up, and walked out without looking back.

"Master Long'er, your aunt might come back to see you! Or she might invite you to go for psychological treatment again!"

Weng Lihong's alluring voice rang out behind him again.

After taking his luggage downstairs, he sped home, afraid that any delay would mean missing his aunt.
The entire journey from the hotel to home took an hour.

Opening the door, the house was quiet. He glanced at the wall clock; the hands pointed to 11 o'clock.
It seemed his aunt had gone to work. His mood calmed slightly, but he didn't know what to feel.

After carrying his luggage back to his room, he was about to plug in his phone when he noticed a
faint A thought struck him, and he took a few steps in that direction, only to find the door ajar
. He could hear voices inside. Who was in his aunt's bedroom? Who was she talking to?

Wenlong frowned, tiptoeing towards the master bedroom without making a sound, but his heart
pounded uncontrollably. He raised his hand to the bedroom door, but hesitated for a moment, afraid that if he pushed it open,
he would face the reality he dreaded.

He finally pushed the door open, and midday sunlight streamed through the silk curtains into the spacious bedroom.
Besides the casually spread blankets on the large bed, the only other thing in the room was that familiar scent; there was no one else or any trace of anyone else.
He calmed himself slightly. He had heard the sound earlier more clearly; it sounded like a woman singing. Who was
singing ? This didn't seem to be his aunt's voice.

Following the source of the sound, he tiptoed to the bathroom. The
mirror covering the doorway was half-open, revealing a small crack. Through the crack, he could see that the spacious, bright bathroom
was filled with steam, as if someone was taking a shower inside.

Because one entire wall of the bathroom was made of floor-to-ceiling glass, sunlight streamed in unobstructed
. On the bathtub platform next to the glass wall, a fair and graceful figure could be vaguely seen: slender,
narrow shoulders, a smooth, jade-like back, a long, delicate neck, and a cascade of silky,
wavy It was none other than her aunt.

Wenlong secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He could now clearly hear the singing he had just heard. The sound was
coming from the speakers on the bathroom wall, the sound waves traveling outside after being reflected by the steam and the wall. The song was sung by a
light melodious female voice. Although he wasn't familiar with the lyrics, he remembered hearing it as a child; it had been
sung throughout the country back then.

"Last night's rain / Awakened me from my slumbering dream / My bewildered heart / Is stained with yesterday's pain / The cold wind
/ No longer has the tenderness of the past / Can lost love / Be regained / On this long road, who can tell me /
How many mistakes will I make / Where will I finally find my resting place?"

The bathtub was already filled with steaming warm water, with bright red rose petals floating on the surface. From his position
, he could only see his aunt's smooth, jade-like bare back. Her long, plump
thighs were hidden by the rose petals on the water's surface. Her two long, slender, white legs, like lotus roots, were exposed on the surface of the water. Her crescent-shaped , crystal-clear
arches rested on the edge of the bathtub. Those slender ankles that he once loved so much were so shapely and smooth. Her delicate,
white toes were painted with vermilion nail polish, blooming like white lotus petals in the steam.

She gently lifted her slender arm, a few drops of water sliding down her snow-white arm, circling her long,
graceful neck, then gliding down her delicate, lovely neck hollow, finally
dissolving along the breathtaking curve of her chest, making her full, plump, white breasts even more glossy and smooth.
Under the influence of the water temperature and the steam in the room, her snow-white breasts, like soft, freshly peeled chicken head meat, were almost transparent, their high, firm
peaks proudly topped with two pink cherries, their shape and color comparable to a virgin's, making one's mouth water.

He was captivated by this picture of a beautiful woman bathing. Gazing at the mature,
graceful no burning passion or desire as usual. At this moment, he only wanted to quietly appreciate the beauty of this woman of the highest caliber, even though she was no longer his, his love for her
had never diminished .
Thinking of this, his heart ached as if pricked by needles.

Accompanied by the gentle female voice, Wenlong almost forgot about time and space, standing blankly by the door watching
the beauty in the pool.

His aunt, Bai Shuzhen, had been soaking in the pool for some time, and he gradually noticed something unusual about her.
In the misty steam, one of her slender, white arms rested on the edge of the
pool did not rise. He observed carefully and discovered that her snow-white bare back against the pool wall and
her head, with its long hair piled up, were trembling slightly, as was the white arm resting on the edge. From his angle,
he could not see her jade-like body submerged in the water, but at the junction of her two long, white legs and her smooth, silky abdomen
, the rose petals on the surface of the water were rolling and rippling, as if
small whirlpools were forming beneath the surface.

"Once in the rain you told me / We'll stay together for this life / Once in the wind you told me / You'll never leave me /
So many dreams woven with tenderness / So many scenes etched with love and hate / Why does everything ultimately amount to nothing?" As
the song grew more poignant and lingering, the ripples on the water's surface became more frequent. Although he couldn't see it, he
could imagine that his aunt's slender white arm, submerged in the water, was placed between her legs,
and that her delicate, long, white fingers, two or three at a time, had entered her plump, luscious vulva. Judging from
the ripples on the water, she had already applied the results of his previous training, using her slender fingers to move in and out
of that tight, fleshy passage, teasing the thick, rosy clitoris deep within.

"Ah..."

Aunt Bai Shuzhen finally couldn't help but let out a soft moan. Her moan wasn't loud, but it was soft and delicate,
carrying a hint of impatience.

