[Urban] The Harem Chronicles of the City (Complete) - 1-3

[Synopsis] Liu Pengfei, a recent college graduate. After a difficult graduation process, he finally landed a job at a bank. On his very first day, he was swept off his feet by a passionate encounter with a mature white-collar woman. A man who isn't a ladies' man is no man at all! From then on, he was constantly surrounded by women, his love life flourishing. His harem was legendary, and Liu Pengfei began his life of womanizing. White-collar office ladies, models, charming mature women, beautiful married women, noble and beautiful female bosses, flirtatious colleagues, wives of high-ranking officials, glamorous policewomen, and even young girls—one after another, beauties threw themselves into his arms! And what man would want without stockings? Maturity? Flirtation? Taboo? Allure? Married women? Lust?

Chapter 001 Passionate as Fire

Yang Pengfei is a recent college graduate. He had been searching for a job for a long time without success, even though his internship grades were excellent, top-notch.

During his job search, he finally understood reality, and the blows that shattered his confidence! Those who frequented university often claimed it was a microcosm of society, but Yang Pengfei scoffed at this. He saw it as nothing compared to the outside world, merely child's play.

The outside world had everything; as the saying goes, "In a large forest, you can find all kinds of birds!" That's absolutely true! Despite the hardships and setbacks of his job search, Liu Pengfei eventually found a job.

The period of searching for work after graduation was agonizing, leaving him exhausted. He understood why people say the biggest changes occur after graduation and entering the workforce.

Liu Pengfei felt he had matured and gained a lot of experience. However, he noticed the biggest changes weren't in himself, but in some of the girls. These girls were often pampered princesses, untouched by hardship. Their university romances were sweet and carefree, unaware of the excitement of life. But

when they entered the workforce and faced responsibilities, they discovered reality wasn't so perfect. After these setbacks, lacking connections and facing prejudice against women in companies, their job search was exceptionally difficult.

Some women don't think about striving, but about finding shortcuts, even selling themselves to get a job! Some become mistresses! Others enter the world of pleasure, living a life of debauchery!

Liu Pengfei isn't a woman; he has no connections, only a heart that constantly grows through setbacks! Today, he successfully interviewed at a bank and finally secured a job. Although the salary isn't high, at least he has one!

Besides, what high-paying job is possible for recent college graduates unless they are exceptionally talented or have special abilities! Liu Pengfei is very satisfied with his current job.

He got it at a bank, which he considers quite good! Liu Pengfei wouldn't dare dream of working at a state-owned bank; state-owned banks aren't easy to get into, because those places require connections or a high level of education.

"Cooking? It smells delicious!" Liu Pengfei, in a good mood after finding a job, said to Qin Xiaolu, who was cooking!

Qin Xiaolu was Liu Pengfei's girlfriend from college; they got together in their sophomore year and have been together for several years now.

Qin Luyao is beautiful and has a great figure. She's tall and has a graceful demeanor.

Liu Pengfei pursued her for a long time before finally winning her over. Although she had many suitors at the time, Liu Pengfei still managed to win her over! At the beginning of university relationships, everyone thinks it's just for fun, a casual relationship. It's a common belief in universities that you must have a relationship; failing courses, skipping classes, and playing games are the true essence of university life!

Liu Pengfei was influenced by this idea, which is why he pursued Qin Luyao. Initially, they thought it was just for fun, but as their relationship developed, they became inseparable, feeling like they couldn't live without each other!

Qin Luyao and Liu Pengfei's relationship is very deep; otherwise, they wouldn't have stayed together even after graduation, unlike many university couples who naturally break up on graduation day!

Liu Pengfei hasn't found a job, and after running out of money, he's too embarrassed to ask his family for more. So, he's been relying on Qin Luyao's money to make ends meet.

Liu Pengfei is quite satisfied with how things have turned out for him. Unlike Liu Pengfei, Qin Xiaolu quickly landed a secretarial job at a foreign trade company after graduating from university thanks to her excellent grades and beautiful, dignified appearance.

Although he noticed that Qin Xiaolu had changed a lot after graduation—no longer the naive girl she once was, and more secretive—she wouldn't tell him many things, and her desire for money and fame had also increased—their relationship remained good.

Qin Xiaolu was cooking. She knew Liu Pengfei was home as soon as she heard the noise. She assumed he would collapse into bed as usual, but today, surprisingly, he praised her cooking.

This hadn't happened in a long time.

"Is there some good news?" Qin Xiaolu asked Liu Pengfei with a smile.

"Yes, I found a job at a bank. How about that? Isn't your man amazing?" Liu Pengfei said with a smile

. "Pengfei, you're amazing! I love you so much!" Qin Xiaolu kissed Liu Pengfei's cheek and said.

To celebrate finding a job, Liu Pengfei and Qin Xiaolu had a romantic candlelight dinner.

The two of them ate dinner, and sometimes, when their feelings were deep, they would kiss until midnight.

"Let's sleep! You have to go to work tomorrow!" Qin Luyao's face was flushed, like a ripe peach, making Liu Pengfei want to pounce on her and take a bite.

Yang Pengfei checked the time on his phone; it was already 12:40 AM. It was indeed time to sleep; tomorrow was his first day back at work, and he couldn't appear listless.

Tonight, Liu Pengfei had drunk quite a bit, and he felt lightheaded. His penis was erect, and the alcohol had caused waves of heat in his lower abdomen! The burning sensation was almost unbearable for Liu Pengfei. His eyes were bloodshot as he looked at Qin Luyao, carefully admiring her beautiful face in the bright moonlight streaming through the window.

Qin Luyao, after drinking, possessed a unique charm. The bright moonlight streaming through the window bathed her in a hazy, alluring beauty. Her smooth forehead, delicate eyelashes, even breathing, and the way her slightly slumped body revealed a deep cleavage through the neckline of her silk nightgown, all contributed to her allure.

Yang Pengfei felt a surge of heat rise from his lower abdomen, and his manhood began to stir. Looking at Qin Luyao's full, shapely breasts, accentuated by her nightgown, he realized what many men desired.

Yang Pengfei gazed at Qin Luyao, a growing urge stirring within him. These past few days, he had been busy job hunting during the day and searching for job postings in the newspapers and sending out applications at night, leaving him without intimacy with Qin Luyao for a long time. She had hinted at it several times, but Yang Pengfei lacked the energy and interest, so he pretended not to understand, much to Qin Luyao's frustration and occasional tantrums.

Yang Pengfei could no longer resist such temptation. He was a man, and a man with normal physiological needs. He passionately embraced Qin Luyao, one hand involuntarily slipping inside her nightgown, gently caressing her smooth skin. Gradually, his hand lingered on her proud, shimmering breasts, lightly teasing them with his fingers.

Under the moonlight, Qin Luyao's face flushed, and her breathing became rapid. Yang Pengfei knew Qin Luyao was aroused and responding to his teasing. He felt a surge of pleasure and kneaded her breasts more vigorously, moving closer to her.

Chapter 002 Online Colleague

"Pengfei, you're so annoying! It's so late and you're still not asleep, thinking about these things. You have to go to work tomorrow," Qin Xiaolu said coquettishly, but she didn't stop Yang Pengfei's actions. Besides, she was also a little eager, after all, it had been a long time since they had done it.

"Baby! I want you!" Yang Pengfei said, and then squeezed Qin Xiaolu's nipple hard.

"Ah!" Qin Xiaolu let out a soft gasp, and just as she was about to scold him, Yang Pengfei sealed her lips with his. Under Yang Pengfei's double stimulation, Qin Xiaolu's desire exploded uncontrollably. Her hands roamed wildly over Yang Pengfei's broad back and waist, and Yang Pengfei's hands were also frantically roaming over Qin Xiaolu's body.

Qin Xiaolu was wearing a silk bra with embroidered lace and very narrow panties. Some of the pubic hair on her lower abdomen was exposed. Not only were her breasts full and tender, and her thighs long and smooth, but the pubic hair on her lower abdomen was also very thick, making her very sexy.

Yang Pengfei's restless hands slid from Qin Luyao's shoulder to her armpit, his right palm pressing against her well-developed breasts. He then began to gently knead the base of her snow-white breasts with the base of his thumb and forefinger. Qin Luyao did not protest, only letting out soft, panting breaths in Yang Pengfei's arms. This gentle action clearly stimulated her greatly; Yang Pengfei's index finger felt Qin Luyao's nipples harden, a feeling clearly audible even through her bra.

Therefore, Yang Pengfei's entire hand covered Qin Luyao's snow-white, full breasts, kneading her hardened nipples.

Qin Luyao's head no longer rested against Yang Pengfei's chest; she lifted her head and kissed her way down from behind his ear, her lips seeking his. Yang Pengfei naturally cooperated, turning his head, their lips meeting tightly once more. Yang Pengfei's hands stopped moving, focusing on kissing her, and Qin Luyao also tried to lightly tap his front teeth with her tongue.

"Is she trying to come in?"

Yang Pengfei's tongue darted out to meet Qin Luyao's arrival. He swallowed her saliva, and she made "mmm" sounds, as if trying to reclaim what she had swallowed him. They kissed passionately and deeply until Yang Pengfei felt it was time to go further, at which point they stopped.

Qin Luyao reluctantly withdrew her tongue, watching as Yang Pengfei placed her legs on his thighs, now at a 45-degree angle to him. Qin Luyao's hands encircled his neck, and she pressed her lips closer, wanting more of his tenderness. Without hesitation, Yang Pengfei

moved his lips closer, and they kissed passionately again. At the same time, Yang Pengfei's hands reached around her neck, searching for the thin straps of her backless dress.

Qin Luyao took Yang Pengfei's hands and placed them on her large, soft, and smooth breasts. Yang Pengfei's hands slipped inside her bra, grasping her bright red nipples. Then Yang Pengfei untied the thin strap behind her neck, pulled down the front of her backless dress, and reached behind her to find the straps of her bra. He was determined to free her breasts and reveal their naturally alluring curves.

Yang Pengfei gently untied Qin Luyao's clothes, and her breasts sprang out. The nipples were still pink, but they looked larger today, the areolas swollen, pinkish-white, and rounded, standing proudly before Yang Pengfei.

Yang Pengfei lightly kissed his way down Qin Luyao's pink neck to her snow-white cleavage. She let out soft moans, encouraging him to advance towards her nipples. Yang Pengfei's hands held her waist, while his mouth played with Qin Luyao's pink nipples, sometimes gently biting, sometimes circling the tips with his tongue.

Qin Luyao weakly rested her head on Yang Pengfei's left shoulder, softly moaning and panting in his ear, as if approving of everything he was doing. Yang Pengfei applied a little more pressure to rub her, and Qin Luyao let out a captivating moan.

"Ah ah... ah ah ah... ah ah... ah ah... ah ah... ah ah... ah ah... ah ah... ah ah... ah ah... ah ah... ah ah... ah ah... ah ah..."

Hearing the moans emanating from Qin Luyao's sexy, rosy lips, Yang Pengfei's lewd smile deepened, and he sucked even harder on Qin Luyao's nipples, one hand gently caressing her pubic area. A sweet pleasure gradually spread throughout Qin Luyao's body, and she began to moan. Yang Pengfei could feel that her tender, red vulva was already a swamp, so he gently scratched it with his lewd fingers, scraping up and down between her two luscious labia.

The ecstatic pleasure made Qin Luyao pant and moan incessantly, her legs kicking uncontrollably against the white sheets.

Yang Pengfei then used his tongue and teeth to play with the buds on her breasts, while his other hand restlessly explored her vulva.

Yang Pengfei used his left hand to probe the lush greenery between Qin Luyao's legs, slipping it under her skirt and tracing its way up her thighs. Then, his lewd hand suddenly slipped inside her panties, rubbing against the outside of her vulva, his white fingers, coated with milky white fluid, pressing against the pink clitoris and rubbing it vigorously.

Under Yang Pengfei's teasing, Qin Luyao felt a surge of heat in her lower body, her cheeks flushed red, partly from shyness and nervousness, and partly from sexual arousal, making her appear even more charming and alluring.

Looking at the intense desire emanating from Qin Luyao's dignified yet aloof face, Yang Pengfei's lewd smile grew even more wanton. He caressed Qin Luyao's smooth skin more forcefully, his desire almost uncontrollable; his engorged, dark brown penis seemed about to burst from his pants.

