Don't Love - Chapter 25

After a round of rabbit-like movements, although Ren Gewei's head and neck were still upright, his crotch was completely limp and weak. But the crooked-mouthed man still wouldn't let Wang Xue's mother get out of bed. He put one arm around Wang Xue's mother's neck and the other hand over her white breasts, saying: "What's the rush? We just finished fighting, and you're already so stingy. You really only get what you pay for, no discounts at all? Let's talk for a while longer, let's have some more tenderness."
Wang Xue's mother said: What else is there to say? You've done it all, you've made me paralyzed, my pussy is swollen, and you're still not satisfied? You have to have a conscience and protect my daughter first…
Ren Waizui sighed and patted Wang Xue's mother's chest, saying: "You, as a mother, are truly a qualified and exemplary mother. You've sacrificed your body for your daughter, giving everything... giving birth to her, raising her, I respect you..."
Upon hearing this, Wang Xue's mother burst into tears, crying, "Director Ren, tell me, what can we mountain folk do? My daughter is more beautiful than anyone from Shanghai, but she only has a mountain household registration, so she can't get into the city or get a government job. She doesn't have any official connections or relatives to rely on. I can't bear to watch my daughter spend her whole life stuck in this mountain valley, suffering like a flower stuck in cow dung. What a terrible thing I've done..."
That day, from 6:30 PM to 10:30 PM, after several hours of sexual activity, Ren Gewei felt completely relaxed. Wang Xue's mother staggered out of bed and left, waiting for her daughter's first... On the way, Wang Xue's mother thought, "Puff, shout, bite, feel nauseous, vomit, this—with the special approval from the top leader—I finally have a grasp on the minimum. Even if I force him to have a crooked mouth and discount it a bit, my daughter's chances of becoming a school beauty should at least be over half, at least half guaranteed..."
Actually, Wang Xue's mother didn't know that if he hadn't personally delivered his old Shanghai-style nude banquet, her daughter Wang Xue would have been destined to be at the bottom of the school beauty pageant. Just yesterday, Friday night, Yu Ping's father, Accountant Yu, had already given Ren Gewei the same nude gift a day earlier.
Yu Ping's father, Accountant Yu, understood Ren Gewei's preferences far better than Wang Xue's mother. Ren Wai Zui was not only lecherous, but his wife also suffered from diabetes, and Wai Er Shi (Wai Er Shi's son) was already simmering with resentment, constantly complaining day and night. Now, the matter was to be decided by Ren Wai Zui—the final decision. Accountant Yu knew that giving Ren any kind of ticket or certificate was less effective than giving him a woman. There were several underground factories in the village that sold hair and meat, divided into three levels. Accountant Yu originally wanted to give Wai Er Shi a serving of high-quality fresh meat dumplings, an attractive offer despite the high price. Unexpectedly, his wife, Yu Ping's mother, scoffed and rejected the idea.
With that crooked mouth of his, his long, ugly saliva is worse than an old cow's stinking butt, and you still give him first-class goods? You haven't heard? His wife has that disease, her little thing is rotten like a pile of mud, yet he still works like crazy, ruining his wife's life by giving her two days of IV drips, and you give him third-class goods? That's still a thousand times better than his diabetic wife. You—the grain depot accountant—have your face, plus a third-class female goods to suck on, that's top-class, more than enough—a gift for that crooked-mouthed man. Accountant Yu's reasoning was quite reasonable, so he followed her advice and selected a third-class, third-grade, first-class woman, exceeding the standard. The woman's name was also quite nice, surnamed Pang, named Pang Juanji. She looked presentable, and she was quite familiar with Accountant Yu—yes, Accountant Yu often slipped her grain and sugar coupons into her pocket. She lived behind the township food store, her house was quite clean, and the place was secluded enough.
Accountant Yu thought, "This woman may be third-rate, but her bedroom skills are unparalleled—even I, as the grain depot accountant, have taken a liking to her. You, you crooked mouth, won't object for life." Accountant Yu and Pang Juanji negotiated and agreed on a price, stipulating that the third party, Revolutionary Committee Member Ren, would have a meal with the woman that night. At 10 PM, Revolutionary Committee Member Ren and Accountant Yu went to Pang Juanji's house together. A plate of pig's head meat, a dish of peanuts, and two bottles of strong liquor were served. The three of them—one woman and two men—drank them all. Half an hour later, Accountant Yu got up as planned to attend to his late-night business. His wife, worried that he would also eat at the grain depot, waited for him at the depot for half an hour before returning to sign in.
Pang Juanji did indeed look very decent, not at all like a prostitute. Wai Zuizi, of course, knew of Pang Juanji's reputation, but had never been with her. They had eaten meat and drunk wine, and the light bulb for the accountant had gone out. The man was restless, and the woman was eager for business; both were determined to get things done quickly and decisively, sharing the same intention.
