[Urban] Fiery Countryside (Complete) - 22-24

Chapter 210 Qingmei and her daughter

Zhao Zijie stood up and stepped out of the bathtub. After Qingmei washed Zhao Zijie, he boldly reached out to touch her swollen breasts, which were covered by a red bodice. Qingmei obediently leaned against Zhao Zijie, letting him fondle her full and bouncy breasts for a while before letting out a soft sigh and saying, "I'll let you play with them to your heart's content sooner or later. Now, Mother is waiting to eat with you!" So Zhao Zijie changed into clean clothes, left the washroom, and returned to the main room. He saw that a sumptuous feast had already been laid out on the table. Bai Surong was also sitting at the table waiting for Zhao Zijie. Zhao Zijie sat down opposite her, and Qingmei diligently poured wine and served food. During the meal, Zhao Zijie and Surong chatted and laughed. After two cups of wine, Surong's face flushed slightly, and her eyes were alluring as she spoke. After dinner, Qingmei helped Surong to the bedside, then cleared away the dishes and left, leaving only Surong and Zhao Zijie in the room. Zhao Zijie walked towards her, and she nestled into his arms. Zhao Zijie kissed Surong's rosy cheek, and she said in a trembling voice, "Darling, I want you to take off my clothes." So Zhao Zijie unbuttoned her blouse, revealing a pair of plump breasts that were surprisingly perky, with snow-white, smooth skin. Zhao Zijie couldn't resist pinching her bright red nipples. Surong gently stretched out her slender arms, wrapped them around Zhao Zijie, and cried out seductively, "Darling, it tickles so much! You've made my heart almost jump out of my chest." Zhao Zijie held Surong tightly and kissed her passionately. Her lips were hot, and a sharp tongue slipped into Zhao Zijie's mouth. Zhao Zijie ran his hand down her smooth back, slipping it inside her waistband, feeling the exceptionally plump flesh of her buttocks. He helped Su Rong lie down on the bed, then pulled down her trousers. Su Rong suddenly called out, "Qingmei!" Zhao Zijie was stunned. Qingmei came in and undressed Zhao Zijie completely. After he got into bed, she lowered the bed curtains, then turned up the oil lamp slightly before leaving. The bright light shone through the gauze curtains, illuminating the bed. Zhao Zijie carefully admired her body. Although she appeared slightly plump, it was white and tender—truly full! Especially her pair of plump breasts, with pink, perky nipples. Her waist was slender, and her belly flat, clearly indicating she had never had a child. Her snow-white buttocks and pinkish abdomen were a treasure Zhao Zijie had never seen before. This woman's buttocks were large and round, the cleft between her buttocks tight and deep. At the very end of her lower abdomen lay a rare find, unlike anything Zhao Zijie had ever seen among the hundreds of women he had been with. Normally, no matter how fair a woman's skin, her vulva would be a darker shade, but Su Rong's vulva was two delicate, snow-white labia, as white as her buttocks, protruding prominently. A thin slit held a small pink nipple. There wasn't a single hair around it. Two long, slender legs, a pair of exquisite little feet—truly a sight to behold. Zhao Zijie lay on her naked body, kissing her incessantly. Her small hands grasped Zhao Zijie's thick, hard penis, gently shaking it, and she whispered, "Darling, the moment I saw you, I wanted you to play with me. Tonight, you can play with me to your heart's content!" Her voice was so seductive and wanton, utterly captivating and alluring. Zhao Zijie lay on her soft, yielding body; her pink legs parted automatically, and the wetness from her vulva gushed out, moistening her alluring little lips. Su Rong reached down and grasped Zhao Zijie's genitals, guiding them to her wet, fleshy opening. She said, "Darling, it's been so long since a man has penetrated me, it must be very tight. Take your time, gently pulling in and out. Once it loosens up, you can push harder!"

When Zhao Zijie's penis was halfway in, she took a deep breath, her eyes narrowed. Zhao Zijie felt her opening was both tight and warm. He thrust in forcefully, and she cried out, "Oh! Darling, you've hit my G-spot! It feels so good!" Her cry was so alluring and wanton. Her small opening gripped Zhao Zijie's thick, hard penis. Zhao Zijie lowered his head and sucked on her nipples for a while before beginning to thrust. As Zhao Zijie thrust in and out, her small opening contracted continuously, causing his penis to scrape heavily against her warm, tender flesh. Su Rong moaned seductively, as if cheering for Zhao Zijie's efforts to play with her, while simultaneously thrusting her hips upwards to meet Zhao Zijie's inserted penis. After a while, Su Rong's vagina twitched, and her whole body trembled. Zhao Zijie also felt a surge of heat flowing from her vagina. She gasped softly, as if she were calling out, or perhaps moaning. Zhao Zijie's throbbing, hot penis thrust in and out again with a series of forceful strokes, the sounds of their bodies mingling making a "splish-splish" sound. Zhao Zijie thrust harder and harder, and Su Rong moaned more and more wantonly. She wrapped her legs around Zhao Zijie's waist, her delicate little feet hooking together, her plump, white buttocks pressed tightly against Zhao Zijie's thighs. She pressed her hand against Zhao Zijie's buttocks and said, "Darling! I'm afraid you're too tired. Rest a bit, pressing against my lower body!" Zhao Zijie really thrust his penis deep into her vagina, but she twisted her buttocks, contracting her lower abdomen with each thrust. Zhao Zijie felt so comfortable that every hair on his body seemed to open up, a tingling sensation spreading from head to toe, and he couldn't help but thrust again. Zhao Zijie looked at the mirror by the bedside; the reflection behind his feet was truly beautiful. Su Rong's fair and tender little hole gripped Zhao Zijie's thick and hard penis. When Zhao Zijie thrust in, her labia were also pulled in. When Zhao Zijie pulled out, the pink flesh inside her vagina turned outwards. A gush of fluid overflowed, making the point of their bodies' union moist. Suddenly, Su Rong called out, "Qingmei!" startling Zhao Zijie. Before he could answer her, Qingmei had already floated in. Su Rong said, "Qingmei, give your uncle a push, I'm afraid your uncle is too tired!" Qingmei took off her upper garment, wearing only bright red panties, her pointed, snow-white breasts prominent. She lifted the gauze curtain, laughing as she climbed onto the bed, using her delicate pink hands to push Zhao Zijie's buttocks, causing his penis to thrust deeply and repeatedly into Su Rong's juicy vagina. Su Rong moaned and groaned incessantly, then suddenly gripped Zhao Zijie's buttocks tightly, pushing his penis even deeper. Qingmei stopped pushing Zhao Zijie's buttocks, instead embracing his body and pressing her breasts against his back. At this moment, Su Rong's vagina twitched and relaxed like a carp's mouth, and she asked with a seductive smile, "Darling! Does this feel good?" Zhao Zijie, sandwiched between the two women's naked bodies, was too comfortable to speak. A surge of excitement coursed through his body, and his penis suddenly jerked, ejaculating deep into her vagina. Su Rong trembled as if she were shivering, and Zhao Zijie slumped limply against her. His penis gradually shrank, and Su Rong slowly lowered her legs. His penis slowly slid out of her body. Zhao Zijie rolled over and lay down next to Su Rong. Qingmei took off her panties, wiped the fluid from Zhao Zijie's groin, folded them up, and stuffed them into Su Rong's overflowing vagina.

Su Rong covered herself and said coquettishly to Zhao Zijie, "I have something to do tonight and can't sleep with you, so let Qingmei sleep with you!"

Before Zhao Zijie could answer, Su Rong had already gotten out of bed and gone to the bathroom. Qingmei smiled and said to Zhao Zijie, "Uncle, you lie down for a bit. I'll go help Mother wash up and then come back to keep you company." After saying that, she also got out of bed. Zhao Zijie closed his eyes and rested for a while. Qingmei then lifted the gauze curtain, smiled leisurely at Zhao Zijie, and said, "Mother told me to come and help you wash down there."

Zhao Zijie lazily replied, "So tired! I don't want to get up!" Qingmei, however, gave Zhao Zijie a flirtatious smile and said, "No need for Uncle to get up, I'll wash you clean!" Saying this, she lay down on the bed, turned around, and knelt beside Zhao Zijie, her large, white buttocks raised high. Zhao Zijie couldn't help but reach out and touch them; they were indeed smooth and white. Qingmei then lifted Zhao Zijie's limp penis and took it into her mouth. A wave of heat immediately enveloped Zhao Zijie's genitals. Her lips kissed from the hairy base of Zhao Zijie's penis all the way to the glans, constantly licking and teasing it with her tongue. Zhao Zijie stroked Qingmei's tender white buttocks, and his penis quickly swelled in her small mouth. Qingmei could no longer take the whole thing into her mouth, so she bit down on the glans and sucked. Zhao Zijie's penis throbbed twice in Qingmei's small mouth. She hummed and spat it out, then turned back to Zhao Zijie with a seductive look, asking, "Uncle, would you like to try Qingmei's little pussy?" Zhao Zijie smiled and nodded. Qingmei smiled coquettishly, turned around, spread her legs, and squatted on top of Zhao Zijie. She parted her little slit and tried to slide Zhao Zijie's penis in. Unfortunately, it was too small, and it didn't go in immediately. She cried out in pain, "Ouch! Uncle, your thing is so big!" So she spread her legs as wide as possible, letting Zhao Zijie's glans touch the entrance of her pussy, and then swayed her hips from side to side, finally managing to slide in the glans. Qingmei's pussy was so small that it gripped Zhao Zijie's penis tightly and hotly. She also bit her lower lip, as if she couldn't bear it. However, she still slowly lowered herself down, and when she was fully on, she sat weakly on Zhao Zijie's lap, her upper body leaning forward, her firm, plump breasts rubbing against his chest. She said, "Uncle, yours is so big! No wonder Mom was so horny just now!" Qingmei began to contract her vaginal openings, clenching so evenly, the rhythmic contractions making Zhao Zijie feel incredibly good. Zhao Zijie's hands caressed her buttocks; after all, she was a girl, her skin delicate and tender, and very elastic. Zhao Zijie touched her anus, which was also wet. He rubbed it with his fingers, feeling the anus contracting and relaxing. Zhao Zijie inserted a little finger, and Qingmei rhythmically contracted her muscles, both vaginal openings simultaneously sucking on Zhao Zijie's finger and penis. Moaning lasciviously, she asked, "Uncle, is Qingmei's little hole fun?" Zhao Zijie, lost in excitement, didn't answer, but felt her vagina becoming increasingly wet. Qingmei began to lift her buttocks, allowing Zhao Zijie's penis to slide in and out of her. Zhao Zijie moved his hands from her buttocks to her breasts, kneading them. Qingmei also became excited; her face flushed and her eyes were wet, yet her little hole continued to throb. Zhao Zijie, moved by her wanton state, felt a sudden itch in his coccyx and ejaculated inside her. Qingmei felt it too; she stopped throbbing, pressing her lower abdomen tightly against Zhao Zijie, her little hole contracting and expanding, sucking on his penis like a baby nursing.

Zhao Zijie's penis went limp, but Qingmei still gripped it tightly with her vagina for a while before letting it withdraw. She then held it in her mouth, licking it clean with her tongue. Exhausted from the day's journey, Zhao Zijie unknowingly fell asleep. He woke in the middle of the night to find the light still on. He discovered Qingmei sleeping beside him, her head resting on his lap, her mouth still holding his limp penis. Her genitals faced him, and some sticky discharge remained at the entrance of her hairy vagina. Seeing this erotic scene, Zhao Zijie's penis swelled again in Qingmei's mouth, reaching towards her throat. Qingmei was woken up. She opened her eyes, smiled charmingly, and spat out Zhao Zijie's penis, saying, "Uncle, you've made me breathless. Do you need to pee? I'll get you some to use in bed! You don't need to get out of bed!" Zhao Zijie nodded, and Qingmei got out of bed to get a chamber pot from the washroom. Zhao Zijie got up and squatted on the bed. Qingmei let Zhao Zijie hold her shoulders and gently straightened his penis. After relieving herself, Qingmei went to the washroom for a while before returning to bed, still completely naked. Zhao Zijie pulled her smooth body into his arms, and Qingmei nestled in his embrace, telling him stories about this place.

It turned out that the old man selling noodles at the street corner was Qingmei's fellow villager. Half a month ago, Su Rong had asked Qingmei to spread the word that she had a room for rent, but actually she was looking for a single man from out of town. Although there were many travelers from afar in the town, they were always in a hurry, so Zhao Zijie was the first one to be directed here. Su Rong immediately took a liking to Zhao Zijie upon seeing him, and thus ordered Qingmei to spy on him. Within just a few hours, Zhao Zijie had achieved two goals: not only had he become intimate with Su Rong, but he also had Qingmei serve him in baths and bedchambers, indulging in the most romantic pleasures. Zhao Zijie stroked Qingmei's firm breasts and said, "Your mother treats me so well, I really don't know how to repay her?" Qingmei smiled and said, "My mother's friendship with you is simply for mutual pleasure. You can stay here without worry!" At this moment, the clock struck three, and Qingmei said, "Mother will come to sleep with you." Sure enough, a short while later, the door opened with a "creak," and Bai Su Rong floated in. Qingmei quickly got up to greet her, and Zhao Zijie also sat up. Rong walked to the bedside and said with a smile, "How well did Qingmei serve you?"

Zhao Zijie quickly replied, "Very well! Very well! Thank you for treating me so kindly!" Rong smiled and said, "You're welcome! In the future, I'll let you play with other women, but don't forget to comfort me sometimes!"

Zhao Zijie said repeatedly, "How dare I! How dare I!" At this moment, Qingmei had already helped her take off her clothes one by one, and Bai Rong finally threw herself into Zhao Zijie's arms completely naked. Zhao Zijie held her delicate body, squeezing her breasts and touching her buttocks. After a while of intimacy, his thick, hard penis had already entered her moist vagina. Zhao Zijie was about to thrust, but Su Rong pressed him down, saying, "Don't move. I've already made you feel very comfortable. You must be tired from the journey. Why don't you sleep?"

Zhao Zijie laughed, "I slept for a while earlier, so I'm still very energetic!" Su Rong hugged Zhao Zijie and said, "You fed Qingmei once, didn't you?"

Zhao Zijie nodded. Su Rong laughed, "So, just rest! Be a good girl and stay inside me, don't move." So Zhao Zijie had Su Rong lie on her side on top of him, his penis deeply penetrating her vagina. Su Rong seemed very tired and quickly fell asleep. Zhao Zijie, recalling the intimate moments he had shared with Su Rong and Qingmei, also fell asleep contentedly.

For two days in a row, Su Rong left around nine o'clock at night, leaving only Qingmei with Zhao Zijie. She would return in the middle of the night to sleep with him. Zhao Zijie was puzzled but didn't feel comfortable asking her directly. On the fourth night, Su Rong and Zhao Zijie spent some time together before Su Rong left again. While Qingmei was diligently cleaning Zhao Zijie's penis with her small mouth, Zhao Zijie curiously asked, "What kind of business does your mother do? Why is she always busiest at this time?" Qingmei spat out Zhao Zijie's penis and replied with a smile, "Do you want to know? I don't know how to explain it. Why don't I take you to see it later?" So Qingmei finished cleaning Zhao Zijie, dressed him, and then led him into Su Rong's usual room. Qingmei opened a wardrobe, revealing a hidden door. Zhao Zijie followed Qingmei inside; it was a long passageway paved with blue bricks. Qingmei whispered in Zhao Zijie's ear that he shouldn't make a sound, then carefully opened a small door in the wall, about the size of a bushel. Qingmei peeked inside, then turned and gestured for Zhao Zijie to look in as well. Inside, a naked man and woman were engaged in vigorous intercourse on the bed. Qingmei whispered to Zhao Zijie, "That woman is the man's wife! These two always come here to have their trysts once or twice."

Zhao Zijie looked closer and saw a man in his forties or fifties lying on the bed. He wasn't large, but his penis was thick and long. The woman on top of him was about twenty years old, her skin not fair, but very voluptuous. She straddled the man, wriggling her hips, her vagina frequently swallowing and releasing his thick, hard penis. Her face was filled with a wanton look, like she was starving. It was the first time Zhao Zijie had ever witnessed such intercourse, and he was aroused, his pants bulging. As he watched, Zhao Zijie fondled Qingmei's buttocks, then guided her hand to his erect penis.

Qingmei, understanding the situation, pulled down Zhao Zijie's pants, revealing his thick, hard penis. She lowered her head wantonly and let Zhao Zijie suckle her cherry-like mouth. Zhao Zijie continued watching the couple's tryst in the room. He saw the woman softly pressed against the man's chest, and he vaguely heard her say in a soft voice, "Dad, my whole body is numb, come and fuck me!" The man rolled over and pinned the woman down, and she quickly guided his thick, hard penis into her wet vagina. The man began to thrust hard and fiercely, making the woman shake her head and moan incessantly.

Qingmei's mouth also sucked on Zhao Zijie's penis in rhythm with the woman's moans. The man inside thrust hard and fast, and Qingmei's mouth held it tightly and frequently. Watching the woman's lewd posture, Zhao Zijie felt as if his own penis was already inside her body, experiencing intense pleasure. Overwhelmed by pleasure, he ejaculated a mouthful of fluid onto Qingmei. Qingmei held Zhao Zijie's penis tightly in her mouth, swallowing every last drop of the semen he ejaculated. Zhao Zijie asked Qingmei, "Does your mother run an inn?" Qingmei wiped her mouth and laughed, "You'll know when you see the other rooms!" She then led Zhao Zijie to another room, opened a hidden door, peeked inside, and said, "Xiao Cui isn't here. Let's go see Qinghong's room." She pulled Zhao Zijie forward, opened another hidden door, and immediately a series of lewd sounds emanated from it. Zhao Zijie and Qingmei went inside together and found the room brightly lit. Two naked young women lay on the edge of the large bed. One of the women was petite, but her breasts were particularly large and firm. Her two snow-white legs were raised high. Between her legs, a man of about thirty was thrusting his thick, hard penis into her lower abdomen. The naked woman's breasts bounced rhythmically with the man's thrusts, and the moans and groans came from her mouth.

Another woman, with a full, rounded figure, had her feet dangling on the ground, her hairy vulva wet and glistening, clearly having just been penetrated by a man as well. Qingmei told Zhao Zijie, "The girl being penetrated right now is named Qinghong. Although she's a bit short, her breasts are exceptionally large, so many customers like to play with her. The other girl is named Xiaocui. She should have been in the room earlier. Maybe that man likes to play with two at once, so he called her over too."

Zhao Zijie asked, "Is this a brothel?" Qingmei covered Zhao Zijie's mouth and said, "Speak softly. I'll tell you slowly when we get back!" At this moment, the erotic scene in the room was still going on, but the man had already pulled his penis out of Qinghong's vagina and grabbed Xiaocui's small legs, lifting them high before thrusting his penis into her hairy vagina. Xiaocui cried out, "Ouch!" and then began to moan softly. Zhao Zijie reached out to touch Qingmei's round buttocks, but Qingmei pulled Zhao Zijie's hand and put it inside her waistband. Zhao Zijie reached into her vagina and his hand was covered in wet, sticky vaginal fluid. Zhao Zijie smiled slightly at her, and Qingmei shyly buried her head in Zhao Zijie's chest. Zhao Zijie picked up her delicate body and returned to his room.

Zhao Zijie stripped Qingmei naked, and Qingmei also stripped Zhao Zijie naked. Zhao Zijie fondled her firm, bouncy breasts, and his penis hardened again. Zhao Zijie let Qingmei sit on his lap, and her vaginal opening enveloped his penis. Qingmei's hot muscles squeezed tightly against the part of Zhao Zijie's penis inside her. She writhed tightly, her vaginal opening sucking and grinding against Zhao Zijie's penis, as if she wanted to swallow it whole. However, Zhao Zijie had already ejaculated once inside Su Rong's body earlier, and he had also been sucked by Qingmei's mouth when he spied on the two women's affair. Now, no matter how Qingmei moved, Zhao Zijie's penis remained erect. As a result, Qingmei's vagina produced a lot of fluid on its own, and she finally slumped softly in Zhao Zijie's arms, motionless.

Zhao Zijie lay down with Qingmei in his arms, his thick, hard penis still inside her. Qingmei let out a long sigh and told Zhao Zijie about the brothel her mother ran. It turned out that behind this house, Bai Surong secretly ran a small brothel. There were only four girls who regularly served customers; they were bought by Bai Surong from other places, and there were also several widows from the town who secretly came to work there occasionally. After being drugged and trained by her, these women were all turned into wanton women. So, at certain times, there was always a group of regular customers who secretly made their way there. Sometimes they even brought their own women to use the place for secret trysts. Besides the father-in-law and daughter-in-law we just saw, there was also an uncle and sister-in-law who had also come here for illicit affairs!

Su Rong had a former friend from her days at the brothel who would handle the customers for her, but it was better for her to manage the finances herself, so Su Rong always went there every night to collect debts. Zhao Zijie asked Qingmei with a smile, "Have you and your mother ever had the chance to enjoy yourself with your favorite customers?" Qingmei squeezed Zhao Zijie's penis tightly and replied, "That's very rare! Because most of the customers here are regulars, and your mother doesn't want to reveal her identity."