Yang Pengfei noticed that Qin Luyao's lower body was already slightly wet. He tilted his head back, his tongue tracing the curve of her pale neck, seeking her lips, wanting to roam freely within them once more.

Qin Luyao gently accepted Yang Pengfei's advances, their lips meeting again.

Yang Pengfei's left hand was already ready, relentlessly ravaging the outside of Qin Luyao's tender, red vulva. He gently caressed her pink pearl, and Qin Luyao let out a soft moan as she felt his middle and index fingers slowly penetrate her tender, red opening.

After several explorations, Yang Pengfei knew where Qin Luyao's sensitive spots were, and he stroked them with his fingers. Yang Pengfei felt her trembling, a tremor that arose with his caresses on her sensitive spots, and soft, seductive moans continued to escape Qin Luyao's throat.

"Ah... Ahhh... Ahhh... Ahhh... Ahhh... Ahhh... Ahhh... Ahhh... Ahhh... Ahhh... Ahhh... Ahhh... Ahhh... Ahhh... Ahhh... Ahhh..."

As Qin Luyao groaned again, it wasn't just her lower body that was stimulated, but her upper body as well. Their tongues were locked in a fiery battle in her mouth, going back and forth, their tongues intertwining, sometimes Yang Pengfei would lick her teeth, and she would play with the base of Yang Pengfei's tongue.

Yang Pengfei sensed Qin Luyao's reaction. Her hand traced down his chest, searching for his belt, then moved towards his lower abdomen. She gently grasped his erect penis, caressing it through his pants. Her caresses made his penis throb painfully; the pants alone were no longer enough to satisfy him. So, Yang Pengfei withdrew his hand from her skirt and moved her legs off his thighs.

Qin Luyao cleverly stood up and squatted in front of Yang Pengfei, pulling down his pants. His penis immediately and eagerly emerged.

Qin Luyao's hand received this greedy spot. She gave her lover a shy yet resentful glare, then lowered her head, involuntarily sticking out her tongue to lightly lick the tip of his penis—one of Yang Pengfei's most sensitive areas.

Soon, Qin Luyao's sexy, rosy lips had already accommodated this monstrous thing. Her technique was extremely provocative; she gently bit the outer part of his penis with her teeth, moving her head up and down, sometimes pulling it left and right. The tip of Yang Pengfei's penis occasionally touched the depths of her throat, and his reaction became increasingly intense, his penis swelling larger and larger.

Yang Pengfei's hand wanted to reach for Qin Luyao's breasts, to open it and caress her mounds, but at that moment, he felt his lower abdomen vibrate for the first time. Yang Pengfei quickly stopped her movements, and Qin Luyao looked up at him, puzzled. Yang Pengfei read her displeasure in her eyes, so he used both hands to help her up, Qin Luyao's hands still tightly gripping his penis.

Yang Pengfei whispered anxiously in Qin Luyao's ear, "Wife, if you keep playing around like this, your husband is going to ejaculate."

"Hehe...you big bad guy...I want your little brother to ejaculate, because it always tries to bully me, hurting me so much every night...I'm going to take care of it, so you won't be so naughty!"

Qin Luyao finished speaking and chuckled sweetly, lightly kissing Yang Pengfei's cheek. She then squatted back down in front of his penis, loosening her grip slightly, but instead, she began to play with his penis with her tongue. This time, however, Qin Luyao wasn't as eager as before. She first licked along the edge of Yang Pengfei's penis, gradually moving down until she took the entire penis into her mouth, one hand occasionally stroking it up and down, sometimes even taking the scrotum into her mouth.

Yang Pengfei was deeply moved and wanted to bring Qin Luyao to the peak of orgasm as well, so he reached under her armpits to lift her up. Qin Luyao stopped what she was doing, straightened her body, and stood up. Yang Pengfei's hand lifted her skirt along her thigh, and Qin Luyao straddled his lap, her legs spread wide.

She wrapped her arms around his neck, moving forward, her mouth searching for his.

Yang Pengfei turned and pressed his lips tightly against hers, letting her arms hold him tightly. Soon, their tongues were intertwined again. Instantly, only their breathing filled the spacious bedroom.

Yang Pengfei's hand quickly left her breasts, groping across the smooth silk nightgown. He lifted the hem, his large hand reaching up her thigh, first touching the smooth texture of the stockings, then the creases of the lace trim, and finally a thin garter belt running through her smooth skin. He then moved his hand to her inner thigh, and further up, a few strands of pubic hair peeking out from her panties touched Yang Pengfei's hand. Then, Yang Pengfei pressed down on the full, moist mound in the center. Qin Luyao let out a muffled "oh" from Yang Pengfei's mouth, her eyes wide with terror.

Yang Pengfei rubbed and kneaded her for a while, and juices flowed freely from her full, tender vulva. The milky white juice flowing from Qin Luyao's bright red vulva quickly soaked her small white panties. Yang Pengfei pulled the white panties down into a thin rope and tightened it in the middle. He then moved it left and right between her plump labia. Yang Pengfei could feel the opening of her bright red vulva slightly contracting and expanding. The fleshy glans of the opening was pushing and squeezing, and streams of milky white juice gushed out from inside, flowing down the rope and easily wetting his fingers.

Yang Pengfei restored the cloth to its original state, rubbed his palm against the tender walls of her vulva a few times, and then inserted a finger through the thin fabric. A gush of hotter, milky-white fluid welled up, the meager amount of cloth offering no resistance to the overflowing fluid. As his finger continued to probe Qin Luyao's bright red vulva, the milky-white fluid quickly covered his finger, some dripping onto his palm. "Delicate and juicy," was Yang Pengfei's assessment of Qin Luyao's beautiful vulva.

Under the exploration of Yang Pengfei's hands, especially the teasing of his fingers, Qin Luyao quickly reached orgasm. After a while, recovering from the afterglow of her climax, Qin Luyao's lips finally parted from Yang Pengfei's.

Qin Luyao then repeated her earlier actions. She squatted down, pulled Yang Pengfei's penis out, and gently took it into her mouth. Her pink tongue lightly licked the tip, and she gradually took the entire shaft into her mouth.

Yang Pengfei's penis continued to swell, filling Qin Luyao's mouth, while she still used her clumsy technique. Soon, Yang Pengfei was about to ejaculate and quickly patted her head to signal her.

However, Qin Luyao seemed oblivious, still holding it tightly and increasing the speed of her up-and-down movements.

Yang Pengfei only felt his penis getting hotter and hotter, while Qin Luyao continued to suck on it like a baby's mouth.

Yang Pengfei had been accumulating a bellyful of lust that had not been released, and now he could no longer hold back. He suddenly felt a numbness in his perineum, knowing that he was about to explode. He quickly pushed his penis deep into Qin Luyao's mouth and then tried to pull the head out of her mouth.

"Wife, how about we try something different?"

"What kind of torture are you planning this time?"

"Hehe... I absolutely love your little feet in those stockings. Use them to give me some pleasure!"

"Ugh... You stinky husband, all you do is humiliate me!" She had specially put stockings on Yang Pengfei tonight because he loved them.

Qin Luyao's perfect body gleamed with a captivating porcelain-like luster in the sunlight. She wore thin, transparent flesh-colored stockings, revealing her snow-white, jade-like thighs, full and rounded. Especially the inner thighs, exposed outside the stockings, were a dazzling expanse of white, incredibly tender, forming a striking contrast with the dark pubic hair below—the white was blinding, the black glossy.

Her calves were long and shapely, with beautiful curves, encased in a layer of flesh-colored sheer stockings that almost blended into her skin; her ankles were slender and lustrous, her toes long and white, with slightly high arches, the subtle, rounded curves utterly captivating, enough to make one's nose bleed; her delicate toes were gracefully curled, alluringly encased in an even darker layer of flesh-colored sheer stockings;

through the darker layer of stockings covering her toes, her full, neat, yet tender toes were seen, pressed tightly together and then slightly parted as she moved; her toenails were bright red, gleaming with a hazy sheen. Oh, this beauty, these perfect feet, if she were to use those feet to crush Yang Pengfei to death, he would be utterly helpless.

She walked over and gracefully removed Yang Pengfei's clothes piece by piece, until soon he was completely naked before her. She pressed her face close to Yang Pengfei's, her two snow-white breasts swaying gently in front of her. Yang Pengfei could smell the faint scent of her perfume. Her beautiful, misty eyes looked at him with an ambiguous gaze, her sexy red lips glistening with desire. She breathed softly on him, her breath fresh and clean.

Her delicate, boneless hands grasped Yang Pengfei's large penis, gently stroking it until it became very erect. She pressed it down, her palm sliding along the glans, and the penis bounced back powerfully, hard and throbbing incessantly.

Qin Luyao was very satisfied with Yang Pengfei's erection, smiling broadly, and released his penis. She lightly pressed one finger against Yang Pengfei's strong pectoral muscles, her gaze both teasing and admiring as she looked at his upper body. She took a few light steps and began to circle around him, her scarlet nails gently scraping across his chest, arms, and strong back muscles, then back to his pectoral muscles. She withdrew her finger and stopped in front of him, her gaze meeting his. She said, "You big bad guy, didn't you like my stockings? To reward you for finding a job today, I'll give you a footjob. You big bad guy, are you happy now? Satisfied?"

She then knelt down, her sexy red lips and soft, boneless hands working together to stroke and suck on Yang Pengfei's penis a few times, the head peeking out from under the foreskin.

Then she lay down on the grass in front of Yang Pengfei, and he sat down as well. With a smile on her face, Qin Luyao gently raised her legs, her small feet in flesh-colored transparent stockings flat on the ground. The edges of her feet gently gripped Yang Pengfei's hard penis, and she slowly moved it up and down. The edges of her feet were soft, and the flesh-colored transparent stockings were silky smooth. His penis was immersed in an unknown gentle land, and it involuntarily became erect twice and jumped twice. The head of his penis felt a pain from over-erection.

Qin Luyao's smile deepened. She continued to tease Yang Pengfei's penis with the edges of her feet, then pressed her soles together, her fleshy arches clamping down on his erect member. The smooth, sheer flesh-colored stockings covered an even larger area of the head, and the gentle friction made Yang Pengfei's breathing and heartbeat quicken. Yang Pengfei could hear himself panting heavily and his heart pounding. Soon, sweat beaded on his forehead.

Qin Luyao continued to tease him with her flesh-colored stockings, carefully observing the changes in his erection. Her sexy, rosy lips opened wider, her expression focused, and she giggled. It seemed she really enjoyed seeing Yang Pengfei's penis, hard as could be, enveloped in her soft, sheer flesh-colored stockings.

Qin Luyao's teasing with her flesh-colored stockings increased in speed, and just as his penis was about to ejaculate, she stopped. A hint of smugness played on her lips as she changed tactics, continuing to toy with Yang Pengfei's penis.

She slightly extended one leg, gently placing the sole across Yang Pengfei's lower abdomen. The smooth, flesh-colored sheer stockings made contact with his abdominal muscles, and the warmth of her foot sent a surge of heat through his abdomen, instantly spreading throughout his body. Every hair on his body seemed to stand on end, each pore feeling as if filled with the silky smoothness of the sheer stockings.

Then, she held her other foot upright, pushing his erect penis forward. His penis was pressed against the sheer, flesh-colored stocking-clad foot, which gently caressed and massaged it, sending an indescribable wave of pleasure through him, which Yang Pengfei thoroughly enjoyed.

Every now and then, she would withdraw her small foot from the massage, point her toes, and use them to tease Yang Pengfei's dangling scrotum, gently kicking the bulging testicles. The touch of her testicles against the stockings sent a slight pain through her, yet her entire body felt an intense pleasure that made her want to cry out.

Qin Luyao continued with new tricks. She lifted her smooth, flesh-colored, sheer stockings, and through the thin layer of stockings, pressed them against the base of his penis. Her big toe slightly parted, gripping the shaft, she moved it upwards to the lower edge of the glans, then squeezed firmly, pressing her entire foot against the shaft. With a slight twist of her ankle, she coordinated with her other foot, which was also covered in stockings, to quickly and powerfully rub Yang Pengfei's entire penis.

His entire penis felt as if it were encased in a pile of silky, flesh-colored transparent stockings, the texture exquisite and the stimulation continuous. A small stream of pre-ejaculate uncontrollably oozed from the urethral opening, dripping down the head of his penis onto the red-clad toes, creating a deeper patch of flesh and red.