The rose petals on the water's surface tumbled and churned, foreshadowing the increasingly intense activity beneath. A pair of delicate, white hands,
painted with crimson nail polish, gripped the edge of the pool tightly, the pale blue veins on the translucent backs of the hands
clearly bulging. The pair of slender, jade-like legs resting on the edge of the pool tensed, the crescent-shaped arches of
the feet suddenly straightening, the ten petal-like toes, painted with crimson nail polish, neatly clustered together and contracted tightly
towards the soles of the feet.

"Mmm…"

Aunt Bai Shuzhen finally let out a soft, extremely cloying moan, as if releasing pent-up anxiety
. The lingering resonance of her voice was long and melodious, carrying a lingering, tender tenderness.
His heart fluttered.

Then, her previously taut, bowstring-like feet relaxed,
her delicate white toes, tightly interlocked like flower petals, loosened slightly, and her slender white arms, which had been gripping the edge of the pool, slid into the water. Her
long, wavy, wine-red hair, previously coiled behind her head, cascaded down, and she leaned against the pool wall with a touch of languor.
It was as if an invisible shadow had slipped away from her, and she felt instantly light and relaxed.

The rose petals on the water gradually quieted down, leaving only the plaintive song echoing in the room,
accompanied by a unique fragrance, like musk, filling the steam.

Wenlong quietly left the room that had captivated him, closing the master bedroom door behind him. He didn't want
his aunt to know he had spied on her; he wanted to present a true image of a man to her—a responsible
, decisive, and self-controlled man. No matter her attitude towards him, he would never give up on his aunt,
Bai Shuzhen, whether she was his aunt or the woman he loved.

He went into the bathroom, took off his clothes that still smelled of the nightclub, threw them into the washing machine,
and began washing away the traces of his sexual encounter with Weng Lihong. After he finished cleaning himself up
, his aunt, Bai Shuzhen, also came out of the master bedroom.

Chapter 657: Aunt Bai Shuzhen She was wearing a white cotton loungewear set, the loose cut of which could not hide her
slender figure. Her plain, unadorned face was beautiful and charming, and her long, wavy, wine-red hair was wet and draped
down her back. She carried the fresh scent of a post-bath fragrance.

"Oh, when did you get back?"

Seeing him, she asked somewhat shyly. Perhaps because she had taken a long bath, her
fair cheeks were flushed with a faint blush, as alluring as a blooming rose.

"Just got back, took a shower first,"

Wenlong answered frankly. "I thought you went to the company today."

"Well, I just showered too. I got up late this morning, so I didn't go to the company,"

Aunt Bai Shuzhen said, as if explaining something to him.

"Where did you go yesterday? Why didn't you come home to sleep? You didn't answer your phone either." She asked as she tilted her head
and dried her hair with a large towel, her tone more of a complaint than anything else.

"I was out a bit late yesterday, and then I stayed overnight at a friend's house. I'm sorry to have
worried ,"

Wenlong recounted the events of last night politely, his tone sincere but not weak.

His attitude caught Aunt Bai Shuzhen off guard; she seemed suddenly at a loss for words. After
hesitating for a moment, she asked, "What friend? Was it a man or a woman?"

"A woman,"

Wenlong's answer was still concise, but his tone was crisp.

"Which one? Yan'er, or...you didn't go to see that woman surnamed Weng again, did you?"

Wenlong's answer quickly aroused her suspicion, and she pressed him for details.

"I'm all grown up now. It's normal to have one or two female friends occasionally,"

Wenlong replied with a smile. "Actually, you don't need to worry. I'll keep things in check. I'm capable of
doing what I should do and can control my own life."

He stared at her, speaking with confidence. Although legally he was not yet eighteen and
still a minor, he had at least lost his virginity and had grown into a man.

Whether it was the irrefutable logic in his words or the powerful aura he suddenly exuded,
his aunt seemed a little flustered in front of him. Her hands, which were wiping her wet hair, stopped.

"I...I'm just worried about your health,"

she said after a long pause.

"Haha, you don't need to worry. My health has always been very good, you should know that,"

Wenlong said, suppressing his laughter.

His words were loaded with meaning and double entendre, causing his aunt to shyly tilt her head, her
blush deepening.

"By the way, it's almost 12 o'clock, let's go out for dinner together,"

he invited her before she could recover.

"Go out for dinner?"

His aunt's surprise was genuine; this was the first time he had invited her out to eat, as
he usually preferred to eat at home with her cooking.

"Of course, I feel bad always having you cook. It's getting late, so let's
eat ,"

Wenlong said with a casual shrug.

"Okay, whatever you say, I can afford to treat you to this meal,"

he interrupted her hesitation without giving her a chance to think further.

His forceful attitude actually worked. Aunt Bai Shuzhen was clearly overwhelmed by his domineering manner
. She smiled naturally and shook her head, saying, "Really, when did you become so fond of going out?
Have you gotten tired of Aunt's cooking?"

"I'll never get tired of your cooking, but I can't bear to let you always have to work so hard,"

Wenlong said with a smile, gently taking her slender hand and lifting it up. He admired her long,
delicate, white hand with affection, gently stroking her smooth, white skin. "Such beautiful
hands , I'd be heartbroken if they got worn out."

