[Urban] The Story of Shizuka Izumi (Complete) - 4-6

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There were few people at the school, but Li Ming was still there, as if waiting for Izumi Shizuka. He went straight to greet her when he saw

her arrive. "Teacher Bai, come here for a moment," Izumi Shizuka said, reluctantly following him to his office, where he was alone.

Teacher Li clearly wanted to pull Bai over, but hesitated. After all, this was the first time in many years that Li Ming had brought a woman other than his wife along for such a purpose. Seeing his expression, Izumi Shizuka knew what he was thinking. Looking at Li Ming's lewd appearance, she couldn't believe that her youthful and beautiful body would be enjoyed by this man. She couldn't imagine what he would look like naked.

While she hesitated, Li Ming moved closer and sat down next to her, clearly trying to control his wildly beating heart. He looked at the beautiful young woman he had been dreaming of before him: Izumi Shizuka's fair face, delicate ears, and a thin, colorful gold necklace adorning her pinkish-white neck.

Izumi Shizuka changed into a white, sleeveless, sheer blouse. A large lace flower covered her ample chest in the front, while the sheer back revealed the thin straps of her bra. She wore a knee-length denim skirt and white, high-heeled crystal sandals, her legs bare. Izumi Shizuka was sitting in a chair, one small, white foot dangling from one sandal.

"Ahem..." Li Ming coughed awkwardly, trying to speak.

Izumi Shizuka knew exactly what he was thinking; among these lecherous men, Li Ming was probably the most cowardly.

"Izumi Shizuka, don't forget to come to my house this Sunday," Li Ming finally said. "

What for? Let's talk here," Izumi Shizuka said coldly.

"It's not convenient to talk here," Li Ming said sheepishly.

"Nothing's inconvenient, and there's no one around." Izumi Shizuka found this lewd man truly laughable. She seemed less afraid and confused than before, slowly grasping his weakness.

Li Ming's eyes were fixed on the spot where Izumi Shizuka's white arm met her chest, where the edge of her sky-blue bra was faintly visible. "Don't play dumb. I want to do what you and Principal Gao did together."

The lustful glint in Li Ming's eyes returned, just like when he threatened Izumi Shizuka that day. He felt a pang of regret; a drink would have been better. Otherwise, he wouldn't have had the courage. He'd only mustered it that day after drinking some alcohol at noon. Today, seeing this vibrant and beautiful young woman before him, he was so flustered he couldn't speak.

Although Izumi Shizuka was panicking inside, she pretended to be nonchalant, still playing with her little sandals. "You just want me, right? Fine. But you have to agree to my conditions, otherwise you can tell whoever you want, I can't help you." Although Izumi Shizuka was afraid that Li Ming wouldn't agree, she had no choice but to take the gamble, betting that this man was a weakling.

Sure enough, Li Ming said anxiously, "Tell me, what are the conditions?"

Izumi Shizuka had a better idea of what to do. "When you're with me, I have to be willing. You can't force me. You can't bother me casually when there's nothing wrong. If anything happens, you have to help me keep it from my husband, otherwise, Principal Gao won't let you off the hook." "

Okay, okay, okay," Li Ming readily agreed, grabbing Izumi Shizuka's hand with one hand and stroking her arm with the other.

Although Izumi Shizuka disliked him, she couldn't say anything and had to let him take advantage of her a little. While he touched her arm, she said, "Not here today, don't get any ideas."

Li Ming revealed his lecherous look again: "Then you have to let me see your breasts."

Looking at this cowardly yet lustful man, Izumi Shizuka felt helpless and could only nod: "But it's a deal, you can only look. Go and lock the door."

Li Ming readily agreed and went to lock the door.

Izumi Shizuka sat there, unbuttoning her shirt, revealing her chest. Her sky-blue lace bra was a half-cup type, clearly without padding, and her full breasts bulged inside.

"Take off your bra." Li Ming was practically drooling. Izumi Shizuka's fair skin, contrasted against her sky-blue and white clothes, made her appear even more innocent and sexy. Izumi Shizuka had no choice but to unhook the front of her bra, revealing her full breasts to Li Ming. Li Ming was truly stunned; he had only ever seen such beautiful breasts in movies.

Her skin was milky white and delicate; her breasts were full, round, and firm, showing no signs of sagging. The small, round areolas, slightly reddish, surrounded a pair of small, pink nipples, which were just beginning to harden, no bigger than soybeans. Even before they hardened, Izumi Shizuka, a married woman who had been married for almost half a year, still had pink nipples like a young girl. Without the bra, her breasts were upright and conical, with the nipples standing obediently.

At this moment, this voluptuous woman sat at a desk, one leg crossed, her white shirt open, her sky-blue bra hanging halfway down on either side of her breasts, her full breasts exposed. A man sat opposite her at the desk, his eyes practically popping out of his head.

While Li Ming was in a daze, Quan Jingxiang quickly put her bra back on. As she buttoned her shirt, Li Ming pressed against her, saying, "Take off your skirt so I can see."

"Hey, move aside! People will come soon. You'll have time to see later. Let go of me!" Quan Jingxiang snapped. Afraid of angering the beauty, Li Ming released her, but his hand still lingered on her thigh.

"Don't forget Sunday," Li Ming quickly asked as Quan Jingxiang was about to leave.

"I can't forget if I have time. If I don't, I'll find another time. I've already promised you, what are you afraid of?" Quan Jingxiang said, turning back as she left.

Back home, Wang Shen hadn't returned yet. She made a simple meal, waiting for her husband.

Unexpectedly, when Wang Shen returned drunk, several people were with him: Principal Zhao Zhen, and three teachers. Quan Jingxiang recognized them; they were all Wang Shen's colleagues.

Izumi Shizuka was taken aback, but could only quickly entertain them…

In her own home, Izumi Shizuka was only wearing a short-sleeved white tank top, without a bra, her breasts full and erect in front of her chest. She wore a pale yellow floral skirt, below which were her straight, round, pinkish-white calves, and her delicate little feet wore a pair of cute white slippers with blue flowers. Several men's eyes were clearly fixed on Izumi Shizuka's chest, and they had all noticed that she wasn't wearing a bra. Izumi Shizuka

subconsciously crossed her arms to cover her chest, regretting that she shouldn't have taken off her bra. At this time, Wang Shen was obviously already drunk, but he seemed very excited that Principal Zhao Zhen had come to his house. He loudly invited Izumi Shizuka to serve tea and water. The men were obviously prepared in advance, and one of them even brought a mahjong set. Soon, they set up a mahjong set in the dining room and started playing, while one of them watched the fun from the side.

After busying herself for a while, Quan Jingxiang felt a chill run down her spine under Principal Zhao Zhen's burning gaze. After all, this man had seen every inch of her skin. While the others were playing, Quan Jingxiang went back to her bedroom to watch TV.

They didn't finish for a long time, and Quan Jingxiang, feeling very sleepy, took off her skirt, covered herself with a thin blanket, and went to sleep.

The people playing mahjong were also playing in a daze. Zhao Zhen's mind was actually on Quan Jingxiang. Looking at her erect breasts under her thin bra, his penis had been erect for so long, but now he had no chance to get aroused. This audacious man was burning with desire.

Seeing Wang Shen dozing off, Zhao Zhen called to the onlooker, "Come on, play a couple of rounds for me, I'm going to the toilet." The onlooker eagerly sat down. Wang Shen played cards haphazardly, strangely enough, he wasn't losing.

Zhao Zhen didn't go to the toilet at all, but went straight into the room where Quan Jingxiang was sleeping. The light was still on. Quan Jingxiang was lying on her side on the bed, a thin towel draped around her waist. One of her long, bare legs was stretched out, the other bent. A pair of white panties clung tightly to her round buttocks. Her plump, delicate little feet had toenails painted with light pink nail polish. This half-naked beauty lying on the sky-blue sheets made Zhao Zhen's heart pound. Zhao Zhen slipped to the bedside, looking at Quan Jingxiang's delicate face. Her small nose was breathing softly, and her rosy lips were trembling slightly, as if she were saying something in her sleep.

Zhao Zhen's eyes were fixed on Quan Jingxiang's full breasts beneath her thin bra. His hand involuntarily reached out and gently touched her soft, full breasts. Quan Jingxiang, asleep, didn't react at all. Zhao Zhen's fingers lightly rubbed her nipples, and soon, through her bra, he could see that her small nipples were erect. Zhao Zhen's mouth watered. He lowered his head and licked her nipples through her bra. Quan Jingxiang trembled slightly, turned over, and lay flat on the bed, her breasts even more prominent. As she was about to ejaculate, her legs parted slightly, and Zhao Zhen's eyes were drawn to the area between Izumi Shizuka's legs, tightly encased in white panties. Her rounded mons pubis made his eyes widen. A long, curved pubic hair peeked out from the left side. Zhao Zhen knew that Izumi Shizuka didn't have much pubic hair, but it was always long. Looking at her vulva, even through her panties, Zhao Zhen could imagine what her soft, smooth vulva looked like. His hand gently touched her labia, his fingers circling and rubbing, clearly feeling the heat and moisture there. Zhao Zhen's penis was already as hard as an iron rod. Just as his fingers were about to slip inside the edge of Izumi Shizuka's panties, he heard a commotion and the sound of mahjong tiles falling to the ground from the outer room. He quickly went to the outer room.

It turned out that Wang Shen was completely drunk. While playing mahjong, he accidentally knocked over the table. Several people quickly helped him to the sofa, and while discussing their wins and losses, they all left. Zhao Zhen told them he would look after him for a while, and they didn't say anything more before leaving. After they were all gone, Zhao Zhen completely ignored the drunken Wang Shen lying on the sofa and went straight into Quan Jingxiang's bedroom, his heart pounding with the image of the beautiful young woman sleeping in a sexy, alluring pose…

But as soon as he entered, Quan Jingxiang had already woken up from the earlier commotion. Rubbing her sleepy eyes, she stared in shock at Zhao Zhen rushing in: "You... what are you doing?"

Zhao Zhen was taken aback. Looking at the beautiful young woman's dazed eyes, he didn't care about anything else and hugged Quan Jingxiang tightly. "Baby, I missed you so much!" "Hey, let go of me! What are you doing? Where's my husband?" Quan Jingxiang tried desperately to push Zhao Zhen away, but Zhao Zhen's strong arms held her waist tightly. His thick lips kissed Quan Jingxiang's face wildly. Quan Jingxiang's bare feet jumped around on the ground, but she didn't dare to shout loudly, only struggling desperately.

"It's okay, he's drunk and asleep. He doesn't know anything." Zhao Zhen's hands were still around Quan Jingxiang's waist, while he grabbed the belt of Quan Jingxiang's underwear and pulled it down.

Izumi Shizuka was so anxious that tears were about to fall. She grabbed Zhao Zhen's hand, trying to stop him from pulling, but her panties were still pulled down to her buttocks, revealing her soft pubic hair. "Principal Zhao, please, don't do this! This is my home! What will my husband do if he sees this? Please, let me go!"

Seeing the tears in Izumi Shizuka's almond-shaped eyes and feeling the soft breasts of the beautiful young woman pressed tightly against his body, Zhao Zhen lost all control. His hand had already slipped between Izumi Shizuka's legs, touching her warm, moist labia. Izumi Shizuka squeezed her legs tightly together, her elastic legs gripping Zhao Zhen's hand, making him feel incredibly sexy and his penis was already on the verge of ejaculation.

"No, let go..." Two tears slid down Izumi Shizuka's cheeks. Her panties were rolled up under her buttocks, and her small feet were already on tiptoe.

Just as Zhao Zhen was about to push Quan Jingxiang onto the bed, he suddenly heard Wang Shen shout from the outer room: "Water, I want to drink water!" Then he heard a loud thud, clearly indicating that Wang Shen had fallen to the ground.

Taking advantage of Zhao Zhen's momentary hesitation, Quan Jingxiang quickly went to the outer room, pulling up her underwear as she went. Zhao Zhen followed behind. Wang Shen was still lying on the ground, his mouth full of foam, still saying "water...water..." Quan Jingxiang quickly bent down to hug Wang Shen, her entire buttocks sticking up in front of Zhao Zhen. Looking at Quan Jingxiang's straight legs and round buttocks in front of him, especially the soft labia under her raised buttocks, he could almost see Quan Jingxiang's pink vulva through the thin underwear, especially the small wet spot there. Zhao Zhen could almost feel the sensation of inserting himself into Quan Jingxiang's wet, soft, and tight vagina. He couldn't help but reach his hand inside Quan Jingxiang's buttocks. Quan Jingxiang was startled and dropped Wang Shen to the ground. Zhao Zhen, seeing that Wang Shen seemed to have woken up, didn't dare to continue. He bent down and helped Wang Shen up, asking, "How are you? Are you feeling better?"

"It's okay, I'm okay, Principal, you guys play, I can't go on, I'm so drowsy!" Wang Shen mumbled, his eyes half-open. Quan Jingxiang poured him a glass of water, he drank a few sips, and then fell back asleep on the sofa. Zhao Zhen called him a few times. Seeing that he didn't answer, he looked up at Quan Jingxiang, who looked at him with pleading eyes.

Seeing the half-naked young woman's teary eyes, Zhao Zhen's lower body became even harder. He grabbed Quan Jingxiang's arm across Wang Shen on the sofa. Quan Jingxiang struggled for a moment, but fearing that her husband would wake up, she had no choice but to stand up with Zhao Zhen. Zhao Zhen pulled Quan Jingxiang into the bedroom.

In the bedroom, a purple towel blanket covered the sky-blue bed sheet. A wedding photo of Quan Jingxiang and Wang Shen hung opposite the bed. Zhao Zhen grabbed Quan Jingxiang and pulled her onto the bed. This time, Quan Jingxiang didn't struggle. Lying on the bed, she whispered, "Please, if you're going to come, hurry up. Don't let him see." Zhao Zhen quickly took off his pants. He pounced on Izumi Shizuka without even taking off his t-shirt. Izumi Shizuka didn't resist, letting Zhao Zhen pull down her panties and press himself against her. Izumi Shizuka immediately felt Zhao Zhen's hot, hard penis against her leg. Zhao Zhen's hands, through the thin bra, caressed Izumi Shizuka's breasts a few times before pulling the bra up to her breasts. Izumi Shizuka's pair of trembling breasts were now standing erect in front of the man. Zhao Zhen's lips sucked on Izumi Shizuka's nipples while his hands impatiently touched Izumi Shizuka's lower body. Izumi Shizuka's body trembled, and she slightly parted her legs. Izumi Shizuka's pubic hair was only a small patch on her mons pubis, and her entire labia were clean down to the bottom, feeling smooth and soft to the touch. Moreover, as soon as the man's hands touched her, Izumi Shizuka became breathless. "Hurry up, I'm ready." Izumi Shizuka was very nervous, after all, her husband was asleep on the sofa outside. Seeing herself doing this with a man right there, she couldn't help but urge Zhao Zhen to hurry up.

Zhao Zhen didn't dare to be too presumptuous. He touched Quan Jingxiang's lower body, which was already wet, and thrust his lower body inside. Feeling the soft, wet sensation of Quan Jingxiang's lower body, Zhao Zhen himself sighed with pleasure. Making love with Quan Jingxiang was different from making love with other women. Quan Jingxiang's vagina tightly wrapped around his penis from front to back, and he could feel it from front to back when he thrust. Unlike other women, who were either tight at the entrance and loose inside, or loose inside and out. Quan Jingxiang's legs were bent, her heels pressed tightly against the sheets, and her toes were pointed. Zhao Zhen's long penis made Quan Jingxiang's heart jump. Her lower body was being pushed so hard that it felt numb and tingly. With each thrust of Zhao Zhen, Quan Jingxiang's buttocks contracted tightly, and her hands involuntarily held onto Zhao Zhen's waist, as if afraid that he would thrust too hard.

