【The Laughing Lewd Tale】(03) 【Author: wufeiying987】

Author: wufeiying987
Word Count: 8542

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Chapter 3 Best Newcomer

Many things in this world seem preordained, which is both helpless and absurd.

I understand my father's feelings, but what I can't understand is why all the women I've had relationships with have
to be connected to him? One is my seventh aunt, and the other is the maid my father is determined to marry. Okay, I won't argue,
they are both my mothers. Sleeping with one is already against the natural order, sleeping with two is against the natural order, sleeping with three… may

I be struck by lightning. "Crack!" A thunderclap, a bolt from the blue. Look at that, look at that! People are watching what you do. You're
so old, what the hell are you doing, waving that big knife around like that? Now you've attracted the thunder!

"Hey! The sky was fine, why is there thunder?" A commotion erupted in the brothel. Someone ran over and saw
my father lying on the ground, black smoke rising from his head. "Isn't that Master Wen? Help!
Master Wen was struck by lightning! He's dead!" someone cried out.

Soon, several more people ran over. One of them checked my father's breath and said, "He's not dead, he's still
breathing! Quickly, take him away and get a doctor."

"Damn! He can't even be killed by lightning." I watched through the crack in the door as they carried my father away, thinking to myself,
"This old guy is really tough."

Turning around, I pointed at Zixia and started cursing her.

"You filthy bitch, you slut, you shameless whore, you've ruined innocent young men. You're a cunt that a thousand men have ridden and ten thousand men have fucked
, do you know what you've done?"

Having received a good education from Seventh Sister since childhood, I occasionally uttered foul language, but this
was the first time I'd been so unrestrained and lost all composure. I was burning with rage. If I hadn't been drained dry by this bitch, I would have wanted to
ejaculate in her face again.

However, although it was uncouth, I felt incredibly satisfied. I suddenly realized how satisfying it was to curse a woman.

Zixia was startled by my actions, then laughed, "My good son, how can you talk to your mother like that?"

"Who the hell is your son? Don't you have any shame?"

"Sigh!" Zixia said resentfully, "You've ruined my face like this, how can you be so heartless?
My cheeks so sore!"

Zixia got off the bed naked, intentionally or unintentionally puffing out her cheeks in front of the mirror.

"Pah!"

This slut is so shameless, no matter how much I insult her, calling her a rotten cunt, a broken drum that everyone
wants , she remained unmoved, picking up her clothes one by one amidst my filth. When I was tired of cursing,
she finished dressing and gave me a giggle.

"Son! Do you know why your mother is messing with you?"

"Because I'm cheap!"

"Oh! My son, you're just like your father, you can see your mother's good points at a glance."

"Damn it!"

Zixia pinched my face and laughed, "Throughout history, men have always been lusting after the beauty of mothers and daughters.
You men can enjoy this blessing of having two women, why can't we women?"

"Mother and daughter?" I asked in confusion, "What mother and daughter?"

"Hehe!" Zixia whispered in my ear, her breath sweet and clear, "Mother and daughter, two cunts, fucked by the same root..."

"Damn it! Get away from me... I I I... gulp..." My Adam's apple bobbed, and even with my thick skin, I could
n't help but blush.

"Slut, fucking slut," I swallowed hard and cursed, "How could you say something so shameless?"

"There are some things I not only say, but I do, like you and your father... umm!" Zixia's hand landed on
my penis, gently stroking and caressing it, accompanied by continuous moans, quite arousing.

I have to say, this Ninth Madam is truly an extraordinary woman; once she touches me, she goes limp, as if boneless. Her hand
gently caressed my penis, kneading it like a massage.

This shameless woman is seducing me again. I wanted to push her away and slap her twice. But deep down
... well, I admit, it has nothing to do with my inner feelings. The pleasure coming from my penis made me
quickly change my mind; rather than slap her twice, it would be more practical to ejaculate in her face.

