Sister-in-law, I'm late.

Left with no other option, Guan Zhao could only listlessly wander around with some colleagues. After a while, she made an excuse and slipped away to a corner to relax.
"How are you? Tired? Have a bottle of water." Guan Zhao turned around and saw Director Shao Gong standing behind her.
"Ah, thank you, Director Shao, I am a little tired." Guan Zhao took the water from his hand.
"Well then, I have to go now, you can take my car home." Shao Gong looked at her with concern. "You don't look well, should you see a doctor?"
"No need, I'll feel better after a little water."
Guan Zhao opened the water bottle and took a big gulp. Under the autumn sun, her face was rosy and exceptionally beautiful, even the red leaves of Fragrant Hills paled in comparison.
After Guan Zhao got into the car, she didn't notice the smug look that flashed behind Shao Gong's gold-rimmed glasses.
"Are you going home or back to the office?" Shao Gong asked, stealing glances at the most beautiful woman under his command as he drove. He felt confident, like Jiang Ziya, the fish about to take the bait.
"Thank you for your help. I'm going home. My home is..."
Before Guan Zhao could finish, the car veered onto the main road, the route to her home.
"If I don't even know my employees' addresses, wouldn't I be neglecting my duties?" Shao Gong said, noticing Guan Zhao's increasingly heavy eyelids. "I also know your birthday is on Christmas Day, don't I?"
Guan Zhao was somewhat surprised and felt drowsy. She pinched her arm, reminding herself not to be impolite, but the feeling grew stronger. In her hazy state, she seemed to be back in her two-bedroom apartment.
Gong Kai got off the bus at midday, feeling a pang of hunger.
He saw a food stall under an old locust tree ahead, sat down, and ordered a bowl of noodles with soybean paste. He then glimpsed Guan Zhao sitting in a silver-gray Audi, which quickly drove into the Lishui New District.
"Hehe, my sister-in-law must be very popular at work, she even has a chauffeur-driven car to and from work."
Gong Kai watched the Audi gradually disappear from sight before bending down to eat his noodles. He quickly devoured them, but the Audi didn't appear.
He stood up, patted his stomach, and headed towards Lishui New District.
Besides business, he had also brought back some Jiangcheng specialties—gold-work silk and Boling Yunwu tea—that Mu Rong had bought.
Gong Kai had visited Mu Rong's house twice, both times in a hurry, barely settling in before leaving again.
The Audi was still parked downstairs at the bottom of the stairs; Guan Zhao was clearly home. Gong Kai glanced at her second-floor window; the curtains were closed, and several potted flowers sat on the balcony—perhaps she was drinking tea? He thought to himself, went upstairs, and rang the doorbell. After
a long while, there was no response. Gong Kai felt a surge of suspicion. What was going on? Could something have happened? A professional alertness arose within him.
He decisively ran downstairs, using the drainpipe as a springboard, and leaped onto the second-floor balcony.
He pushed open the slightly ajar door, went around the kitchen to the front hall, and saw no one. However, his keen hearing allowed him to hear strange sounds coming from the bedroom. The
lewd scene before him shocked him!
Guan Zhao was naked with another man, immersed in the passion of intercourse, their moans reaching his ears, filling him with anger and hatred!
We fight bloody battles on the front lines to defend our country, facing the constant possibility of sacrifice, while our own wives are committing adultery at home. This painful feeling intensely stimulated Gong Kai's nerves.
His hand trembled as he drew his pistol from behind his back. With just a gentle pull of the trigger, this adulterous couple would vanish from the world forever.
However, he hesitated. He couldn't do that; only Mu Rong could handle this.
He hesitated again. Even if he told Mu Rong, what difference would it make? For Mu Rong, knowing the truth would only bring more pain.
The two people in the bedroom were moving violently. The man sat on Guan Zhao, thrusting into her lower body like a madman. Her vulva was wet, and love juices kept flowing out, seeping from the junction of their genitals and running down her long, fair thighs.