"You're so glib,"

Aunt Bai Shuzhen's hand trembled slightly as she withdrew from his grasp, giving him a light tap with a playful
slap.

Although she said that, judging from the relaxed look in her brows, she wasn't offended by his actions.

"Wait a moment, I'll go tidy up."

With that, she turned and walked towards the master bedroom. Through her loungewear, he could see her slender waist swaying with each step
. He felt her long, white legs moved with a more graceful gait, as if her mood had suddenly improved
.

Wenlong vaguely felt he had done something right.

They walked out of the Century Cinema, discussing the scenes from the movie as they strolled along the
renowned pedestrian street.

During this
time and the insights gained from his conversation with Weng Lihong, Wenlong understood
the root of the problem between him and his aunt. Now, he was returning to her with a new attitude, something he had to show her.
A confident and controlling male. He changed his previous indifference to details, becoming more involved
in their lives and gradually taking the initiative. From daily meals and activities
to entertainment and clothing choices, his opinions became increasingly important, and Aunt
Bai Shuzhen's dependence on him deepened.

If they continued their secret affair, she might continue to treat him as a child in need of protection
. Although he was in control physically and sexually, her feelings for him stemmed more from aunt
's affection for her nephew and guilt over her past infidelity, making her willing to use her body as
compensation . No matter how much pleasure and satisfaction he could give her sexually, it couldn't change their
aunt-nephew relationship, which, mixed with sex and possessiveness, became more complex and fragile.
If they didn't handle it well, an irreparable rift might appear between them one day, and
then it would be too late to regret.

Aunt Bai Shuzhen initially felt a bit abrupt about Wenlong's change, but quickly adapted to this
delicate relationship. At her core, she was a gentle and submissive traditional woman. Such a woman is
powerless against a strong man . While she initially had the advantage of being his aunt, as
he gradually exuded a dominant aura, she slowly accepted this shift.

However, simply having her see him as a man wasn't enough. He didn't want a
woman who was physically conquered; he wanted her whole being, her entire being, her tenderness and love. Therefore,
outside of their daily life, he would frequently communicate with her, not as a nephew, but as a man trying
to understand her.

Wenlong then realized how little he truly knew about his aunt, Bai Shuzhen. Before this, he
only a kind and gentle aunt, a stunningly beautiful woman, never considering that she also had her youth,
her naive teenage years, her own secrets and worries. Her favorite singers were
Anita Mui and Leslie Cheung; she enjoyed watching romantic foreign films; and she had even fantasized about marrying a
sailor .

They gradually became very close, sharing everything. Through these conversations, he understood this woman better, and
their intimacy deepened. That's why they could walk hand in hand through the city like this today.

This pedestrian street was the widest and trendiest shopping area in Sihai City, packed with
tourists from all over the country every day. So they strolled freely among the diverse crowds. The shops on both sides of the street mainly
featured second-tier international brands. Although they couldn't compare to the flagship stores in high-end shopping malls, Aunt Bai Shuzhen
still dragged him through each shop with great interest. Although they didn't need to buy anything, women
just love shopping, especially for clothes and cosmetics, which are indispensable to them.

They entered a Maxmara store, where a young couple walked towards them. The man wore
black-rimmed glasses and had a trendy hairstyle, looking like a recent college graduate; the woman had long hair, wore a short skirt,
and was petite and pretty, except for being slightly overweight. The two walked hand in hand, chatting and laughing,
appearing to be very much in love.

They spotted Wenlong and his aunt Bai Shuzhen approaching from afar, their heads huddled
together whispers.

As they passed by, Wenlong overheard the girl say, "Wow, did you see that handsome young man in the floral shirt
? He's so tall and handsome! He's so young but has such a great presence, he's absolutely mesmerizing!"

The boy nodded in agreement with his girlfriend, muttering to himself, "Yeah, but the woman next to him
is beautiful too, with such fair and radiant skin, and an incredibly sexy figure."

"Yeah, and she has such great taste in clothes, every gesture she makes is like a superstar. I think even Fan Bingbing
isn't as beautiful as her,"

the girl agreed.

"So beautiful, so beautiful, she's like a goddess!"

The boy's eyes practically popped out of his head.

They were probably talking about Wenlong and his aunt Bai Shuzhen, but Wenlong didn't pay much attention to the two
college students . Aunt Bai Shuzhen listened with delight. She lightly tossed her long, wavy, wine-red hair behind her head,
slightly turned her graceful figure, and gave them a gentle, grateful smile.

Her smile, with its captivating allure, left the young couple mesmerized. Even as
they stopped in front of the men's fitting rooms, their conversation could still be faintly heard.

"They've already left, what are you standing there for? Are you bewitched?"

the girl complained, sounding a little annoyed.

"What nonsense are you talking about? I was just looking, what's wrong with that?"

the boy replied, slightly annoyed that his thoughts had been exposed.

Chapter 658: Bai Shuzhen "Tch, I know what you're thinking. But I advise you to stop fantasizing. A
beauty like that is definitely taken. That handsome young man looks like her boyfriend. Save your breath."

The girl scolded him, her voice dripping with jealousy. The boy seemed to realize his mistake and quickly
tried they walked away

. Wenlong and his aunt Bai Shuzhen exchanged a glance, secretly amused by the little incident.
They were standing in front of a full-length mirror when Aunt Bai Shuzhen pulled him to look in the mirror, immediately
gaining a deeper understanding of the young couple's feelings.