"So over the years, I only know that she disguised herself as a girl to receive guests from afar three or two times, and she had to be very careful not to let anyone find out. I myself have only tried it two or three times. One time was when the place was busy, and Yu Huan happened to be menstruating, so I went to work as a substitute. Who knew that I would encounter an old man who pinched and dug at me, making me really want to put it in, but he couldn't get it up, it was so infuriating!" In the midst of the conversation, the door opened with a "creak", and Su Rong returned. She lifted the gauze curtain, and Qing Mei quickly tried to get off Zhao Zijie. Su Rong patted Qing Mei's buttocks and said, "No need to pull out, I just had my period, so you can stay with your uncle until dawn tonight! But remember to go grocery shopping early tomorrow morning." Qing Mei smiled and said, "I know, Mother." Su Rong went back to her room, and Qing Mei let Zhao Zijie hold her while she slept, with Zhao Zijie's penis still inside her. Until the rooster crowed at dawn, Zhao Zijie pressed her down and thrust into her again. Qingmei's body went limp, but Zhao Zijie didn't ejaculate until she begged for mercy. Only then did he release her. Qingmei got up and walked out with her toes pointed outwards. Zhao Zijie slept for a long time until Qingmei returned to wake him. After having lunch with Surong, Surong went to the backyard, where Zhao Zijie sat down and began writing.

When Su Rong returned for dinner, she smiled and said to Zhao Zijie, "How clever of you, Qingmei's period has started too. But you already know our secret. After dinner, have Qingmei accompany you to the backyard to choose a girl to spend the night with!"

Zhao Zijie quickly replied, "I'm so grateful for your kindness, I don't know how to repay you!" Su Rong smiled and said, "No need to be so polite. As long as you treat my daughter and me well, everyone will be happy!" After dinner, Qingmei indeed took Zhao Zijie to the backyard passage to peek at the girls receiving customers. Zhao Zijie and his companion peered through the hidden opening one by one. Besides Qinghong and Xiaocui, Zhao Zijie also saw two other girls, Yuhuan and Huixiang, as well as a local widow who had secretly come out to work. Qingmei told Zhao Zijie that the widow's nickname was Yuqing. Because it was still early, there were no men in the four girls' rooms. Only in Yuqing's room was there a man who looked to be about forty or fifty years old.

Qingmei asked Zhao Zijie which girl he liked. Zhao Zijie touched her breasts and laughed, "I like you, Qingmei!" Qingmei laughed, "I'm so full! Everyone knows you men are the most greedy. Besides, I'm not clean today, so I can't let you play with me."

Zhao Zijie laughed, "Can I play with your breasts?" Qingmei laughed, "If you like rubbing breasts, why don't you rub Qinghong's? Of all the women here, besides my mother, no one can compare to her big breasts!"

Zhao Zijie laughed, "Shall we see how Yuqing handles the guests first?" Qingmei laughed, "Alright! But which girl do you choose? I need to go tell my mother not to accept overnight guests!"

Zhao Zijie laughed, "I'll listen to you!" Qingmei said, "Then wait here for a moment, I'll be right back." After saying that, she walked towards the end of the secret passage. So Zhao Zijie peered into the small hole alone, and the middle-aged man was already lying naked on the bed. The girl named Yuqing was probably around thirty years old. She had a naturally alluring face, but a figure that suggested she had never given birth. Her skin wasn't very fair, and she had a particularly large bottom. Her small feet were straddling the man.

The guest seemed completely oblivious, as if he were resting with his eyes closed. Yuqing, however, straddled her, her large, trembling buttocks swaying from side to side, occasionally thrusting in and out. She began to moan softly, yet continued thrusting. Her large breasts bounced up and down. The man reached out and began to fondle her nipples. Qingmei soon returned, and Zhao Zijie, mimicking the men in the room, slipped his hand inside Qingmei's blouse and pinched her nipples tightly. Qingmei said sweetly, "Uncle is so naughty! You know I shouldn't play with them, but you still insist on teasing me!" Despite saying this, she didn't struggle or resist, obediently letting Zhao Zijie play with her full breasts. While fondling her breasts, Zhao Zijie laughed and said, "You're following the example! Isn't that right?" Qingmei added, "If Uncle likes it, how could I say it's wrong? Shall we look at another room?"

Zhao Zijie said, "Okay, which room should we look at?" Qingmei said, "Let's look at Yuhuan! When I went out earlier, I saw her regular customer arrive." So Qingmei led Zhao Zijie to another secret window. When they looked inside, Yuhuan had already undressed the customer and laid him on the bed. He was a tall man, with a thick, long penis that was already erect.

Yuhuan, however, was taking off her pants herself, revealing a large, fat buttock. Her fleshy body trembled as she lay beside the customer. Holding the penis in one hand, she said lasciviously, "Oh! It's so big!" Then she bent down, opened her small mouth, and took it in. The man let her suckle for a while, and finally, unable to bear it any longer, he rolled over and straddled Yuhuan. Yu Huan also reached out and pulled his penis towards her own vagina. The guest thrust vigorously, and Yu Huan moaned seductively. Zhao Zijie said, "Yu Huan is really useless; she goes soft as soon as it's inside." Qingmei laughed, "She's deliberately moaning to make the man ejaculate faster!"

Zhao Zijie cupped Qingmei's face and kissed her lips, saying, "Then when you let me play with you, are you deliberately moaning?" Qingmei said, "When you play with me until I'm half-dead, do you think I'm faking it? I'm not like Yu Huan and the others, who have to be with men multiple times a day. I'm really numb after just one thrust from you!" Zhao

Zijie gently pinched Qingmei's pink cheek and said, "Little..." "Girl, your little mouth is really useful, always saying such sweet things. You're so charming!" Qingmei said sweetly. "Of course! My mouth can not only say sweet things, but I can also suck your cock and make you happy!"

Zhao Zijie hugged Qingmei and kissed her. Qingmei giggled and said, "Uncle must have seen others playing and couldn't wait any longer. Why don't we go back to the room? I'll go and call Qinghong to help you relieve your desire!" After saying that, she dragged Zhao Zijie back to his room in the front yard. She told Zhao Zijie to wait a moment and then skipped and jumped out. After a while, the door opened and a woman in her twenties, wearing a dark green cheongsam, walked in. She bowed to Zhao Zijie first, and then said with a smile, "The White Lady asked me to come and keep you company for the night. I wonder if you like me?"

Zhao Zijie nodded to her. Qinghong stood before Zhao Zijie and began unbuttoning her cheongsam one button at a time. Zhao Zijie first noticed her two tender, white breasts suddenly popping out. Qinghong smiled shyly at Zhao Zijie, then continued to pull her cheongsam completely off, revealing a fresh, fair body to him. Qinghong's full breasts and her delicate, exquisite figure seemed mismatched. Yet, the sight made Zhao Zijie feel her breasts tremble, full of allure. Qinghong threw herself into Zhao Zijie's arms, and Zhao Zijie, without any hesitation, fondled and squeezed her breasts. Qinghong said, "Qingmei asked me to bathe Uncle for her. I want to get clean so Uncle can enjoy me!" Zhao Zijie nodded in agreement,

and Qinghong

stripped him naked. While she undressed him, Zhao Zijie's hands never left her pair of tender, full breasts, even though those nipples had been rubbed by countless men. They were still so red and alluring. Zhao Zijie couldn't help but exclaim, "What beautiful breasts!" Qinghong also said, "Uncle, after you've washed, you can play with all my flesh!" At this moment, Zhao Zijie's penis was already hard and erect, and he couldn't wait to push Qinghong down onto the bed and penetrate her. But her small hands had already pulled Zhao Zijie's thick, hard penis towards the washroom.

Qinghong first helped Zhao Zijie into the bathtub, then carefully washed every part of her body in front of him, paying special attention to cleaning her vulva inside and out. Then she washed Zhao Zijie's body; her movements were clearly not as skillful as Qingmei's, perhaps Qingmei was used to washing her mother. However, when Qinghong washed Zhao Zijie's hard, thick penis, her movements showed she was an expert at handling it. Zhao Zijie's penis was rubbed and kneaded by her soft hands, making him feel so good he almost ejaculated. Zhao Zijie suppressed his urge and also reached into her hairy vulva. Qinghong dried Zhao Zijie and herself with a towel, then went to bed with him.

Qinghong first used her large breasts to hold Zhao Zijie's penis for a while. Then she sucked on it with her small mouth. Professionalism truly is an art; Zhao Zijie was thoroughly aroused by her sucking, so he took a deep breath to calm himself. Qinghong released Zhao Zijie's glans and laughed, "Uncle, relax. When you're happy, just shoot it into my mouth! Release your pent-up desire first, then Qinghong will let you penetrate my little hole down there. You'll have even more fun then!" Zhao Zijie was already on the verge of climax, and hearing her say this, he ejaculated into her mouth as she took his glans in again. She sucked and swallowed every last drop of the semen he sprayed in. Then she continued to suck on Zhao Zijie's limp penis. Qinghong's small mouth was truly formidable, almost... Like a snake coming back to life, Zhao Zijie quickly became aroused again. Qinghong straddled Zhao Zijie, slipping her vagina onto his. Zhao Zijie felt it was wet, slippery, and warm, and he arched his back to match her rhythm.

Qinghong took Zhao Zijie's hands and played with his breasts, then said to him, "When you're about to ejaculate again, I'll let you ejaculate through my ass. Then we'll sleep, and when we wake up, I'll let you play properly until you squirt, okay?"

Zhao Zijie completely agreed to her suggestion, so when she aroused him, he took the initiative. Qinghong lay on the bed, raising her tender white buttocks so that Zhao Zijie could penetrate her through her buttocks. She moaned and groaned as Zhao Zijie made her moan and groan until he ejaculated inside her, then they fell asleep in each other's arms.

The next morning, when Qingmei came in to tidy up, Zhao Zijie woke up feeling refreshed and his penis was erect. He got out of bed, moved Qinghong's body to the edge of the bed, raised her tender legs, and started playing "doggy style." Qinghong was awakened by Zhao Zijie's penetration, so she raised her legs high, allowing Zhao Zijie to free his hands to touch and squeeze her breasts. Qingmei also came over and pushed Zhao Zijie's buttocks. This time, he played with Qinghong for a full half hour before ejaculating in her alluring vagina. Qinghong covered her vaginal opening, which was filled with Zhao Zijie's semen, and got out of bed and left, while Zhao Zijie continued to sleep. It wasn't until lunchtime that Qingmei shook Zhao Zijie awake. Zhao Zijie opened his sleepy eyes and pulled her over to touch his breasts. Qingmei said, "Really, you haven't even touched Qinghong's big breasts yet." "Enough! Mother's calling you to dinner!"

Zhao Zijie, dressed, followed Qingmei to the front hall, where Su Rong was already waiting. Upon seeing Zhao Zijie, she smiled and approached him, saying, "You must have had a hard night! You slept like a log! If you stay here, you'll have plenty of girls to play with. In a few days, I'll bring over another young lady from the city; she's still a virgin! When she arrives, I'll let you deflower her first!"

Zhao Zijie hugged Su Rong and said, "I'm so embarrassed by your kindness!" Su Rong laughed, "No problem, you're good to us too!" Qingmei interjected, "Uncle, which girl will you try tonight?" Su Rong replied, "Your uncle will have plenty of girls to play with sooner or later, but tonight he'll have a special woman to enjoy to his heart's content!"

Zhao Zijie found it strange and stared blankly at Su Rong. Su Rong chuckled and said to Zhao Zijie, "Brother! Qingmei has told you everything about me. I'm willing to live with you, but it's okay if you don't want to; we're both free. However, since you're homeless, you shouldn't do that business anymore. I not only have plenty of beautiful girls here, but I also have women from other families coming and going! Tonight I'll find a concubine from a wealthy family; she's the third concubine of the Zhao family across the street. Old Master Zhao is already in his seventies, so she sometimes sneaks over to my place..." "She's sneaking around eating here. But I know she's naturally a slut; she gets especially excited when men abuse her. You can go ahead and fuck her hard!" Then she whispered some methods for dealing with women to Zhao Zijie, but after finishing, she leaned coquettishly into Zhao Zijie's arms and said, "You can't use those methods on me!"

Zhao Zijie placed his hand on Su Rong's breasts, kneading her swollen breasts, and said, "You're so good to me, how could I possibly make things difficult for you?" As he spoke, Zhao Zijie also glanced at Qingmei, who was still eating. Qingmei quickly interjected, "Don't mess with me either!" Surong laughed, "If this little girl isn't well-behaved, you can help me teach her a lesson." Qingmei pouted and said, "If Uncle kills Qingmei, then no one will help you clean up your bottom!"

Zhao Zijie laughed heartily, "Little Qingmei, you're so cute, how could I bear to play you to death?" Surong also said to Qingmei, "If you're well-behaved, there's no need for that. But if you're disobedient, be careful, or your uncle will play you until you're skinned alive." Qingmei made a face and stretched out her little... Tongue remained silent. After dinner, Su Rong instructed Qingmei to take Zhao Zijie to the backyard before leaving herself, saying she was going to fetch Zhao's third concubine. Zhao Zijie followed Qingmei through the secret passageway. Zhao Zijie wanted to peek at the erotic scene inside again, but Qingmei said, "Mother will be back soon, okay? We can look again next time." Qingmei led Zhao Zijie to a hidden door, pushed it open, and found a spotlessly clean room. Judging from the furnishings, it seemed to be the room where they had previously witnessed the father-in-law and daughter-in-law's incest. As soon as they entered the room, Qingmei snuggled into Zhao Zijie's arms and said coquettishly, "Uncle, you're going to enjoy yourself here tonight, and my lower body will be itching all night!"

Zhao Zijie fondled Qingmei's breasts; if it weren't for her full breasts, he would have loved to have sex with her first.

Qingmei looked at Zhao Zijie tenderly and said, "Uncle, go to bed and rest! Mother will be here soon!"

Zhao Zijie released Qingmei, pretending to be a familiar guest, and lay down on the bed first. Qingmei smiled slightly and quietly withdrew. A short while later, Su Rong brought in a woman. Zhao Zijie sat up and was immediately captivated. It turned out that the third concubine of the Zhao family was indeed a radiant beauty.

Su Rong pulled her to the bedside and said, "Master, this is the new Xiaoyu." Xiaoyu smiled charmingly at Zhao Zijie and gave a slight bow. Su Rong laughed, "Xiao Yu doesn't know any rules, please be understanding. Her skin is so tender, please be gentle with her!"

Zhao Zijie said nonchalantly, "No problem, as long as she can take the penetration." Su Rong teased, "Don't worry, she's good at it, you'll know once you start playing with her!" Su Rong then pushed Xiao Yu's body towards Zhao Zijie and said, "Make sure you enjoy yourself! You'd better obey whatever I want you to do!" She then said to Zhao Zijie, "Get some rest! Let Xiao Yu take off your clothes!" Su Rong laughed and went out. Xiao Yu followed and closed the door. She came back, sat on Zhao Zijie's lap, and called out to him seductively, "Dear brother!"

Zhao Zijie reached out to touch her breasts. She wiggled her hips, let out a wanton laugh, and began to undress Zhao Zijie. When she saw Zhao Zijie's thick penis, she was so happy that she opened her mouth and took it in. Zhao Zijie let her suckle for a while, then stroked her head and said, "Xiaoyu, let's go to bed!" Xiaoyu hummed, spat out the penis, took off her upper clothes, and then gave Zhao Zijie a flirtatious wink before slowly taking off her pants. It turned out she was also a fair-skinned, hairless beauty.

Xiaoyu nakedly threw herself into Zhao Zijie's arms. Zhao Zijie carefully examined her entire body; her skin was fair and smooth, and he couldn't find any flaws! Compared to Su Rong, she had more youthful energy. Compared to Qingmei, she was even more delicate. Zhao Zijie parted her fair, pink legs, and saw that her juices had already flowed out. Zhao Zijie pressed her down, and she grasped his thick, hard penis, guiding it to her moist opening, whispering, "Dear brother! My vagina is small, be gentle!"

Because Zhao Zijie was eager to know her secrets, he thrust in forcefully, penetrating all the way in. Xiaoyu cried out, "Ouch!" and hugged Zhao Zijie tightly. Zhao Zijie felt her body contracting where he had penetrated, her soft, warm little hole tightly enveloping his thick penis.

Zhao Zijie didn't thrust at first, enjoying the pleasure of her squeezing. This little hole squeezed so well, evenly and tightly, each thrust faster than the last, her face flushed with desire, as if she were about to burst into tears, moaning incessantly. Zhao Zijie pinched her plump buttocks with both hands, and the squeezing force of her tender flesh increased. Suddenly, she stopped squeezing, but instead began to twist her plump, white buttocks, grinding her little hole against Zhao Zijie's glans, faster and faster. The moans were indistinguishable, coming from her throat or nose.

After a while, Zhao Zijie felt a warm current gushing out, soaking his penis deeply inserted inside her. Then her body went limp and she stopped moving. Zhao Zijie knew she had already climaxed once, so he perked up and used the nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, withdrawing to the head and then penetrating to the base, each thrust heavier than the last. His head swayed repeatedly on the pillow as he thrust, her panting and moaning. Hearing her wanton cries and seeing her flushed face and wet eyes, Zhao Zijie felt immense joy and excitement, thrusting with increasing vigor.

He thrust hard five or six hundred times, Xiaoyu arching her lower abdomen, welcoming each entry of his thick, hard penis into her body. Waves of fluid continued to gush out, her entire body swaying, until gradually, only weak panting remained. Finally, her head stopped moving, and her limbs went limp. Her whole body seemed to be fast asleep, only her white, tender breasts rising and falling slightly. Zhao Zijie felt a pang of pity and couldn't bear to continue penetrating her. However, his penis remained hard and hot. Remembering Su Rong's instructions, he withdrew his penis from Xiaoyu's vagina and carefully examined the small opening he had just been thrusting into. The raised mound resembled a white steamed bun, pure white and delicate. A thin labia minora bordered the moist opening. Looking at Xiaoyu's pretty face, he noticed her lips were also thin.

Zhao Zijie parted Xiaoyu's buttocks; her pink anus was tightly closed. He then inserted his penis back into her wet opening to lubricate it, before pulling it out and thrusting it forcefully against her anus. Xiaoyu cried out, "Ouch!" and woke up in pain. But Zhao Zijie's penis had already penetrated to the tip. Xiaoyu opened her eyes and pleaded with Zhao Zijie, calling out, "Dear brother!" as if she couldn't bear it.

Zhao Zijie thrust in and out relentlessly, finding it both tight and warm, and he couldn't help but pump wildly. At first, she cried out "Aiya!" and "Ouch!" but after a while, she seemed to be able to take it, swaying her plump buttocks and moaning lasciviously. Zhao Zijie told her to turn over and lie face down on the bed, raising her big buttocks for him to play with, and Xiaoyu immediately complied. While Zhao Zijie was thrusting into her tight and narrow anus, he also reached out and rubbed her clitoris. Sure enough, a gush of fluid gushed out of her vagina, flowing down her tender white thighs and wetting the sheets. At the same time, her anus contracted and relaxed, releasing part of Zhao Zijie's penis inside her. Zhao Zijie felt a wave of pleasure as the hot, sticky fluid "splashed" and "splashed" out. "It sprayed into her body.

When Zhao Zijie ejaculated, she pressed her big buttocks against his penis, trying to make it penetrate deeply. After Zhao Zijie pulled out, he lay down on the bed. Xiaoyu kissed Zhao Zijie's face, then got off the bed and, like a prostitute, poured hot water to wash her genitals and anus. Then she wrung out a hot towel and knelt on the bed to wash Zhao Zijie's genitals clean. She even wiped his testicles before throwing the towel into the basin. Then she kissed Zhao Zijie's now limp penis. She rubbed it on his tender face for a while before lying down on the pillow."

Zhao Zijie embraced her smooth, delicate body and drifted off to sleep. He didn't know how long he slept, but then he felt a tickling sensation down there. Xiaoyu had curled up in the center of the bed and was taking his penis into her mouth, slowly sucking, teasing, and blowing on it, which woke him up and made his penis hard. She sucked even harder, moving it rhythmically. Zhao Zijie felt a tingling sensation from her nimble tongue. Zhao Zijie said, "Xiaoyu, you're so amazing! Zhao Zijie is about to cum!" Xiaoyu didn't say anything, but nodded at Zhao Zijie while holding his penis in her mouth, and sucked even tighter. Zhao Zijie had a burst of pleasure and ejaculated into her mouth. Xiaoyu held Zhao Zijie's penis in her mouth until he stopped ejaculating, then swallowed the mouthful of semen and licked his genitals clean.

When Zhao Zijie was drowsy, he remembered Xiaoyu resting her head on his thigh and taking his penis into her mouth again. The next day before dawn, Zhao Zijie was woken up by Xiaoyu sucking his penis. As soon as she saw Zhao Zijie open his eyes, she spat out his penis and laughed lasciviously, "Dear brother! Xiaoyu is so hungry down there! Have a good time with Xiaoyu!"

Zhao Zijie saw that she was cute and seductive, which aroused his lust, and with the early morning air, his energy was particularly strong. After getting out of bed and using the toilet, he stood by the bed, lifted her legs, and began to thrust wildly and violently. This time, he ravaged Xiaoyu, driving her to a frenzy of pleasure, to the brink of ecstasy.

Afterwards, she helped Zhao Zijie dress and wash his face. Zhao Zijie left some money, like a guest, and left. As he exited the gate, he didn't encounter anyone because it was still early. Zhao Zijie circled back to his residence. After knocking on the door, Qingmei, still sleepy, opened it. Back in the room, Qingmei nestled into Zhao Zijie's arms again. She said, "Was it good last night? Was that concubine good enough?"

Zhao Zijie touched her buttocks and said, "Not as good as you!" She pinched Zhao Zijie's leg and said, "Hmph! I don't believe you!"

