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The sun was about to disappear into the darkness, the sky ablaze with a fiery red, and the sea that met the horizon was also tinged crimson. After days of rain, the seaside town could finally see the sun, and many people came to the beach to watch the sunset. Some were with their families, others were couples leaning sweetly against each other, everyone's face beaming with happiness.

"Whoosh..." Han Feng, standing in the crowd, exhaled a smoke ring. He took a deep breath of the salty air, then extinguished the cigarette with his left index finger and thumb, without any burn marks on his face. Looking at the people around him, some in pairs, some in groups of three, a bittersweet feeling welled up in his heart. He turned and returned to his car, then drove towards his house.

"If someone joins a gang, they're a member for life. If the gang needs them, they'll come back." That was Han Feng's case. From an unknown thug to a notorious assassin, it was all inseparable from his former boss, Golden Night Demon.

Jin Yacha was the leader of one of the many gangs in the city. He had discovered Han Feng's talent and promoted him, giving him money and women whenever he wanted. However, he never expected that just as he was about to relinquish his leadership, he would run into a troublesome person, ultimately ending up beheaded.

Upon hearing this, Han Feng immediately returned from abroad. With his agile skills and rich experience, he successfully avenged his boss. From the moment he pulled the trigger, he became a target of both the underworld and the legitimate world. Now, he was driving to a relatively safe place—his lover's house.

"Screech!" He drove to a villa, honked three times—two short and one long—and the garage door opened quickly. He drove in.

"You're back," a seductive voice rang out, and before the voice faded, a woman appeared before Han Feng.

"Did you miss me?" Han Feng pulled her into his arms as soon as he got out of the car, kissing her full lips before she could answer.

The woman closed her eyes slightly, savoring the moment, her small, fragrant tongue swirling vigorously in Han Feng's mouth.

Han Feng released his lips. "Let's go get something to eat, I'm hungry."

"Okay!" the woman replied, pulling Han Feng's hand as they walked out of the garage.

Her name was Ling Jia, Han Feng's mistress. A year ago, he had snatched her from her husband. Han Feng had this habit—he had to take what he wanted. Plus, he had a great interest in mature women, so she naturally became his mistress. Han Feng had never asked about her past, and she had never told him.

The two walked hand-in-hand into the kitchen, where Han Feng sat down.

"Wait a moment, I'll get you something to eat," Ling Jia said, starting to pile food onto the table for Han Feng.

Han Feng sat in his chair watching her busy at work. He loved watching mature women's bodies, especially in natural motion. Ling Jia's body was moving naturally; her full hips bounced with her legs, her slender waist controlling the direction of her lower body. What Han Feng loved most were Ling Jia's irresistible breasts, their fullness trembling slightly up and down.

Looking at Ling Jia's body, Han Feng almost forgot his hunger. He was a lecherous man; he believed that a man without a good woman to care for him was a failure. The world was made up of men and women, so having a woman meant having the other half of the world. Soon the food was

laid out, and Han Feng began to wolf it down. Ling Jia sat beside him, watching his eating and laughing.

"Why aren't you eating?" Han Feng asked, swallowing his food.

"I... I want to eat you," Ling Jia said with a smile, her eyes revealing her intentions.

"Okay, come and eat." Han Feng understood what she meant. He put down his chopsticks, reached down and unzipped his pants, revealing a thick, long, black penis that sprang out, with a small mole on the reddish-black glans.

"Hehe~" Ling Jia immediately squatted down, grabbing the magnificent penis with both hands and stroking it up and down. Han Feng seemed oblivious to what was happening and continued eating.

"I want to eat." Ling Jia stuck out her small tongue and gently licked Han Feng's glans. Although Han Feng deliberately distracted himself from eating, the delicate, itchy sensation still drew his attention to his genitals.

Ling Jia's tongue followed the protruding veins on the penis to Han Feng's two testicles. She first kissed them, then opened her lips and took one into her mouth, gently sucking on it like a piece of candy.

Han Feng shivered from the intense stimulation. He put down his bowl, wiped his mouth, and watched Ling Jia greedily sucking on his penis. Ling Jia gently scraped the frenulum of his penis with her little fingernail. Her salivary glands secreted more saliva, completely enveloping the penis in her mouth.

"Gulp..." She swallowed the saliva, spat out the penis, and then put the other one in her mouth.

"Jiajia, your technique has improved," Han Feng said, stroking her smooth hair.

Ling Jia spat out his penis and looked at Han Feng with seductive eyes. "Even if my technique is good, it's still being used on you, isn't it?"

"Haha..." Han Feng laughed.

Ling Jia opened her mouth and took Han Feng's entire penis into her mouth, her lips tightly clamping around the base of his penis and sucking hard, as if she wanted to swallow it whole.

Han Feng bent over and lifted Ling Jia's shirt, revealing her full breasts. He immediately began to knead them vigorously with both hands.

"Ugh, why the rush?" Ling Jia said, then took Han Feng's glans into her mouth again.

"What are you afraid of? It won't break anyway." Han Feng said, increasing the pressure with his hands.

Ling Jia's head was pressed down by Han Feng's upper body, so she could only move it up and down slightly. So she began to make full use of her tongue, her soft, warm tongue lingering back and forth on

Han Feng's penis, licking it tirelessly. Han Feng straightened up, then placed his hands on Ling Jia's

head, slightly raising his lower body and forcefully pushing the glans deep into her throat.

Ling Jia knew this was a sign of Han Feng's impending orgasm. Her tongue pressed tightly against the urethral opening of the glans, her left hand moving up and down with the head's movements, while her right hand gently teased his clitoris, occasionally pulling out a few hairs. "Ahhhhhh, so goodh ...

"Mmm...mmm..." The sensation of a thick, hard penis pressing deep into her throat wasn't pleasant. The glans irritated her sensitive areas, almost making Ling Jia vomit, but she held back.

"Ahhhhhh!" As the pleasure intensified, Han Feng cried out, and thick, hot semen shot into Ling Jia's mouth.

[The End]

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