Qin Luyao used her flesh-colored transparent stockings to perform footjob on Yang Pengfei, while pulling his hand to her already overflowing, bright red and tender vulva. The sounds of milky white fluid gushing out and the rustling of the grass rubbing together created a symphony. Yang Pengfei would occasionally stretch out two fingers to pry open the two luscious, plump labia, revealing the inner view of the bright red vulva walls. The tiny urethral opening and the slightly protruding pink clitoris were clearly visible. Below was the deep and tight jade cave, from which milky white fluid was trickling out. The nectar flowed over the pink anus and dripped onto the spotless white sheets, leaving them wet.

Yang Pengfei was a man with intense desires; how could he possibly resist? The lewd scenery and the silky smooth feel of his penis made Yang Pengfei's blood boil, his eyes bloodshot and almost bulging out of their sockets. Yang Pengfei couldn't take it anymore; he wanted to fuck her to death. Yang Pengfei removed the soft hands pressing against his penis, pounced on her, placed his hands on the back of her silky legs, straightened his body, spread his thighs, and thrust into her petals. With a soft plop, the head of his penis entered. His rock-hard penis eagerly plunged into the juicy, bright red orifice, and a frenzied thrusting began, the sounds of their union filling the air.

"...Hehehehehe...hehehehehe...hehehehehe...hehehehehe...hehehehehe...hehehehehe...hehehehehe...hehehehehe...hehehehehe...hehehehehe...hehehehehe...hehehehehe...good husband, so comfortable...so comfortable..."

Qin Luyao let out a lewd giggle, her stockinged legs raised high, draped over Yang Pengfei's shoulders, her flesh-colored toes swaying incessantly with each thrust. The intense pleasure from the vigorous thrusting of his penis forced Qin Luyao to straighten her stockinged toes, her toes rubbing together, the thin stockings stretched taut, almost about to burst.

Perhaps Yang Pengfei's thrusting was too forceful, for Qin Luyao's tender, red vulva finally couldn't take it anymore. Suddenly, Qin Luyao let out a soft cry from her sexy, rosy lips: "Husband... be gentle... it hurts a little down there."

Yang Pengfei felt the spasms and twitches inside her vulva, gently kissed Qin Luyao's lips, and then smiled: "Wife... just bear with it a little longer... it'll be over soon."

With a final push, Yang Pengfei thrust in all the way. The deeper his penis went, the tighter her vulva gripped him. Both of them felt as if an electric current was passing through their bodies, an incredibly pleasurable sensation.

Then Yang Pengfei's penis began to move vigorously again, thrusting in and out, and Qin Luyao let out sweet moans and groans. Her beautiful eyes, misty with moisture, were slightly narrowed, and she twisted her waist and swayed her hips to match Yang Pengfei's movements. Yang Pengfei enjoyed himself while admiring Qin Luyao's snow-white breasts. What two exquisite beauties! Their breasts swayed like waves, their nipples tender and red, exuding a rich, milky fragrance.

Yang Pengfei's heart itched at the sight, and he couldn't help but reach out and play with them. He could barely hold one in each hand; these two things were extra-large steamed buns. He pushed, pressed, grabbed, and fiddled with their nipples, giving Qin Luyao another kind of pleasure. His penis below was relentlessly thrusting, each stroke making her tender, red vagina squelch with a soft, wet sound. Streams of milky white fluid flowed continuously, wetting their lower bodies and the sheets. Truly, it was an endless display of passion, a scene of unparalleled

beauty, a sight to behold. Yang Pengfei reveled in this blissful moment, feeling incredibly happy. He lay on Qin Luyao's warm, soft body, thrusting joyfully, hundreds of times in one go, an experience beyond words. Her warm, tender opening enveloped his penis completely, so much fluid soaking into his glans with incredible pleasure. Qin Luyao was also thoroughly enjoying herself, writhing her body in tantalizing rhythm with Yang Pengfei's movements. Her arms, initially outstretched on the bed, then, in the throes of ultimate pleasure, climbed like vines around Yang Pengfei's neck, her moans rising higher and higher, like celestial music, leaving Yang Pengfei utterly captivated and unable to resist.

With a bed-bound beauty like Qin Luyao, it was impossible not to be devoted to her, even unto death.

She was a natural beauty, a man's nemesis!

After a while, Yang Pengfei suddenly stopped and said, "Baby, let's change positions."

Qin Luyao nodded with a smile, asking, "What position?"

Her voice was as gentle as clear lake water.

Yang Pengfei kissed her flushed cheeks and said, "Whatever position you like, we'll do it. You have a say in bed."

Qin Luyao thought for a moment and said, "I want to be the queen."

A defiant glint flashed in her eyes.

Yang Pengfei rolled off Qin Luyao and lay flat on his side, his penis standing erect like a large pillar. Qin Luyao squatted down, her beautiful eyes wide as she examined it, even touching it with her fingers. It wobbled like a roly-poly toy, glistening with moisture and emitting a distinctive human scent. Qin Luyao didn't find it repulsive, because she shared that scent.

She enthusiastically pushed it, played with it, held it, and stroked it, not feeling disgusted. Her face lacked any coldness or loneliness, replaced by joy, passion, and excitement. Furthermore, her usual elegance and beauty remained, setting her apart from other women.

Most women would look wanton in this situation, but Qin Luyao wouldn't. She only made people feel sexy, cute, and charming, wanting to have sex with her a thousand times in one night, and truly hold her body and her heart.

Yang Pengfei propped himself up on his arm, chuckling, "Baby...my little brother is thick and powerful, isn't it...do you like it?...I saw you eating with relish just now."

Qin Luyao smiled sweetly at him, her two snow-white breasts bouncing, making Yang Pengfei's throat dry. He thought to himself: Qin Luyao has so many captivating qualities, far more than just her alluring breasts. She's like a treasure trove, inexhaustible. As a man, I'm so lucky.

Qin Luyao then said, "Ugly big thing, always trying to do bad things, what's so great about it? So big, so long, so thick, so hard, it's terrifying. Every time it hurts inside my wife, I hate it so much I want to cut it off."

As she spoke, she playfully flicked her little brother with her finger, and the southern part of it began to sway and gleam with a lewd sheen, as if flirting with a beautiful woman.

Yang Pengfei chuckled and said, "Good wife...you're not telling the truth, are you? If I didn't have this thing, would you still love me so much?"

Qin Luyao's playful expression instantly turned dignified and serious, and she said from the bottom of her heart, "Even if you didn't have this ugly thing, I would still love you, never leave you, and live a life of mutual respect...If there is an afterlife, I would still be willing to be your wife, to be humiliated by you."

Yang Pengfei was deeply moved by Qin Luyao's confession, and his eyes softened. He pulled Qin Luyao into his arms and kissed her passionately again.

...

Qin Luyao leaned against Yang Pengfei's chest, reached out her slender hand to grasp his penis, adjusted the angle, and pressed it down. The glans, almost the size of an egg, slowly entered her bright red tender hole with Qin Luyao's unremitting efforts and the lubrication of milky white fluid, finally disappearing.

Qin Luyao wiggled her hips and spun around, her little brother being swallowed by her vagina, like a street performer swallowing a sword.

After a while, the little brother went in section by section until it disappeared, while Qin Luyao's vagina was stretched bulging, like a person holding a steamed bun in their mouth.

The glans touched the clitoris, and Qin Luyao was now firmly sitting on Yang Pengfei, letting out a long breath. The feeling of fullness inside her was indescribable; even the slightest movement of her hips sent currents through her nerves. It was joyful, comfortable, and wonderful, something she could remember for a lifetime.

Similarly, Yang Pengfei felt great. It was wonderful inside, possessing all the advantages of a beautiful vagina; his little brother inside felt like a child returning to its mother's embrace—warm, comfortable, and comforting.

Qin Luyao didn't move immediately, but instead leaned forward, lying on top of Yang Pengfei, rubbing her face against his, and said sweetly, "Husband, do you think it's beautiful? Is it good?"

Yang Pengfei was enjoying this blissful moment, so happy that he was completely oblivious to his surroundings. He placed his hands on Qin Luyao's delicate body, caressing her wantonly, almost as if she were touching jade or silk. But jade and silk were nowhere near as warm as Qin Luyao's body. He said, "Beautiful, so beautiful it's heavenly; so wonderful, so wonderful it makes my bones feel like they're melting."

Qin Luyao couldn't help but smile and said, "My dear husband, your words are as sweet as honey, no one can compare to you. I know that five out of ten of your words are just sweet talk, but I just love hearing them!"

Yang Pengfei's hands were kneading her buttocks, feeling their elasticity and fullness, and he said, "Wife, you can't wrong me. I might lie more to others, but to you, every word is the truth, the heartfelt words, from the bottom of my heart. Don't misunderstand me, I care a lot about my image in your eyes."

Qin Luyao chuckled and said, "Okay, I'll believe you for now, I don't have time to argue with you right now."

After saying this, she closed her beautiful eyes shyly and pressed her red lips against Yang Pengfei's mouth, kissing him passionately. At the same time, her hips moved, bringing their bodies together more intimately. They pressed against each other, relentlessly and passionately. Their hearts were like the night sky during the Spring Festival, with fireworks bursting brightly and triumphantly.

Driven by desire, Qin Luyao moved faster, making Yang Pengfei shout with pleasure.

Since lying down wasn't enough, Qin Luyao straightened up and changed from a straddle to a squatting position. This fully exposed her lower body to Yang Pengfei's eyes.

Squatting, Qin Luyao pressed her hands against her knees, using her waist to thrust her hips up and down, manipulating his penis. Her vagina was stretched wide, the penis disappearing and reappearing intermittently. Abundant love fluid gushed out, wetting their lower bodies, even their pubic hair glistening.

Qin Luyao moved faster and faster, her movements becoming more and more vigorous, her large breasts heaving violently, a dazzling sight. This delighted Yang Pengfei, who found it both enjoyable and exhilarating. He felt that the most beautiful sight in the world was the revelry of men and women, and the best revelry was making love with Qin Luyao. This was the epitome of "envying only the mandarin ducks

, not the immortals!" Qin Luyao worked hard, abandoning her usual shyness and reserve. This time, she took the initiative, actively enjoying the pleasures of being a woman. She breathed heavily, her breath sweet and fragrant; she swayed her hips, sensually manipulating them—she had never been so wild in her life. Her beautiful eyes narrowed, her face flushed, and her moans were truly melodious.

"Husband, dear husband, your little brother is going to crush me! I feel like I'm turning into pieces, drifting like snowflakes in all directions. Oh, this is going to kill me!"

She described her feelings in a moaning tone, her intoxicated state completely unlike Qin Luyao. She was clearly a lustful harlot.

Yang Pengfei occasionally assisted Qin Luyao by thrusting her hips forward, making his penis penetrate deeper and harder. His hands didn't rest either, reaching out to grasp and fondle her trembling breasts. What adorable creatures they were, as white as cotton, as lively as a white rabbit, as smooth as jade. The nipples were even more beautiful, swollen and large, more tempting than two cherries.

Yang Pengfei's hands busied themselves, grasping, pushing, pressing, and pinching her breasts, especially teasing the nipples with all his might, causing Qin Luyao to occasionally let out soft moans, adding to the pleasure of their encounter. Yang Pengfei, enjoying himself, sat up and sucked on her nipples. How sensitive the nipples were! Qin Luyao immediately couldn't bear it, crying out repeatedly, "Husband, darling, don't kiss me, it's so itchy! Don't bite me, it hurts! You're making me a slut!"

Her hips moved even more rapidly.

Yang Pengfei spat out one nipple, gazing at the wet, red one and laughing, "I just wanted you to get wild. A wife is more attractive when she's wild."

He then took the other nipple into his mouth and played with it. He did everything he could with his mouth; both nipples were hard and incredibly attractive.

Qin Luyao, being a woman, quickly became drenched in sweat after a while, and her pace slowed.

Seeing this, Yang Pengfei said, "Wife, let me fuck you. I guarantee I'll fuck you until you're in ecstasy, until you're overflowing with juices."

Qin Luyao wrapped her arms around Yang Pengfei's neck and murmured dreamily, "I'm so tired I can't stand it anymore, husband, fuck me, fuck my tender hole until it's pierced through, so it won't always feel itchy later."

