Building management work

Uncle Rong is 55 years old this year. He used to be the factory manager of a textile factory, but the boss invested in setting up a factory in China, and the factory in Taiwan was shut down. At his age, Uncle Rong had no choice but to retire. Although his children are all working and don't need to take care of him, they are still young and can't give his parents much money. Uncle Rong and his wife discussed it and decided that the building security job, although with long hours, was close to home and didn't require any new skills, making it the best choice for middle-aged and older workers like Uncle Rong. Uncle Rong was used to working the night shift in the factory, and the night shift pay was higher, so no one was competing with him, and he was happy to volunteer for the night shift.
After handing over the day shift, Uncle Rong had just finished directing the residents who were going home to enter the garage. Just as he was about to open the lunchbox his wife had prepared for him, a fragrant aroma wafted over. Uncle Rong knew this scent all too well; it was from Xin Chun, the famous beauty in the building and a single mother.
"Hello Uncle Rong, is there anything for me?" Xin Chun's voice was so tender it was almost intoxicating.
Rongbo wasn't very popular with women. From a young age, he would stammer whenever he saw a pretty woman. He was terrible at flirting and never had a proper relationship with one. His wife of over 30 years was someone he met through a blind date arranged by his father and his friend's daughter. His wife wasn't particularly attractive, but they'd managed to stay together. The reason they never argued wasn't because they were deeply in love, but because there was no love at all. They treated each other with polite formality, their lives barely intersecting, so how could there be any friction?
Their two children were born in their second and fourth years of marriage, after which Rongbo started sleeping in separate rooms. They both claimed it was to accommodate Rongbo's night shift work at the textile factory, but in reality, both he and his wife knew that Rongbo had volunteered for the night shift.
Seeing Rongbo lost in thought, Xinchun moved closer and asked again, "Rongbo, have you received anything from overseas? I ordered something, and the manufacturer told me it's arrived."
They were less than 50 centimeters apart; the scent of Xinchun's lipstick and her feminine breath blended perfectly, wafting into Rongbo's nostrils.
Rong Bo stammered, "Ah! Yes. I'll get it for you."
He turned and went to the large cabinet where he'd ordered online, taking out a heavy DHL package and handing it to Xin Chun before asking her to sign it.
Xin Chun seemed very excited about it, and since she knew Rong Bo, she couldn't wait to get home. She eagerly borrowed scissors from him to open the box right there.
"This is the latest Apple computer and iPhone! I've been drooling over it for ages!" Xin Chun exclaimed, her face flushed with excitement as she bent over to open the box, making her even more alluring.
"This looks really high-end! How much does it cost?" Rong Bo replied casually, his eyes lingering on Xin Chun's swaying, snow-white cleavage as she bent over.
Although Rong Bo and his wife didn't have sex, his wife's breasts were already quite large, a 34E. Xin Chun's breasts seemed even larger than his wife's.
"At least an F cup!" Rong Bo thought to himself.
Xin Chun's breasts jiggled slightly as she took out the laptop and iPhone. "Uncle Rong, look! Aren't they pretty? These two cost 80,000 yuan in total." Xin Chun's bright white teeth were large and white when she smiled, like a female model in a toothpaste commercial.
"Wow! I can't afford that." Upon hearing the price, Uncle Rong seemed to have been doused with cold water, instantly waking up from his fantasy about Xin Chun's breasts.
"Actually, it's not my money! It's money my dad gives me regularly every month, and I use the extra to go on a shopping spree." Xin Chun was completely honest about her financial situation.
"I'm going up now! Goodnight, Uncle Rong."
After Xin Chun left the lobby, she still left behind a strong scent of perfume. Uncle Rong quickly opened his bento box and ate.
At 11 p.m., Uncle Rong saw that fewer people were coming and going, so he closed the main gate, set it to sensor mode, and then went to the server room to check in. Usually, nothing much happened from this time onwards until dawn. Uncle Rong took out tea leaves, preparing to brew himself some tea to get through the night. Unexpectedly, the intercom rang.
"Hello! Security guard room."
"Uncle Rong! This is Xin Chun from the 10th floor. I have two cockroaches in my house. I'm really scared. They've been locked in a standoff for almost half an hour, and they won't leave. I really don't know what to do. Could you please help me... kill the cockroaches?" Xin Chun's voice sounded very nervous.
Generally speaking, such trivial requests from residents can be ignored according to the management committee's regulations. However, no man could refuse Miss Xin Chun's request.
"Okay! Miss Chen, don't worry. Please open the door for me, and I'll go upstairs and take care of it right away." Uncle Rong immediately grabbed a flashlight, took the elevator, and rushed upstairs.
As soon as he entered Xin Chun's entryway, Uncle Rong smelled a strong odor and thought, "Even such a fragrant place has cockroaches?"
Walking into the living room, he saw Xin Chun standing on the sofa, holding a pink slipper and trembling.
"Uncle Rong! Thank goodness you came! Waaah... I think the cockroaches are locked under the coffee table." When Xin Chun saw Uncle Rong, it was like seeing a savior. She was both scared and happy, and couldn't help but cry.
"Don't be afraid! Don't be afraid! Let me look!"
Uncle Rong bent down to look under the coffee table and sure enough, he found two cockroaches in the shadows. He thought to himself, "This is truly a hero saving the damsel in distress."
Uncle Rong looked up to speak to Xin Chun when he saw two fair legs not far in front of him. He hadn't noticed before that Xin Chun had come out to meet him wearing only her underwear.
Xin Chun saw Uncle Rong looking up at her and realized she hadn't worn enough at home; she had been so focused on calling for help that she had forgotten to put on her pants.
"Uncle Rong... oh! I... I was so scared I forgot to wear pants. You... hurry up and kill the cockroaches, stop looking!" Surprisingly, Xin Chun wasn't angry; instead, she pleaded with Uncle Rong.
Uncle Rong looked up and saw Xin Chun's 32F breasts heaving violently like a pudding during the 921 earthquake, almost obscuring his face; her twisted, crossed legs only excited him more.
"Okay... I'm sorry... Miss Chen, I... I really didn't mean to." Uncle Rong apologized awkwardly, quickly looking down to find the cockroach.
Uncle Rong found the dark shadow in the corner of the sofa, checked the distance, and realized it was still within reach. He grabbed a slipper and waved it twice, scaring the cockroach out. It stopped in front of the TV, just the right distance to kill it.
Xin Chun was even more frightened by the cockroach and had already hidden in the corner of the sofa. After Uncle Rong stood up, she couldn't help but hold onto his shoulder.
Uncle Rong smelled a faint feminine fragrance and warmth coming from behind, and felt a slight softness pressing against his back. Subconsciously, Uncle Rong longed for that soft touch to stay on his back, but he knew it was immoral. Concentrating, he picked up the slipper and focused on dealing with the two ugly cockroaches.
Thud! Thud!
The slipper hit the floor with two loud thuds, leaving two flat cockroach corpses on the ground. Xin Chun couldn't help but cheer loudly. Uncle Rong couldn't help but chuckle inwardly. This young girl came from a wealthy family, yet she treated something as trivial as killing a cockroach as a major achievement, cheering
with glee. Uncle Rong carefully cleaned up the corpses on the floor, and only then did Xin Chun step off the sofa, relieved, to thank Uncle Rong in person.
Rong Bo noticed a wet spot on Xin Chun's adorable breasts, right on her nipple. Xin Chun seemed completely unconcerned, simply saying, "I can't feed my baby because I'm hiding from cockroaches." She went into the nursery, picked up her one-year-old daughter, and, ignoring Rong Bo in the living room, pulled up the hem of her adorable dress, turning her back to him, and began to breastfeed her.
Xin Chun didn't see him, so Rong Bo didn't awkwardly avert his gaze. He looked directly at Xin Chun's back, seeing her soft, large, snow-white breasts swaying gently with her body, her nipple being held by a cute little baby, hidden from his view. The scene was beautiful yet subtly sexy, not at all suggestive.
Rong Bo didn't look away, and Xin Chun didn't chase him away, occasionally turning her head slightly to give him a gentle, motherly smile. “Baby’s really hungry!!”
“Right? Baby, do you want to thank Uncle? If Uncle hadn’t killed the cockroach, Mommy wouldn’t have dared to feed you!” Xin Chun spoke lovingly to the baby.
Rong Bo didn’t know what to say, but since Xin Chun didn’t blame him, he didn’t try to hide the breastfeeding scene.
Rong Bo watched as the baby suckled at Xin Chun’s breast, the full milk seemingly inexhaustible. The baby’s little mouth occasionally revealed the edge of the pale pink areola, giving Rong Bo a feeling of peeping but not being able to see. White milk was leaking from the areola, flowing down the breast. Xin Chun noticed some and wiped it away with a handkerchief, while some flowed down to her waist, which she ignored. The body heat evaporated the milk, filling the room with a strong smell of human milk, a sweet and slightly pungent scent.
“Baby’s eating!” Xin Chun gave Rong Bo a sweet smile while breastfeeding, seemingly forgetting that there was a middle-aged man in her house, and forgetting that her large breasts were completely exposed to his view.
Perhaps ten minutes or so had passed! Uncle Rong had forgotten. The baby finished feeding, burped, and Xin Chun straightened her clothes. "Uncle Rong, why are you still here?"
"Ah! I'm sorry, Miss Chen, I forgot, I have to go back to the guardhouse." It was rare for Uncle Rong, at his age, to blush,
and he was still breathing heavily even after getting into the elevator. It was a difficult night, but also an exciting one. Because Uncle Rong, who was 55 years old this year, had not felt any sexual desire since his last time ten years ago. Tonight, he had only seen Xin Chun's side breast, her nipple being bitten by her daughter so he couldn't see it, and he had been erect all night. He rubbed his genitals from time to time, something he hadn't done in years. Even in the dead of night, he didn't dare to take off his pants and masturbate properly, he only dared to rub against them from time to time, and then fantasize that Xin Chun, who was younger than his son, was holding her large breasts, her bra unhooked, gazing at him affectionately.
Chapter Two
Although the building is new, its excellent public facilities attract many elderly residents. The community is well-managed and has readily available facilities; Wi-Fi has been available throughout the community for a long time, with even the grass and trees providing strong Wi-Fi coverage. The reading room is larger than a private university library, and the gym is 100 square meters, partnering with a fitness center to offer weight training, spinning, and yoga classes every evening and afternoon. Many retired senior executives have bought homes here, making it their final resting place.
The guardhouse is located right at the main entrance, connected to the reading room. Three to five elderly residents, all with considerable influence, regularly gather in the reading room to read newspapers, surf the internet, drink coffee, and chat. They enjoy spending time here, finding it much better than facing the unpleasant conversations with their wives at home. Old Li and Chairman Xie are prime examples of those who treat the guardhouse and reading room as a perennial internet cafe.
Rong Bogang was just handing over his shift to the early shift guard and was cleaning the coffee machine and tea kettle in the reading room.
"That hottie on the ninth floor is probably the hottest girl in the whole community! Big boobs, slim figure, long face, fair skin, what more could you ask for? I deliberately wait for her in the elevator every noon." Old Li said, taking a sip of the high-mountain tea he brought to moisten his throat.
"What do you mean 'whole community'? She's the hottest girl in the whole district. I think she's the only one within a hundred miles for me to be willing to spend 10,000 yuan every night." Chairman Xie chimed in, praising Xin Chun.
"Maybe Ah Rong is the happiest one among us, because she gets packages from Miss Chen every day, and she doesn't even open them at home, she opens them in the guard room. I think Ah Rong is tired of looking at them." Old Li looked up at Uncle Rong, who was cleaning the coffee machine and adding beans.
"No way! I don't even dare to look at her, afraid you guys will tear her apart." Uncle Rong joined in the joke.
"Let me tell you, the day before yesterday I went to the market to buy groceries and happened to see Miss Chen picking up her child from the daycare. I saw Miss Chen waiting for her nanny in her car, and I greeted her. Guess what I saw?" Mr. Xie told the story, keeping everyone in suspense.
"What did you see? Just tell us already! Stop being so mysterious!" Old Li complained.
"Mr. Xie, just tell us already! I think Old Li is about to pass out," Uncle Rong joked. "You're the one who's about to pass out, I'm still rock hard! As long as Miss Chen is willing to do it with me, I'll accompany her every day, and I'll be fined 10,000 yuan for every day I miss," Old Li said boastfully.
"I saw two wet spots on her chest! At first I thought it was because of the hot weather, but when I got closer, it wasn't! Those were nipples, that was breast milk!" Mr. Xie boasted.
"Breast milk... I haven't drunk any since I was one year old!" Old Li licked his old, dry lips.
"You can say such nonsense as one year old? Didn't you drink any when your wife was breastfeeding?" Mr. Xie said provocatively.
"It's true, why would I lie to you! My divorced wife has small breasts, and I haven't touched her since my first son got pregnant! Why would she want to drink it?" Old Li said dejectedly.
Rong Bo finished cleaning the coffee machine and, ignoring everyone's conversation, returned to his seat in the guard room. His mind was filled with the image of Xin Chun in a tank top, looking panicked on the sofa. Her large breasts bounced, the nipples clearly showing signs of wetness. This image wouldn't leave his mind, keeping him hard all day despite his age. Even at home, he was distracted, barely eating a few bites of food before going to the living room to watch TV. While his wife was washing the dishes, Rong Bo's phone beeped with a message.
"Rong Bo, this is Xin Chun from the 10th floor. Sorry for the intrusion and asking the general manager for your Line ID. I want to thank you for helping me kill the cockroaches yesterday. You didn't come to work today? I'm sending you some handmade soaps; I learned to make them in a class." Xin Chun's message arrived on his phone.
"Hello Ms. Chen, I'm working the early shift today and the night shift tomorrow. You're too kind, I can't accept this." Uncle Rong struggled to type these words, as the elderly man wasn't very familiar with smartphones.
"It's alright, I'll make a lot and bring it to you tomorrow night!" Xin Chun sent a message, followed by a heart emoji and a kiss emoji. This made Uncle Rong laugh.
"What are you laughing at?" his wife asked from the kitchen.
"Nothing, just a joke from a colleague," Uncle Rong replied casually.
"Your friends are about as bad as you!" his wife said, her words never pleasant.
In recent years, Uncle Rong had considered divorcing his wife. After all, the children were grown, and there was no need to maintain the marriage. Besides, there was no love between them; living together only caused friction, not harmony, which would be bad for both of them in the long run. They both understood this, but the suggestion of divorce was impossible to bring themselves to say.
Looking at Xin Chun's message, he thought about his own marriage in middle age, and a strange sense of contrast welled up inside him.
Chapter 3
Uncle Rong bought a bento box outside, preparing for his night shift.
After dinner, around 10 PM, I made a patrol. Nothing much happened; there were hardly any people passing by the guardhouse. Just as I was about to go downstairs, the phone rang.
"Hello, guardhouse," Rong Bo asked.
"It's Rong Bo! This is Xin Chun from the 10th floor. You're being coaxed, so I'll come down and get you some soap." It was Xin Chun calling.
A short while later, I heard the automatic door open with a "ding." Xin Chun, wearing another tank top, shorts, and slippers, her hair loose and untied, came downstairs carrying a paper bag.
"Rong Bo, this is for you," Xin Chun said, handing the paper bag to Rong Bo.
"See what scent you like. We have unscented, lavender, verbena, fennel, and orange. If you want any other scents, just tell me." To explain more clearly, Xin Chun stood very close to Rong Bo, her right arm resting on his left arm, seemingly unconcerned.
"You're an expert! I rarely use such expensive soap. I see handmade soaps outside cost over a hundred yuan a bar, how can I accept this?" Uncle Rong felt the gift was too extravagant; it was just killing a cockroach, and he really didn't dare to take credit.
"It's not expensive at all. I'm terrified of cockroaches! Killing one makes me a hero. Besides, you might think handmade soap is expensive, but that's because they sell for so much outside. The basic ingredients are very cheap, some are even free." Xin Chun explained to Uncle Rong.
"Free?" Uncle Rong asked curiously.
Suddenly, Xin Chun blushed and said coquettishly, "Uncle Rong, you're so annoying, asking when you already know the answer."
"I really didn't know, it wasn't intentional. I'm an old man and don't really understand these fashionable things." Uncle Rong felt that he had embarrassed Xin Chun and quickly tried to smooth things over.
"It's... milk...!" Xin Chun slowly uttered the three words.
"That's really environmentally friendly. My family often has leftover milk, and since I don't know how to make handmade soap, I have to throw it away. I can make you handmade soap next time." Uncle Rong quickly smoothed things over.
"No...it's...cow's...milk; it's...here." Xin Chun's face flushed as if she'd drunk a large glass of red wine, her pale finger pointing at herself, pressing against her clothes.
Rong Bo followed Xin Chun's finger; her pale fingers were painted with cute pink nail polish, adorned with tiny crystals. But her fingernail was pressing against a spot that seemed very soft, as Xin Chun's fingertip had completely sunk inward. And a little liquid was seeping from where her finger was pressing, wetting her bra.
It was practically highlighting the key point!
"It's...cough cough cough." Rong Bo, who had barely managed to restrain himself from staring, immediately broke down, his eyes glued to Xin Chun's large breasts. More precisely, to the nipples leaking milk from her bra. Although Rong Bo couldn't see the nipples, the thin fabric couldn't stop his lewd imagination.
"Cough cough cough!" Rong Bo choked severely, coughing ten times in a row without stopping. Xin Chun quickly helped Rong Bo sit down, gently patting his back with her right hand to try and ease his discomfort. Rong Bo noticed that as Xin Chun patted him, his breasts swayed, and glimpses of shadows occasionally appeared through his camisole—sometimes resembling nipples, sometimes not, making him even more curious.
"Uncle Rong, have some, it'll make you feel better," Xin Chun said, offering Rong Bo her water bottle, seemingly out of nowhere. Rong Bo drank it without hesitation, downing half the bottle in one gulp, and his cough did indeed improve.
"Thank you, Miss Chen!" Rong Bo expressed his gratitude. However, strangely, the taste in his mouth was odd. Looking at the liquid in Xin Chun's bottle, he saw it was white.
"Miss Chen, what kind of drink is this? It smells a bit like milk, but the flavor isn't too strong, it's a bit watery," Rong Bo asked curiously.
Xin Chun blushed again. She stammered, managing to squeeze out those few words with great difficulty. “It’s the same as your handmade soap…! Here, take it all, I’m not talking to you anymore.”
Xin Chun was as shy as a young girl on her first date, and she quickly slipped through the automatic door and left the guardhouse.
Rong Bo looked at the last bit of milk and the soap in his hand; his penis was already swollen like a young man’s. He couldn’t resist taking another sip of Xin Chun’s milk. This time, he savored it carefully; it had a slightly sweet and fishy taste, but it was definitely much thinner than cow’s milk, and the color wasn’t pure white, but rather a very faint yellow.
Rong Bo poured the remaining milk into his mouth, drinking human milk, and also drinking in his sexual desire. He smelled the milky aroma of the empty bottle, then opened the paper bag containing the handmade soap, took the unscented bar and the water bottle, and went to the toilet. In the darkness, he put the water bottle into his swollen penis, imagining Xin Chun using her 32F breasts to perform oral sex on him, the intense squeezing causing milk to spray out. He added some water and lathered the plain handmade soap, letting the milky scent diffuse, using the foam for a better masturbation experience.
