【H's Mother's Dream Star】(Continued in Chapter 31)

Chapter Thirty-One – Ye Yuxuan's Secret
Next, I learned about Ye Yuxuan's life from her. It turned out that when she was 16, she married
a man who was then a low-ranking clerk, a widow with a child—X's father. Because of connections,
when X was 6, X's father remained an ordinary clerk. Thus, X's father not only
had to support the family but also pay for Ye Yuxuan's studies in law and psychology when she was 22.
Their life was much more difficult than it is now. Four years later, an event completely changed the situation
…
Ye Yuxuan shifted slightly, remaining calm and composed as she spoke, “Until
the position of section chief in X’s father’s department became vacant, our family started getting busy again. X’s father, as if seeing a chance for rebirth,
came home and discussed it with me and 10-year-old X…”
“I was very supportive of my husband’s promotion opportunity at the time… but I didn’t have a better
way to help X’s father. Until young X secretly told his father about a plan, my
life was changed by X’s plan.” Ye Yuxuan suddenly choked up as she spoke.
(The following is Ye Yuxuan’s recollection)
What was originally just a matter of promotion gradually changed because of X’s plan. The incident began
like this: It was a summer evening, a weekend, near the end of the workday. X's father went to his department
to report on his work. After the meeting, X's father invited the bureau chief who could help him get promoted—who was also Shen Xing's father—
to our house for dinner.
When X's father and Director Shen returned home, I somehow arrived earlier. Because it was summer,
I was only wearing briefs and a tank top, without even a bra. When I opened the door, Director Shen was stunned by my appearance. For a moment,
we were all quite embarrassed. After a while, I scolded X's father for not greeting me and turned to go to
the inner room. Then I noticed Director Shen staring at my slender back, seemingly lost in thought. At X's father's invitation
, Director Shen finally came to his senses and slowly followed me into the living room.
Knowing that Director Shen could help, and that a promotion with his assistance was practically guaranteed,
I didn't think much of it at the time. When I came out of the inner room again, I was dressed, my face flushed
, and I didn't dare to look at the director. I felt his sharp gaze on me. It took me a while to regain my composure.
I went to the kitchen and gave X's father a good pinch, asking him why he hadn't told me he was coming.
X's father chuckled and joked, "Anyway, the director is one of us now, it doesn't
matter if he looks at me..."
Soon the food was ready, and the four of us sat together, eating and chatting. The director said there might
be some personnel changes in the bureau soon; he would be transferred to another bureau as a leader, and after he left, he would only
promote one person from the department to the position of assistant director at the level of section chief. He was already planning to recommend X's father to the bureau and the municipal organization department.
X's father and I were both very excited when we heard this. He had achieved so much in just a few years,
all thanks to the director's help. So X's dad and I went back and forth toasting. After a while, the director seemed a bit drunk
, his body constantly leaning towards me.
I assumed he was just drunk and didn't pay much attention to what he was doing, especially since I was also
quite drunk. I noticed X's dad smiling slightly next to the director, but I didn't think much of it. Then,
X's dad asked me to go to the kitchen to get some water for the director.
As soon as I entered the kitchen, X's dad followed me in. I whispered to him, "The director must be drunk today
; he was secretly touching me..."
X's dad thought to himself, "I don't think so. I've known the director for years, and he's
never done anything impolite. He must be drunk; it's okay to take care of him."
After saying this, X's dad felt his face turn very red. Seeing how drunk he was, I didn't
say anything more. When we sat together again, X's dad toasted the director, and X kept giving him meaningful glances.
Although I saw it, I didn't think much of it and was happy that Dad's promotion was finally in sight.
Just then, the judge accidentally dropped his chopsticks. As he bent down to pick them up, I felt
a hand groping under the table. It turned out that while he was bending down to pick up the chopsticks,
he was touching my thigh. I resisted and struggled, trying my best to prevent him from reaching under my skirt.
In his excitement, the judge looked up sharply, bumping the table. His movement brought me
to my senses, and his hand left my thigh. I quickly got up and went to the bathroom. Since
everyone had been drinking, although I felt uncomfortable about the judge touching me under the table, I didn't think much
of it. We continued drinking for a while, and when it got late, Dad asked me to take the judge downstairs
.
After going downstairs, the director seemed much more sober and said to me, "I drank too much today, I'm
so sorry for my behavior earlier!"
Hearing this, I naturally replied, "It's okay! It's okay! You weren't out of line..."