"Ah... um... oh..." Shizuka Izumi bit her lip, her hair swaying, and with each thrust of the man, she couldn't help but let out a sound from her throat. Her whole body began to feel hot, her areolas became even pinker, and her small nipples hardened and stood erect.

Zhao Zhen suddenly picked up Quan Jingxiang, making her straddle him. Zhao Zhen sat on the bed with his legs outstretched, and Quan Jingxiang and Zhao Zhen were tightly embracing each other, her small feet, painted with pink toenails, curled inwards. Zhao Zhen lifted Quan Jingxiang's buttocks and moved up and down, his penis thrusting deeply into her lower body. The feeling of being tightly embraced gave Quan Jingxiang a great deal of stimulation, and her body went limp. "Ah... I can't... I can't take it... Ah... I don't want it anymore..." Quan Jingxiang leaned limply against Zhao Zhen's chest, trembling with every movement, panting and repeatedly crying out, which aroused Zhao Zhen even more. He continued to lift and lower her, and when he lowered her, there was a "splashing" sound from her lower body, which was already as wet as a flood.

Quan Jingxiang, who had just climaxed, raised her head. Suddenly, she saw the photo on the wall. In the photo, Izumi Shizuka was wearing a pure white wedding dress, looking happily at the refined Wang Shen. Meanwhile, she herself was disheveled, making love with a man on her bed, while her husband lay drunk on the sofa. Izumi Shizuka felt a pang of pain in her heart. At that moment, Zhao Zhen turned Izumi Shizuka over and made her kneel on the bed. He held Izumi Shizuka's raised buttocks and penetrated her from behind. While he was having sex, he looked up and admired the photo of Izumi Shizuka and Wang Shen's wedding. His eyes were fixed on Izumi Shizuka in the photo wearing a pure white wedding dress, especially the part of her calves clad in white stockings that were exposed under the dress. Seeing this newlywed woman kneeling in front of him, her buttocks raised, letting him penetrate her pink vagina and caress her full, soft breasts, Zhao Zhen's lust was aroused even more.

After a while, Zhao Zhen made Quan Jingxiang turn around. He wanted to do it while looking at her naked body and the wedding dress photo on the wall. Quan Jingxiang lay there looking into his eyes and immediately understood. She stood up in embarrassment and turned off the lights in the room. Zhao Zhen had no choice but to hug Quan Jingxiang in the dim light and penetrate her. He enjoyed Quan Jingxiang's hot body and wet vagina in the darkness. Just as the two of them were moving around panting, and just as Quan Jingxiang was trembling and dizzy again, a swaying figure walked in, bringing with him a room full of the smell of alcohol. The two of them were stunned. Zhao Zhen was on top of Quan Jingxiang, his lower body still tightly inserted into her body. Quan Jingxiang's arms and legs were wrapped around Zhao Zhen's body, and her buttocks were even raised off the bed. The two of them couldn't help but breathe heavily, and their heavy breathing echoed in the room.

Unexpectedly, Wang Shen collapsed onto the bed and fell into a deep sleep, completely unaware that his wife was being pressed down on the bed by a man beside him. Hearing Wang Shen's drowsy sleep, Zhao Zhen began to move again. Quan Jingxiang's body trembled and convulsed in response to Zhao Zhen's thrusts. Quan Jingxiang felt extremely uncomfortable; her husband's face was right next to her, his breath hot with the smell of alcohol, while another man was pressing down on her, his penis inside her, and she was experiencing repeated orgasms. A perverse pleasure almost exploded within Quan Jingxiang's body. The moment Zhao Zhen finally ejaculated, Quan Jingxiang's entire body stiffened, trembling uncontrollably, her lower body soaked. When Zhao Zhen withdrew his penis and got up to leave, Quan Jingxiang felt dizzy and weak, and then drifted off to sleep.

At four o'clock in the morning, Wang Shen was jolted awake by a splitting headache. Rubbing his head, he sat up, his mind a jumbled mess of memories from the previous night, unable to recall anything. Turning to look at Izumi Shizuka on the bed, he was startled. The bed was a mess; the blankets were scattered on the floor, the sheets were wrinkled, and Izumi Shizuka lay asleep, her bra pulled up, revealing her left breast. Her lower body was bare, her panties lying on the floor. Wang Shen moved closer to Izumi Shizuka. Looking between Izumi Shizuka's parted legs, her pubic hair was disheveled and stained with moisture. Then, Izumi Shizuka turned over and lay on her side to sleep. Wang Shen stared at her turned body; there was a large puddle of water under her buttocks, along with several clumps of white fluid. Looking from behind her fair buttocks, his eyes revealed wetness at the base of her thighs, with a trail of white fluid flowing from her labia down her thighs. Wang Shen froze, desperately wondering if he had made love with Izumi Shizuka last night.

At this moment, Izumi Shizuka also woke up. Seeing Wang Shen's appearance and then looking at herself, her face flushed red. The sticky feeling down below made her face burn, but she still blurted out, "Look at you, you're drunk and acting like a madwoman, making a mess everywhere." Looking at Wang Shen's almost completely clean pants, she paused and said, "After we were done, you still insisted on going out to play mahjong. I couldn't stop you." Izumi Shizuka was very nervous as she spoke, but she pretended to be very relaxed. Wang Shen watched Izumi Shizuka tidy up the house with suspicion, but he really couldn't remember what happened last night. Could it be that he really had sex with his wife, and it seemed quite intense? Was he more powerful than usual after drinking? Looking at Izumi Shizuka putting on that black lace panty, he suddenly remembered the stain in the center of Izumi Shizuka's panty that day. Could it be that his wife really...? Impossible, Wang Shen didn't believe that his virtuous wife could do such a thing. He drifted off to sleep again.

On Sunday morning, after hesitating for a moment, Izumi Shizuka found a pair of loose black culottes, a loose black gauze shirt, and a pair of black high-heeled shoes. She put her hair up in a bun, and seeing that Wang Shen was still asleep, she didn't wake him. She went out and took a car to Li Ming's house. At Li Ming's door, Izumi Shizuka calmed herself down, took a breath, and knocked. Li Ming opened the door. Seeing Izumi Shizuka's shapely figure draped in her soft clothes, his eyes lit up, but he wasn't particularly happy. He opened the door and let her in. Izumi Shizuka was wondering what was wrong with this man who seemed so eager to possess her. Then a woman's voice rang out from inside: "Who's here? Please come in." Izumi Shizuka suddenly realized that Li Ming's wife hadn't left that day. Seeing Li Ming's annoyed expression, she felt much relieved and secretly smiled as she entered the house.

"It's a colleague from our school who came to borrow some books," Li Ming quickly explained.

Izumi Shizuka changed her shoes and entered the house. Today, she was wearing black knee-high stockings with a floral pattern, paired with small slippers, which made her small feet look even more sexy and alluring.

"Are you sister-in-law? My name is Izumi Shizuka." Li Ming's wife was a bit overly plump, but not particularly fat, and looked at the beautiful and charming Izumi Shizuka with a hint of wariness.

Izumi Shizuka, on the other hand, felt much more relaxed, leisurely looking around the room where she had almost been stripped naked, and deliberately chatting with Li Ming's wife, "Teacher Li is so kind at school. He lent me a book again today. The students all have a very good impression of Teacher Li."

"Really? My husband Li Ming is just so honest and kind to everyone." Li Ming's wife was less hostile towards Izumi Shizuka.

"She's been so good to me. I was able to get my professional title this time thanks to Teacher Li. She helps me find practice questions every day." Seeing the displeasure on Li Ming's wife's face, and Li Ming's face alternating between red and white, Quan Jingxiang chuckled inwardly. She said a few more words, and Li Ming, clearly terrified of his wife, almost lost all color in his face. Just then, someone called Li Ming's wife to help out at the house across the street. Li Ming's wife went off, muttering to herself. Li Ming turned back to Quan Jingxiang and said, "What did you say to her? Won't she get angry

with me?" "Hehe, I haven't said anything yet! If I told her I came to sleep with you, would she kill you?" Quan Jingxiang said, lifting one leg, her skirt and pants sliding down, revealing a section of her calf clad in black lace stockings, reaching her knee. Quan Jingxiang placed her foot on Li Ming's leg, slowly rubbing it, until it touched Li Ming's penis, massaging it with her foot. Li Ming's penis immediately became erect.

"Aren't my feet pretty?" Izumi Shizuka teased Li Ming's groin with her stockinged feet through his pants, using a coquettish voice.

"Put them down! What are you doing? She'll be back soon!" Li Ming, while wanting Izumi Shizuka to do this, was also terrified.

"Aren't you going to let her come? She wants to! Let's do it!" Izumi Shizuka pretended to unzip her pants, making Li Ming jump up as if to run away.

"Hmph, you don't want it? Don't bother me again, or I'll tell your wife." Seeing that she had achieved her goal, Izumi Shizuka stood up to leave.

"The others? Maybe next time," Li Ming said, still unwilling to give up. "Just you wait!" At that moment, Li Ming's wife returned. Quan Jingxiang said goodbye and left, saying that Li Ming hadn't found the book. Seeing the ashen face on Li Ming's wife's face, Quan Jingxiang knew Li Ming was in big trouble.

She was in a much better mood when she returned. Quan Jingxiang let her hair down, her flowing attire attracting many glances on the street. It seemed like only today did Quan Jingxiang realize how beautiful she looked.

On the street, Quan Jingxiang suddenly thought of Dongzi, that strange pleasure, the memory of which lingered. Thinking about it, Quan Jingxiang smiled. She went home.

When Quan Jingxiang returned home, Wang Shen, who hadn't gone out that day, stayed home doing laundry. Watching her gracefully return, he never imagined his beautiful wife had just been taken to a man's house to be with him. He greeted her, "Wife, is it hot outside? Zhiling called looking for you."

"Honey, you're so capable!"

Quan Jingxiang hugged Wang Shen from behind, her full breasts pressing tightly against his back, the soft, fleshy feel sending a shiver down Wang Shen's spine. Quan Jingxiang rarely acted so affectionately with him before. This sensual feeling brought back memories of her sexy, alluring appearance that morning. It really was him, yet he felt nothing. After Quan Jingxiang left, Wang Shen carefully checked his genitals; there wasn't a trace of anything, and his underwear was clean. Besides, if he and Quan Jingxiang had made love that morning, judging from her appearance, it must have been very intense. How could he not remember anything?

Watching Izumi Shizuka kiss him a few times before going inside, her swaying hips and supple waist seemed to possess a mysterious charm. He knew something was definitely wrong with his wife…

“Hey sis, why didn’t you ask me to go out?” Zhiling asked on the phone.

“No way, I can’t stand that place, it’s too noisy.” Izumi Shizuka said, pulling down her pants as she spoke, revealing black underwear and knee-high black floral stockings, a long stretch of her fair, slender thighs radiating a healthy glow.

“Dongzi misses you. Come over tonight, or come to my house. Did you have a good time last night?” Zhiling chuckled on the phone.

“Don’t talk nonsense. He can miss you, what does it have to do with me?” Izumi Shizuka took off both stockings and pulled up a loose floral skirt. “Alright, sis, didn’t you have a good time too?” Zhiling continued.

“We’ll see. I’ll call you again when I get there,” Izumi Shizuka said, hanging up as soon as Wang Shen came in.

For a moment, Izumi Shizuka became restless. Although she didn't want to go out, she did feel a bit like going for a walk, but she didn't want to tell Wang Shen. Wang Shen finished his work and, seeing that he hadn't cooked, busied himself with preparing a meal. Izumi Shizuka felt quite guilty towards Wang Shen, so she hugged his arm and said sweetly, "Honey, you're so tired, let's go out for dinner tonight."

Wang Shen readily agreed, and the two got dressed and went out. Almost as if possessed, Izumi Shizuka and Wang Shen ended up at a restaurant next to the disco where she and Zhiling had gone. They found a corner booth surrounded by a screen, ordered their food, and chatted while waiting for it to arrive.

In another booth next to them, a group of thugs were clearly drinking and shouting. Izumi Shizuka frowned, while Wang Shen ordered a beer and slowly sipped it.

The men next door were loudly boasting about their experience with women, claiming they'd slept with countless girls in the disco's restrooms, some of whom were still virgins. Izumi Shizuka felt a chill run down her spine listening to them. Wang Shen, however, had never been to such places and didn't believe them at all. He retorted defiantly to Izumi Shizuka, "Bullshit! Young people these days are such braggarts. What woman is so shameless? Humph!" Izumi Shizuka picked up a piece of food with her chopsticks, agreeing with her husband, "Yeah, they're just bragging."

Just then, a rather gruff voice said, "In these matters, none of you are as good as Dongzi. Dongzi is known as the 'Never-Ending Lover,' always getting his woman on the same day."

Izumi Shizuka was startled, and sure enough, she heard Dongzi's familiar voice: "Third Brother, stop talking nonsense. Who can compare to you? You're a heartbreaker!"

"Hehe, Dongzi, tell the brothers your experience, how to get her down on the same night. Don't be like Huzi, who spent thousands on a prostitute just to get a touch, and then got a mess of things, haha, right after she'd just finished with him." The guy called Third Brother said gruffly.

"To deal with women, you have to know what they like and dislike. First, you have to be able to get close to her and put her on her guard. Like those two girls Lao Si and I met at the bar last time, they were obviously fresh out of college, still innocent. You have to act rich, have that kind of swagger, and also act classy, like you have social status. That way you can attract them. When it's time to go for it, you can't be like Huzi and not make a move. You have to be ruthless, half soft, half hard, say something about love or something, and she'll be confused. Strike while the iron is hot, get her drunk and go for it. In today's society, if you hesitate for an hour, she might not be a virgin anymore." Dongzi talked on and on, and everyone fell silent, clearly really listening.

Wang Shen and his wife remained silent. Wang Shen listened intently, while Quan Jingxiang felt a pang of unease. She regretted her affair with Dongzi, but after all, they had shared that passionate night.

"Last time, I borrowed Ninth Brother's car for a spin. I took advantage of her downstairs at her house. A pure virgin. In the back seat, I couldn't really exert myself. When we got back, Fourth Brother saw the blood on my penis, didn't he?"

"That's right, it's true, it was covered in blood," a voice said.

Wang Shen, realizing it was true, felt a strange excitement, a pang of sympathy for those girls' lack of self-respect, yet also a longing for why he wasn't the man in question.

Quan Jingxiang simply hoped the food would arrive quickly, that they could finish eating, and leave this place of trouble.

"It's not fashionable to date young girls anymore. Firstly, there are fewer virgins, and secondly, young girls have all become cunning. They're fine for fun, but it's expensive. Some young girls will do anything you want, they're just after your money, especially after the deed is done. Some are even more aggressive than prostitutes. Now it's fashionable to date married women, especially rich women in their thirties. They'll take both the woman and the money," Dongzi continued, sharing his experiences with women.

"That's right, take that Xiaojing you dated, Third Brother. She was so innocent at first, we'd even blush if we said a dirty word. Look at her now, she hardly goes to school anymore, and it seems she's been slept with several times at the disco. She slept with Fourth Brother yesterday, right? Fourth Brother, how about a few rounds?" Another voice seemed to say.

"When she came back with me, she was still floating, her underwear was pulled down, her whole little butt was wet. We did it again this morning, twice." Fourth Brother said, quite embarrassed.

Xiaojing, is that the young girl? Quan Jingxiang's heart skipped a beat. She'd been very confused lately and hadn't paid attention. She'd see if Xiaojing came back for the new semester.

"I heard you hooked up with a newlywed girl last time. Xiao Gang said she's

incredibly beautiful, with a great figure, the kind that makes you want to commit a crime just by looking at her," Third Brother's voice continued. Quan Jingxiang's heart began to pound. She knew they were talking about her, and she was terrified that they would say something that her husband would overhear.