Guan Zhao gasped, twisting her incredibly beautiful body and moaning incessantly. Her buttocks rose and fell with the rhythm of the man's thrusts, and her breasts were already deformed into various shapes under his large hands.
The man kept saying as he thrust, "Baby, my baby, your hole is so tight, it feels so good, so good."
"Oh, oh, faster, faster, I can't take it... go in a little more..." Guan Zhao's lewd cries left Gong Kai speechless. His usually gentle and dignified sister-in-law was so wanton in bed!
Gong Kai had a girlfriend he loved deeply. She used to work in the General Political Department Song and Dance Troupe, but after being demobilized, she worked at the Beijing Workers' Cultural Center. The two were deeply in love, and he had experienced this kind of passion before.
Even so, Guan Zhao's intermittent moans, her constantly contorting body, and the pervasive lewd atmosphere in the room still shocked him.
His lower body immediately tensed, the sudden swelling of his penis filling him with shame, followed by anger and bitterness.
He retreated to the living room, sitting wearily on the sofa, looking at the large wedding photo of Mu Rong and Guan Zhao hanging on the wall, the two smiling sweetly at each other.
He closed his eyes with a bitter smile.
Suddenly, Gong Kai heard a painful cry, "What are you doing here? Get out of here!"
Startled, he tiptoed into the bedroom, where he saw Guan Zhao huddled tightly in a corner of the bed, her hair disheveled, her beautiful face displaying a hysterical expression, "You shameless bastard, get out of here!"
Gong Kai instantly understood—Guan Zhao had clearly been drugged and raped! A burning hatred raged within him, his bones cracking and popping.
Guan Zhao's eyes were so empty and lifeless. She screamed helplessly, while the man trembled, saying, "Guan Zhao, I love you so much that I had no choice but to do this. I will make it up to you, I promise. Think about it, your husband is just an ordinary salesman, what can he give you? You will definitely be happier with me."
He pulled up his pants, his lustful eyes still lingering on Guan Zhao's exquisite curves. She was truly a natural beauty.
"I'm leaving now. You can rest at home for a few more days. I'll come to see you, baby." Shao Gong was somewhat smug. The sensation was indeed good. Guan Zhao's vagina was unusually tight, and his penis still ached a little.
Just then, something cold pressed against the back of his head. "Do you think you can leave?" Gong Kai pointed a gun at Shao Gong's head, his eyes blazing with anger.
"Ah..." Both the man and Guan Zhao cried out. Guan Zhao, ashamed, grabbed the corner of the blanket to cover her naked body. Any woman would feel unbearably ashamed to be caught in such a situation by her husband's colleague.
"Let's talk this out, brother. You want money, right? I'll give it to you." Shao Gong was certain the door was locked, and the man in front of him was clearly no good either; he was definitely a burglar.
"Sister-in-law, if you just nod, I'll shoot him."
Gong Kai pressed the gun against the wall. Actually, he didn't need to fire; he could easily stab Shao Gong in the heart with the barrel.
"No, Gong Kai, you can't break the law. Let him go... It's all my bad luck..." Guan Zhao choked back tears, two large tears rolling down her bright, fair face.
Shao Gong trembled with fear, never expecting she would have a protector. "You can't shoot! This is vigilante justice..."
"Is that so?" Gong Kai punched him hard in the stomach. "Get lost."
Shao Gong felt a sharp pain in his lower abdomen, but it vanished in an instant. He hurriedly opened the door and rushed downstairs, afraid that she would change her mind and not let him leave.
Gong Kai went to the window and saw the Audi quickly drive out of the new district. He smiled coldly. He knew that even eight bricks stacked together couldn't withstand the power of his punch!
"I'm sorry..." Gong Kai quickly turned around. Guan Zhao stood behind him, her face flushed with embarrassment. She had already put on her casual clothes, but her expression was still very unnatural.
"I, I..." Guan Zhao stammered. Her naked body had been completely seen by the man in front of her, and she didn't even dare to think about the ugly shape she would be in after being drugged.