Hearing this, Yang Pengfei became wildly excited. He said gruffly, "Good baby, my little wife, now I'll fuck your tender hole, fuck it until it's pierced through."

With that, he flipped over, and the two switched positions, Yang Pengfei now on top.

Yang Pengfei straddled her delicate body, first withdrawing his penis slightly to build up some traction. Qin Luyao immediately felt a void and said, "Husband, hurry up and put it in, it's itchy inside."

She pressed hard on Yang Pengfei's buttocks.

Yang Pengfei laughed and said, "Baby, what's the rush? Husband will fuck you now, I guarantee you'll feel amazing."

As he spoke, he rubbed his penis against her lower body for a while, making it itchy, and then thrust it all the way in with a soft "plop."

Qin Luyao exclaimed, "It's so good, like riding a boat, going up and down."

Yang Pengfei said, "The best is yet to come, just wait and enjoy."

He then leaned in to kiss her.

Qin Luyao, understanding the situation, opened her mouth and offered her tongue, their tongues entwining in a passionate, lingering kiss, while the battle below continued.

This time, Yang Pengfei was no longer so gentle, but rather forceful and aggressive, each thrust displaying masculine prowess and dominance. Qin Luyao, in turn, increasingly felt the strength of the man and the fragility of the woman during Yang Pengfei's conquest.

Yang Pengfei thrust over a thousand times in one go, causing Qin Luyao to cry out in pleasure, moaning loudly, "Husband, you're killing me... If this continues... I'll faint... I love you so much... I'd be willing to die..."

Her voice was more beautiful than celestial music, each note filled with the vanity of a man. Imagine lying on top of Qin Luyao, penetrating her beautiful vagina, listening to her singing, looking at her pretty face, and admiring her excited expression—what man wouldn't feel as happy as an emperor? Even being an emperor wouldn't feel this good.

Yang Pengfei, like a wolf, thrust into her relentlessly, his movements so powerful that Qin Luyao's moans became hoarse, which filled him with immense pride. After

countless thrusts, Qin Luyao said, "Husband, baby can't take it anymore, husband, I'm going to cum."

As she spoke, Yang Pengfei felt the walls of her vagina contracting, so he increased his speed, finally reaching a climax as fast as lightning and as swift as a whirlwind.

He continued his fierce thrusting, Qin Luyao's laughter turning into a chaotic chorus of lewd moans, followed by painful groans. Her stockinged feet gripped his shoulders tightly, her arches taut in a triumphant arc. Her lower body instantly collapsed, the tender, red walls of her vagina involuntarily writhing and grinding, the folds of flesh tightly constricting, waves of milky white fluid gushing out, the hot torrent repeatedly washing over Yang Pengfei's entire penis, almost melting it and merging it with the tender, red walls of her vagina.

Qin Luyao gasped repeatedly, taking a long time to recover from the intense orgasm. She slowly released her taut toes, exhaled, and continued to enjoy Yang Pengfei's thrusting, playfully extending one stockinged foot to his face. That stockinged foot was smooth as jade, yet exuded a seductive, sensual aura.

Soon, Qin Luyao reached her climax with a long, lewd cry. At that moment, she stretched out her arms and hugged him tightly, feeling as if they had become one.

Yang Pengfei also stopped, enjoying the pleasure of the teasing and the impact. He thought to himself: I'm in paradise, playing with a fairy. This kind of pleasure is incomparable.

Yang Pengfei looked at Qin Luyao, and saw that she had closed her beautiful eyes, her face was flushed, and there was still fragrant sweat on her forehead. She was truly indescribably beautiful. Yang Pengfei kissed her cheek and said, "Baby, tell me, does this feel good?"

Qin Luyao half-opened her eyes and said softly, "It feels so good, like dying once. It's so good to be human, to be able to enjoy this kind of exciting sexual climax."

Yang Pengfei smiled and said, "Yes, you have a hole, I have a 'Southern Kingdom,' and the 'Southern Kingdom' has to be placed inside the hole. That's human nature, that's the way things are."

Qin Luyao smiled and said softly, "Husband, you're not elegant at all, you're more like a rogue."

Yang Pengfei said, "Why would I need elegance? Having such a wonderful wife like you is enough. I'm willing to be your husband for life, to make my wife this happy every day."

As he spoke, he tried to get off her. He didn't want to press her down anymore, afraid she couldn't handle it. In Yang Pengfei's eyes, she was like a delicate flower, unable to withstand too much pressure.

Unexpectedly, Qin Luyao hugged his waist tightly, letting out a soft moan, "Husband, don't get up, just stay on top of me, it feels so good. I'm a little sleepy, let me sleep for a while."

She liked him like this. It made her feel safe, like they were one, of one heart. Also, his penis was inside her, making her feel full; once it was pulled out, she felt separated, the distance between them greater. This action wasn't just for show.

Yang Pengfei smiled smugly and said, "Okay. If you want, my penis will stay inside you, let's sleep for a while, catch up on some sleep, and then continue."

"Mmm!"

After a rest, another intense session ensued. Yang Pengfei, panting heavily, withdrew from Qin Luyao's body, lying down beside her, feeling happy and peaceful. He quickly fell into a deep sleep in Qin Luyao's gentle embrace.

...

Yang Pengfei and his girlfriend lived in Donghai City, a city with an exceptionally prosperous commercial economy.

It became a special economic zone during the reform and opening up period. After so many years of development, it is now filled with high-rise buildings and bustling traffic.

Yang Pengfei's company—Donghai Zhengguang Investment Development Bank—is located in a prime location in the city. It is a 30-story high-end office building. The first floor is the bank's lobby, occupying an entire floor with an area of several hundred square meters. Two lifelike stone lions stand in front of the entrance, giving it a very grand appearance. The bank's other departments are located on the 18th floor.

Standing in front of this luxurious office building, Yang Pengfei looked up at the ceiling. The sunlight reflected off the glass curtain wall was dazzling. Yang Pengfei quickly lowered his head, smoothed his hair, straightened his tie, took a deep breath, and then walked to the elevator with his head held high and pressed the button.

After a while, the elevator doors slowly opened, and Yang Pengfei stepped in. He turned around and pressed the red button marked "18." The elevator doors slowly closed.

Just then, a voice called out, "Wait!" Yang Pengfei quickly pushed the elevator door open, and it slowly opened again. A woman walked in, gave him a friendly smile, and said softly, "Thank you!"

"You're welcome!" Yang Pengfei replied casually, not thinking much of it.

The woman then noticed the red "18" button on the elevator wall and asked with a charming smile, "You're going to the 18th floor too? Are you also an employee of Zhengguang? I've never seen you before."

Looking at her captivating smile, Yang Pengfei's heart skipped a beat. He replied, "I'm new here. Today is my first day. Are you also an employee of Zhengguang?" As soon as the words left his mouth, Yang Pengfei secretly regretted it, feeling his question was rather foolish. She had clearly said she hadn't seen him at Zhengguang, which implied she was also an employee. He had asked an unnecessary question, and his expression became somewhat awkward.

The woman smiled and said, "Yes, I'm an employee of Zhengguang. Welcome to be my colleague." She extended her hand, and Yang Pengfei quickly followed suit, their hands clasped together.

Yang Pengfei found the woman's hand smooth and delicate, very comfortable to hold, and he was reluctant to let go. It was the woman who first released his hand, pulling it away. Only then did Yang Pengfei realize his mistake and hastily withdrew his hand, standing awkwardly to the side, unsure what to say. The woman smiled and said nothing more.

Yang Pengfei was filled with remorse, wanting to slap himself. His behavior on their first meeting was appalling; she might have mistaken him for a pervert. He stole a glance at the woman, seeing no anger on her face, and felt slightly relieved. He turned his head away, pretending to look straight ahead at the constantly changing numbers on the elevator wall. But after a while, Yang Pengfei couldn't help but steal glances at the woman again.

The woman was around twenty-five or twenty-six years old, with a typical oval face and very beautiful features. Her wine-red hair was piled high on her head, and she wore a black business suit. Her smooth calves were covered by silk stockings that emitted an alluring sheen, and she wore a pair of black high heels with delicate straps wrapped around her smooth, rounded ankles. Her entire outfit was noble yet elegant, dignified yet charming.

Finally, Yang Pengfei's gaze lingered on the woman's high, firm breasts, and he couldn't tear his eyes away. Her breasts were exceptionally full and perky, almost making one worry that they might burst free from her clothing at any moment.

Because Yang Pengfei was almost a head taller than the woman, he could vaguely see the lace trim of her black lace bra through the neckline of her clothes. Yang Pengfei swallowed hard, about to guess whether her bra size was 36D or 36E, when the elevator doors opened. The woman smiled at him, walked out, and disappeared around a corner.

Yang Pengfei muttered to himself, "What a pity, I didn't ask her name." But then he thought, "Since we already know we're colleagues, there will be plenty of opportunities to meet in the future." He felt relieved and quickly walked to the front desk, asked the receptionist for directions to the HR department, and then hurried to report for duty.

Chapter 003 The Little Devil of the Office

"Knock knock!" Yang Pengfei knocked on the door!

"Come in!"

"Director Wang, hello! I'm here to report for duty." Yang Pengfei pushed open the door and said.

"Oh, you're the new guy, Yang. Come in! Please have a seat!" Director Wang said with a smile.

Director Wang was an old man in his fifties, plump, with small eyes and a receding hairline revealing a shiny scalp. He always had a smile on his face, looking like a Maitreya Buddha, so everyone who saw him felt friendly, and Yang Pengfei was no exception. His earlier nervousness had largely disappeared.

"After discussion, we've decided to assign you to the credit department. Go to the credit department now and find Director Zhang; he'll arrange your specific work."

"Okay! Thank you, Director Wang." Yang Pengfei stood up, respectfully closed the door, and left.

The credit department wasn't large; including the director, there were six people in total. Now, with Yang Pengfei, there were seven. The director's surname was Zhang, and his given name was Zhang Shan. However, the character "Shan" in his name sounded a bit like "San" (meaning "three"). Coupled with his round face, resembling a large pancake, the people at the bank nicknamed him "Sanbing" (meaning "Three Pancake").

Zhang Shan's attitude towards Yang Pengfei's arrival was neither overly enthusiastic nor overly cold, befitting a leader. He simply called out, "Everyone, stop for a moment. Now I'd like to introduce our new colleague." Pointing to Yang Pengfei, he said, "This is our new colleague, named Yang Pengfei. Please welcome him." He then led the applause, followed by a few scattered claps. Yang Pengfei bowed to everyone and said, "Please give me your guidance!"

Just then, someone chuckled softly, "Hey! Why do you look a bit like a Japanese person?" Yang Pengfei looked up and saw a young girl laughing at him. He smiled awkwardly, remaining silent, but inwardly cursed, "Damn it! This little brat actually said I look like a Japanese person!" Little

did she know, Yang Pengfei hated the Japanese more than anything in his life. Although he himself hadn't suffered any persecution at the hands of the Japanese, his grandfather had almost been killed by them. His grandfather was a member of the Eighth Route Army, with over a dozen scars on his body, all from fighting the Japanese. Yang Pengfei had heard stories of these scars from his grandfather since childhood, telling tales of the Japanese devils' ferocity and brutality. Therefore, Yang Pengfei had never had a good impression of the Japanese. Furthermore, with the occasional militaristic rhetoric from Japan in recent years, Yang Pengfei's hatred for the Japanese had only intensified.

Now that the girl said he looked Japanese, Yang Pengfei was quite angry, but he couldn't show it, so he could only curse inwardly, "Little vixen!"

The little vixen's name was Chen Jun; she was pretty, petite and delicate, with brown curly hair that exuded a wildness. Then Zhang Shan introduced four more people, two men and two women. "This is Zhou Yu, we call her Sister Zhou. This is Chen Xiaoli. Those two, one is Uncle Wang, and that's Xiao Li." Yang Pengfei greeted them one by one. Zhang Shan said, "Alright, everyone get back to work. Xiao Yang, this is your desk. Familiarize yourself with it first, and come find me if you need anything." With that, he went straight into his office.

The job of the credit department was to review loan applications from clients to determine whether to grant them loans. It was Yang Pengfei's first day at work, and he didn't have any specific tasks to do, so he sat at his desk flipping through client files. But his mind kept wandering to which department the beautiful woman in the elevator belonged to, and why he hadn't seen her yet. He started to regret not asking her name earlier.