"That was top-notch! Not the kind who hangs out, just a genuine housewife. If I hadn't been drinking and drugged her that day, I wouldn't have been able to get her. But once you've had a woman like that, things are easy. If you're good at it, you can do whatever you want with her." Dongzi took a sip of his drink. "That little chick, even before she's undressed, your heart is pounding. Once she's undressed, her figure, skin, and nipples are all bright red. When you go in, it's like waves crashing down there, and she climaxes quickly. After a while, she's completely weak, unlike some older women who can be with you all night and still not react."

"Listening to you makes my dick hard. Come on, let's drink. When are you going to bring her over? Drug her up, and we'll all have a taste." A chaotic chorus of drinking sounds erupted.

Izumi Shizuka's heart was pounding in her throat, terrified he'd mention Zhiling or her name. Thankfully, he didn't. But she understood why she'd been with Dongzi that day—he'd been drugged. She felt a surge of hatred for Dongzi.

Wang Shen, too, felt aroused. He'd always harbored lust for such promiscuous women, always wondering why he never encountered one. But with his cowardice, even if he did, it would be pointless. He still fantasized about having many romantic encounters.

The two didn't say much. After dinner, Izumi Shizuka hurriedly went back with Wang Shen, terrified of being seen by Dongzi and his gang. Upon arriving home, Wang Shen eagerly embraced Quan Jingxiang. Quan Jingxiang, preoccupied with her thoughts, wasn't in the mood for intimacy, but unwilling to refuse her husband, she yielded and let him undress her. Wang Shen wanted to make love to Quan Jingxiang on the sofa, but since she was already on the bed, he hesitated to speak, afraid of embarrassing his wife. If he knew that Quan Jingxiang had been with men in their own bed and at the dining table, he'd probably be furious. He

was quick on top and quick off; after a few dozen thrusts, Wang Shen collapsed, his face flushed. His limp penis quickly slid out of her body. Quan Jingxiang felt unsatisfied, yet strangely, she thought of Zhao Zhen's still-erect penis after ejaculation.

Monday was the first day of school. Quan Jingxiang changed into a gray suit with a white shirt underneath, flesh-colored stockings, and gray-white high heels. She let her long hair down, adorned with a red hair clip.

Construction had begun on the school's teaching buildings and staff quarters, keeping Old Sun extremely busy. Fortunately, Director Wang from the city was there to help, and the funding was quickly secured. Just as things were starting to look up, today, the first day of school, he ran into Quan Jingxiang on his way back to his office from the construction site. Ever since Quan Jingxiang and Director Wang had made love in front of him in the hotel room, he hadn't seen her, and he'd felt a pang of jealousy. This charming woman, Quan Jingxiang, always seemed to catch his eye, especially these past two days. She'd been making love constantly, and her slender waist seemed to possess a unique allure as she walked. Her fair face was lightly lined with eyeliner, adding a touch of seductive charm to her eyes. Before, Quan Jingxiang hadn't dared to walk with her chest too high, afraid people would stare at her chest, but now she always held her breasts high, and sometimes, under her thin clothes, one could see them trembling slightly.

Old Sun gazed at this woman he couldn't get enough of, this beautiful woman whose sexiness was in her bones and whose allure shone in her eyes. His heart began to pound, and he felt a sudden urge to urinate, a desire to do something.

Quan Jingxiang looked into Old Sun's eyes, and the burning desire in them made him flustered.

She glared at him and brushed past him. In that instant, the faint fragrance of Quan Jingxiang wafted into Old Sun's nose, seemingly seeping into his heart. Looking at Quan Jingxiang's round, plump bottom, he really wanted to just lay there and take her down.

Sitting in her office, Izumi Shizuka thought about the Xiaojing she had just seen. She was certain those people were talking about Xiaojing. In the classroom, the boys had been secretly glancing at her. Xiaojing was wearing a tight black tank top, seemingly with a padded bra, making her breasts stand out high, revealing her fair belly. She wore a small red skirt, and underneath, she was wearing black underwear, which was clearly visible with every movement. She had long, white legs, wore red crystal slippers, and wore dark eyeshadow. Her long eyelashes and wanton eyes darted around.

"Izumi Shizuka, come here for a moment," Old Sun called to her.

Izumi Shizuka got up and followed Old Sun. The two teachers behind her exchanged a knowing glance, their eyes fixed on Izumi Shizuka's full, rounded figure, and they slightly shook their heads. "Mmm..." After closing the door, Old Sun tightly embraced Izumi Shizuka and kissed her, kissing her so hard she could barely breathe, her toes involuntarily lifting.

Old Sun's hand naturally slipped inside the collar of Izumi Shizuka's suit, caressing her full breasts through the silk blouse. Izumi Shizuka always wore thin bras, so you couldn't feel the thick padding; it was just soft, fleshy. Izumi Shizuka leaned softly against Old Sun, unsure whether to refuse or feel a surge of pleasure. When the man's hand slipped deeper under Izumi Shizuka's skirt, along the smooth stockings to her most tender vulva, Izumi Shizuka grabbed Old Sun's groping hand, "No, stop touching me..."

Old Sun's hand then slid to Izumi Shizuka's round buttocks, her buttocks, tightly wrapped in pantyhose, playfully sticking out under her skirt. As they groped each other, Old Sun moved Izumi Shizuka to the front of the desk. Izumi Shizuka kept saying no while panting heavily from Old Sun's caresses.

Old Sun pushed away Izumi Shizuka's struggling hands, turning her around so her back was to him. He reached behind her, grasped her breasts, and pressed her face down onto the desk. "No! Let me go! No!" Izumi Shizuka tried to get up, but Old Sun continued to press her down, his hands kneading her breasts while his lips kissed her earlobe, making her feel weak all over. "Baby, this phone is for you. Do you like it?" Next to Izumi Shizuka's head was a brand-new, packaged Nokia 8850—a very expensive phone.

"I don't want it! Don't come here! I don't want to be here!" Izumi Shizuka was still struggling.

Old Sun reached down and lifted Izumi Shizuka's skirt. Underneath her flesh-colored stockings was a pair of purple panties. Old Sun stroked Izumi Shizuka's buttocks twice, then slipped his hand inside the stockings and panties, stroking her smooth bottom as he pulled the stockings and panties down to her buttocks. Izumi Shizuka felt the cool sensation in her lower body and the stockings tightly wrapped around her legs. Knowing that her buttocks were now bare, she stopped struggling in vain. Besides, she herself didn't know whether she was struggling against Old Sun or against herself.

Old Sun's hand touched Izumi Shizuka's labia. Izumi Shizuka shuddered, her buttocks tightened, and Old Sun felt something wet there. He quickly pulled down his pants, took out his long-erect penis, and instead of inserting it directly, he placed it between Izumi Shizuka's legs. He reached under Izumi Shizuka's clothes, lifted her bra, and grabbed her round, full breasts, kneading them while thrusting his penis between her legs, colliding with her tender vulva. This made Izumi Shizuka pant heavily, her smooth white buttocks constantly arching upwards. Old Sun stopped teasing her, guided it with his hand, and slowly inserted it, slowly all the way in.

"Ah..." Izumi Shizuka almost lay on the table, her buttocks raised high, her toes pointing upwards, her heels off her shoes, only her toes still inside, her gray-white high heels dangling wildly on the floor.

"Baby, I've missed you so much!" Old Sun began thrusting, his body pressing down on Izumi Shizuka, his hands inside her clothes, caressing her breasts. His hips moved vigorously back and forth. On the large desk, the beautiful Izumi Shizuka's head rested on the cool surface. Her clothes were loose, her large hands moving erratically inside. Her gray skirt was rolled up, revealing a section of her white buttocks. Flesh-colored stockings and purple panties were rolled up and wrapped around her thighs, her buttocks thrusting out in a way that made one's blood boil.

"Ah...ah...oh...I can't take it anymore, you...ah..." Izumi Shizuka cried out softly, pleading. With each thrust of the man's penis, Izumi Shizuka's whole body trembled. This sensation made Old Sun's penis seem even harder and thicker. "Baby, you drive me crazy. Every time it feels different, so good!" "Ah...hum...gentle thrust," Izumi Shizuka's saliva had formed a small puddle on the table.

"Ahhhhh..." Just as Old Sun was enjoying himself, his phone rang. He answered the phone while slowly thrusting, and Quan Jingxiang, lying there panting heavily, said, "Director Wang, I'm at school." "What? You'll be there right away." "Okay, okay, I'll be waiting for you." After hanging up, Old Sun muttered, "Damn, you came just in time." But his lower body didn't stop; he sped up, no longer rubbing Quan Jingxiang's breasts, but grabbing her buttocks, and rapidly thrusting into her tender vagina.

"Ahhhhh, no... oh... I can't take it anymore... ah... ah..." When Old Sun ejaculated, Quan Jingxiang was almost unconscious, lying on the table, her buttocks raised, her vulva red and wet from Old Sun's penetration.

"Get up, baby," Old Sun patted Quan Jingxiang's bottom. Quan Jingxiang stood up, panting, and looked for some paper to wipe herself. "You jerk, I told you not to come, but you insisted!" The knocking on the door startled them. Quan Jingxiang quickly pulled up her stockings and underwear, straightened her clothes and skirt, put away the phone on the table, and sat on the sofa. Old Sun went to open the door, and Director Wang walked in with a black leather bag. "Why did it take you so long to open the door? What were you doing in there?" He looked up and saw Quan Jingxiang on the sofa, and his eyes lit up. "Quan Jingxiang is here." Quan Jingxiang's face was flushed, her hair was a little messy, and her breathing was a little uneven. She stood up. "Director Wang is here. You two can talk." She got up and was about to leave.

Director Wang gave Old Sun a wink. "Quan Jingxiang, I was just about to talk to you. Don't leave yet."

"Yes, Quan Jingxiang, don't leave yet. Stay and talk to Director Wang for a while. I'll go prepare some tea for him." He then opened the door and left, locking it behind him.

Hearing the door lock, Director Wang put his bag on the table and noticed a water stain. Director Wang wasn't stupid; he could roughly guess what the two had just done. He had been thinking about Quan Jingxiang since he came, and now the beautiful Quan Jingxiang was right in front of him. And the fact that she and Old Sun had probably just done something aroused him even more. He reached out and grabbed Quan Jingxiang's soft hand, pulling her body against him. Director Wang's hands naturally became unruly, and he shamelessly tried to touch Quan Jingxiang's breasts.

Izumi Shizuka blocked Director Wang's hand with her own. She was still in the throes of the earlier frenzy and couldn't quite come to her senses. Her body felt weak and limp. She felt very uncomfortable watching Director Wang entangle her, but there was nothing she could do. She could only softly block Director Wang's hand that was about to touch her breast. "Director Wang, please don't do this. It's not good if someone sees us."

"Little sister, I've missed you so much these past few days. Come on, let's get intimate," Director Wang said, pulling Quan Jingxiang tightly into his arms. His chubby face pressed against hers, his warm lips kissing her smooth skin. He tried to kiss her rosy lips as well. Quan Jingxiang, still reeling from Old Sun's earlier orgasm, reacted strongly to Director Wang's touch and embrace. Her body went limp, and she tried to dodge his lips while weakly pushing his hands away. "Director Wang, let me go, let me go! Oh!"

Holding Quan Jingxiang's curvaceous body, feeling her full breasts pressing against him, Director Wang's lower body hardened, pressing against her lower abdomen. He kneaded the mature flesh of the beautiful young woman. Still thinking about the puddle of water on the desk, he hadn't realized it was from Izumi Shizuka's mouth. He'd assumed it was from their buttocks during sex. Suddenly, he picked her up and placed her on the desk. Izumi Shizuka was startled and instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck. Sitting on the desk with her legs dangling over the edge, she cried, "What are you doing? Hey, put me down!" She tried to jump down, but he was already pressed tightly against her. His hand slipped under her skirt, sliding over her plump thighs, and touching her soft lower body. Even through her stockings and panties, he could feel the wet heat. He impatiently began to frantically pull down her panties and stockings. Quan Jingxiang was already limp and confused from what Director Wang had done to her. Thinking that she couldn't escape it today either, she figured she might as well let him finish quickly. She leaned back on the table, and Director Wang pulled down her panties and stockings. He pulled them down to her knees, revealing a large wet patch in the center of her panties, which felt sticky to the touch. Quan Jingxiang blushed as she watched Director Wang touch her underwear. She had just finished with Lao Sun, and now Director Wang had found out; she felt incredibly ashamed. 04-03 05

Director Wang wasn't angry at all; on the contrary, he was clearly very excited. He lifted Izumi Shizuka's right leg and pulled off her panties and stockings. When he took off the stockings, Director Wang touched Izumi Shizuka's fair and tender little feet and couldn't help but admire them. "Girl, how come your feet are so beautiful?" Izumi Shizuka's feet were very small, and they were fair and tender, even the heels were fair and tender. Her five little toes were plump, and the toenails from the largest to the smallest were round, painted with light pink nail polish. The whole little foot had a beautiful arc shape, and you couldn't see any bone at all. Moreover, it didn't feel fat at all. It felt smooth, soft, and tender to the touch.

At this moment, Izumi Shizuka was wearing a gray suit and sitting back on the desk, one leg hanging over the edge of the desk. Her flesh-colored stockings and purple panties, which were half-pulled off, were hanging at her knees. Her fair right leg was bare and was being caressed by Director Wang in front of his chest. A gray, tight skirt lay messily on her buttocks, revealing Izumi Shizuka's plump vulva between her legs. Dozens of soft, dark pubic hairs lay prostrate on it. Director Wang could no longer restrain himself. He unzipped his pants, pulling his underwear down to his feet, grabbed Izumi Shizuka's legs, and lifted her up. Izumi Shizuka's legs were bent against her chest, which was quite uncomfortable, so she lay down and raised her lower body. Director Wang's hand touched Izumi Shizuka's labia, and his hand was wet. He knew, of course, that it was something left by Old Sun. Looking down, he saw that Izumi Shizuka's once pink labia, which were always tightly closed, were now slightly open, revealing the tender red flesh inside. Moreover, the entire vulva was congested and red, a large, wet patch.

Director Wang guided his penis to Izumi Shizuka's vulva and slid it in easily. However, the flesh inside still tightly gripped his penis. "Little sister, you were having quite a bit of fun with Old Sun earlier, huh? It's still warm inside."

Izumi Shizuka lay on the desk with her eyes closed. Her suit jacket was open, but she was still wearing her white lace blouse. Beneath the thin white blouse, her full breasts trembled slightly, fueling the imagination. Feeling Director Wang's penis enter her, her buttocks tightened slightly. Hearing Director Wang's words, her face flushed slightly, but she remained silent.

Izumi Shizuka's lower body was very slippery, making it easy for Director Wang to handle her. He couldn't help but speed up, and loud splashing sounds came from where they were joined: "Splash, splat...sizzle..." The slurping friction was incessant. Izumi Shizuka also let out soft, suppressed moans, her rosy lips slightly parted, revealing her pink tongue trembling gently inside. Her entire body moved back and forth on the table, her legs dangling behind Director Wang swinging constantly, the stockings on her left leg almost floating with each kick.

As Director Wang got into the swing of things, he lifted Izumi Shizuka's legs and placed them on his shoulders, thrusting his lower body even deeper into her tender red labia. Izumi Shizuka's buttocks had already left the table. This kind of penetration made Izumi Shizuka tremble all over. "Ah... be gentle... ouch..." Izumi Shizuka cried out, then remembered that she was in an office, so she quickly put her hand in her mouth and bit it, constantly letting out uncontrollable moans and gasps.

After waiting for a while, Old Sun figured it was about time. Besides, he couldn't leave Director Wang in the office for too long, so he quietly opened the door and came back. As soon as he entered the outer room, he heard Quan Jingxiang moaning softly, as if she were covering her mouth and making muffled sounds. There were also the sounds of genitals rubbing together. From his vantage point, he saw Director Wang with her back to him, wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and trousers bunched up at her ankles. Her two plump legs were bare, and her large, white buttocks were swaying powerfully back and forth. A small foot wearing a gray high heel was visible on her left shoulder, and a stocking on one leg dangled down her back. Another small, white foot was visible on her other shoulder, with her toes curled up. Although he couldn't see Quan Jingxiang's face, he could imagine how alluring she looked.