The director didn't seem to be in a hurry to go home, and dragged me to a very high-end coffee shop,
saying he wanted to chat and sober up. After we sat down, the director treated me like a chat room
, talking about his first love, Lü Renqi. He said Lü Renqi's family didn't approve of him, and since breaking up with Lü Renqi, he hadn't met
a woman as good as me. He said I was truly beautiful in his eyes, and that he had already spoken to his friends in the bureau
, preparing to hire me as the bureau's legal advisor and psychological counselor after I finished my psychology studies
.
That night, he spoke many flattering words to me, seemingly drunk. On the way home, I
was completely sober, and despite the hot summer, I felt incredibly cold. When I got home
, X's dad asked me with concern, but I didn't say anything and went to bed. Several days later,
as I was about to enter my home, I overheard X and his dad talking…
X said to his dad, "Maybe the guest we invited the other day has taken a liking to Mom."
Upon hearing this, Dad was momentarily stunned, then finally managed to stammer, "Director Shen? No way!"
X insisted confidently, "How could it not be? I knew exactly what Director Shen was thinking. Faced with
such a great promotion opportunity, why would he give our family so much help? That's the point. Besides,
besides Mom, what else do you have to give him now?"
Dad's voice trembled slightly with emotion as he said, "X, you're right. If I successfully become a section-level cadre
, we should find a way to properly thank Director Shen for his care of our family!"
As I overheard Dad's words, a bad premonition swept through me. I couldn't help but tightly cover my sobbing
mouth, thinking: How else can we thank him? The interrogation bureau lacked nothing, and we hadn't given them anything valuable.
In their eyes, I was the most precious gift…
At this moment, X blurted out what he had kept hidden for a long time: “The way the interrogation bureau looked at Mom that time
, wasn't it obvious? He was just too embarrassed to say it. That day at our
house for dinner, he touched Mom's thigh in front of us. If we hadn't been there, he would have done *that*.”
I was stunned by X's words. My lip was already bleeding from being bitten by my teeth. I silently
continued to eavesdrop behind the door. The father and son inside were gradually revealing their plan.
“What do you think we should do? Will your mother agree?” X's father asked his son softly.
"If that's really the case, how about we do this... You should go to the disciplinary bureau again and see if he
's really what we think. If we're right, we can improve our relationship with the disciplinary bureau, which will
benefit us in the future. Besides, besides the reward for this promotion, he might have other benefits for us in the future!"
X said softly to his father.
"You mean, if the disciplinary bureau really has designs on your mother, we'll sacrifice her? We'll
operate like this from now on?" X's father asked his son uncomfortably.
"Then tell me, is there a better way now? You know this opportunity is only once, and you're a section chief.
Don't you plan on having more promotion opportunities in the future? It's never good to owe others too much. If you can balance your
mindset, you can have more women as you get promoted. It's better to end it now than to suffer for a long time. Besides, I know
how much you want to have more real power, don't you?" X blurted out his thoughts in one breath
.
X, only 10 years old, has already learned to treat human relationships as transactions after only a few years in society.
It's unimaginable how terrifying he is. Perhaps it's because we've always only been stepmothers, but hearing that they
're sacrificing me is something I can't bear! After all, I've lived with them for so many years; it seems
the desire for power can change a lot… A moment later, I heard a sob coming from my own nose. I started to hate X,
and I hated even more what X had just said to his father, and X's father didn't seem to feel a single bit of anger or resentment.
I couldn't find a better way to resolve this. I thought about running away, but I've always been supported by X's father;
where could I run to? Suddenly, my heart plummeted into an abyss, a dark abyss.
And so, two more weeks passed peacefully. During these two weeks, the bureau kept its word; not only was
X's father promoted, but after I finished my training, he also introduced me to the bureau as a legal advisor and psychological counselor. But my
relationship with X's father was never the same again, although he still cared about me. I knew he was
blinded by the lure of power.
Being passively attacked hadn't solved the problem; instead, it had only made things worse. I had to find a way.
Now, relying on this beastly father and son to show leniency was wishful thinking. That night, lying in bed, I stared darkly
at X's father's sleeping face, and I felt a surge of rage, wanting to kill both him and X. Since you two are so heartless,
don't blame me for being ruthless... You'll use me for promotions, and I'll use myself to bring
you down. Since they've already planned it all out, it seems inevitable that I'll end up in bed with them in the jury. I might as well use
my current position to offer myself up; perhaps that way I can get more of what I want. That's what I was thinking.