Zhao Zijie fell asleep again. Since coming here, Zhao Zijie had slept with at least one woman every day. It was as if it were a sudden compensation for his decades of indifference to women. Zhao Zijie was practically lost in a dream, but it was reality after all. That afternoon, Zhao Zijie sat at his desk, thinking and calculating... It's been over half a month since he arrived. During this time, Zhao Zijie has frequently enjoyed intimate moments with Su Rong. At night, he also has Qingmei, this obedient and lovely girl, to keep him company, allowing him to touch and play with her as he pleases. It's truly a paradise! Just as he was lost in thought, Qingmei floated into the room. She threw herself into Zhao Zijie's arms and said, "Mother went to the city to pick up a new girl. Tonight, Uncle and Qingmei can have some fun in her bed, okay?"

Zhao Zijie kissed her little mouth, then touched her breasts and laughed. "Why does it have to be Su Rong's bed?" Qingmei asked mysteriously. "You'll find out tonight!"

Zhao Zijie didn't press further, but instead slipped his hand into her waistband and began to tease her vulva, saying, "Alright! I'll wait until tonight to experience it for myself. But since you've walked right into my trap, I'll have to put my finger in here first!" Qingmei blushed and said shyly, "It's broad daylight, how embarrassing!" By this time, Zhao Zijie's fingers, already wet from inside her, said, "Qingmei..." "I know you're really interested. If you're just worried about someone suddenly knocking on the door, why don't you just not take your clothes off completely? Just loosen your waistband and show that part so we can play!" Qingmei laughed. "How could you think of that? But if someone comes, you'll have to let me go!"

Zhao Zijie laughed. "Okay! I'll loosen your pants for you first!" As he spoke, Zhao Zijie unbuckled Qingmei's belt. Qingmei pulled her pants down a bit, then unbuttoned Zhao Zijie's pants and took out his already hard penis. He lowered his head, about to put it in her mouth. Zhao Zijie stroked her head and said, "No need to use your mouth, let me make you happy for a while first!" Qingmei raised her head, looked at Zhao Zijie with her pretty eyes and giggled, "Okay! Uncle, how are you going to play with Qingmei today?"

Zhao Zijie didn't answer, but just hugged Qingmei's delicate body into his arms. Qingmei obediently moved her buttocks, covering Zhao Zijie's penis with her exposed flesh. Zhao Zijie felt a warm and soft embrace, which felt extremely comfortable. Zhao Zijie stroked Qingmei's tender buttocks with both hands and said, "Qingmei, shall I put you on the table to play with?" Qingmei pressed her breasts against Zhao Zijie's chest and said in a coquettish voice, "Uncle, let me squeeze you first, and when you're wet down there, I'll let you put you on the table and play with you!" As she spoke, she contracted and relaxed her little flesh hole. Zhao Zijie also freed one hand to touch and knead her breasts.

Just as the two were enjoying themselves, there was a knock at the door. Startled, Qingmei hurriedly pulled away from Zhao Zijie's embrace and ran to open it. Zhao Zijie straightened his clothes and looked out through the window screen; someone had delivered a bag of rice. After seeing the person off and closing the door, Qingmei returned to Zhao Zijie's room. She immediately threw herself into his arms, saying, "You scared me to death!"

Zhao Zijie embraced her slightly trembling body and reached out to caress her breasts. Qingmei looked at Zhao Zijie coquettishly and said, "Uncle, I'm going to cook now. You can play with me again tonight!" After Qingmei left, Zhao Zijie lay down on the bed and fell asleep. At dinner time, Qingmei woke Zhao Zijie, urging him to get up and eat. Zhao Zijie opened his eyes and saw that the lights were already on; it was past eight o'clock in the evening. After dinner, Qingmei pulled Zhao Zijie to the washroom in Su Rong's room and helped him take a bath. While washing him, she said, "It's better to be clean. I've already washed myself thoroughly."

Zhao Zijie smiled but didn't answer, thinking to himself: Even if I'm clean, I'll still get her juices all over me later. But since she liked it, he let her wash him carefully. He felt particularly refreshed.

Qingmei, naked, led Zhao Zijie to Su Rong's bedside. She climbed onto the bed first and pulled down the horizontal strip at the top of the gauze curtain. It revealed a meticulously painted erotic picture. It depicted twenty-four positions of male and female intercourse, drawn with exquisite detail. When it touched the gauze curtain, it seemed to come alive. Qingmei was already in bed, watching Zhao Zijie intently admiring the erotic picture. She leaned close to Zhao Zijie, opened her small mouth, and took his penis in her mouth. She even licked and rolled the glans with her tongue.

Under the bright light, the bed inside the tent was truly a scene of boundless spring. Especially Qingmei's plump, fair skin, which aroused Zhao Zijie's lust even more. Zhao Zijie's penis suddenly swelled up and filled Qingmei's small mouth. Qingmei spat out the thick, hard penis and held it with her soft hands, saying, "Uncle, yours is too big, Qingmei's mouth can't hold it. Hang my feet on the straps at the foot of the bed so you can insert them and have fun!"

Zhao Zijie looked at the foot of the bed and, sure enough, there were two red ribbons. Qingmei parted her pink legs, and Zhao Zijie put her pair of small, tender feet on the two straps. Qingmei's hairy belly arched high. Her pink vulva was already wet. A pair of firm breasts rose and fell with her rapid breathing.

Zhao Zijie lay on top of her, and she quickly grasped his penis, saying, "Uncle, you've hoisted my legs up, so I can only be penetrated. You have to be gentle with me! I'll show you different styles later, like the ones in the picture!" She then guided the head of his penis to the entrance of her vagina. As soon as she released her hand, Zhao Zijie thrust his penis in forcefully, all the way in. Qingmei cried out, "Ouch!" Her whole body trembled; her vagina was tight and warm.

Zhao Zijie slowly moved in and out, his penis pulling out her tender, red flesh. When he thrust in, even her delicate labia were pushed inside. Zhao Zijie thrust faster and faster, and Qingmei's moans grew softer and softer. Finally, she closed her eyes and fell silent. Zhao Zijie kissed her cool, cherry-like lips, his teeth clenching as his tongue slipped inside. He touched her chest, feeling her faint heartbeat through her soft breasts. He continued to slowly thrust his penis in and out of Qingmei's body, gently teasing her nipples. After a while, Qingmei awoke and slowly opened her eyes. She looked at Zhao Zijie sweetly and said, "Uncle, you're so amazing! You've made Qingmei feel like she's dying and coming back to life!"

Zhao Zijie didn't answer, still watching with amusement as his penis moved in and out of her vagina.

As Zhao Zijie pulled out, Qingmei reached out and grasped his penis, saying, "Uncle, put my legs down and let me rest for a bit. Once I've caught my breath, I'll give you some different moves!"

Zhao Zijie complied. Qingmei pulled back her two tender white thighs and stroked her private parts, which had been reddened by Zhao Zijie's penetration. Then, following the posture in the erotic picture, she rode on Zhao Zijie in a "lotus position." She trembled her full breasts, twisting and swaying her buttocks, deeply enveloping Zhao Zijie's penis. Qingmei said wantonly, "Uncle, hold Qingmei's waist tight, I want to rub your glans."

Zhao Zijie held her slender waist, and Qingmei swayed her buttocks. Zhao Zijie felt a soft flesh rubbing against his glans inside her warm, tender vagina, a sensation that was both pleasurable and amusing. She said again, "Uncle, suck on my nipple!"

Zhao Zijie sucked on her nipple, but she moaned softly and became wet again, panting, "Uncle, I'm soft again!" Qingmei really was soft; she pressed herself against Zhao Zijie, unable to move. Zhao Zijie stroked her plump buttocks, slowly rubbing her anus. Zhao Zijie said, "Qingmei, do you want your little asshole to be fucked to death by your uncle?" She quickly replied, "Uncle, Qingmei's asshole isn't good. If you want to fuck, go fuck Mommy's. Mommy's asshole is amazing!"

Zhao Zijie asked, "What kind of amazing? How do you know?" Qingmei laughed, "When Mommy is being fucked, I often push my waist from behind. I heard that her asshole is very good at sucking men, even better than Qingmei's pussy! Uncle, you'll know once you try it. My asshole is too small. When Daddy was alive, he couldn't even get in. Let's play some fancy positions instead!" So Zhao Zijie and Qingmei continued to play all the positions depicted in the erotic painting. When they got to the "fire-starting-from-the-mountain" position, Zhao Zijie took advantage of the slippery surface and thrust into Qingmei's anus, which was indeed incredibly narrow. Qingmei screamed in pain, begging for mercy, crying out, "Ouch! It hurts so much! Uncle, please have mercy! You can insert whatever you want into Qingmei's mouth and little hole, just please don't hurt my little anus!" Qingmei's cries of pain seemed to give Zhao Zijie a strange stimulation, making him even more excited as he moved his penis inside her tight anus. Finally, Zhao Zijie ejaculated inside Qingmei's squeezed body.

Qingmei obediently let Zhao Zijie's penis remain inside her until it slid out automatically. Qingmei then sucked it clean with her little mouth, and then Zhao Zijie and Qingmei embraced. She said to Zhao Zijie, "Uncle, why don't you marry my mother?"

Zhao Zijie stroked her breasts and laughed, "I want to marry you?" Qingmei said sweetly, "Uncle, I can't marry you. I don't want to leave my mother. If you marry my mother, you can only play with me! Uncle, don't go back. Just stay and live with us!"

Zhao Zijie kissed her and said, "Okay! When your mother comes back, if she brings it up again, I'll agree." Qingmei smiled sweetly, hugged Zhao Zijie affectionately, and fell asleep. The next afternoon, Su Rong indeed brought back a little girl named Qiaoju. Zhao Zijie saw that she was about fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing coarse cloth clothes, with slightly dark skin, indicating that she came from a poor family. However, she had regular features, red lips, and white teeth, and could be considered a beauty in the making. It seemed that with a little care, she would be a future beauty. They ate dinner together. Su Rong said happily, "It's rare that you don't look down on my past!"

Zhao Zijie nodded in agreement. Su Rong continued, "Tonight I'll arrange for Qiaoju to join you, to add to the fun!"

Zhao Zijie was secretly delighted, but quickly said, "This... isn't that a bit inappropriate?" Su Rong smiled, "Qiaoju is a new girl I bought. It's better for her to be deflowered by you than for her to encounter a difficult customer in the future! Qiaoju, don't you think so?" Qiaoju blushed and nodded slightly. After dinner, Su Rong instructed Qingmei not to leave, but to stay and join the fun, and Qingmei was the first to strip naked. Then Su Rong asked Qiaoju to take off her clothes as well. Qiaoju lowered her head and shyly stripped naked in front of Zhao Zijie. It was clear that Qiaoju's body, which had been covered by clothes, was also white and delicate. Although her underdeveloped breasts were not spectacular, her small nipples were slightly upturned, which was very charming. Zhao Zijie couldn't resist reaching out to touch her, but Qiaoju, ticklish, pulled away. Su Rong, however, insisted that she undress Zhao Zijie. Qiaoju had no choice but to cautiously extend her trembling hands to remove Zhao Zijie's clothes. Zhao Zijie, of course, wanted to take advantage of her body, so he reached out to touch and squeeze her breasts. She trembled all over, looking at Su Rong as if pleading for help.

Su Rong said to her, "Qiao Ju, your uncle will be deflowering you soon. You should be a good girl and let him touch your body!" Qiao Ju said in a trembling voice, "I'm scared!" Qing Mei interjected, "Qiao Ju, don't worry. It's a pleasure for your uncle to play with you. When he plays with me, he not only touches and pinches me, but he also makes me feel like I'm dying of pleasure!" Su Rong also said, "That's right, Qiao Ju, your uncle will also put his man's thing inside you soon. You will experience pleasure you've never felt before. Women are born to let men penetrate them. Hurry up and take off your uncle's clothes!" At this moment, Qing Mei also went over and stripped Su Rong naked. Zhao Zijie looked at the three naked beauties beside him, and his penis was already throbbing with desire. When Qiao Ju took off Zhao Zijie's underwear, it sprang out. Qiao Ju was startled again. Su Rong said, "Qingmei, why don't you play with your uncle for a while? Let Qiaoju see what's going on, so she won't be so scared!" Without saying a word, Qingmei knelt down in front of Zhao Zijie. She opened her cherry-like mouth and took Zhao Zijie's penis into her mouth. She even used her tongue to play with the glans.

Su Rong said again, "Qiaoju, your uncle will use his treasure to make us feel so good. So we have to serve him for a while first. You should do the same when you receive guests in the future. Now you can learn to do it! You should watch carefully how Qingmei does it, and then you can try it too!" After sucking for a while, Qingmei pulled her place to Qiaoju. Qiaoju, who had never been with a man, was obviously very clumsy in this regard. Su Rong patiently instructed her from the side. She even personally held Zhao Zijie's penis in her mouth, licked, sucked, and demonstrated for Qiaoju!

Then, Su Rong asked Zhao Zijie to play with Qingmei for a while. Qingmei quickly lay down on the edge of the bed and raised her two pink thighs. They were in position, her lower abdomen protruding, waiting for Zhao Zijie's penis to enter. Zhao Zijie grasped Qingmei's small feet with both hands. His thick, hard penis smoothly slid into her warm, wet vagina. As Zhao Zijie thrust in and out, Qingmei cried out incessantly. Qiaoju, watching from the side, couldn't help but reach out and touch her own genitals. After playing for a while, Qingmei's vagina secreted a large amount of fluid, making a "splat" sound where Zhao Zijie and her bodies were joined. Qingmei, panting, said, "Uncle, Qingmei has been naughty enough, go and fuck Qiaoju!" Surong instructed Qiaoju to lie down on the edge of the bed as well. Zhao Zijie withdrew from Qingmei's body and moved in front of Qiaoju. At this moment, Zhao Zijie could clearly see that between Qiaoju's two snow-white, delicate legs, there was only a sparse tuft of hair. That raised area resembled a large white steamed bun. March 30th,
Chapter 212: The Beautiful Wife (Part 1)

The pink labia majora were deeply embedded in the alluring crevice of her full vulva. Zhao Zijie lifted Qiaoju's small feet. Qiaoju's feet were darker in color, but from her calves down, they became fair and delicate. Qingmei sat up from the bed and helped Zhao Zijie support Qiaoju's legs. Zhao Zijie gently parted Qiaoju's full, tender flesh with his fingers, revealing a tiny opening and a small, bright red nipple in the crevice. Zhao Zijie gently moved it, and Qiaoju's body trembled. The crevice gradually became moist. Zhao Zijie said to Surong, "Surong, Zhao Zijie wants to get some moisture on you so that it will be easier to enter Qiaoju." Surong said, "You came up with this idea, come on then!" As she spoke, Surong lifted one leg and stood on the edge of the bed. Zhao Zijie moved closer and inserted his thick, hard penis into her moist opening. While inserting into Surong, Zhao Zijie continued to caress Qiaoju's thighs and crevice. After a while of thrusting, Su Rong urged Zhao Zijie to deflower Qiaoju. So Zhao Zijie pulled his wet, erect penis from her vagina, pressed it against Qiaoju's narrow opening, and slowly pushed it in. Qiaoju gritted her teeth, silently enduring Zhao Zijie's thick penis forcing its way into her body. Because her vagina was so small, Zhao Zijie saw that her originally protruding flesh was dented by his thrusting. Although she was wet there, it seemed as if something was blocking it. Zhao Zijie thrust hard, and with a "plop," the head of his penis finally entered. He continued pushing inwards, until his entire thick, hard penis was inside her. Zhao Zijie felt it was tight and warm—it felt so good!

He reached down to Qiaoju's breasts, kneading them, and began thrusting. Qiaoju frowned and gritted her teeth, seemingly in unbearable pain. But Zhao Zijie couldn't care less at this point, letting his thick, hard penis pump in and out of her. When he pulled out, he saw that Qiaoju's vagina was bleeding. Although she dared not make a sound, she was in so much pain that sweat and tears streamed down her face.

Su Rong, watching from the side, couldn't bear it. She advised Zhao Zijie to play with her or Qingmei first. So that Qiaoju could rest, Zhao Zijie had her lie down on the edge of the bed. Then, he lifted her two tender white legs and thrust his penis, stained with Qiaoju's virgin blood, into her vagina. Qiaoju sat up, and Qingmei used a white handkerchief to wipe the bloodstains from her private parts. The two leaned against each other, secretly watching Zhao Zijie and Surong passionately having sex. Qiaoju gently stroked her injured private parts, and Qingmei hugged her, whispering, "It will hurt a little the first time, but it won't hurt afterward. Look how much fun Mother and Uncle are having. Uncle felt so good when he was playing with me just now!" At this moment, Surong was already very intoxicated by Zhao Zijie's thrusting. She moaned and cried out, her hands tightly gripping Zhao Zijie. The part of her body where Zhao Zijie was penetrating her pressed against him, and a large amount of vaginal fluid gushed out. Knowing she had already been satisfied, Zhao Zijie let her go for the time being and turned to Qingmei and Qiaoju. Qiaoju still looked at Zhao Zijie fearfully. Qingmei said to her, "Mother has had her fun, and I want to have some more! But tonight is your special night, so you should play with Uncle!"

Zhao Zijie also said, "Qiaoju, let me play with you! This time I'll make you feel really good!" Qiaoju was still very scared, but she had no choice but to spread her tender legs, allowing Zhao Zijie to lie on top of her. Qingmei leaned down and guided Zhao Zijie's penis to Qiaoju's vaginal opening. Zhao Zijie slowly inserted it, which was much easier than before. Qiaoju's body was still trembling with tension. But Zhao Zijie could see that she wasn't in as much pain as before. Zhao Zijie slowly moved his waist, letting his penis move slightly inside her. Qiaoju began to react; first, her vagina secreted fluid, making Zhao Zijie's thrusting smoother. Then her eyes welled up and her face flushed. Though she dared not cry out, she hummed softly.

Zhao Zijie knew she was aroused, so he began to thrust into her wantonly. At this moment, Qiaoju had forgotten the pain from before, her arms tightly wrapped around Zhao Zijie's body, her little hole becoming increasingly wet. Zhao Zijie moved her to the edge of the bed, adopting the position from when he deflowered her. Qingmei also sat down and held her legs, while Zhao Zijie thrust in and out, playing with and touching her breasts. Qiaoju finally became so excited that her legs trembled wildly, and her little hole convulsed violently. Zhao Zijie, feeling her release, also felt a surge of pleasure. He ejaculated inside her with a series of "plop" sounds.

Zhao Zijie lay on Qiaoju's body, basking in the afterglow for a while, before withdrawing his penis. Qiaoju's two tender white thighs were still twitching. Gazing at the red and white fluid overflowing from her vagina, Zhao Zijie felt a surge of satisfaction. Qingmei got out of bed, wrung out a hot towel, and wiped Zhao Zijie, Su Rong, and Qiaoju's genitals clean. Then she took Qiaoju to her room to sleep, leaving Zhao Zijie and Su Rong to sleep in each other's arms. In the morning, when Zhao Zijie woke up, Su Rong was still fast asleep in his arms. Looking at her pretty face and shapely body, Zhao Zijie recalled the past few days and her legendary romantic encounter, and felt an overwhelming sense of gratitude. Su Rong not only offered herself to him but also allowed the girls around her to provide for Zhao Zijie's sexual pleasure. Zhao Zijie didn't know how to repay her. "I should answer her."

Seeing the white and tender flesh at the end of her two fair and delicate thighs, Zhao Zijie's penis hardened again. Zhao Zijie embraced her warm and fragrant body, gently stroking her soft and supple breasts. Su Rong opened her sleepy eyes, looked at Zhao Zijie with a charming smile, and held his thick and hard penis in her hand, saying, "Darling, are you thinking about women again?"

Zhao Zijie said affectionately, "Ah Rong, you've been so good to me, I don't know how to repay you!" Su Rong smiled and said, "No need for repayment! We're in love, and I'm content!"

Zhao Zijie reached out and touched Su Rong's wet private parts, laughing, "Zhao Zijie, let's try mating now!" Su Rong lightly hit Zhao Zijie and said, "You never say nice things!" As she spoke, she had already spread her legs. Zhao Zijie pressed down on her, and Su Rong guided his penis into her soft body. As Su Rong thrust her lower abdomen to meet Zhao Zijie's thrusts, she said affectionately to him, "Darling! You can play with the women here, Zhao Zijie. Tonight, I'll have Qingmei become your little star too, okay?"

Zhao Zijie didn't answer, but continued thrusting repeatedly, until she moaned and gasped.

After they finished, Zhao Zijie lay on top of her, still with his penis inside her, and kissed her face tenderly. Su Rong said coquettishly, "Darling! Before you came, I sometimes dressed up as a girl in the backyard and picked a customer I liked to play with. But now that I want to raise a child, I won't do that anymore." Zhao Zijie generously said, "After you raise a child, if you want to change things up a bit, I won't mind if you have affairs with other men!" Su Rong kissed Zhao Zijie and said, "We'll talk about the future later!" After ending his crazy affair with the childhood sweetheart and her daughter, Zhao Zijie returned to Huaqiao Town and resumed his normal get off work life. His company is now the largest in the entire province. Having worked for a well-known company and experienced so much, Zhao Zijie suddenly understood that life is about enjoying oneself while one can. He realized that relationships between men and women are inherently like that. So, Zhao Zijie completely let go of his inhibitions and, using his money and power, began hunting down beautiful women. Zhao Zijie now had only one thought in mind: while he was still young and capable, he would indulge in the allure of these women's bodies until he could no longer do so. Only then would Zhao Zijie feel that his life had not been in vain. Soon, Zhao Zijie set his sights on a young woman.