"Sister-in-law, I'm too late, it's my fault." Gong Kai felt his face burning red. He was filled with regret. If he hadn't eaten that bowl of noodles with soybean paste, he wouldn't have been delayed,
he wouldn't have… "Gong Kai… I know you and Mu Rong are very close, but I beg you, please don't tell him about this…" Guan Zhao twisted the hem of her shirt tightly with both hands. "You know his temper…"
Only now did Gong Kai clearly see Guan Zhao's face. Having just experienced intense lovemaking, she was overflowing with passion. Her beautiful face radiated a glow, her pitiful eyes, her trembling, luscious lips, and her high, heaving breasts were all so alluring.
A strand of her black hair slowly drifted to the corner of her left eye, slightly stained with dirt, a clear sign of their recent lovemaking.
Suddenly overcome by impulse, he reached out and wiped away her tears. "Don't worry, I won't say anything, I won't say anything."
Guan Zhao's body trembled violently, as if she were about to collapse. He quickly supported her burning body with both hands, his gaze filled with her rapid breathing and the intoxicating fragrance emanating from her breath.
"Thank you, Gong Kai, you..."
Guan Zhao hesitated, tears streaming down her face again. In her entire life, she had only loved two men: her husband, Mou Rong, and her younger brother, Guan Hua. In her heart, they were equally dear, both her greatest loves. She could give them her body, her soul, everything she had.
However, all of this had changed drastically today. Her once pure body and soul had been defiled, and she was forced to face this cruel reality.
"Sister-in-law, sit down and rest for a while. Everything is over."
Gong Kai suppressed his burgeoning lust. Guan Zhao's delicate, tearful face was forever etched in his heart, but he couldn't betray Mu Rong, who was like an older brother to him. Since enlisting, Mu Rong had always been his superior.
It was Mu Rong who had chosen him from among thousands of soldiers and recommended him to military academy. This kindness was profound, and the boy from the remote mountains would never forget it.
Gong Kai helped her sit down on the sofa, took two packages from his purse and placed them on the table. "These are Jiangcheng specialties that Brother Mou asked me to bring back. He also told me to tell you that he's very busy with business right now and won't be home for a while, so he told you to take care."
Guan Zhao said "Oh," and added, "Thank you for your trouble. What are you busy with? I never concern myself with your factory's business. When will you take me to visit?"
There was a hint of doubt in her beautiful eyes, and she pointed to his waist. "Why do you have a gun? That's illegal in China."
Gong Kai smiled and said, "Sure, sister-in-law, if you want to visit, I'll take you. As for the gun, hehe, having a gun makes me feel safer, things are pretty chaotic in society these days."
He chatted for a few more minutes, then stood up. "Sister-in-law, I have to go now. Manli is waiting for me." He was in a hurry to get back; after what had just happened, he needed to find his girlfriend to vent his frustration.
"Alright then, take care. Bring Manli over sometime."
Guan Zhao gradually regained her usual composure and tranquility. She saw him to the door. "Gong Kai, thank you, really." She saw tolerance and care in Gong Kai's eyes and couldn't help but feel relieved that Mu Rong had such a good colleague.
Guan Zhao stood under the shower, letting the hot water flow down from above her head. Her small hands tightly scrubbed her vulva, scrubbing faster and faster until she felt pain. However, the pain had accompanied her from beginning to end. Every time she closed her eyes, she remembered that filthy scene. Even washing a thousand times couldn't wash away the shame in her heart.
At this moment, she thought of her younger brother again. Where was he? Why hadn't he come back? I need you, brother, my good brother.
From the outside, Shou Jizhen looked like a university professor or a senior bank employee, always in a sharp suit and impeccably polished Crocodile brand shoes. What was most reassuring was his seemingly eternally honest eyes, which often convinced others that what he said was true.
But he was nothing. The shell company he ran in the Yongling Building in Jiangcheng was nothing more than a scheme to make money out of thin air. The most adept at this was Mu Qizhong, the former richest man in mainland China, now imprisoned.