Yang Pengfei endured until the end of his workday, but after leaving the bank, he didn't see the beautiful woman again.

Standing at the bank entrance, Yang Pengfei didn't know where to go. He didn't want to go home yet, because no one would be home at this hour. His girlfriend, Xiaolu, had been working overtime these past few days, not getting home until very late. Sometimes he really couldn't understand how a secretary could be so busy.

"Hey! Where are you going after work?" A voice came from behind him. Yang Pengfei turned around and his eyes lit up. It was the little vixen, Chen Jun. She had changed out of her work uniform and was wearing a white gauze skirt and a black cotton t-shirt. Underneath the thin clothes, her firm breasts trembled slightly with her movements. Her round buttocks curved gracefully upwards under the skirt, and her long, shapely legs were bare, her fair thighs exposed. She wore small, delicate white sandals, and her whole body exuded a youthful aura.

Yang Pengfei, observing her, thought to himself, "This girl looks quite different in this outfit." Although he still harbored some resentment towards her, seeing that she had greeted him first, he felt it would be petty to ignore her. So he said, "Going home? Where else would I go?"

Chen Jun laughed and said, "Hehe! Afraid your wife will make you kneel by the bed if you get home late."

Just as Yang Pengfei was about to speak, his phone rang. Chen Jun exclaimed, "Haha! Speak of the devil! Never mind, I won't bother you anymore. I'm leaving now, bye-bye!" Yang Pengfei watched her graceful figure disappear into the distance, then shook his head with a smile. He took out his phone and saw it was his best friend, He Xiao, calling.

"Hey! Handsome! Where are you now?" He Xiao asked on the other end of the line.

"He's at the bank entrance."

"To celebrate your first day at work, I'm treating you at the Royal Grand Hotel. How about it? Come on over! Oh, and bring your sister-in-law Xiaolu too!"

"Hehe! Okay,"

He Xiao was Yang Pengfei's college classmate and roommate. They were very close; people jokingly called them the "Two Generals," a testament to their bond. Initially, however, they didn't get along very well. He Xiao was from a wealthy family; his father was the CEO of a real estate development company, and his mother was a government official. He Xiao always wore designer clothes, smoked expensive cigarettes, and acted like a spoiled brat, which Yang Pengfei disapproved of, so he didn't interact with him much. It wasn't until an incident that their relationship changed.

It happened during peak hours in the university cafeteria. The line stretched all the way outside. He Xiao, getting impatient, sneaked to the front to cut in line. However, an older student spotted him, grabbed He Xiao by the collar, and dragged him backward, throwing the small, thin He Xiao flat on his back. His lunchbox and spoon flew wildly, causing a burst of laughter from the surrounding crowd. The older student yelled, "You cut in line? Get back here!"

Several of He Xiao's classmates also objected, but seeing the older student's imposing size, they quickly abandoned their plans to help He Xiao. However, at this moment, Yang Pengfei stepped forward. He was also dissatisfied with He Xiao's unjustified cutting in line, but seeing the other party bullying his roommate by taking advantage of his strength, he couldn't help but stand up and argue with him. However, the other party didn't argue with him at all and immediately threw a punch. This time, the other party miscalculated. Although Yang Pengfei was not as tall as the other party, Yang Pengfei had participated in a martial arts interest class since the first year of junior high school and did not leave the class until the second year of senior high school. These five years of martial arts training were not in vain. After a few moves, he beat the other party until he had a black eye and a swollen face.

Later, Yang Pengfei was disciplined for this, but when he returned to the dormitory, He Xiao was extremely grateful to Yang Pengfei, praising him as a true friend and saying that he would never leave Yang Pengfei out of anything He Xiao needed. As Yang Pengfei spent more time with him, he discovered that although He Xiao had some spoiled brat habits, he was also generous and open-hearted. Therefore, their relationship gradually became close, and they became best friends. They skipped classes together, chased girls together, and even went to prostitutes together.

After graduating from university, He Xiao became the vice president of his father's company, while Yang Pengfei couldn't find a job. He Xiao suggested that Yang Pengfei become a department manager at his company, but Yang Pengfei refused because he didn't want to be under his old classmate's command. He Xiao seemed to understand his thoughts and never brought it up again.

Yang Pengfei took out his phone and called Qin Xiaolu. Sure enough, Qin Xiaolu said she was busy; she had to accompany her boss to entertain a major client. She told Yang Pengfei to go by himself. Yang Pengfei could only tell her to drink less and come home early that night before hanging up.

Yang Pengfei was a little unhappy about Qin Xiaolu frequently accompanying her boss to these business dinners. He knew that those burly clients at the banquets would inevitably try to grope the pretty Qin Xiaolu. The thought of this made Yang Pengfei's heart ache; he didn't want his girlfriend to be taken advantage of.

So, a few days ago, he had told Qin Xiaolu, "You should accompany your boss to fewer business dinners in the future."

Qin Xiaolu replied, feeling wronged, "Do you think I want to? If the boss asks you to go, can you refuse? Unless you don't want this job anymore! You know how hard it is to find a job these days!" Hearing this, Yang Pengfei immediately felt inferior, hating himself for being so useless and letting his girlfriend suffer.

The Royal Grand Hotel is a four-star hotel located in the city center of Donghai, and is considered quite large in Donghai. The entire hotel has sixteen floors, with the ninth to fifteenth floors being guest rooms, and the rest being dining and entertainment facilities. The first floor houses the hotel lobby and coffee shop, the second floor has a Western restaurant and bar, the third floor has a Chinese restaurant, the fourth floor has karaoke rooms and a dance hall, the fifth and sixth floors have sauna and massage rooms, with the fifth floor having regular massage rooms and the sixth floor having spacious and luxurious VIP rooms, the seventh floor has a conference hall and exhibition hall, the eighth floor has a bowling room and a billiards room, and the top floor, the sixteenth floor, has a revolving observation deck and a gym.

In short, all the usual entertainment facilities are available here, and it's a one-stop service. First, guests can enjoy a hearty meal at the restaurant, then sing their hearts out at the karaoke bar. Of course, if they're interested, they can hire female companions. If they don't want to sing, they can try their hand at the billiards room. After that

, they can enjoy the gentle services of massage therapists in the sauna and massage room. Chinese massage, Thai massage, oil massage, bone-setting—everything is available, and each therapist has her own specialty. It's said that even someone with ten years of incurable impotence can be massaged to an erection. Finally, find a beautiful woman to enjoy a romantic encounter in the guest room. It's like experiencing a life of pleasure without leaving the room. Of course, this whole experience comes at a price; if you don't have much money in your pocket, you can only look on with envy.
Chapter 004 ( October 17th ): One Man and Two Women

. When Yang Pengfei arrived at the Royal Hotel, the city lights were already on. The various neon lights in front of the hotel illuminated the area as if it were daytime. It was lunchtime, and the hotel entrance was filled with all sorts of luxury cars; the busiest time of day had arrived.

Yang Pengfei took out his phone and called He Xiao. He Xiao said, "I'm in a private room on the third floor. Come quickly."

Yang Pengfei went straight to the third floor and, led by a waitress, arrived at He Xiao's private room. As soon as he opened the door, he saw He Xiao with one arm around the neck of a pretty girl, his other hand groping under the table.

Upon seeing Yang Pengfei, the two quickly separated. The girl blushed and lowered her head, not daring to look at Yang Pengfei. Yang Pengfei chuckled, fully aware of what they had just been doing. He thought, "This is probably He Xiao's new girlfriend again. That guy changes girlfriends every few days. This chick is pretty. I wonder how long He Xiao's interest will last?"

Sure enough, He Xiao said, "Come on, boss, let me introduce you. This is my girlfriend, Xiao Rong." Then, pointing to Yang Pengfei, he said to Xiao Rong, "This is my college classmate and best friend, Yang Pengfei." Xiao Rong blushed and shook hands with Yang Pengfei. At this moment, He Xiao asked, "Hey! Where's your wife? Why isn't she here?"

Yang Pengfei said, "She's out socializing with that vampire-like boss."

"Haha! Boss, be careful your wife doesn't get snatched away by someone else," He Xiao joked.

"Go away! You can't expect anything good to come out of a dog's mouth!"

"Hehe! Miss, serve the food!" He Xiao said, "Boss, how was your first day at work?"

"Ugh! Don't even mention it, I sat in the office all day like an idiot."

"If you're not happy, then quit. Come work for our company. We're opening a branch in Shanghai soon, how about it, boss? Would you be willing to help me get that branch up and running?"

Yang Pengfei knew He Xiao wanted to help him, but he didn't want to rely on others. Besides, he hadn't reached the point where he needed help to survive, so he shook his head and said, "Start a new company? I'm afraid I don't have that ability. I'd better stay here. The bank's benefits are pretty good, hehe!"

"Boss, I'm not trying to criticize you, but you just can't let go of your pitiful pride and your little bit of self-esteem. Forget it, let's not talk about that. Come on, eat!" He Xiao finished speaking and used his chopsticks to pick up a piece of bull penis and put it in Yang Pengfei's bowl, saying, "Eat this, you are what you eat, otherwise you won't be able to handle your wife tonight, haha!"

"You're the one who needs to eat this to replenish your energy, you're always having sex..." Yang Pengfei said, then suddenly remembered that Xiao Rong was still there, so he quickly swallowed his words.

At this moment, Xiao Rong's face was as red as a red cloth. She stood up and said, "Excuse me! I'm going to the restroom, you guys eat first." After saying that, she quickly walked out. As Yang Pengfei watched her leave, he said to He Xiao, "You little rascal, changing girlfriends like clothes! Where did you pick this one up from?"

He Xiao chuckled, "How about it? Not bad, right? You know, she's a graduate student. It took me quite a bit of effort to win her over." His smugness was palpable. He then held up a piece of bullwhip to Yang Pengfei, saying, "You know what, I really need to eat this to replenish my energy. Don't let her shyness fool you; she's incredibly horny in bed. She knows all sorts of things, and I'm almost overwhelmed by her."

Yang Pengfei laughed heartily, saying, "Brother, want me to help you?"

"Go away! I can handle it," He Xiao said, punching Yang Pengfei's shoulder.

A little while later, Xiao Rong returned. The two exchanged a smile. Xiao Rong, noticing their odd smiles, said, "Hey, He Xiao, are you talking about me behind my back again?"

"No, why would I talk about you? I was just telling the boss how smart, beautiful, and highly educated you are—a truly rare woman!" He Xiao showered her with compliments.

"Ugh! I'm not talking to you anymore, eat!" Xiao Rong said coquettishly.

The three of them clinked glasses and quickly finished their meal. He Xiao said, "Let's go to the karaoke bar on the fourth floor and sing our hearts out to digest." Yang Pengfei checked the time; it wasn't nine o'clock yet. Thinking that Xiao Lu probably hadn't gone home yet, and he'd have nothing to do at home alone, he readily agreed to He Xiao's suggestion.

The three of them took the elevator to the fourth floor. As soon as they stepped out, they felt the environment was completely different from the lower floors. Heavy metal music blasted out, and in stark contrast to the bright lights of the restaurant below, the lighting here was dim, and the figures were blurry. A few seconds later, their eyes adjusted to the surroundings. Every now and then, heavily made-up, scantily clad women walked past them, some even giving Yang Pengfei and He Xiao flirtatious glances, causing Xiao Rong to glare at He Xiao.

"Ah! Aren't these Boss He and Boss Yang? It's been so long! Come, please come in!" a woman in her thirties greeted them.

"Hehe! Sister Zhou, give us a private room," He Xiao said.

"Okay!" After saying that, Sister Zhou walked to the front and opened a private room.

"Great! You two seem so familiar with each other. Do you come here often?" Xiao Rong hooked her arm around He Xiao's and whispered in his ear.

"No, it's the boss who comes here often. I've only come a few times following him. Sister Zhou treats everyone like an acquaintance. That's how she builds relationships. In business, enthusiasm is the most important thing," He Xiao explained innocently.

Xiao Rong snorted, looking somewhat skeptical. Yang Pengfei saw this and secretly found it amusing.

As soon as they entered the private room, Xiao Rong went to the computer and started singing her favorite songs. Sister Zhou recognized Xiao Rong as He Xiao's girlfriend and said to Yang Pengfei, "Mr. Yang, would you like a lady to keep you company?" Before Yang Pengfei could speak, He Xiao, sitting beside him, interjected, "Of course! Call over your prettiest lady; it's on me tonight."