Zixia slid down my body little by little to my crotch, her beautiful face tilted back, giving me a flirtatious
glance .

"Son, are you missing your mother again?"

"Fuck your mother, I don't want to fuck you, you big bitch, get away... oh oh oh oh... get... away...
now..." Zixia grasped my penis, sticking out her fragrant tongue to lick the small slit on my glans, instantly sending my soul flying.

A glistening drop of lustful fluid stretched from the glans to the tip of her tongue in a long line.

"Are you willing to let your mother get away?"

With a soft moan, Zixia opened her bright red lips, and with a "gulp," she took the glans into her mouth. Her
small, fragrant tongue skillfully rolled around my glans in her mouth, a wave of pleasurable pleasure making me groan repeatedly.

"Son, did your mother lick you well?"

"...Very good...Extremely good...Mmm...For...my father's sake...Oh..."

"So you acknowledge me as your mother?"

"Don't even think about it, I'd rather die than acknowledge her."

What a joke, if I acknowledged her at a time like this, it would be a confirmed crime of incest. Thinking of my father's
green head emitting black smoke, I couldn't possibly add anything more to his life. Although I had just fucked her until all three holes were wide open,
I didn't know it then. Even if I knew now, I could only pretend to be confused with my erect penis, shoot my load into her mouth and
run away, and when my father asked later, I would just say I fucked a prostitute.

"Really not acknowledging it?" Zixia held my penis in her hand, turned her face to the side and sucked one of my testicles into her small mouth.

"Not acknowledging it...Oh...Oh oh!" Before she could finish speaking, she took in the other one, sucking back and forth
several times , and finally opened her red lips wide, taking both testicles into her mouth at the same time.

"Just admit it, you know the feeling of fucking a prostitute and fucking a mother is completely different!"

"I...I just like fucking prostitutes...I don't...fucking a mother..." I was telling the truth. I've
fucked mothers a lot, but this is my first time fucking a prostitute.

Zixia opened her lips and sucked on my glans again, sucking hard. Waves of tingling pleasure
shot from between my legs to my head, making me unable to hold back my screams.

"Faster...faster...slut...use...harder...suck...suck deeper...ah...so good...
oh..." With a "pop," Zixia spat out my glans, looking at me with a little sticky fluid on her lips.

"Call me mother!"

"Call me your mother's cunt!" I pressed her head down and thrust my cock forward, the shaft going in more than halfway, feeling...
It felt like a bottomless pit. Her little mouth and fragrant tongue avoided the real thing, no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't get it to the point.

Zixia had my big cock in her mouth, her eyes filled with mockery, clearly the kind of slut who wouldn't
give me pleasure if I didn't satisfy her.

"I-I agree, you slut!"

Zixia struggled to peek out from between my thighs, one hand gripping my cock and quickly stroking it.

"Son, call me 'Mommy' quickly, and I'll lick you until you cum, otherwise it'll be too late, hurry, hurry, hurry!!"

"Damn! You're such a fucking slut." Zixia's hand darted rapidly between my legs, and I
couldn't take it anymore . I felt like my unborn child, which had been pent up inside me, was surging up like it had taken an aphrodisiac. I was about to ejaculate, and
I swear to God, this time I was truly struggling painfully deep inside. In the battle between morality and desire, morality ultimately
lost . I gave up my principles and reason, and roared to the sky.

"Mother—!"

"Snap!" Another thunderclap, and her beautiful body writhed wildly beneath me, drawing my
attention to her head. My fingers gripped her hair, and with a shudder, a gush of fluid erupted, shooting deep
into her throat, every drop swallowed by her.

Afterward, I was utterly exhausted, collapsing into a chair, panting heavily. That was fucking amazing! I have to admit,
mothers are mothers; all mothers are fucking skilled.

"What, you're ignoring your mother now that you've pulled up your pants?" Zixia wiped her mouth with a handkerchief, looking at me.