As Director Wang panted heavily, Old Sun saw his large buttocks pressed tightly against Quan Jingxiang's body, the flesh of his buttocks contracting repeatedly, while Quan Jingxiang's small feet bounced up tightly.

Director Wang, still breathing heavily, released Quan Jingxiang's legs, pulled up his pants, and wiped the sweat from his face with a handkerchief. Quan Jingxiang, unaware that Old Sun had returned, lay on the table, her small hands still in her mouth, drool stains at the corners of her mouth, her face flushed, her clothes disheveled, the hem of her shirt pulled out, clearly someone had slipped inside. Her skirt was rolled up to her waist, her genitals exposed on the table. Although he couldn't see clearly what lay below, Old Sun could imagine what it looked like: one bare leg dangling, the other wearing a half-length pantyhose, the other leg draped over her knee, purple panties rolled up on her thigh, and gray high heels dangling from her toes. The sight of her alluring figure made even Old Sun a little unable to resist.

"Director Wang, you must be tired. Have some water." Old Sun handed her a glass of water. Director Wang, slightly embarrassed, took the water and sat down on the sofa.

Quan Jingxiang also saw Old Sun at this moment and quickly sat up, straightening her clothes.

"Don't be shy, we're all family, hehe," Director Wang said with a smile.

"Haha," Old Sun laughed ingratiatingly. He knew Director Wang would find out he had just been with Quan Jingxiang, and he felt a little embarrassed that he had to pick up his leftovers.

Quan Jingxiang had already put on her clothes, her skirt was wrinkled, and there was a wet patch on her buttocks. "Oh dear, look at this, what should I do?" "It's alright, it's alright, I'll drive you home in a bit. Sit here for a while," Director Wang quickly said.

Looking at the wet patch on the table after Quan Jingxiang got up, Old Sun was lost in thought, imagining how Quan Jingxiang's buttocks had been swaying on it.

"I'm not sitting down, it's so uncomfortable down there, I'm leaving now." "Okay, okay, let's go."

Old Sun first checked to make sure no one was outside, then the three of them quickly went out and got into Director Wang's Santana sedan. Quan Jingxiang and Director Wang sat in the back, and Old Sun told the driver to head to Quan Jingxiang's house.

"Sister, next month, our Education Bureau is organizing a trip for outstanding teachers, and I've signed you up. We're going to Guilin."

"That's great news, Quan Jingxiang! I've never been to Guilin before, it's a wonderful place."

"We'll see." Quan Jingxiang really wanted to go, but she knew what these two people meant and was a little hesitant.

When Quan Jingxiang got home, she felt really tired. Lying on the bed, her whole body ached, and she couldn't help but curse these two for almost breaking her up.

After having dinner with Lixiang and returning home from the opulent hotel, Quan Jingxiang felt uneasy, though she couldn't pinpoint why. She simply didn't want to talk. Neither she nor her husband spoke on the way home. Quan Jingxiang, swaying her slightly upturned bottom, walked ahead of Wang Shen. Once home, Wang Shen engrossed in his book, while Quan Jingxiang washed up and lay on the bed, lost in thought. She couldn't help but think back to the day she saw Leng Xiaoyu.

That was the day Quan Jingxiang was hesitating about whether to listen to Lao Sun's advice and accompany Director Wang when she suddenly received a call from Leng Xiaoyu—something she hadn't expected. Leng Xiaoyu drove directly to Quan Jingxiang's school. Seeing Leng Xiaoyu, tall and elegant in a pale yellow Barbie dress, gracefully stepping out of the car, Quan Jingxiang felt a strange, faint pang of jealousy.

Leng Xiaoyu's meticulously groomed face was as white and delicate as solidified milk. Standing at 1.68 meters tall, she wore white high-heeled sandals, which made her appear even more graceful. The fitted fabric accentuated her full breasts, and her long, flowing hair was tinged with a light pink. Her aloof almond-shaped eyes and slightly upturned lips exuded an air of haughtiness and wealth. Standing next to the red Honda Accord, she possessed a noble air that commanded respect from afar.

Once in the car, Leng Xiaoyu, as usual, avoided eye contact while speaking. "Quan Jingxiang, still working as a lousy teacher? You really have it all. Don't tell me you like this sacred profession."

"What else can I do?" Quan Jingxiang gazed thoughtfully at the flashing houses and pedestrians outside the window.

"And that Wang Shen, isn't he a teacher too?"

"Yes, he's been very good to me. He's about to start his graduate studies." Quan Jingxiang didn't know why, but she still disliked people speaking ill of Wang Shen.

"I just don't understand you. The hotel owner my husband introduced you to is so good; he's worth tens of millions now." Leng Xiaoyu's pink lips twitched slightly.

Quan Jingxiang remembered that boss surnamed Zhang—short, dark-skinned, and fat. From the first moment he saw Quan Jingxiang, he never took his eyes off her face and chest, practically drooling. Looking at this nouveau riche-like person, Quan Jingxiang felt disgusted back then, but now she genuinely felt a little less disgusted by him. Perhaps in this realistic society, money equals a person's value, especially when it comes to measuring a successful man; career comes first. If Quan Jingxiang had to choose now, she really didn't know what she would choose.

The two stopped in front of a Taiwanese coffee shop. The greeter quickly opened the car door, and the two got out and walked side-by-side into the quiet coffee shop. The eyes of the greeter and two male customers who were about to leave involuntarily lingered on the two beautiful women.

Today, Shizuka Izumi wore a white, tight-fitting blouse adorned with several large red flowers. A blue bra was faintly visible beneath the thin blouse, her full breasts almost spilling out. A light blue, tight-fitting pencil skirt clung tightly to her ample hips; the fabric appeared to be a finely woven silky material, subtly shimmering. Beneath the skirt, her shapely calves were encased in flesh-colored stockings, and delicate blue high-heeled crystal sandals accentuated her alluring and sexy figure. One elegant, the other seductive, these two captivating beauties instantly drew the covetous gazes of countless men.

The other young and pretty girls in the room, though also beautiful, were like unripe peaches compared to these two stunning women—sweet and crisp, but lacking the juiciness and allure of a truly ripe peach.

Listening to Leng Xiaoyu's eloquent description of her husband's successful business ventures, his designer clothes, and the large diamond ring on his finger, Quan Jingxiang looked at her own slender fingers with a hollowed-out platinum ring—pretty, but much cheaper. Remembering the envious glances from passersby when she got out of the Honda, Quan Jingxiang felt a pang of jealousy. Although Leng Xiaoyu was also very pretty, back in school, if Quan Jingxiang nodded, which boy wouldn't leave Leng Xiaoyu for her? But now…

As the two paid the bill and left, Quan Jingxiang made up her mind. Making a lot of money with Wang Shen was unlikely; she would have to use men. She wasn't a virgin either, so she had to be careful not to let her husband know. Once she had the money, she could really send Wang Shen to graduate school; he might be better off than others. Lost in thought, Quan Jingxiang drifted off to sleep. Meanwhile, seeing Quan Jingxiang asleep, Wang Shen secretly took a DVD from his pocket, put it in the DVD player, and turned the volume down to the minimum.

The screen flashed, revealing a Japanese erotic film called "The Adulterer," about a young woman cheating on her husband. The plot was simple, but the eroticism in the filming style of Japanese erotic movies was exactly Wang Shen's taste, making his blood boil and his hand involuntarily reach for his genitals...

For days, people had been talking about the upcoming trip. At noon, Wang Shen called; his school had selected him, and he could bring his family. The quick-witted Quan Jingxiang immediately realized it was that "elephant" Zhao Zhen's idea. But Wang Shen was still thinking of her, and of course, she would be chosen. Those lecherous men had forgotten everyone else, but they wouldn't forget her. Quan Jingxiang was going on this trip with her husband and really didn't want any entanglement with them.

Quan Jingxiang's selection didn't cause a huge uproar at school, but the whispers and gossip were noticeable even to Quan Jingxiang herself.

The male teachers discussed it with lewd grins, "See? Another sacrifice. Principal Gao is quite the ladies' man."

"I really can't believe it. Quan Jingxiang looks so innocent and proper; how could she do something like this?" someone questioned.

"Pretending to be proper, that's what's alluring. Don't you know? Everyone says they even slept together in the principal's office once."

"With Izumi Shizuka's figure and face, who could resist her temptation? If I could sleep with her for one night, I'd die on the spot."

The female teachers discussed among themselves, their faces full of disdain and undisguised jealousy.

"That little slut, I knew she wasn't decent the moment she arrived. Everyone says, 'A perky boob means a slut.' Look at those breasts of hers, they're trembling as she walks, what good could she be?"

"Everyone says Principal Gao is powerful, that he was demoted before because of his lifestyle issues. They say when he was caught, the woman was so confused she didn't even know her husband came in." As she said this, she didn't notice that several female teachers' expressions became unnatural; it seemed they had all experienced Old Sun's prowess.

"It's definitely amazing! Didn't you see that Izumi Shizuka's butt used to be flat? Look at it now, round and perky. Everyone says women with good sex lives have perky butts, and those so-called perky butts are all so round, have you heard of that?"

"Is it like you can get a perky butt by doing it from behind?"

"You want to try? Your butt is always sagging no matter what you do." A group of women burst into laughter.

The gossip occasionally reached Izumi Shizuka's ears, and she could only silently endure it.

In the blink of an eye, the departure date arrived. Since it was a group trip from each school, Izumi Shizuka and Wang Shen went to their respective schools early in the morning with their belongings. They would meet at the train station together. Just as it was almost time to leave, a black Santana sedan pulled up. Director Wang got out, greeted Old Sun, and then went into Quan Jingxiang's office, asking her to come with him: "Teacher Bai, there's a problem with your ID card. Why don't you come with me to the station and the travel agency to talk to them?"

Quan Jingxiang genuinely thought there was something wrong with her ID card, so she quickly grabbed her things and got into Director Wang's car. Both she and Director Wang sat in the back. As soon as the car started moving, Quan Jingxiang realized it definitely wasn't about the ID card. As soon as Director Wang got in, he put his arm around Quan Jingxiang's slender waist. Quan Jingxiang was wearing a white apple-patterned t-shirt with a large red apple design between her breasts. Because she wasn't wearing a skirt for the train, she was wearing low-waisted white skinny jeans—the kind made of stretchy fabric. On her feet were a pair of white high-heeled fabric sandals with straps. Director Wang touched the delicate and sensitive skin of Izumi Shizuka's waist. Izumi Shizuka shuddered, removed his hand, and glanced at the driver. The driver, understanding the situation, turned the rearview mirror away.

Director Wang couldn't wait to touch Quan Jingxiang's breasts, but she grabbed his hand. He wrapped his left arm around her waist and whispered in her ear, "It's alright, Xiao Zhang is one of us. I've missed you so much."

Quan Jingxiang's face flushed. "Director Wang, please don't do this."

Director Wang reached into his bag and pulled out a wad of crisp hundred-yuan bills, placing them on her lap. "You're on vacation, take something back with you."

Quan Jingxiang felt her face burn even hotter. "What do you take me for? I'm getting off."

"Little sister, you look down on your older brother. This is from me, nothing more. I missed you. If you like, keep me company. If not, I won't touch you. Money and this are two different things. If you look down on your older brother, get off." Director Wang launched into a long, angry speech, as if he were the most wronged person.

These words made Izumi Shizuka feel embarrassed. She took the money and put it in her bag, saying, "Thank you, brother." She leaned her head against Director Wang and said in an almost delirious voice, "Brother, if you want to touch, put your hand inside. If you touch it outside and it gets dirty, I won't be able to face anyone."

Director Wang was overjoyed. His fat hand had already slipped under the loose hem of Izumi Shizuka's t-shirt, and through the thin bra, he grasped her full, soft breasts. Izumi Shizuka leaned softly against Director Wang. After a couple of touches, she let out a slightly rapid breath. Through the thin silk bra, Director Wang could feel her small nipples gradually hardening.

While fondling Quan Jingxiang's breasts, Director Wang turned his head to inhale her faint hair fragrance, kissing her smooth cheeks repeatedly until he reached her soft, rosy lips. Feeling her plump face and thick lips against his own, Quan Jingxiang experienced a stimulating sensation. Perhaps it had been a while since they had passionate sex. Although Wang Shen had recently had intercourse, his premature ejaculation seemed to have become more frequent. Of course, Quan Jingxiang was unaware that this was because Wang Shen often secretly watched pornographic DVDs at night.

After a few kisses, Quan Jingxiang opened her lips, extending her smooth, soft tongue for Director Wang to suckle. They entwined for a while, Quan Jingxiang's body becoming soft and burning. Neither of them noticed that the driver, Xiao Zhang, had already adjusted the rearview mirror back to face Quan Jingxiang's full breasts, feeling the surge within and imagining her full breasts being caressed.

At this moment, the buttons on Izumi Shizuka's tight jeans had been undone, and the man's hand reached inside, touching Izumi Shizuka's white silk panties. His hand slid in and laboriously touched her sparse, soft pubic hair. Director Wang sensed that Izumi Shizuka was aroused, so he reached out to pull down Izumi Shizuka's pants, but Izumi Shizuka grabbed his hand to stop him.

Director Wang understood and told the driver, "Park the car over there for a while, go down and buy a pack of cigarettes, okay?" He tossed over a few hundred yuan. The driver quickly stopped the car, got out, locked the doors, and drove away. Director Wang then tried to pull down Izumi Shizuka's pants, but she stopped him. "Brother, they can see from outside."

"We've put on protective film, all over the front. They can't see anything from outside, don't worry," Director Wang said, resolutely pulling down Izumi Shizuka's pants. Izumi Shizuka also felt that they couldn't see from outside, and besides, she was currently in a daze, so she lifted her buttocks and let Director Wang pull down her jeans and underwear, sitting naked on the cool leather.

Director Wang took off Izumi Shizuka's left shoe and pulled her pants down from her left leg, leaving one thigh bare, with a haphazardly draped pant leg on the other leg. The man's hand touched Izumi Shizuka's smooth, soft vulva, which was already wet.

Director Wang laboriously pulled down half of his pants, took out his erect penis, and had Izumi Shizuka half-reclined on the back seat, raising one of her bare legs onto the backrest. Her genitals were completely exposed, revealing a pink vulva beneath a few sparse pubic hairs, with a single drop of glistening vaginal fluid between her slightly parted labia.

Director Wang, supporting Izumi Shizuka's raised left leg, thrust his penis into her. Izumi Shizuka was already quite tall, and the back seat was too small for her to lie down comfortably. Lying half-reclined, Director Wang had even less space. He laboriously pumped his penis in and out of her, but after a few thrusts, he felt little pleasure. Izumi Shizuka, however, was trembling with excitement from this unfamiliar sexual experience.

Director Wang withdrew his penis, and Izumi Shizuka, startled, asked, "Brother, you ejaculated?"

"It can't be that fast." Director Wang gestured for Quan Jingxiang to stand up and move to the middle of the two front seats. Quan Jingxiang wore a small white sock on her left foot and white jeans on her right leg. She laboriously bent over to stand between the two seats, just managing to look up and see the windshield. Although those outside couldn't see inside, those inside could see out clearly. They had arrived at the train station. The train was parked next to a flagpole in the square in front of the waiting area, and a group of people were waiting for their train.

Just as Quan Jingxiang was about to get a clear look at a familiar figure, Director Wang's penis suddenly thrust inside her. With a soft "squeak," Quan Jingxiang swayed forward, clearly feeling the thick, hard object inside her.