From the window that opened outwards, about twelve windows could be seen, allowing him to observe the men and women entering and exiting behind the heavy iron gate opposite. The suite on the far left of the top row is occupied by a cosmetics counter saleswoman, which can be inferred from the uniform she wears every day: a light pink suit with a silver-threaded blue name tag, which is easy to find in department stores. She has a tall figure, long, straight hair, and a particularly beautiful forehead. Every time I peek at her from the side, I feel a dizzying sensation, as if I've encountered Xiao Qiang, which makes Zhao Zijie's penis throb uncontrollably in his pants.

Her name was Maggie Cheung, and she was Zhao Zijie's first object of lust. A pair of silk, high-cut thongs lay beside Zhao Zijie's pillow—hers. Every time he pressed the thong to his nose and penis, Zhao Zijie fantasized about personally removing it from her hips and pelvis, pushing aside her delicate, pink legs, burying his face in her wet mound, and licking the pink folds glistening with clear fluid. Then he would thrust into her between her white thighs, ejaculating wildly into her womb. Of course! Often, Zhao Zijie did ejaculate, but it was on the thong, which carried her scent—a mixture of her pungent, pinkish, and natural body odor.

Yes! She was indeed very sexy! In today's Y generation, she would be called a hot girl, especially with her short skirts worn late at night, revealing a hint of her alluring buttocks through her straight thighs. Zhao Zijie understood this perfectly well. Perhaps because she wore stockings for too long during the day, she rarely wore them at night. Zhao Zijie once glimpsed through binoculars a few strands of hair on her vulva, which were turned inside out next to her underwear and fluttering freely in the air. This instantly made Zhao Zijie's mouth water. However, Zhao Zijie was only peeping from fifty meters away. If they were sitting opposite each other, it is hard to guarantee that Zhao Zijie would not step forward, tear off her clothes, pull down her underwear, force his penis into her vulva, and thrust into her violently. And now, as readers, you can only glimpse Zhao Zijie's lonely figure behind the iron bars.

Last night, during a sleepless midnight after excessive sleep, Zhao Zijie heard the creaking sound of the iron gate across the street opening. He quickly opened a small corner of the window and peeked out. It was Maggie Cheung and another petite woman with short, dyed hair, carrying large bags and small bags as they strode into the building. Zhao Zijie checked the time on his wrist; it was 1:30 a.m. They must have been returning home exhausted after a night of partying. Luckily, they were with a woman; otherwise, even though they were complete strangers, Zhao Zijie would have felt a pang of jealousy.

Since Maggie Cheung's room was diagonally above Zhao Zijie's, it presented an inherent disadvantage in terms of the first essential element of voyeurism—a perfect vantage point. Zhao Zijie quickly put on his coat, grabbed his Texas Instruments 20x-100x adjustable monocular telescope (with tripod), and went to the rooftop. The night was quiet, and he wasn't worried about disturbing anyone. As soon as the light in Maggie Cheung's room came on, Zhao Zijie found the best position and angle, set up the telescope, lit a cigarette, and hoped for an unexpected performance that would make his trip worthwhile.

Zhao Zijie already knew that Maggie Cheung didn't close her windows before going to bed; perhaps the possibility of being spied on made her every move more arousing. He remembered the last time he spied on her, she was spreading her legs, letting her boyfriend penetrate her, facing the open window. Zhao Zijie seemed to see her eyes glancing at the flickering cigarette glow in his direction, her mouth open, making affected moans. The amount of vaginal fluid she released that time was considerable. It not only covered her boyfriend's short penis, but also glistened on her labia, the opening of her anus, her inner thighs, and the snow-white sheets. Through the binoculars, one could even see streams of thick, white fluid seeping from between her reddened labia minora and clitoris, barely visible through her vagina.

Through the binoculars, Zhao Zijie could see the entire bed and a small area around Maggie Cheung's room. They were probably tired and preparing to wash up. The woman with the highlights sat on the edge of the bed and quickly took off her blue t-shirt and pulled her low-waisted, tight-fitting trousers down to her ankles. She was wearing lace-trimmed silk panties, and through the semi-transparent front, one could see her thick pubic hair. Maggie Cheung was standing while changing, so Zhao Zijie couldn't see her movements. But from the white thong panties lying to the side, he knew that she was also undressing.

Soon, both women were completely naked. The woman with the dyed hair, though petite, had a rather impressive figure; her D-cup breasts stood firm, seemingly unaffected by gravity. A night breeze blew in through the window, making her chocolate-colored nipples stand out prominently against her well-developed areolas. When she stood up, from behind, one could see the two bulging labia emerging from the thicket of pubic hair between her thighs, their smooth, plumpness indicating frequent use. Her rounded buttocks, slightly parted at the sides, and the wrinkled petals around her anus, their dark brown sheen, made it impossible for Zhao Zijie not to realize that his penis could easily pass through.

It was common for women to bathe together, and at midnight, just before bedtime, this was a time-saving method. In just fifteen minutes, they emerged, still damp, lying on the bed, both completely naked, filling the room with a sensual atmosphere. At this moment, Zhang Manyu's body could be seen. She was quite tall, her entire body milky white, with pale pink areolas. Even her labia didn't have the dullness of lust, displaying a beautiful rose hue. To be honest, this was the most beautiful vulva Zhao Zijie had ever seen; in the provincial capital's parlance, it was truly a one-in-a-million treasure.

The two of them showed no signs of sleeping. They turned on the television, and through the frosted glass covering it, Zhao Zijie could still see that it was a locked channel. The two of them, nestled among several layers of cushions, whispered to each other. Before long, they leaned in together, embracing intimately, their hands beginning to move restlessly. The chocolate-colored hand first teased Zhang Manyu's rose-colored nipples, sometimes gently circling them; sometimes flicking the stimulated, swollen nipples. Zhang Manyu, in turn, reached down to tease the woman's crotch, rubbing her round, plump clitoris up and down. Zhao Zijie noticed that the woman with the dyed hair was panting slightly. Her originally tightly closed labia were now slightly slit due to engorgement, and clear, lustful fluid was flowing out, spreading along her buttocks and gradually and unconsciously moving up and down in response to Zhang Manyu's fingers. Zhang Manyu's other hand was also caressing her own vulva, tracing her labia with her middle finger, which was gradually drawing out strands of lustful fluid that glistened in the light.

Then, Zhang Manyu straddled the woman with the dyed hair, her buttocks raised directly to Zhao Zijie's gaze, and began licking her vulva with her tongue. Her vulva was already glistening with moisture, rippling with each movement of her tongue. In Zhao Zijie's view, Zhang Manyu's vulva and labia were completely exposed, and a stream of lustful fluid flowed down her labia to her inner thighs, heading towards her knees. She seemed to intentionally spread her legs, her engorged labia slightly parted, revealing her rose-colored labia opening and closing with the movement of her hips, trembling slowly.

At this moment, Maggie Cheung's tongue began to thrust in and out of the vagina, licking the labia and clitoris along the vaginal walls. Simultaneously, her right hand gently pressed against the anus. With waves of pleasure, the woman with the embroidered shirt tensed her body, desperately opening her thighs, deeply welcoming Maggie Cheung as if trying to suck her into her womb. Then, after spasms, a stream of milky white vaginal fluid shot onto Maggie Cheung's bright red lips.

Suddenly, Maggie Cheung left the scene, returning with an unopened box to the bed. The packaging was entirely in Japanese, featuring a diagram of a rod-shaped object. She quickly opened the box, taking out the contents: a pink electric dildo, about twenty centimeters long, roughly the size of Zhao Zijie's penis, with lifelike veins visible along its length. She playfully gestured in front of the woman with the embroidered shirt, then pretended to rock it back and forth. Zhao Zijie could almost feel the two of them laughing lewdly, completely devoid of shame.

The two women shifted to a 69 position, intertwined. Facing Zhao Zijie was the youthful face of the woman with the dyed hair and the pink vulva of Maggie Cheung. It was surprising how young the woman with the dyed hair was; it was impossible to reconcile her youthful appearance with her mature labia and prominent clitoris. The vibrating dildo was in Maggie Cheung's hand. She licked the woman's anus with her tongue, while her other hand moved the glans of the dildo between her labia. Because it was so wet, her labia minora automatically enveloped the glans, slowly sucking it. Due to the poor angle, Zhao Zijie could only see intermittently.

What was most clearly visible was Maggie Cheung's vulva, still dripping with vaginal fluid. Her labia minora, engorged from stimulation, trembled with each sucking of her lips. Zhao Zijie saw that the woman's eyes were already watery, and she was hissing and breathing heavily in a wanton manner. Suddenly, she rolled her eyes and two tears spilled out. Zhang Manyu had already inserted the vibrating dildo into her vagina two-thirds of the way in. With the movement of her body, she actively used the tip of her tongue to insert into Zhang Manyu's vagina, and deliberately rubbed the clitoris with the tip of her nose. Zhang Manyu's small clitoris was now engorged and swollen with blood in the water, with a faint blood color.

As the woman with the tweed swayed her hips, the vibrating dildo was fully inserted into her vagina. Besides its own writhing motion, Maggie Cheung also moved up and down rhythmically. Each upward withdrawal brought forth a trickle of vaginal fluid, which remained near her labia and dripped onto Zhao Zijie and Maggie Cheung's faces. The woman with the tweed seemed to be approaching another climax; her open buttocks moved faster and faster towards the penis, her hands gripping Maggie Cheung's thighs tightly, her head shaking from side to side. Zhao Zijie knew she was about to climax. Suddenly, he saw her arch her back, forcefully sitting down on the dildo, burying her face in Maggie Cheung's labia, twitching slightly. A thick stream of vaginal fluid gushed down beside the penis, followed by a deep gasp.

Seeing this, Zhao Zijie lit another cigarette, simultaneously pulling his penis out of his pants. A tingling, itchy sensation spread across the walls of his penis. He stroked it with his gloved hand, thinking of Maggie Cheung's rose-like vulva, her engorged, moist labia, and her swollen clitoris.

Was it the light of the cigarette that alerted her? Zhao Zijie seemed to see her turn over, smiling slightly at the window, pushing aside the panting woman with the dyed hair, spreading her legs wide open towards him, rubbing her vulva with her fingers. She first licked her clitoris and labia with her own fluids, then inserted her middle finger into her vagina. Through the binoculars, her watery, wanton eyes seemed to gaze seductively at Zhao Zijie, her tongue playfully licking her lips, clearly aware she was being spied on. She was extremely excited, her juices flowing freely, soaking the sheets. Her beautiful buttocks moved rhythmically against the wet sheets towards Zhao Zijie, her anus visibly opening and closing in stimulation.

With her hissing breaths, her fingers thrust faster and faster into her vagina, her waist arching taut. Then, she turned to the side, picked up the wet, juice-soaked vibrating dildo, and inserted it between her labia. Since her vagina was already thoroughly wet, it went in effortlessly. With each thrust, she twisted her body back and forth, her other hand caressing her vulva.

Because of the perfect angle, Zhao Zijie could see her labia minora sometimes unfolding, sometimes sinking in, as her juices flowed down her white hand and dripped onto the sheets. The juices flowing down her buttocks to her anus were also being smeared across her vulva and buttocks by her other hand. She began to increase the speed of her thrusts, each time penetrating all the way to the shaft and then pulling out until the glans. Goosebumps rose on her skin, her eyes became unfocused, and she bit her lip, her head twisting as she moaned absently.

After a period of rapid thrusting, her labia were engorged and slightly red, and her vaginal fluids gushed out like a bursting spring. Finally, after a painful spasm, she abruptly pulled out her penis, and a torrent of milky white vaginal fluid shot into Zhao Zijie's line of sight, dripping onto the sheets. At that moment, the tingling sensation in Zhao Zijie's urethra reached its peak. After a blissful, gallon-like sensation, Zhao Zijie forcefully ejaculated his thick semen into the star-studded void. In the instant she ejaculated, Zhao Zijie seemed to glimpse her resentful gaze towards him.

The next day, her resentful eyes and alluring vulva still lingered in Zhao Zijie's mind. So, dressed in his best clothes and filled with the anticipation of a romantic encounter, he left work early and went to her department store counter. "Hello sir, what can I help you with?" he greeted professionally. "Do you have this perfume?"

Zhao Zijie pulled out the silk high-cut thong he'd stolen from her, which lay beside his pillow, and handed it to her. She took it, glanced at it briefly, and her face flushed crimson. She lowered her head, her eyes darting towards Zhao Zijie with seductive allure. "Yes! Yes, but it's out of stock right now. It won't be restocked until I finish work! Come back promptly at six."

Zhao Zijie agreed and, with a bouncy gait, wandered aimlessly through the twilight streets. Stepping out of the department store, he was met with the deafening roar of cars, mingled with the gentle evening breeze of early summer, making him feel somewhat disoriented. The length of daylight gradually surpassed that of night in this season, a feeling particularly acute at the end of the workday after a hard day's work.

Facing the intersection of Zhongzheng Road and Zhongyang Road, a major traffic artery in Huaqiao Town, the traffic flow increased noticeably as the end of the workday approached. Zhao Zijie paced back and forth, his head bowed, savoring the shy, alluring beauty of Zhang Manyu's pretty face. A surge of desire rose within him, and a tightening gripped his crotch. Perhaps tonight he could finally kiss her, boldly sucking on her rose-like vulva, tasting her overflowing, wanton juices. For now, he had to restrain himself. This vixen was truly unpredictable. Just moments before, at such close range, she moved with the dignified grace of a well-bred lady, her unconsciously radiating an air of superiority that made Zhao Zijie feel utterly inferior and at a loss for words. Heaven knows, at night, she could so wantonly spread her legs, using an electric dildo to penetrate his tender orifice, causing streams of white, cloudy juices to flow uncontrollably. Was the difference between a lady and a wanton woman merely a matter of sunrise and sunset?

Actually… Just like Xiao Qiang, whom Zhao Zijie had long coveted, despite her seemingly virtuous and chaste appearance on television, in Zhao Zijie's eyes, her round, slightly parted buttocks, her watery eyes, and her affected coquettish manner made him imagine how many men had sat on her lap, their thick penises encasing her pink vulva, thrusting up and down with her head swaying; how much lustful fluid had soaked her labia, clitoris, and anus, mingling with the stench of men's semen, staining her underwear and bedding. Perhaps with an impromptu jump, the warm semen of eight or nine men could overflow from her vulva.

Zhao Zijie's thoughts swirled with these lewd ideas when suddenly his shoulder twitched, and a clear voice rang out behind him: "Brother Zijie! It's you."

Zhao Zijie turned around and saw a beautiful woman with dyed blonde hair and a curvaceous figure. Her features showed signs of mixed heritage, with a high nose and a small mouth. "It's Xiaoxue! What brings you shopping? Don't you have a shift today?" Zhao Zijie immediately recognized Xiaoxue, the pole dancer from the nightclub. She had a serpentine waist and a devilish figure. Every time she danced on Zhao Zijie's hips in her see-through thong, the swollen labia she vaguely revealed always sent a shiver down his spine.

"The first show today is here. I came first!"

"When?"

"10 o'clock at Popo. You have to come!"

Zhao Zijie had been itching to fuck her for a while, so he had to make the most of it today. "Just this one show today. I'll have some fun with you tonight, Zijie."

"What kind of fun?"

Zhao Zijie asked deliberately. She wrinkled her nose playfully at Zhao Zijie and said, "Fuck your dick!" Then she disappeared like the wind at the intersection. Hey! Fuck my dick, Zhao Zijie will fuck you until your legs tremble and you're pissing and begging him not to pull his penis out.

Pushing open the gaudy red, blue, and green carved glass door, one enters a space of about five square meters. On the wall hangs an altar adorned with a statue of Pigsy (Zhu Bajie), three sticks of incense casting wisps of smoke that drift towards the ceiling. A cheap clock hangs nearby, the time just past five. To the right is a gilded counter, laden with various kinds of herbal teas and five or six alcohol lamp coffee makers. Near the waist is a long lumbar support wrapped in leather and foam. To the left are two large and two small rose-colored leather sofas, surrounding a thick wooden coffee table in the center. A long-haired girl sits on one of the sofas, munching on sunflower seeds, her long, slender legs dangling on the coffee table.

As Zhao Zijie enters, the sound of wind chimes ringing out, and the girl leaps up from the sofa. Seeing Zhao Zijie, a smile spreads across her face like ripples. She rushed over, then suddenly bent down and wrapped her entire body around Zhao Zijie, her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist, her delicate face pressed tightly against his cheeks. Naturally, Zhao Zijie placed his hands on her buttocks, pressing her firmly against his body.

This was Liu Fangxia, one of Zhao Zijie's women, whom he met while seeking pleasure. She worked at this coffee shop/tea parlor. Readers might not understand what a coffee shop/tea parlor is, but to put it simply, it's a "touching tea parlor"! The "touching tea parlors" here generally only offer half-service, like a handjob or a penis suck, and you can only touch their breasts and rub their vulvas; to truly penetrate their charms and find their paradise, you'd need some real skill and allure.

Going up the hidden door behind the counter were individual cubicles, each about two square meters in size. Each cubicle contained a sofa bed and a Japanese-style table; a television was optional, a perk reserved for the ladies. That two-square-meter space was your spot for enjoying the view. The pungent, fishy smell of semen in the air told you how many lives had been lost to their lips, shattered on the filthy carpet. Liu Fangxia wore dark brown makeup, black mini-shorts, and a tight-fitting cotton low-cut t-shirt. Her nails were painted silver, and she wore silver strappy high-heeled sandals, looking like a night elf. In the blink of an eye, she was on top of Zhao Zijie. Seeing the joy in her alluring eyes and full lips, Zhao Zijie couldn't help but kiss her forehead. "Why are you so happy?"

Zhao Zijie asked in her ear.

"You've been asking for it! It's been so long since I've been here," she complained. "Isn't that what you're doing?" "

You don't know, every day it's either old men or those bookworms in the park coming over. My girl's practically covered in cobwebs! I'm not letting them touch me!"

"Do you really expect me to help you get in?"

Zhao Zijie teased her. "Do you want me to let others in?" "She had barely finished speaking when, as if remembering something, she shook her head: "No way! Just thinking about it is annoying." Taking advantage of the gap, Zhao Zijie moved his hands between her thighs inside her shorts. Through the stockings, he could feel the heat rising from the center of her plump labia, and the silk panties between them were gradually becoming damp. Zhao Zijie wiped away a thin layer of her vaginal fluid, brought it to his nose, and laughed at her: "You get touched by men every day, and you're still so sensitive that you're constantly leaking juices."

"..." She buried her face in Zhao Zijie's ear shyly: "I don't know either, I get all aroused when I'm with you." She murmured: "How about it? When the manager comes back later, let's go upstairs!" She whispered in Zhao Zijie's ear.

Remembering his six o'clock appointment with Maggie Cheung, Zhao Zijie weighed the pros and cons and said to her, "But I have to go to a client's dinner at six o'clock, what if I don't have time to order your table?" "

Then what are you doing here?" she pouted her full lips and said indignantly. "It's been a month since we last met, isn't it good to chat with you?"

"..."

Zhao Zijie knew that Liu Fangxia was a reasonable woman and would never hold a grudge over Zhao Zijie's business. Looking at the clock on the wall, she thought for a moment and said, "Sit on the sofa for a bit, I'll be out in a bit." After saying that, she pushed open the hidden door behind her and walked gracefully towards the ladies' lounge.

Zhao Zijie sat on the sofa, lit a cigarette, and hissed smoke rings towards the ceiling, not understanding what this girl was up to. Only three minutes later, she called out and saw her push open the door and come out. She had already taken off her black stockings and was wearing a knee-length skirt, walking towards Zhao Zijie with a smile. "What's wrong?"

Zhao Zijie was still confused. She sat down on Zhao Zijie's lap with her back to him, turned her head, and said to him with a blush, "Take... take... that out." She then stroked Zhao Zijie's penis.

Chapter 213 Beautiful Wife Part Two

. Zhao Zijie, as if understanding, reached under her skirt. It was smooth and sticky to his touch. "Is this okay? Aren't you afraid the manager will see us when he gets back?" Actually, Manager Chen was quite familiar with Zhao Zijie. Even if he saw Zhao Zijie having sex with Liu Fangxia in the lobby, it wouldn't be surprising. He was just worried that Liu Fangxia might be embarrassed! "We're sitting back to back. If we're seen, it'll just look like we're hugging and being affectionate. No one will see under her skirt!" She seemed to have already planned it all out. If Zhao Zijie had been flirting with such a seductive and alluring woman like Liu Fangxia for so long, and his hands had touched her warm, moist labia, it would be strange if his penis hadn't stirred! She had barely unzipped Zhao Zijie's shirt when his penis eagerly sprang out.

She wiped the tip and teased Zhao Zijie, "Look! Who's so wet?"

"What kind of wetness?"

"Um...heavenly water!...forgetfulness water! Can I?" she stammered. "What's it for?"

Zhao Zijie persisted. Instantly, her ears turned bright red, and she whispered, "...for...for...for...for pretty girls."

"So, do you want me to do it?" she asked, head bowed, nodding with a shy smile. "Didn't you hear me?"

Zhao Zijie pretended not to see her movements.

"...I...I...want...want!" Though her face was flushed with embarrassment, her crotch was already gripping Zhao Zijie's penis between her labia, sliding back and forth. A stream of thick, hot, sticky vaginal fluid slid back and forth, coating Zhao Zijie's scrotum and penis. The erotic sensation of it touching the delicate texture of her vulva made his penis throb. Zhao Zijie felt as if Liu Fangxia's labia were a fireball surrounding him, as if trying to suck him in. "Oh...good husband...it's so big...so big..." she gasped. "Do you want it...?" She rubbed her clitoris back and forth between the folds of his penis, her swollen labia stickily enveloping his penis: "...I miss it so much...oh...I really miss it so much..."