So, one weekend, near the end of the workday, I called X's father, pretending that I
was currently very busy with legal consulting work at the bureau and sometimes needed to work overtime, so I would
be home late that night and asked him not to wait for me. Immediately afterwards, I called the audit bureau, saying I hoped
to attend the company dinner that evening, so I could learn more about government-business cooperation within the bureau, which
would be helpful when drafting legal contracts later. The audit bureau readily agreed and even sent a car to pick me up.
At the dinner, we ate with six industry executives. I sat next to the audit bureau,
and he placed his hand on my thigh under the table. At that moment, I knew perfectly well that
he hadn't been drunk during our last dinner at our house; he had done it on purpose. Actually, I had mentally prepared myself beforehand.
Despite this preparation, I still felt somewhat uncomfortable with the audit bureau's bold and ambiguous actions.
But then I thought, X and X's father's plan would eventually be used on me; it was only a matter of time. Then I'd
be completely controlled by them. The only way I could be more proactive later. So I let
him touch my thigh. When we got up to toast, the judge slightly removed his hand from my thigh.
Later, while several company executives went outside to answer phone calls and sober up, the judge took the opportunity to
lightly kiss my cheek when I wasn't expecting it. I was startled and tried to push him away, but his other arm was around my
waist, making it impossible for me to escape, so he kissed me again.
Worried that the six company executives would come in and see, I said to the judge, "Don't do this; others will
see."
The judge then released me, casually straightened my clothes, and while doing so,
stroked my chest several times. A few moments later, six people came in. After dinner, the six bosses said they had arranged other activities and
invited me and the director to join them. However, the director said he was a bit drunk and couldn't go. As he was leaving, he handed me a hotel
key. Holding the key, my heart was pounding. The implication was so blatant that my face burned red. The matter...
I had no other choice but to go to his hotel room. If I didn't,
the father and son from the X family would find another opportunity to send me to that room.
At the time, the director had his own suite at the hotel, and I went there without thinking.
The moment I stepped into the elevator, I knew I would be stripped naked and forced to moan beneath a man.
I was thinking about what I could do to make up for this sacrifice…
After entering the room, the director didn't do anything to me. He asked me to stand with him on the balcony, enjoying the night view and drinking
. Later, he went into the inner room to get water, and I stood alone on the balcony. Suddenly, I felt him standing behind me
. Just as I was about to turn around, he gently embraced me from behind, his hands occasionally
touching my chest…
“Miss Ye, I knew you would come back, because I knew you wouldn't easily give up this ‘opportunity
’.”
The director happily walked to the door, hung up the “Do Not Disturb” sign, and gently locked the door behind him.
"You're right, this is indeed an 'opportunity' for me. Because I know my husband will eventually
give me to you, and when I found out he planned to give me to you, I gave up on him long ago.
Since it's going to happen anyway, I might as well take the initiative myself. Maybe the Bureau can guarantee me more 'opportunities' in the future, don't you think,
Bureau Chief?" I coldly retorted.
The Bureau Chief smiled smugly, "That depends on your performance. How are Miss Ye's skills in bed?"
Seeing that I didn't react, the Bureau Chief continued to ask, "Please answer me, Miss Ye, are you not obedient now?
How can I happily give you everything you want in the future?"
I endured the immense humiliation and answered, "So-so."
The Bureau Chief smiled and said, "So-so is actually very good. Tonight, I'm going to have a good
exchange with Miss Ye on this kind of skill."
I didn't expect the Bureau Chief to be so direct in stating his needs. I stood there dumbfounded. The Bureau Chief walked
behind me and caressed my buttocks with his hand. I couldn't help but shudder, but I could only
accept the reality of being at their mercy.
"Miss Ye, such a beautiful figure would be a waste if we didn't make use of it." His caressing hand slid along the curves of my body
to my full breasts, then gently lifted one nipple.
"Ah...such firm breasts, the feel is absolutely amazing." The judge teased. "Judge,
please..." Although I was mentally prepared, I still blocked the judge's indiscriminately touching hand.
"What? Trying to back out again?" the judge asked. My delicate face flushed red as I replied, "Please...be gentle
..."
The judge roughly kneaded my breast, firmly grasping the nipple, causing me to gasp in pain
.
"I can do whatever I want with you, but you have to be obedient." The judge suddenly said seriously.
"Will you be obedient? Tell me, will you be obedient?" The judge whispered in my ear from behind, holding me.