Soon after, Rong Bo almost screamed in the bathroom. This was the first time he had masturbated in thirty years, and the first time in ten years he had had such a long erection. He'd been hard ever since Xin Chun gave him the soap, for a full hour.
But this also broke Rong Bo's previous record for ejaculation; he slipped the soap into a water bottle, started rubbing it, and smelled the milky scent—the whole thing took only two and a half minutes.
Chapter Four
Rong Bo was on another night shift, having just finished his patrol around 10 PM. As soon as he went downstairs, he smelled a familiar fragrance in the guardhouse—Xin Chun's perfume.
Entering the guardhouse, he saw Xin Chun sitting in her seat, holding and soothing a child.
"Ms. Chen, why aren't you asleep so late?" Rong Bo was a little startled.
"Yes! The child was very noisy, and I was afraid of disturbing the neighbors. The reading room is dark, and your room is the only one on the first floor with light, so I came here to soothe the child. I didn't expect you weren't here," Xin Chun said.
"Off on patrol. The little girl is so cute! Such a round face." Uncle Rong couldn't resist making a face and teasing Xin Chun's adorable daughter, making the baby laugh and shout.
"Little Cake. Shh! Keep your voice down, it's so late." Xin Chun gently shook the child, hoping to lower her volume.
"Little Cake, that's such a cute name," Uncle Rong said.
"That's my nickname. My late father called me Little Cake, so hearing that name reminds me of him," Xin Chun explained.
Unexpectedly, after being teased by Uncle Rong, Little Cake became full of energy, playing and shouting for about ten minutes before bursting into tears.
"What should we do? Did I make her cry?" Uncle Rong asked worriedly.
"No! The child is hungry," Xin Chun said. "Could you close the curtain and lock the door for me?"
Uncle Rong turned around to close the curtain, and was about to turn back to leave and close the door when...
"Stay here with me, I'll be scared alone!" came Xin Chun's sweet voice from behind. Uncle Rong had no choice but to comply, but he didn't dare to face Xin Chun directly, after all, this was different from the last time he spied on her in another room.
"Uncle Rong, look at how the child is eating! So cute."
Uncle Rong thought Xin Chun had covered up, so he turned around with peace of mind, but what he saw was Xiao Cake's little mouth sucking on Xin Chun's left breast. The fair flesh of her breast shone brightly under the direct light of the guard room's LED lights. And the areola, which the little mouth couldn't cover, reflected the luster of Xiao Cake's saliva.
“Miss Chen, this isn’t quite right, I’d better leave!” Uncle Rong turned to leave. But a warm, soft little hand grabbed his index finger—it was Little Cake’s little hand.
“Look, even Little Cake won’t let you go. Uncle Rong, why don’t you stay with us, mother and daughter? We’ll go back to sleep after Little Cake finishes eating.” Xin Chun laughed at the amusing scene, her left breast bouncing with her laughter, its soft, tender appearance quite alluring.
Little Cake seemed to be infected by her mother’s laughter, sucking on Xin Chun’s milk while making the unique laughter of a baby.
Only then did Uncle Rong truly appreciate Xin Chun’s breasts. These 32F breasts drooped slightly, but the nipples were erect, and the areolas, slightly tinged with a latte color from breastfeeding, were of a suitable size. These were a pair of naturally beautiful breasts.
Uncle Rong also carefully examined Xin Chun’s delicate little face. A fair, delicate oval face, a slightly pointed chin, a small face probably less than 18 centimeters tall, a pointed nose, full lips like a little sausage, naturally long and thin eyebrows like willow leaves, and long eyelashes that could accidentally prick one's eyes at any moment.
"Xin Chun is truly a beauty!" Rong Bo thought to himself.
After eating for about ten minutes, Xiao Cake suddenly started crying for some reason.
"Did I scare him?" Rong Bo asked worriedly.
"No! It's just that there's no milk on this side." Xin Chun said, while tidying her clothes, picking up a tissue to wipe her left nipple clean, and then pulling down the collar of her right shoulder, she suddenly stopped.
"Rong Bo! Rong Bo!" Xin Chun called to Rong Bo, who was dumbfounded.
Rong Bo finally came to his senses. "Wh...what is it?"
"Can you help me? My right breast is producing milk more slowly, and I need to massage it. I need to hold Xiao Cake, can you help me?" Xin Chun opened her big, beautiful eyes and said something that Rong Bo couldn't believe.
Rong Bo couldn't believe what he was hearing and hurriedly took a sip of strong tea. "Help...help you? How can I help? I don't know how!"
"It's very simple. Just start from under my right armpit and press along the outer edge of my breast with your palm, releasing and pressing, like kneading dough." Xin Chun described it as if it weren't her own breast, but dough.
But Rong Bo still didn't dare to move, his hand hesitant to lift.
Xin Chun became a little impatient and pulled Rong Bo's left hand down to press it against her breast. "Is this harder than killing a cockroach? You're willing to do this even though cockroaches are so disgusting," Xin Chun complained a little.
Rong Bo held the beauty's breast in his hand, but felt as nervous as if he were holding a grenade.
34F breasts were not something Rong Bo could handle, but the soft and large feel of them was something he had never experienced before. He had only ever touched his wife's breasts in his life, but Xin Chun's stunning looks combined with her AA-sized breasts were like an 8K VR virtual reality experience with tactile feedback from a Japanese adult film—no, even better.
"Uncle Rong, you need to massage them for it to work, my little cake is hungry!" Xin Chun complained coquettishly.
Uncle Rong began to massage Xin Chun's large breasts. At first, afraid of hurting her, he deliberately used light pressure, but her nervous trembling made her breathing quicken.
"Mmm...ah...Uncle Rong...you're...too light, it's...itchy." Xin Chun's breathy voice was indistinct, whether she was complaining or being coquettish.
Uncle Rong could smell Xin Chun's sweet breath, and his penis began to harden. This broke another record; in the past ten years, Uncle Rong's penis had never been erect without any contact.
Uncle Rong increased the pressure, kneading her heavy, full breasts until they were deformed. Xin Chun's body grew increasingly hot, her breathing became heavy, and she began to writhe. The small cake in her hands seemed to grow heavier; at first, she could hold it high, but now, Rong Bo's kneading had left her weak and her arms aching, the cake drooping down to her knees. Finally, Xin Chun simply placed the cake on his lap, resting her head on Rong Bo's shoulder as she breathed heavily.
Rong Bo held her soft body in his arms, but Xin Chun's large breasts couldn't be held with one hand, so he used his other hand as well, his two thumbs forming a circle as he pressed on her nipples. Rong Bo occasionally glanced at Xin Chun's beautiful face, seeing her hazy eyes and slightly parted lips, breathing heavily. He couldn't resist wanting to bring his face closer to hers, but when he was about 10 centimeters away, he hesitated and stopped, smelling the fragrance from her breath. The psychological taboo of having relations with a young girl was thus broken.
Xin Chun's large breasts were also aroused by the kneading, and she could feel the wetness in her lower body. When Rong Bo's face came close, Xin Chun's weakness of being easily aroused was exposed, and her pink lips couldn't help but press against his. The lips of two people 20 years apart in age began to kiss.
Although Rong Bo said no in his heart, his tongue was very honest, constantly probing into Xin Chun's mouth; Xin Chun did not find Rong Bo disgusting, but tried her best to satisfy Rong Bo's desires. No matter how Rong Bo's tongue went out or how much saliva flowed into her mouth, Xin Chun endured it and tried her best to satisfy Rong Bo.
After kissing for about 2 minutes, Rong Bo's excitement subsided a little, and his rationality returned a bit. He thought, "Am I being too disrespectful to her?" As soon as apology appeared, lust would retreat.
Rong Bo returned his attention to the massage. Although his palms were through her clothes, Rong Bo's rough fingers occasionally touched Xin Chun's tender breasts, which still made her breathe loudly with excitement.
“Uncle Rong… um… ah…! No… don’t… stop rubbing. My clothes… ah… are all soaked.” Xin Chun finally managed to finish speaking in her excited state.
Uncle Rong then realized that his rationality hadn’t returned at all; it had been completely absorbed in the act of rubbing her breasts. While he was kneading Xin Chun, he was so engrossed in her soft, large breasts that he had forgotten he was only massaging her mammary glands. Xin Chun’s bra was completely soaked with milk, and her nipples were clearly visible.
“I… I’m so sorry, yours… feel so good, I forgot while I was rubbing.” Uncle Rong said apologetically.
“It’s… okay… but you’ve squeezed out too much. I wonder if there’ll be any left for my little cake!” Xin Chun was worried about her little cake, so she pulled down the strap of her right vest, revealing her entire right breast, with a few white nipples on her soft, pale pink areola.
“So… beautiful!” Uncle Rong knew he shouldn’t say such things, but he couldn’t help but say them anyway. In his heart, Uncle Rong really wanted to bring his face close, count each nipple clearly, and then lick them all off with his tongue.
Xin Chun gave Rong Bo a sweet smile. "If you like it, Rong Bo, I'll feed you next time." It was as if she were just offering him a glass of milk.
Rong Bo lowered his head and remained silent, extremely shy. He had felt this shyness countless times since his failed confessions in college. This shyness made him feel young, and he had forgotten that he was already 55 years old.
Little Cake had already started suckling at her mother's breast. Rong Bo looked at the baby's beautiful face, her little mouth constantly moving, which also pulled on Xin Chun's large breasts. Then Rong Bo's gaze moved upwards, and he saw Xin Chun's loving and tender expression. He found the scene both beautiful and sexy.
After eating for about ten minutes, Little Cake was full. Xin Chun hugged her and said, "I have to go up and rock her so she can burp and sleep. Goodnight!"
The guardhouse late at night was filled with the scent of Xin Chun's perfume, the strong aroma of milk, and a pot of water that had almost boiled dry.
The recent experience still stirred him deeply; his long-dormant penis had been erect for some time, and Rong Bo felt it was so hard it was almost breaking through his uniform trousers. But as a building security guard, he still had to stand guard alone all night.
Chapter Five
This week it's Rongbo's turn to work the day shift!
The day shift work for building security guards has changed in recent years due to online shopping. Don't be fooled by the fact that the middle-aged and elderly seem to only send pictures of elders; in fact, they're the ones who shop online like crazy. In this community of just 200 households, we receive about 50 packages every day—some delivered by courier, some by the post office, and some like the DHL package Xin Chun bought last time. In short, the morning shift's job is to count these packages and then catalog them one by one.
"Good morning, Rongbo!" Hearing the energetic voice of delivery driver Chen Xiaopang early in the morning is actually a little disheartening. Because it means Rongbo has a lot of things to deal with.
"Miss Chen has some things again today!" Chen Xiaopang hinted meaningfully at Rongbo.
"So what if I do?" Rongbo replied irritably while starting to register the items.
"It's refrigerated goods! Just ask Miss Chen to come down and pick it up!" Chen Xiaopang finally revealed his intention.
“No, who calls residents down to collect their packages? Besides, we have a 500-liter refrigerator here in the guardhouse, it won't break.” Uncle Rong didn't even glance at Chen Xiaopang.
“Don't be like that, I rarely get a chance to see Miss Chen; how about this, I'll help you write the delivery slip, you go call Miss Chen to come down.” Chen Xiaopang had already prepared an excuse that Uncle Rong couldn't refuse.
“Okay, okay, you don't have to deliver the package, right!” Uncle Rong muttered, but still obediently went to make the call.
Less than ten minutes later, the automatic door opened, and the familiar fragrance wafted in again. Uncle Rong had smelled this perfume hundreds of times, and every time it aroused the lust of this near-old man, those soft breasts, and the rich aroma of milk… Uncle
Rong turned his head to look, and Chen Xiaopang's expression was even more exaggerated, as if he had been electrocuted, unable to close his mouth, and finally managed to squeeze out a few words: “Miss Chen… good… yes… yes…”
“What are you talking about, hurry up and take out Miss Chen's package.” Uncle Rong said.
“Uncle Rong, it’s alright, I’m not in a hurry. Let your little chubby take his time looking.” Xin Chun still flashed her signature pearly smile.
Chen Xiaopang turned to look in the refrigerated truck section, and three minutes later, he came out sweating profusely with a box of cake.
“Chen Xiaopang, what’s wrong with you? You’re sweating like this even in the freezer?” Uncle Rong was a little jealous today, and he wouldn’t let Chen Xiaopang off the hook with anything he said.
“Thank you for your hard work.” Xin Chun quickly walked forward, took the cake from Chen Xiaopang, and gave him a beautiful smile. In Xiaopang’s eyes, this time seemed to be in slow motion. It was only a short 7 or 8 steps, but Chen Xiaopang almost remembered the soft flesh of his breasts bouncing in front of him with each step.
(Left foot moves, left breast bounces; right foot moves, right breast bounces) Chen Xiaopang’s mind was in chaos, and he didn’t know what he was muttering to himself.
"Let's all have a bite! It'll only take a moment." Xin Chun wanted to say that she couldn't finish the cake herself, and there was no way she could afford to buy such a large one all at once, so she might as well share it with everyone.
Xin Chun bent down to help the two of them cut the cake, and her full, round cleavage was revealed to them. With every movement of her arms, her breasts jiggled, seemingly softer than the pudding inside the cake.
"Uncle Rong, here's the biggest piece for you." Xin Chun handed the cut cake to Uncle Rong.
"Little Fatty, are you in time? Do you want me to cut you a piece?" Xin Chun asked.
"Yes, yes, yes." Chen Xiaopang seemed afraid that Uncle Rong wouldn't let him stay, so he quickly agreed.
The two of them wolfed down the cake, giving a thumbs-up in praise, which made Xin Chun extremely happy before she said goodbye to them.
After finishing his meal, Chen Xiaopang nudged Rong Bo with his elbow: "Miss Chen is truly... a devilish figure; but her heart is... an angel! It's so good that you're here, you can see her every day."
"Sigh! I'm getting old..." Rong Bo said, actually feeling guilty, because he had touched Xin Chun's large breasts just yesterday.
"Alright! Alright!" If I don't leave now, I won't be able to finish delivering the goods today.
In the afternoon, when the shift changers were starting work, Rong Bo was about to go back when the phone rang in the security room. The night shift guard was still taking his measurements, so Rong Bo answered the phone for him.
A very anxious female voice came from the other end of the line: "Rong Bo? Luckily you haven't left work yet. I have something urgent here, could you come up?" Xin Chun's voice sounded very urgent.
Rong Bo quickly told his substitute colleague that he would go to the parking lot downstairs to get his bike and leave work as soon as he finished.
Rong Bo pressed Xin Chun's doorbell, and after a while, the door opened. However, Xin Chun did not appear behind the door, presumably because the electric door lock had been opened.
"Uncle Rong? Please come in." Xin Chun's weak voice came from inside the door.
Uncle Rong entered the living room and found Xin Chun lying on the sofa, her eyes seemingly swollen from crying. "My breast pump is broken, and the baby is full, but I'm still so engorged. I've been trying to express milk by hand for ages, and it hurts so much!" Xin Chun seemed to be filled with more grievances and burst into tears.
Uncle Rong said urgently, "Then I'll go buy you one quickly. Do you sell them at Cosmed?"
Xin Chun hesitated for a moment, then said shyly, "Could you... help me... express it?" Xin Chun couldn't even lift her head as she spoke.
Uncle Rong was stunned upon hearing this: "Is this alright?"
"It's okay, please help me quickly, my breasts are so engorged and painful! You... won't help me." Xin Chun cried again.
"Okay, okay, okay! I'll help. But how do I do it?" Uncle Rong really didn't understand. His wife breastfed him, and he had long forgotten about breastfeeding since infancy.
Xin Chun moved her trembling body, sitting directly on Rong Bo's lap. She then removed her top and bra, sitting naked on his lap; but because she was so shy, her hands still caressed her breasts.
"Wait a minute, just suck my nipple, like you're sucking a straw, don't bite with your teeth, suck out the rest of the milk," Xin Chun managed to say with great difficulty.
Rong Bo held the soft Xin Chun, his penis already hard, his hands involuntarily caressing Xin Chun's slender waist, sliding up and down, feeling Xin Chun's tender skin and the throbbing sensation of sexual arousal. Rong Bo felt as if he had returned to his twenties, full of vitality.
After being caressed by Rong Bo, Xin Chun gradually became aroused, releasing her hands from her chest and shyly saying, "Rong Bo... you can... suck now."
This was the first time Rong Bo had seen Xin Chun's breasts so closely, completely naked. These breasts were truly the most beautiful breasts Rong Bo had ever seen in his life. Not only were they large, but they were also full, with pale pink areolas and small, darker nipples. A few tiny drops of milk clung to them from the recent lactation.
Rong Bo raised his rough hands, trembling slightly, and touched Xin Chun's breasts. With a gentle press, milk flowed out.
(Strange, isn't it easy to express? Why did you call me?) Rong Bo didn't say anything, but looked at Xin Chun with a hint of doubt.
Xin Chun knew what Rong Bo was thinking, but she didn't answer. She simply stroked her breasts, making her nipples more prominent, then arched her back and put her nipple in Rong Bo's mouth, indicating that she wanted him to suckle.
"I...want an older man like you...to suckle for me," Xin Chun said breathlessly.
(Father complex?) These words popped into Rong Bo's mind.
But at this moment, Rong Bo didn't care about that. The soft breasts and elastic nipples in his mouth kept secreting sweet milk. Xin Chun's two breasts were like juicy fruits, with milk flowing endlessly. Rong Bo sucked for about 20 minutes before the milk from the two nipples decreased to almost nothing.
Rong Bo's stomach was a little full, and his mouth was a little sore.
Seeing that Rong Bo had finished sucking, Xin Chun immediately turned 360 degrees and sat on Rong Bo's lap with her back to him.
"Rong Bo... help me massage, otherwise my breasts will sag later." Xin Chun grabbed Rong Bo's rough hands and pressed them on her delicate breasts, indicating that she wanted him to knead them.
Rong Bo was also reluctant to let go of these beauties, and began to rub her 34F breasts with his hands that were under Xin Chun's armpits.
"Xin Chun... your breasts... are so big and so soft! What are they...!" Rong Bo suddenly felt that it was very impolite to ask such a question.
"Hmm... Oh... What size is it? I'm a 32F. It's so hard to buy bras. I always bring back six or seven when I travel abroad." Xin Chun panted softly as he massaged her breasts, but she didn't shy away from Rong Bo at all.
"Actually, I really like Rong Bo. I think you're very mature and serious, so I couldn't help myself..." Xin Chun rested her head on Rong Bo's shoulder, letting him massage her breasts as she spoke. With Xin
Chun's red lips right in front of him, and having touched her upper body for about half an hour, Rong Bo was already overcome with lust and couldn't resist kissing her. They were fine before they kissed, but once they started, saliva was flowing freely. Xin Chun was very responsive to Rong Bo's clumsy kissing skills, not only swaying her upper body rhythmically, but also slowly rubbing her buttocks, which were sitting on Rong Bo's lap, against his penis. Rong Bo could feel that Xin Chun's panties were already soaked.