Zhao Zijie reached under her skirt and stroked her anus. Vaginal fluid pooled between her petals, wet and arousing. As her breathing became more rapid, her movements became faster. Every time the head of his penis slid past her clitoris and into the opening of her labia minora, she would thrust particularly hard, and her moans would become especially wanton. "Oh...oh...oh...it's so itchy inside...so itchy...good...good husband...can you put it in?"

"Put it in what?"

"...Um...this..." She grabbed his penis with her other hand, about to insert it into her vagina. Zhao Zijie supported her buttocks from below with both hands, letting the glans lightly touch her clitoris, but he wouldn't insert it: "Please me!"

"Please...please...good husband...quickly put your...cock...in..."

Zhao Zijie lifted her buttocks, his penis suddenly stood up straight, then he aimed the glans at her vaginal opening, and with a slight release, it had already slid in halfway. The vaginal walls twitched slightly upon contact with his penis, then gripped it tightly and began to wriggle. Zhao Zijie held her as he moved his penis up and down, but only halfway in, refusing to insert it completely.

"Mmm...oh...good...so good...so good..." She turned her head, leaning against Zhao Zijie and moaning, "...oh...good husband...deeper...deeper...it's even itchier inside."

Zhao Zijie ignored her, still thrusting half of his penis in and out, even deliberately letting the bulging walls of his vagina press against his clitoris and rub up and down. She turned her head, looking at Zhao Zijie with seductive, watery eyes, "Oh...good husband...faster...faster...hurry up and thrust in harder..."

Seeing that her eyes were almost overflowing with water, Zhao Zijie loosened his grip slightly, and she had already swallowed his penis completely, "Oh...so...good...so good...so...so good..." she moaned in Zhao Zijie's ear.

Zhao Zijie felt his entire penis being tightly enveloped by her warm, moist, tender vagina, sometimes loose, sometimes tight, with a stream of hot water flowing around the glans and overflowing into Zhao Zijie's lower abdomen. Just then, a series of footsteps echoed from behind the hidden door, followed by a soft thud as the door was pushed open again… Hearing the footsteps, Liu Fangxia frowned, her vagina tightening. Zhao Zijie's penis was gripped by an unprecedentedly warm and soft sensation, instantly sending him into a state of intense arousal. He involuntarily let out a soft "Ah!" Liu Fangxia quickly turned her head and covered Zhao Zijie's mouth with her own.

She then spread her legs wide, her vulva opening again. Panting, she forcefully pulled her tender vagina all the way to the tip of his penis, pressing against his scrotum. With one hand, she lifted her skirt, completely concealing their illicit union, while with the other hand… She removed Zhao Zijie's hand that had been rubbing against her petals, wiped away the dripping fluid inside her skirt, and calmly brought her knees together. As the hidden door opened, a man and a woman filed out. The man had a full beard, bloodshot eyes, and was chewing betel nut with a grin, walking with a slight stagger. The woman was about seventeen or eighteen years old, full of youthful energy. She wore only a light brown cotton bodice, her well-developed, fair breasts seemingly ready to burst forth. Her lower body was covered by beige stretchy, tight-fitting trousers, her shapely buttocks taut against the fabric, revealing the alluring curves of her vulva and the parted cleavage.

Her face was innocent and charming, her round eyes blinking brightly, her plump cherry lips pouting. Wearing high heels, she slipped past Zhao Zijie and Liu Fangxia and slipped behind the counter. Staring at her alluring buttocks as she bent over, his penis throbbed again inside Liu Fangxia. Liu Fangxia glared at Zhao Zijie and spat, "You pervert!" Taking advantage of the moment when the two were paying at the counter, she quickly lifted her buttocks and vigorously thrust her hips against Zhao Zijie's penis a few times. The warm, slippery flesh of her vagina slid against his penis, a sweet sensation that made Zhao Zijie hiss and gasp.

Just as he was about to grab her plump buttocks and thrust into her hard, the girl finished paying and walked towards the sofa. Zhao Zijie had no choice but to obediently hug Liu Fangxia around the waist, pretending to be intimately talking. "Oh! Sister Fang, so affectionate!" the girl teased. Yes! Seeing Zhao Zijie and Liu Fangxia's expressions, there couldn't be many people who could keep their mouths shut. "That's just how old people are, always hugging and cuddling." Liu Fangxia glared at Zhao Zijie, looking helpless.

The girl's round, pretty eyes stared at Zhao Zijie: "He's quite handsome! There aren't many men with such charisma and good looks these days." Ha! Zhao Zijie found it a bit funny to hear the little girl commenting on his appearance, but since it was a compliment, he still gave her a standard smile. "He's just a bit lecherous, be careful he doesn't take a liking to you and do something inappropriate." "

Really? Then I'll have to be careful!" She finished speaking and looked Zhao Zijie up and down meaningfully.

The girl, clutching her lower abdomen, walked to the opposite sofa and sat down, pouring tea for each of the three people. "Where did Xiao Chen go? I haven't seen him."

"Oh! He went to dinner with friends, he won't be back until after six."

"What kind of honest man is he? He's such a troublemaker, he's driving me crazy! I'll never sit at his table again!" the girl said, clutching her lower abdomen and frowning. "What's wrong?" Liu Fangxia asked. Seeing them change the subject, Zhao Zijie felt a wicked thought rise in his mind. He slightly pulled his waist back, then secretly exerted his strength and thrust forward, his penis sliding inside Liu Fangxia's vagina, slipping against her clitoris.

"Oh…did he hurt you…?" Liu Fangxia felt a pang of pleasure in her vagina and accidentally groaned, so she casually asked, pinching Zhao Zijie hard with her slender hand. "Damn it!" "He insisted on touching me outside my underwear, practically reaching inside. We wrestled for ages, and look at his hand, his stomach, and... that area, it's all red! Damn it! He might even get a bruise! If he dares to come again, I'll get Ah Long to stop him," the girl said angrily. "

Then why don't you leave? Why are you just standing there?" Liu Fangxia asked her. "I'm smart enough to suggest I give him a handjob, to make him cum a few times. I bet he's

seeing stars now, all weak and trembling." "He didn't let you cum that many times, did he?" Liu Fangxia said skeptically. "Hey! That takes skill! I'll use my hand to make him cum once, then put on a condom and blow-dry him again, then take off my pants so he can't touch them, and then I'll use my hand to rub it and make him cum again."

"Ha! I bet he's been holding it in for a long time," Liu Fangxia laughed.

"It must be! She asked me if I could have sex with him for five hundred yuan. Even if I'm short of money, I still have to consider the quality!" After saying that, she glanced at Zhao Zijie and said to Liu Fangxia with ill intent, "If it's someone like your man, I'll do it for free."

Zhao Zijie's penis, which had just rested a little and moved away from Liu Fangxia's vulva, swelled up again upon hearing this and pushed against her vulva with the vaginal muscles. Liu Fangxia must have felt it. She leaned forward slightly, reached out and picked up two cups of tea, and then forcefully made Zhao Zijie sit down again. "Brother Zijie, have a cup of tea!" Liu Fangxia turned her head and handed the tea to Zhao Zijie with a warning look.

Zhao Zijie couldn't take it anymore. His penis was inside Liu Fangxia's warm, slippery vagina, and warm, lustful fluid dripped down her buttocks onto her lower abdomen. A few restless pubic hairs near her anus were teasing Zhao Zijie's scrotum. He couldn't move; the itching was unbearable. Suddenly, Liu Fangxia became playful, her legs opening and closing rhythmically. Perhaps her vagina was also aroused and uncomfortable. Zhao Zijie felt the itching subside slightly, but his penis continued to swell and swell, the glans becoming hot, making him want to thrust forcefully.

"Sister Fang, can you check how badly I'm hurt?" the girl suddenly said, already walking around the coffee table to Zhao Zijie and Liu Fangxia. Before Liu Fangxia could reply, she unbuttoned her pants and started to pull them down. "Is this okay? This is the main hall. What if guests come and they get us?" Liu Fangxia was at a loss. "Lying down, the chair back covers you, you can't see! As soon as the wind chimes ring, I'll quickly pull my pants up." With that, she pulled her tight pants down to her knees and brazenly lay down next to Zhao Zijie, clasping her hands together on her knees and pulling them towards her chest. Her eyes, watery and fixed on Zhao Zijie, were visible to Liu Fangxia.

"This slut, she's clearly trying to seduce me!"

Zhao Zijie cursed inwardly, but his eyes betrayed him, glancing directly at her crotch. He saw a pair of white silk high-waisted panties tightly covering her plump labia, a small wet patch in the center of her vulva, the shape of her vaginal cavity clearly visible, and large red patches on either side of her groin. Zhao Zijie was suddenly overcome with a burning urge to lick it, his heart itching with desire. But then he saw Liu Fangxia stretch out her right hand and gesture towards the swollen, red area beside the girl's labia, before forcefully pulling her arm up and laughing and scolding, "You little slut, trying to seduce Fangjie's man? Go away! I have some ointment in my bag, hurry up and apply it, or it'll get infected!" The girl obediently glanced at Zhao Zijie, then sullenly went inside in her high heels. "Hmph! You're quite sensitive, aren't you? She's only been there five minutes, and you've already made three moves." Liu Fangxia spat at Zhao Zijie angrily. "How can you blame me? Any normal man would do that!"

Zhao Zijie retorted. "I'll make you behave!" She then began to sway her hips, sometimes fast, sometimes slow. "I'm the one who'll make you behave!" Zhao

Zijie had been wanting to have his way with her for a while. He pushed her towards the coffee table, lifted her skirt to her waist, revealing her round buttocks. His penis, glistening with milky white vaginal fluid, was connected to her parted labia. Her two tender, clam-like labia minora, swollen and red with passion, tightly encircled his penis.

Zhao Zijie straightened up, spread her straight legs, and bent into the most lewd position, thrusting into her hard back and forth. "Say it! Will you behave?"

Zhao Zijie sternly rebuked her. Each time, Zhao Zijie thrust hard into her clitoris, and when he pulled out, he deliberately scraped the vaginal walls with the head of his penis as he slowly withdrew, while his other hand also teased her round clitoris. "Mmm! ...Oh! ...Mmm! ...No...No...You're the one who's being dishonest!" she moaned in protest. "Is that so?" Zhao

Zijie quickened his piston-like movements, and streams of vaginal fluid bubbled and flowed down to the pubic hair on her lower abdomen as his penis withdrew, then spread down her taut thighs.

Liu Fangxia seemed to be in a state of blissful ecstasy, her pupils rolled upwards in her seductive eyes, her full lips tightly clenched, and her beautiful buttocks and waist glistening with sweat. With each thrust, she pushed Zhao Zijie's movements to their utmost limit. "Oh! Oh! I...I...I don't want to be obedient...I want to be so lewd...I want you to...fuck me every day..." Suddenly, an unprecedented warmth surged within her wet vagina, an irrepressible feeling of fullness. Zhao Zijie wrapped his arms around Liu Fangxia's thighs, extending his penis to its deepest point. The glans felt the hot vaginal fluid shooting out from Liu Fangxia's uterus, and his heart skipped a beat. His glans felt hot, and with a few wonderful shivers, thick semen shot out like an arrow, mixing with Liu Fangxia's flowing vaginal fluid.

"Oh...so comfortable...so good..."

After climbing to the top of Mount Everest, Zhao Zijie's legs cramped slightly. He wrapped his arms around Liu Fangxia and sat down on the sofa. "Is it comfortable, Fang?" Zhao Zijie asked her. A stream of hot semen fell onto Zhao Zijie's lower abdomen, even wetting his buttocks along the groove. "Hoo...hoo...so comfortable...I really wish I could stay like this with you forever!" Liu Fangxia was still panting, and with each breath, her plump, tender vagina continued to twitch. "Look! I've given you everything I've been saving for so long! And you still say I'm not honest." She smeared some semen, whether hers or Zhao Zijie's, on the base of his still-parting penis, waved it in front of her eyes, and said coquettishly.

Zhao Zijie stuck out his tongue and licked her slender, bamboo-like fingers. A strong, fishy smell, mixed with the unique fragrance of Liu Fangxia's vulva, flooded his taste buds and nose. "Oh! It's disgusting, eating your own stuff." She wrinkled her nose and said with disgust. "Heh! I like the part that belongs to you!" The wind chimes rang, and the flirtatious banter stopped. Liu Fangxia walked nonchalantly to the counter. Under the light, the glistening wet stains on her inner thighs were faintly visible.

Zhao Zijie quickly zipped up his pants and stood up. The thug-like Xiao Chen saw Zhao Zijie, and his two thick eyebrows exaggeratedly rose into an inverted V shape. "Hey! Wow! Zijie has graced us with his presence!"

Zhao Zijie glanced at the clock on the wall. Damn! 5:45. He had to leave. "Hey! You bet I've been waiting for you for thirty minutes. I have to go as soon as you come back." "

Why so fast! Aren't you going upstairs for a bit?"

"I'm really busy, maybe next time!"

"Wait a minute, I'll get you what you asked for last time." He then slipped behind the counter and rummaged through the drawers.

Taking advantage of this moment, Zhao Zijie whispered to Liu Fangxia, telling her to go to the dressing room to tidy up, his right hand lightly touching the inside of her thigh. Liu Fangxia blushed and darted inside like the wind. "Oh! I almost forgot." She said, reaching out to take a tube of toothpaste-like substance from Xiao Chen. Ha! This isn't ordinary toothpaste! It can be quite effective if used at the right time and place! Panting, Zhao Zijie dragged his slightly trembling legs back to the department store's Maggie Cheung cosmetics counter. It was already 6:05. Zhao Zijie's vision blurred, and for a while, he felt dizzy and disoriented, unable to see Maggie Cheung anywhere. "Sir! What would you like?" "She was a mature and elegant middle-aged woman, wearing the same uniform. Her ample breasts seemed about to burst open the buttons, and her jet-black hair was styled in a bun, exuding an air of nobility." "What a feminine woman!"

Zhao Zijie thought to himself, his gaze lingering on her waist and hips. She was a woman reminiscent of Cecilia Cheung. Zhao Zijie began to fantasize about spreading Cecilia Cheung's buttocks and forcefully thrusting into her dark, firm vulva. What a fangirl! "Is Maggie Cheung here?"

Zhao Zijie asked. "Oh! She went to the dressing room," the woman replied coldly.

"Then I'll wait for her!" he said, pretending to admire the merchandise in the display case, before slipping to the woman's side to admire her silhouette. "You're late!" "Zhang Manyu's melodious voice rang out. Turning around, Zhao Zijie saw an infinitely beautiful figure slowly walking towards him from the other end of the corridor. Her long hair flowed like satin, her figure was soft and graceful, and her dimples held a gentle smile. She swayed gracefully as she approached him, truly a fairy descended from the Jade Pool. There was no beauty more beautiful than this." "Weren't you going to change clothes?"

Zhao Zijie assumed that was why she was going to the dressing room.

"You've been spying on me for so long. Every time I go home, I'm wearing my uniform." She said softly. "Here! This is the perfume you ordered." She handed Zhao Zijie a thin paper bag from the boutique. "Don't look. You can look later when we get in the car." She went behind the counter, picked up her Chanel handbag, and didn't forget to say this. After chatting with the beautiful woman for a few words, she said goodbye, took Zhao Zijie's arm, and walked towards the door.

Everything seemed so natural, as if Zhao Zijie and she were already well-acquainted lovers. Zhao Zijie felt as if he were floating on clouds, weak and unable to muster any strength. Seeing the genuine happiness in her eyes and the corners of her mouth, Zhao Zijie felt even more bewildered. As soon as they settled in the car, Zhao Zijie eagerly opened the paper bag, muttering, "You! You know I'm just flirting with you, why did you even pack a bottle of perfume for me!" His hand reached for a warm, soft, silky fabric. Pulling it out, he found a small silver thong, white silk with silver lace embroidery—how exquisite and adorable!

"I went into the dressing room just for your perfume!" she said shyly, her cheeks flushed. "That's what I just changed out of! It smells like me!" she whispered, burying her face in Zhao Zijie's neck. Zhao Zijie brought the scent close to his nose, and a faint, sweet rose fragrance wafted in, mingled with a strange and wonderful aroma. Perhaps this was the blissful scent emanating from Maggie Cheung's secret place. "Yes! Yes! It's this perfume!"

Zhao Zijie inhaled deeply, speaking with abandon. "Let's go! Stop standing there, I have so many things you don't know to tell you!" She abruptly interrupted Zhao Zijie's moment of reverie.

"Yes! I have so many things to ask you too!"

Zhao Zijie thought to himself. The car sped through the town of Huaqiao, its lights just beginning to twinkle. In the soft night, the bustling crowds and the sea of cars seemed to have donned a different face, unlike the hurried and solemn daytime, instead veiled in a light, beautiful, and unrestrained atmosphere. Women's clothes were shorter, men's faces were smiling, and the colorful neon lights were on. "Shall we find a place to eat?"

Zhao Zijie suggested. "Let's go home first! I want to take a shower!" Maggie Cheung replied to Zhao Zijie. "Then come out to eat after you shower!"

"Okay!" That was the only option. Zhao Zijie and Maggie Cheung lived in two newly built apartment buildings right next to each other. It only took about ten minutes to get there from Zhongzheng Road to Wuling Road, but the narrow streets were now crowded with rush hour traffic, making it a stop-and-go experience, and they had to constantly battle the changing traffic lights. Usually, when there was a traffic jam, Zhao Zijie's adrenaline would be pumping, and he would be restless and impatient. But now it was completely different. With his beautiful woman beside him, the rich scent of orchids and musk wafted over, mixed with the provocative aroma emanating from her body. He wished time could stand still, and they could sit like this forever.

"Why do you seem to know me so well?"

Zhao Zijie finally asked her. "Hmm... Your name is Zijie, you're 28 years old, you own two companies, you live across from my window, and you're always spying on me with binoculars, aren't you?" Zhao

Zijie's mouth dropped open, embarrassed that his shameful secret had been exposed. It turned out that their encounter wasn't just a beautiful memory for Zhao Zijie; she had never forgotten it either. That fleeting glance that day had captivated Zhao Zijie with her every smile and gesture, leading him to become hopelessly addicted to secretly watching her, while she, too, remained observant of the sharp, hidden gaze from behind that distant window. It was purely a coincidence.

One evening after the Spring Festival this year, as usual, Zhao Zijie, carrying his drawing tube and briefcase, was about to open the iron gate when he suddenly saw a white shadow swaying back and forth in front of the towering pine tree in the courtyard, inside the opposite gate. Upon closer inspection, it was a woman dressed casually in a white vest and white shorts, holding a bamboo pole for drying clothes and reaching into the branches. Looking up at the tree, he saw a peach-colored dress hanging at the end of a high branch, fluttering in the wind. Zhao Zijie watched for a while, then decided he should step in.

He gestured through the crack in the iron gate for a long time before she finally put down her bamboo pole and came over. Upon seeing her, Zhao Zijie froze for a moment. What a woman who looked like she stepped out of a painting! Her eyebrows were like mountains, her eyes like diamonds, her lips like cherries, her nose like a hanging gall bladder, and her glossy black hair cascaded over her fair, translucent shoulders. Her voluptuous figure was barely concealed by her light clothing. It was Maggie Cheung, her face flushed, panting as she asked Zhao Zijie, "What's wrong?"

"I'll help you!"

Zhao Zijie pointed to the clothes on the tree. "I saw the clothes blown up into the tree as soon as I got off work, but I couldn't reach them," she explained. "Yes! It's windy here; you have to clamp the clothes tightly when you hang them out to dry." Actually, Zhao Zijie wasn't much taller than her; no matter how much he stretched or jumped, he couldn't reach them—he was always a few centimeters shorter. So Zhao Zijie began to consider the possibility of climbing the tree, but his clothes were hanging at the end of a branch; even a koala would fall. Suddenly, a brilliant idea flashed into Zhao Zijie's mind, and he mischievously came up with a plan.

"There's no way to reach it except by climbing the tree. But the end of the branch is so thin; I might fall. It's too dangerous!"

Zhao Zijie said to her. After pretending to think for a while, Zhao Zijie told her his idea: "I think we should do this! Anyway, it's only a little bit short. I'll carry you and use a bamboo pole to try and catch it. We'll definitely be able to." She frowned, pondered for a long time, and finally nodded, saying softly, "That's the only way!" After her long, straight legs straddled Zhao Zijie's neck, he smelled a faint fragrance like roses emanating from her skin. Her taut, smooth thighs were right against his chin, and a faint warmth teased the back of his neck through her thin shorts. Zhao Zijie savored the soft, gentle feeling against the back of his neck, imagining how alluring the source of this feeling must be. Meanwhile, Zhao Zijie wrapped his arms around her smooth, creamy thighs and slowly straightened up. She used the bamboo pole to reach for the clothes on the tree. After only a few strokes, the clothes escaped the branches and floated down like a kite with a broken string.

"That's the day I noticed your company and name on the drawing tube," Maggie Cheung said. "After you went back, I stood in the courtyard for a while. Then I saw a light on in one of the windows, and I thought that must be your room."

"The following weekend, I saw you smoking by the window, which confirmed my guess." She smiled playfully. "How did you know I was spying on you?"