At this moment, I felt incredibly humiliated, but I still had to obey the judge. Since I'd decided to come back, I had no choice but to
accept it.
"I'll do whatever you say," I murmured obediently.
The judge turned me around with satisfaction and smiled. "Very good, this is more to my liking."
Then he used his middle finger to tease and lift my lips, saying, "Such sexy and alluring lips are enough
to make one lose their soul if not intoxicated."
I lowered my head slightly, not wanting to see the judge's lewd, greenish gaze. The judge walked to the edge of the bed. It
was a large Simmons bed, the exquisite craftsmanship and gorgeous bedding giving off a pervasive softness. The judge
sat down on the edge of the bed, spreading his legs, a bulge rising at the base. He stared at me while stroking
his huge penis, silently ogling himself. "Miss Ye, you're much prettier than the photo in your file,
it's made my penis tent."
When I joined the company, my file included a photo of myself, but I never expected that this beautiful photo
had already aroused the judge's boundless lust. With such a beauty before him, how could he not be tempted? I stood there
, my face burning red.
"Come here, touch my cock, it's been waiting impatiently," the judge said.
I knew clearly that tonight I was going to be taken by the man in front of me. I didn't have the courage to resist the judge, because
I had resigned myself to being violated when I entered the room. To avoid being passive in the future, to have
the initiative in the future, and perhaps even the so-called power and money, and more importantly, to not go against the hatred in my heart for being schemed against by that father and son
. I slowly walked over, each step so difficult. I saw the judge's bulging cock in
his crotch, as if it was about to burst. Finally, I sat down next to the judge, not knowing what to
do next.
The judge grabbed my smooth hand and placed it on his aroused crotch, his face relaxing in pleasure
. I felt like I had touched a hot potato, and I couldn't help but try to pull my hand back, but the judge held it down firmly.
"Hurry up and rub it, my dick is itching to death," the judge commanded.
I awkwardly placed my hands on his crotch, kneading his rock-hard penis. Even through
his pants, I could feel how erect it was; I could almost feel the veins. I inwardly groaned.
This penis was not only huge, but also incredibly thick. People say that capable men have impressive genitals, and
it seemed true. This man looked lean, but his thing was enormous. I wondered
how many decent women like me he had violated. Although I didn't want to compare, I had to admit that
the judge's penis was bigger than my beastly husband's.
I kneaded it for a while, and the judge lay on the bed groaning and moaning in pleasure. He breathed heavily, his
hands reaching for my breasts, one in each hand, rolling them up and down and side to side, squeezing them until I could barely
resist.
My breasts were not only soft but also very firm. The judge was thoroughly enjoying himself, saying, "So soft, so nice to touch. With
a figure like yours, how can I not do this to you a few more times and do justice to the wonderful body God gave you?"
I remained silent, listening to the lewd words of the interrogator. The interrogator sniffed at the faint fragrance on my body,
the sweet scent of jasmine. "Miss Ye, what perfume are you wearing? It's so alluring, but soon you'll only
smell of my semen. Haha..."
I frowned, not wanting to hear his disgusting words.
"Let's start with Miss Ye's little mouth. Has Miss Ye ever practiced oral sex?" the interrogator said slowly.
"What?—" I suddenly felt a surge of stomach acid.
"Quickly use your little mouth to serve my penis." The interrogator pointed to his crotch.
I could tell from the interrogator's tone that there was no room for refusal. Although I had given X-dad oral sex once before, it was just
a light touch. I had always been averse to this kind of humiliating method, and even with X-dad, I
had never seriously performed oral sex. But this time, I was being asked to do it like in an adult film. I sat on the edge of the bed for a long time
without reacting.
The judge, urging me to hurry up, swayed his hips with his erect penis. "Do you still want this 'opportunity
'? Or will you decide after your husband offers you to me? If you want to turn the tables, you have to make
my penis feel good first."
His fierce glare made me realize I had no choice but to satisfy all his
demands. I was caught in a bind. I hesitated for a long time, then finally gritted my teeth and unzipped the judge's stall
. His erect penis sprang out; he wasn't even wearing underwear. It
stood there awkwardly, long and thick. I grasped this massive shaft, finding it incredibly ugly, covered in tangled
blue veins, the blackened, cone-shaped glans connected to the rough foreskin, and emitting a fishy smell. I slowly rubbed
the judge's penis up and down, my pale fingers contrasting sharply with his thick, dark foreskin
, like white snow against black earth.