"Have you no shame? What does my paying for a prostitute have to do with my mother?" I cursed as I pulled up my pants,
tossing her a piece of silver. Zixia caught the silver casually, tossing it around and giggling, "You
looked so cool when you called me 'Mother' just now."

Bang—! I slammed the door shut, never wanting to see that bitch again, Zixia's smug laughter echoing behind me.

Young Master, I'm furious! The reason I'm angry isn't because I'm annoyed, but because I'm incredibly satisfied, absolutely thrilled. I've slept with Seven Sister and
Xing'er, getting immense pleasure from them. But after witnessing Zixia's methods today, that pleasure
has reached a level beyond words. Those breasts, that pussy, that chrysanthemum… Damn! I've been
fucked!

"No man in the world is without lust for the beauty of mothers and daughters. You can enjoy this blessing of having two women, why
can't ?"

First the father, then the son… the blessing of having two women is achieved!

Damn! This woman is amazing! Father-son lust, mother-son incest. One pussy with two dicks, double the chaos.
No wonder she opened all three holes and spread her legs wide, even if her mouth was swollen and her pussy was rotten, coaxing me to call her "mother," it's all a routine!

He, he, damn it, I'm still too young.

Just then, Ah Mao came over from the opposite side and said to me, "Meow! Eldest sister ordered the room prepared for young master.
Please follow me."

"A room?" I asked, puzzled. "What room?"

"It's like this, meow! Eldest sister said that young master Wen is most likely afraid to go home. Out of consideration for mother and son, eldest sister couldn't
bear to let young master sleep on the streets...meow... young master, you..."

Before the little wildcat could finish speaking, I reached my hand into her cat-print skirt and touched the pink flesh between her legs, making her meow
loudly.

"Meow...meow oh... young master, I...don't provide sexual services...meow..."

"Try saying 'mother and son' again, and believe me, I'll pluck all your fur off!"

The next day, the sun was high in the sky, and I slept until noon. When I woke up, I felt soreness in my lower back and my whole body felt weak and listless, as if
all . Thinking back to yesterday, my dad was already exhausted from chasing me with a knife, and then he was fucked four times by that slut Zixia ,
ejaculating again and again. He was completely drained of his essence, and even getting out of bed felt like a struggle.

People say that you don't know the value of essence when you're young, and you'll regret it when you're old. Looking at my own pathetic state, that's truly
golden advice have to be more careful in the future, and I can't take advantage of my youth to be reckless and fuck anyone I want, even that slut Zixia
. I'm really asking for trouble

. Just then, Ah Mao came in with a group of people carrying plates, saying they were bringing me food. Looking at
the table food, I couldn't help but sigh. That big black cunt must really treat me like her son.
She's really willing to spend a fortune for her filthy desires. But I can't worry about that now. I'm really hungry and need to eat something.

I picked up my rice bowl, used my chopsticks to pick up a slice of meat and shovel it into the rice, then realized something was wrong and spat it out, frowning.
"It tastes like dick!"

"Pfft!" Ah Mao chuckled. She lifted the lid of another plate, picked up a smaller slice of meat,
and laughed , "Try this one, meow..."

I glanced at her, sensing something was off, but I ate it anyway, then spat it out again. Damn it, still tastes like dick.

Ah Mao ladled out a bowl of soup and said softly, "Then have some soup, meow..."

I took it and took a sip.

I didn't spit

it out this time!

But then, with a "bang," I slammed the bowl heavily on the table.

This time, I didn't taste dick, but rather a mouthful of cocky flavor, and a particularly strong
one at that!

I angrily lifted all the lids, only to find that it was all ring-shaped slices of meat, even in the soup.

I yelled angrily, "What the hell is all this?!"

Ah Mao pointed at the plates and said, "Bull penis, horse penis, donkey penis, dog penis, sheep penis soup..."

"Holy crap, is this even edible?"