Zhao Zijie asked. "Did you think turning off the light would solve everything?" Seeing Zhao Zijie's embarrassed expression, she continued, "Every time I come back to the alley entrance, I see your window light is

on and I know you've returned. But when I get to your room, I find your light is off. It's seven or eight o'clock at night, and I doubt you can go to sleep so early." "Later I noticed that even though the light was off, there were still some red sparks flickering. You must be smoking, right? And when you were inhaling heavily, there was a brief moment when the sparks were particularly bright, and I happened to see the reflection in the telescope lens." She finished speaking in one breath, and Zhao Zijie finally understood. He vowed in his heart that he would be more careful next time he spied on someone and would never smoke again.

"The first time I saw you, I was really surprised!" she suddenly said. "Ha! I was equally shocked by your beauty,"

Zhao Zijie said jokingly. "No! Don't misunderstand, I wasn't surprised by your handsomeness, but because you look like someone."

Zhao Zijie, of course, knew his own limitations; he knew he wasn't particularly handsome. "Looks like whom?"

Zhao Zijie pressed. "Like my ex-boyfriend."

"Oh! That dark-skinned, muscular man!"

Zhao Zijie's mind conjured up the image of a short, stocky man with a thick, short penis, always covered in sweat, lying on top of Zhang Manyu. "No...no! He's dead. You couldn't have seen him."

"Oh...I'm sorry! How could this happen?"

Zhao Zijie felt a pang of guilt. Her eyes reddened, and she turned her head to look out the car window: "I will always hate that car accident. It not only took away my family, but also my lover."

Zhao Zijie reached out his right hand and put it on her shoulder, hoping to share her sorrow.

After a long pause, she said softly, "Do you know? That car accident took away five of my relatives."

"And in this world, I have no relatives left."

Zhao Zijie thought his eyes must be red too, and he turned to hold her small hand tightly. "The day I met you, it was as if Ah Ming had returned!" She looked at Zhao Zijie with tears in her eyes. Silence fell over the car. Though the traffic outside was bustling, Zhao Zijie felt as if he were walking through a desolate wilderness, his heart filled with a bitter, cold sorrow.

"Who is that man?"

Zhao Zijie tried to break the somber atmosphere. "Oh! He's a government official." She knew who Zhao Zijie was referring to. "I spent half a month in the hospital, like a withered tree, only knowing how to eat and sleep. I couldn't forget A-Ming, and the regret of not being able to see my family one last time was unbearable!"

"I didn't want to live anymore. I had nothing left, what was the point of living? On the day I buried my loved ones, I came to the bridge, looking at the surging stream, and all I could think about was jumping in." "

But he pulled me back, comforted me a lot, and then he gave me courage, a house, and a job. Although I didn't love him, I tried to give him affection, physical intimacy, and warmth."

"I thought love would never return, until I met you." Sigh! Zhao Zijie sighed inwardly. He realized he was just someone else's shadow! Finally, he could see his home in the distance. Zhao Zijie turned into the underground parking lot, parked the car, picked up a paper bag, and said to Zhang Manyu, who was wiping away tears, "Come sit at your place for a bit, let's go out for dinner later!" She didn't seem to mind; her face lit up with a smile like sunshine after the rain. "Okay! But don't laugh at my messy room!"

"Ha! Even a messy room is better than mine!" He took her hand, and this time Zhao Zijie could openly explore her boudoir. Zhang Manyu's room wasn't unfamiliar to Zhao Zijie; he had peeked into it countless times with his binoculars, but once inside, he was still captivated by the warm colors and the delicate fragrance. Zhao Zijie sat down on the small sofa by the bed, stretched, and tried to relieve the fatigue from driving. "Hey! Turn around, I'm going to take off my clothes and take a shower!" She handed Zhao Zijie a can of coffee and ordered him.

Zhao Zijie obediently turned around on the sofa, opened the coffee, and started drinking. "It's not like I haven't seen her before. Is there any part of her body I don't know?"

Zhao Zijie chuckled inwardly. He heard a rustling sound, then a thud as she entered the bedroom. Zhao Zijie turned around the sofa again; this time, he could see her to his heart's content. On the small table by the bathroom door lay her uniform and underwear, which she had just taken off. Zhao Zijie walked over and picked up the silver bra; the style was the same as the panties she had given him in the paper bag. The panties were the silk thongs he had given her earlier. Bringing them close to his nose, Zhao Zijie smelled the warm, fragrant scent. The thought of the owner of that scent, naked and so close, made his crotch tighten, and his lower abdomen burn with heat.

She was washing herself very carefully. Zhao Zijie, getting a little bored, was about to shamelessly knock on the door and ask to shower together when, with the rising steam, a full, mature body appeared before him. She had a flushed face from the hot water, two high, round breasts bouncing on her chest, a slender waist, and thick pubic hair glistening with water droplets. Her long, shapely legs were as white and flawless as jade shoots. "Oh, you're so annoying! Why did you turn around?" she said coquettishly, trying to cover herself with the towel she was holding. Zhao Zijie wasn't about to let her go. He strode over, picked her up, and carried her straight to the bed.

"You dare!" Her small hand lightly struck Zhao Zijie's shoulder, without any force. He felt his hands holding her smooth, creamy waist, her large, elastic breasts pressing against his chest. His mind was a mess; he didn't know what to do next. The darn phone rang at the worst possible time. Holding a warm, fragrant woman in his arms, Zhao Zijie had no desire to answer. Unexpectedly, Zhang Manyu wrinkled her nose and made a face at him, teasing him, "Ha! You've forgotten your friend for the sake of a pretty face!"

Zhao Zijie, annoyed, fiercely pressed his lips against her slightly parted cherry-like mouth. He felt a sweet fragrance fill her mouth, the warm, soft scent of lilacs mixed with slippery saliva. She dodged his thrusting tongue, her deep-set eyes closed in ecstasy. Their tongues chased each other in their moist mouths for a long time, but the phone showed no signs of stopping. She pushed Zhao Zijie away, urging him to answer the phone. With her mouth still fragrant, Zhao Zijie reluctantly pulled out his T28 from his coat pocket. "Hello, this is Zijie, who is this?" Zhao Zijie's voice was a little louder, "Ah Guo! Where are you?" It was his best friend, Ah Guo. 03-30

Chapter 214 Childhood Sweethearts and Daughters 3

"Lying in a woman's arms! Damn it! You're such a spoilsport." It's like stirring up a pond of spring water, what a damn thing for Ah Guo. "It's Friday again, everyone must be assembled at the assembly point by 9:30 tonight!" Since the implementation of the two-day weekend, Friday night has become a night of revelry: "Where's Cheese? Did he go to Taiping again?"

Zhao Zijie couldn't help but reminisce about those beauties, hey! A wine pool and a meat forest, the utterly decadent taste of an emperor. "He's here, be sure to take roll call on time tonight!" He seemed about to hang up the phone. "Hey! Hey! Wait a minute... I ran into Xiaoxue today, she's at Popo tonight!"

"Which Xiaoxue? The pretty babe?" He couldn't remember. "The one who does the pole dancing! Didn't you want to see if her pubic hair is black? Or blonde?"

"Oh! The mixed-race one! She's on the show today, right!"

"Yeah! We'll meet at Popo today! Remember to wear your combat underwear tonight!"

"Hey! I'll spray some perfume on it first." A series of lewd laughs! Zhao Zijie thought that A-Guo had also been lusting after Xiaoxue for a long time. Taking advantage of Zhao Zijie's phone call, Maggie Cheung successfully escaped Zhao Zijie's clutches. A large bath towel was wrapped around her body, only revealing half of her fair breasts and her pink and slender legs.

She was sitting at the dressing table applying lotion, her slender fingers drawing beautiful arcs on her face, and from the side, you could see her long eyelashes blinking. After Zhao Zijie hung up the phone, she turned to him and said, "You seem so refined, but I didn't expect you to be so frivolous."

"Yes! You seem so elegant and refined, but who knew you could be so wild?"

Zhao Zijie retorted defiantly. Her expression changed slightly, and she stopped what she was doing. "Do you think I'm a promiscuous woman?"

Zhao Zijie hoped, of course, that wasn't the case.

"I've only been with two men in total. Don't be fooled by my revealing clothes and my instant attraction to you. I'm ruthless towards strangers." Her face radiated an unapproachable, holy light. Zhao Zijie knew that his spying had exposed her most private behavior, and a slight prejudice lingered in his heart, making him think he could do whatever he wanted to her.

"Don't you have sex naked? Don't you masturbate behind closed doors? Don't you drool over women's bodies all day? It's just that you're a man, so no one sees you. But I do the same things, and you happen to see me, and you think I'm promiscuous." She said indignantly, "Don't you know I deliberately let you see?" She left with these words that stirred Zhao Zijie's heart. Zhao Zijie felt ashamed, walked to her knees, knelt down, held her trembling hand, and looked up at her: "I'm sorry! I really didn't mean it that way."

"Every time I see your beautiful body being defiled by that scoundrel, I get incredibly jealous. I always feel that such a rough man is not worthy of you. I wish it were me inside you."

Zhao Zijie voiced his jealousy. "Yesterday, seeing you being intimate with a woman, I was even more aroused. I kept thinking about how perfect you are. Isn't my desire satisfied?" "I'm willing to give you happiness and satisfaction in place of anyone or anything, willing to cherish and care for you every minute and every second." The love hidden deep in her heart surged forth unrestrainedly.

She flipped her wrist and clasped Zhao Zijie's hands together, her eyes overflowing with passion: "You know what! After the car accident, sex was like chewing wax for Zhao Zijie, but ever since I knew you were watching me from behind the window, I've rediscovered the joy I'd lost for so long. Whenever I think about my private parts being so clearly exposed to your eyes, my most wanton reactions being seen by you, I can't help but reach orgasm again and again." "

And the thought that you might be holding your penis, looking at my private parts, sliding it back and forth, makes my heart almost fly away. I wish I could immediately cross the windowsill and the night sky and give my body completely to you." She blurted out her desires without reservation, her pink neck blushing with embarrassment. "Yes! You guessed it, I was just masturbating while looking at your alluring parts! But today I'm not going to masturbate anymore." Zhao

Zijie pushed the towel up her thighs to her waist, revealing her taut thighs and her alluring, moist vulva. She had just showered, and her rose-colored vulva was particularly beautiful, still glistening with morning dew and carrying the scent of bath lotion. Zhang Manyu lay back in the chair, her eyes closed, quietly welcoming Zhao Zijie's caresses, her legs slightly parted.

Zhao Zijie's heart felt as if he were floating on clouds, a hazy, unreal feeling; his months-long longing had finally come true. Between her delicate thighs, Zhao Zijie's tongue traced the inner thigh upwards inch by inch. Goosebumps rose on her snow-white skin from the stimulation of his tongue. When he reached the tender, sensitive area at the base of her thigh, her body trembled involuntarily, her hands gripping the chair armrests. His tongue didn't linger; it went straight to the pink mound and slid into the winding valley. "Mmm!" "...Oh..." She groaned, twisting her waist, and opened her eyes, looking at Zhao Zijie with watery eyes.

Zhao Zijie gently licked the sides of her vulva, and clear fluid gradually overflowed from the crevice, lingering on the tip of his tongue. Then Zhao Zijie began to work on her small, round buds, his tongue tip slipping between her labia, teasing the tender buds from the inside out. She responded to Zhao Zijie's teasing with a series of moans. "Oh!...Oh!...It's not good there...It's itchy inside!..." She tilted her head back, but her legs spread even wider. Zhao Zijie wanted to see her in a state of lust, and his tongue twisted and turned even more frantically.

"Oh! Oh! Oh!...You're so bad...I can't take it!..." She breathed heavily, and gushing lustful fluid had already flooded her entire vulva. Zhao Zijie buried his face between her legs, his mouth and nose completely soaked with her lustful fluid. Her labia were ready for intercourse, the engorged petals slightly parted, revealing the dark red vaginal flesh inside. A tongue, glistening with clear fluid, slid in smoothly, Zhao Zijie's face almost becoming one with her vulva. "Oh! ...Good Zijie...Oh! ...Your tongue is so wonderful!" She breathed a sigh of pleasure. Zhao Zijie truly loved her tender opening; it was not only slippery and tight, but also subtly fragrant, without any fishy or unpleasant fleshy smell. Zhao Zijie's mouth firmly held her labia, his tongue moving inside her vagina, sometimes extending, sometimes retracting, sometimes turning, sometimes withdrawing, sometimes trembling rapidly along the vaginal walls, sometimes swirling quickly around the opening.

Her warm opening was already overflowing with thick, lustful fluid, and Zhao Zijie's tongue moved like a paddle in water, each movement creating a surging wave. Hearing Zhang Manyu's wanton moans, Zhao Zijie squatted, his fiery red, iron-like penis pressing unbearably against his crotch. He wanted to get up and thrust into her, but then he remembered his fleeting encounter with Liu Fangxia at dusk, and a wave of unease washed over him. Right now, Zhao Zijie's penis, lower abdomen, and groin were undoubtedly covered in dried semen, whether it was Liu Fangxia's or his own; once dried, it would be a layer of white powder. He'd

only hastily wiped it with tissue paper back then; it couldn't have been truly clean. To give Zhang Manyu such a filthy penis would be a desecration, both to her mouth and genitals. Zhang Manyu was like a goddess in Zhao Zijie's eyes; he absolutely couldn't bear to treat her like that. Zhang Manyu seemed to notice Zhao Zijie's hesitation. She stretched out her jade-like legs and wrapped them around Zhao Zijie's chest, her watery eyes fixed on him, her face full of pleading. "Mmm! ...Good brother...carry me to bed! ... " Her voice was so seductive it was intoxicating. Looking at her dripping wet vulva, her wanton and red body, it was truly hard to resist this readily available piece of meat.

Ultimately, his affection for her outweighed everything. Zhao Zijie pulled her into his arms, switched places, and let her flushed cheeks press against his neck. He gently said, "I really want to become one with you right now! But I've been busy all day, and I'm all dirty and smelly. I should take a shower first." She clung tightly to Zhao Zijie, pouting and refusing, "Oh... I want it now!"

Zhao Zijie knew that lust needed time to cool down, so he reached out and placed her small hand on his erect penis through his pants. "See! I really want to put it inside you. After the shower, I'll make sure you can't take it anymore."

"Ouch!" she cried out in exasperation, panting against Zhao Zijie's chest. She felt the rise and fall of his firm breasts gradually subside through her, and she tilted

her rosy face up, smiling charmingly, and said, "Aren't you afraid my desire will be completely extinguished?" Zhao Zijie brought his nose close to hers, looking directly into her bright eyes: "Then I'll rekindle the fire!"

Zhao Zijie hummed the song "Eighteen Touches," his mind filled with its obscene double entendre, hoping the singer wouldn't become famous. Amidst the rushing water, Zhao Zijie thoroughly washed himself, leaving no filth untouched. Even his foreskin, toes, and anus were slathered with thick shower gel, scrubbing them meticulously. He planned to savor every inch of Zhang Manyu's skin later, while she used her fragrant tongue to service every part of his body. Through the sound of water, Zhao Zijie heard someone enter the room, followed by a sweet, sticky female voice: "Yuzhen!"

Zhao Zijie heard Zhang Manyu call her that; it was the pretty nurse next door. She was also one of Zhao Zijie's voyeuristic targets, with her curvaceous figure... Her breasts were incredibly shapely, her long, wavy hair framed her alluring, foxy eyes, and her full lips proclaimed her prolific sexuality. Zhao Zijie and A-Guo had once spied on her together, and although they only saw her body behind a black nightgown, they both concluded: "It's a great loss for men that this woman hasn't fallen into prostitution." He overheard Yu-Zhen chatting with Maggie Cheung about fashion trends, a long string of foreign names Zhao Zijie had never heard of before. Aside from massage parlors, "Ka-Wen-Ke-Lai," "Xiang-Nai-Er," and something like "Gu-Gu-Ji," Zhao Zijie knew very little. They also discussed rent, decoration, and location, and it sounded like the sugar daddy was someone named Zhi-Ping. Zhi-Ping? Which rich guy? Could he be Maggie Cheung's or Yu-Zhen's lover?

Zhao Zijie had already finished washing up; his skin, ravaged by grime, felt thin and frail. There was another woman in the room, and the naked Zhao Zijie didn't dare to leave. So he leaned against the bathroom door, silently channeling his inner energy, hoping Yuzhen would leave soon. Sigh! Why did Zhao Zijie come in only wanting to show off his impressive masculinity to Zhang Manyu? He didn't even grab a towel, just swaggered in with his red penis sticking out. Now, although his penis had subsided slightly and was hanging obediently between his legs, Zhao Zijie couldn't just show himself like that! The sound of water stopped, and the conversation inside suddenly became clear.

Yuzhen heard Zhao Zijie leaning against the door and asked Zhang Manyu, "Strange! Zhiping got off work unusually early today?"

"How did you know?" It was Zhang Manyu's voice. "Isn't that him in the bathroom?" Yuzhen asked curiously. "No! It's a colleague from my counter." Zhang Manyu's words were insincere. "You know Zhiping rarely comes here." "I don't know if Maggie Cheung was talking to Yu-zhen or Zhao Zi-jie." "Yeah, right! There's clearly a man's suit on the table. Would a woman wear these boxer briefs? And with a Pikachu pattern at that!" "Ha! Zhao Zi-jie's taste has always been terrible." "Tell me! Which wild man have you hooked up with this time? And you even brought him back to shower." Yu-zhen didn't let her off the hook at all. "

..."

"Still not telling? Do you want me to kick down the bathroom door and drag him out?" She was really fierce. If you dared to come in, Zhao Zi-jie would definitely jump on you naked and see if you were scared. "He's my boyfriend!" Maggie Cheung finally stammered out. A warm current flowed through Zhao Zi-jie's heart. He felt sweet and comfortable. He may have only known her for a few hours, but for a long time, they had been longing for each other. It seemed that love at first sight was destined. It was truly "A single meeting in the golden autumn breeze and jade dew surpasses countless encounters in the mortal world." "What? Boyfriend?" Yu-zhen's voice rose eight octaves.

"No way! Zhiping, you only admitted he was your man, and you even said it was to repay a debt of gratitude. You didn't even look at the rich young men in the city, how could any man have entered your home and captured your heart? Tell me! Who is he?"

"Don't ask anymore, you'll naturally meet him later!"

"No, you have to confess." A playful wrestling sound came from the bed. Zhang Manyu, through a combination of coaxing and cajoling, finally managed to get Zhao Zijie's secret—his nakedness—revealed, and then managed to send Yuzhen out of the room.

Behind the door, Zhao Zijie saw his penis return to its original, drooping state, finally seeing the light at the end of the tunnel. Pushing open the PVC door, he saw Zhang Manyu, who had been barely clothed, now dressed in a light green suit. Her cloud-like hair was styled in a bun, revealing her snow-white neck. Her face was lightly powdered, with pale yellow makeup. Covering her mouth, she stared at Zhao Zijie's dejected penis and laughed. "Pretty impressive, huh!"

Zhao Zijie said irritably, the smile in her eyes making him grit his teeth in exasperation. "You said you'd help me start a fire! You put it out yourself!" Pulling up the bath towel from the bed to cover his unruly member, Zhao Zijie sat beside her, pulled her onto his lap, and leaned in to kiss her delicate neck. "Ugh! You'll mess up my hair!" She pushed Zhao Zijie away, her gentle, slightly angry expression captivating him. "I can't have dinner with you later, Yuzhen and I are going to discuss opening a shop."

"You're not going to find a man, are you? It's already evening, isn't it?"

"I don't have time during the day!" She jumped up, walked over to the vanity to pack her bag. "Then how are you going to explain this to my sexually frustrated brother?"

Zhao Zijie teased her as she turned around and handed him a pair of keys. "Here!" "Here's the key to my room and the iron gate, don't come too late!"

"And if you dare to play until you're completely exhausted, humph! I won't talk to you tonight!" The table was only about 30-40% full, mostly office workers from the park, all crammed into the corner near the stage. The rotating lights were still fast asleep under the covers because their work hours hadn't started yet. The air wasn't very good, filled with the hazy smoke exhaled by addicts. Just then, someone sang Jacky Cheung's "She Came to My Concert," reaching the last verse: "She came to my concert, a woman listening to songs after forty is beautiful."

"The child was asking her why she was crying, while the man beside her was already asleep." Her off-key voice, like a loosely strummed instrument, was out of tune and off-beat. Zhao Zijie cursed inwardly, "Damn it! It's because of your singing that I'm crying in pain." A-Guo was playing a drinking game with Hui-Fang, "Tai-Sou-Pa" (three types of games: Taiwanese, number games, and Pa-La games), one cup at a time, a full communal cup, while Cheese was taking advantage of the doll, his lecherous face glistening with lust. Zhao Zijie was still regretting his failed attempt in Maggie Cheung's room, looking around... Of all the girls in the room, none could compare to even a fraction of Maggie Cheung's beauty.

Huifang and Lijuan were the owners here; for girls under 25 to have such a entourage was quite impressive. Of course, someone had to back them up in both the legitimate and underworld circles. Lijuan's man was Sihai, and his business card for Zhao Zijie boldly proclaimed him as the Executive Vice President of Sihai Enterprises. Who wouldn't know that? Zhao Zijie, on the other hand, was just a pathetic manager. Thinking of this, Zhao Zijie cursed again, "Yes, this society is unjust." In the blink of an eye, they had already drunk four or five rounds of drinks, and were thoroughly tired of playing drinking games. His head was spinning, and the purpose of his visit seemed to remain elusive. Zhao Zijie turned his head and counted the customers again: one, two, three, four… it was about 80% full; it should start soon.