As Director Wang thrust in and out, Quan Jingxiang quickly felt the unique tingling pleasure of sex coursing through her body. She steadied herself, looked up, and almost froze. Facing her was someone she knew all too well: Wang Shen, her husband, less than a meter away, waiting for the train with his colleagues. Wang Shen's hand was still on the hood of the car, while she herself was naked, being raped by a fat man. A burning sense of shame and stimulation made Quan Jingxiang's body burn, and she felt the intense stimulation even more clearly. Outside the train,

several people were chatting idly. A male teacher in his forties teased Wang Shen: "Wang Shen, you're quite something! Your wife is really beautiful. How did you manage to win her over?"

Wang Shen smiled smugly: "That's called fate, a special kind of love." At that moment, he suddenly felt the car he was touching begin to shake rhythmically.

"Hey, why is the car shaking?" The Santana's sound insulation wasn't good, so Izumi Shizuka didn't dare to moan loudly, but some of Wang Shen and the others' voices could still be heard inside the car. Hearing them talk about her made her even more ashamed, yet she still had to endure the stimulation from behind.

"Are they having sex? The shaking is quite rhythmic." Hearing

this, Wang Shen looked inside through the glass and vaguely saw white shadows moving around, seemingly indicating that they were indeed having sex. He never dreamed that it was his lovely wife inside, her bare, tender buttocks being violated. When

Wang Shen looked, Izumi Shizuka felt as if her husband was face to face with her. She could see him so clearly, but it seemed he couldn't see anything. However, her lower body tensed up and tightly gripped Director Wang's penis. After a few moments, Director Wang was breathing heavily.

Outside, the driver, Xiao Zhang, approached. "What are you looking at?"

The group quickly moved aside. Just then, Lao Sun walked over. Xiao Zhang greeted Lao Sun first. Wang Shen noticed that Quan Jingxiang wasn't in the group Lao Sun was leading, so he asked, "Principal Gao, where's Quan Jingxiang?"

Xiao Zhang was taken aback. Lao Sun glanced ambiguously at the obviously shaking Santana sedan and said to Wang Shen, "She arrived first. See if she's in the waiting room." Thinking that Quan Jingxiang was inside, being fucked by Director Wang in some unknown position, and that her husband was right in front of him, Lao Sun suddenly got an erection and really wanted to get in the car to see.

Quan Jingxiang's tight vagina made Director Wang breathe heavily. Quan Jingxiang was already dizzy, her lower body tightly gripping Director Wang's penis while continuously secreting vaginal fluids from her orgasm.

Finally, just as Wang Shen got up to go to the waiting room to find Quan Jingxiang, Director Wang ejaculated into her body, much to his chagrin. Quan Jingxiang quickly grabbed some tissues and placed them on her genitals to prevent the semen from leaking out. She turned and sat on the back seat next to him. Although her body was still weak, she hurriedly put on her pants and shoes. Although her lower body was still warm with the man's semen, at least her clothes were neater now.

Director Wang, of course, understood what Quan Jingxiang meant. He called Xiao Zhang, who got in the car and drove it a little further away. Only then did the still-weak Quan Jingxiang get out of the car, carrying her things, and walk towards the waiting room.

Wang Shen searched the waiting room but couldn't find Quan Jingxiang. Returning bewildered, he saw his beautiful wife standing at the entrance, carrying two large bags, her face flushed and her forehead damp with sweat. Wang Shen assumed she was tired from carrying the bags and quickly ran over to help her. He lovingly took out a handkerchief to wipe her sweat. Old Sun, who was about to tease her, swallowed his words upon seeing Quan Jingxiang's expression.

The waiting room was now full. Quan Jingxiang, still a little dizzy, looked at the many familiar and unfamiliar figures moving around. The damp tissue she held between her legs rubbed against her sensitive labia, making her feel very uncomfortable.

"Quan Jingxiang—" A fiery red figure ran towards Quan Jingxiang from a short distance away, affectionately wrapping her arms around her neck, still as passionate and alluring as ever.

Zhiling wore a loose-fitting red gauze blouse, through which a black bra clasply covering her full breasts was clearly visible. The sleeves had long ruffles. She wore a very short white skirt, so short it seemed her buttocks would be visible with movement; it was actually a pair of white shorts with a piece of fabric added in the front, making it appear like a skirt.

Her long, white legs were bare, adorned with pale yellow socks with white lace trim and white flat casual shoes, exuding a serene charm amidst the fiery passion. Her shoulder-length hair, styled in large waves, cascaded naturally, possessing a mature woman's enduring allure.

"Sister Sun," Quan Jingxiang said, linking her arm with Zhiling's, "You came alone?"

"Yes, I like being free and independent." Zhiling's long, beautiful eyes radiated a free spirit, brazenly meeting the gazes that were either evasive or unabashedly fixed on her.

Suddenly, Izumi Shizuka noticed that Zhao Zhen, with his large nose and a wry smile, was accompanied by a rather plump woman. She wore a khaki-colored suit, the waist so tight you could almost see the ridges of fat around her waist. Dark flesh-colored stockings peeked out from under the knee-length skirt. Her once pretty face was now somewhat distorted by the increasing weight. She wore large black sunglasses, and a boy of about eight or nine years old was beside her.

Judging from their expressions, these three were undoubtedly Zhao Zhen's wife and child. It's said that sexual satisfaction leads to weight gain, and it seemed Zhao Zhen's wife had been satisfied. Izumi Shizuka suddenly understood why Zhao Zhen had that wry smile; he must have been surprised to bring his wife and child. She couldn't help but smile, a cute smile spreading across her face, which made some of the men around them stare in a daze.

While greeting teachers she knew and didn't know, she finally boarded the train. This was the first time Quan Jingxiang had ever traveled. The hard sleeper train had three berths: upper, middle, and lower. Male teachers were on the upper berths, and female teachers were on the lower berths. Wang Shen and Quan Jingxiang were on the lower berth and the other was on the upper berth opposite each other. Zhiling and one of the teachers from Quan Jingxiang's school rushed over and sat on the lower berth with Quan Jingxiang.

The tissue Izumi Shizuka was holding between her legs was already cool and damp, making her feel very uncomfortable. She had been anxious to use the restroom since boarding the train, but it wasn't open yet. While fidgeting and listening to Zhiling's rambling, she suddenly looked up and saw Lao Sun and a woman in a train attendant uniform walking towards them. They were just reaching their berth when Lao Sun approached, greeting Izumi Shizuka, Wang Shen, and the others, introducing them: "This is my wife, Chen Bingbing. This is Teacher Bai, and Teacher Bai's husband is Wang Shen." Bingbing was about 1.62 meters tall, with loose hair. Her dark blue railway uniform clung tightly to her curvaceous figure, revealing white lace trim at the neckline. A glimpse of her fair breasts highlighted her delicate skin. Beneath her uniform skirt, a pair of straight, shapely legs clad in light flesh-colored stockings were visible, and she wore ordinary black leather sandals with mid-heeled shoes. She had an oval face typical of East Asians, with delicately curved eyebrows, small but always slightly mesmerizing almond-shaped eyes, a small nose, and soft-looking lips. She wasn't strikingly beautiful, but she was the kind of woman who instantly evoked sexual desire in men.

Bingbing was also sizing up the beauty before her, a woman she had long admired. She couldn't help but sigh inwardly, no wonder her husband was so captivated by this woman. From her delicate oval face to her large, expressive eyes hidden behind long, watery eyelashes, and her pretty little nose, everything about her exuded a woman's unique tenderness and charm. Her full, yet not fleshy, red lips, though not gaudy, always inspired a desire to kiss them. Beneath her thin t-shirt, her breasts were clearly full and firm, her waist slender, and her legs long.

As the two women were sizing each other up, each lost in their own thoughts, Zhiling broke the awkward silence.

"Hey, Principal Gao, why didn't you introduce me to your wife?" Zhiling's words snapped everyone out of their awkward silence, and they exchanged pleasantries.

Quan Jingxiang, of course, had no idea that Bingbing was well aware of her relationship with Lao Sun. After chatting with Bingbing for a few minutes, she found herself surprisingly compatible. Bingbing also felt a strong connection with this pretty young woman. It turned out that Bingbing had taken leave to travel to Guilin with Lao Sun. Quan Jingxiang also heard from Lao Sun that Director Wang's wife and children were also traveling with Director Wang, flying directly from the provincial capital to Guilin the next day.

Quan Jingxiang finally understood why Director Wang had been so eager to have sex with her earlier; he had been targeted by two men. In one day, Quan Jingxiang had met the wives of two men she had been involved with. She was curious to see what Director Wang's wife looked like.

The speeding train swept across the verdant landscape. Quan Jingxiang sat alone in a small seat by the window, her small white hand supporting her chin as she watched the villages and cities flash by. As the amount of garbage along the railway decreased, the architectural styles of the cities and villages gradually changed, and the tall roofs and walls of Shandong houses began to emerge.

Various thoughts flashed through Quan Jingxiang's mind. She didn't know why she was so indecisive, so easily taken by these men. Watching these men accompany their wives, Quan Jingxiang felt a deep unease. She knew these men liked her, but it seemed they only liked her body, and she could never replace their families or their careers. For the

sake of their careers, Lao Sun could introduce her to Director Wang; for the sake of their families, Director Wang could only steal moments of pleasure in his car. And what was she doing it all for? She didn't even know herself. Every time, she didn't want to, but she always succumbed to her ever-increasing lust. However, looking at these men's faces, Quan Jingxiang felt truly uncomfortable, especially Zhao Zheng's averted gaze, which made her even more indignant.

Looking up at Wang Shen, her good-for-nothing husband, she wondered why she'd recently found him to be quite good, especially towards her. He was truly devoted and trusted her unconditionally. But even Quan Jingxiang herself didn't know what the future held, or how things would unfold. She knew she should treat Wang Shen better.

The clattering of the train tracks accompanied the falling night, the darkness enveloping the speeding train. Quan Jingxiang lay there, feeling a strange excitement, unable to sleep. Hearing Zhiling's soft snoring only made it harder for her to fall asleep. She sat up, covered Zhiling with the blanket she'd kicked off, and went to the connecting area between the carriages. Stretching and breathing in some fresh air, she was about to go back when she suddenly heard hushed voices coming from the conductor's quarters.

"Hey, stop messing around, my husband's on the train. This whole carriage is full of their people, stop it." Izumi Shizuka immediately recognized Bingbing.

"Come on, everyone knows your husband doesn't care about you. He saw you and came over, come on." A whiny male voice said.

"Hey, don't touch me like that, um..." The voice sounded like someone was being gagged.

"We're almost there, let me go."

"There's still an hour left, I'll be done if I hurry."

Bingbing chuckled, "Come on, you're only good for 1, 2, 3. Hehe, so hard."

"Hey, don't pinch me, come on if you're not happy, I'll make you have multiple orgasms, feel like you're dying of pleasure."

"Stop bragging, last time we came back from Changsha, you were all talk, like a lump of mud."

"Wouldn't that be too tiring? Today I'll definitely make you feel good, hurry up."

"Wait a minute, I'll block the glass door."

A rustling sound followed. From afar, Izumi Shizuka saw the window of the flight attendant's compartment was dark. She heard soft moans and embracing sounds from inside, then Bingbing's voice, "Don't take your clothes off, there won't be time to put them on later. Just do it like this."

Although it wasn't the first time Izumi Shizuka had seen others do this, this time the feeling excited her greatly. Hearing Bingbing's soft moan, she knew the man had penetrated her. Izumi Shizuka herself felt a surge of excitement; her lower body involuntarily became wet, a burning passion surging within her.

Listening to the faint moans, panting, and the sounds of clothes rubbing against skin from inside, Izumi Shizuka felt her face burning. Her hand involuntarily reached for her breasts, touching her sensitive nipples. Upon touching her already erect nipples, she couldn't help but let out a soft moan, feeling an unbearable surge of unrestrained desire.

As Izumi Shizuka leaned slightly against the cold metal sheet, breathing softly, a swaying figure crept furtively from the distance of the carriage, groping around. As he passed by Shizuka, the alluring fragrance emanating from the young woman startled him.

In the dark connecting area between the carriages, only the occasional flash of light from outside could be seen. This thief, who had searched several carriages without success, suddenly noticed the woman alone. He looked around, and before Shizuka could react, the man had already pulled her tightly into his arms and pressed her against the carriage door.

Startled awake from her daze, Izumi Shizuka struggled to push the man away in the darkness. He, however, held her plump, soft body, his hands roughly grabbing her round bottom, his mouth swarming her smooth face, all the while whispering, "Little girl, are you lonely here all alone? Come on, let me keep you company."

"Let go of me! I'll call for help!" Izumi Shizuka cried out, her face flushed, pushing him away, too afraid to raise her voice.

"Don't move, or I'll scratch your face." A cold blade lightly touched Izumi Shizuka's neck, the sharp edge sending a shiver down her spine, her body stiffening instantly.

The man smiled smugly, his hand brazenly grasping Izumi Shizuka's breasts. "Damn, these are pretty big. Come on, give me a kiss." His lips, tinged with the smell of smoke and alcohol, drew closer to Izumi Shizuka's face.

Izumi Shizuka turned her face away and didn't say anything, but the man's unrestrained squeezing of her breasts brought her a stimulating pleasure. The feeling she had been craving was released all at once, and she felt a little weak all over.

The man pressed Izumi Shizuka against the car door, his hand probing her genitals through the thin fabric of her pants. Although the man's touch hurt a little, it also gave her a strange, stimulating excitement, making her feel an urge to urinate. She let out a long breath. The man, quite the expert, said, "Oh, little vixen, you're horny. Feeling good? Want me to fuck you?"

His hand slid like a snake under the hem of her t-shirt, caressing her smooth skin, from front to back, then back to front, slowly sliding down to the bottom of her bra. He easily found the clasp, skillfully unhooked it, and gently cupped her full breasts from both sides, softly stroking them while his thumbs slowly circled her nipples.

Waves of tingling, itchy pleasure made Izumi Shizuka's breathing quicken, her body go limp, and her small nipples proudly stood erect. When the man's hand suddenly left her breasts, Izumi Shizuka felt an indescribable emptiness...

With a loosening of her waist, the buttons on her white jeans were undone. It was as practiced as ever; before Izumi Shizuka even realized how the man had unzipped her pants, her underwear and pants were already down to her buttocks. Her

snow-white buttocks gleamed brightly in the darkness. The man turned Izumi Shizuka over, making her lie face down against the car door. His hand reached between her legs from the front, and after a few quick explorations, he found her most sensitive clitoris. His right index and middle fingers gently rubbed the tip, sending shivers of pleasure through her, like an electric shock.

His other hand reached to her high, firm breasts, teasing her nipples as if playing the piano. Waves of stimulation drove Izumi Shizuka wild with desire; her whole body trembled, her vagina contracting repeatedly. Everything around her seemed to disappear, leaving only the constant trembling in her heart.

When the hot, hard penis pressed against Izumi Shizuka's buttocks, she had only one thought: she wanted that hot thing to go in quickly, quickly. As soon as the man pressed down on her waist, she almost instinctively arched her buttocks. The man's hand reached forward, groping for her pubic hair, and his erect penis slid into her vagina on its own. Izumi Shizuka shuddered and involuntarily groaned.

"Little bitch, feeling good now? Your cunt's pretty good, top-notch," he said, while moving back and forth against her buttocks like a dog.

He inserted himself standing up, not very deeply, but the glans of his penis pressed against the upper part of Izumi Shizuka's vagina, a place she wouldn't normally touch during intercourse. This unique stimulation made Izumi Shizuka feel weak all over, wanting to cry out, but she dared not. Her small mouth was open, and her hands were spread out, pressed against the car door glass. The cool glass gave Izumi Shizuka's nipples a special kind of stimulation.

The man kissed Izumi Shizuka's ears and cheeks while he was having sex with her. Under the constant tingling stimulation, Izumi Shizuka turned her head, and the man kissed her soft lips. The man's hot lips sucked on Izumi Shizuka's soft lips powerfully, and Izumi Shizuka's soft tongue kept sticking out, allowing the man to feel that soft, slippery moment occasionally.