Since meeting Xin Chun, Rong Bo's penis seemed to have become 20 years younger. Every time he met Xin Chun, he would get an erection instantly, which embarrassed him.
Xin Chun sensed Rong Bo's excitement. With her left hand, she gently stroked Rong Bo's penis through his pants; with her right hand, she put her arm around his neck, gave him a kiss, and said, "Do you want to... come in?"
These words should have been better than anything else. Rong Bo's heart sank. He thought of his family and wife. Even if there was no love left, he couldn't betray them. "I can't betray you..." Rong Bo said.
"But you're so hard... you and your wife shouldn't have... Since you won't agree, I'll help you with my hand." Without waiting for Rong Bo's reply, Xin Chun immediately knelt down, unbuckled Rong Bo's belt, and pulled down his old underwear, revealing his incredibly hard penis.
"It's already hard like this." Xin Chun looked at Rong Bo's penis. As her hand moved up and down, the foreskin retracted, revealing Rong Bo's glans, which was already covered with a large amount of pre-ejaculate. With Xin Chun's small hand movements, some white bubbles gradually formed.
Rong Bo looked at Xin Chun, who was sitting on the ground and giving him a handjob. This beautiful girl, who was about the same age as his son, was actually serving him. He felt a strange excitement
welling up inside him, and he would occasionally show a dazed look in his eyes and breathe heavily. "Rong Bo... you can come anytime, as long as you want... Xin Chun can... help you!" Xin Chun smelled the scent of Rong Bo's excited penis and became excited herself, rekindling the pleasure she had felt from Rong Bo's caresses.
After four or five minutes of masturbation, Xin Chun felt that Rong Bo's penis in her hand was on the verge of ejaculation, but it seemed to be stuck at a certain point. She looked up at Rong Bo, gave him a cute little face, and then used her breasts to clamp his penis and moved it up and down.
Rongbo felt his penis surrounded by two incredibly soft breasts. It was so deeply embedded in Xinchun's chest that it was barely visible, only occasionally peeking out at the glans as he moved up and down, playfully reaching out to touch Xinchun's chin like a whack-a-mole.
However, this position of breast sex quickly became tiring. Even with the air conditioning on, Xinchun was sweating profusely within minutes, her core muscles aching terribly. But the penis in her hand remained rock hard, like a game installation stuck at 99% before crashing.
Xinchun looked at Rongbo's glans, which was only oozing more clear fluid, emitting a strong masculine odor. Then she looked up and saw Rongbo's expression—a mixture of pleasure and pain—and thought, "Using my mouth shouldn't be against the rules, right?"
She was a woman of action; otherwise, she wouldn't have taken the risk of seducing Rongbo. Thinking this, she sat down.
Rongbo felt something soft and slippery on his glans, poking and prodding it here and there. He opened his eyes and saw that Xin Chun's tongue was already pressed against his penis.
"Xin Chun, it's dirty there, you can't." He said this, but Rong Bo couldn't bear to give up the pleasure coming from his lower body and didn't push Xin Chun away.
Xin Chun didn't respond to Rong Bo, but gave him a playful smile, making a sound that was both lewd and like drinking a beverage. Then, she took the glans, which was still covered with a lot of pre-ejaculate, into her mouth in one gulp, creating a vacuum in her mouth. Her mouth completely enveloped Rong Bo's penis and moved up and down.
Rong Bo had never been given oral sex before. Decades ago, he had asked his wife to suck him with her mouth, but she thought it was dirty, and since then he could only see this scene in pornographic movies. He never expected to experience it in person today. Rong Bo was already on the edge, how could he resist? Looking at Xin Chun's soft breasts resting on his knees, her beautiful little face looking at him affectionately, while her mouth was lewdly holding his penis, his excitement was already off the charts.
"Ah...ah! Xin Chun...I can't take it anymore...it's dirty...it's dirty...let me go!" Rong Bo shouted excitedly, but he was too weak to push Xin Chun's mouth open.
Xin Chun showed no sign of letting go; the vacuum pressure in her mouth only decreased, and she penetrated even deeper. Rong Bo felt his glans hitting a bottleneck, but Xin Chun showed no displeasure.
Soon, streams of salty liquid sprayed into Xin Chun's mouth.
No, more precisely, into her throat.
But Rong Bo looked at Xin Chun, who seemed to show no displeasure, instead, like a woman experiencing orgasm during sex, her eyes closed, enjoying the ejaculation.
Rong Bo felt as if he had been ejaculating for a thousand years; even at the end, he couldn't believe he still had so much semen left. Xin Chun's mouth couldn't hold it all, and some spilled from the corners of her mouth onto Rong Bo's thigh.
Had he ejaculated for one minute? Three minutes? No one knew, and it didn't matter anyway. Xin Chun felt Rong Bo's penis gradually shrink before releasing it and opening her mouth for him to see.
Her mouth felt like it was stuffed full of shaved ice, mingling with her pearly white teeth. Rong Bo couldn't believe he could ejaculate so much. No… he couldn't believe Xin Chun could make him ejaculate so much.
Rong Bo hurriedly grabbed some tissues and handed them to Xin Chun, but she closed her lips, shut her eyes, her beautiful eyelashes fluttering on her face. Then she swallowed hard, finally managing to swallow the semen, before opening her mouth for Rong Bo to see.
"You sucked my juice, and I'll suck yours back, so we're even," Xin Chun said playfully, wrapping her arms around Rong Bo's neck and pressing her face against his.
Rong Bo was deeply moved. He didn't know why, but this willing act of swallowing semen filled him with a profound sense of love. He held Xin Chun Chili's upper body tightly, not minding the taste of his semen still on Xin Chun's mouth, and kissed her deeply.
This was the first woman to swallow his semen; it wasn't forced, it was all voluntary. And he was already 55 years old.
Chapter Six
This time, Uncle Rong's attitude towards Xin Chun was noticeably different! In the past, they still followed the professional relationship between building security guards and residents, and Uncle Rong was always awkward when they met. But since the last time they had oral sex while breastfeeding, their interactions had become more and more like those of a family. Xin Chun would often pretend to be a resident, calling the security office to say that her toilet was clogged or her intercom was malfunctioning, asking Uncle Rong to come upstairs. Even though sometimes she forgot that complaining about the intercom malfunction was illogical, after a few times, Uncle Rong and Xin Chun ignored this little mistake in their affection.
What for?
Sometimes there really was something important. It was similar to last time—just breastfeeding, helping the little cake empty her mother's breasts, and then Uncle Rong, after breastfeeding Xin Chun's 32F breasts, would get so hard he couldn't stand it and be pulled out by Xin Chun to dispose of himself.
But tonight's night shift was different!
Rong Bo answered a fake resident service call and went upstairs. Just as he was about to hang the "On Patrol" sign on the desk, the building's automatic door opened, and Xin Chun, wearing a coat, walked out.
"I missed you so much today," Xin Chun said sweetly, throwing herself at Rong Bo. Her voice was as sweet as honey in winter, and her expression was like that of a high school girl in love. Her head, with its long, wavy hair, was lowered, but her eyes were fixed on Rong Bo.
Rong Bo, contrary to his usual passive attitude, took the initiative; he grabbed Xin Chun's back, pulled her slender waist and full hips closer to him, and kissed her without a word. Rong Bo thought, "After all, I'm older. If I always have to wait for the younger girl to take the initiative, people will look down on me!"
Who would look down on him? Rong Bo hadn't thought about it.
"It's so hot, why are you wearing a coat?" Rong Bo asked Xin Chun teasingly while kissing her.
"Mmm...my...body...wants...you." Xin Chun was excited by Rong Bo's mature breath kissing her, her breathing became rapid, her slender waist and full breasts wriggled like a fat silkworm on Rong Bo's old mulberry leaf body, she couldn't reply normally, it was good enough if she could finish speaking intermittently.
Rong Bo had been intimate with Xin Chun a few times, he knew that Xin Chun's body was easily aroused, as long as he rubbed her breasts or French kissed her for a few minutes, Xin Chun's body temperature would be as hot as if she had just walked out of hot soup, only short of steaming. In the sweltering summer of Taiwan, even in the air-conditioned guard room, Xin Chun's body soon broke out in a sweat on her back, and her armpits began to soak through her loose white tee.
Rong Bo immediately took off Xin Chun's coat and tee, his rough, knuckled hands ruthlessly covering Xin Chun's 32F breasts, his five fingers sinking deep into the soft flesh of her breasts, occasionally rubbing her nipples with his thumb and forefinger, the excited sympathetic nerves causing milk to flow involuntarily. The intense sympathetic nerve stimulation from Xin Chun's nipples was enough to make her body tremble involuntarily.
Xin Chun's delicate hand grasped Rong Bo's hand, but instead of moving it towards her breast, it slipped inside her panties.
When Rong Bo's middle finger touched Xin Chun's vulva, it brought her intense stimulation. Rong Bo knew immediately that Xin Chun hadn't just been intimate; her panties were already soaked. Touching her vulva felt like touching a newborn seal pup—wet, slippery, and hot, a complete mess. She was probably already wet before coming downstairs.
"How come you're so wet?" Rong Bo asked Xin Chun, feigning ignorance.
"I've been waiting for your night shift all day... ah! A little deeper... yes, yes... I've changed... ah... it's so annoying how fast you're moving... I've changed my panties three times already." Xin Chun finally managed to finish speaking.
"So how many times did you come yourself?" Rong Bo asked jokingly while caressing Xin Chun with his fingers.
Xin Chun, with an adorable expression like a mischievous high school girl telling her how many desserts she ate that day, squinted her eyes, hunched her shoulders, and gestured with her fingers: "Three times!"
Xin Chun's innocent demeanor only fueled Rong Bo's mischievous urge to tease her. He added his index finger and suddenly inserted both fingers as deep as possible. An electric shock-like stimulation assaulted Xin Chun, forcing her to open her beautiful little mouth. Like a goldfish suffocating from lack of oxygen, she involuntarily tilted her head back to gasp for air, experiencing the agonizing pain of being unable to inhale anything.
"Ah…!" Xin Chun let out a nearly 20-second climax. Holding Xin Chun, Rong Bo felt as if all the bone in her small, soft body had been drained in an instant; she was completely drained, her legs went weak, and she involuntarily sat down. Rong Bo carried Xin Chun to the guardhouse's storeroom, locked the door, laid two yoga mats on the floor, and then placed Xin Chun's half-naked body on the ground.
Xin Chun, her face flushed, gazed at Rong Bo, her breath escaping in alluring wails, her lips trembling with excitement.
Rong Bo gently pulled down Xin Chun's panties, revealing her vulva for the first time. The wet surface glistened like water droplets, the labia slowly opening and closing, writhing. Rong Bo couldn't resist sticking out his tongue and licking Xin Chun's vulva; a faint fishy smell gave him the illusion of a woman's unique sweetness. Rong Bo had only ever had one partner, his wife, who had never shown much interest in sex. Therefore, he had never encountered a woman so wet before even engaging in foreplay.
"Ah...so deep...so deep! Mmm..." Xin Chun didn't care that they were in the building's security room; even at night, such cries would usually make the news. "Rong Bo...eat me...eat me...I want you to come in," Xin Chun continued to tempt Rong Bo.
Rongbo didn't answer, but used his fingers and mouth to make Xinchun's body convulse twice before Xinchun raised her limp hands to cover Rongbo's forehead, indicating that she couldn't take it anymore.
Rongbo didn't insert his fingers again, but instead used the pads of three fingers to move back and forth on the outside. Every time he slid over Xinchun's clitoris, her waist would tremble slightly. It wasn't quite arousal, but it was enough to soothe her.
(I can't betray my family!) Rongbo thought to himself. For him, penile penetration and physical caresses were different levels of betrayal. Although he didn't love his wife, and she probably didn't care much about anything else as long as her retirement pension was still under her control, his intuition told him he couldn't do this.
Xinchun was unwilling to give up. She pushed Rongbo down and unbuttoned his shirt one button at a time, letting her 32F breasts move around on Rongbo's body like a massage ball. The warehouse had no air conditioning; the only way to feel the air conditioning from the guardhouse was through the vents under the door. Having just experienced several orgasms, Xin Chun was not only soaked in her genitals, but her entire body was drenched like a seal that had just swum ashore. Her soft, wet breasts writhed against Rong Bo's chest, the sensation comparable to a professional oil massage.
Xin Chun didn't mind that Rong Bo was already covered in sweat; she immediately began sucking on his hairy nipples, using her tongue as a comb to groom his chest hair. A woman's licking is particularly wet and soft, unlike a man's licking of a woman. This gentle feminine behavior was especially effective on a man in his fifties like Rong Bo, who couldn't help but let out heavy male breaths; his penis was already close to bursting out.
After licking Rong Bo, Xin Chun chuckled twice and said, "There's more to come!"
Xin Chun pulled Rong Bo's arms up, making him appear to surrender, her delicate fingers sliding back and forth under his armpits, occasionally tugging at the half-gray hair on his right armpit. Because of the high temperature in the warehouse, Rong Bo's armpits were already dripping with sweat like a bursting melon. But Xin Chun seemed unconcerned about the smell. After playing with Rong Bo's armpits with her fingers, she was attracted by his scent and kissed his armpits. She even stuck out her tongue and licked the sweat from his armpits into her mouth. The salty taste of the man's body wafted into Xin Chun's mouth, but she especially liked Rong Bo's scent. It was like an aphrodisiac, stimulating her senses.
“Uncle Rong…I…want to eat your scent! It’s so unique, it gives me such a powerful feeling.” Xin Chun said, licking and smelling Rong Bo’s armpits.
The beautiful woman willingly doing such a sordid thing, the cultural contradiction highlighting the intensity of her excitement, even though Rong Bo’s libido had begun to decline with age, Xin Chun’s actions provided him with an unprecedented and intense stimulation.
Xin Chun patiently licked both armpits clean. Just as she was about to get up, she noticed Rong Bo had involuntarily started stroking his own penis.
“This is mine, you can’t touch it!” Xin Chun savagely pushed aside Rong Bo’s right hand, which was masturbating, and pulled down his uniform pants and underwear. Her right hand gently grasped Rong Bo’s penis, while her left hand lightly caressed his anus. Under this double attack, Rong Bo returned to the same listless state he had been in before.
Xin Chun extended her small tongue and began licking along the coronal sulcus of Rong Bo's glans, making his penis wet and shiny. Then, with his testicles in her mouth, her tongue tip, like a large calligraphy brush, gently slid across Rong Bo's anus
. The extreme filth and taboo, and the beautiful image of a woman, created a contradictory and conflicting image. "Ugh!... Rong Bo... are you comfortable?" Xin Chun's speech was unclear because she was focused on licking Rong Bo's anus. But Rong Bo couldn't speak.
After licking for about 5 or 6 minutes, Xin Chun's tongue returned to Rong Bo's glans, allowing Rong Bo to use his mouth as a vagina for thrusting. Rong Bo's penis penetrated deep into Xin Chun's throat, almost ejaculating into her mouth.
Xin Chun didn't finish Rong Bo's task there. Instead, she got up and sat on Rong Bo.
"No, I can't do this!" Rong Bo shouted anxiously.
But Xin Chun had a smile on her face, seemingly not intending to force Rong Bo, which reassured him, and Rong Bo stopped resisting. Xin Chun used her vagina as a track, letting Rong Bo's penis fit into it like a train. She swayed her hips, making Rong Bo's penis swing back and forth like a train on the track.
"Ah!...So hot...This...doesn't count...Hmm! So itchy...It doesn't count as penetration, right?" Xin Chun bit her lower lip with her white teeth, barely managing to finish the sentence.
"This...???" Rong Bo was utterly confused. His penis hadn't actually penetrated, yet their genitals were constantly intensifying their pleasure. This was practically hitting third base! Even the judge would have a hard time judging.
Rong Bo looked at Xin Chun sitting on him, her large, soft breasts swaying back and forth. He couldn't help but reach out his hands, trying to press down on their unrestrained swaying. But the moment his palms touched Xin Chun's soft, delicate breasts, milk gushed out like water balloons pierced by needles, spraying onto Rong Bo's face. He opened his mouth, waiting for the lucky few drops of milk to fall like holy water. The visual stimulation accelerated the feeling of ejaculation! Rong Bo was on the verge of climax.
"Xin... get up quickly, I might accidentally ejaculate..." Rong Bo shouted.
Xin Chun's body was getting hotter, and milk was constantly overflowing from her nipples. Although she was also on the verge of her fifth orgasm, she was, after all, the one in control. Her vagina felt that Rong Bo's penis had swelled up quite a bit, and he would ejaculate in a few more strokes. After twisting her waist a few more times, Xin Chun immediately got up, opened her mouth, and took Rong Bo's glans into her mouth. She secretly let her tongue slide around the coronal sulcus in her mouth, quietly waiting for the explosion to happen.
Xin Chun's wait was not long. Spurts of salty semen shot into Xin Chun, most of it going directly into her throat, and a small portion remaining on her tongue. After Rong Bo climaxed, Xin Chun carefully sucked on his penis for about ten more times before opening her mouth, sticking out her tongue, showing Rong Bo the yellowish-white and thick semen, and then swallowing it.
“This kind of exercise should have about 500 calories! Consider it a protein boost, you should try it too.” Xin Chun reverted to her girlish playfulness, stuffing her milk-sucking nipple into Rong Bo’s mouth. “You can’t leave until you finish it all.”
Rong Bo simply smiled, unable to argue with Xin Chun.
A 55-year-old man, completely naked, embraced a beautiful mature woman with long, wavy hair, sucking on her enormous breasts. The dimly lit guardhouse storeroom exuded a spring-like atmosphere!
But neither of them noticed the two faint lights flickering on the ceiling.
Chapter Seven
Around 8 PM, the nearly 50-square-meter community hall only had Rong Bo and two stone horse statues. Although grand, it was actually quite lonely. Rong Bo wasn’t in a good mood. However, as soon as the automatic door opened, Rong Bo smelled a familiar scent wafting over, and with a sliver of hope, he went to greet her.
“Xin Chun, I’m on night shift tonight…” Rong Bo, being older, was shy. Xin Chun, on the other hand, was more direct: "I'm not available today!" She then turned and went to the garbage area outside the community to take out the trash, leaving without even glancing at Rong Bo.
Rong Bo was completely baffled by this. For the next few days after their intimate moment in the guardhouse's storeroom, everything seemed fine. They would occasionally chat on Line, and Xin Chun would squeeze a small cup of milk for Rong Bo every night. Although they hadn't had another chance to be intimate, their relationship had warmed up. But for some reason, last week, Xin Chun hadn't read or replied to his text messages for three days.
At first, Rong Bo thought Xin Chun was busy, but after a few more days, the situation remained the same, and Rong Bo began to feel something was wrong. Just yesterday, Rong Bo couldn't help but go upstairs under some pretext to ask Xin Chun, but Xin Chun's expression was very cold; she wouldn't even open the door, and after a few words, she closed the door. Today was the same. How could Rong Bo not be in a bad mood? The
late night was particularly difficult, and after drinking several pots of strong tea, he found it even harder to relax, so he simply put up a sign and went on patrol.