In the mirror stood a vibrant young couple. The young man wore a floral shirt and gleaming, supple dress
shoes, which perfectly accentuated his tall and imposing figure. His sharply defined features, like marble sculptures,
along with wisps of puberty stubble on his chin and slightly sharp, wary eyes,
gave him a maturity beyond his years. No wonder the female college student called him a handsome young man.

His aunt, Bai Shuzhen, however, was dressed quite differently. She wore a beige, sheer
cardigan, the wide sleeves rolled up slightly at the wrists, revealing two slender, white hands adorned with silver bracelets. Underneath, she wore
a , hip-length skirt-style top
with white lace detailing below her collarbone. The top was designed high, and the flared hem made her already long legs appear even more slender and
elongated. She wore charcoal black pencil pants, the clinging legs hugging her long, shapely legs...
Her fair, delicate feet were firmly encased in 7-centimeter-high silver mesh ankle boots. Her
long, wavy, wine-red hair was casually draped behind her head, and her clean face was only lightly powdered with BB cream and a touch of lip gloss, yet she
exuded a fresh, elegant, and gentle charm.

Aunt Bai Shuzhen's outfit made her appear even younger. Her skin and figure were already
well , and standing next to him, she didn't look like an aunt at all. His appearance and attire,
on the other hand, accentuated his maturity, making their age difference less noticeable. They stood side-by-side like a couple of similar age,
happily admiring each other in the mirror.

"Long'er, do I look older standing next to you?"

Aunt Bai Shuzhen still vividly remembered the little incident from earlier after leaving the shop.

"Not at all. You look much younger than me. Didn't you see all those young men treating you like a goddess?"

Wenlong teased deliberately.

He had gradually changed how he addressed her, because the title "Auntie" felt too formal,
creating a chasm between them every time he uttered it, and he deliberately avoided the word.

"Here we go again, always saying nice things. People are probably laughing at me behind my back,"

Aunt Bai Shuzhen said with a slight reproach, but her upturned lips revealed that she actually liked the feeling.

To be honest, anyone meeting her for the first time would misjudge her age, often thinking she was only in her early twenties
.

"No way, they'll just secretly curse me,"

Wenlong chuckled.

"Curse you? Why would they curse you?"

Aunt Bai Shuzhen asked, puzzled.

"They're definitely cursing me, thinking, 'What's so great about this little brat that he can get such a
beautiful girl?'"

Wenlong exaggerated deliberately.

Aunt Bai Shuzhen couldn't help but laugh, her radiant smile
attracting the attention of passersby.

"You, you're so incorrigible, always spouting nonsense,"

Aunt Bai Shuzhen said with a charming smile. She wasn't bothered by the intimacy in his words; he knew his
behavior today had been effective.

"Well, what can I do? You're so beautiful. Look, everyone who sees you on the street is like they've lost their soul
. I'm not so bad, am I?"

Wenlong said, feigning helplessness.

As if to prove him right, a fat man wearing thick glasses walked towards them. He
kept glancing at
Aunt Bai Shuzhen as he walked, and even after they passed, he kept turning back to peek at her back. He accidentally bumped into a roadside tree, and his glasses fell to the ground.

"Look, you've made someone fall for you again, and a rather important one at that,"

Wenlong pointed out the fat man's behavior to Aunt Bai Shuzhen.

"Alright, that's enough. Don't laugh at others; they haven't done anything wrong,"

Aunt Bai Shuzhen couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle, giving him a light tap.

The fat man picked up his glasses and was diligently wiping off the dust. He still thought his aunt Bai Shuzhen's
smile was directed at him. Watching their receding figures, he grinned happily.

Ahead was a set of steep steps. Worried that his aunt Bai Shuzhen's heels were too high, Wenlong reached
out and gently took her slender hand. His aunt Bai Shuzhen trembled slightly, but didn't refuse him.
The feeling of her long, plump, white hand resting in his palm, her delicate, smooth skin, filled him with delight. He helped her walk, saying,
"You were very beautiful when you were young. I bet many men pursued you."

"You silly boy, why do you ask that?"

His aunt Bai Shuzhen was clearly in a good mood tonight; she hadn't spoken to him in such a tender tone in a long time.

"Just concerned about you, wanting to know you better,"

Wenlong replied casually.

"Okay, the answer is—"

Aunt Bai Shuzhen didn't seem to care much, she chuckled and said, "Not many."

"Really? Were all the men in the past blind?"

he exaggerated deliberately.

"Hehe, no, not at all."

Aunt Bai Shuzhen was amused by him. They had already walked down the steps, and she hadn't even noticed
that her slender hand was still in his palm, but was relaxed as he led her slowly. "Your grandmother was very strict. Girls weren't allowed to go out and play when they were at home, and they had to be home