The train slowed down as it passed a small station. Two people waiting on the platform caught a glimpse of this astonishing scene. They turned around, staring at each other in disbelief. "Did you see that?"

one asked. The other nodded. "A woman, naked, pressed against the train door."

"She was dressed, in white clothes. Those breasts were huge! Was she wearing pants?"

"It looked like they were all pulled down, but I didn't see any pubic hair."

"No pubic hair, right?" The two discussed the scene, neither of them sleeping well that night.

Izumi Shizuka was now completely pressed against the train door, the man pressing tightly against her buttocks, making his final thrusts, streams of hot semen shooting into her body.

The man released Izumi Shizuka but didn't leave immediately. Instead, he pulled the completely powerless Izumi Shizuka close, letting her lean against him. He skillfully straightened her clothes, occasionally gently stroking her soft, trembling breasts. He took out some tissues, wiped her lower body, pulled up his pants, and then wrapped his arms around her, letting her lie in his embrace. Izumi

Shizuka wasn't completely unable to move, but she didn't dislike the man's actions at all; on the contrary, they were exactly what she needed. When the man embraced her and kissed her again, she couldn't help but stand on tiptoe, wrap her arms around his neck, and give him a deep, passionate kiss, completely forgetting that this was a habitual molester.

The train was about to pull into the station. The man released Izumi Shizuka, quickly pulled a small notebook from his pocket, scribbled a few numbers in it, and said, "This is my phone number. Call me if you want." Then he quickly walked to another carriage.

Still immersed in the climax, Izumi Shizuka finally came to her senses and quickly returned to her bunk. She didn't care whether Bingbing was finished or not. Back in her bunk, Izumi Shizuka didn't feel any shame or anything from just now, and quickly fell asleep. Waking up in the morning, the excitement of the overnight journey had worn off. The scenery rushing past outside the window had also lost its initial curiosity and novelty. Wang Shen remained half asleep on the upper bunk. Quan Jingxiang even wondered if Wang Shen was still half asleep, so she called him to get down. Wang Shen answered and got up from the upper bunk, bending down to straighten his clothes. In the blink of an eye, his heart skipped a beat. It turned out that Zhiling was bending down to put on her shoes. The loose collar of her red shirt was open, and a pair of full breasts were clearly visible at the neckline. The light pink half-cup bra only slightly supported the lower half of her breasts, revealing a deep cleavage and a pair of tender white mounds. He could almost see the slightly red nipples. Wang Shen immediately felt an erection. When Zhiling sat up, it seemed as if her pair of white, plump mounds were still floating before Wang Shen's eyes.

Wang Shen got off his bunk and still felt very awkward seeing Zhiling. Looking at her ample breasts under her pink shirt, the sensual and alluring scene from earlier flashed before his eyes, and his lower body remained uncomfortably hard.

Quan Jingxiang bumped into Bingbing several times, watching her slender figure sway as she walked by, and a strange feeling always arose in her heart. Old Sun was out fooling around; it turned out his wife was like that too. Quan Jingxiang suddenly realized that the women around her all had secrets, things unknown to others. Wasn't she also adrift in desire? Should she pursue what she liked or maintain a sense of restraint and endure the weariness and bitterness of life? 04-03

06

As night fell once again, this group of men and women, carrying large bags and small packages, got off the train and arrived in Guilin, a place they had long yearned to visit. A tour guide from a travel agency called Jia Tianxia picked them up and took them to an ordinary hotel. Most of these impoverished educators were visiting the South, especially Guilin, for the first time. They were already excited by the fresh, humid air of the South in the darkness, and the air was thick with the chatter of dozens of people sharing the legends they had heard about Guilin.

Due to limited funds, they could only share a room with four people. Only Quan Jingxiang and another female teacher named Zhang Ying from their school had come. Bingbing and a male teacher's partner were also visiting, so the four of them shared a room. Over the trip, Bingbing and Quan Jingxiang had developed a mutual respect and a sense of kinship, as they both shared gentle and mild-mannered personalities, disliking arguments and anger. The other two women in the room were both in their forties, and when they changed clothes, they were filled with envy at the sight of Quan Jingxiang and Zhang Ying's curvaceous and alluring figures.

Izumi Shizuka changed into a black blouse with large white peony patterns, wearing a black strapless bra underneath. She paired it with a black pencil skirt with varying widths of white stripes, and very thin black silk stockings that looked like a black mist shrouding her full, white legs. On her small feet were a pair of high-heeled, backless sandals with a large, colorful butterfly in gold and purple on the toe of each shoe. Her long hair was loosely tied in a bun, adorned with a long wooden hair clip with several playful little bells.

Bingbing, on the other hand, changed into a blue and white patterned dress with a black belt with a clip at the waist, pointed white high-heeled sandals, and light flesh-colored stockings. Her long, flowing hair, previously styled in a bun, was now loose, revealing slightly yellowish hair with fine curls. In her uniform, Bingbing possessed a unique charm.

Two well-dressed and beautiful young women were about to leave when the sound of high heels filled the air, and a fragrant beauty entered. The meticulously made-up Zhiling appeared before them, her long eyelashes curled upwards, her large almond-shaped eyes painted with a subtle blue eyeshadow, wearing a black, tight-fitting short dress with long black tassels at the waist, black fishnet stockings, and strappy high-heeled sandals. Her full breasts stood like mountains, the nipples almost visible at the peaks, and her voluptuous waist swayed seductively.

"Come on, come on, I'll treat you to dinner," Zhiling said enthusiastically, linking arms with the two women.

"Where to? Isn't there dinner soon?" Quan Jingxiang tidied Zhiling's messy curls behind her ear.

"Anywhere is better than this lousy food. We're in such a nice place, we should wander around," Zhiling said, dragging the two men out. Looking up, she saw two men about to push open the door. It was Lao Sun and Wang Shen, who had also come to invite the two to dinner. Lao Sun had always been interested in the flirtatious Zhiling, and Wang Shen was the kind of person who would only look at her with envy but never dare to act on it. The five of them went out together. The two women inside watched the three beauties leave, muttering a few words but saying nothing.

The architecture of Guilin exuded a delicate beauty, as if the figure of a beautiful woman was the soul of the city. Everywhere, a sense of tranquility and elegance flowed. The streets, slowly darkening, bustled with people, showcasing the hustle and bustle of modern society.

A quaint and elegant restaurant, Juxiangju, caught the attention of several people. Once seated in a quiet private room, the three women began chattering again, discussing each other's clothes and shoes. Old Sun and his companion discussed the dishes, saying, "Let's have some sweet and sour pork, ladies' choice," Wang Shen said, looking at the three beauties who were almost dazzling to him.

"No, no, Bai Mei, order some stir-fried pork kidneys for your husband to nourish him; he looks so tired," Zhiling said to Quan Jingxiang with a sly smile.

Quan Jingxiang blushed, "Get lost! Order one for Principal Gao instead, don't make Bingbing suffer." She shifted the blame to Bingbing.

"Haha, you really don't want Bingbing to suffer?" Zhiling laughed heartily. Not only Quan Jingxiang, but Bingbing also understood what Zhiling meant. The three women started playfully fighting, while Wang Shen was the only one of the five who was completely oblivious. Quan Jingxiang, however, didn't know if Bingbing understood what Zhiling meant.

After ordering the dishes with laughter, Zhiling insisted on having some baijiu (Chinese liquor), and everyone agreed, including Quan Jingxiang.

The dishes were light and delicate, and the waiter spoke Mandarin with a strong local accent. The group enjoyed their meal immensely. Before they knew it, Quan Jingxiang had already drunk several glasses of strong baijiu, and a blush had crept onto her fair face. Her large, almond-shaped eyes shone with a hint of spring, and her voice became softer and more gentle, carrying an indescribable allure. Zhiling, however, didn't blush at all; in fact, she seemed even paler. She spoke without restraint, her large, alluring eyes constantly flashing at the two men. Old Sun openly exchanged glances with Zhiling, while Wang Shen, though he tried to avoid the topic, couldn't help but steal glimpses of Zhiling's fiery eyes and full, prominent breasts, oblivious to his own beautiful wife's even more radiant face and fiery figure. Perhaps it was true what they say: other people's wives are always the most beautiful.

At this moment, Wang Shen stood up, holding his wine glass. "Principal Gao, I must toast you. I haven't offered you a drink in so long. Thank you for taking such good care of my Quan Jingxiang."

Before Old Sun could speak, Zhiling chimed in, "Wang Shen, you really must toast me. Principal Gao takes such good care of Quan Jingxiang." She gave Old Sun a wicked grin, her breasts trembling beneath her thin clothes.

While stealing glances at Wang Shen, who was still grinning foolishly, Quan Jingxiang pinched Zhiling's waist hard. "Hey, Wang Shen, your wife is pinching me, aren't you going to do anything about it?"

Wang Shen was finishing a drink with Lao Sun when he turned around and saw Zhiling's wanton hip-swaying movements. He was agitated, and being in this situation for the first time, he couldn't even speak. Lao Sun finally spoke up. "Would Wang Shen really care? Just bear with it, haha, who told you to talk nonsense?"

"Fine, you're all bullying me. Come on, Bingbing, let's drink." Bingbing couldn't hold her liquor, and all she could do was watch the group giggle foolishly. Her long eyelashes blinked constantly, and her soft lips always carried a gentle, charming smile.

The group had drunk quite a bit more and were all deeply intoxicated. Quan Jingxiang's shirt was undone at the top two buttons, revealing a deep cleavage between her snow-white breasts adorned with a delicate gold necklace. She swayed as she stood up, her hazy, drunken eyes seemingly capable of drowning out any man's ambition. "Husband," she

said, "we didn't drink the nuptial wine at our wedding. Today, I'll toast you." Just as she was about to drink, Zhiling stood up and pulled Wang Shen and Quan Jingxiang together. "Come on, let's have a nuptial wine right here."

The two didn't refuse and drank the belated nuptial wine. Over there, Bingbing, not to be outdone, clinked glasses with Lao Sun. Seeing Lao Sun's eyes fixed on Quan Jingxiang's pretty face, Bingbing leaned against him, gave his crotch a hard pinch, and whispered in his ear, "You old rascal, getting all horny again." Lao Sun chuckled but didn't reply, though his lustful gaze and already erect penis betrayed him.

Meanwhile, Zhiling was entangled with Wang Shen, drinking with him. Her soft, full breasts pressed against his arm, and her thighs in fishnet stockings pressed against him, making Wang Shen both love and fear, constantly stealing glances at Quan Jingxiang, afraid she would get angry.

Bingbing pulled Quan Jingxiang along to the restroom. The two walked out arm in arm, and as they walked, Bingbing whispered in Quan Jingxiang's ear, "Girl, have you slept with my husband?"

Quan Jingxiang's heart skipped a beat, unsure how to answer. Luckily, Bingbing continued, "I know, girl, don't be shy. Seeing someone as beautiful as you, it's hard not to be tempted."

Emboldened by the alcohol, Quan Jingxiang also asked Bingbing, "That day, did you... you know... with someone on the train?"

"Who? Haha. You're so cute, girl," Bingbing laughed at Quan Jingxiang. "When I got home that day, I saw the bed was a mess, several wet patches. Girl, did you enjoy it that day?"

Quan Jingxiang recalled the night she was drugged and raped by Lao Sun, and felt a mix of emotions.

"Men can be promiscuous, why can't we women? Sometimes life is about finding some happiness. When we get old, it'll all be over," Bingbing seemed to have many reflections on life.

"Yes, I think so too. Many of my elders work themselves to the bone their whole lives, only to end up with a body full of illness and nothing left."

The two got along very well and chatted comfortably. Back in the room, they found Wang Shen slumped over the table, and Zhi Ling sitting on Lao Sun's lap. Lao Sun's hand was between Zhi Ling's legs, caressing her. Zhi Ling's skirt was rolled up, her thighs, clad in fishnet stockings, were spread wide apart, and the two were passionately kissing. They separated when they saw the two of them come in. Zhi Ling looked at the two of them and said, "Hehe, I'm so sorry for stealing your two husbands."

Quan Jingxiang knew Zhi Ling's flirtatious temper, while Bing Bing didn't seem to mind. The group quickly paid the bill and staggered back to the hotel with the unconscious Wang Shen.

As soon as they entered the hotel, Zhiling slipped away, seemingly off to have some fun with someone. Bingbing clung to Lao Sun's arm, "Honey, I don't want to go back."

"Okay, Quan Jingxiang, you two shouldn't go back either. Wang Shen is like this, are you sure you want to take him back?"

"Alright," Quan Jingxiang agreed, seeing her husband's distressed state. She knew he couldn't go back alone without anyone to take care of him.

The group went to the lobby, but it was peak tourist season, and there were no rooms available except for a deluxe suite. With no other option, the four of them checked into the large room, which cost 1600 yuan a night. Quan Jingxiang and her husband stayed in the outer room, while Lao Sun and Bingbing went into the inner room. Just as Izumi Shizuka tidied up Wang Shen and laid him on the bed, she heard Bingbing's soft moans coming from the inner room, "Ah... um... husband, you're so good..." The half-open door clearly revealed the slapping sounds of their skin hitting each other. Bingbing kept moaning, and the ecstatic moans made Izumi Shizuka almost feel the impact and pleasure she was experiencing. Izumi Shizuka felt restless, as if weeds were growing inside her. Her hands also restlessly touched her own high breasts, and a tingling sensation made her feel a special kind of stimulation.

While Izumi Shizuka was suffering from uncontrollable lust, the two people inside the room were engaged in passionate lovemaking. On the large bed, Bingbing's dress lay to one side, a white pointed-toe high-heeled sandal lay on its side, one of Bingbing's long, snow-white legs was draped over Lao Sun's shoulder, the other leg was still clad in flesh-colored stockings, a pink thong hung from the back of Bingbing's thigh, and the white pointed-toe high-heeled sandal was still hanging from the toe of her foot on the large bed. A red lace bra hung diagonally across her chest, revealing a pair of full, white breasts, with round, pale pink areolas at the nipples. A pair of fiery red lips were open in a wanton manner, Lao Sun was still wearing a shirt on his upper body, his lower body naked, vigorously thrusting into Bingbing's already overflowing wet vulva, the sounds of splashing water were incessant. "Husband, you're really amazing today, ah... is it because Izumi Shizuka is outside, ah... are you excited..." Bingbing twisted her body, teasing Lao Sun.

"Or, I could let Izumi Shizuka in... um... ah, I can't take it anymore..." Bingbing trembled violently, her other leg bent, her mouth gaped open, and her buttocks thrust upwards.

"Ah, husband, um... I don't want it anymore, ah... Izumi Shizuka, help me!" Izumi Shizuka, listening to Bingbing's lewd moans from the outer room, and fueled by the alcohol, had a flushed face and a flood of desire in her lower body. Sitting on the bed, she held her husband's hand, her beautiful legs repeatedly squeezing and releasing. Wang Shen was fast asleep, as if dead, with white foam at the corners of his mouth.

The door suddenly opened, and Bingbing peeked out. Seeing Wang Shen still asleep, she ran over, still wearing half a stocking, her white breasts swaying. She grabbed Quan Jingxiang's hand and whispered, "Sister, hurry up and go, you're getting a good deal."

Quan Jingxiang blushed and pushed her hand away. "Don't talk nonsense, I'm not going."

"Stop pretending, let me feel." Bingbing's hand naturally reached towards Quan Jingxiang's lower body. Quan Jingxiang quickly stood up and pushed her away. "Go in quickly, if my husband sees, you'll be in trouble."

I'm not afraid, stop pretending, it's not like we haven't done it before. I'll keep an eye on your husband. The two were pushing and shoving each other. Old Sun, naked from the waist down, with his thick, wet penis erect, came out and carried Izumi Shizuka into the inner room. Izumi Shizuka struggled a few times, but then gave in.