"Hahaha!!" Ah Mao couldn't help but burst into laughter, lying on the table and laughing heartily, "Haha! Big Sister said that what you gushed out
at the end was as clear as water, so you must have lost money, which is why she sent someone to make these kidneys to feed you... Hahaha
... I'm dying of laughter."

"Damn, is this necessary? Is this necessary?"

"Big Sister also said that since the young master is staying here, he will inevitably have to patronize our business in the future. Only by getting strong
can he have as much fun as he wants, meow..."

"Pah! You tell that big black cunt not to look down on people. Even if I die of pent-up desire, I will never touch
anyone in this brothel."

After saying that, I picked up my bowl and chopsticks and started shoveling food into my mouth, trying to suppress the strong smell of mutton. There was no other way;
when you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head. Having something to eat is better than having nothing at all. I really didn't dare go home; I had
nowhere to go if I left here. Just thinking about my father's gleaming, white-sharp Green Dragon Crescent Blade gave me a headache.

For several days, I stayed at a brothel, keeping my vow and not touching a single woman. It wasn't that I didn't want to,
but for the sake of my male dignity, I was secretly competing with that Ninth Madam. She had calculated that I would eventually lose control and call a prostitute, and
I was afraid she would pull some other trick, so I had to be on guard. It was just really tough, eating those gruesome
dishes ; to say that I didn't feel a single ripple in my heart would be pure nonsense.

I'm not blind, nor deaf. In the brothel, day and night, lewd sounds echo, girls seduce for money, and clients pay
to relieve their lust. A simple poke with my finger reveals two large, white buttocks stirring with desire, making me
burn with , my hands itching to scratch. Whenever Ah Mao walks past me in that cat-print outfit, intentionally or unintentionally
swaying her hips and flaunting her allure, I feel an urge to rape her.

"Hold on, I don't offer sexual services. Here, drink this bowl of bull penis soup, meow..."

Ah Mao twists her body, bending her thighs, revealing pubic hair beneath her gauze skirt.

"Meow! Young Master Wen, is your nose bleeding? Let me wipe it for you."

Ah Mao gently wipes it, her breasts heaving, a soft moan in my ear.

"Big Sister said she's waiting for you in her room! Meow..."

Instantly, my blood rushes to my head, my mind explodes. As if possessed, I stripped naked with lightning speed,
my manhood erect.

Shaped like a club, hard as gold, it pressed relentlessly.

"Ah! What are you doing? Meow…you can't force me…"

*Splash!*

A beautiful arc flashed as I plunged into the pool.

The icy water didn't extinguish the burning fire within me; instead, it fueled my
will , because…because I can't swim!

"Help…help me!" I desperately pounded the water, shouting, "Pull me up, pull me up…"

But the water was over my mouth, making it impossible to utter another sound.

I was almost in despair. Good heavens! Was I really going to die like this?

Thankfully, Ah Mao rushed to the poolside, calling out, "Young Master Wen, how did you fall into the water?"

I kicked frantically, my mouth trembling as I mumbled curses as soon as it surfaced.

"Stop...stop...stop your bullshit, hurry, hurry...pull me up."

Ah Mao hurriedly threw down a rope, pulled me up, quickly draped clothes over me, handed me a thermos, and muttered
all the while .

"Young master, really, there are clearly people willing to help you relieve your heat, why are you suffering like this, meow..."

I cried out while sneezing, "Young master I...achoo...I'm hot...going to the water...achoo...
cooling off...can't...achoo...can't it..."

"Okay, okay, you can cool off, meow..."

Ah Mao smiled mysteriously, lifted her cat-patterned gauze skirt, and chuckled, "I need to pee, do you want to see, young master?
Meow..."

"Get lost!"

"Really, look, look..." Ah Mao stretched out her little finger and hooked the edge of her underwear under the gauze skirt,
pulling it little by little to the other side, revealing more of her pubic hair.