"Hehe! Mr. Yang, you've come at the perfect time. We just had a girl here today; she's not only beautiful but also a college student," He

Xiao said. "Then what are you waiting for? Quickly call her in."

"Yes, yes, please wait a moment, gentlemen."

Soon, Sister Zhou led in a girl. The two men's eyes lit up immediately. The girl had long, flowing hair, delicate eyebrows, and almond-shaped eyes. Unlike the other ladies who wore heavy makeup, she wore light makeup, appearing pure and elegant. The girl wore a black satin fitted dress with thin straps on the upper body and a high slit on the lower body. The alluring fitted dress accentuated her graceful figure, her curves subtly revealed.

Her high, firm breasts bulged the front of her dress, creating a deep cleavage between them. The dress clung to the perfect curves of her snow-white breasts, tapering sharply at the hem to blend seamlessly with her slender, beautiful waist. A high slit at her waist allowed glimpses of her long, slender legs and round, high buttocks as she moved.

Yang Pengfei and He Xiao were mesmerized until Xiao Rong coughed loudly beside them, snapping them out of their reverie. Xiao Rong snapped out of it, saying angrily, "I'm not singing anymore, let's go home."

With that, she picked up her bag and walked out. He Xiao hurriedly chased after her, whispering in Yang Pengfei's ear before leaving, "Boss, you're in luck. Enjoy it. I'm leaving now."

Yang Pengfei poured the girl a glass of wine and asked, "Miss, what's your name?"

"My name is Lu Xiaoman, boss, and what's yours?" the girl replied softly.

"Hehe! You're Lu Xiaoman, then I'm Xu Zhimo," Yang Pengfei teased.

"Hehe, boss, you're so funny!" the girl chuckled. "So, when you leave, will you leave without a trace?"

Yang Pengfei remembered Sister Zhou saying she was a college student, and it seemed that was true. So he said, "No, not at all. Others only say 'Goodbye to Cambridge,' but I'll 'See you again, beautiful one.'" He then gazed at the girl with deep affection.

Xiaoman blushed slightly and said, "Let me sing you a song."

"Okay."

Xiaoman picked up the microphone and sang Teresa Teng's "Small Town Story." Her voice was melodious and beautiful, but Yang Pengfei didn't hear a word. His eyes were fixed on Xiaoman's fair and smooth thighs, and his little brother was already erect.

Actually, Yang Pengfei wasn't a particularly lecherous person, and this wasn't his first time in such a place. He had never felt this way before, so quickly developing feelings for a girl. The first time he saw this girl, he felt she had a stunning and refined temperament, different from other girls. Or rather, she didn't seem like a woman of the night at all. As for why she didn't seem like one, he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

After finishing her song, Lu Xiaoman sat down next to Yang Pengfei and asked, "How was my singing?"

"Excellent, superb! The melody lingers for days!" Yang Pengfei praised, his eyes fixed on Lu Xiaoman's deep cleavage. His hands began to move, caressing her thighs, sliding along her beautiful curves towards her skirt. Xiaoman made a few token attempts to avoid him, then let Yang Pengfei continue caressing her legs, only playfully complaining, "Hehe! Boss, not only are your mouths up to no good, but your hands are too!"

"Xiaoman, you're so beautiful, breathtakingly beautiful!" Yang Pengfei said breathlessly.

Lu Xiaoman was startled by his words, her face flushing crimson, her eyes becoming hazy, and she slumped softly onto the sofa. Yang Pengfei's hand lingered on her legs for a while, then moved to her waist. Her waist was slender, without an ounce of fat; even through her clothes, the smooth, delicate skin felt wonderful. At this moment, Lu Xiaoman lay sprawled on the sofa, breathing heavily, clearly struggling to resist Yang Pengfei's teasing.

Chapter 005

The dim light in the private room softly illuminated them both. Xiaoman's long, silky hair shimmered, and her pure, beautiful face made Yang Pengfei momentarily unable to believe she was a prostitute selling her body for money. Looking at her curvaceous body, Yang Pengfei's penis hardened even more, standing erect, a burning desire igniting within him.

However, Yang Pengfei still drank some wine with Lu Xiaoman.

Who knew that after drinking so much, Lu Xiaoman completely passed out, lying straight on the sofa, leaving Yang Pengfei utterly frustrated. What was he going to do?

Yang Pengfei noticed that Xiaoman was wearing a pair of lace panties, their exquisite design exuding endless sexiness. Ignoring Xiaoman's intoxication, Yang Pengfei could no longer resist, burying his head deeply in her underwear and greedily kissing her. In his ecstasy, he couldn't help but feel a little strange, because he noticed the brand of the lace panties was Chantelle.

Yang Pengfei knew this brand; it was supposedly a world-renowned brand. He had seen it before when he accompanied his girlfriend Xiaolu to a lingerie store; it was priced at several thousand yuan. Xiaolu liked the lingerie, but didn't buy it because it was too expensive. He was surprised that Xiaoman was wearing such expensive lingerie. Yang Pengfei thought, "Looks like being a prostitute is very lucrative."

At this moment, Xiaoman was already panting heavily, her breathing gradually becoming heavier. Looking at Xiaoman's straight, slender legs tightly pressed together, only a tuft of soft black hair was visible between her legs. Her long, flowing hair cascaded over her shoulders, radiating youthful beauty.

Yang Pengfei's blood boiled with desire. He pulled her into his arms, savoring the pleasure emanating from her soft, warm body. He greedily caressed her body—her smooth shoulders and back, her slender waist, her full, round buttocks.

His hands dug deep into Xiaoman's skin, his erect penis lingering on her flat stomach. Xiaoman's body also heated up, her limbs clinging tightly to Yang Pengfei's strong frame like an octopus, the two locked in a tight embrace.

Yang Pengfei roared, his eyes bloodshot. After lightly stroking her lace panties, he brought his mouth to her sensitive spot, gently licking through the fabric, his teeth occasionally nibbling at the dark pubic hair beneath. The

rich fragrance fueled Yang Pengfei's rising lust. The hot breath exhaled from his mouth and nose continuously seeped through his panties, blowing onto his pink and sensitive vulva and his two bright red labia, causing them to tremble rapidly.

At the same time, an unbearable itch suddenly rose in Xiaoman's lower abdomen. Her delicate body trembled, but she could not break free. She kept pleading softly, panting heavily. Her fragrant love juice began to gush from her lush, grassy paradise, all sticking to her panties. Gradually, the wet patches on her snow-white lace panties increased, until finally the entire panty was almost transparent. Her dark, pubic hair and bright red vulva were almost completely exposed to Yang Pengfei's eyes.

Yang Pengfei, witnessing this lewd scene, couldn't help but feel his heart pound and his blood boil. His hands trembled as he placed them on Xiaoman's waist, quickly untying the two thin strings binding her panties, then tearing open the lovely fabric.

Beautiful! Absolutely beautiful

!

Dazzlingly beautiful!

The first thing that caught his eye was a patch of lush, dark grass, its dark foliage abundant and glistening with fragrant dewdrops. Deep within the grass, a tender, bright red vulva lay quietly, its interior partially obscured by two clean, delicate pink labia. From the slightly parted, alluring opening, a trickle of glistening love fluid slowly flowed. Above the labia, a small, adorable pink pearl, like a dazzling gem, shimmered with a captivating light.

Yang Pengfei was instantly captivated by the breathtaking scene before him, drawn deeper and deeper like a magnet. His bloodshot eyes were fixed on the lush, glistening grass, now glistening with the essence of spring. His massive erection instantly hardened, becoming so hard it seemed even a knife couldn't cut it.

He quickly pressed his naked body against Xiaoman's pristine, private area, directly in front of the source of human life, and extended his slender, white fingers to gently and delicately explore and caress this wonder of nature.

Under Yang Pengfei's tender caresses, the delicate, crimson petals became even more moist, and clear, transparent fluid, like nectar, slowly seeped from the depths of this sacred garden, its fragrance intoxicating and refreshing.

"Ugh. Good brother... don't touch there... ah... it hurts so much... I'm about to pee..."

The beauty couldn't help but part her lips slightly, her breathing rapid. At the same time, she felt as if a fire had ignited in her heart, burning her soul and her body. Her delicate body trembled and twisted uncontrollably.

Suppressing his excitement, Yang Pengfei brought his mouth to her tender opening, extending his huge, bright red tongue to kiss the two slightly parted pink labia forcefully. At the same time, his rough tongue swept along the edges of the opening, scooping up all the remaining love juice.

Yang Pengfei even mischievously took one of the pink, tender lips into his mouth and carefully sucked on it. This was the most delicate and sensitive part of Xiaoman's body.

Yang Pengfei discovered that Xiaoman was still a virgin, which drove Liu Manshi even crazier. How could a prostitute still have a hymen?

Next, after slowly licking the translucent pink pearl a few times, Yang Pengfei finally turned his attention to Xiaoman's pure, bright red virgin vulva.

He first used his tongue to gently part the two tightly closed petals, exposing the bright red walls inside the vulva directly to Yang Pengfei's eyes. Yang Pengfei stared intently at the moist, fragrant secret cave, feeling his blood boil.

Although it wasn't the first time he had observed a woman's private parts up close, Liu Manshi was still quite shocked and excited by the pure, bright red virgin vulva.

Suddenly, Yang Pengfei thrust his rough, bright red tongue directly into the vulva.

"Ah, so tight! No wonder she's a virgin, even her vulva is so beautiful," Yang Pengfei thought to himself with a lewd grin.

The waves of pain and pleasure emanating from her tender opening caused Xiaoman's face, which had been filled with comfort and pleasure, to suddenly contort into a look of agony, her delicate eyebrows furrowing involuntarily…

As his tongue continued to penetrate, Yang Pengfei's tongue finally stopped at Xiaoman's thin hymen, licking the tender flesh on both sides before slowly withdrawing from her bright red opening. Looking up, he saw the contradictory expression of pain and pleasure on Xiaoman's face and understood why she was in pain.

Then, Yang Pengfei lifted his head from between her legs and leaned down again onto her soft body. One lewd hand reached out to caress her blushing face, a mixture of pain and pleasure, while the other hand tightly grasped Xiaoman's fair and delicate hand. The up-and-down movement of his body, the friction of their flesh bringing waves of pleasure, gradually eased the pain in Xiaoman's opening, and after a while, her rapid breathing gradually calmed down.

Then Yang Pengfei lowered his head between Xiaoman's snow-white legs and once again inserted his huge, rough tongue into Xiaoman's bright red, tender orifice.

The tight, delicate pink flesh walls pressed against Yang Pengfei's huge tongue, as if determined to drive out this evil intruder. The friction between the rough surface of his tongue and the delicate flesh walls caused the sleeping Xiaoman to tremble violently and turn red, her entire body as if stained with rouge, a blush spreading across her skin.

Under the stimulation of his tongue, the pink, tender flesh walls seemed to be electrocuted, twitching slightly, and Yang Pengfei's tongue encountered even stronger resistance from Xiaoman's tender orifice.

Because Yang Pengfei's tongue was blocking the entrance, he swallowed all the sweet love juice that kept gushing out of the tender orifice. The sweet juice tasted like honey, truly intoxicating.

Gradually, Yang Pengfei stopped merely sucking Xiaoman's love juice and began to take her two bright red labia into his mouth, licking and teasing them with his tongue, and gently pecking at her clitoris with his curled tongue.

At this moment, Xiaoman's expression was blank, her eyes were glazed, her lips were slightly parted, but she was silent. Her waist swayed with the movements of Zhang Pei's mouth and tongue. A shivering pleasure attacked her central nervous system, and Xiaoman felt that she could hardly control her body. Her lips were slightly parted, but she could not make any sound. After a long time, Xiaoman finally cried out in a daze:

"Ah...no...no...I can't take it anymore...I'm going to lose it...ah—"

With a mournful cry, Xiaoman's delicate body trembled violently, suddenly convulsing and spasming. Finally, caught between the contradictory sensations of pain and pleasure, she was brought to orgasm by Yang Pengfei's lewd hands and tongue. A large gush of fragrant nectar gushed rapidly from her tender, red vulva, only to be blocked by Yang Pengfei's tongue...

Yang Pengfei held the milky white love juice from Xiaoman's virgin vulva in his mouth, finding it as sweet and delicious as honey.