It was one of the few days with good weather in Jiangcheng, and Shou Jizhen was in an exceptionally good mood. He summoned his so-called male secretary, Lin Lin.
Simply because he was gay, the feeling of penetration always sent him into ecstasy.
He opened the door, and a man even more handsome than Lin Lin entered. His refined features exuded a dashing charm, and his eyes were simply captivating!
"Who are you?"
Then he heard that slightly magnetic voice that made him feel elated. "Mr. Shou, my name is Wen Yusi."
"Wen Yusi? I don't know you."
Shou Jizhen looked at the smiling Wen Yusi in surprise. He thought to himself, "He looks really good when he smiles.
" "Mr. Shou, the most important thing is that I know you. That's enough." Wen Yusi still smiled, casually picking up a paperweight lion from his desk.
"That's true. Sit down and have some tea. I have some authentic Anxi Tieguanyin." Shou Jizhen thought to himself, no wonder he was in such a good mood this morning; something good was about to happen.
He looked at Wen Yusi with adoration, imagining the wonderful feeling of his anus being thrust into by Wen Yusi's hard penis. He was a little dazed. He wondered how much pubic hair he had. In his mind's eye, he seemed to see Wen Yusi naked, with fair buttocks and a tight anus. Even if there was hair, he could shave it off. He thought he liked hairless.
"No need to sit down. I want to ask you about someone. Would you tell me?" Wen Yusi asked softly to the man with slicked-back hair. He felt a surge of disgust, but his deep eyes were filled with pity.
"Sure, whatever you ask, I'll tell you everything I know."
The bright neon lights outside shone through the screen window into the room, illuminating Shou Jizhen's impatient face with vibrant colors.
Seeing his anxious expression, Wen Yusi felt a pang of nausea. "His name is Frank, I heard he's your business partner."
Shou Jizhen's face changed drastically, turning from flushed to ashen. Just as he was about to move, a cold pistol was pressed against his forehead.
"Mr. Shou, you'd better not move. This gun doesn't have eyes." Wen Yusi still smiled. "I know you work for the CIA, long-term undercover on the mainland gathering intelligence on the PLA."
"You killed Frank, we won't let you get away with this." Shou Jizhen regained his composure; after all, he was well-trained and a veteran of many battles.
"Is that so? You're Chinese, yet you work for foreigners. Don't you feel ashamed?" Wen Yusi's left hand quickly searched the man's body, finding no weapon.
Shouji Zhen grinned maliciously, "Heh heh, who's Chinese? I'm a subject of His Majesty the Emperor of the Great Japanese Empire. Since I've fallen into your hands today, I might as well tell you my real name: Major Matsuura Kosuke."
A flicker of excitement and surprise crossed Wen Yusi's eyes. "So you're the infamous 'Red Rose.' Then the Japanese Defense Agency's announcement of your death three years ago was just a cover-up."
"Life and death are commonplace on this path. I've done plenty of dirty work over the years to deal with you Chinese." A contemptuous smile appeared on Matsuura Kosuke's lips. He suddenly screamed hysterically, "Kill me now! Don't expect to get anything out of me. That's impossible!"
His left foot lashed out, aiming for Wen Yusi's groin.
Just then, Wen Yusi's gunshot rang out, the bullet hole in his forehead blooming like a vibrant red rose on his dejected face.
Wen Yusi turned on his computer, inserted a floppy disk into the floppy drive, and his slender fingers glided across the cool plastic keyboard. The boot disk bypassed the machine's Windows operating system, directly entering the simpler MS-DOS system. A white "C:" immediately flashed on the screen.
He knew that working on any computer would leave traces on the hard drive, and now all he had to do was find what he needed to find. Many inexplicable words and images appeared on the monitor. Wen Yusi carefully searched the remaining memories on Songpu Haozhu's computer. He needed to be careful, like a surgeon carefully removing a thorny tumor from a patient's skull. Experience told him that no detail could be overlooked.