Even late at night, the summer heat was still intense. Uncle Rong's uniform was soaked with sweat. As he walked past the reading room, he suddenly felt a cool sensation on his feet; the air conditioning seemed to be on.
According to the community building's regulations, the reading room was open until midnight. Although residents sometimes came down to play video games or watch movies when they couldn't sleep, they usually informed the security guard on duty. But not today! Uncle Rong was about to go in and turn off the air conditioning when he reached for the doorknob.
"Ms. Chen, please cooperate today! We've been waiting for a long time," a familiar male voice called out.
"Is that Old Li's voice? And who is Ms. Chen? Is it Xin Chun?" Thinking of Xin Chun, Uncle Rong began to tense up.
The community reading room was a very large space, about 100 square meters. Upon entering, there was the main reading area, an open space that occupied about 60% of the room. It had sofas and bookshelves, as well as a children's area for storytelling activities organized by external teachers. Besides the main reading area, the rest were individual cubicles resembling executive offices, the largest of which was a conference room.
Rong Bo quietly pushed open the door to the reading room. The main reading area remained dark, except for the striped light filtering through the floor-to-ceiling blinds of the largest conference room. Rong Bo gently closed the door, leaned against the wall of the conference room, and peered through the slits in the blinds.
Old Li and Chairman Xie were dressed casually in vests, short-sleeved shirts, and shorts. Chairman Xie's signature large belly was unusually prominent. A young woman in a red spaghetti-strap dress, though her head was bowed and her long, wavy hair obscured her face, revealed a striking contrast between her chest and waist, highlighting her large breasts. Rong Bo thought to himself, "You couldn't find a woman with that figure anywhere in the country, who else could it be but Xin Chun?"
"Why would Xin Chun be in the reading room with these two old men so late at night?" Rong Bo wondered.
"Miss Chen, we couldn't sleep last night after hearing you agreed to come. We were thinking all night about how to make everyone happy!" Chairman Xie didn't seem to care that his voice was particularly loud late at night, clearly very confident in the soundproofing of the reading room. He laughed heartily, adopting the same cheerful laugh he used when negotiating business.
"That's right! Since you promised, you should do it happily. We never like any of us acting like it's a melodramatic soap opera, making us two old brothers look like the bad guys. That wouldn't be fun." Old Li's bald head gleamed under the light as he spoke, his hand roaming over Xin Chun's bare shoulder. Xin Chun's delicate skin seemed like an unobstructed ice skating track; Old Li's rough palm glided over it without any hesitation.
Chairman Xie's hand joined the fray, reaching into the woman's back and waist. From Uncle Rong's angle, it was clear that Chairman Xie's hand had slipped inside the red dress from behind, enjoying the woman's soft waist. Obviously, the back of the red dress was open, which allowed his hand to slip inside from behind. His other hand held the woman's slender hand, his thumb constantly playing with the tender flesh on the back of her hand.
The two men, whose combined age exceeded 150, stroked her with a rhythmic, measured pace. The woman in the red dress slightly raised her head, her face flushed, her eyes unfocused. The fabric of her dress revealed small, areola-like nipples, suggesting she was aroused.
Rong Bo had initially held onto a sliver of hope, hoping this woman was just a high-class prostitute hired by Old Li and Chairman Xie, someone who couldn't come to the reading room late at night for some fun, and someone who just looked like Xin Chun. He never imagined it was Xin Chun herself. Rong Bo felt as cold as if he had died.
"So, all this coldness towards me these past few days was because she's been sleeping with these two rich old men?" Rong Bo couldn't bear what he saw, heartbroken like a disillusioned teenager, almost bursting into tears and ready to fight the two old men.
"Fight to the death? What right do I have to argue with her? Xin Chun isn't my wife, and I'm already married with children." Rong Bo thought of this and couldn't help but feel discouraged.
"Miss Chen has such beautiful skin, I wonder if she'd be willing to kiss us two old men?" Old Li shamelessly pouted his wrinkled old lips, wanting Xin Chun to kiss him.
"I...can." Xin Chun nodded with an incredibly subtle movement, reached out and held the back of Old Li's head, her beautiful red lips slightly parted, and covered Old Li's lips with hers.
"This is too much like a daughter kissing her father, clearly looking down on us old folks!" Xie Dong said with a roguish, business-like manner.
"That's right, that's right! It only feels good when it's a French kiss!" Old Li echoed, then stuck out his long tongue, waiting for Xin Chun to give in.
Xin Chun obediently and without resistance stuck out her pink tongue, which touched Old Li's tongue, and after a few seconds of entanglement, their four lips finally stuck together.
When Rong Bo saw Xin Chun take the initiative to French kiss Old Li, an old man old enough to be her grandfather, tears welled up in his eyes. This proactive gesture was convincing proof that Xin Chun was willing.
"Wow! How romantic! I want one too!" Xie Dong, seeing Old Li take the initiative and exchange saliva with Xin Chun, swallowed a mouthful of vinegar.
"Mmm! Ah!" Xin Chun's heart raced from Old Li's kiss. Although Old Li had the bad breath of an old man, Xin Chun seemed to be aroused, her 32F breasts swaying with her breath. When Xin Chun tried to leave Old Li's lips, it seemed as if her tongue was being bitten, requiring some effort to pull it away.
Xie Dong, inexplicably jealous, kissed Xin Chun forcefully, somewhat angrily. Rong Bo could even see alien-like protrusions moving on Xin Chun's cheeks from time to time—that must have been Xie Dong's disgusting tongue.
Xie Dong clearly wasn't satisfied with the kiss. He ordered Xin Chun to open her mouth and tilt her head back towards him, which she did.
"It's so hot, Miss Chen, you need to stay hydrated in the air-conditioned room!" Mr. Xie said. Old Li couldn't help but laugh. Mr. Xie took an opened bottle of mineral water, took a sip, swished it in his mouth a few times, and then poured the water into Xin Chun's open mouth. Some of the water even dribbled from the corners of Xin Chun's mouth.
"Don't drink it, spit it out!" Uncle Rong cried out inwardly.
Xin Chun frowned, her delicate eyebrows expressing disgust and pain. She took a deep breath and swallowed the water from Mr. Xie's mouth.
"Baby, is my water delicious?" Mr. Xie asked shamelessly, his hand moving to Xin Chun's breast, gently rubbing her nipple.
"Delicious...delicious! The water in Mr. Xie's mouth...is...very delicious," Xin Chun whispered. Uncle Rong couldn't hear the other words clearly, but he clearly heard "delicious" and "Mr. Xie." Old Li and Chairman Xie, each holding one of Xin Chun's large breasts, laughed happily.
"It seems Miss Xin Chun really kept her word!" Old Li began to increase the pressure of his hands. "I just wonder if she really kept her promise and stored two days' worth of milk for us two old folks to nourish us. We need calcium!" Old Li's pressure made some milk soak into Xin Chun's red dress, leaving a small patch on her chest.
"Ugh!" Xin Chun's expression seemed to be in pain, as if her full breasts were being squeezed. Uncle Rong had also squeezed them before, and it had to be done gently so Xin Chun wouldn't feel pain, but Old Li wasn't as gentle as Uncle Rong.
"Hehe! Old Li, please don't waste it, okay? I'm afraid there won't be enough for me to drink!" Chairman Xie complained.
"Don't worry, I just tested the feel of each one, they're very full. I think each breast should have quite a lot!" Old Li then asked, "Miss Xin Chun, approximately how much milk can you usually express?" "
This is very rude and impolite," Xin Chun replied truthfully, "about 700ml each, the right one will be a little more. I haven't breastfed for two days, so it should be a little more today. Please be gentle, my...breasts are...very swollen right now, if you're too rough...it hurts a bit." Xin Chun answered while enduring the slight pain as Old Li squeezed her breasts.
Chairman Xie laughed and said, "Then let's hurry up and relieve Miss Chen's pain! Otherwise, she won't be able to serve us to our heart's content."
Chairman Xie's old mouth was covered in drool blisters. As soon as he finished speaking, he reached out and pulled down the shoulder strap of Xin Chun's red dress. Xin Chun wasn't wearing a bra, and the entire conference room lit up instantly. These were the most beautiful breasts in the whole town, no, the whole county.
"Chairman Xie, this trip was worthwhile!" Old Li placed his hand under the heavy breasts, and then put his mouth to Xin Chun's nipple. Uncle Rong saw that Old Li's cheeks were sunken in, and he was now suckling milk with all his might.
"Huh! " "You old geezer, you actually sneaked off! Whoever finishes first gets to go first!" Chairman Xie hurriedly began suckling as well.
Old Li, focused on suckling, felt that Xin Chun's milk was like freshly mined mineral water; initially only a small amount, but with increased sucking force, the milk flow would gradually increase until it would naturally gush out through a siphon effect, requiring less effort to suck.
After a few minutes, Xin Chun's expression gradually relaxed; her furrowed brows unfurrowed, and her long eyelashes hung over her closed eyes. Xin Chun seemed to be starting to feel a little more comfortable.
Xin Chun's milk flow had reached its maximum. The milk was so strong that even with their best efforts, Old Li and Chairman Xie couldn't finish it; some only dribbled from the corners of their mouths.
Chairman Xie, being a little cunning, pinched Xin Chun's nipple, temporarily stopping the milk flow, then kissed her and spat the milk into her mouth. Strands of white milk, like threads, flowed from the corners of Xin Chun's mouth. Chairman Xie seemed unconcerned about losing, slowly and deliberately kissing Xin Chun, who responded obediently like a little lover, her tongue intertwining with his lips.
Seeing this erotic scene, Rong Bo's emotions shifted peculiarly, from anger to excitement. He felt his genitals hardening, heating up, and even leaking a little fluid. Rong Bo's hand, through his pants, slowly stroked his penis.
Old Li and Chairman Xie spent about 20 minutes playing with each other while drinking milk. In the end, Chairman Xie surprisingly won the contest.
"Having a big belly makes a difference! You can suckle faster than others," Old Li said sarcastically.
"Stop trembling! You can help touch, I'll be the main character first," Chairman Xie said smugly.
With that, Chairman Xie completely removed Xin Chun's half-undressed red dress, which was still hanging around her waist. Xin Chun wasn't even wearing underwear, and she had shaved her pubic hair, revealing her plump, round vulva.
"So that's the kind of person she is," Rong Bo cursed as he pulled out his penis and relaxed.
Chairman Xie stripped completely naked, revealing his enormous belly and thick, long, black hair that stretched from his sagging breasts, resembling those of an old woman, down to his unsightly genitals. His short penis was inversely proportional to his large body; from his own perspective, he probably couldn't even see it! Chairman Xie's naked appearance was exactly like Pigsy from a cartoon.
"How is it, Miss Chen? Do you dislike my appearance?" Chairman Xie asked Xin Chun provocatively.
Xin Chun opened her large, dark eyes, shook her head, and said, "As long as you keep your word, you'll be my husband tonight. Anything that's yours, I'm willing to accept."
"Okay! Then first, use your tongue to smooth down my body hair. Every single hair!" Chairman Xie commanded.
Xin Chun moved her naked body against Chairman Xie, first giving him a French kiss, then using her tongue like a paintbrush to lick his neck down to his nipples. Every visible hair was taken into Xin Chun's mouth and washed with saliva. After ten minutes, the hair on his front was glistening with saliva.
“Miss Xin Chun, describe my smell honestly. I didn’t shower yesterday, so I’m leaving it for you!” Chairman Xie said.
“You don’t need to describe it. Who doesn’t know that you, Boss Xie, are a notorious body odor man?” Uncle Rong cursed again.
“Like… the smell of a farm.” Xin Chun said while cleaning herself. Behind
Xin Chun, Old Li couldn’t help but knead Xin Chun’s breasts from behind, occasionally rubbing her nipples with his fingers. “Hearing this, he couldn’t help but laugh and said, ‘Chairman Xie, are you a pig?!’”
“A pig is a pig. Miss Xin Chun is now cleaning a human-shaped pig with her little mouth!” Chairman Xie was showing off the shamelessness of a businessman to the fullest.
After finally cleaning the hair off the upper body of Chairman Xie, Xin Chun knelt on the ground, held Chairman Xie’s penis, and gently stroked the glans, preparing to take it in.
“Hey! Wait a minute, there’s also here, and here.” Chairman Xie pointed to his armpits and buttocks.
“Damn! Old Xie, you’re really… very creative.” Old Li, watching this erotic spectacle from behind, despite his age, still had an erection, though not quite hard yet, and he couldn't let go of those extremely sexy and large breasts.
Xin Chun remained silent, simply rising to lift Xie Dong's arm and patiently cleaning his armpits, which emitted a strong body odor, with her pink tongue. However, the smell was so intense, and the accumulated sweat under his armpits in the summer heat was incredibly salty, that Xin Chun had to drink several sips of water before she could continue cleaning the other side.
The beautiful woman's soft tongue slid under his armpits, giving Xie Dong a very sophisticated tactile and visual experience, and he moved on to the next action with satisfaction.
Having cleaned both arms and armpits, Xie Dong turned and leaned against the wall, bending over and presenting his large buttocks to Xin Chun's face, trying to turn his head to see how she licked him, but how could he possibly see?
"Old Li, check if the camera is on! I can't see from this angle, it'd be a shame if it wasn't recorded," Xie Dong said.
"There's still filming!" "Uncle Rong was startled when he heard this.
Xin Chun took a deep breath and slowly parted Xie Dong's large buttocks. Because the buttocks were so large, the space created after parting them was larger than Xin Chun's face, so when Xin Chun buried her face in them, it looked from the camera's perspective like her entire head was stuffed into her anus.
"Miss Xin Chun, I washed it first, but it still smells! Please serve me again!" Xie Dong said.
Xin Chun stuck out her tongue and licked the folds of Xie Dong's anus one by one. A tingling and itchy sensation traveled from his anus to his brain, and Xie Dong moaned like a pig in pleasure.
"Old Li, the camera can't capture it like this. Can you hold the camera for me? I want to see Xin Chun's tongue licking my anus live." "Chairman Xie asked Old Li for help.
Old Li saw Xin Chun's full breasts exposed as she bent over, and was about to enjoy her taste when he heard Chairman Xie's request. Even though he was unwilling, he could only comply. Uncle Rong judged that Chairman Xie must have done Old Li a favor, which was why Old Li was so accommodating to Chairman Xie in everything.
Old Li picked up the camera, and the direct light shone on Xin Chun's face, filming her entire service show. Xin Chun looked heartbreakingly innocent under the lens, while Chairman Xie's enormous anus was shocking, a dark ring that seemed even bigger than Xin Chun's mouth.
Xin Chun's tongue circled Chairman Xie's anus no less than 40 times, and also penetrated deep into the anus several times, making Chairman Xie extremely itchy.
"Okay, kiss my little chrysanthemum, suck me a few times." "Chairman Xie said.
Xin Chun obediently covered Chairman Xie's anus with her lips, but from the camera's perspective, it seemed her small mouth couldn't quite cover the dark ring. Xin Chun sucked the black hole as hard as she could, making Chairman Xie's anus open wide, and kept sticking out her tongue to wriggle deep inside. The pressure created by the vacuum made Chairman Xie scream like a pig again.
Chairman Xie was aroused by Xin Chun's compliant cooperation, and turned around to violently shove his short, disproportionately small penis into Xin Chun's mouth. Xin Chun relaxed her hands and placed them on Chairman Xie's fat buttocks, completely..." Without resistance, she allowed Xie Dong to penetrate her mouth and humiliate her.
Xie Dong was over seventy years old, and even with such erotic stimulation, he couldn't achieve a full erection. At first, his penis only swelled and enlarged, but remained limp, feeling like a konjac jelly in Xin Chun's mouth.
However, Xin Chun was very patient and understood men's erogenous zones. Her lips slid back and forth along the coronal sulcus of Xie Dong's glans, and she would occasionally open her beautiful, innocent eyes to look at him and say, "Xin Chun will try her best to make you hard, then you can... fuck me." "
These words were like magic. Xie Dong's hopelessly short penis finally hardened a little. This was the only time in nearly ten years that he had successfully gotten an erection without taking Viagra. Although it wasn't very hard, it was at least enough. Xie Dong immediately pushed Xin Chun down, held his slightly hard penis, and aimed the glans at Xin Chun's vagina, which was already wet from Lao Li's licking. After squeezing for a long time, he finally managed to squeeze in. His body, like a boar, pressed down on Xin Chun, looking like a pig demon on top of a beautiful woman.
At Xie Dong's age, this was the first time he had successfully penetrated a woman without taking any drugs. He wasn't about to let this opportunity slip by. Of course, he was going to pound into Xin Chun's petite body with all his might. Because Xie Dong weighed 120 kilograms, the weight difference between him and Xin Chun, who only weighed 48 kilograms, was too great. Every impact felt like a container truck crashing into a Nissan MBRDH at high speed. Lao Li, who was standing to the side, was worried that Xin Chun would be knocked unconscious by such a large body, or that she would be sent flying far away."
Xie Dong's fat belly pressed down on Xin Chun. Aside from the weight, it wasn't painful. His penis was only semi-erect, so it wasn't too uncomfortable inside Xin Chun's vagina. After all, she was easily aroused, and Xin Chun was already soaking wet. Only Xie Dong's body odor and bad breath were unpleasant. Xie Dong panted on top of her, trying several times to French kiss her, but giving up each time because his large belly was in the way.
However, Xie Dong had his own way of getting what he wanted: "Xin Chun, open your mouth! Swallow my saliva." Without waiting for Xin Chun's reply, highly viscous saliva flowed from his enormous mouth, trickling down and into Xin Chun's mouth. Xin Chun, aroused by Xie Dong's weight, obediently swallowed the foul-smelling liquid.
"Good girl! Where do you want me to cum?" Xie Dong said, his thrusting increasing in speed, clearly already at his limit.
"Mmm... Ah!... You're doing it... I'm so strong... Mr. Xie, where do you want to shoot... I'll shoot wherever you want." Xin Chun was also on the verge of climax, her slender waist twisting and arching.
"I want to shoot inside, so you can have my child." Mr. Xie shouted.
"Shoot it in me... shoot it in me... I want to have a child... I want to have a child!" Even though Xin Chun had taken the pre-ejaculate, the climax still made her shout loudly.
Old Li watched from the side, dumbfounded. Xin Chun's 32F breasts, without being squeezed, naturally overflowed with milk, scattering on her delicate body as she swayed and trembled, like snowflakes of milk ice. He couldn't help but take out his swollen but unable-to-get-hard old penis and rubbed it against Xin Chun's lips. Xin Chun, seeing another old man's penis, also licked it a few times and then put it in her mouth.
Not long after, Mr. Xie roared, his fat waist, like a divine pig, sank down, and then stopped moving, his fat flesh trembling continuously. Xin Chun was jolted by the heavy body, and like a doll with its strings cut, she lost her senses. She felt a warm current flow into her vagina, rushing towards her uterus, and the pleasure from her sexual nerves surged through her.
Xin Chun was still in the afterglow of her orgasm, tightly hugging Xie Dong, but Xie Dong's waist was thicker than a small tree, and Xin Chun's hands couldn't close properly, only reaching to her sides.