Once inside, Old Sun threw Izumi Shizuka onto the bed and eagerly began to unbutton her shirt. Izumi Shizuka looked at Old Sun's engorged penis, red and throbbing with veins, wet and glistening with icy semen. Izumi Shizuka was also desperately wanting it, but she was too embarrassed to take the initiative. She simply cooperated with Lao Sun by taking off her shirt and skirt. Lao Sun stroked Izumi Shizuka's smooth, soft legs, clad in black stockings, while pushing her black bra down onto her breasts. Her pink nipples were already hard and erect. Lao Sun lowered his head and sucked on one nipple, then slipped his hand inside the waistband of Izumi Shizuka's black pantyhose, pulling down her stockings and a pair of black silk thongs together. Izumi Shizuka raised... Lifting one leg, pulling down her stockings and panties, Lao Sun grasped Quan Jingxiang's tender little foot and spread her legs apart. Quan Jingxiang shyly closed her eyes. Her lower body only had a few dozen slightly curled, long pubic hairs on her mons pubis; her labia were clean, and her plump, pink labia were slightly parted, her moist vagina seemingly dripping with moisture. Lao Sun had been impatient ever since getting off Bingbing, and now seeing this beautiful young woman lying there like a lamb waiting for him, he couldn't resist any longer. He guided his penis to her wet lower body, and with a slight thrust, inserted it.

A full, throbbing, and fiery sensation made Quan Jingxiang exhale as if she had been waiting for a long time. The muscles in her lower body seemed to welcome the thick, long penis, tightly gripping Lao Sun's penis. Lao Sun took a breath, then lifted Quan Jingxiang's other leg, revealing her small, black... The shoes fell to the floor, revealing her small, playfully raised feet clad in black stockings. Old Sun held Izumi Shizuka's legs, stretching them straight upwards. His penis thrust rapidly inside her, like a high-speed train colliding and rubbing against her body. Izumi Shizuka was almost overwhelmed by waves of passion. Her two legs, one black and one white, stretched straight, her round buttocks already off the bed. Her arms were outstretched to the sides, her small white hands grasping helplessly at the bed. Her two neat, white teeth bit her lower lip, and her long eyelashes trembled incessantly over her tightly closed eyes.

A tingling sensation swept over Old Sun, who quickly stopped his rapid thrusting, catching his breath. Izumi Shizuka, suddenly plunged from the crest of a wave, involuntarily twisted her buttocks, seeking the pleasure of the collision and friction.

Old Sun lowered Izumi Shizuka's legs, patted her buttocks, and lifted her by the waist. Izumi Shizuka obediently rolled over. Lying on the bed, as she turned over, Old Sun's penis remained inside her. The rotating stimulation made Quan Jingxiang exhale deeply, her lower body trembling.

Quan Jingxiang knelt on the bed, her legs slightly apart, her buttocks raised, her soft waist curving downwards into a beautiful curve. Old Sun lay on top of her, his hand reaching under her to grasp her breasts, his lower body beginning to thrust in and out, slowly at first, then faster. "Ah... um... ah ah," Quan Jingxiang buried her face in the pillow, letting out suppressed cries.

Bingbing peeked in through the door, watching the two in their frenzied and passionate position. She couldn't help but feel aroused again, her hand caressing her breasts, which were already bra-covered. Just as she was searching for pleasure, she suddenly heard Wang Shen coughing beside her. She quickly closed the door and turned around. Wang Shen was half-sitting on the bed, looking dazed. Bingbing quickly turned on the TV to cover up the sounds from the two in the inner room, saying to Wang Shen, "Get up, look how worried we were."

Wang Shen was startled to see Bingbing wearing only a bra and panties. "You, ah, sister-in-law, you..." Bingbing

pulled the blanket over herself. "Quan Jingxiang wants to take a shower, she asked me to watch you for a while."

"Where am I?" Bingbing quickly explained the situation and pulled Wang Shen to lie down a little longer. Wang Shen was still half asleep and lay down again, but Bingbing's pink sexy lingerie and one-legged stocking made him unable to sleep. His lower body slowly became erect.

Hearing the faint sounds coming from the inner room, Bingbing was also very anxious. She knew that Wang Shen was different from Lao Sun; such an intellectual would definitely not accept this. Lao

Sun and Quan Jingxiang in the room were not affected at all. Lao Sun had held back from ejaculating several times, but this time he felt he couldn't hold back anymore. He sat up and grabbed Quan Jingxiang's tender white buttocks with both hands. With a series of forceful thrusts, the resulting fluids flowed down Izumi Shizuka's thighs. Alcohol already made her prone to orgasms, and this series of thrusts sent waves of sensation through her body, one after another. She gasped, her mouth agape, her vagina gripping Old Sun's penis tightly, spasming repeatedly. The final, deepest thrusts of Old Sun's ejaculation sent a violent shiver through Izumi Shizuka, a few glistening drops falling from her urethra.

Old Sun withdrew his penis, now empty of its last drop of semen, from Izumi Shizuka's body, her rosy labia parted. A pool of milky white liquid was contained within, about to drip, but not quite. A glistening trail of moisture ran from her vulva to her fair, tender thighs.

The two women caught their breath. Quan Jingxiang got up to dress. Old Sun pushed open the door and peeked in. Bingbing nodded; it turned out Wang Shen, still under the influence of alcohol, had fallen asleep again. Quan Jingxiang quickly finished dressing, taking off her stockings, and slipped back inside. As she passed by, Bingbing gave Quan Jingxiang a lewd slap on the buttocks with a sly grin. Quan Jingxiang smiled sheepishly.

The next day, Quan Jingxiang finally met the obese Director Wang and his equally obese wife. Strangely, the two obese husbands... His wife had a beautiful and slender daughter, Wang Dan. She looked to be 18 or 19 years old, with a slim waist, long legs, a full bust, and a pert bottom. She wore low-waisted jeans, a black crop top, and had long, light red hair draped over her shoulders. Her long, curled eyelashes, painted with black mascara, made

her look like a member of the "crazy" crowd. The strange mountains of Guilin and the clear waters of the Li River captivated these teachers, who occasionally pretended to be poets, spouting nonsensical doggerel. Wang Shen, however, was more often searching for Bingbing's delicate figure, her image of fair skin against her pink lingerie, exuding sexiness and allure, constantly replaying in his mind.

Reluctantly leaving Guilin, this rare trip brought these educators, whose material lives were usually impoverished, an unforgettable excitement and exhilaration. It was as if society had finally remembered them, and they had once again found their dignity in this harsh reality.

Back in the north, the sun was no longer so scorching; autumn was slowly approaching, and the air was filled with the scent of maturity. On Teacher's Day afternoon, Quan Jingxiang welcomed an unexpected guest to her home.

Entering with Wang Shen was a man who looked very young, but exuded the confidence and maturity unique to successful people. He wore very appropriate casual wear, and his handsome face and bright, deep eyes revealed a captivating intelligence.

"Hello, sister-in-law. Do you remember me?" His smiling face was full of warm and sincere kindness.

Quan Jingxiang looked at Wang Shen with a puzzled expression. Wang Shen smiled excitedly and said, "This is Lao Qi, Chen Dezhi? You forgot? He blew up the balloons for us when we got married."

Quan Jingxiang's eyes lit up. She remembered. That was just last year. Back then, Lao Qi was a college student wearing an old jacket and faded jeans. It was hard to believe that he had changed so much in less than a year.

Lao Qi looked at his beautiful and charming sister-in-law, whom he had been dreaming about for a year. The youthful innocence of a girl had faded from her fair face, replaced by a mature charm unique to a married woman. The fleeting allure in her eyes and brows during their conversation was captivating. She wore a pink t-shirt, and the thin fabric clearly showed the shape of her bra and even the round shape of her full breasts. Her slender waist and long legs were clad in thin white jeans and small red slippers.

The three chatted casually in the room. Old Seven tried to keep his eyes from constantly lingering on Quan Jingxiang's devilishly alluring figure.

It turned out that after graduation, Old Seven hadn't gone to his assigned school to become a teacher; instead, he had gone to work for a private company. With his competence and talent, he quickly gained the boss's trust and became the company's marketing manager. This time, he was entrusted by the chairman to come to this area, which had just been expanded into an economic development zone by the provincial capital, to develop a new market and take advantage of the three-year tax exemption policy to expand the company's business. Naturally, he stopped by to visit his second brother, Wang Shen.

When it was time for dinner, although Old Seven wanted to treat the couple, Wang Shen insisted on being a good host and showing that he had done well these past few years. He wanted to go to the same luxurious hotel he had visited with Lixiang last time. Quan Jingxiang, seeing her husband's excited expression, rolled her eyes at him but had no choice but to take the money and go with him to that extremely luxurious hotel. It just so happened that Old Seven was staying at the hotel, which was convenient.

Before leaving, Izumi Shizuka changed into a black spaghetti strap dress. The fabric was incredibly soft and had a heavy, draping feel. The side slit reached just to the side of her thigh, revealing the beautiful curve of her buttocks. Her long legs were clad in black silk stockings, and she wore a pair of delicate, cute black pointed-toe high-heeled sandals with long leather straps tied around her slender calves. Her long, flowing hair was held back with a red hair clip. As she walked ahead, Lao Qi watched the rhythmic sway of Izumi Shizuka's round buttocks and secretly swallowed.

The dinner party was spent with Wang Shen's constant, eloquent talk about life philosophy and goals, and Lao Qi's constant compliments and furtive glances at Izumi Shizuka's fair shoulders and slender arms. The intelligent Izumi Shizuka sensed Lao Qi's furtive, burning gaze but pretended not to notice and chatted naturally.

After dinner, Lao Qi invited the two to sit in his room. They couldn't refuse, especially since Wang Shen was engrossed in his conversation, so they went upstairs in the elevator together.

The three of them got into the elevator, and just as the doors were about to close, "Wait, wait!" A man and a woman, hand in hand, ran towards them from afar. As soon as they entered the elevator, Izumi Shizuka looked up, then quickly turned away. Her heart pounded. The person who ran in was none other than Dongzi, the hoodlum who had once slept with Izumi Shizuka for a night and slept with her twice. And the girl was none other than Xiaojing.

The once pretty girl was now wearing a red tank top, a black tight-fitting short skirt, and a white bra over her tank top that accentuated her high breasts. There were two faint scars on her bare thighs, and she wore gold openwork sandals. Her blue eyelashes fluttered as she greeted Izumi Shizuka somewhat shyly, "Teacher Bai, are you eating here?"

Dongzi's eyes never left Izumi Shizuka's delicate face, and he also said with a grin, "Teacher Bai, hello."

Izumi Shizuka answered them almost in her throat. Hoping the elevator would go up quickly, fearing the brazen thug might say something, the elevator stopped on the second floor, and several passengers boarded.

Izumi Shizuka leaned against the innermost part of the elevator, while Wang Shen chatted with Lao Qi.

Suddenly, Izumi Shizuka felt a hand reach between the elevator and her body, grabbing her buttocks. Without a second thought, she knew it was Dongzi. Izumi Shizuka didn't dare move, only hoping the elevator would arrive quickly. The hand wasn't too brazen; after a couple of gropes, it slipped inside the slit of Izumi Shizuka's skirt, brushing against her stockinged buttocks, and quickly inserted a hard card into the elastic band of her stockings before withdrawing. The elevator then arrived at its destination.

Dongzi and Xiaojing got off the elevator first, and the three of them walked slowly behind. Quan Jingxiang was practically straining her ears to hear what Dongzi and Xiaojing were saying, only managing to catch a few words drifting over from a distance: "Do you know Teacher Bai?"

"...I've even done..."

Once inside, Quan Jingxiang went to the bathroom, straightened her clothes, and took out the card. It turned out to be Dongzi's business card, supposedly for some company's business agent. She didn't dare look at it and just stuffed it into her bag.

Sitting in the room, Quan Jingxiang felt uneasy thinking that Dongzi was also in the hotel. Just as she was feeling distracted, the phone suddenly rang. Quan Jingxiang took the phone out of her bag, wondering who would be calling at almost eight o'clock.

"Hello..." Recognizing the soft voice, Quan Jingxiang saw it was Old Sun's phone. She slowly walked to the side of the room to answer it. It was Bingbing calling. Apparently, Bingbing had just returned from a trip and brought Quan Jingxiang some things. Old Sun wasn't home yet, so he called to see what she was up to.

The two men were busy looking for classmates nearby. They had just contacted one who was on her way. Quan Jingxiang sat for a while longer. Lao Qi took Quan Jingxiang's phone and fiddled with it for a bit. Then, one of their classmates, a teacher from the same school, came over. Quan Jingxiang got up and said she was going home. Wang Shen was a little reluctant to let her leave, but he knew Quan Jingxiang didn't like lingering in such situations, so he didn't say anything.

Quan Jingxiang only seemed to relax after leaving the hotel lobby. She hurriedly got into her car and headed home. Her mind was in turmoil, and she didn't know what to feel.

Alone at home, she drank a glass of water. Suddenly, a feeling of loneliness enveloped her. Her once quiet heart was now rippling like a gentle breeze on water. Waves of restlessness made Quan Jingxiang feel anxious and itchy, unable to concentrate on watching TV.

Finally, Quan Jingxiang picked up the phone and dialed Lao Sun's number. Lao Sun answered quickly.

"What are you doing?"

"A few guests came from the city, just entertaining them. Where are you?"

"At home, are you busy?"

"Taking a shower, about to play mahjong, is something wrong?"

"No, you're busy, bye." Although Izumi Shizuka really wanted to ask him to come keep her company, she didn't say it, and hung up the phone dejectedly. A feeling of petty resentment and annoyance, typical of a young woman, welled up inside her. Sitting there rummaging through her things, she suddenly found a tattered piece of paper. Seeing the crooked but clear phone number on it, Izumi Shizuka felt a strange sensation; the wonderful, stimulating feeling from the train ride seemed to be right there. Almost impulsively, she picked up the phone and dialed the number.

A strange voice answered, sounding a little impatient, "Who is it?"

"I...I'm on the train...Do you remember?" Izumi Shizuka stammered, finally managing to say it.

The man's tone softened almost instantly. "I remember, I remember. I've been waiting for your call every day. Where are you? I'll come see you."

"I'm at home," Izumi Shizuka blurted out, then quickly added, "I'm fine, just checking if the phone will go through."

"Missing you, brother? Tell me where you live, I'll come find you right now," the man said urgently.

Izumi Shizuka hesitated for a moment. The man's eagerness to see her gave her a comfortable feeling. "Don't come to my house. Wait for me at the entrance of the Tianhe Hotel. I'll be right there, okay?"

Hanging up the phone, a strange feeling filled with mystery and excitement made Izumi Shizuka's heart race. After thinking for a moment, she rushed downstairs, hailed a taxi, and headed straight to the Tianhe Hotel. She checked into a room at the front desk and found a corner outside to wait for the man, whose appearance she still didn't know. If he was ugly, she was ready to make a run for it.

A taxi quickly pulled up at the door, and a tall man got out. Instinctively, Izumi Shizuka knew it was him. The man wore a gray casual suit, blue trousers, and brown leather shoes. Turning around, his square face, aside from a hint of thuggery, was quite handsome, with an arrogant air common among those in the underworld. Izumi Shizuka slipped back into the hotel, called the man from her room, gave him her room number, and waited anxiously inside.

As soon as the door opened, before Izumi Shizuka could even see the man's face clearly, he pulled her into a tight embrace. His large hands roamed over her soft, voluptuous body, and his lips, faintly reeking of smoke and alcohol, kissed her face indiscriminately. While searching for her lips, Izumi Shizuka breathed heavily, her arms wrapped around his waist, tilting her head back to be kissed directly. Her soft, wet lips parted slightly, sucking on his tongue, her petite body clinging to him, her toes pointing upwards.