Soon, he excitedly discovered some numbers and parameters. He didn't know what Fu Zaiyin meant by making him do this, as long as she was happy!
Wen Yusi descended the stairs of Yongling Building and walked down the long corridor into the lobby. The lobby was bustling with people. Just as he was about to step out the door, he had a strong feeling that a sharp gaze was fixed on him from behind. He turned around abruptly, but the feeling vanished in an instant, a flicker of displeasure crossing his deep eyes. He
must have bumped into someone he knew.
Wen Yusi's feeling was correct.
Just after he stepped out the door, a man sitting in a corner of the lobby drinking coffee stood up. It was none other than Wen Yusi's rival in love, Cai Yong, Ji Xiaofeng's ex-husband, and now the captain of the Jiangcheng City Criminal Investigation Brigade.
"What's he doing in Yongling?" Cai Yong wondered. He had been staking out the building for the past few days; a suspect worked there.
Since his divorce from Ji Xiaofeng, he had lived alone and remained unmarried. The hardships he had endured had made him somewhat promiscuous. Over the years, he had indulged in the company of beautiful women, and many of the policewomen under his jurisdiction had been abused by him.
"Captain, who is that?" a long-haired woman next to him asked. This was a policewoman Cai Yong had transferred from the suburbs earlier this year. Although her appearance was ordinary, her skills in bed were top-notch.
"Heh heh, an old acquaintance."
A sinister smile appeared on Cai Yong's face. His heart was filled with hatred and jealousy. Imagining Ji Xiaofeng moaning and groaning beneath Wen Yusi, his anger burned fiercely.
"Let's go, let's go upstairs." His lust had been aroused by Wen Yusi's sudden appearance. They went to a room on the third floor.
"You've been busy all day, you should go home and rest. Xiao Yu and I will take over for you for a while."
Cai Yong dismissed the impatient young policemen, then closed the door, his gaze burning as he looked at Xiao Yu.
Sparks flew as their eyes met. Xiao Yu's face turned as red as if she were drunk, and her full breasts heaved with sudden, rapid breathing.
Xiao Yu is 29 years old this year. Her husband is an ordinary cadre at the Jiangcheng Tobacco Company. He spent a lot of money trying to transfer his wife to the city, but to no avail. Later, he finally got her transferred to the criminal investigation team through connections with Cai Yong, unaware that he had brought a wolf into his house.
Cai Yong leaned his buttocks against the table, gesturing for her to come up and take off his pants. He hadn't wanted her initially because he was hesitant when he saw her plain appearance. But Xiao Yu cried and begged him, saying that they had been separated for many years and their child was about to start elementary school, and she wanted the child to stay in the city for education.
In the end, he gave her the spot because of her ample breasts.
Xiao Yu slowly pulled down Cai Yong's pants. She was still a little unaccustomed to oral sex, but now she was even more afraid of Cai Yong because she had seen the fate of some disobedient people.
As soon as her underwear was pulled down, Cai Yong's already throbbing penis suddenly sprang out. She slightly parted her thick lips and took his penis into her mouth, but only halfway in before it reached her throat. She sucked on it with soft moans.
She was kneeling, initially feeling extremely uncomfortable and her posture was very unnatural. Gradually, her right hand rhythmically stroked Cai Yong's hard penis, her tongue occasionally teasing his glans, while her left hand caressed his testicles.
Cai Yong gripped her long hair, thrusting his hips repeatedly, his eyes half-closed, imagining that Ji Xiaofeng was giving him oral sex, pumping as if his penis were being inserted into her vagina.
Xiao Yu also quickened her movements; she could feel him about to ejaculate. With a series of rapid moans, Cai Yong ejaculated a stream of thick, white semen into her mouth, pressing it tightly against her chin. Left with no other choice, Xiao Yu swallowed it all, then continued to lick it meticulously, cleaning the glans thoroughly. She knew this was just the beginning.