The judge, with his buttocks raised, pointed his penis directly at Lu Tingting's lips, impatiently shaking his shaft: "Hurry up and
suck it."
I held my breath, suppressing my shame, and slowly brought my mouth close to the judge's ugly genitals . I straightened
his penis with my hand, then opened my cherry-like lips and slowly took the head of his penis into my mouth. At this, the judge
recoiled as if electrocuted, his body arching from where he was lying flat on the bed.
"Oh...it feels so good...; don't just hold it still, use your tongue...suck it in circles; gently
bite it with your teeth..." the judge cried out.
I didn't know why I obeyed his orders so readily, but I knew that if I didn't please this man, things wouldn't go smoothly in the future
. I tried to use my tongue to sweep across the head of the judge's penis, from front to back, and then to the urethra.
The saliva secreted in my mouth mingled with the mucus on the head of his penis, wetting the area around it.
"Wow, that feels amazing! Lick those two soft balls too," the judge said, pressing my head down.
My tongue swept down my penis, reaching the testicles, then I took them into my mouth, licking them for a while before licking back
to the glans. I couldn't believe how lewd I was, as if I were incredibly skilled at oral
sex. Maybe I just wanted the judge to finish quickly.
I increased the speed of my tongue's rolling and licking, my mouth kissing and sucking, my tongue licking and sweeping. Soon the judge was
panting heavily, his penis as hard as an iron rod. Seeing this, the judge suddenly stopped my mouth, quickly pulling his penis out of my tender mouth, a long 　　, thin, silvery-white thread
connecting the glans and the sticky fluid on my lips . 　　"Oh… I can't take it anymore, damn it, I almost died in your lewd little mouth," the judge gasped, 　　as if only now could he catch his breath. 　　"I haven't had enough of you yet, it can't end here yet." Hearing the interrogator's words, I realized that the nightmare had 　　only just begun. 　　"Miss Ye, you're amazing, you almost made me come so quickly." The interrogator chuckled, climbing to 　　the bedside table, opening the top drawer, taking out a small bottle, popping a red pill, and then climbing 　　back. 　　"Miss Ye, tonight I'll make you wish you were dead." The interrogator 　　grinned lewdly at me with ill intent. 　　"What did you eat?" I asked, wiping the sticky liquid from the corner of my mouth. 　　"Of course, it's a magic pill that will make you feel so good you'll die." The interrogator said, and I guessed it must be some kind of 　　aphrodisiac to prolong the time. I stared at the interrogator with wide eyes. "You're going to keep me going all night?" 　　"When you get a beauty, you can't not have your way with her a few more times." The interrogator laughed heartily. 　　I remained silent, angrily fuming. The interrogator picked me up and pushed me onto the bed, his shoes flying off his feet 　　. The judge impatiently stripped off his clothes, standing naked on the bed, and made me kneel down, my face facing 　　his penis. My tight-fitting white-collar suit was torn to shreds, my white silk shirt half-open, 　　revealing most of my snow-white breasts and deep cleavage; my short skirt was lifted up to my waist, 　　revealing my pantyhose and black lace panties. 　　The judge slid his penis across my face, sometimes tapping my cheeks, sometimes my eyes and nose 　　, and finally squeezing it into my mouth. I was sucking his penis again, only this time it felt 　　bigger than before. After playing with my mouth for a while, the judge pulled his penis out and sat on the bed. He spread my legs 　　and slid his hand into my genitals. The judge touched my vulva back and forth, then reached behind and 　　touched my buttocks. Kneeling on the bed, my legs were unsteady from the investigative officer's assault, so I had to put my hands on his 　　shoulders for balance. 　　"This vulva is absolutely gorgeous, so smooth and soft, just like an abalone," he said, running his middle finger 　　back and forth along my cleft. "Damn, I can't take it anymore, I'm going to fuck you now. Take off your panties." 　　I knelt again, slowly pulling off my stockings and panties. The investigative officer, no longer caring, began licking 　　, from my inner thighs all the way to my vulva, his tongue probing at the cleft, sucking on 　　my grape-like clitoris. I let out a cry, trembling as I tried to sit up, but couldn't, and collapsed back onto 　　the bed. 　　The investigative officer spread my legs wide, his mouth tasting my vulva, his hand reaching under my crotch...

He moved to my buttocks, using his middle finger to enjoy my anus and two fragrant buttocks.
I was already breathless from the interrogation, muttering incoherently, my lower body a cacophony
of sensations, sensitive enough to feel every pore opening and closing: "Interrogation...interrogation...you...you...don't...do this...
um..."