before 8 pm ." Aunt Bai Shuzhen seemed to be lost in memories, her tone becoming playful, "Even if someone wanted to pursue me, they couldn't do anything about it." "However, there were quite a few who passed notes and wrote love letters." She added, then couldn't help but laugh. As they walked, they reached the seaside promenade. There were n't , only couples strolling leisurely in twos and threes, the dim yellow lights casting long shadows of the two of them. "So what kind of man do you like?" Wenlong asked casually. "Why are you suddenly asking this..." Aunt Bai Shuzhen was caught off guard, and replied shyly. "I want to know how to make you fall in love." His tone was completely unpretentious, and he asked frankly without any pretense. "A man like your uncle would be perfect." Aunt Bai Shuzhen met his gaze without backing down, a smile playing on her lips, seemingly not averse to his initiative. "How did your uncle win your heart back then?" Wenlong pulled her hand and sat down on a bench by the roadside. "Him?" Aunt Bai Shuzhen smiled slightly when she mentioned Hu Liqun, her eyes revealing the liveliness of her youth, "He has many good qualities: reliable, kind, steady, and very caring." "Most importantly, he's very patient." Aunt Bai Shuzhen didn't look at Wenlong directly, but he felt there was something more to her words. "So what do you think of me?" Wenlong cut to the chase, turning to look into her eyes. His proactive behavior made Aunt Bai Shuzhen feel a little overwhelmed. She wanted to back away slightly to escape his pressure, but his aura had already enveloped the surroundings. At this moment, his face was only two fingers' width away from hers, and she could smell his...

The intense masculine aura emanating from him made her feel a little flustered.

"You,"

Aunt Bai Shuzhen said, placing her slender, white hand on his chest. Her clear, bright eyes scrutinized him
, then suddenly became misty. After a long while, she wrinkled her high, white nose,
as if desperately trying to suppress a laugh, and said, "I'm alright." Alright

? What kind of answer was that...? Wenlong felt like a thousand wild horses were galloping through his heart. Seeing his
expression of disbelief, Aunt Bai Shuzhen's smile grew wider.

"Silly boy, in my heart you are the best, okay? Do I have to list them all out?"

Aunt Bai Shuzhen said, gently tracing a slender, white finger along his cheek.

"That's just like a peddler praising his own wares."

At this point, she suddenly realized her inappropriate words and tried to stop herself, but it was too late; she couldn't help but burst
out laughing.

"Alright, you dare laugh at me for being a melon? You shameless, scheming old woman!"

Wenlong mischievously pretended to tickle her, waving his hand around her armpits and waist.

His aunt, Bai Shuzhen, often played this game with him when they were little, and he knew she was actually very ticklish. So,
the moment he made the gesture, she turned pale with fright, screaming and begging for mercy.

"Ouch, no!"

Aunt Bai Shuzhen waved her slender arms, stubbornly resisting, her long legs, clad in 7cm silver mesh ankle boots
, kicking aimlessly, but he still managed to sneak a few more tickles, followed by bursts of silvery
laughter .

After playing with her for a while, Wenlong casually put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his embrace. Whether she was truly
tired or didn't resist his actions, she leaned gently against his shoulder, breathing softly.

A pair of slender, white hands touched his cheek, their vermilion fingertips gently gliding across his skin. Aunt
Bai Shuzhen said softly, with a touch of emotion, "Silly boy, you have your own strengths, why bother about looking like others
?"

"Hehe, still trying to act mature, deliberately growing this fuzzy beard."

She playfully played with his beard, chuckling softly, "But to be honest, it looks quite good
."

Chapter 659: Bai Shuzhen (Part Two)

Wenlong held this warm, fragrant body in his arms. The playful teasing had made her slightly sweaty, and her
body fragrance, like orchids and musk, was even stronger. The night breeze blew her long, wavy, wine-red hair, the strands fluttering in the air
, occasionally brushing against his cheek, making him feel even more itchy. The sea breeze at this time of year brought
chills, but he felt warm all over.

He couldn't help but tighten his arms around her, leaning down to stare intently at his aunt, Bai Shuzhen, and
said in his gentlest tone, "Be my woman, I can't live without you."

His voice made Bai Shuzhen tremble. She raised her beautiful eyes, her gaze somewhat unfocused,
and said in disbelief, "But, we can't be together."

"As long as we want to be together, our hearts can be together, our bodies can be together. Let's put everything in the past
behind us. Society is more open and tolerant now. Same-sex marriage is possible, and the love between mother and child is
understandable , let alone us! The important thing is that my mother and your sister have already tacitly approved of us. As long as you can get pregnant
and have children, my mother and your sister will support us even more. Shuzhen, I will make you happy."

Wenlong's voice was gentle, but his tone revealed confidence and determination.

"But..."

Bai Shuzhen seemed unsure how to answer.

"No buts, just leave everything to me. Trust me, that's enough."

He decisively interrupted. He couldn't tolerate her hesitation; this indecisiveness would ultimately hurt her. He
had to take the initiative and make a decision for her.

"Give me some time, okay? I..."

Aunt Bai Shuzhen's words still carried a pleading tone, but her gentle eyes expressed her inner
certainty.

Wenlong gently leaned down to kiss her rosy lips, but she blocked him with the back of her fair hand.
Aunt Bai Shuzhen gently shook her head at him, her beautiful eyes regaining their playful look. She winked at him and
smiled, "Don't forget, patience is very important."

He shrugged, making an indifferent expression. The two stood up from their chairs and walked back. The sea breeze grew stronger that night
. He took off his trench coat and draped it over his aunt, Bai Shuzhen. She didn't refuse; wrapped in
the coat still warm from his body, she slipped one arm into his. They walked side by side like a real couple
. Beneath the long trench coat, Bai Shuzhen's slender legs were visible, her 7-centimeter silver mesh ankle boots
making a crisp sound on the floor.