After swallowing it all, he used his large, blood-red tongue to clean around Xiaoman's vulva, scooping up the remaining sweet, milky white nectar and swallowing it all, still feeling slightly unsatisfied.

After cleaning her entire tender, red vulva, Yang Pengfei slowly lifted his head from between Xiaoman's smooth, fragrant thighs.

He noticed that Xiaoman on the sofa had her eyes tightly closed, her long, dark eyelashes trembling slightly, fine beads of sweat glistening on her fair forehead, her face flushed, still tinged with the afterglow of her orgasm, her expression languid and alluring, her luscious red lips slightly parted, breathing heavily, her full, high breasts heaving with each breath.

Seeing Xiaoman lying on the sofa, exhausted and languid, a lewd smile gradually appeared on Yang Pengfei's face.

Filled with a strong desire to conquer and a sense of excitement, Yang Pengfei stood up, gently pulling Xiaoman's soft, cotton-like body into his arms, letting her head rest against his chest.

Yang Pengfei looked at Xiaoman's beautiful face, smiled wickedly, and suddenly lowered his head to kiss Xiaoman's luscious, sexy, and full red lips fiercely. He opened his mouth and captured her fragrant and soft lips. His nimble tongue skillfully slipped inside, moving and teasing in her warm and tender mouth, sucking and swallowing her saliva.

The delicate fragrance lingering in his nose and the sweet taste in his mouth fueled Yang Pengfei's lust, especially when he thought that the young lady in his arms was still a virgin. His desire to conquer her intensified, and a wild, arrogant smile crept across his lips as he captured Xiaoman's rosy, alluring lips in his mouth, sucking and licking them deeply. His kiss grew deeper and deeper, demanding, plundering, domineering, and wild. Xiaoman's full, limp body went limp in his warm embrace, moaning and panting, her lips unconsciously emitting blush-inducing "tsk tsk" sounds.

After an unknown amount of time, when Yang Pengfei finally left her lips, which were as luscious as rose petals, Xiaoman's face was flushed, her eyes were filled with desire, and she was panting heavily, more beautiful than any flower.

"Ah..."

Xiaoman's desire was aroused again, and she couldn't help but moan softly. Her soft, white arms instinctively clung to his strong neck

.

Looking at Xiaoman's full, rosy lips slightly parted, exhaling a fragrance as delicate as orchids, Yang Pengfei suddenly smiled lewdly. He inserted his long, white index finger into Xiaoman's wet, tender virginity and thrust it in and out rapidly and violently. Almost instantly, Xiaoman's delicate body began to tremble violently, and her private parts convulsed and contracted repeatedly. With another excited scream, the tender, bright red walls of her flesh opened and closed rapidly, spurting out streams of crystal-clear, alluring milky-white fluid.

"Xiaoman, your body is getting more and more sensitive. I've only played with you a few times, and you've already produced so much juice..."

With a look of ecstasy, Yang Pengfei brought his fingers, still wet with the love juice from Xiaoman's tender, red vulva, to his lips and took a deep sniff. He felt an unprecedented excitement and pleasure. He quietly admired Xiaoman's beautiful body, exuding a rich, seductive fragrance, for a moment, then extended his long, slender, white fingers and gently stroked her luscious lips, smearing the sticky white juice from his palm onto her red, delicate lips. Finally, he simply put his fingers directly into Xiaoman's mouth. His voice was filled with lewdness as he said, "My beautiful woman, open your mouth and taste the nectar gushing from your tender vulva!"

The intoxicated Xiaoman immediately felt a strange sensation in her mouth and instinctively took Yang Pengfei's fingers into her mouth, gently sucking on them like a baby nursing, occasionally making smacking sounds of relish.

This lewd scene instantly aroused Yang Pengfei, his blood boiling. He couldn't resist pulling his lewd finger, covered in the love juice and saliva flowing from Xiaoman's tender vulva, from her mouth and putting it directly into his own, sucking on it with relish. It tasted as sweet and delicious as honey. A long, viscous strand of saliva, glistening with a crystal-clear luster, connected their lips, making the scene incredibly lewd.

Then, Yang Pengfei kissed Xiaoman's soft, alluring lips, using his tongue to swallow all the milky-white love juice clinging to them.

After more than ten minutes, Yang Pengfei reluctantly withdrew his tongue from Xiaoman's lips.

Next, Yang Pengfei gently took Xiaoman's glistening, jade-like earlobe into his mouth, savoring it carefully. Then, his lips began to wander downwards from her head.

Xiaoman's pink neck was still hidden by her fiery red, wavy hair. Yang Pengfei gently brushed aside the loose hair, revealing her fair skin, smooth and delicate, tender and alluring.

Yang Pengfei's heart pounded at the sight. He lowered his head and began to frantically lick her neck, not missing a single inch, making smacking sounds as if savoring a delicacy. Soon, a series of faint, bright teeth marks and patches of wet saliva appeared on Xiaoman's neck. For a moment, the scene was dazzlingly alluring, captivating, and mesmerizing.

With Yang Pengfei's licking, the sensitive neck tingled with various sensations, and Xiaoman couldn't help but blush, her face flushed crimson, fine beads of sweat appearing on her fair forehead. She let out soft moans, her soft body trembling and twisting involuntarily in Yang Pengfei's arms

.

After an unknown amount of time, Yang Pengfei straddled Xiaoman's soft and alluring body, his hands resting on her slender, delicate waist, gently caressing and kneading it.

The soft touch of Xiaoman's waist greatly aroused Yang Pengfei's desire. Glancing at Xiaoman's full breasts rising and falling with her breath, he couldn't help but gently caress her two full, plump breasts with trembling hands, feeling their soft, smooth texture, as if touching a ball of cotton. Yang Pengfei, his blood boiling,

pounced on her, gently nibbling at her bra with his mouth, then suddenly let out a low growl, pulling off the last piece of clothing on Xiaoman's body—a pink bra—from her smooth back. Instantly, Xiaoman's exquisite body was fully exposed before Yang Pengfei's eyes.

White!

Dazzlingly white!

The first thing that catches the eye is two full, firm, and white breasts, exuding a rich, pleasant milky fragrance. Two delicate pink buds are set at the top, shining like the finest rubies, incredibly alluring and tempting, making one want to pounce on them, kiss them, lick them, and bite them, letting them bloom in one's mouth...

At this moment, Xiaoman is completely drunk, lying naked on the sofa, her starry eyes closed, peacefully asleep, a trace of the flush from her recent climax still lingering on her classically beautiful oval face. Her long, flowing red hair is pressed beneath her snow-white, exquisite body, her neck is long and white, her collarbone is delicate and sexy, her breasts are full and firm, her waist is slender and supple, her legs are long and white, and her jade feet are small and exquisite. Her entire body was exquisitely beautiful, a masterpiece of nature, with crystal-clear skin and a figure as alluring as a majestic mountain peak, truly deserving of the praise, "A touch more and she would be too plump; a touch less and she would be too thin."

Faced with Xiaoman's irresistibly alluring body, capable of captivating any man and driving him to madness, even Yang Pengfei was no exception, deeply captivated and unable to extricate himself.

Although Yang Pengfei knew every part of her body intimately, had kissed every inch of her skin, and could be said to be the person who knew her body best besides Xiaoman herself, he was still deeply infatuated with it.

At this moment, Yang Pengfei could clearly hear his heart pounding, the blood exchange in his heart and blood vessels becoming more frequent, the blood flow accelerating, and his meridians dilating. His eyes, filled with desire, were even more bloodshot, like two bright lights in the dark night.

After admiring Xiaoman's fair, soft, and exquisitely shapely body for a while, Yang Pengfei let out a low growl like a wild beast. Then, he pressed his head against her fair neck and lowered it, kissing and licking his way down her smooth, white, and sexy collarbone. The faint fragrance of her body wafted into Yang Pengfei's nose, allowing him to fully enjoy the virgin scent of Xiaoman's fragrant skin.

At the same time, Yang Pengfei's lecherous hands were not idle either, placing them directly on Xiaoman's pair of fair, delicate, full, and firm breasts, constantly stroking, kneading, and fondling them.

Soon, Yang Pengfei's gaping maw slid over Xiaoman's smooth shoulders and delicate collarbones, reaching her gradually hardening breasts. He began to frantically lick and kiss them. The strong scent of milk and the faint, orchid-like, musky virgin fragrance constantly stimulated Yang Pengfei's lust. He roared and frantically took the pink, engorged nipple into his mouth, teasing and sucking it forcefully with his huge tongue. Before long, Xiaoman's collarbones and breasts were covered with the glistening saliva dripping from Yang Pengfei's mouth.

Gradually, one of Yang Pengfei's lewd hands began to move downwards, teasing Xiaoman's pure and innocent virgin private parts. Instantly, streams of milky white fluid gushed out from the tender red opening hidden among the pubic hair, quickly wetting Yang Pengfei's entire palm.

At this moment, Yang Pengfei was no longer the same Yang Pengfei; to be precise, he was a Yang Pengfei with the body of a human but the mind of a beast. His lips ceaselessly licked and kissed Xiaoman's snow-white, tender body, leaving rows of teeth marks on her skin. Under Yang Pengfei's lewd hands, Xiaoman's snow-white, tender breasts had turned purplish-blue in some places...

Perhaps numbed by the alcohol, Xiaoman felt no pain whatsoever; instead, she felt unusually excited and comfortable. Stimulated by waves of pleasure, Xiaoman slowly opened her sexy, red lips, and wanton moans continuously escaped her mouth...

Xiaoman's excited moans and cries deeply stimulated Yang Pengfei, who was licking and kissing her. His caresses became more forceful, and he thrust his lewd hand between her legs. The wet sensation sent a rush of heat through his hands to Yang Pengfei's brain, causing a terrifying red light to flash in his eyes. His lewd hand continued to caress the pubic hair between her legs, occasionally lightly scraping Xiaoman's tender, red vulva with his fingers.

After caressing that dark patch of grass for a while, two lewd fingers slowly rose and then directly inserted into Xiaoman's tender, untouched vulva.

The pleasure emanating from her vulva caused Xiaoman to begin to moan lasciviously, her voice growing louder and louder. Her two soft, white hands had somehow moved to her proud, white breasts, kneading and stimulating her body.

With both fingers fully inserted, Yang Pengfei began to slowly thrust in and out. Streams of milky white fluid were immediately drawn from the tender, bright red orifice, stimulating Xiaoman to moan even louder.

Xiaoman's wanton cries were incredibly arousing to Yang Pengfei, instantly intensifying the burning lust within him. Driven by this desire, the enormous penis beneath Yang Pengfei was now bulging as wide as it could possibly be.

At this moment, Xiaoman was already lost in boundless desire. One of her fair and delicate hands was placed on her chest, teasing and caressing her pair of soft, white breasts. The other hand was between her thighs, and two delicate fingers had somehow slipped into her tender, red vulva, thrusting rapidly inside. Streams of milky white fluid were drawn out by her fingers. Waves of pleasure emanating from her body made her sexy, red lips and wanton moans grow louder and louder.

"Ah...ah...ah...ah..."

Her beautiful and mature face, her fair and delicate skin, and her wanton and intoxicating moans filled Yang Pengfei's handsome face with a lewd smile. The fire of desire within him burned even more fiercely, and his enormous penis was stimulated to the point of being monstrous, so engorged that even a knife might not be able to cut it off.

"Roar!"

Yang Pengfei could no longer bear the lewd sight of the elegant Xiaoman masturbating before him. With a low growl, he pounced on her, embracing her slender, soft waist once more. He began licking and nibbling at her smooth, soft shoulders, while his lewd hands kneaded and caressed her snow-white, tender thighs, leaving bluish marks on her fair skin due to the excessive force. ...

The stimulating pleasure from the opposite sex made Xiaoman's moans grow louder. Her luscious, red lips began to unconsciously and frantically kiss and lick Yang Pengfei's chest, quickly leaving a series of bright red lip prints. Meanwhile, lewd moans of "Ah ah" continuously escaped from her sexy, red lips.

After kissing Xiaoman's fair and tender shoulders for a while, Yang Pengfei's lips moved upwards to kiss her sexy and rosy lips. He thrust his large, bright red tongue into her fragrant mouth, licking and kissing her delicate pink tongue, frantically swirling it around the walls of her mouth, swallowing all the sweet saliva that flowed from it.