Soon, Cai Yong's penis hardened again. He pulled it out and gently patted her face, then turned her over dramatically, placing her elbows on the table. Her vagina was positioned slightly behind him, as he preferred to penetrate her from behind.
Although she had given birth, it was still relatively tight. Cai Yong held Xiao Yu's slender waist with one hand and reached forward to grasp her full breasts with the other, swinging his hips up and down. His hard penis rubbed against the tight walls of her vagina, causing some pain, but pleasure followed quickly. Cai Yong gradually increased the pace, the sounds of their intercourse echoing throughout the room.
Xiao Yu had forgotten her identity, indulging in the pleasure of this affair. A wave of comfort and pleasure washed over her, accompanied by the fullness of her swollen vagina. She convulsed and cried out in ecstasy, her vaginal fluid gushing out and splashing onto Cai Yong's glans.
Cai Yong let out a deep, beast-like growl, and a barrage of semen shot out, penetrating deep into her vagina.
A while later, a phone call jolted them from their erotic reverie. "Captain, a man has been found murdered in the Yongling Building. The deceased is named Shou Jizhen, the owner of a company. I've already ordered Xiao Lin and the others to the scene." The caller
was Mao Jie, Cai Yong's deputy, the deputy captain of the criminal investigation team.
Yue Xiaoqing had turned off the fluorescent lights in the room, leaving only the dim red lamp by the bedside. She liked to make love under this light; the quiet red light created a strong sense of ambiguity. At this moment, the room was filled with an atmosphere of lust.
Yue Bochuan stroked her long, black hair and kissed her face, every movement filled with tenderness. This was his beloved daughter; he would give her anything she wanted.
"Baby, I want to see you again,"
he said, gently nibbling at her delicate earlobe. Yue Xiaoqing didn't respond. She cooperated with his hands, opening her legs again to reveal her glistening vulva. The semen they had released after their passion lingered on her hairless vulva, which Yue Bochuan smeared with his hand. "It's so sticky, Qing'er, you're truly my masterpiece,"
he said, his deep voice muffled in the darkness. A faint red glow enveloped their naked bodies.
Yue Bochuan inserted his middle finger into her tight vulva, feeling its warm, moist touch. "So tight, unlike your mother, who's loose like a pit, you can't feel anything when you go in."
"No, don't mention Mom here..." A strange blush rose on Yue Xiaoqing's face; she was still filled with guilt and remorse towards her mother.
When did it all begin?
She remembered that summer when she was fourteen, when her father was still the county party secretary in Hsinchu County. Her mother sent her to Hsinchu for a few days before returning to Jiangcheng.
"Dad, why aren't you back yet? I'm feeling a little unwell." Yue Xiaoqing lay sprawled on Yue Bochuan's bed, calling her father. Today, her vulva was inexplicably bleeding, and quite a bit at that, which truly frightened her.
When Yue Bochuan rushed back and saw her, he couldn't help but laugh heartily. "Child, it's nothing, my Qing'er has grown up."
But as he changed her underwear and wiped her hairless vulva with cotton wool, a tremor ran through him. It was a strange feeling, a feeling he never experienced with his wife.
Yue Bochuan washed her vulva with warm water, his lips parched as he gazed at her budding clitoris and the long, tight slit.
"Baby, Dad's going to buy you some sanitary napkins. Wait here for a bit."
"No, I want to go with you. I'm so bored here." Yue Xiaoqing pouted her red lips, her adorable face irresistible.
"Dad, I want you to help me put on my pants." Years of pampering had made him completely devoted to his daughter. His face flushed, and he suppressed his racing heart as he helped her put on her underwear and dress. She looked like an angel, and he admired her inwardly.
At thirty-eight, Yue Bochuan was still full of vigor. However, due to his position, he couldn't indulge in philandering like most men. When his wife wasn't around, he often masturbated to relieve his pent-up desires, which was truly unbearable.
"Dad, I want you to stay with me. Qing'er is so bored." Yue Xiaoqing pouted. Every time she pouted, her father would give in, and this time it worked just as well.