Under the streetlights, their two tall figures grew longer and longer, eventually merging together.

After returning home, as was their unspoken agreement from the previous days, they would each go to their own rooms to rest.
But these past few days, Wenlong and his aunt Bai Shuzhen had become increasingly like a couple. They went to movies or
concerts , and of course, they would go shopping and enjoy delicious food together.

When they returned home, they would gently embrace before going back to their respective rooms. He didn't
deliberately seek to resume their previous physical relationship, but he thoroughly enjoyed this near-romantic connection.

But today, they had already talked so freely, and the lingering resentment in their relationship had been resolved. Both longed to
rekindle their romance and rekindle their love, simply waiting for that spark to ignite.

Bai Shuzhen lay in bed, her heart pounding. She heard Long'er's footsteps approaching, growing closer and closer until they
stopped at her bedroom door. Long'er stood silently outside, waiting, waiting.
Bai Shuzhen could no longer suppress her impulse and desire. She rushed to open the door and found Long'er standing there,
wearing a tight-fitting shirt and dark blue trousers.

They gazed at each other deeply in silence. Bai Shuzhen was only wearing a thin, short nightgown; through the white
silk fabric anyone with normal vision could see that she wasn't wearing anything underneath.

Wenlong saw her firm breasts bulging high in the delicate fabric of her nightgown, which was so thin it was
almost transparent. She walked toward him, so close that her breasts might gently touch him.
He seemed to feel her heat emanating from her nightgown, the fragrant scent of her hair, and her moist, bright red
lips that made him lose his mind.

Bai Shuzhen suddenly embraced him passionately, her full, firm breasts pressed against his body, her
fleshy red lips greedily seeking his tongue. He breathed heavily like a strong wild beast
, his body strong and vigorous, radiating youthful energy.

His hands were around her shoulders, making Bai Shuzhen appear petite and delicate in his arms. His hips were full, his
thighs , and his chest broad and alluring. Her hands were around his waist, her fingers unintentionally resting on his genitals.
They embraced tightly, like immortals merged into one, moving with small, delicate steps towards the bedroom.

It was unclear who laid whom on the soft bed. Wenlong initially lay quietly, letting her explore
and caress him. She hurriedly unbuttoned his shirt and loosened his belt, then grabbed him,
desperately pressing her body against his. Her delicate tongue, skillfully gliding from her mouth like a snake's whiskers, licked his chest and
lips , and finally, she flipped him over and straddled him.

She slowly removed his shirt, revealing his broad chest. His skin wasn't very fair, but a healthy,
dark steel color. Her eyes burned as she stared at him, sparkling with alluring flames. She unbuttoned his jeans,
revealing a mound between his legs, like a small mountain. A faint shadow beneath his white cotton underwear
accentuated the mystery of his ample bosom.

She pulled down his loose trousers, revealing his naked body.
His penis, now free, throbbed and stood erect, a thick tuft of hair obediently surrounding it. The large glans was smooth
as satin, its tip gently budding as if offering a long-awaited greeting.

His beautifully contoured thighs and calves, his full, firm, ivory-colored abdomen, his
gleaming , yellowish buttocks, and his taut yet supple waist all exuded the sensual charm of a young man. She
lowered her head, her long tongue rapidly licking his chest and nipples. It
felt as if one tongue had multiplied into two or three. He felt as if not just her tongue tip, but many tongue tips covering every nerve
ending. She kept licking him, and with excitement, she let out soft moans.

Her licking felt so good to him; his blood surged and his penis swelled to the point of bursting.
A little bit of clear semen leaked from the glans. Her tongue moved down from his neck, past his breasts and abdomen, until
it touched his pubic hair, and then stopped there. She started from the base of his penis and
slowly licked it from bottom to top. With a flick of her tongue, she licked away the clear spot on the glans, and finally swallowed the
glans whole. As her mouth moved continuously, her hips bounced up and down, and her hands gripped the base of his
penis , stroking it urgently and passionately.

Suddenly, she stopped what she was doing, leaned back, lifted the hem of her nightgown with one hand,
bent her knees, and brought her crotch towards him. His erect penis, straight as a stick, struggled to find its way into
her area. With a flick of her slender hand, she aimed at her already parted labia. The moment
they touched, she felt a warm, moist flow. She moved forward, swallowing his penis whole
, then sat up straight, moaning with pleasure on top of him. Their bodies were finally fused
together again.

A wave of pleasurable numbness spread from her lower abdomen throughout her body. The full, satisfying pleasure made her
cry out involuntarily, like taming a wild horse. She bounced and swayed on top of him, her body shaking and trembling
with the horse's unwillingness to be tamed, rising and falling repeatedly. Her beautiful hair danced in the air, sometimes
obscuring her face, sometimes partially revealing it. The intoxicating pleasure flushed her pretty face pink, and his tongue darted out,
licking her lips.

At that moment, Bai Shuzhen felt his penis swell, trembling inside her. She knew he was nearing
his climax. She took a deep breath, her body contracting and spasming. She pressed herself tightly against him,
and with each thrust, she let out a pleasurable moan, followed by a frenzied ejaculation. Her
cries .