"Come on, let's do it!" Pang Juanji hugged Ren Gewei and kissed him on the lips, smiling and speaking frankly.
"Take it off, buddy, everyone take yours off, don't be shy." Ren Gewei readily accepted the challenge.
"Turn off the lights? Do you like doing things with the lights on?" Pang Juanji asked with a smile as she unbuttoned her blouse.
Why turn off the lights? Keep them on and do your work. Everyone should enjoy their own senses and limbs equally. Fairness and justice prevail. Don't turn off the lights.
Three minutes later, a man and a woman, completely naked, were about to get into bed when Ren Gewei suddenly scanned them and saw that Pang Juanji's lips were drooping long and dark.
Wait, let me see… Ren Gewei pushed Pang Juanji’s front hips under the light. Upon closer inspection, Pang Juanji’s BBC lips drooped down to a length of about a foot and a half, black like Bao Zheng’s mouth on the stage. Damn, with such loose skin and sloppy appearance, it was like a mudfish entering the Pacific Ocean, neither here nor there, and what kind of smell did it have…
Hmm! You seem to be quite busy with work… Those long, dark lips instantly killed Ren Gewei's interest, making him want to leave. He thought, "Why bother with your half-foot-long piece of rotten skin? I'd rather go back and mess around with my wife's rotten mud…"
Pang Juanji didn't notice that the man surnamed Ren seemed reluctant to leave. She quickly pulled him aside and said, "What are you being so polite about? Don't be so coy and pretend to be a gentleman. Come on, I'm getting impatient..."
After saying that, she pulled Ren Gewei onto the bed, spread her legs wide, and positioned Ren Gewei between her legs in a spread-eagle position. Now, Pang Juanji's BBC puncture point was even clearer. Whether it was because Pang Juanji's body was twisting or because her labia were too long and pulled to one side, the BBC puncture point was perfectly positioned in a triangular shape, crooked to the left and right, looking so lifelike... so incredibly lifelike, just like Ren Gewei's crooked mouth...
Upon seeing this, Ren Gewei knew his own crooked mouth like the back of his hand better than anyone else. His first thought upon seeing it was, "Damn it, you accountant, your ancestors for a hundred and eight generations, your grandmother, you deliberately made this a mess of things for me! This BBC, I swear to God, you're the one who's going to die! You're the only one of its kind on Earth!"
At that moment, Ren Gewei was lost in thought, his mouth twisted with anger, his voice rising and falling, becoming more and more like Pang Juanji's BBC. He felt a mixture of wanting to cry and laugh, a bittersweet mix of sorrow and resentment, creating a symphony of laughter and tears. Heh heh heh ha ha ha! Good for him! He wanted to leave immediately, but then he thought, "If I leave, Accountant Yu will know I look down on his gifts, and Yu Ping's failure to be elected will surely be my revenge for deliberately underperforming." Fine, fine, since I'm here, I'll give Accountant Yu some face, I'll just pretend I'm doing this to your daughter Yu Ping…
At this moment, Pang Juanji became aroused. The BBC was buzzing with desire. Seeing that the man surnamed Ren was just standing there, looking but slowly not getting into position, she pulled him and said, "Quick, stop looking, hurry up and get in! There's going to be a beautiful woman soon..."
By this time, even the revolutionary committee member, devoid of passion, had to go through with it. He simply finished the task—like a plop, just as he had predicted, the drill bit and rod were like a broken toilet, neither touching the bottom nor the shore, without any friction or contraction. He just went through the motions a few times, lacking interest and strength, and the second-generation crooked man—softly abdicated and crookedly left the crooked door. Pang Juanji, just as the platinum ignition point was about to be lit, cried out and grabbed him, "You, you, you, your neck went weak before you even got started! You're going to drive your mother crazy… Don't go, hurry up and fuck me! I'm in a hurry to ignite it…"
No, no, your second brother has never been through your bottomless pit of being a golden-nosed, white-haired rat spirit, and he ran away in fright…
Afterwards, the Revolutionary Committee member asked Pang Juanji: "How much work did the leaders assign you? Are you working non-stop, 24/7? How did you manage to exhaust your second sister like this? Her lips are so thin and chapped..."
Pang Juanji said: "They're all those bastards from the food business department. They ate some pig offal and then lined up to vent their anger. The ones with that kind of energy... some are like... wild mountain donkeys that haven't been sitting around for three or four years..."
That night, Ren Gewei described it as more of a humiliation than an enjoyment. Ironically, the very next day came Wang Xue's mother, a unique Shanghai-style feast. One moment disgusted, the next comfortable; one was the perfect match. It was truly fortunate that Wang Xue managed to snatch Yu Ping, the school beauty, back from the brink of disaster overnight…

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