"Gulp!" My Adam's apple bobbed, and I exclaimed excitedly, "A little more... Achoo... Pull... Pull it open a little more..."

"Hmm! Okay, meow..." Cat pulled her little finger open a little more, revealing a glimpse of pink.

"A little more..." I arched my head forward, almost disappearing under her skirt.

Suddenly, Cat loosened her little finger, and my panties returned to their original state, covering that mysterious area. She
giggled , "Just kidding, meow meow meow!!!"

With that, she ran off without looking back, leaving me sitting alone by the pool, dumbfounded.

In the blink of an eye, I had been living in the brothel for over half a month, during which time I asked around for news of my father. People say that good people don't
live long , while bad people live a thousand years. This saying couldn't be more fitting for my father. An ordinary person would have
been buried at my father's age long ago. But my father was different; he seemed to survive even if struck by lightning. The messenger said my dad wanted me
to go back , saying there's no lasting grudge between father and son, family scandals shouldn't be spread outside, and family matters should be discussed behind closed doors… Bah!
Listen to that! He called this old man uncultured and then hit me. Is "lasting grudge" a metaphor for father and son? What does he plan to do behind closed doors?
He's disgusting! I don't believe he'll forgive me so easily. Besides,
my affair with Zixia and that big black cunt will eventually come to light; it's only a matter of time before he finds out. If he really closes the door
, who knows what he might do? So I've made up my mind not to
go home . Luckily, my dad was seriously injured by lightning and will need time to fully recover, so I'm not
worried about him coming back with a knife anytime soon.

Time passed, and I was eating and living in the brothel for free, which felt pretty good, but my body wasn't calming down
. As I mentioned before, it's like taking Viagra all the time and being surrounded by naked prostitutes;
it's incredibly difficult not to make mistakes...

When I saw Zixia again, she was holding a large bowl of stewed sea dog penis, gently feeding
me spoonful by spoonful. Looking at the burning flame of maternal love in her eyes, I couldn't help but cry...

Jiu Niang stripped off her clothes piece by piece, her heavy, seemingly milk-filled breasts swaying, and beckoned
to me with her finger. I sobbed even harder, wailing...

Damn it, I couldn't take it anymore.

"Ah... crazy boy... you're killing me..."

My black cock was thrusting wildly into Zixia's cunt, I grabbed her two big white breasts and kneaded them wantonly,
violently pounding into her enchanting cave again and again.

"Slut... my dad said my cock is dark... what do you think..."

I lay on the large, soft bed, my face dark, looking at her long, sweaty hair flowing in the wind.

"Oh...black...so black...oh...oh...awesome!...much darker than your dad..." Zixia's
throat choked as she spoke, like a wild horse galloping across the grassland.

"Damn it...why is he darker than me...uh...hum..." Her plump pussy gripped me, and hot semen gushed
out, I ejaculating and convulsing violently for about half a quarter of an hour before finally stopping.

Zixia whispered in my ear, "Who doesn't know your dad? He'll sleep with anything he can get his hands on, not just humans,
but demons too. Even Master Xu can sleep with snakes, but your dad is even more amazing, he sleeps with swallows, insects, and can even
slaughter pigs ...you should learn from him!"

Jiu Niang left, swaying her bare buttocks in an exaggerated and seductive manner, leaving me only with a
slippery silhouette. I silently grabbed the bed sheet and wrapped it around my ravaged body, clenching my teeth, tears
streaming down my face.

"Damn it... I was raped..."

Lately, I've been feeling indignant because I heard from the pimps here that at the recent fifth annual "
Wild Chicken Conference," those little bitches privately selected the most lewd newcomer award for hanging around in high-class nightclubs.

I—Young Master Wen—was honorably nominated.