The two lay embracing on the bed, both exhausted from their lovemaking. He still stroked her nipples and
lips, placing his legs between hers. Unlike Hu Liqun, Wenlong and his wife were more reserved during lovemaking,
though they too experienced moments of intense pleasure, they exercised more restraint than abandon. Wenlong was different. The moment he was in bed with her, the moment he entered
her, he was like a raging fire, completely melting her. Every movement, every gesture of his
was incredibly sensual, as if his entire being, including his soul, had entered her body.

Bai Shuzhen shifted her body, pressing one leg against his abdomen and bringing her lips to her lips. He wrapped his left hand around her
waist, while his right hand successively grasped her breasts and then her thighs. His hands caressed the inside of her thighs, which
Bai Shuzhen found incredibly pleasurable, and she naturally opened her mouth. Then, his hands simultaneously tickled the inside of her thighs,
gently and slowly moving back and forth between her knees and that area, even crossing over her labia. She was experiencing
incredible pleasure.

In the final moments, Bai Shuzhen's private parts were slippery, covered in the lingering stains from their passionate encounter. To
facilitate his continued teasing, Bai Shuzhen shifted her body upwards. He slowly
massaged her soaked area with the fingers of his left hand, while his right hand gently caressed the upper part of her labia, repeating this several times. Watching her
enter a state of dazed confusion, moaning, blushing, and trembling, he suddenly stopped at that spot,
rapidly pressing and flicking it with his thumb, index finger, and middle finger in turn. It was easy to imagine that she was dominated by pleasure, as if floating on warm
waves.

Chapter 660: Bai Shuzhen (Part 3)

He rolled over and pressed himself onto her. She spread her legs and tightly hooked them around his waist. Naturally,
his penis slid inside, slippery and warm, each thrust bringing out thick semen.

Although Bai Shuzhen didn't believe that he could reach orgasm through unilateral thrusting alone, she still
decided use the method of letting him take the initiative while she focused on enjoying herself.

She spread her arms, relaxed her whole body, and focused her attention on the area between her legs. The thing there
no longer possessed the arrogant, fierce, and valiant power it had before; instead, it thrust with a calm and powerful rhythm, each stroke seemingly reaching
its hilt, offering a different kind of pleasure.

At this moment, Wenlong not only failed to conquer her, but instead fell into her erotic trap, becoming a prisoner
unable to . His breathing was heavy and labored, his brow slick with sweat, until finally he released all of tonight's desires.
His passion melted into the fiery body of the young woman beneath him.

"Ah...ah...ah...darling...so good! Ah...ah..."

In the bedroom, the passion was boundless.

The beautiful young woman, her face bearing an expression that was hard to tell whether it was pleasure or distress, swayed her hips, her legs wide open,
her wet, slippery passage being penetrated by a large, black penis.

The boy, supporting the beautiful woman's thighs, used his half-bent knees as a fulcrum, his testicles pressed against her white
buttocks, thrusting rapidly; the collision of bodies, the friction of genitals, produced a series
of slapping sounds, like a symphony of unparalleled eroticism.

"Eee... Ahh... Oh... No... Don't stop... Ahh... Ahh..."

The beautiful young woman cried out wildly, her eyes rolling back as she reached out to embrace the boy who was pounding away on top of her. She used her
full breasts to trap his sweaty face, her long, beautiful legs lasciviously hooking around his waist, their two hot
bodies pressed tightly together.

"Huff... Ohh..."

The boy's sensitive glans felt a real, intense pleasure from her tender, slippery vagina, his heavy
breathing foreshadowing the impending climax.

Just at that final moment...

"Ring ring ring!"

The phone on the bedside table rang urgently.

"Don't... Don't answer... Ahh... Continue... Auntie's almost... almost there! Ahhh..."

Aunt Bai Shuzhen reached out her delicate hand, pulling his face back from the ringing to face her.
Her flushed face was glistening with sweat, and she urged him to focus on fucking her with her wanton moans.

"Mmm...watch me fuck you to death, you little slut!"

"Ah...good...good...don't stop...harder...fuck me to death...fuck Auntie to death!!"

A rapid series of thrusts, amidst Auntie's screams of orgasm, Wenlong thrust hard, his glans pressing against the soft, tender flesh deep inside
Auntie's flower core, his urethral opening violently ejaculating, pouring a large amount of thick, hot semen into
Auntie's uterus.

"Mmm...you little pervert, you shot so much inside...look, you've made Auntie's down there all wet and sticky,
it's so uncomfortable..."

Exhausted, he lay on Auntie's chest, the two embracing each other, sucking on Auntie's still erect and hard
pink nipples, sharing with her the afterglow of her orgasm.

At this moment, the phone rang again "ring ring ring..." Auntie Bai Shuzhen stretched out her weak little hand
to grope to the side, and after a while, slowly answered the phone.

"Hello?"

Aunt Bai Shuzhen, who had just finished climaxing, had a slightly husky voice that was originally soft and beautiful, but it didn't
diminish the charm of her voice at all. On the contrary, it added a touch of alluring charm, making Wenlong feel a shiver run through his body.
He couldn't help but reach out to his aunt again, his hands wandering restlessly over her naked body.

Aunt Bai Shuzhen glared at him, covered the microphone with one hand and pressed the other to her pink lips, making a
"shh" gesture, and scolded him in a very low voice, "Stop it, it's your mother."

Wenlong smiled, nodded, and made an "OK" sign, indicating that his aunt could continue talking and that he didn't need
to pay attention to her.