The man's hand reached between them, pinching Izumi Shizuka's full breasts twice before sliding down, lewdly pressing against her bulging vulva through her skirt, searching for her soft labia. Izumi Shizuka twisted her supple body, moaning softly, but didn't remove the man's hand. Instead, she slightly parted her legs, allowing his hand to reach her genitals.

After a while, Izumi Shizuka could clearly feel her lower body becoming wet. The man released her, scrutinizing her beautiful face and curvaceous figure in the dim light. Izumi Shizuka, meeting his lustful gaze, thrust out her already high breasts. "This little girl is so beautiful, it's not like I'm a human being, it's just that I'm too charming."

Izumi Shizuka smiled, turning around to take off her dress. The man hugged her from behind, kissing the straps of her sundress as he said, "Baby, don't take your clothes off. I like having sex with women dressed. Who knows who's who if they're naked?"

"Then don't get my clothes dirty, I need to go home." Izumi Shizuka obediently twisted her neck, her face entwined with the man's.

"Don't worry, baby, I'm having sex with you, not your clothes." As he spoke, his hand slipped inside the slit of her dress, touching her thighs clad in black stockings, and then between Izumi Shizuka's round thighs.

Through the smooth stockings and thin panties, the man accurately found Izumi Shizuka's wet, warm labia, gently pressing his fingers there. Izumi Shizuka gently parted her legs, her body limp against the man's body.

The man's other hand slipped under her skirt, directly into her bra, kneading Izumi Shizuka's full breasts. Shizuka could feel the hard, warm object pressing against her buttocks in his pants. She reached behind her, stroking his penis through his pants. Unzipping his pants, she pulled down his underwear, revealing his thick, hard, and warm penis. Her soft thumb and forefinger grasped it, gently stroking the glans. The man

had already unhooked Shizuka's light blue bra, which she pulled off and tossed onto the bed beside her. Her firm, full breasts trembled naked beneath the soft, smooth fabric. The man lifted her skirt, caressing her round, upturned buttocks, as he helped the limp Shizuka lie face down on the bed.

On the snow-white sheets, Izumi Shizuka's long, black hair was loose, her bare, snow-white shoulders and lotus-root-like arms stretched out to both sides, her slender waist was draped with a black skirt, her two long, shapely legs were slightly parted to the sides, and her round buttocks were raised in an alluring curve. The black, extremely thin silk stockings darkened in color at her buttocks, but a small light blue silk panty could still be seen underneath. Black leather sandal straps were wrapped around her calves, and the black pointed high-heeled sandals on the white sheets made her look even more charming and sexy. The man quickly stripped off his clothes, his erect penis pointing straight at Izumi Shizuka. He reached behind her, pulling down her pantyhose along with her underwear, dragging it down to almost her knees. Izumi Shizuka's two white, tender buttocks and two snow-white thighs were exposed to the cool air of the room. "Baby, you're really good at dressing. Seeing you like this is making me almost cum."

Izumi Shizuka quietly lay there, enjoying this moment of indulgence. She wouldn't have any connection with this man, and he wouldn't leave her with anything. She only wanted to find this kind of unrestrained pleasure here, a pleasure without any inhibitions. She even liked the man's undisguised vulgarity. She wanted to release a vulgar pleasure. Thinking this, she also wantonly raised her buttocks upwards, lightly touching the man's naked body with her high heels. "Don't just talk, come on up."

The man knelt behind Izumi Shizuka, his hard penis already pressing against her buttocks. Izumi Shizuka lay on the bed with her buttocks raised, the two of them close together like dogs. "Baby, your buttocks look so good, I want to fuck it. Is it round from being fucked?"

"Mmm..., it is round from being fucked. Do you want to fuck it?" Izumi Shizuka never thought she could say such a vulgar word, but after saying it, she felt a kind of wanton and unrestrained pleasure and madness.

"Baby, your pussy is so wet, big brother's cock is coming." Izumi Shizuka's pink vulva under her white buttocks was already wet, her pink labia looking even more delicate and tempting. The man, with his penis erect, touched Izumi Shizuka's round buttocks while slowly inserting it.

As the man penetrated her, Izumi Shizuka felt pleasure for the first time right after penetration, and cried out unrestrainedly, "Ah... um... ah... ya..."

The man slowly thrust in and out a few times, "Baby, why is your pussy so tight? Is it because no one fucks you?" He said as he increased his speed.

Before long, the sounds of wetness and splattering filled the air as the two joined. The soft, white buttocks slapped against each other, and Izumi Shizuka's delicate cries almost turned into incoherent screams, "Ah...I can't take it anymore...ah...ah...ah..."

"Fuck me to death...ah...big brother...husband...ah...I'm dizzy..."

Hearing Izumi Shizuka's cries and feeling her tight, wet lower body, the man almost ejaculated. He quickly pulled out of her vagina, gripping the base of his penis tightly, taking two deep breaths to suppress his urges. Izumi Shizuka lay there panting heavily, her labia swollen and red from the penetration, her soft, white buttocks trembling.

"You came?" Izumi Shizuka asked weakly.

"Almost. Your pussy feels so good, like a little girl's, but you're much more horny than a little girl. I can't take it."

The man flipped Izumi Shizuka over, placing her legs together on his shoulders, and penetrated her from the front. Lying on her back, Izumi Shizuka's breasts were exposed above her sundress, her pink nipples erect and swaying like waves with each thrust. "If you can't hold back, just cum. We can play a little longer later," Izumi Shizuka said gently, her hands gripping her legs bound with black shoelaces.

The man thrust his thick penis in and out, admiring Izumi Shizuka's small feet in high-heeled sandals—the pointed toes, the slender heels, the shapely legs.

"Ah...ah...ah...um...I...I...can't take it..." Izumi Shizuka's legs hardened and tightened, her vagina spasming and convulsing. The man's penis was about to erupt like a volcano; he held his breath, ready for the most intense thrust.

"Ah...I...I...I'm dead...I'm dizzy...ah..." After a violent thrust, Izumi Shizuka almost fainted, her whole body trembling uncontrollably. Suddenly, the phone beside her head rang. Izumi Shizuka was startled, remembering it might be her husband calling. She quickly grabbed the phone, holding her raised legs with one hand. Izumi Shizuka first tightly covered her mouth, then composed herself. "Wife, you're still awake?"

"Everyone's asleep, what are you doing?" She spoke, still panting, and quickly explained, "You scared me to death."

The man was already unable to hold back any longer, and asked Izumi Shizuka with his eyes, "Shoot?"

Izumi Shizuka nodded. The man thrust hard twice, and Izumi Shizuka shuddered all over, tightly covering her mouth, listening to Wang Shen say, "I'll be back in half an hour. Lao Qi has something to do tomorrow, can't stay up all night. I don't have my keys, open the door for me."

At this moment, the man had already ejaculated. Izumi Shizuka put down the phone, feeling dizzy, her legs still numb when she lowered them.

The man held the panting Izumi Shizuka in his arms, caressing her full breasts as he asked, "Husband?"

Izumi Shizuka nodded.

"No wonder you're so horny, my little wife. How long have we been married?"

"I won't tell you. Don't ask, oh, don't look for me, we'll be together again someday, don't ask anything."

"Don't worry, being able to sleep with such a beautiful little girl like you, I'd be willing to be a eunuch for it."

As he spoke, Izumi Shizuka got up, hurriedly put on her clothes, adjusted her pantyhose, and in her haste forgot to wear her bra before rushing downstairs to go home. In the lobby, several men stared wide-eyed at Izumi Shizuka's trembling breasts under her thin clothes. Izumi Shizuka then realized she had forgotten her bra, and not wanting to go back for it, she simply crossed her arms and got into a taxi. The driver's eyes kept glancing at Izumi Shizuka's breasts as he kept trying to get information out of her: "Miss, are you working here?"

"Want to go out with me? How much for a night?" When they got home, Izumi Shizuka took out her money, but the driver refused, saying, "Miss, can you leave me your pager number? How much for a quickie?"

Izumi Shizuka practically ran home. Luckily, Wang Shen hadn't returned. She quickly took off her clothes, changed her underwear

, and got into bed... The restless unease and anxiety were gone. Perhaps sex is a good tranquilizer. With this stranger, this vulgar yet sexually stimulating man, Izumi Shizuka found sexual satisfaction and calmed her restless heart.

Perhaps it was the monotony of living with Wang Shen lately, or perhaps it was the overwhelming excitement of her private life, or perhaps the chaotic existence had left Izumi Shizuka feeling lost. When Lao Qi appeared, Izumi Shizuka felt a strange, indescribable emotion. She most admired and loved men who were self-reliant, adventurous, and courageous—men whose maturity possessed a captivating charm. But as a married woman and Lao Qi's sister-in-law, she couldn't express or even truly feel love. A sense of confusion swirld within her, an urge to release her desires and emotions. Lao Sun was, in a sense, Izumi Shizuka's lover, but perhaps because he had once drugged and coerced her, she always felt a sense of forced repression in his presence. She could only experience physical pleasure, but not emotional satisfaction or release. But in front of this man—whose name she didn't know, whose face she barely saw—Izumi Shizuka truly let loose, freely seeking her feelings and desires without any burden or constraint.

To love, to forget, to continue being lost—Quan Jingxiang didn't know what she should possess. Perhaps only Wang Shen was a real presence in her life.

Just as there are always shadows under the sun, in a dimly lit room in a magnificent hotel, seven or eight scantily clad girls lay or sat, one of them repeatedly dialing the hotel room phone, asking in a hoarse, suggestive voice, "Sir, would you like a massage?"

Dongzi lay sprawled on the bed, his hand groping inside the clothes of a girl with a large bust.

"Brother Dong, room 1108 needs a girl, who should go?" the caller asked Dongzi.

"Xiaojing, you go. Everyone, perk up, it's time, there'll be plenty of business soon." As she spoke, she pulled two condoms from a bag and gave them to Xiaojing, who took them and stuffed them into her bra before opening the door and leaving. Several girls got up, some washing their faces, others touching up their makeup, waiting for the next wave of business after 11 o'clock.

The doorbell rang, and Xiaojing entered the room with an exaggerated sway of her hips. In the dim light, she paused for a moment upon seeing the man wearing only shorts, and Lao Qi paused as well.

"Big brother, you want a massage?" Xiaojing quickly smiled and sat down on the edge of the bed.

"It's you! Do you know Quan Jingxiang?" Lao Qi asked, puzzled.

"Yes, she's my teacher."

"She taught you before?"

"I haven't graduated yet, I'm only a senior in high school. Big brother, am I any good?"

Lao Qi's expression changed several times. He'd run into a pure student girl; she was definitely young and inexperienced. "Sure, what services do you offer?"

"Oil massage, full service, or the whole package."

"What are the prices, and how do I get it?"

"Oil massage is a massage and handjob, 120 yuan; full service is sex, 300 yuan; the whole package includes massage, hot and cold therapy, breast massage, and sex, 500 yuan. Big brother, how about the whole package?" Xiaojing's hands roamed over Lao Qi's body.

Looking at the pretty and cute girl, Lao Qi suddenly felt that she, with her long, flowing hair, resembled Izumi Shizuka when she first got married. "How about this, I'll give you 1000, you play with me properly."

"Big brother, I don't want to do the rest, or I can find you someone to play with your asshole."

"Who plays with that? You saw the skirt your teacher Bai was wearing, right? Go change into a skirt like that, black stockings, and those black high-heeled sandals, preferably with straps around your calves, okay?"

"Ah ha, you like Teacher Bai, huh? You want me to pretend to be her and play with you, right?" Xiao Jing looked at Lao Qi with a grin.

"Yes, how about it?" Lao Qi was getting a little aroused thinking about how Izumi Shizuka had looked just now. Of course, he couldn't imagine that his beautiful goddess had just been wearing that outfit, sticking out her ass, and being fucked until she had multiple orgasms and screamed repeatedly.

"Okay, but that outfit is hard to find, you can add some more money." Xiao Jing quickly searched her mind for someone wearing such a skirt.

"Play with me nicely, and I'll give you 2000 if you have a good time," Lao Qi said casually.

Xiao Jing smiled and kissed Lao Qi. "You wait, I'll go and become your dream girl right now."

Xiaojing quickly ran downstairs to the KTV private room area, and sure enough, there was a hostess wearing almost the same dress as Izumi Shizuka. Luckily, Xiaojing recognized her, and she changed her dress for 100 yuan. She found a pair of shoes that were slightly different from Izumi Shizuka's. Izumi Shizuka's were those long, pointed-toe sandals that didn't expose the toes and had long straps without a heel. These were black, open-toe sandals with a leather upper woven with a small rose inlaid on it. The straps were also quite long, and the stiletto heels were very high. The shoes looked quite delicate. Stockings were a problem, though. The girls generally didn't like wearing them; they were inconvenient to take off. Only one of them was wearing flesh-colored, open-crotch stockings. While she was anxiously wandering around, she saw a hotel supervisor wearing similar stockings. The supervisor was puzzled as to why Xiaojing wanted her stockings, making Xiaojing blush and plead. After giving her 100 yuan, the supervisor, with a strange look, took off the stockings and gave them to Xiaojing in the office. Xiaojing muttered to herself, "If it weren't for the money, who would want these lousy stockings?"

After getting ready, Xiaojing composed herself and found a hair clip to tie her hair up like Izumi Shizuka. Although there were a few red-dyed strands, they weren't visible in the dim light. The doorbell rang. In the dim light, Xiaojing stood quietly at the door. Lao Qi's heart skipped a beat. Xiaojing wasn't as tall as Izumi Shizuka, but her high heels were higher, making them about the same height. With trembling hands, Lao Qi pulled Xiao Jing inside, closed the door, and pulled her into his arms. His hands encircled her slender waist, feeling the soft, fleshy fabric of her dress. He rubbed his head against her hair, his eyes half-closed, imagining the gentle, beautiful Quan Jingxiang in his arms. "Sister-in-law, I've missed you so much! You know, seeing you in this outfit today, my dick's been hard the whole time. I really want to pin you down and fuck you!"

"Big brother, pin me down now and fuck me!"

"Don't say that. You're Quan Jingxiang now, call me Lao Qi." Lao Qi's hands groped Xiao Jing's pert little bottom, less fleshy than Quan Jingxiang's, but just like hers, it was high and pointed, especially accentuated by her high heels.

"Come on, show me a few poses." Lao Qi released Xiao Jing from his tight embrace, imagining Quan Jingxiang's earlier poses in the room, and made Xiao Jing imitate them.

"Sit on the sofa, cross your legs, yes, pull your skirt up to show the top of your pantyhose, good, I see your underwear, puff out your chest, yes, like that, that's sexy enough, sister-in-law, you're fucking sexy."

"Sister-in-law is sexy, you just don't know it." Xiao Jing said this with a double meaning, of course, Lao Qi didn't understand.

"Take two pictures to keep, come on." Lao Qi took out a digital camera from his bag.

"Oh, I don't want to take pictures."

"I'm not taking pictures of your face, how would I know it's you. Come on, strike a pose."

Lao Qi took two pictures of Quan Jingxiang sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed in a ladylike pose, of course, with her skirt pulled up high enough to show her underwear, and coincidentally, Xiao Jing was wearing a pair of white silk panties today, which were clearly visible under very thin black stockings.

He then made Xiaojing stand up, pull up her skirt, turn around, and take several pictures of her thighs in black stockings and her round buttocks. He then turned her back to the front and took pictures of her bulging genitals under her stockings and panties. Next, he made Xiaojing lift her skirt up to her waist, hold onto the table with both hands, and stick her

buttocks out. While taking the pictures, Lao Qi kept focusing on Xiaojing's neck and below. On his digital camera screen, it looked like Izumi Shizuka was constantly striking seductive and wanton poses. His penis became hard in his underwear, so he simply took off his underwear, revealing his erection, and began to play with it.

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