I'm outraged!!! But my indignation isn't because I'm lewd. It's because of those gossiping people, for the reason...
It happened while Zixia and I were doing our business. Some damned bastard
overheard her classic line, "You can slaughter pigs in the sowsty," and through hearsay and repeated by many, it became—"Young Master Wen killed a pig!!!"

And so, I won the grand prize for this feat… He, damn it! It must be that little bitch, Ah Mao. I hope the young master doesn't
catch her, or I'll fucking kill you first.

The next day, the pig-slaughtering legend had evolved into another version.

"Have you heard? The pig in our pigsty is pregnant, its belly is so big…"

"Yes, yes, but it's a boar!"

"Yeah, everyone's talking about it. Yesterday someone saw Young Master Wen holding his penis and fighting that pig with a bayonet,
how scary!"

"Damn it!" Unable to bear it any longer, I roared, grabbed the person, pinned them to the ground, and slapped them twice across the face
. Master Wen was furious, and the consequences were severe. I pressed the man's head down to my crotch and ripped open his belt...
Maybe

it was a conditioned reflex; I wasn't really sure at the time. I was used to being arrogant and domineering, and this series of
actions were the same tricks I used to use to scare my Xing'er. They were so natural, and I inexplicably used
them .

The girls nearby were terrified and tried to stop me.

"Young Master Wen, you can't do it! He's Big Sister's nephew, Little Grey!"

"Damn it!" I swore, I swore to Jiu Niang's chrysanthemum hole, I really didn't intend to sleep with Little Grey. People
say that shallow rivers breed many turtles, and this little bastard is absolutely hateful. Even if I get raped by Zixia again, I have to teach
this guy a lesson. I kicked him twice in the buttocks, slapped him a few times, and then grabbed a stool and smashed it with a loud "bang
. "

One hit, KO! I turned and left angrily.

"Hello, Mr. Wen! I'm Jingjing, a freelance reporter from Heaven and Earth..."

Just as I stepped out, suddenly, a dark object was pointed at my mouth, scaring me half to death. I looked closer, and
damn it!

It was Mr. Jingjing. In broad daylight, a petite woman was holding a huge, black penis and speaking to me with a straight face: "
Very Quiet Distance, this is my program, Mr. Wen, have you seen it?"

"See what? Get that thing away from me!" Seeing that this woman named Jingjing was charming
and somewhat resembled Xing'er, I shouldn't have yelled at her, given my usual behavior. But she was holding that
thing to my mouth; anyone would be speechless at that sight.

"Haha! Mr. Wen, don't mind me, this is a homemade microphone. It's a bit ugly, but it works very well .
You'll see once you try it!"

I snatched Mr. Horn from her hand and threw him away, cursing, "It works well, right? I have an
even bigger , do you want to try it?"

"Okay, okay! Mr. Wen, don't be angry. Can I ask you a question?"

"No!"

After saying that, I left quickly without looking back.

Jingjing chased after me from behind, panting, "Mr. Wen, slow down. When you slaughtered the pig... no,
when you did things with the pig, did you consider the pig's feelings?"

I stopped abruptly, my face darkening.

"You want to know?"

"Yes!" Jingjing nodded like a chick pecking at rice.

"Come inside with me."

"Ah! Don't do this, Mr. Wen, I'm a reporter now, not a prostitute..."

As soon as I entered the house, I angrily tore off her clothes, because I wanted her to understand the pig's feelings.

"Stop talking nonsense! Aren't you working as a prostitute?"

Jingjing struggled in my arms, hurriedly replying, "But they charge money..."

"Bang!"

I pulled out a large silver ingot and slammed it on the table, angrily saying, "Is that enough?!"

Jingjing nodded, her face flushed, and replied, "That's enough." "

Take it off!"

Jingjing looked at me and smiled, saying, "Young Master Wen, for every question you answer, I'll take off a piece of clothing."

"Okay!"

"What does a pig feel?"

"Very good!"

Jingjing took off an outer garment. "

Why do pigs die?" "

Because they feel very, very good."