"Hmm...okay...by the way, sis, you and brother-in-law went to the capital for the National Assembly. It must have been tiring,
right? We're just as busy here, you know. The head office has only been open for a little over a month, lots of business,
lots of things to do. Thanks to Long'er helping me here, even though he's young, he takes on a lot of work for me at head office!
Oh...hmm...ah..."

Looking at his aunt, who was chatting with his mother and getting engrossed in the conversation, leaving him feeling neglected
, he suddenly had a mischievous thought. He lightly bit his aunt's tender nipple, causing her to let
out .

"Ah, no, no...no...it's nothing, I just accidentally saw a cockroach and got startled...
sis, please continue, I'm listening."

He hurriedly explained to his mother. His aunt, annoyed,
pinched , almost making him cry out in pain.

Ouch, that hurts...Auntie, you forced me to do that!

Getting up from his aunt Bai Shuzhen, the quick-witted aunt was only halfway through her phone call when she caught
a glimpse of Wenlong's lewd gaze and knew something was wrong. Before she could react, Wenlong, sitting on the bed, chuckled wickedly and,
with a little force, flipped her limp body over, staring strangely at her snow-white bare back and her
high, plump buttocks.

"N-nothing... Sister, I'm just feeling a little uncomfortable..."

Wenlong placed his hands on his aunt's plump buttocks, his thumbs extending between her thighs, prying
open her wet, swollen vulva completely. He felt his aunt's tense body, her exposed
anus writhing and opening.

He lowered his head, sucking and licking the slippery crevice, savoring the rich
feminine scent of her mons pubis mixed with her vaginal fluids and a hint of his semen.

The fiery teasing immediately aroused Aunt Bai Shuzhen's sensitive and wanton body. Her honeypot began to secrete
copious amounts of lustful fluid, gushing out from her vulva like a gushing spring. Although her reason resisted his impudent
actions , her body responded honestly, her firm, white buttocks swaying involuntarily.

Aunt Bai Shuzhen turned her head to look at him, her eyes pleading, begging him to stop the series of teasing that were driving her crazy
. But the only response she received was the little rascal sucking on her private parts even more vigorously and noisily.

"No...don't! Ah...no, it's nothing...I just...ah ah..."

Meeting Wenlong's ravaging gaze, Aunt Bai Shuzhen was powerless to resist. She lay on the bed, obediently raising her buttocks,
holding the phone placed to her ear, powerless to resist, and could only watch helplessly as he slowly inserted his huge, thick penis inch
by inch into her soaking honeypot.

"Ugh..."

The moment the penis fully entered her vagina, Aunt Bai Shuzhen could only forcefully cover her mouth,
her beautiful eyes closed, sweating profusely, desperately trying to suppress a loud scream. Her tense
body ,
caused her wet and hot vagina to grip even tighter than during their previous lovemaking, the narrow walls of her vagina constricting the penis with a suction force far exceeding the force of her climax, making him almost ejaculate
immediately .

Damn, it's so tight!

Wenlong took a deep breath to calm his excited body. After waiting a while, just as he felt his aunt's body
relax a bit, he mischievously began to rapidly thrust his hips, unexpectedly pounding his burning hot penis into
his aunt 's vagina.

"Ee...no...no...ahhh..." Intense
pleasure surged from the most sensitive spot between her thighs, and fierce waves of pleasure washed over her. Aunt Bai Shuzhen trembled all over, almost crying out loud. She
then hurriedly explained to her mother on the phone, "No...no, sister, I...I've had a bit of a cold recently, and
I felt very tired just now, so..."

Wenlong got carried away and simply lay on his aunt's back, his hands reaching under her armpits to cup
and rub her swaying, full breasts. He thrust forward repeatedly, forcefully
pounding and pounding into his aunt's tender flower, occasionally circling his hips with his penis pressed against her tight vagina, making his aunt
gasp for breath.

"Mmm...mmm..." Aunt Bai Shuzhen tilted her head and looked at me, her body involuntarily responding to the thrusting,
her eyes glazed over, absentmindedly answering her mother's questions on the phone, "You said...Long'er? He
...he's here now..."

Wenlong lowered his head and whispered into his aunt's ear, where her hair was disheveled, "Hehe...tell Mom...I
'm fucking you..."

Aunt Bai Shuzhen glared at him, turning her head to find an excuse to answer, but before she could speak, Wenlong
suddenly snatched the phone from his aunt's hand and said, "Mom, it's me, Long'er..."

"Oh? Long'er?...Hehe...How have you been lately? Started military training? Tired? Hard?"

The familiar voice of her mother, Bai Suzhen, came from the other end of the phone.

"Yeah, Mom, military training's going well. I was appointed as an assistant instructor by the company commander, and I even won a prize
in !"

Wenlong chatted casually with his mother, Bai Suzhen, whom he hadn't seen in a long time, while continuing his
thrusting motions. The sounds of his lower abdomen colliding with his aunt Bai Suzhen's soft buttocks, and the friction of their genitals
, grew louder and louder in the quiet bedroom, carrying into the phone with his voice and prompting
his mother's questions…

"Huh… what's that sound? I heard a slap?"

"Nothing, Auntie's still recovering from a cold, she's a little tired, I'm giving her a massage."

He answered unhurriedly, then deliberately pulled out his glans, rubbing it against her vulva for a while before
forcefully thrusting his penis inside her, causing his aunt Bai Suzhen to cry out again.

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