"My darling, Daddy has a meeting to attend. I'll be with you when I get back."
His daughter's soft, warm body leaned against his back, her already developing breasts pressing against him, making him feel strangely uncomfortable.
"No, I want you to be with me." Yue Xiaoqing gently nibbled his earlobe, her warm, fragrant breath filling his nostrils, making his thoughts race. He painfully closed his eyes.
"Alright, alright, stop fooling around. Daddy won't go to the meeting today; I'll stay here with you." Yue Bochuan reluctantly nodded. "But you have to kiss Daddy, that's the condition."
When his daughter's red lips approached, Yue Bochuan felt a little dizzy. The fragrance was purely natural, fresh and sweet. In a daze, his hand reached for his daughter's breasts, her small breasts easily grasped.
"Dad, you're so good." His daughter hummed softly, her little hands gently grasping his throbbing penis. Her lips met her father's, their tongues intertwining. Yue Xiaoqing, experiencing her first stirrings of love, felt an overwhelming pleasure in being with her father. Her panties, in her kicking and throbbing, had fallen to the floor, revealing her glistening vulva—hairless, her mons pubis like a small steamed bun, radiating an alluring glow.
Yue Xiaoqing would never forget that day. She let out a scream, both intense and joyful, bidding farewell to childhood and prematurely entering womanhood.
Her wandering thoughts were brought back by Yue Bochuan's sucking. He was lying on her hairless vulva, his tongue deep inside, his nose touching her clitoris. Her heart trembled. "Dad, I've fallen in love with someone."
Yue Bochuan was taken aback, turning around with a surprised expression. "Who is so lucky to have won my beloved daughter's favor?" Yue
Xiaoqing blushed. A figure flashed into her mind—handsome and dashing, with a hint of wickedness, those deep eyes always making her lose her composure.
"He's my teacher, named Wen Yusi."
Chapter Nine
"No, I've heard of Wen Yusi. He's a problematic person, and much older than you." Yue Bochuan shook his head a few times, his expression firm, looking at his daughter who was putting on makeup.
“Dad, don’t you know I like older men?” Yue Xiaoqing’s slightly mocking gaze swept over her father’s somewhat embarrassed face. “I like his free-spirited personality. That’s what a real man should be like—unrestrained and imaginative. Those spoiled brats you and Mom introduced me to aren’t even worthy of carrying his shoes.”
Yue Bochuan walked behind her, his hands reaching forward to caress her high, firm breasts. The smooth, delicate skin touched them, and his penis swelled again. “But I heard he already has a woman, and he even stole the wife of Cai Yong, the eldest son of Cai Xiangnan, the director of the People’s Congress.”
Yue Xiaoqing sneered, “So what? Your daughter isn’t exactly innocent either. Dad, I don’t even know if she wants me.” She looked at herself in the mirror, her black hair disheveled, and traces of lovemaking still visible on her snow-white breasts.
"Who doesn't know my daughter is the city's most beautiful girl, baby? Whatever you want, Dad will give it to you."
Yue Bochuan's hand slid into his daughter's hairless vulva, feeling its tightness and warmth. His hard penis sprang out from his robe, pressing against her firm, pink buttocks.
The thought of sharing his daughter with another man ignited his lust. He lifted the hem of her nightgown and thrust inside her.
Yue Xiaoqing moaned, collapsing onto the dressing table, enduring her father's frenzied thrusting. The cosmetics on the table clattered onto the carpet during their intense activity.
Because this international oil painting exhibition was organized by the Beijing Municipal Government, it was a grand affair, held at the Beijing Conference Center on Laiguangying West Road in Chaoyang District.
Wen Yusi's hotel room wasn't far from the swimming pool. He was in a good mood, lying in bed smoking a "555" cigarette. Just as he was exhaling smoke, the bathroom door opened, and Ji Xiaofeng came out.
She walked over, drying her still-damp black hair with a towel. Her loose nightgown couldn't conceal her graceful figure; the charm of a mature woman was amplified by her slow, elegant gait.