Rong Bo saw this scene and imagined himself in Xie Dong's position, his penis deep inside Xin Chun's bright red vagina. His size was much larger than Xie Dong's, and he was sure it would excite Xin Chun even more. Thinking of this, his penis twitched and ejaculated on the floor.
Xie Dong simply left Xin Chun's vagina, moved to her side, and asked Lao Li to move aside, forcibly kissing Xin Chun. Xin Chun had no resistance left, letting Xie Dong's tongue and saliva flow into her mouth, accepting it all.
After kissing for a while, they separated, and Xie Dong nodded to Lao Li. Old Li shoved his ugly, dark penis back into Xin Chun's mouth, enjoying her service. This time, Xin Chun meticulously cleaned Old Li's penis, scrubbing the glans, the coronal sulcus, and then his testicles, making Old Li so happy he almost howled like a wolf. Xie Dong laughed beside him, telling Old Li to be quiet, or he wouldn't be able to play if they saw.
"You clean my hair with your mouth too!" Old Li wanted to replicate Xie Dong's experience.
Xin Chun smiled lightly, revealing her white teeth, and then began to actively kiss Old Li's mouth, which was covered in dentures. Old Li didn't care that Xin Chun had just cleaned Xie Dong and even drank Xie Dong's saliva. Then she licked down his chest to his navel, her nimble tongue exploring deep inside!
"This little girl is good at exploring!" Old Li said with a smile, stroking Xin Chun's hair.
Xin Chun grabbed Old Li's arm, lifting it up to reveal her silvery-white armpit hair. Old Li was a little embarrassed by his own smell, because Chairman Xie had told him he couldn't shower today. But Old Li knew he had a strong "old man smell," and being usually very clean, he dreaded his family's disgusted expressions. Yet today he was being forced to expose his insecurities, which was incredibly awkward.
However, Xin Chun didn't seem to mind the smell. She stretched out her slender fingers and played with her already graying armpit hair, then smelled it and said, "Grandpa Li smells like an old man! So strong." Without waiting for Old Li's response, she licked her armpit hair with her tongue. Before
Old Li could even think of an excuse to explain this embarrassment, a tingling sensation came from under his armpit, like a kitten licking his hand, only much stronger. Old Li's mind seemed to have fallen into an inescapable hell; he felt weak and powerless, and no matter how much he struggled, it was useless. He could only let Xin Chun clean him. After cleaning one side, she moved to the other. The sensory stimulation made Old Li's breathing rapid and labored.
Seeing that things weren't going well, Chairman Xie quickly stopped Xin Chun's movements, saying, "Old Li has a heart condition; we can't give him such a strong stimulus. Slow down."
Xin Chun nodded, ceasing her efforts to clean Old Li and instead focusing on warming his already limp penis.
Old Li, being older, was breathing more smoothly, but his penis was still only swollen, not very hard. However, he only wanted to have sex with a top-tier girl like Xin Chun, so even if it wasn't very hard, he wanted to try.
Xin Chun knew Old Li's thoughts, so she obediently lay down, opening her legs in an M-shape, ready to let Grandpa Li's penis in.
"Ah!..." As soon as the head of Old Li's penis touched Xin Chun's vulva, he couldn't help but try to force his semi-soft penis in, but it wasn't hard enough. Old Li tried for a long time, but his penis twisted and turned like a konjac jelly that couldn't be aligned properly. Finally, the head of his penis went in little by little, but by then, the penis had already gone limp. Xin Chun's little hole was tickled by Lao Li's touch, and she kept panting, occasionally making "hmm...oh..." sounds, her lower body constantly twisting. Lao Li found it even more difficult to insert accurately.
Lao Li was exhausted and covered in sweat, while Xin Chun was also aroused to the point of being dripping wet, her little mouth half-open, wanting the grandfather-aged man in front of her to put his penis into her incredibly wet little hole, but unfortunately Lao Li's penis was really uncooperative, becoming softer and softer.
Lao Li sighed, sat on the ground and gave up, saying, "Xin Chun, Grandpa is really old, I'm very itchy and want it, but I just can't get it hard."
Xin Chun didn't say anything, but moved her nipple, which was still overflowing with milk, in Lao Li's mouth, and then put the soft nipple into his mouth, saying, "Drink some milk to replenish yourself and rest for a while, I'll serve you."
Xin Chun fed Grandpa Li like a baby for a few minutes. Then she knelt down and took Lao Li's soft penis into her mouth, her fingers also wet with her own vaginal fluid, gently touching Lao Li's anus, using both methods simultaneously. Old Li was moaning and groaning as he was being sucked, his dentures almost falling out. His hands were pressing down on Xin Chun's head; he seemed close to ejaculating.
Xin Chun found it amusing; Old Li's penis wasn't hard, yet it seemed to be on the verge of ejaculation. She used her tongue to circle the coronal sulcus of his penis in her mouth, and his penis slowly grew larger, still soft, but it looked like he was about to ejaculate.
Xin Chun looked up at Old Li, their eyes meeting. His clear, large eyes paired with slightly furrowed eyebrows gave Old Li a sense of pleasure, a bullying pleasure akin to forcing a young girl to do something uncomfortable. His penis twitched, and semen flowed out.
Yes, not ejaculated, but flowed.
Xin Chun felt as if the penis in her mouth was bursting open like a soup dumpling, only this soup was fishy and plentiful. Although the old man's semen tasted disgusting, she continued sucking, hoping to clean him completely in one go. Xin Chun only released Lao Li after she felt that his penis had stopped leaking semen, and covered her mouth with her hand.
"Xin Chun, open it up and let everyone see!" Chairman Xie said.
Xin Chun slowly tilted her head back and opened her mouth. She saw white teeth stuck together with thick yellow semen, some of which was clumped together, and there was quite a lot of it.
"Old Li, how long has it been since you last came out! It's so thick!" Chairman Xie said with a laugh.
Old Li said embarrassedly, "I think I haven't had sex for six or seven years. Most of the time I just get massages from girls, just touching them. No girl wants to be with an old man... and I can't get an erection."
"Then you've hit the jackpot! Want Miss Xin Chun...?" Chairman Xie made a drinking gesture.
But Old Li remained silent.
Xin Chun smiled at Old Li with her mouth closed, then closed her eyes, tilted her head back so Old Li could clearly see her throat, and gulped down the thick semen. Then she bent down to clean the remaining semen off Old Li's penis.
After watching this erotic show, Rong Bo remained silent and quietly left the reading room.
Chapter Eight
"I saw what happened to you late last night." Rong Bo struggled countless times with the text message he sent to Xin Chun. He typed and deleted, typed and deleted again. He had originally written a long, rambling message, saying he had accidentally entered Xin Chun's life, or that he was deeply impressed by that night, sometimes wanting to hold on, sometimes engaging in self-torture, spending over half an hour on it before finally summarizing it in such simple words.
The message was quickly marked as read, but Rong Bo received no response, and this continued for three or four days.
After taking a day off, Rong Bo went back to the night shift. Tonight was uneventful again; the reading room, where the shocking scene from that day had unfolded, returned to its quiet darkness. The night shift no longer saw Chairman Xie and Old Li. After dealing with the recycling room and work records, it was already midnight. After his usual patrol, he was drenched in sweat. As he entered the guardhouse to open the refrigerator for a drink, he saw a familiar glass water bottle filled with white liquid on the duty desk, its surface covered in condensation, indicating it was ice-cold. Next to the bottle was a note with neat handwriting that read: "Things aren't what you think!"
"Otherwise, what are they?" Rong Bo thought to himself. Not only did he think about it, but Rong Bo also replied with a text message.
Not long after, Rong Bo received another message from Xin Chun, this time a video file with the message: "We've been filmed."
Rong Bo clicked on the video; it showed a young woman completely naked, sucking the penis of an older man. The scene was in the guardhouse's storeroom. Although the storeroom lights weren't bright, the video quality was very high, with ample brightness and contrast.
Rong Bo couldn't wait for the video to finish playing and rushed into the storeroom. After turning on the lights, he almost fainted. Sure enough, there were two cameras in the corner of the ceiling, and they were quite large; it seemed they weren't intentionally installed for covert filming. Suddenly, another text message arrived, and Rong Bo quickly went to check.
"Go look outside my balcony, and you'll see," was a text message from Xin Chun.
Xin Chun lived on the 10th floor of the building. However, some of the escape doors on the 10th-floor corridor led to the exterior wall, where a descent device was installed for fire escape. This descent device circled the entire building, and air conditioning workers sometimes used it for construction. Only the security guards had the keys to the escape doors leading to the exterior wall. Rong Bo, a retired Marine Corps soldier and a regular swimmer, could easily climb through the window. He
finally reached the balcony of Xin Chun's bedroom, only to find the bedroom light off and the window wide open, presumably opened by Xin Chun. However, the bedroom seemed empty. Rong Bo hesitated to enter, but since Xin Chun had said so, there must be a reason. He could only wait with his back to the exterior wall. About ten minutes later, the bedroom light came on.
"Sorry to keep you waiting, Miss Chen. My husband is home tonight, so I had to come to your place." Upon hearing this, Rong Bo immediately focused, recognizing the familiar voice of Chairman Xie.
"Wow! I haven't been to a woman's room since I got married at 28, it smells so good!" Then a familiar voice was heard, it was Old Li.
Rong Bo couldn't see anything with his back to the window, so in a panic he jumped onto the balcony and crouched under the window to peek. Luckily, the window was high enough to hide his body, and the potted plants outside the window just covered him.
"You guys are going too far! Didn't you say you'd already made up for it last time? You promised to delete the video but you didn't." Rong Bo clearly saw Xin Chun sitting on the edge of the bed, wearing a long shirt-style pajama and tight-fitting sports pants. Judging from the protruding nipples, she probably wasn't wearing a bra.
"We'll delete it! We just didn't say when." Xie Dong said with a smile.
"Since you won't delete it, then I don't need to cooperate with you. Please leave, go ahead and publish it if you want! I'll also sue you for threatening me with rape." Xin Chun said firmly.
"Don't refuse so quickly! I haven't even suggested it yet!" Xie Dong said. Old Li also chimed in from the side, "Yeah! Yeah!"
“How about this, this is the last time, and I'll delete the video afterwards?” Xie Dong’s proposal made Xin Chun’s heart flutter.
(Why would Xin Chun agree to them?) Rong Bo wondered.
“Hmm…” Xin Chun hesitated without answering.
Seeing that she didn’t react, Xie Dong immediately sat down next to Xin Chun and put his hand on her shoulder to comfort her: “Just agree! What else could we two old men do? You can protect Rong’s family; besides, we didn’t intentionally record you. It just so happens that last week some residents’ belongings went missing, so the management committee installed a camera in the warehouse. And it’s just a regular one, not a pinhole one. Haha! It’s fate.” After Xie Dong finished speaking, he began to stroke Xin Chun’s soft hand with his other hand.
At this point, Rong Bo understood. It turned out that Xie Dong had unintentionally recorded the video in the warehouse and was using it to blackmail Xin Chun. Why not blackmail Rong Bo himself? He probably knew that he didn’t have anything to offer, and blackmailing him would be futile.
Seeing that Xin Chun didn't respond, Chairman Xie moved his hand from her shoulder to her slender waist, his fingers slipping inside her nightgown to caress her delicate flesh.
Her waist was one of Xin Chun's erogenous zones, and the rough touch of the older man's fingers naturally made her tingle. Her body trembled, twisting and turning, adding to her sensuality. "No...don't touch there, it's so itchy," Xin Chun protested softly.
This only fueled Chairman Xie's desire. He simply placed both hands on Xin Chun's waist and abdomen, stroking them back and forth. Xin Chun couldn't take it anymore; her breathing quickened, and her body trembled even more violently, like someone just stepping into a freezing bathroom in winter and taking off their clothes, their entire body quivering.
Chairman Xie couldn't resist. His hands on Xin Chun's body, so soft it felt boneless, trembling as he caressed her, finding it incredibly arousing. He watched as Xin Chun's small mouth exhaled the unique scent of a beautiful woman, her white teeth clenched together because of the itch, adding to her sensuality. Having lived this long, Xie Dong had never seen a woman so alluring to a man, and he couldn't resist opening his pig-like mouth to kiss her.
Rong Bo, watching this from outside the window, was furious, his fists clenched tightly.
"Stick your tongue out!" Xie Dong commanded.
"No...don't kiss me...!" Xin Chun said, enduring the ticklish sensation.
Xie Dong tightened his grip. "Stick your tongue out or not? Stick it in my mouth and give your husband a good clean."
Xin Chun was unbearably itchy, so she had no choice but to stick her bright red tongue into Xie Dong's mouth. It seemed as if Xin Chun was kissing Xie Dong.
Rong Bo couldn't help but mutter to himself, "Pervert."
Xie Dong, having kissed the beautiful woman, didn't stop with his hands, unbuttoning Xin Chun's nightgown one button at a time, his fat hands reaching inside to touch Xin Chun's 32F breasts.
Old Li, who had been waiting patiently, immediately reached out and began to knead Xin Chun's breasts as soon as they were exposed. Thanks to proper foreplay, Xin Chun's mammary glands were already open, and with a little pressure from Old Li and Xie Dong, milk gushed out.
"Looks like you have plenty of milk!" Old Li opened his large, yellow-toothed mouth, missing two or three teeth, and sucked on Xin Chun's nipple like a suction cup. Xin Chun felt a warm flow from her nipple, her body unable to resist the stimulation, trembling even without Xie Dong's tickling… her daughter's milk was now flowing into the old man's mouth.
"It hurts… um! Be gentle, Uncle Li… you… suck so hard, my breasts will get even darker." Xin Chun pulled away from Xie Dong's kiss, speaking between breathless gasps.
Afraid that Old Li would suckle both breasts dry, Xie Dong quickly started sucking on the other. The two bald old men lowered their heads against the bare, full breasts of the young woman. Xin Chun closed her eyes, tilted her head back, and bit her lower lip, clearly enduring a great deal of physical stimulation.
Every now and then, Old Li and Director Xie would lightly nibble at Xin Chun's nipples, a slight pain and a slight itch that made Xin Chun tremble as if she were having an orgasm.
A few minutes later, Old Li and Director Xie, having finished their late-night snack, removed their mouths from the swollen nipples and said, "We've served you, now it's your turn to serve us."
Uncle Rong saw that Xin Chun's nipples were still oozing bright white milk, flowing down her abdomen and thighs. Her 32F breasts had become even softer because of the milk.
"Serve...serve what?" Xin Chun finally caught her breath and opened her big eyes to ask.
A moment later, Old Li and Director Xie stripped naked, revealing two drooping, aged bodies. Two limp penises hung limply between their legs.
"Your task today is to help us wake up our little brothers," Director Xie said.
Compared to that day in the dimly lit reading room, the two old penises in his bedroom now looked even older, and their limp appearance made it hard to believe he could wake them up.
“I don’t know… if it will work… as long as you keep your word this time, I’m willing to try,” Xin Chun said.
“It will work, it definitely will. We succeeded last time, right?” Chairman Xie said, then took Xin Chun’s small hand and put it in his own penis; Old Li followed suit.
Rong Bo watched from outside the window as Xin Chun sat on the edge of the bed, with two old men standing beside her, and she was holding their penises, being instructed to stroke their limp, pig-intestine-like penises. He felt a pang of resentment.
Xin Chun stroked for a long time, but Chairman Xie and Old Li’s penises were still limp. Seeing that Xin Chun didn’t make any other moves, Chairman Xie moved his penis to Xin Chun’s mouth. “Little darling, using your hand doesn’t feel like anything, use your mouth!”
Xin Chun looked at the glans of Chairman Xie’s penis, its wrinkles still etched, and the scent of an old man wafted over. But she still stuck out her tongue and licked along the coronal sulcus of Xie Dong's penis. Xie Dong's penis swelled up a little, which encouraged Xin Chun. She took the entire penis into her mouth and let Xie Dong thrust in and out.
"Ugh...it's...getting bigger, isn't it!" Xin Chun asked while sucking on Xie Dong.
"Oh...suck harder, I can feel it," Xie Dong said.
Xie Dong was too fat to see Xin Chun serving him below. He could only feel a moist heat in his lower body. He began to actively move his thick waist, letting his penis go in and out of Xin Chun's mouth.
Old Li saw that his boss was playing with Xin Chun's mouth. He kneaded Xin Chun's breasts while also taking off Xin Chun's tight pants and underwear. Her beautiful labia were exposed, slightly damp and glistening. It seemed that the two older men, after caressing the young beauty for a while, had developed arousal. Old Li had already felt the moist, clear fluid secreting from Xin Chun's labia. Old Li had never encountered a vagina of this caliber in his life. Xin Chun's physiological changes triggered an impulse in Old Li, and he opened his mouth and licked Xin Chun's vagina.
"Mmm... Uncle Li, there... it's dirty. No... it's so sore... so itchy." Xin Chun couldn't help but spit out Xie Dong's penis and gasped.
"This girl is super sensitive! I'm going to fuck her until she dies." Seeing that Xin Chun was aroused, Xie Dong's penis also hardened. He immediately moved away, pushed Old Li aside, and finally managed to touch his own penis, pressing it against Xin Chun's labia, rubbing the glans against them. However, because Xie Dong was so fat, it took several attempts to accurately insert it into Xin Chun's vagina. Mr. Xie struggled for a long time but still couldn't penetrate. The old fat man was exhausted and covered in sweat, but after all, he was getting old, and his penis began to soften and shrink. However, Xin Chun was aroused by Mr. Xie's glans, and her juices flowed freely. Her vagina felt sore and itchy, but she just couldn't get satisfied.
"I'm soft again, Miss Chen. I'll have to trouble you to be on top so I can have a good time," Mr. Xie said to Xin Chun. Then he lay down on Xin Chun's bed, his heavy body pressing down on the bed so hard that it made Xin Chun moan. Mr. Xie was almost sinking into the mattress, and his sweaty body stained Xin Chun's sheets.
"Being penetrated by an old man can be called coercion, but how do you explain the woman-on-top position?" Xin Chun was unwilling, but she had no choice but to cooperate with Mr. Xie's needs. She held Mr. Xie's soft penis, which was covered in her juices, and began to lick it. Her little tongue moved around the glans and coronal sulcus, and occasionally she took Mr. Xie's testicles into her mouth, giving him the greatest pleasure and stimulation.
Not long after, Xie Dong's old penis stood up again. Having learned from her previous experience, Xin Chun knew that an old man's erection was easily softened, so she seized the opportunity to sit on Xie Dong, positioning him on top of her, pressing his penis against her vagina. Her vagina was gradually pushed open by Xie Dong's glans.
Rong Bo, seeing this from outside the window, could no longer resist. He pushed open the screen window and shouted, "You two bastards!" and then rushed at Xie Dong.
Xie Dong was immersed in the tenderness of Xin Chun's vagina—a rare experience in his old age where he could successfully penetrate without medication. Rong Bo's roar pulled him back to reality. The huge contrast stunned Xie Dong. Seeing Rong Bo's vicious appearance, he tried to get up and run away, but his obesity and old age, coupled with Xin Chun pressing down on him, prevented him from turning over. He could only protect his face with his hands, but still managed to take a punch. His eyes immediately went blurry.