The interrogation only focused on licking the waist he held, his tongue licking from my opening to my navel and then frantically tasting
my breasts, emitting beast-like moans. He forcefully tore open my shirt,
exposing my two round, beautiful breasts encased in a lace bra.
"Ah...such beautiful breasts..." he said, then began kneading
my breasts, bra and all, with tremendous force, kneading them like clay.
"Um...interrogation, don't do this, it hurts, you're squeezing so hard," I cried out in pain.
"If you won't let me pinch you, I'll suck you hard!" The judge, unable to control his lust, ripped
off my bra, revealing his two breasts, white and delicate like jade.
He sucked on one pink nipple, greedily licking it with his rough tongue, then
caressing the other with his greedy fingers. I could only moan,
enduring the humiliation with my body for the chance to avenge myself against the father and son.
"Your body is truly intoxicating. Now let me test your hole, see if it's still tight."
The judge touched his penis, which was covered in sticky fluid. I knew this moment was coming, that
my body was about to be entered by the man before me.
"Move your ass over here," the judge commanded.
I obediently raised my buttocks and moved them closer to the judge's crotch. The judge pressed down on my legs, his shiny
glans fixed on my opening, then he thrust his penis inside. I felt a penis
poking me from below. I gritted my teeth, trying to control myself from making any lewd noises.
The judge inserted half of his penis and then thrust hard, but the penis slipped to the side of my buttocks. Frustrated, he
put his penis back in, this time slowly pushing it in until the entire head was inside, then he thrust
it in with a "plop," and the entire penis was inside my vagina.
"Mmm..." I couldn't help but moan.
"Hmph..." The judge also groaned in pleasure.
After a few seconds of pause, the judge started moving, his penis thrusting in and out of my vagina like a piston
, and I couldn't help but moan. To get it all the way in, the judge moved his hips
, his thick penis ramming wildly in and out of my narrow vagina.
"This vagina is really tight, mmm... I wasn't wrong, this is truly the best vagina." The judge
kept muttering as he fucked me. "So tight, so tight—"
My body was slowly gathering a lot of pleasure, but I had been suppressing it, not wanting to show it.
However, the feeling was getting stronger and stronger, making me forget all the humiliation. Unconsciously, I also moved my hips
to match the interrogator's thrusts.
I leaned against the mattress, letting the interrogator play with me at will. The interrogator thrust in and out about a hundred times, but he felt it wasn't enough. He
slapped my white buttocks hard and shouted, "Slap, slap!" His penis kept thrusting forward, as if
he were really taming a herd of horses, galloping across the grassland. He continued to slap and thrust for another hundred times. After a
while, the interrogator signaled me to turn over. I turned over limply, without any strength in my body, and just lay
on the mattress with my buttocks raised high towards the interrogator, my vagina glistening with moisture. The judge stood up, embraced my slender waist,
and thrust his penis deep into my vagina from the front again. His testicles slapped against my vulva with each thrust,
causing a spray of fluid. His penis pounded against my clitoris, while his hips slammed against my buttocks with a loud slapping
sound.
"Slap slap slap... slap slap slap..." I moaned along with the rhythm of the judge's thrusts,
while the second hand on the wall ticked past midnight. The moonlight was exceptionally bright that night, shining like water
into a window several kilometers away. The person inside was asleep. He had just called his wife
but, like before, couldn't get through. He knew what had happened. He felt no guilt,
but rather a slight excitement as he fell asleep, leaving behind a smile of triumph. The
moonlight shone through one window to another. This room was luxuriously decorated, with a large bed spread out on it, and on that bed
lay my wife—Ye Yuxuan.
Between my snow-white legs, a dark, muscular body was thrusting vigorously,
a long, gray-black penis inside me, accompanied by the sounds of its impact. "Slap slap slap,
--slap slap slap--" This sound continued, accompanied by the ticking of the second hand. During this time, the judge
used every possible position, making me stand with one leg propped on the sofa and thrusting into me from behind; or standing
on the bed with my legs tightly together, squeezing my vulva into a slit, and then thrusting in from behind; or the judge sitting
on the sofa with me sitting on his lap and his penis thrusting into me from behind; even worse, he made me walk while thrusting into
my vagina from behind; the judge played with me in various positions all night long, until the sky outside the window turned a pale white,
then he ejaculated the last drop of semen inside me and fell into a deep sleep on top of me.
(To be continued)

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