She had been his mistress for ten years. Whenever he pleased, he could call her anytime, anywhere, and she would always come at his beck and call, even finding excuses to meet him no matter how busy she was. "
I have no reason to abandon her," he thought painfully.
Yet he couldn't leave her. All good things must come to an end. After finishing his last task, he would leave China, leave Jiangcheng, for distant Europe, for beautiful Switzerland. There, his woman, the love of his life, the embodiment of angel and devil, Zaiyin, would be with him, they would have children, and forget the past.
Although she had already given birth, her figure still retained that of a young girl—a slender waist, firm breasts, and purplish-brown nipples that trembled like two ripe cherries. Wen Yu stubbed out his cigarette, his gaze burning. He loosened the belt of her nightgown, carefully examining his woman. He stroked her delicate, smooth skin, from top to bottom, then stopped at her slightly protruding belly, feeling its warmth.
Ji Xiaofeng let out a soft moan. From that year on, her life burned only for him. She vowed to use the rest of her life to savor their existence; she would never leave him, not even in death!
He lay flat on the large bed, his rock-hard penis erect, waiting for her fragrant vulva to sink firmly into him. He loved to slowly savor the waves of passion and pleasure brought on by her gently swaying as she rode him.
She writhed like a snake, her firm buttocks slamming against him, her breasts bouncing rhythmically. Fine, heavy breaths escaped her nostrils. She easily reached orgasm with him; her pupils dilated, her body drenched in fragrant sweat, her vaginal walls contracting repeatedly, a surge of passion spreading from her vulva. She let out strange cries…
“Wen, I can’t take it anymore, I can’t hold on…”
She pressed her entire body against him, panting heavily, their lips meeting, their saliva flowing freely. Meanwhile, Wen Yu Si thrust into her from below, scraping against the sensitive inner walls of her vagina. Her pinkish-white fluids continuously flowed from the point of their genitals.
Wen Yu Si turned her body, pressing down on her, his thick, hard penis penetrating even deeper into her vulva, reaching her very core. The hot glans touched her sensitive clitoris, burning her with moans, her body convulsing.
Her legs were wrapped around his strong waist, her starry eyes slightly closed, her beautiful face flushed, and her pink buttocks slightly raised to meet his strong thrusts. With each thrust, a thick, sticky stream of lustful fluid gushed from the depths of her vulva, flowing out from the dense forest, staining the white sheets.
Wen Yusi thrust again, the many obstacles his penis encountered during penetration unable to stop his advance. His passion, like a raging flood, surged wave after wave, wanting to overwhelm her.
Ji Xiaofeng's heart felt like it was stuck in her throat. Her breath was weak, and she could only open her two red lips to receive his wave after wave of overwhelming waves. Her whole body was numb and burning, and those seductive moans only made him more forceful, and he became even more brutal.
His unbridled passion and extraordinary stamina often left her lost in a sea of indulgence. She was like a small boat adrift in a storm, aimlessly navigating the waters of lust, while his strong arms became her safe harbor.
Suddenly, Wen Yusi quickened his pace; the increased frequency was the prelude to his climax. They convulsed together, reaching the peak of their orgasm.
"I've been to Beijing many times, but this is my first time in autumn. I never imagined Beijing's autumn would be so beautiful,"
Ji Xiaofeng said, nestled on Wen Yusi's shoulder as they strolled along the streets of Beijing in the afternoon sun. The warm sunlight shone on her fair face. Being with her lover was so pleasant; the whole city was so lovely and captivating.
"The scenery varies depending on one's mood. Personally, I prefer Beijing's winter—intensely harsh, melancholicly chilly; it belongs to men."
A few cold glints flashed in Wen Yusi's eyes. Many years ago, on a bitterly cold winter day, a boy stood alone on Chang'an Avenue, his lonely gaze filled with waiting—waiting for his beloved father and mother.
"Yes, Wen, but you are even stronger than that."
She didn't dare say some of the words aloud.
[The End]

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