Old Li, who was originally standing up to feed Xin Chun with his penis, saw this and hurriedly grabbed Rong Bo to protect him. However, Old Li was over seventy years old, and compared to Rong Bo, who was in his fifties, he was much weaker. He was quickly thrown to the ground and could only hold onto Rong Bo's leg, punching him repeatedly. But actually, Rong Bo hit Old Li more often.
Director Xie cleaned up and hurriedly made a phone call: "Come up and help!" Then he went to open the door.
Rong Bo knew that Director Xie was going to call for help, so he quickly released Old Li and rushed at Director Xie again to fight him. Director Xie endured three punches and managed to unlock the door.
Soon after, a burly man in his forties came upstairs, separated the two, and subdued Rong Bo.
"Ah Pao, tie him up!" Director Xie shouted angrily, pressing his wound.
Although short, Ah Pao was incredibly strong. No matter how much Rong Bo struggled, he seemed unable to escape Ah Pao's powerful arms. Ah Pao used a plastic rope to tie Rong Bo's wrists behind his back, and his ankles were similarly bound. His mouth was stuffed into Xin Chun's underwear.
Rong Bo tasted a familiar female scent. Ironically, the owner of the underwear was naked in front of him, her hands covering her chest, terrified.
Director Xie angrily said, "I wasn't bothering you, but you've already started acting up!" He then kicked Rong Bo.
"Don't hit him!" Xin Chun cried out to stop him.
"Strange! What's so good about this guy? He's poor and useless. But we can take you down thanks to this old man." Chairman Xie, still angry, revealed the truth.
Old Li chimed in, "That's right! Actually, we didn't record you on purpose, it's just that we've been losing too much stock lately..." Old Li blurted out. "Tsk
!" Chairman Xie made a sound of interruption, giving Old Li a meaningful look.
"It's because of you, this useless man, that Miss Chen cooperated with us! Speaking of which, we really have to thank you. After we recorded your video, we sent it to Miss Chen. We thought that if Miss Chen didn't agree, we would save the video on a USB drive and send it to your Rong Bo's house for your wife to watch, to tell her that Rong Bo wasn't even at work, but was just messing around with the residents. We didn't think Miss Chen would agree, we just asked casually, but we didn't expect Miss Chen to actually agree." After
Chairman Xie's explanation, Rong Bo finally understood why Xin Chun had suddenly been avoiding him.
Chairman Xie walked to Xin Chun's side, pulled her hands away from her chest, and her two large breasts, still dripping with milk, swayed seductively in the air. A Pao stared in astonishment, his penis gradually hardening. Chairman Xie continued, "I just don't understand after watching the video! Why didn't Miss Chen choose us, but chose you? I have a ton of money, and you're just a security guard. Thinking about this makes me really unhappy. Why can you, Uncle Rong, touch those breasts, suck her milk, and she even has your penis in her mouth; while I can only occasionally take advantage of you?" Chairman Xie forcefully pulled on the breasts dripping white milk, causing some to spray out.
"It's alright, since Uncle Rong is here, I'm even happier. Come on... let this old man suck my cock to calm my nerves." Chairman Xie said, sitting on the bed, shaking his now-soft penis back and forth, gesturing for Xin Chun to put it in her mouth.
"No... not in front of him, I beg you." Xin Chun refused, ashamed.
Xie Dong pried open Xin Chun's mouth and forcefully shoved his penis inside. "Look, she'll be licking it with relish in a minute," Xie Dong said to Rong Bo as he thrust in and out of Xin Chun's mouth.
Old Li also moved his limp penis next to Xin Chun, pulling her hand and making her stroke his penis.
Rong Bo was helpless, only able to sit on the ground whimpering and watching the two men play with Xin Chun.
"Do you like your husband's penis?" Xie Dong asked with a lewd grin.
Facing Xin Chun with his penis inserted in her mouth, Rong Bo was unwilling, but unable to speak with his mouth full, he could only shake his head desperately in denial.
A Pao, who was standing nearby, immediately kicked Rong Bo, who doubled over in pain.
"Don't hit me, don't hit me. I'll cooperate with everything," Xin Chun hurriedly spat out Xie Dong's penis.
“That’s a good girl!” Xie Dong said, then smeared the pre-ejaculate from his glans onto Xin Chun’s lips. Xin Chun didn’t dare refuse and could only let Xie Dong play with her.
“Stick out your tongue and taste it, tell your husband what it tastes like,” Xie Dong said.
Xin Chun obediently stuck out her tongue and licked the clear fluid from the glans and her lips into her mouth. “Salty, with a bit of a fishy taste,” Xin Chun said.
“So what should I say next?” Xie Dong asked deliberately.
“Husband’s… is the best. I… like to eat everything.” Xin Chun finally managed to spit out these words.
Xin Chun then took Xie Dong’s entire penis into her mouth, making lewd “glug! glug!” sounds. Xie Dong’s penis gradually regained its vitality under Xin Chun’s oral sex.
After seeing that Xie Dong’s penis was hard, Xin Chun got up and sat in Xie Dong’s lap, holding Xie Dong’s penis to prepare to insert it, but Xie Dong said, “No, this time use yours…” and pointed to Xin Chun’s left nipple.
“You can do it, right!” Xie Dong said.
Xin Chun didn’t respond, but knelt back down, cupped her breasts, and clamped Xie Dong’s hardened penis between them, stroking it up and down.
This obscene scene filled Rong Bo with resentment, but he could only whimper in protest. A Pao, the youngest, was already rock hard, but without his boss’s orders, he dared not move.
Xie Dong was almost about to ejaculate from Xin Chun’s breasts. He was worried that if he ejaculated, he would have nothing left to do. He tried to move slightly, but Xin Chun didn’t let him go. Xie Dong cried out in desperation, “Stop…stop…I…ah!”
Xie Dong’s penis wasn’t long. With Xin Chun’s breasts clamping it, the glans disappeared. To make Xie Dong ejaculate more, Xin Chun quickly released her breasts and clamped Xie Dong’s swollen glans between her lips. Xin Chun sensed that Xie Dong wanted to retreat and reduce his losses, but Xin Chun wanted to finish Xie Dong off in one go. She wouldn’t allow the old man to rest and recuperate. The inside of her mouth pressed tightly against the disgusting old man's penis, using her sexy mouth—the small mouth many men dream of—to make the old man ejaculate.
Xie Dong couldn't escape, his whole body weak, only able to straighten his legs. His aged, heavy muscles were pitifully stiff, unable to express the pleasure and stimulation from the penis. Xie Dong felt as if all his strength was disappearing.
His penis could no longer hold back the semen, and he could only let Xin Chun's sexy, alluring mouth draw him in, the semen exploding in her mouth. Xie Dong could only lie on the bed screaming "Ahhh!" Rong Bo saw Xie Dong's large legs dangle vertically to the floor beside the bed, tremble a few times, and then lose all strength; it seemed Xie Dong had ejaculated directly into Xin Chun's mouth.
Although this wasn't the first time he'd seen Xie Dong perform oral sex on his beloved woman, witnessing it up close still broke Rong Bo's heart.
Xin Chun, her mouth still full of semen, carefully cleaned Xie Dong's penis, her soft lips rubbing against it. The stimulation of the penis after ejaculation was often unbearable for a man, but Xie Dong was powerless to resist, only able to moan and groan as Xin Chun used her seductive arts.
After three or five minutes of this, Xin Chun sat down beside Xie Dong on the bed, opening her small mouth to show him how full it was of semen. Then, she slowly swallowed Xie Dong's hard-won semen, mouthful by mouthful.
Xie Dong was still unable to speak. Suddenly, he had a strange feeling; he felt that Xin Chun wasn't the victim, but he himself was. Because he couldn't stop Xin Chun's manipulation and willpower at all. Only when Xin Chun used her mouth, her large breasts, and her vagina could no man resist.
Suddenly, Xie Dong cried out, "Ouch!" He clutched his calf, crying out that he had a cramp. A Pao rushed over to massage it, and he felt a little better.
Finally, Xie Dong caught his breath and said, "You...you're pretty good." Then he turned to Lao Li and said, "Lao Li, it's your turn."
Lao Li had been waiting for this for a long time, but he didn't want to be like Xie Dong, getting knocked out by Xin Chun the moment he went up... Instead, he took the opposite approach, helping Xin Chun onto the bed, half-sitting and half-lying against the pillows, while he sat
next to her so everyone could see. Lao Li played with Xin Chun's large breasts, the pressure of his thumb kneading them just right, making Xin Chun gasp repeatedly: "Ah! Uncle Li...Xin Chun's breasts...nipples...so itchy, so sore! Milk...milk keeps flowing out...flowing...ah...non-stop."
Lao Li didn't care about the taste in Xin Chun's mouth, opening his mouth to French kiss her, occasionally letting his saliva flow into her mouth.
"Does my saliva taste good?" Lao Li asked.
"Uncle... your saliva has... a taste... but Xin Chun... is willing... ah! My breasts are so itchy... I'm willing to drink it all." Xin Chun closed her eyes and swallowed the saliva that Old Li was drooling out.
Then Old Li stood on the bed, making Xin Chun tilt her head back to face the ceiling, while he spread her anus open with his hands and said to Xin Chun's mouth, "Come on!! Help me scratch my itch."
"Old Li, you really have a lot of tricks up your sleeve, it's disgusting!" Xie Dong said with a laugh from the side. Rong Bo kept weakly shouting, "Don't lick! Don't lick!"
Xin Chun did not disappoint Old Li. Everyone clearly saw Xin Chun stick out her tongue, like a paintbrush, brushing back and forth on Old Li's wrinkled anus, which became shiny with saliva.
The tingling sensation from his anus made Old Li's legs almost give way, and he could only stand up by holding onto the wall.
Every now and then, Xin Chun would thrust her tongue into Old Li's anus, stirring deep inside, and the sensory stimulation made Old Li unable to control his saliva, his limbs stiff, like someone with cerebral palsy. After a few minutes of drilling, Xin Chun simply flipped over and pressed Lao Li face down against the wall, pressing her lips against Lao Li's anus, kissing his filthy anus with her sexy little mouth. Everyone saw Xin Chun's tongue and lips moving inside Lao Li's anus, while Lao Li's buttocks became increasingly raised.
Control was back in Xin Chun's hands!
Xin Chun pushed Lao Li down, using one hand to masturbate him, while the other pulled up Lao Li's arm and licked his armpit, making the tingling sensation even more intense, until after cleaning for a while. Then she took Lao Li's penis into her mouth, giving him oral sex up and down, and soon Lao Li became erect. Xin Chun herself was much more aroused, sitting on Lao Li, holding the old man's penis, letting the glans slide into her wet labia.
"Finally! It's in." Ah Pao, who was watching from the side, was stunned.
“Ah! Ah!… Uncle Li… you’re fucking me… fucking Xin Chun’s flower…” Xin Chun’s movements had the gentleness of a Japanese woman, powerful but not hurried, rhythmically swaying her vulva, while also grabbing Old Li’s hand and pressing it against her breasts, kneading them. Although there wasn’t as much milk as at the beginning, quite a bit sprayed out. From Old Li’s perspective, white milk droplets floated in the air and fell down, the milk rain dripping onto his face, chest, and the pillow beside him, the sound of the falling milk like a drizzle.
“Uncle Li… Uncle… you’re so hard… you’re going to break me… where do you want to shoot?” Xin Chun lay on Old Li, asking coquettishly. Then she took the initiative to stick out her tongue and lick Old Li’s mouth, then put it into his mouth, letting Old Li suck on her fragrant tongue, and swallowing Old Li’s saliva.
“I… I want to shoot inside you! To be your real husband,” Old Li said between breaths.
"Husband...husband...you have to give me a good ejaculation! I...I'll get pregnant...my breasts will be full of milk again..." Xin Chun had already reached her climax, her delicate body writhing.
Old Li felt his lower body being squeezed unbearably. At his age, being able to perform oral sex in front of a beauty of Xin Chun's caliber without ejaculating was already the pinnacle of his ability. This rhythmic sexual writhing had long been unbearable, and his glans could no longer hold back the semen, which spurted out in streams.
"Ah...! So hot...so hot...I...my whole body...is yours..." Xin Chun's whole body went limp on Old Li's body, panting, letting Old Li use his last bit of strength to let his penis, at the end of ejaculation, thrust into her wet little hole three or five times.
Old Li had never had sex with a woman so intensely in his life, and now he was completely satisfied. However, when Old Li turned to look at Director Xie, he found his face ashen, and of course, he didn't dare to speak.
"Go serve my driver too." Director Xie was furious that Old Li had taken the initiative, and asked Ah Pao to help him save face.
"I...I..." Ah Pao was Xie Dong's driver who had recently started working for him. He originally drove a taxi, but one time when he picked up Xie Dong at the high-speed rail station, Xie Dong noticed Ah Pao's muscular build and learned during their conversation that he had a sixth-degree black belt in karate, so he hired him as both driver and bodyguard.
Before Ah Pao could even agree, a woman's perfume wafted over, followed by a soft, boneless female body falling into his arms.
"You...don't you like me?" Xin Chun asked Ah Pao, then took his large, rough hand and began kneading her proud breasts.
"You...are so beautiful," Ah Pao managed to say, trembling.
Xin Chun didn't speak, but pulled down Ah Pao's pants and underwear. Ah Pao's penis, already erect and sprang out, emitted a strong stench of male urine. Ah Pao's penis was a full 18 centimeters long, startling everyone present.
"I'm sorry, I've been working all day, I haven't had time..." Although he knew his boss was threatening Xin Chun, Ah Pao still felt very apologetic to the beautiful woman before him.
“It’s okay, I understand. You’re already hard, it’s not good for your health if you don’t ejaculate.” Xin Chun got up and whispered in A Pao’s ear, completely unconcerned about the smell of A Pao’s penis. She opened her mouth and took it in, her beautiful head swaying back and forth, using her lips to stroke A Pao’s penis. A Pao felt that all the sticky grime, sweat, and urine from the whole day had melted away in that beautiful little mouth.
After Xin Chun made A Pao’s penis even harder, she got up and stood by the bed, her back to A Pao, her upper body lying on the bed, letting her labia slide up and down against A Pao’s penis like a train track, without penetrating. The moist labia rubbed against A Pao’s hard penis, the hot and slippery feeling making A Pao unable to help but sway his waist. The penis didn’t need to be supported by his hands, A Pao exerted force, and the glans pushed open the labia.
Xin Chun was instantly penetrated by A Pao’s younger, harder penis, and her whole body immediately lost strength, her upper body limply lying on the bed. Ah Pao was only in his early forties, still full of youthful vigor, and immediately took the initiative, forcefully thrusting into Xin Chun.
"Yes! Yes! Yes! That's how you do it. Thrust harder!" Xie Dong shouted from the side. Just like when he usually ordered Ah Pao to beat someone, he didn't have to do it himself; ordering his subordinates to beat and fuck someone was the same principle. Xie Dong also felt a sense of proxy conquest, and his blood was excited.
Heavy flesh colliding with flesh, Xin Chun's soft yet firm breasts, because Xin Chun was lying face down on the bed, rolled back and forth on the bed like dough being kneaded and deformed by a baker.
"Ah ah! You're too long... ah... too hard... you're going to break me... be gentle... ah be gentle... I'm about to be fucked through." In the dead of night, accompanied by Xin Chun's extremely lewd moans. Rong Bo couldn't bear to watch anymore, tears streaming from his tightly closed eyes. His
beloved woman was being fucked by three men in front of him, experiencing orgasm after orgasm, dying and coming back to life. This was the most unbearable summer night for Rong Bo.
Chapter Nine, The Scheme of Color (Part 1)
A pure white Maserati sped along National Highway 3, passing through the Miaoli area. The blue sky and windmills created a beautiful scene, but the heavily reflective dark windows only vaguely revealed a woman and three men sitting inside.
The voluptuous woman, well into her thirties, sat in the back seat, wearing an elegant black dress with a deep V-neck that dazzled the eye, paired with a platinum Tiffany necklace. It was clear that the woman had a very full bust, her breasts hanging naturally, as if flaunting their natural beauty; she appeared to be wearing no bra. The woman's face was flushed; although the windows of this high-end car were designed for privacy, she was still very shy. Because one side of her black dress had been pulled down, an old man, like a baby, rested his head on a pillow under the woman's lap, sucking on her large breasts. His wrinkled, aged mouth moved incessantly, like a baby's, with a little white liquid at the corner of his mouth, indicating a considerable flow. The old man was over 70 years old; who else could it be but Chairman Xie?
"Miss Chen, you really have a lot of milk! I'm almost full." Chairman Xie spat out the swollen, red nipple from his mouth, while his right hand curiously played with the woman's breast, squeezing out milk. This caused the woman to gasp softly.
The other elderly man sitting in the front seat was Old Li, whose face clearly showed envy as he said, "Mr. Xie, you've been suckling from Taipei all the way to the highway, on and off for over an hour, and you still haven't finished Miss Chen's milk. Miss Chen is truly gifted."
This beautiful woman was Xin Chun.
"Yes! I usually can't even finish one side of a small cake, so I squeeze out quite a bit every day and freeze it." Xin Chun said, gently stroking Mr. Xie's large, bald head, like a mother gently touching a child.
Old Li felt something was off! However, because the scene was so touching, although for a moment Xin Chun's unusually proactive attitude today, so different from her usual coerced victim mentality, was strange, he was immediately overwhelmed by Xin Chun's performance.
"Brother Li, my right breast is also swollen, would you like to help me out later...?" Xin Chun noticed Old Li's suspicion and reached for her left breast, which was swollen and full, milk flowing out with just a light touch.
Xin Chun's actions successfully diverted Old Li's attention. Old Li watched as white fluid seeped from the cleavage of Xin Chun's black dress. Xin Chun's hands moved with extreme gentleness, causing the white droplets seeping from the dress to slowly grow like condensation on a dehumidifier, before finally succumbing to their weight and dripping down the dress onto Xie Dong's bald head.
"So lewd." If it weren't for Xie Dong's enjoyment, Old Li would have already rushed over.
Seeing Xin Chun's cooperation, Xie Dong said happily, "Since Miss Chen is so happy, we won't treat you unfairly. As long as we have a good time, we brothers will give you 20% of the money from selling this box of treasures." Hearing
Xie Dong mention the key point, Xin Chun couldn't help but glance at her Tiffany necklace.
"Really? Xie Dong. 20% isn't two thousand yuan, is it? Let me see if it's okay?" Xin Chun deliberately tried to get information out of Xie Dong.
"Haha! Two thousand? You really underestimate me, Boss Xie. You think I go to Thailand every three months just to play around with women?" "Chairman Xie was a little provoked and deliberately pinched Xin Chun's nipple hard.
Xin Chun cried out in pain, "It hurts so much! Tell me!"
Chairman Xie said, "You'll find out soon enough. I can only say it's more than two thousand plus ten thousand." He then continued to suckle Xin Chun's milk.
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A Maserati was followed by an old van with an old man and a young man inside, their expressions focused. It was Uncle Rong and Little Fatty Chen.
"You really deserve credit this time, Little Chen," Uncle Rong said to Little Fatty Chen, who was driving.