Jingjing took off another outer garment. "

How did they die?" "They died from pleasure

."

Jingjing took off yet another outer garment.

"Do pigs have last words?"

"They said it felt very, very, very good..."

Jingjing took off yet another...

When I saw that she still had many clothes, I finally got angry and cursed, "You son of a bitch, how many outer garments did you bring here?"

Jingjing turned up her collar and counted, but after counting for a long time, she still couldn't count them all.

I pointed at her nose and said, "Believe it or not, if you don't strip naked right now, I'll take back that silver ingot."

Quietly and quickly stripped herself naked.

I greedily gazed at her curvaceous body, her voluptuous figure. In an instant, my heart was filled with a raging fire.
I pounced on her, covering her full breasts with my hands and kneading them vigorously. She immediately groaned, her cries
overwhelming me. I thrust into her, and with each of my thrusts, she screamed in agony…

I looked at her expression. Was it pleasure? Was it pain? Was it pain mixed with pleasure? Or was it pleasure mixed with pain?
I didn't know. I asked her, and she groaned for a long time before falling silent. I thrust again, and she cried
out, "You're killing me!"

I immediately slowed down, gradually stopping—that's how fast-moving objects usually stop.

Seeing that I had stopped, she was very unhappy and said, "Why aren't you moving?"

With a long squelch, my penis went straight in, making Jingjing flail her arms and legs in the air, crying out, "Ah, you're
killing me again!"

I stuck out my tongue and licked her lips a few times, laughing, "That's what pigs say too." Then I thrust in again with all my might,
water flying everywhere, straight to the heart of her cunt. I filled her little cunt completely, leaving no room for her juices to flow. Jingjing
gasped for breath, tears streaming down her face, crying out.

"Ah...it really is like a butcher's knife, stabbing right into my heart..."

I braced myself and said, "So what if these few stabs?" I immediately went straight for the heart of the matter, thrusting wildly, wishing I could
stuff my ass inside.

She moaned incessantly, her voice trembling and her breath coming in short gasps, her breasts rolling and her buttocks arching, pleading, "Please, sir, stop thrusting! Your
cock can kill even a pig, how can a person endure this…"

I found her seductive appearance quite adorable. So I simply lifted her two small feet, hoisted them onto my shoulders, and thrust my hips forward…
Then, a series of splashing sounds filled the air, and in an instant, I had thrust a hundred times. Jingjing, her hair disheveled, was completely
lost in her daze, rubbing her breasts and moaning incessantly. A thousand sensual sensations and a hundred kinds of shy blushes filled the air.

"I don't care anymore, I don't care anymore, just fuck me to death..." Jingjing cried out, her little feet
kicking incessantly on my shoulders. She then violently lifted her buttocks, and I was aroused by her wet, fleshy cunt. After a
few thrusts, I laughed loudly, "Aren't you afraid of my butcher's knife? If I really fuck you to death, don't blame me."

Jingjing hooked her arms around my neck, sticking out her delicate tongue, and said coquettishly, "Master, your knife has been cutting and
probing inside me for so long, just chop it up like pork, ah...it'll be better if it's chopped up..."

With that, she twisted her legs around my hips, allowing my penis to penetrate even deeper. So, I pressed down on her, sometimes tight,
sometimes slow, making her vaginal muscles feel both tight and wide, both deep and shallow. Her juices flowed in streams with the in-and-out of my penis,
making a series of slapping and squelching sounds. Suddenly, Jingjing cried out,

"Oh no, I'm going to die!"

I knew she was about to climax, so I stopped moving.

Jingjing lay sprawled out, weakly asking me,

"Why aren't you moving again?"

I said, "I'm tired!"

She said, "Please, move!"

I said, "I really can't move anymore."

She said, "If you move even a little, I'll give you an ounce of silver."

...

In the end, when she left, I had four ingots of silver in my hand—I made a profit! Yay!

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