Sure enough! The gilded door was suddenly pushed open, and a long line of four or five people walked in. First was the bloated middle-aged madam, Sister Zhu; then came Lijuan's man, Brother Xiong, chewing betel nut with a weasel-like face; and finally, three graceful young women, wearing silver checkered coats with dark patterns, their fair thighs… Wearing white three-inch high-heeled mid-calf boots, they passed by their table with graceful figures. Each of them was so voluptuous and so slender and fit, but Xiaoxue was the most charming and alluring, with a seductive exoticism. They only recognized Xiong Ge and Xiaoxue.

After exchanging a few words with Xiong Ge, he went to the counter to help Lijuan, while Xiaoxue lingered by the table for a while, nudging Zhao Zijie and Aguo with her leg and saying, "Guo Dong, we meet again. I was just talking about you with Zijie this evening, and I didn't expect to see you tonight." Damn it! Zhao Zijie hadn't mentioned Aguo at all. "Hehe... I've prepared a lot of tips this time!" Aguo was showing off again. "I'm afraid you'll give them all to others, not to me!"

"No! No! Giving them to you is the most valuable." Isn't that what everyone says?

A strong scent of perfume wafted from Xiaoxue's coat. Zhao Zijie couldn't resist reaching under the table to wipe his hand, touching her cold, firm, plump buttocks, still warm from the car's air conditioning. "Then I'll definitely make the Chairman happy later!" With a sudden effort, she clamped Zhao Zijie's hand between her pink buttocks. The buttocks were cold, but the center was warm. His hand was stuck in the moist bush, reluctant to leave, of course, still through her thin, see-through panties. "Heh! It'd be best if you didn't wear elastic stockings anymore!" A-Guo said with a lewd grin.

"I don't have any today! Look!" She lifted her coat to her thigh, revealing long, slender, and delicate white legs. Zhao Zijie, quick to react, had already put his hand back in his pocket. "Excuse me! I'm going inside to prepare!" She glanced at Zhao Zijie with her alluring eyes and swayed gracefully into the dressing room. Soon, to the deafening strains of music, a group of mermaids, clad only in tight underwear, began to sway wildly on stage and in front of the poles. Their hungry eyes and undulating breasts and hips shone brightly on the stage. As usual, Xiaoxue was the headliner. Zhao Zijie, uninterested in the other girls, simply played a four-person rock-paper-scissors game with A-Guo, Cheese, and Wawa, losing a total of three bottles of Corona and a large cup.

Suddenly, Zhao Zijie noticed Cheese's eyes light up. Following his gaze, Zhao Zijie looked towards the stage and immediately understood why they were shining. A girl with an innocent face knelt before a steel pipe, her body contorting, her buttocks thrusting and contracting to meet the pipe. Her breasts were surprisingly large, the two nipples clearly visible, almost bursting out of her bra. Although her genitals were covered by her panties, her plump labia faithfully revealed their true form. Cheese liked young girls, yet he was also obsessed with big breasts—wasn't this just his type?

Soon, the innocent girl came to the table and began to sway against Ah Guo. Cheese's eyes were fixed on her round breasts, his crotch bulging. "Hey! Suck my saliva!"

Zhao Zijie teased Cheese. The girl glanced at Cheese back, then lifted her pink legs to sit on Ah Guo's lap. "Over here! Over here!" Ah Guo finally remembered their friendship and pushed the girl towards Cheese. The lust in Cheese's eyes intensified! Her swaying, serpentine waist danced around him.

Suddenly, Ah Guo pressed the girl down from behind. With a cry of "Ah!", the girl sat firmly between Cheese's legs, a blush creeping across her delicate and lovely face. "You're all sweaty, sit still, come on, let me wipe you clean," Ah Guo whispered in the girl's ear. All that could be seen was the word "thank you" flying from Cheese's eyes to Ah Guo. That bulging thing must feel so good right now! So good! At this moment, Ah Guo's hairy hand grasped a wet wipe and dried the girl's sweaty face, then slid down her fragrant shoulders and back to her snow-white, wide breasts, before groping along the edge of her thin bra.

Cheese was even more ruthless, one hand holding the girl's fragrant buttocks, the other hand gripping a thousand-yuan bill, trying to burrow into the crevice of her buttocks, his veins bulging as he used considerable force. "No! It's in my bra!" the girl wiggled her round buttocks, trying to avoid Cheese's invasion. Cheese didn't force her. His hand slid down her deep cleavage, placing the banknotes between her breasts. In a flash, his hands cupped the girl's plump buttocks, pleading, "Let's do something special! If I'm happy, there'll be a reward!" The music suddenly shifted, the drumbeats quickening. The girl smiled radiantly, slightly crouching, and began to sway. Her plump labia pressed against Cheese's bulging penis, sometimes rubbing against the glans, sometimes circling it and swaying from side to side. From the side, only her round, firm, pink buttocks could be seen rising and falling energetically. The girl sitting next to Zhao Zijie kept her face turned away, unable to look directly at him. Her ears burned. Zhao Zijie leaned in and teased her, "Let's do a little something too!"

"Shameless! I'm not that kind of girl," she blushed and spat at Zhao Zijie. "11:30!" After overcoming numerous hardships, Xiaoxue finally reached Zhao Zijie's arms. Aguo, still unwilling to give up, lurked nearby, while Cheese had vanished.

Xiaoxue, drenched in sweat and panting softly, was embraced by Zhao Zijie, who offered her a drink. "Huff! ...Huff...So tired! Every table wants me to do a close dance, I've been dancing for twenty minutes straight without stopping." Her flushed face pressed against Zhao Zijie's neck, stray strands of hair tickling his ear. "Who told you to be the star of the show? Many people come specifically to see you."

Zhao Zijie's lips brushed against her earlobe. "Seeing is fine, but some people just have to stick their hands inside my underwear!" she grumbled. "Which one is so tasteless?"

Zhao Zijie asked, glancing at the other customers.

"Forget about Ah Guo! And that fat bastard on the far left, doesn't he know his own weight? He's disgusting to look at, and he even hurt someone."

Zhao Zijie turned his gaze and easily spotted the bespectacled, bloated middle-aged man playing drinking games with the girls in the shop, looking lecherous. Suddenly, Zhao Zijie shivered. A pair of cold eyes were watching him from outside the sound control room. After a moment's attention, he recognized Xiao Sen, Xiong Ge's younger brother. Taking advantage of the brief moment their eyes met, Zhao Zijie nodded to him, and Xiao Sen turned and slipped into the sound control room.

"Brother Zijie! It's my turn to serve you!" A flicker of emotion flashed in her deep-set eyes. The loud music was still playing, and Xiao Xue seemed to have regained her strength. Zhao Zijie reached back and gripped the edge of the chair, leaving Xiao Xue with all the space in his chest and abdomen. Then her shapely, devilish figure began to writhe, her two pale breasts almost touching Zhao Zijie's nose, releasing an alluring fragrance. Inadvertently, her erect nipples even brushed against his nose. She placed her hands on Zhao Zijie's shoulders and began to toss her hair, her teeth lightly biting, a look of longing on her face, her voluptuous hips swaying back and forth. Zhao Zijie lowered his gaze, searching beyond her taut abdomen for her beautiful paradise.

Hmm! A very pretty pair of white, high-waisted, openwork thongs; through the gaps in the fabric, a patch of fair skin was revealed, the soft, lustrous pubic hair clearly visible, and at the roots, Zhao Zijie glimpsed a full, swaying dark red nipple. With a "thud," Zhao Zijie's penis sprang to attention! Quickly, her hand pressed against his crotch, her pink buttocks swaying and her breasts tilting, using his penis as a leverage point to dance around, her watery eyes fixed on him. Under her teasing, his penis revealed itself on his crotch, her slender hands stroking and caressing the shaft, her bright red lips making soft "tsk tsk" sounds.

"Oh... Brother Zijie!... Your thing is so big... so big!" A coquettish voice rang in Zhao Zijie's ear, as if she were giving him a handjob through his pants, causing a tingling, itchy sensation in his groin. "Oh... what does it feel like to have this big thing inside me..." As she touched him, perhaps recalling lewd thoughts, her eyes began to sway. Then she slowly sat down, her slender neck supporting Zhao Zijie, arching her chest and abdomen. With one hand, she pulled down the zipper of Zhao Zijie's pants. Zhao Zijie quickly wrapped his arms around his sides, trying to conceal his bulging underpants, lest anyone see.

"Something special!" Her delicate hand pulled Zhao Zijie's penis out of his pants, while her other hand, not idle, pulled her own lace panties aside, tucking them into her groin, slightly revealing her plump vulva. A sticky, juicy sensation kissed Zhao Zijie's penis; her labia covered the glans, pressing the erect penis against her lower abdomen. "Oh! ...So hot!" she exhaled a fragrant breath.

"Mmm! ...So...so comfortable!"

Zhao Zijie couldn't help but groan. The initial contact was always especially sweet. She spread her jade-like buttocks and began to dance again, this time in a completely submissive posture. Her firm breasts pressed against Zhao Zijie without moving, only her slender waist swayed back and forth like a wound-up motor. Like a snail repeatedly crawling, the lustful fluid seeping from her vagina was smeared onto Zhao Zijie's penis with each movement. Her labia minora, after constant friction, seemed to grow fatter and hotter.

"Oh! What... what should I do?... My hole... is getting itchier and itchier from you teasing me!" A gush of vaginal fluid soaked Zhao Zijie's underwear. "Mmm!... Oh!... Brother Zijie... I want you... to fuck... me." She moaned in Zhao Zijie's ear. Zhao Zijie's penis itched, the glans being teased into a ball by the two wet labia. "Oh! This... soft head... so amazing... so amazing!" Finding that rubbing her clitoris against the glans was even more beautiful and wonderful, she tilted her head back and rubbed it desperately. "Oh! Okay... Brother... don't dig into my... asshole... I'll... I'll cum!" Strangely enough, Zhao Zijie released one hand from her waist and reached between her thighs, bumping into a hairy hand near her wet anus. His vision opened, and a pair of red eyes were shining on A-Guo's face. Xiaoxue realized there was an extra hand. Turning her face, she saw it was Aguo and pouted, scolding, "You rascal Aguo, taking advantage of the situation!" Her thoughts drifted slightly away from her genitals, and she noticed several pairs of strange eyes staring at them. A blush crept across her face, and she whispered in Zhao Zijie's ear, "Oops! I went too far. I'll call you from the bathroom later, remember to come right away!" She then leaned over Zhao Zijie, secretly putting his penis back in, wiping the fluid from her vulva onto his underwear, and pulling up her lace panties. She didn't dare get up immediately, her bright, alluring eyes secretly observing him. Only when the tension subsided did she resume her unfinished performance with nimble dance steps. "Zijie! You're so lewd!" "It turns out that the girls, Wawa and Huifang, were at this table. Whether they'd seen Zhao Zijie's large penis or not, their faces were flushed. Whether from excitement or embarrassment, they both unanimously accused Zhao Zijie.

'You're both so lecherous! Come...come...let me touch...let me touch.'

Zhao Zijie reached under the girls' skirts with his lewd hand. A few embarrassed laughs escaped them as they fled. 'Zijie is really lucky! I've benefited a lot too!' A-Guo drooled. 'There'll be something even better for you later.' Zhao Zijie whispered in his ear. 'Hey!' A-Guo suddenly laughed. Zhao Zijie seemed to catch that cold gaze again, a sense of foreboding creeping into his heart.

Not long after, the pole dance ended, and most of the customers left, leaving the once bustling hall quiet." A loud male voice singing "Single Love Song" made the single men in the room drift into a daze. Thinking of themselves, already past thirty, still single, with cosmetics as their pillow and the world as their home, a pang of sadness welled up inside them. "Come on! Let's toast these three single aristocrats!" Cheese, who had somehow taken his seat, raised his glass high. "Cheers!"

"Bottoms up!" The three men downed their drinks in one gulp.

"I'm not lonely tonight!" Cheese declared. Actually, Cheese was just a pro-Taiwan independence supporter! A single man with an erection, his wife long gone abroad, what right did he have to talk about being a single aristocrat! "So where are you going later?" A-Guo asked him. "Having late-night snacks and having sex with big-breasted girls!" Cheese grinned slyly. "So you just went scouting, how much?" Cheese was arrogant! Shaking his head, he saw their incredulous expressions and could only hold up five fingers. "Okay!" "I'll sponsor a thousand, remember to mention my name for the last two strokes," A-Guo laughed. "I'll also sponsor a thousand, when the girl cums, tell her to call me Zijie!"

Zhao Zijie joined in the teasing. "Wow..." With a raised hand, a full glass of wine was about to fly over. At this moment, T28 rang, and Zhao Zijie pretended to answer the phone, then slipped into the women's dressing room like a ghost.

Chapter 215 The pretty little nurse The

room was empty, except for one toilet with its door open. Xiao Xue sat prettily on the toilet seat, her plaid coat hanging to both sides, revealing her white lace underwear. Zhao Zijie walked in quietly without saying a word. In a flurry of activity, Zhao Zijie had stripped her naked. She jumped onto Zhao Zijie, deftly unbuckled his belt with one hand, pulled down his pants, and his hairy penis immediately sprang out. "Want it? Isn't this the last one? We'll find a place to do it properly later." Zhao

Zijie lowered his head and sucked hard on her full, cherry-like lips.

"I'm dying to get off work, I can't wait." Taking off his suit jacket and unbuttoning his shirt, Zhao Zijie pressed his chest firmly against her soft breasts. "Lock the door!" she whispered. Zhao Zijie turned around, supporting her buttocks, and used her back to block the door, locking it from the inside. "You've already teased me so much, and I still have to dance the whole show, dancing... dancing... my panties are rubbing against me... it's so itchy... so itchy!"

"Where does it itch?" "

Here... here..." Her vulva landed on Zhao Zijie's hard penis, her wet slit sliding back and forth. "How can it be so lewd, the juices keep flowing."

"It's all because you teased me... so... so ugly!" she said shyly. With her pussy so wet and horny, Zhao Zijie lost patience for foreplay. He stretched out his hands, wrapped them around her legs, and spread her labia. With a contraction and expansion of her lower abdomen, he thrust his penis inside. "Oh! ...It's...it's...so...comfortable...so good!" His thick penis slid smoothly through her wet pussy, penetrating all the way in. "Oh! ...Good...brother...I didn't expect it...to go in so quickly." Didn't she know that the slippery walls would greatly reduce friction? Zhao Zijie was about to use force when she started shaking, her wet, hot, and tight pussy gripping his penis, constantly swallowing and releasing. "Brother Zijie's big thing...it turns out...it feels...so good when it's inside me." She couldn't help but moan and groan. Zhao Zijie pressed her body against the wall, taking back the initiative. He released one hand from kneading her hard nipples, and his enormous penis, like an angry dragon, ravaged her reddened vulva with a torrent of lust.

"Oh!...Brother Zijie...harder...harder...oh!...fuck me to death!" She tilted her head back, her forehead glistening with sweat as she twisted her waist to meet his thrusts. "Oh! Good Xue'er...your hole...so hot...so tight...I...I want to...fuck it to pieces!"

Zhao Zijie gripped her breasts tightly, forgetting all about the three fast and one slow, nine shallow and one deep techniques. Her wet, wanton vagina gripped him like a leech, and Zhao Zijie only wanted to thrust all the way in—to the very end of pleasure. Gushing streams of lustful fluid sprayed down his penis toward his scrotum, beginning to tinge with a cloudy, milky white. The vagina was so wet and wanton that various sticky fluids churned and gushed out.

"Oh!...So beautiful...Deeper...Oh!...Yes, yes...Right there...Fuck me harder...Oh!" Her eyes were already unfocused, the veins on her snow-white neck were bulging, and her hair was spread out with the swaying of her pink buttocks, then swayed with the rhythm of the thrusting. "Oh!...Yes...Yes...Oh oh...I'm on top...Hmm! Oh no...It's coming...Oh!" The penis had penetrated her labia until they were red and swollen, and Zhao Zijie had kneaded her snow-white breasts, leaving faint scratch marks. "Oh...I can't take it anymore...Oh...It's coming, it's coming...Oh...Oh...Oh...I can't take it anymore...Hmm...So good!" Her plump vagina contracted, and hot vaginal fluid gushed out like a fountain onto the glans. His penis felt as if it were in a furnace, immersed in an endless sea of hot desire. Thinking of the alluring Xiaoxue, who had thoroughly ravaged him, her uterus overflowing with vaginal fluid, Zhao Zijie's heart pounded. A tingling sensation spread from his lower abdomen to his scrotum and then to his glans, his penis instantly swelling to its maximum size. Then, an indescribable, blissful pleasure spread from his warm, wet vagina to his urethral opening, climbing to the glans and finally permeating every cell.

He forcefully thrust his suddenly swollen, incredibly itchy penis into her wet vagina, his urethral opening spurting out thick, turbid semen like an arrow, a torrent of fluid filling her cervix. "Oh! Oh! So big…so big…oh…I can't take it…it's going to tear!" Xiaoxue's convulsing vagina was about to burst from the erupting penis. "Oh!…oh! So…so…so good…so good…"

Zhao Zijie moaned sweetly. Zhao Zijie gripped her vulva tightly with both hands, his penis throbbing and pulsating with pleasure inside her.

Suddenly, his legs went weak, and using his gray wool suit jacket as collateral, he sat down, holding the limp, panting Xiaoxue. His limp penis was still deeply inserted, unwilling to separate. After a long, long time, Xiaoxue finally caught her breath, her watery, seductive eyes glancing at Zhao Zijie's face: "Brother Zijie, you're going to kill me! Aren't you afraid of breaking me?"

"I just want to go all the way in, to merge with Xiaoxue!"

Zhao Zijie honestly spoke his mind. "Can they stay together forever?" Cherry-red lips landed on Zhao Zijie's face. This question was quite intriguing, and Zhao Zijie couldn't help but ponder for a moment.

"Do you like Brother Zijie's big thing?" Changing the subject, Zhao Zijie teased her again. "Ugh! ...You know that!" Her face was flushed and alluring. Zhao Zijie shifted his hips, letting his penis slide inside her warm hole: "One more time, and Brother Zijie will know!"

"Pfft," she laughed, glancing sideways at Zhao Zijie and saying, "Are you sure you can handle it?"

"Hehe! As long as your mouth skills are good, Zhao Zijie will be a hero again in ten minutes!" Secretly, Zhao Zijie reached into his suit pocket for his T28, pressed down the number 7, it was A-Guo's call. "You're going to die! ...What kind of woman do you take me for?" Whether it was shame or amusement, she had a stubbornly defiant look on her face.

He pulled out his softened penis, and a pool of thick, white semen overflowed from her swollen, open labia, accumulating on Zhao Zijie's lower abdomen, still warm and moist. Zhao Zijie moved Xiaoxue's disheveled vulva, ravaged by his actions, onto his thighs. She let out a soft moan, clearly tickled by his leg hair, repeatedly crying out how itchy it was. He pulled her up, secretly unscrewing the latch next to the door. Zhao Zijie spread Xiaoxue's checkered coat on the toilet seat, then plopped down on it. His penis, sticky and oily from ejaculation, lay limply on his lower abdomen.

"Good Xue'er, come on! Let it stand up, then I can fuck you again."

Zhao Zijie braced his hands behind his back for support on the toilet tank, his legs spread wide, one foot on the left, the other on the right. Hearing such explicit words, her face flushed red. Staring at Zhao Zijie's engorged penis, she said, "Oh! I didn't say I wanted more... and... it's so dirty... I can't!"

"Come on! It's all your stuff and mine, it won't be dirty! Do you think Brother Zijie is dirty?" He reached out and pulled her body towards him, making her bend over and lie between his legs. "There's still a lot of Brother Zijie's dirty stuff inside you!" She thought about it and realized he was right. Her cherry lips parted slightly, and her serpentine tongue finally climbed onto his obedient penis. Watching the beautiful woman licking his penis, her golden hair disheveled from her earlier wantonness, her deep-set eyes glistening with tears, and beads of sweat on her high nose.

Her rosy lips were stained with a little thick semen, and her delicate hands gently grasped and swallowed his penis. Zhao Zijie felt the blood starting to rush to his lower abdomen. "Xue'er! Is it good?"

Zhao Zijie urged her small, pearly teeth to nibble at his glans, mumbling incoherently, "I... I'll bite... I'll bite you to death!" Hearing the smacking sounds from her mouth, watching the graceful curves of her pink buttocks sway, and feeling the exquisite sensation of her licking his penis, Zhao Zijie felt a surge of alcohol and seemed a little drunk. "Good Xue'er! Do you hate A-Guo?" Zhao Zijie suddenly asked her.

"It's alright! Why do you ask?" She stopped what she was doing, somewhat confused. Zhao Zijie wiped the semen from her nose. "I want to see A-Guo fuck you, that would be unbearable, I'd get hard again immediately." Seeing the woman he had just slept with being fucked by someone else like a dog, that would be incredibly stimulating. "No, I only want to be with you! You're willing to let someone else... fuck... fuck me?" "

Little Xue, don't you want Brother Zijie to get hard... and fuck you properly?"

"No... it's too embarrassing! Like how... how lewd I am." She probably thought Zhao Zijie was just teasing her, so she lowered her head and started stroking Zhao Zijie's penis again.