"It's nothing, Miss Chen's business is my business. Luckily, I saw something about those two old guys. Once, when I delivered to their apartment building, I smelled a strong chemical odor. I asked a friend, and he said it smelled like heroin. They've also sent samples to customers a few times," Little Fatty Chen said as he drove.
"Yes, yes, yes!" "I also found it strange. That Mr. Xie sends out a bunch of small packages every day, asking you to pick them up. So that's what it was all about..." Uncle Rong said.
"I didn't know at first either. It was only one time when I noticed a strange smell in the car that I discovered one of the packages was torn. After I finished delivering the package, I saw that the smell was coming from there—a white powdery smell. I asked a friend who works at a private investigation agency and found out what happened," Chen Xiaopang said.
"I wonder if Miss Chen will give herself away? I'm so worried," Chen Xiaopang added. "
She definitely won't. She'll definitely pull through," Uncle Rong said.
"I arranged everything at the hotel yesterday. Although it's a high-end motel, the management is actually quite lax. Look." Chen Xiaopang opened his phone and showed Uncle Rong a BPP with an unknown name.
The phone screen showed a very large suite. Clicking into the split screen revealed a bedroom, kitchen, two bathrooms, and a living room. The room was empty, but the sheets and pillowcases were all neatly arranged, waiting for guests to check in.
"How much is this room for one night?" Uncle Rong asked.
"Haha!" "It's really expensive. It usually costs 12,000 a night. I hope the equipment doesn't break down this time," Chen Xiaopang said.
Rong Bo took out 30,000 in cash from his briefcase and said, "I'll pay. Don't argue with me."
Chen Xiaopang glanced at it and smiled, "Put it aside for now! We'll need it tonight." A black Maserati drove into a high-end motel in
Taichung
. The receptionist at the entrance was a young and beautiful woman. Initially, she had a cold expression when the car entered, probably used to seeing big bosses come in for sex. However, when the Maserati driver, A Pao, rolled down the window, the beautiful receptionist couldn't help but glance at Xin Chun, who was wearing a sexy black dress in the back seat. She thought, "It's really not easy for me to have sex with this fat pig-like boss." After the Maserati
drove in, Chen Xiaopang's van arrived ten minutes later. Rong Bo gave Chen Xiaopang 30,000 yuan, 12,000 yuan for the room fee, and the remaining 18,000 yuan to the receptionist. Chen Xiaopang told the receptionist, "Please handle this money."
The receptionist, revealing her beautiful dimples, whispered, "You should also be careful. If we find out, we'll pretend we don't know and call the police to arrest you!"
"Certainly, certainly." Chen Xiaopang tactfully stopped the conversation and drove away.
The van followed, pulling into the parking space inside the room, right next to the Maserati. This arrangement was not a coincidence, but rather the result of the 18,000 yuan fee. It was also an unexpected outcome for Xie Dong and Lao Li next door.
After parking, the two hurriedly got out and went inside. Because setting up and connecting the equipment required considerable effort, they didn't have time to appreciate this top-tier love room that cost around 10,000 yuan. Chen Xiaopang was busy for a while, and the hot weather and long setup time made it difficult. Finally, the equipment was set up, with three other monitors connected to the laptop. Besides the two split-screen displays on the main screen, this was the live feed from the five cameras in the next room.
The main feed was on a 24-inch screen showing a camera angled down from the ceiling at 45 degrees, aimed at the bed in the master bedroom. The image quality was very clear, seemingly high-definition. Chen Xiaopang plugged in the microphone to confirm the recording and handed another earpiece to Rong Bo.
The main screen clearly showed Xin Chun sitting on the bed, with Chairman Xie and Lao Li on the sofa nearby. Chairman Xie was drinking a beverage, while Lao Li was on the phone: "Yes, yes, a total of 60 kilograms. It's A-grade. Wait until 3 PM! Okay, you've come to the right place! No problem! Motels are very safe, and you'll like the program we've arranged for you! Yes, yes, okay, that's all for now, see you later."
"Lao Li! Is everything alright with that stinky boss? He kept asking us for a discount last time." Chairman Xie was a little worried about Lao Li's phone call.
"No problem!" "And this time, Miss Chen is here to help..." Old Li said, reaching out to rub Xin Chun's right breast.
"Hey! Leave some for the customers. Whether we can finish this batch depends on Miss Chen. If you drink it all, what will the customers play with?"
Old Li stopped a bit sullenly, thinking to himself, "Damn it! You drank all of my left breast too."
But Old Li held back and politely asked Chairman Xie, "Chairman Xie, I'm so hard after just one round. Could you let Miss Chen..."
"Damn! You're so old and you still have an erection? Take it off and let Miss Chen see it." Chairman Xie said teasingly.
Old Li moved next to Xin Chun, took her right hand, and stroked his penis, saying, "Then I'll trouble you, Miss Chen. I've endured this all the way from Taipei! Haha. You know, you're not the kind of woman any man can resist." His other hand reached inside Xin Chun's dress and began kneading her left breast.
"Old Li, be careful not to squeeze too hard and let the milk spill out," Xie Dong reminded him while drinking.
Suddenly, Xin Chun spoke up: "If you hadn't threatened me with the video... I wouldn't... have agreed." Xin Chun remembered Xiao Pang's instructions to leave evidence in the video to prove she was forced to participate, thus establishing the fact that she was the victim.
"Of course! Of course! How could Miss Chen possibly be interested in a bunch of old men like us! As long as our guests have their fun today, and you let them enjoy themselves, we'll definitely delete the file and won't bother you anymore." Xie Dong downed his whiskey in one gulp.
Xin Chun didn't even glance at Xie Dong, focusing instead on pulling down Old Li's crotch and underwear, revealing his penis. "What do you mean 'unbearably hard'? This old man can only get bigger; his hardness is different from a young man's. He can barely fit into a small hole."
Xin Chun saw a lot of clear prostatic fluid flowing from Old Li's urethra, soaking his underwear and glans. Xin Chun looked up at Old Li, who grinned with his gold false teeth and said in a lewd way, "Please...please...don't be polite."
Xin Chun thought: I can only try my best to cooperate before the deal is done. Chen Xiaopang and Rong Zhe were watching from next door, a little shy, and started something else. But Xin Chun thought that if they were found out, she, Xiaopang, and Rong Zhe might all be in trouble. Therefore, before she had solid evidence, she had to act as if it were real. She steeled herself, held Old Li's slightly hard penis, slowly opened her mouth, and took it in.
"Ah...!" A wet and warm feeling enveloped the penis. Old Li couldn't help but exhale a mouthful of old man stench, closed his eyes, and a lewd smile appeared on his lips.
Watching the footage from the camera next door, Fatty swallowed hard, his blood surging. Being young, his penis was rock hard, bulging even through his thick jeans. He couldn't help but stroke his own, fantasizing that his dream girl was sucking his penis. But the cruel reality was different. His dream girl was sucking a stinky old man's penis, with disgusting liquid dripping from the tip, forcing her to swallow it. This made his heart race, like a pirate ship. Uncle Rong was
n't much better off, even more so than Fatty. He saw Fatty stroking his own penis through his pants; his woman wasn't just sucking someone else's penis, but someone else was watching her perform oral sex and masturbating.
"Hey! Young man, don't forget why we're here," Uncle Rong couldn't help but shout.
"Hey! Don't worry, the video's been recorded, and there's no evidence of the transaction yet. We can't do anything about it anyway!" Little Fatty protested, but his hands showed no sign of stopping. "Besides, Miss Chen is so hot, I've never even touched her."
"You little rascal!" Uncle Rong said angrily.
"I'm being sincere! Unlike two old men using lewd methods," Little Fatty protested.
"Ah!..." Xin Chun's scream came through the microphone. Little Fatty and Uncle Rong stopped arguing and turned to look intently at the screen, but Little Fatty still didn't stop touching his penis.
The screen clearly showed Old Li taking off all his clothes and nakedly pinning Xin Chun down on the bed, which was why Xin Chun screamed. But Old Li didn't take off Xin Chun's underwear, nor did he go any further. Instead, he moved his wrinkled old buttocks, spread his hands on his buttocks, and sat on Xin Chun's face.
"Old Li, you're disgusting," Director Xie laughed so hard he spat out his drink when he saw Old Li's actions.
"That old beast!" Little Fatty and Uncle Rong cursed in unison, but Old Li couldn't hear them at all.
A strong stench wafted out, and Xin Chun couldn't help but turn her head away, not letting her nose and mouth touch Old Li's anus: "No, no, it stinks, Uncle Li, go wash yourself before you come back." But how could Xin Chun push Old Li away?
"Okay! You help me lick it, then it'll be clean!" Old Li grinned, showing his gold false teeth. Chairman Xie laughed and cursed him as a pervert.
It seemed that Chairman Xie was unwilling to help either, so Xin Chun had no choice but to cooperate and slowly stick out her fragrant tongue, gently touching Old Li's anus. The slightly itchy feeling made Old Li even more uncomfortable, and he grabbed Xin Chun's head and pressed it against his buttocks: "Stretch it out a little longer to lick it." Helpless, Xin Chun could only stretch out her tongue as much as possible, cleaning Old Li's anus like painting.
"Oh oh!!! That's really good. This girl's tongue is so soft and skillful, it's really top-notch!" Old Li exclaimed. "Don't just lick, kiss my chrysanthemum too."
Xin Chun kissed and licked the disgusting anus for several minutes until Lao Li was satisfied before getting up. Xin Chun quickly rushed to the toilet to rinse her mouth with mouthwash.
Lao Li followed her in, and while Xin Chun was facing the sink, he took off her panties and rubbed his glans against her labia. Since she had been caressed by Xie Dong the whole way from Taipei and had just been giving men oral sex, her vagina was already quite wet. So when Lao Li's glans touched her, it felt slippery. Lao Li felt it was time, and without waiting for the bed, he thrust his slightly hard penis into Xin Chun. Xin Chun, who was rinsing her mouth,
neither resisted nor took the initiative, but could only obediently cooperate with Lao Li. As Lao Li's glans rubbed against the outside of her vagina, Xin Chun's legs were already slightly weak and trembling. The sudden insertion of Lao Li's penis made Xin Chun spray out the rinsing in her mouth, and her legs bent. Fortunately, she held onto the sink with her hands so that she did not fall to the ground.
"Ah!!! Brother Li...you're so naughty...I wasn't even ready..." Xin Chun couldn't help but gasp, grabbing wildly and sweeping bottles and jars from the sink onto the floor. Even though it was a setup, Xin Chun's sensitive body still felt the penetration after she became wet, her heart softening instantly.
Seeing Xin Chun's seductive state, Old Li went all out, thrusting hard into her tender buttocks and pulling off her black dress, letting her large 32F breasts sway in the air.
Old Li found that the more he fucked her, the lower Xin Chun's legs bent, so he had to help her back to the bed and insert his wet penis into her vagina again. Xin Chun, who finally had a chance to catch her breath, was immediately penetrated again, her heart pounding so hard she could only moan softly.
Looking at the beautiful woman he was fucking on the bed, Old Li felt a surge of satisfaction, lowered his head, opened his wrinkled mouth, and kissed Xin Chun. Xin Chun didn't resist as Lao Li's tongue entered her mouth, letting his disgusting saliva flow into her mouth and throat without spilling a drop.
Lao Li held her soft, wet vagina in his arms, his penis inside her, his chest pressing against her 32F breasts, which were stained with milk that had accidentally leaked out from the pressure. This lewd scene overwhelmed Lao Li. Without any medication, bringing Xin Chun to the brink of orgasm was already his greatest achievement.
Looking at Xin Chun beneath him, her soft breasts swaying with his thrusts, cute white droplets of milk glistening on her nipples, rolling around. He couldn't resist licking them off, then turned to Xie Dong and asked, "Can I ejaculate inside?"
"Damn! That old pervert. You should ask Xin Chun, not that fat old man, if you want to ejaculate inside!" Chen Xiaopang couldn't resist pulling out his penis and masturbating.
"You're the pervert!" Uncle Rong scolded Little Fatty angrily, but he couldn't stop him.
"No way! That area is for Boss Stinky Head. You can ask Miss Chen where you can shoot," Director Xie replied.
"You heard me, Miss Chen? Wow! Your body is amazing, so soft, fragrant, hot, and wet, like you have no bones. Where can I cum?" Old Li asked.
"Ah... um... you're so annoying... why are you asking me this... question? Just cum on my breasts." Xin Chun finally managed to say that.
"Breasts! That's not good. How about I cum in your mouth? My semen tastes really good, you've produced so much milk today, you need to replenish it!" Old Li said again in a lewd way.
"Damn! Look at Rong Bo, is that something a human would say?" Little Fatty said, both angry and excited.
"You have the nerve to say that to me!" Rong Bo pointed at Little Fatty's little fat penis that he was rubbing. He only got a shameless smile from Little Fatty: "I can't help it! You've already sucked it, I can only watch videos."
"Um... so deep... keep fucking me... don't cum in my mouth! It's disgusting." "Although Xin Chun felt quite aroused while being fucked, she still found it hard to accept the old man's semen.
Old Li ignored Xin Chun's refusal, grabbed his slightly hard penis, and without cleaning it, shoved it into Xin Chun's mouth.
'Miss Chen, eat it all! Not a single drop less. Ahh...it's coming out.' Old Li trembled with pleasure.
Xin Chun felt humiliated, and a tear rolled down her cheek. But the glans in her mouth showed no mercy; the old man's semen cruelly flowed from his glans and urethral opening, filling her mouth with a fishy, salty taste.
'Swallow! Swallow it!'" Old Li forced his still-ejaculating penis down Xin Chun's throat, creating a hole in her throat so that his semen flowed into her esophagus.
Seeing this, Xiao Pang and Uncle Rong quickly zoomed in on the camera. They saw a tiny bit of pale yellow liquid seeping from the corner of Xin Chun's mouth, but it didn't come out; it had clearly been forced down her throat. The two were both angry and excited, but Xiao Pang couldn't help but ejaculate at that moment.
"You should do that too!" Uncle Rong scolded Xiao Pang, but he almost couldn't control himself and started rubbing his own penis.
Just then, Old Li's phone rang. He was ejaculating his last bit of semen and didn't have time to answer. Director Xie answered it for him, only hearing one sentence before hanging up immediately.
"In 10 minutes." "Chairman Xie crossed his two fat index fingers and said 'cross.'
Xin Chun, with tears streaming down her face, cleaned the remaining semen from Old Li's glans, swallowing the semen slowly as she walked to the bathroom to clean herself.
Chapter 10, The Scheme of Lust (Final)
After watching the passionate scene, Xiao Chen and Uncle Rong were unable to react for a long time. After taking a sip of iced coffee, Uncle Rong finally asked, 'Was that scene convincing?'
'Yes! My friend said that if there was a word of refusal, it counts.' Xiao Chen thought for a moment before answering.
'That's good.' Uncle Rong said.
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Chairman Xie quickly went into the bathroom and said to Xin Chun, who was washing, 'You have to do as we originally planned later, otherwise I'll put your video online and let all of Taiwan see your slutty appearance.'
Xin Chun was stunned, letting the water droplets run down her face, and tears also flowed from her beautiful eyes. She could only nod helplessly.
'Miss Chen is really good at acting. Look, she's even facing the camera, plus that sexy chest, it's simply a masterpiece.'" "Xiao Chen exclaimed in admiration.
"You shameless bastard, don't you want anything to happen to Miss Chen?" Uncle Rong cursed in a low voice.
"No way! My classmate is very experienced, our evidence will definitely put those two old guys in jail for eight or ten years." Xiao Chen said confidently.
Not long after, the phone rang in the room. After Chairman Xie answered the phone, he nodded, and then the door opened, and two burly men entered.
"Looks like it must be that scoundrel." "Xiao Chen thought to himself.
The two men were both tall and similar in build, probably around 180 centimeters tall and weighing at least 100 kilograms, with fat, fleshy faces. The younger one had a dragon head tattoo on his right arm; the older one had a "忠" (loyalty) character in regular script tattooed on his arm, and his head was noticeably bald, with only some gray hair on the back and sides of his head. The other man looked to be only about 30 years old, with a large dragon head tattooed on his right arm, but without a body. He had shaved his head completely, and his appearance was strong and fierce.
When Xie Dong saw the older one, he greeted him with a big smile and said, "Big Head, it's been so long, you still look as dashing as ever!"
"You guys from other provinces always talk so formally. Come, come, this is my son, Big Head, look how big his head is!" Big Head said.
The two men walked up to Xie Dong, who smelled a strong body odor and thought, "They really are father and son, even their sweat smells the same." "
Stinky Head and Big Head plopped down on the sofa, unceremoniously grabbing the whiskey on the table, pouring two glasses, adding three or four ice cubes, and downing each glass in one gulp.
'Impressive drinking capacity!' Chairman Xie praised Stinky Head and Big Head, then poured them more drinks.
Young Big Head, flattered by the compliment, couldn't help but grin smugly, revealing his large, yellow teeth. But Stinky Head, clearly shrewd, knew these two were cunning and quickly interrupted, 'Chairman Xie, I think you should stop talking nonsense. What goods did you bring this time? We father and son aren't here to enjoy the air conditioning.'
'Hahaha! Your father's really impatient! We've been doing business for so long, would we lie to you?'" "Chairman Xie lit a cigarette and clapped his hands twice.
Stinky Head and Big Head heard the sound of high heels coming from the bathroom area behind them, and a woman's perfume wafted over. They quickly turned around.
They saw Xin Chun walking out in a bright red dress. Her long, wavy hair cascaded down her back. The dress's front was actually just two large red satin ribbons crossed at her waist, forming a very obvious V-shape, highlighting Xin Chun's large 32F breasts. Her deep cleavage and white breasts swayed with her steps, as if to tell everyone that her breasts were both real and that she wasn't wearing a bra.
Stinky Head and Big Head were local gangsters, and they knew a lot about women. After more than ten years of bullying the local underworld, they'd probably slept with all sorts of women, but they mostly slept with bar girls, middle-aged girls, and maybe some high-class girls from private universities. Most highly educated, elegant women didn't associate with the local underworld, and their relationships were only occasional. Someone like Xin Chun..." Such high-class establishments are usually only found in private, exclusive clubs, typically frequented only by CEOs of listed companies and high-ranking government officials. With the father and son's backgrounds, no matter how ruthless or powerful they were locally, they would never have access to such places.
Stinky Head and Big Head were captivated by Xin Chun's beauty and charm, their eyes glued to her small face and large breasts, not daring to blink.
Xin Chun's expression was cold, suggesting she was in a bad mood. She didn't say a word, but upon reaching the sofa, she knelt down and gently placed her suitcase on the table for Stinky Head and Big Head to see, then stood up and waited. Big Head stared blankly at Xin Chun from the sofa's angle, but her tall stature meant most of her face was obscured by her large breasts, making Big Head curiously look around, wanting to see her from every angle.
Stinky Head, of course, was also a man, but he was more experienced than his impulsive son. He deduced that something was amiss with this display and immediately asked Chairman Xie, "Are we here to inspect the goods?"
Chairman Xie laughed heartily, "Big Head or impatient? We're about to get down to business, yes! That's right, we're here to see the goods." He then gestured to Xin Chun.
