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I was just returning to Chongqing from a business trip and knew from forums that Wangjianglou in Guanyinqiao was famous. Having just finished my business, I couldn't wait to head there. Unfortunately, Chongqing's magical 3D terrain is a real glitch; by the time I arrived at Guanyinqiao, it was already past 9 pm. I mentally calculated that I was an hour late, and the good stuff was probably already sold out. Since I was already there, I figured I had to buy a 10 yuan ticket to get in (Wangjianglou doesn't accept WeChat tickets, and I only had my phone with me; thankfully, they exchanged cash at the entrance, which was a relief). Upon entering, the first thing I saw was a row of tea seats, where many beautiful women were already seated, chatting and laughing with older men; at first glance, they were indeed all beautiful. Turning left into the dance hall, it was packed with people, shoulder to shoulder. From the outside in, the lights gradually dimmed; this must be the difference between bright and dark dancing. The beautiful women dancing under the bright lights were clearly skilled dancers; their skirts fluttered beautifully. As a carnivore, I don't like vegetarians. I strolled around with the other dancers, choosing my target. However, the dazzling array of choices was overwhelming. After circling around twice, time seemed to fly by. I grabbed the girl who had invited me earlier and pulled her into the darker area, of course. I thought this girl was so proactive; I was in for a treat tonight. However, after one dance, my hands had barely reached for her when she rejected me. I thought she might be shy, so I waited a little longer. She rejected me a second time, and I got angry. She invited me, and I won't even let her touch me?! So I danced two more songs (a song called "Wangjianglou" is about 5 or 6 minutes long, while in Chengdu it's usually only 3 or 4 minutes, so I danced for about ten minutes, only paying 20 yuan). I figured, at such a low price, a simple dance was understandable, so I waited. Sometimes, in a sand dance club, all you need to do is wait (have faith, patience will eventually pay off). Just as I was getting bored while waiting, a woman turned around and appeared in front of me, a woman of similar height to me (I am 186cm tall). I was taken aback. Upon closer inspection, I noticed her face had undergone minor cosmetic surgery, and judging from her hairline, she seemed to be slightly older than me. Looking further down, I saw a pair of D-cup breasts and a slender waist that seemed almost too big to handle. Beneath her red skirt were long, slender, white legs and a pert bottom. Now was the time to act! I immediately reached out and grabbed her hand. The woman smiled sweetly and led me into the room with a cat-like gait. From behind, her waist swayed gracefully, and I immediately got an erection. My first question was about her height. Was she a model? She replied that she was 175cm tall, a former model, now 33 years old, and had come to the dance hall to make a living because she could no longer work as a model. During our conversation, she claimed to be a woman from Bincheng, living near the port of Dalian. She said she learned to walk the runway at thirteen, becoming a leading figure in fashion. After her dance, she taught masters how to dress, and her makeup always made her the envy of her peers. The sons of wealthy families from Beijing and Dalian vied for her hand in hand; countless beauties graced her during her dances. Hairpins, jewels, and jade ornaments shattered with the rhythm, and her blood-red skirt was stained with wine. She laughed and rejoiced year after year, passing autumn moons and spring breezes idly by. Her husband left home, leaving behind young children; her beauty faded with each passing day. Her door was deserted, and horses and carriages were scarce; in her old age, she had become a dance hall prostitute. However, as she danced face-to-face, her large breasts pressed against my chest—a 33-year-old woman with such elasticity! Her hands touched her buttocks; though not large, they were still round and perky. Before the two dances were finished, she asked if I was interested in going upstairs for a chat (the 4th floor was the Jinzhu Business Hotel). I immediately knew I had encountered a professional woman. Thinking of her jade-like arms, which had been the pillows of a thousand men, and her lips, which had been tasted by ten thousand, I hesitated. Then this woman said the whole service was 400. Damn, she used to charge thousands for escorts, and now only 400? So I followed her upstairs into the hotel room. The room was small, but there were many cosmetics on the table. The sheets were relatively clean and odorless (presumably the hotel staff cleaned them after each client left). I undressed, showered, and got into bed, starting with my hands and then my mouth, using both breasts. As my erection reached its peak, I lowered myself, penetrating completely. Looking down, there was a natural cave; looking up, the view was breathtaking. At this moment, how could I let the woman take the initiative? Even with her experience, she couldn't resist my hands on her, gently caressing and kneading, my hips thrusting, my sword moving like a dragon. For a moment, she cried out "husband, baby!" and moaned softly. However, seeing her performance so intense, I almost burst out laughing. I stopped her, telling her to only make a sound if she couldn't hold back, otherwise, with this performance, I could keep going until dawn. She turned pale and fell silent. "In battle, courage is paramount. One must strike with full force, then weaken, then exhaust; only when the enemy is exhausted and we are at our peak can we defeat them." At this moment, I seized the strategic opportunity, flipping her over. I began with a silkworm-like, winding motion, sometimes like swallows in unison, sometimes like jade intertwined. She could no longer help but let out soft moans. Encouraged by this, I used my favorite techniques, the White Tiger Soaring and the Cicada Attaching, in succession. Amidst my roars and her screams, I finally ejaculated. Looking at the time, it was 9:30 when I went upstairs; it was past 11. She said, "Handsome, I haven't had this much fun in a long time. Next time, I'll give you a discount." I replied, "I haven't had this much fun in a long time either, but this business trip was too tiring, and my performance was a bit lacking. Next time, I'll definitely fight until dawn. This is a promise, see you then!" I got up, showered, and left. Going downstairs, the cold wind made my legs slightly weak, and I staggered back to the hotel, where I slept until dawn. [The End]

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