"Look! It's hard again." A victorious smile appeared on her face. There were light footsteps entering the dressing room. "Eek!" A-Guo slipped in and casually closed the toilet door. Little Xue turned her pink neck and looked down. She was so ashamed that she buried her head between Zhao Zijie's legs. Her pink buttocks swayed, but there was nowhere to hide. Her wet honey hole was wide open to A-Guo. She didn't know what to do. "You're so annoying! You've made me... I'm too ashamed to face anyone!" She opened her mouth and was about to bite Zhao Zijie's leg. Zhao Zijie held her shoulders, preventing her from getting up, and coaxed her gently, "Good Xue'er, everyone's seen you! What's there to be shy about?" She kept twisting her body, unable to give up her modesty. "Xiao Xue! You only let Brother Zijie be intimate with you, not even Brother A-Guo?" Seeing Xiao Xue lying naked on top of Zhao Zijie, her pink and round buttocks facing him, A-Guo blushed, his eyes filled with desire. "How embarrassing, Zijie! You...you bad guy, you betrayed me." She bit Zhao Zijie's thigh, leaving deep teeth marks, but didn't dare to actually bite down. A-Guo knelt down, his mouth moving towards Xiao Xue's crotch. At first, she twisted her buttocks and tried to dodge, but when his tongue touched her labia, she had no choice but to give up resisting.

Ah Guo's large tongue moved up and down her vulva, sometimes licking, sometimes sucking, and finally even plunging inside to stir. Xiao Xue couldn't help but moan softly. "You said no! Look who's moaning with pleasure now,"

Zhao Zijie laughed at her. She glared at Zhao Zijie resentfully, wanting him to remember this. Ah Guo licked somewhere, and she let out a soft gasp, her eyes overflowing with wanton tears. Seeing her juices flowing again, gradually creeping onto Ah Guo's tongue, Zhao Zijie was captivated by this lewd scene, and his penis became hard and erect again. Xiao Xue noticed, and while moaning silently, she opened her mouth and took Zhao Zijie's penis in. For a while, the small toilet was filled with the sounds of sucking and Xiao Xue's suppressed moans, and then Ah Guo had to ejaculate.

He pulled out his medium-length, thick, dark penis, spread Xiaoxue's tight, upturned buttocks with both hands, and inserted it inch by inch into her wet cave. "Oh! ...Hiss...Oh! ...No! ...Don't come in..." Although she moaned beautifully, she kept saying no. Who would believe her? "Oh! ...Oh...No...No...I only...only for Zijie...come in!" Aguo was jealous. He began to thrust viciously, his red and black, engorged penis going all the way in. Her swollen labia minora were turned inside out as the penis was withdrawn, and the gushing vaginal fluid made a mess of the entrance.

"Oh! ...So full...So full...Oh! ...Stinky Aguo...Dead Aguo...Oh! ...So itchy...So itchy..." She cursed, but her pink buttocks disobeyed and responded. "Hmph! You curse me...Then I won't move!" Ah Guo stopped, leaving only the head of his penis inside the vaginal opening. He scooped up a glob of vaginal fluid with his right hand and smeared it on Xiao Xue's tight anus, then began to rub it in circles with his middle finger. Xiao Xue's anus must have been very sensitive; her swollen labia, covered by the glans, contracted and expanded with Ah Guo's teasing, as if trying to suck the penis inside.

"Oh...don't stop...can...can you come in a little bit...it's so empty inside...it hurts so much."

"Don't you hate Ah Guo?" He applied a little pressure with his middle finger, and one knuckle went into Xiao Xue's anus. "Oh!...hurry...hurry...fuck me...fuck me...I'm so itchy!" Her anus was so itchy that she arched her buttocks, trying to get his penis in, but Ah Guo pushed her buttocks away, preventing her from crossing the line. "Do you want Ah Guo to fuck you?" Ah Guo asked, feigning interest.

"Hurry...good...good Brother Guo...fuck...fuck me...fuck me harder...fuck me." Her juices welled at the entrance of her vagina, almost dripping from the glans. So Guo held her buttocks and thrust in and out, sometimes fast, sometimes slow. Guo used every technique imaginable, ravaging her wanton little hole, finally ejaculating a stream of yellowish-white semen between Xiaoxue's pink and white thighs. Xiaoxue moaned so hard she almost choked. With Guo's final thrust, she cried out and released more vaginal fluid, collapsing breathlessly onto Zhao Zijie, the white fluid flowing from her everted labia, covering her entire thigh.

Watching the two of them engage in such sensual acts, Zhao Zijie's penis stood erect, the glans a deep purple-red. He helped Xiaoxue up, intending for her to sit on his penis, but she was weak and limp, her body covered in cold sweat. "I can't take it anymore, I'm going to die, you two will kill me!" she cried, her eyes glazed over. Zhao Zijie didn't care about her at all; he just wanted to make her ejaculate and die. He forcefully picked up her mud-like body, spread her jade thighs, and sat on Zhao Zijie's iron rod-like penis. It was as if he had entered a water curtain cave. Zhao Zijie's penis swam into a warm cave, where the hole was still throbbing and contracting.

"Oh!... It's so sore... Good Zijie... I can't take it anymore... Wait a minute!" She had already climaxed twice, so the soreness and numbness in her vagina were to be expected. Zhao Zijie couldn't wait any longer. His penis pressed against the warm, slippery vaginal flesh, the constantly gushing vaginal fluids flowing over his penis, the tingling and itching becoming unbearable. Lifting her hips, Zhao Zijie began to let her vagina slide around his penis. Her round, firm breasts were right in front of Zhao Zijie's eyes. He opened his mouth and sucked on her two hard, bulging nipples, his tongue swirling around them.

"Oh!... Oh!... It's so sore..." she moaned weakly again, her small hands gripping Zhao Zijie's arms with slight force. Penetrating her weak body, Zhao Zijie's desire to conquer surged up. He began to thrust his penis in and out, wanting to see how he could make her feel. "Oh! Oh!... Gently... Gently... It's so sore!" "... " She frowned, pleading in a pitiful voice. Her crimson lips were stained with semen, probably from the oral sex they had just had. Her deep-set eyes, once exceptionally alluring, were now scattered with lust. Her blond hair was disheveled, giving her a fragile look, as if ravaged by time. Zhao Zijie couldn't take it anymore; his penis throbbed and throbbed, the enormous thing pressing against her vagina, pounding hard against her clitoris.

At this moment, A-Guo, leaning against the door, had caught his breath. Watching Zhao Zijie thrusting into Xiao Xue, who was still covered in vaginal fluid, his penis slowly hardened. "Not bad!"

Zhao Zijie, with Xiao Xue on his back, gave him a thumbs up, then compared Zhao Zijie's suit jacket to Xiao Xue's. He looked bewildered, reaching for Zhao Zijie's jacket and trying to hand it to him. Zhao Zijie shook his head, gesturing for him to reach into his pocket. He searched high and low, thankfully he wasn't foolish enough to pull out his cell phone and give it to Zhao Zijie. He finally managed to pull out the toothpaste-like thing Xiao Chen had given Zhao Zijie at the tea shop, raised an eyebrow, seemingly asking Zhao Zijie what business he had.

Zhao Zijie hugged Xiaoxue tightly, his tongue licking her snow-white earlobe, while his other penis pressed against her vagina, making her pink buttocks stick up. His right hand circled her buttocks, playing with her anus towards A-Guo. "Oh! ...Oh! ...You're so annoying!" Xiaoxue's tingling and numbness seemed to have subsided, and she could begin to accept new stimulation. A moan escaped her cherry lips, no longer weak and listless. A-Guo opened the tube cap, looked at it, and as if understanding Zhao Zijie's meaning, a sly smile appeared on his face. His penis, along with his lewd thoughts, suddenly regained its fighting spirit.

He squeezed a handful of clear, viscous, gel-like lotion onto his penis, and after a few steps, he reached out and smeared it on Xiaoxue's anus. Xiaoxue didn't seem to mind; he'd already penetrated her, so what did it matter if he touched and pinched her a little? Holding Xiaoxue tightly, Zhao Zijie's waist swayed slowly, each time fully arched, penetrating to the very end. "Oh! ...Oh! ...Oh no...it's starting again...Oh!" Her wide-open buttocks began to respond. Seeing that Aguo was almost ready, Zhao Zijie thrust his penis hard into her clitoris, making Xiaoxue's buttocks stick up high.

"Oh! ...So...so good! ...Dear brother...Dear husband...Again...Again...Don't stop!"

Zhao Zijie held her close, her two snow-white breasts pressed flat against his chest and abdomen. Aguo, holding his red penis, was about to shove it into Xiaoxue's small, brown anus. "Oh no! No! You can't put it there, it's too big to go in!" Realizing that Ah Guo was about to insert his penis into her anus, she shook her head desperately. "No! I've never been penetrated there before, I'll die!" she pleaded frantically. Zhao Zijie held her tightly, his large mouth covering her cherry-like lips to prevent her from crying out.

Ah Guo forcefully pried open Xiao Xue's jade buttocks, and with the help of lubricant, finally managed to insert his large glans. Zhao Zijie forcefully stopped Xiao Xue's body from twisting, his mouth tightly covering her cherry lips, only continuous moans and groans of struggle could be heard. Because of the pain, tears welled up in Xiao Xue's alluring eyes. Ah Guo held her pink buttocks and pushed his penis in inch by inch. After all, it was her first time being deflowered, and he was afraid of hurting Xiao Xue. Meanwhile, Zhao Zijie's penis was inserted into another hole, and he could vaguely feel another force gradually invading, the warm little hole spasming.

After two-thirds of the way in, as if encountering resistance, Ah Guo stopped, let out a breath, and continued to thrust in and out, no longer venturing deeper into the forbidden area. After a long while, Zhao Zijie saw that Xiaoxue's pained expression had eased slightly, and slowly released her mouth. "Ouch...it hurts so much! ...You...oh! Do you really want to kill Zhao Zijie?" she gasped and cursed. "I'm sorry! I won't do it again next time...okay, Xiaoxue...what does it feel like?"

"It feels like being raped...my anus is about to burst...every time it's pulled...it's like...like I have to poop...it's so uncomfortable!" she complained, frowning.

"You must not be used to it yet, do it a few more times and you'll definitely enjoy it!"

Zhao Zijie also started to sway his hips, his penis thrusting in and out in sync with Aguo's movements. "Enjoy it my ass! Next time I'll get a guy to fuck your ass!" she glared at Zhao Zijie hatefully. Two penises were inserted into Xiaoxue's two holes, one in front and one behind. Zhao Zijie found it difficult to thrust his hips, and his rhythm couldn't keep up with Aguo's movements, but there were times when they were inserted simultaneously. In that instant, his penis felt an unprecedented tightness, making Zhao Zijie feel like he was floating on air. At first, Xiaoxue was moaning in pain, but gradually, after getting used to it, her moans turned into happy groans, and her vagina began to overflow with juices . She

slowly spread her jade thighs wide, allowing Aguo to insert smoothly. "Oh!...Oh!...So good...What a great penis...It's...It feels so good!" Her pleasure gradually rose, and she tilted her head back, moaning lewdly. Perhaps it was the decadent feeling of anal sex that began to excite her abnormally, but her hot vaginal flesh gripped his penis tightly, and each insertion brought Zhao Zijie to the brink of climax. "Oh!...Ah!...A little deeper...A little deeper...Fuck me...Fuck me harder!" "I don't know if her name is Zhao Zijie or A-Guo, she's already so wanton she's talking nonsense. Zhao Zijie and A-Guo's hearts skipped a beat, and they simultaneously thrust their penises to the fullest extent, feeling her lower abdomen swell instantly.

"Oh! It feels so good... How can it feel so good... I... I... I'm going to die... I'm going to die." She shook her head, cold sweat pouring down her body: "Faster... Faster... Oh!... Fuck me to death... Yes... Yes... Inside... Right there!"

Zhao Zijie thrust hard into her core, while A-Guo's purplish penis hadn't reached its end. "Ah!... I'm done for... Oh... It's coming... It's coming... Oh... I... I... I... I can't take it anymore!" The wet, hot vagina contracted like never before, and hot, surging vaginal fluid poured down without warning. Zhao Zijie's glans trembled from the boundless warmth inside the tender vagina, and his semen shot deep into her uterus again. A-Guo probably also came, and the three of them, still intertwined, hugged each other, panting heavily.

"Shh... someone's coming in." On the verge of death, Zhao Zijie heard hurried footsteps rushing in. He was just wondering who had diarrhea and was running to the toilet like they were dodging an alarm when, with a "bang," the door was suddenly kicked open, and a gleaming samurai sword, accompanied by a chilling gaze, slashed diagonally towards A-Guo's shoulder. "Damn it! One person playing with her is one thing, but two people treating her like a prostitute!" A string of harsh curses erupted, and he felt hot liquid splash onto Xiaoxue's back and onto Zhao Zijie's face. He reached down and touched it; it was a pool of bright red blood.

Xiaoxue, who was still panting, cried out "Wah!" when she saw the blood on Zhao Zijie's face. She clutched Zhao Zijie's arm tightly, her nails digging into her flesh. Aguo, groaning in pain, but being a retired naval officer, quickly pulled his white penis from Xiaoxue's anus. He spun around and kicked Xiaosen. Xiaosen cursed again, about to strike again, but instead struck Aguo's boot with a thud. Aguo's force not only knocked over the katana but also kicked Xiaosen out the door.

The katana was gone from his hand; seeing the situation turning against him… Xiao Sen had already turned and fled. A-Guo quickly tucked his wet penis into his pants and chased after him. Caught off guard, Zhao Zijie was somewhat at a loss. He helped Xiao Xue up, pulled Zhao Zijie's penis out of her trembling, tense vagina, grabbed a stack of toilet paper, and used it to wipe away the traces of semen trickling from her swollen vulva and anus. Still in shock, she stood there blankly as Zhao Zijie wiped her. It was only with great difficulty that they finished cleaning the sticky, thick vaginal secretions from both of them and got dressed.

Xiaoxue, a stranger, was too shy to show her face. She was afraid that if she went out, people would ask what the three of them had been doing in the restroom. How would she answer then? Stunned, she went straight into the girls' lounge. Zhao Zijie, having ejaculated twice, felt weak in the legs. He finally managed to turn the corner and saw that all the customers in the hall had run away, except for a group of people gathered in front of the counter. All the girls in the shop had crawled under the counter, and the atmosphere was not good. A-Guo's entire olive-green linen casual clothes were soaked with dark red bloodstains on the back. There was a large gash on his skin, from which blood was gushing out. He was slumped in the chair, his eyes unfocused.

Cheese stood in front of A-Guo, arguing with Xiong Ge with a flushed face: "Xiong Ge! You're wrong to say that. Your own little guy keeps grabbing a knife and slashing around. As the older brother, don't you discipline him?"

"I already said I don't know! I'm not watching him all the time!" Xiong Ge was also angry. "If Ah Guo offended him, we could just talk it out. Now that someone's been hurt, let's see what Xiong Ge does!" Although Xiong Ge knew that Old Man Cheese was a senior triad leader here, and he wouldn't dare to act recklessly, he still felt it was better to wait and see, so he had to step in to smooth things over.

"Xiong Ge, why did Xiao Sen attack someone?"

Zhao Zijie slapped Cheese and stood beside him. "I don't know either. After 11 or 12 o'clock, he started acting strange and gloomy. I forgot to ask him." "

Damn it! It's all because of you! Xiao Sen has always resented Xiao Xue being nice to you. He treats Xiao Xue like a goddess, but Xiao Xue always lets you mess around, and she even smiles at you. Damn it!" A group of henchmen in floral shirts and buzz cuts behind Xiong Ge, one of the tall ones, was about to rush forward. "Ah Ming, you son of a bitch, do you have the right to speak like that?" Xiong Ge glared at him.

"I know Xiaosen has had a crush on Xiaoxue for a long time. He started asking her out the first time he met her, but he never managed to get her to agree. This time, he probably thought Xiaoxue had been... well, what happened? He got jealous and grabbed a knife to attack someone." Xiong's sister-in-law, Lijuan, chimed in from the side. Unrequited love, Zhao Zijie roughly understood the gist of the situation and didn't ask any further questions. "Eee...ee..." The ambulance siren rang out, and it stopped outside. Lijuan, along with Wawa, helped Aguo out. Zhao Zijie followed them to the door, watching as the accompanying nurse gave Aguo a simple bandage and secured him to a stretcher. Just as they were about to push him into the ambulance with the driver, Zhao Zijie quickly stepped forward, grabbed Aguo's hand, and said, "Sorry! I was going to give you something good, but it turned out bad. Are you alright?" Aguo opened his dim eyes, a hint of a smile in them: "Damn! As long as I had fun, you bastard! It's just a minor injury."

Zhao Zijie knew the wound was two or three centimeters deep. Fortunately, it hadn't damaged any nerves, but he'd still need to be hospitalized for at least two or three days. "Rest well. I'll be there when you're having sex with women!"

Zhao Zijie instructed. He tried to laugh, but the movement aggravated his wound, causing him to cough. "Hey! Hey! The mixed-race woman's pubic hair is still black, haha! Black." A wry smile appeared on his face.

He really was incorrigible, Zhao Zijie thought to himself, wanting to laugh too. The nurse accompanying the patient, probably getting impatient, had been whispering to the driver by the vehicle, but now returned to the stretcher, urging, "Alright! Alright! The patient is bleeding a lot, let's get to the hospital quickly. Which family member is coming?" A rich fragrance wafted into his nostrils, and the sweet, cloying voice sounded familiar. Zhao Zijie looked up sharply—ha! It was Yuzhen, that flirtatious, busty, voluptuous nurse. Wasn't she out with Maggie Cheung? He'd actually run into her here. Yuzhen didn't recognize Zhao Zijie, her eyes filled with bewilderment at his stunned expression.

A-Guo was also surprised, following Zhao Zijie's gaze to Yuzhen. Hey! He recognized her too—the voluptuous woman he'd been spying on. So he reached out and gently squeezed Zhao Zijie's hand, saying with satisfaction, "Ha! Don't worry, it'll be over soon! It'll be over soon!" Then, thinking it over, he added, "No...no...if the nurse in the ward is her, then it's best if it doesn't get better...it doesn't get better!" His rambling was incoherent, and Zhao Zijie ignored him. He went to Lijuan's side to discuss asking the child to act as a family member and go to the hospital with him. He would give the instructions and they would arrive shortly after. It was already past 1 a.m., and the shop couldn't operate anyway, and the hospital was nearby, just three or four blocks away.

The ambulance drove away with its piercing siren. Zhao Zijie answered a call from a colleague outside. Xiaoxue, Sister Azhu, and another young girl wearing a silver checkered coat, their shapely, fair legs below the knees exposed, walked past him. The busty girl was nowhere to be seen. Xiaoxue looked normal; her makeup had been reapplied, and she was still radiant and alluring, a sight to behold. It was hard to imagine that just half an hour ago, she and Aguo had penetrated both her front and back orifices. "Okay, Xue'er! Are you alright?"

Zhao Zijie asked her.

"Duh!" She replied playfully in Japanese, her face as beautiful as a flower. "Although it's a little regrettable, I'm very happy today. Really!" Her cold little hand grasped Zhao Zijie's warm big hand, and there was indeed no complaint on her face. "Give me your phone number! You should treat me to a late-night snack another day." Her foxy eyes fixed on Zhao Zijie. Of course! He had originally planned to have a late-night snack with her that night, and no matter which day it was, Zhao Zijie would do it without hesitation. After exchanging phone numbers, she blushed and said, "Next time I won't allow you to come from behind, it hurts so much!" She quickly caught up with the two people in front, got into the van, and sped away.

Inside, there was still a commotion. Xiong Ge's gang of underlings, not knowing what Cheese had said, started shouting. "Damn it! Cheese, you've gone too far! I told you Xiao Sen ran away and disappeared, but you wouldn't believe me." "It's that skinny, tall guy, Ah Ming, who was just throwing a tantrum." "If you want to settle this privately, hand over Xiao Sen. I'll have the old man and Xiong Ge handle it properly; the truth will come out eventually." Cheese's attitude was firm, confident that Xiong Ge, this rising star of the underworld, wouldn't dare touch him. "If we're going to go through with it officially, I'll definitely make sure he's seriously injured, and he won't be able to stay in this area anymore."

"What the hell... damn it!" Ah Ming was about to rush out again when Xiong Ge grabbed him and slapped him hard across the face: "Damn it! Ah Ming, you get inside!" Xiong Ge was also furious. Ah Ming angrily walked into the sound control room, and the hall fell silent instantly. Zhao Zijie stood behind Cheese and suddenly felt that Cheese, aside from being a womanizer, was actually quite a good guy. He was loyal to his friends and showed no signs of cowardice or greed. A girl with large breasts sat silently in the chair behind them. Her large, innocent eyes, like those of a high school student, blinked under the light. Her face was serene and calm, without any sign of panic, and a faint smile played on her lips. She was waiting for Cheese, Zhao Zijie thought. Xiong Ge finally made up his mind, and his tone softened: "Brother Cheese, if you really want me to hand over Xiao Sen, Zhao Zijie can't help it. I've offended you guys; who knows if he'll run back to the countryside to hide."

"Hmm... I think we should let the branch office handle it!" he decided. Zhao Zijie thought Zhao Zijie would handle it the same way. A private settlement wasn't an option; Xiao Sen couldn't be let off easily without bloodshed. Letting the police handle it meant he could hide for a while and maybe get away with it. "Ha! Ha! Okay, then I'll ask Branch Chief Zhang to come over." Cheese didn't say much more, picked up his cell phone and dialed. At this moment, Xiong Ge's face turned rather unpleasant. The interrogation went on until almost 3 a.m., and Zhao Zijie was really exhausted. Damn it, Officer Wu kept asking Zhao Zijie what exactly happened at the crime scene in the toilet, and why three people were crammed into the same stall. How was Zhao Zijie supposed to talk about it? He had no choice but to add three layers of mosaic to the truth and downplay it.

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