Xin Chun picked up a metal kettle, poured coffee for the two of them, squatted down, and opened the suitcase. Inside were bundles of marijuana. Xin Chun's bending over caused her large breasts, which weren't restrained by a bra, to sway inside her dress. Big Head couldn't resist his impatience and reached in to grab a handful.
"What are you doing!" Xin Chun was startled and yelled, forcefully pushing Big Head's hand away.
"Haha! It's swaying there, so I can't touch it?" Big Head said, but he didn't give up, his huge, fat hand still reaching forward.
Xin Chun felt insulted, grabbed Big Head's hand with her left hand to stop him, and slapped him across the face with her right hand. "Smack!"
Da Tou couldn't stand this setback and immediately said to Chairman Xie, "You guys have no business intentions! Old man, we shouldn't associate with these Taipei people!" He then grabbed his father's sullen head and tried to leave.
Chairman Xie quickly smoothed things over, "This young lady is new and not used to it yet! Brother Da Tou, don't be angry, I'll have her apologize to you."
Then he turned to Xin Chun and said, "Didn't we agree to treat these two guests well? Or do you want me to tell everyone?"
Hearing this, Xin Chun, who had been holding Da Tou's left hand, had to let go, lowered her hands, and nodded slightly. Seeing that
Xin Chun was cooperating, Chairman Xie immediately said, "Brother Da Tou, please, please, please."
Da Tou, however, put on airs and said, "You think my hands are dirty? They're not gold-plated or diamond-encrusted. Anyway, I don't want them anymore, let's go!"
Hearing this, Chairman Xie immediately gave Xin Chun a fierce look.
Just as Da Tou was about to get up, suddenly a pair of delicate little hands grasped his. Big Head, who had already lifted his buttocks off the sofa, sat back down, feeling a tingling sensation.
Xin Chun didn't say anything, but instead guided Big Head's massive hand inside her dress. The calloused skin on Big Head's hand rubbed against Xin Chun's delicate nipples, causing a strong stimulation that made her body tremble.
"Can't you even apologize?" Big Head scolded.
"Big...Big Head, please...forgive me...for being ignorant, I'll let you...touch me." Xin Chun finally managed to finish her sentence.
"Hmph! Let me touch you? I don't want to touch you." Big Head said, but his hand didn't leave her large breasts.
"My breasts...I want you to massage them, will you help me knead them?" Xin Chun blushed, her face turning as red as if she'd been drinking.
"Sure! My sister's begging me like this, how can I not help! Right?" Big Head grinned at Chairman Xie, Old Li, and Chou Tou.
Big Head's right hand began to knead Xin Chun's breasts forcefully, but he didn't expect to feel his hand getting wet as soon as he started.
He quickly pulled his hand out to check, and sure enough, there was liquid on it.
Stinky Head saw it too and asked Big Head curiously, "What's wrong?"
"Damn! I don't know why my hands are wet." Big Head sniffed his hands and said, "It smells like milk."
Chairman Xie and Old Li exchanged a laugh.
Big Head found it strange, thinking there must be something odd about Xin Chun, and wanted to see for himself. He forcefully pulled up Xin Chun's dress, revealing two large breasts.
"Wow! What a big-breasted girl! Slim waist and figure, I didn't realize her breasts were so big, how did they grow like that?" Stinky Head was also shocked by Xin Chun's slim waist and large breasts, and sat up straight.
Big Head was closer to Xin Chun and could clearly see milky white liquid dripping from her nipples.
"This girl has milk? This girl has milk!" Big Head shouted like a child.
"Big Head, do you want to try some?" Chairman Xie urged Big Head.
Big Head still respected his father, so he gave Stinky Head a wink. Stinky Head knew his son wanted him to try it first. He thought to himself, "This girl's breasts are so big and soft, it'd be a shame not to try. But if I do, I'll owe these two old guys a favor.
" Lost in thought, Stinky Head suddenly remembered a warm, comforting figure. It turned out that Big Head had pulled Xin Chun onto his lap. "Squeeze some milk into my dad's coffee. He doesn't like black coffee," he said, handing Xin Chun a freshly poured cup.
Xin Chun shyly accepted the cup, glancing at Stinky Head before looking away. She lowered her head and began to gently squeeze her breasts, placing her nipples on the coffee cup. White milk sprayed onto the black coffee, each drop exploding like a flower in the coffee sky, a burst of milky fireworks. In
less than a minute, the originally black coffee had almost turned into a latte, but Xin Chun's breasts remained full and plump. It seemed she could easily squeeze ten more cups.
"Stinky Head, please drink!" Xin Chun placed the latte, made with her breasts, in front of Stinky Head. Stinky Head was once again mesmerized by Xin Chun's sexy movements as she milked the breasts. Several green veins bulged on her large breasts, making her incredibly sexy.
"Oh! Good!" The notorious gangster boss, Stinky Head, was completely captivated by Xin Chun, obediently drinking his latte. His mouth was filled with the aroma of milk; he had never tasted such delicious milk before. Even the milk he drank on his trip to Hokkaido, Japan, wasn't as good as the milk Xin Chun had just milked.
Stinky Head then downed the rest of his latte in one gulp, and couldn't help but cup Xin Chun's delicate breasts in one hand, gently pressing them to let the milk droplets peek out from her nipples. "Little sister, how old are you? How big are your breasts?"
"I... 30 years old, my breasts are... 32F." Xin Chun felt extremely shy, her breasts being held by Stinky Head, and having to speak to this old man at such close range.
"32F!" Stinky Head exclaimed, licking away the milk droplets from Xin Chun's nipple with his tongue. After playing with it for a few moments, he simply took the entire nipple into his mouth.
A ticklish, tingling sensation came over her, making Xin Chun let out a soft moan, "Mmm!" Although Stinky Head appeared rough, he was very gentle with beautiful women.
Boss Xie thought to himself, "These two smell so bad, it's amazing this girl can still moan, she's a real gem."
Stinky Head sucked for a few minutes, then pressed Xin Chun down, pulled down his pants and underwear, revealing his already rock-hard penis. Just as he was about to insert it into Xin Chun's mouth, Boss Xie pulled her away.
"Sorry, that's enough for now, Boss Xie. Our ladies only serve customers." Boss Xie's words were clear: if Stinky Head didn't buy these things, he wasn't Boss Xie's customer, and since he wasn't Boss Xie's customer, there was no need for Xin Chun to serve him.
"Fine! You've got it." Stinky Head had been in this business for years and thought Boss Xie's trick was really clever, but his penis was too hard to resist. He still had his son inspect the goods on the spot.
Big Head emptied the suitcase of tobacco and powder, lit the tobacco, then took a puff of the powder and said, "Approximately between grade B and A."
"How much do you have?" Stinky Head, sitting on the sofa, asked Xie Dong, his eyes still fixed on Xin Chun's beautiful face.
"50 kilograms of tobacco, 100 kilograms of powder. That's all I need," Xie Dong said, holding up one finger. "And this little girl for you and your son to play with for three months. I'll bring her over every two weeks for two days of service; food, lodging, and entertainment are all covered."
"Okay! Alright! Big Head, transfer the money. Can you suck it now?" Stinky Head thought the girl was good, and his penis was unbearably hard.
Boss Xie smelled the stench of Stinky Head's urine-stained penis, but still smiled broadly, holding Xin Chun's face and pushing it towards Stinky Head's erect penis, saying, "Yes, yes, our lady will clean you up." Boss Xie pushed Xin Chun's head between Stinky Head's legs, inserting the entire penis into his mouth.
Stinky Head felt a warmth in his lower body and began to enjoy Xin Chun's mouth service. "Oh! Oh! This girl is so beautiful, and her breasts are so big, the money was well spent!"
Xin Chun felt a strong salty taste in her mouth, but she still gently licked Stinky Head's penis, not only the glans, coronal sulcus, and shaft, but also the urethral opening, constantly oozing salty pre-ejaculate, all of which Xin Chun swallowed. In less than ten minutes, Stinky Head was on the verge of ejaculation and hurriedly pulled Xin Chun's mouth open.
Stinky Head, face to face, spoke to Xin Chun like a lover, "How come your little mouth is so good at playing with a man's penis!" He then kissed her deeply. Xin Chun initially kept her lips tightly closed, preventing Stinky Head's tongue from entering, but he pinched her nipple hard, causing her pain. She had no choice but to cooperate, allowing his tongue to penetrate her mouth.
After kissing for a while, Stinky Head, being older, lost his erection. He pushed Xin Chun down, shoving his penis back into her mouth. He finally managed to get it hard, but then heard Stinky Head say, "Little sister, lick my asshole!"
He raised his legs, gripping his thighs, and exposed his ugly, smelly asshole to Xin Chun, saying, "Come on, lick it properly, and kiss it too."
Xin Chun had no choice but to slowly bring her mouth close to Stinky Head's asshole.
"Lick it properly!" Suddenly, a hand pressed down on the back of Xin Chun's head. Although it wasn't very strong, it was just enough to press Xin Chun's mouth against the back of her head. Judging from the voice, it was Da Tou.
A taste even saltier than the glans from before flooded her mouth, but the stench wasn't actually that strong.
"Lick it properly! Oh, it's so itchy. We have a bidet toilet at home. Although it still has a smell, it's very clean ! Little sister, don't worry about eating it." Chou Tou said while groaning.
After licking a few times, Xin Chun's nimble tongue rubbed against the edge of Chou Tou's anus. Chou Tou made soft "oh, oh, oh" sounds, clearly enjoying it, and kept saying, "Go in, go in."
Xin Chun didn't dare to resist, so she had to forcefully thrust her tongue in, penetrating a small section of Chou Tou's anus. Her tongue turned and twisted inside the anus. Although it wasn't deep, it was already the limit of Xin Chun's tongue, but it still made Chou Tou moan with pleasure.
"Okay! Okay! If you keep licking, you'll poop from pleasure." Chou Tou quickly stopped Xin Chun.
After sucking the last drop of stinky head's chrysanthemum from her small mouth, Xin Chun released it with a "pop." She then made stinky head put her legs down, staring at him with wide eyes.
Stinky head couldn't stand Xin Chun's appearance. Ignoring the fact that they were in someone else's room, he picked her up and placed her on the sofa, stripping off her dress. His thick, stinky mouth began licking her vulva.
"Mmm! Such a delicious vulva," stinky head said with relish.
"Ah...so itchy...so sore...don't lick so deep...oh oh!" Stinky head's tongue technique was indeed excellent, arousing Xin Chun.
Seeing that Xin Chun was leaking a lot of vaginal fluid, stinky head thought it was time, and then he rubbed his penis against her vulva.
"No...don't insert...so hard...so big..." Although Xin Chun wanted to stop stinky head, the constant rubbing of his glans against her labia stimulated her nerves, and her whole body was already weak and powerless.
Stinky Head thrust his penis in a little further. Although Old Li had just penetrated her, her sensitive body intensely stimulated Xin Chun's nerves. Inch by inch, his penis slid in, and Xin Chun's waist arched inch by inch. Stinky Head thrust carefully, not violently, but each thrust had a powerful finish, taking Xin Chun to another world. Stinky Head's thick body pressed against hers, the heat emanating from his vigorous movements, along with his strong body odor, made this sensual spectacle even more stimulating.
"Little sister, does Uncle smell good?" Stinky Head asked while fucking Xin Chun.
"It...smells...but it's so...mmm. Oh...um...it's so deep, so inside!" Xin Chun moaned lewdly.
Seeing Xin Chun's huge breasts swaying like pudding in a magnitude 9 earthquake, Big Head couldn't take it anymore. Ignoring his father's actions, he immediately grabbed his penis and made Xin Chun lick it. Xin Chun's lips touched a firm, elastic glans; the fishy smell was overwhelming, and she couldn't resist.
She could only open her mouth and take Da Tou's penis in. Seeing Xin Chun's lewd performance, even a seasoned veteran like him couldn't resist the stimulation. The deeper he thrust into Xin Chun's vagina, the more passionate he became: "Little darling, do you like the smell of us, father and son?" Da Tou asked.
"Ah...you father and son...smell...so strong! It's...umm...I can't breathe." Xin Chun gasped, barely managing to finish her sentence. Da
Tou watched the beautiful woman beneath him close her eyes, intently sucking his penis, feeling a surge of emotion both mentally and physically. From a young age, he was always ridiculed by his classmates because of his body odor. While attending a private vocational high school, he never managed to date a girl until he was eighteen, when his father, Da Tou, forced the girlfriend of a new recruit in the gang to have sex with him. Da Tou still remembers that girl; she was pretty, but had small breasts. In the room, whenever Da Tou got close to her, he would see her frown and feel her deep disgust. Even kissing her lips elicited a retching sound, let alone oral sex. This was his first sexual experience, leaving him with a very shameful memory. After that, Da Tou never had a girlfriend again; he only bought sex. His father, Chou Tou, also felt guilty towards Da Tou, believing that Da Tou's body odor was inherited from him. Therefore, whenever Da Tou wanted to pay for sex, Chou Tou never gave a discount. However, because not many women could accept this smell, the girls Da Tou bought were usually older than him. The best-looking one he encountered was a forty-year-old woman who had retired from a hotel; only such a woman, with her vast experience, could tolerate the body odor of Chou Tou and his father.
The AA-grade beauty before him was licking his own penis, her expression completely devoid of any disgust. Her breasts were full and large, soft like pudding, with white nectar constantly seeping from her nipples. It was a heavenly sight, giving Da Tou a sensation he had never experienced before.
Xin Chun mostly kept her eyes closed while sucking Da Tou's penis. Her expression while performing oral sex on a man was unique; unlike Western women who would wolf down a German sausage like someone who hadn't eaten six meals, she licked it like she was licking an ice pop with a 40% alcohol content. Her expression seemed to tell the penis's owner, "She'll make him ecstatic."
No man could resist Xin Chun's ecstatic expression, especially a young and vigorous man like Da Tou. Big Head couldn't stand Xin Chun's licking, or more precisely, her expression. He said, "Sister, brother... can't take it! I'm going to cum."
Uncle Rong, anxiously waiting in the next room, hurriedly asked Chen Xiaopang, "They've wired the money, and the goods are on site. Shouldn't you notify your police friend?" Uncle Rong didn't want to see Chou Tou and Big Head ejaculate on Xin Chun's body, in her mouth, and inside her vagina.
Chen Xiaopang seemed not to hear, even zooming in on the mirror until Uncle Rong patted his shoulder, bringing him back to his senses. He said, "It... it should be okay. I'll send a message to my friend." But Xiaopang hesitated, his eyes unwilling to leave the monitor, causing him to type incredibly slowly.
Xin Chun ignored Da Tou's words. She was anxious, but if she left now, the deal might fall through. Xie Dong and Lao Li could even claim the goods weren't theirs, that they were just there for sex, and turn around and accuse her. Therefore, Xin Chun dared not release Da Tou's glans, continuing to suckle.
Soon, Da Tou roared, his large hand pressing down on the back of Xin Chun's head, pushing his penis deeper into her mouth.
"Ugh...cough cough..." Xin Chun could only make these sounds as he was forced to ejaculate into her mouth.
Seeing his son ejaculate, Chou Tou happily cooperated and stopped moving. Da Tou ejaculated for almost a minute and a half, a small amount of white liquid seeping from the corner of Xin Chun's mouth, clearly a large quantity. After ejaculating, Da Tou's large, fat body collapsed to the ground, panting, unable to speak.
Xin Chun found the semen in her mouth extremely pungent. She hadn't expected that a man with body odor would have such a strong odor in his semen; it felt like she had ingested a large bottle of body odor serum.
"Open it and show it to me," Stinky Head commanded. Xin
Chun obediently opened her mouth.
Rong Bo and Xiao Pang saw Xin Chun's mouth full of semen on the monitor screen, a scene that was both sensual and horrifying to them.
Stinky Head resumed thrusting, though the movements weren't large, each thrust caused the semen in Xin Chun's mouth to slosh and spill out. Xin Chun was careful not to let too much semen spill out when her body swayed, but a mouthful was still quite unpleasant.
"You can swallow it now," Stinky Head commanded.
"I can even smell this from here, and this girl can still swallow it. She's really obedient," Xie Dong and Lao Li both thought.
Xin Chun nodded, closed her mouth, and swallowed the semen with a gulp. Her beautiful, white throat twitched, and Da Tou's disgusting essence was swallowed by Xin Chun like a drink.
Seeing that his son had ejaculated, Stinky Head, also on the verge of climax, hurriedly sped up.
"Did you tell your friends?" Rong Bo eagerly snatched Chen Xiao Pang's phone to check.
"It was just sent! They should be coming in soon," Chen Xiaopang replied.
Just as Choutou was making his final attempt to rape Xinchun, the doorbell rang, and someone shouted at the door, "Police investigation! We have a search warrant! Open the door!"
Choutou wasn't unaware of the call, but he was about to ejaculate. Xinchun, trying to prevent Choutou from leaving, clung to him like an octopus, saying, "Brother Choutou, don't leave me! Fuck me hard, ejaculate inside me, let me give birth to your son, and you and your son can drink my milk together, every day… every day…" Xinchun was also about to climax; her expression wasn't acting. Chairman
Xie and Lao Li hurriedly packed their suitcases, preparing to jump out the window, but saw two police cars already parked outside, and four officers waiting for them downstairs. There was no escape; jumping would only result in broken legs, so they had to give up.
Police broke down the door, and five officers and one policeman rushed in. They saw a bald, burly old man thrusting his ugly penis into a woman with large breasts. Another bald, burly man lay on the ground, panting. Two elderly men nearby carried a large suitcase, looking flustered; something was clearly wrong.
The old man wasn't unaware the police were in, but having already ejaculated, he couldn't bear to leave the beauty. He wanted to savor the last thirty seconds of his life.
Xin Chun reached out to the officers for help: "Help me!"
But it was too late. The old man squeezed Xin Chun's breasts, spraying milk into the air like an automatic sprinkler, and then streams of semen shot deep into her vagina.
Xin Chun was exhausted, only able to moan softly. Each time her outstretched hand was filled with semen, it drooped lower, and her strength vanished as the hot semen drenched her.
The police officers were momentarily stunned by the obscene scene. It wasn't until the lead officer ordered, "Get them off me now!" that two officers attempted to pull Chou Tou away.
However, Chou Tou wasn't about to give up. He pushed the two officers aside, pulled out his penis, and shoved it into Xin Chun's mouth: "You little sister, you've done me a disservice. Clean yourself up."
Xin Chun, exhausted from her orgasm, could only let Chou Tou shove his semen-covered penis into her mouth. Her mouth was filled with the same strong body odor as Chou Tou's semen, flowing down her throat with her saliva—a clear sign of father and son.
Another officer found a large quantity of "goods" in the suitcase.
"Take it all!" Seeing the operation successful, the officer gave the final order to reap the rewards.
A policewoman came and draped a towel over Xin Chun, gently comforting her.
In the next room, Rong Bo, seeing the crisis averted, breathed a sigh of relief. But when he turned back and saw Chen Xiaopang, he discovered that Chen Xiaopang had already pulled out his penis and ejaculated.
"Damn it! You brat." Uncle Rong slapped Chen Xiaopang.
"Miss Chen is really...so sexy!" Chen Xiaopang said, drooling, as if he were numb.
[The End]
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