At the same time, Yang Pengfei's lewd hands ceaselessly caressed and kneaded her fair and tender breasts and the bright red nipples. Several striking blue marks appeared where his lewd hands had touched and kneaded.

"Ah!—"

Under the pleasure brought by masturbation and Yang Pengfei's caresses and kneading, Xiaoman finally reached another climax. Streams of milky white essence gushed from her tender, red vulva. Her delicate hand, placed at the entrance of her vulva, was instantly covered in the milky white essence, which then dripped down her slender, white fingers onto the ground, incredibly alluring and captivating.

Seeing Xiaoman climax again from his caresses, Yang Pengfei's handsome face smiled even more lewdly, as if he were drugging and raping her. He lowered his head and began kissing down Xiaoman's pink earlobe, then her snow-white neck, delicate collarbone, full breasts, and flat, smooth abdomen, gradually reaching the mysterious, tender vulva between her legs...

At this moment, Xiaoman was almost fainting from the intense pleasure of her recent orgasm. Her captivating eyes were tightly closed, her face flushed with the afterglow of her climax, and her cherry-like lips were slightly parted as she breathed rapidly. A delicate, musky fragrance wafted from her sensual, rosy lips, brushing against Yang Pengfei's neck, causing a warm, tingling, and itchy sensation—utterly intoxicating.

Staring intently at Xiaoman's hand, glistening with milky-white life essence, Yang Pengfei couldn't help but feel a surge of desire and his blood boil. He pulled it from Xiaoman's snow-white vulva and began to lick and kiss the milky-white life essence with his large, bright red tongue.

After licking the milky-white life essence from Xiaoman's hand, Yang Pengfei turned his gaze to her opening, which was opening and closing, constantly gushing out streams of milky-white fluid. As if kissing her half-full, rosy lips, he lowered his head and kissed her. ...

His hands didn't stop moving; he continued to kiss Xiaoman's snow-white, soft body, vigorously caressing her full, white breasts, while constantly kneading and teasing the bright red buds at the tips of her nipples with his fingers...

The waves of pleasure emanating from her chest stimulated Xiaoman greatly, and her wanton moans grew louder. She involuntarily pressed her full breasts against Yang Pengfei's chest to reduce the tingling sensation, and unconsciously reached out her snow-white, soft hands to stroke Yang Pengfei's back, feeling the sense of security brought by his strong muscles.

After caressing Xiaoman's snow-white, soft breasts, which were filled with a rich, milky fragrance, for a while, Yang Pengfei's lewd hand gradually moved between her legs. The wetness made the lewd smile on Yang Pengfei's face even more lewd. His lewd hand gently caressed the sides of Xiaoman's thighs, feeling the tenderness and smoothness of her skin. ...

"Ah...no...I feel so uncomfortable...help me..."

The longing cry came from Xiaoman's sexy and red lips. At this moment, she was still not in a daze, only feeling an unbearable tingling and itching in her tender orifice. In addition, Xiaoman was still a pure virgin and did not know much about sex. She only hoped that her lover could help her alleviate the pain.

Hearing Xiaoman's "pleas," Yang Pengfei smiled wickedly, thinking that this beautiful Xiaoman was finally beginning to yield to him. His fair, lewd hand slowly raised two fingers and then inserted them into her tender, red vulva. Looking up at Xiaoman's tightly closed eyes, her brows and eyes filled with intense desire, her face flushed, her breath coming in gasps, and her incessantly uttering words of longing, Yang Pengfei's lewd smile widened even further. Then, his fingers, which had been resting between Xiaoman's thighs, slowly began to penetrate her tender, red vulva.

"Oh—"

When Yang Pengfei's slender, fair fingers entered Xiaoman's tender, red vulva, the flesh inside twitched and spasmed, and a comfortable moan escaped from her sexy, rosy lips. An expression of excitement and enjoyment appeared on her mature, aloof face. The lewd scene aroused Yang Pengfei, his bloodshot eyes gleaming even brighter, and a smile unconsciously crept onto his lips. He then slowly began to thrust his pale fingers in and out of Xiaoman's tender, red vulva, while simultaneously kissing the bright red buds of her snow-white breasts. His other hand caressed and kneaded her other breast...

"Ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah..."

The waves of pleasure emanating from her chest made Xiaoman's wanton moans even more lewd. Her pair of soft, white hands tightly embraced Yang Pengfei's head from behind, pressing his head closer to her itchy, firm breasts, as if urging him to lick and kiss her breasts and the bright red nipples.

With Yang Pengfei's long, slender, white fingers thrusting in and out, the milky white fluid from Xiaoman's tender, red vulva was continuously drawn out, further wetting the sofa below. At the same time, Xiaoman's body began to unconsciously move back and forth, responding to Yang Pengfei's thrusts, allowing his fingers to penetrate even deeper into her tender vulva...

After an unknown amount of time, Yang Pengfei withdrew his lewd finger from Xiaoman's tender, red vulva. A feeling of emptiness immediately filled Xiaoman's heart. She slightly opened her tightly closed beautiful eyes, looking at Yang Pengfei with hazy eyes, and said softly and breathlessly, "No, don't stop, I, I still, still want, your, finger..."

Her mature and beautiful temperament, her snow-white and tender skin, and her lustful expression made the burning desire within Yang Pengfei burn even more fiercely. He lowered his head and kissed Xiaoman's sexy and red lips, then pressed his body between Xiaoman's legs, forcibly spreading her two snow-white thighs together.

Suddenly, a patch of dark, lush grass, still glistening with white fluid, and a bright red, tender vulva oozing milky white fluid, were exposed to Yang Pengfei's eyes, deeply stimulating his vision and mind. His lewd smile widened, and he lowered his head, opened his mouth, and extended his tongue to clean the milky white fluid from Xiaoman's lush grass and tender vulva.

The waves of pleasure emanating from below made Xiaoman's moans grow louder, her face displaying a contradictory expression of pleasure and pain, like a woman who had just lost her virginity. Her pair of snow-white, soft hands had somehow found their way to her breasts, gently caressing them. The breasts were being kneaded and shaped in her hands, changing various forms. Due to the excessive force, many purplish-blue finger marks even appeared on her snow-white breasts.

Under Yang Pengfei's relentless licking and kissing, the drops of milky white fluid between Xiaoman's legs were swallowed by him. Gradually, the fluid on the pubic hair was cleaned away by his tongue, leaving only the tender, bright red opening that continuously gushed milky white liquid.

Looking up with a lewd grin at Xiaoman, whose eyes were tightly closed, her face flushed with lust, Yang Pengfei smiled evilly and pressed his large, rough tongue against the tender, bright red opening, then slowly moved it inside...

Xiaoman immediately felt something enter her tender opening. The stimulating pleasure made her body constantly respond to the foreign object entering her. Her fair, delicate hands kneaded and caressed her already erect breasts even more forcefully, the purplish-blue marks standing out starkly against her fair skin. But Xiaoman felt no pain, because the intense pleasure inside her tender opening overshadowed any pain.

As Yang Pengfei's tongue penetrated deeper, he simultaneously licked and kissed the fleshy walls on either side of Xiaoman's tender vulva. The rough tongue rubbed against the delicate flesh, instantly stimulating the bright red walls to twitch and spasm. Almost instantly, streams of milky white fluid gushed from the depths of the vulva, blocked at the entrance by Yang Pengfei's tongue, flowing into his mouth and then being swallowed.

While licking and kissing, Yang Pengfei's lewd hands were not idle either. One hand continuously caressed and kneaded her snow-white, soft body, feeling the delicate, fair skin of the cold and beautiful Xiaoman, which was no less than that of a baby. The other hand continuously caressed and kneaded her snow-white, soft, and sexy thighs.

After licking and kissing the inner walls of Xiaoman's tender, red vulva for a while, and sucking some milky white fluid, Yang Pengfei slowly withdrew his tongue from her opening. He leaned over Xiaoman's snow-white, soft body, lowering his head to kiss her sexy, rosy lips, while simultaneously transferring the milky white fluid he had been holding into her mouth.

For some reason, whenever he saw Xiaoman's sexy, full, red lips, savoring the fluid from his tender vulva, Yang Pengfei couldn't help but feel excited and stimulated! When he saw Xiaoman finally swallow all the milky white fluid in her mouth, Yang Pengfei began to rub his now rock-hard, reddish-brown penis against the outside of her tender, red vulva, teasing it...

Under the teasing friction of the giant python, waves of tingling and itchy sensations traveled from Xiaoman's bright red vulva to her heart. Streams of milky white fluid flowed even faster from her vulva, even coating the giant python rubbing against it. ...

"I feel so uncomfortable, give it to me, I, I want it..."

Xiaoman's lewd moans made Yang Pengfei's head buzz. His already red eyes turned even redder, and the lewd smile on his face became even more lewd. He grasped his already engorged python and pressed it against the outside of Xiaoman's exceptionally wet vulva, leering as he watched the urgent expression on Xiaoman's face.

"Give it to me, hurry, hurry, I want it..."

Seeing Xiaoman's eager and impatient expression, Yang Pengfei didn't immediately begin his assault. Xiaoman was still a pure virgin, and before taking her virginity, he needed to ensure her tender orifice was properly lubricated and that she was in a state of intense pleasure and excitement, to avoid causing her severe pain later. Yang Pengfei was becoming increasingly infatuated with this beautiful Xiaoman and absolutely couldn't bear to see her harmed.

After an unknown amount of time, Xiaoman's body gradually moved away from Yang Pengfei's body and lay back on the sofa. Her two long, slender, and fair legs were wrapped tightly around Yang Pengfei's strong waist like an octopus. Intermittent moans escaped from her sexy and rosy mouth:

"Ah, ah, so good, so comfortable, faster, faster, don't stop, ah, ah..."

Hearing Xiaoman's lewd moans, Yang Pengfei felt that her tender red vulva was constantly leaking streams of milky white fluid. Yang Pengfei knew that the time was almost up. He slowly leaned over Xiaoman, supporting himself on both sides of her body with his arms, and gently kissed Xiaoman's beautiful face, which was brimming with desire. Then, he grasped his engorged penis with his right hand and slowly rubbed it against the outside of Xiaoman's tender red vulva a few times. Then, he thrust forward with all his might, and the erect penis pierced through the thin hymen and entered her.

"

Ah

...

Gently stroking Xiaoman's fiery red wavy hair, damp with sweat from excitement, Yang Pengfei began to gently twitch the hard, giant python he had placed inside her tender, red orifice.

With slight twitches of his body, he thrust in and out of the tender orifice. Milky white fluid, mixed with the bright red virgin blood, flowed continuously from the depths of the fleshy opening, dripping onto the sofa already stained with Xiaoman's semen. The scene was incredibly lewd.

As Yang Pengfei continued his thrusting, the waves of pleasure from below made Xiaoman's breathing quicken. Her fair, delicate face flushed even more, and intoxicating moans escaped from her sexy, rosy lips. Her flushed face no longer showed pain, but rather a comfortable, tingling, electric-like pleasure.

After a while of rapid thrusting, Yang Pengfei gently placed Xiaoman's fair, delicate upper body onto the large sofa. He looked at the bright red blood at their point of union.

An excited and lewd smile gradually appeared on his face. Looking up at the comfortable expression on Xiaoman's beautiful face, Yang Pengfei's lewd smile became even more lewd. While his lower body continued to move gently, Yang Pengfei's two devilish hands were placed on her chest, constantly stroking and kneading her pair of snow-white and tender peaks...

The waves of pleasure coming from her chest and lower body made Xiaoman's breathing more rapid, and her moans turned into lewd cries, constantly emanating from her sexy and red lips.

Hearing the wanton moans emanating from Xiaoman's sexy, rosy lips, Yang Pengfei's lewd smile deepened. Stimulated by the moans, the speed of his massive penis thrusting increased, each stroke penetrating deeply into the tender, red orifice, causing Xiaoman's vagina to spasm and twitch. Streams of milky white fluid and streaks of bright red virgin blood were then drawn out. Simultaneously, his two lewd hands kneaded her snow-white breasts, shaping them in various ways under his control...

Under Yang Pengfei's relentless and increasingly rapid thrusting and caressing, Xiaoman's breathing became more rapid, and her moans grew louder. Two soft, snow-white hands, seemingly out of nowhere, were now on her delicate body, ceaselessly caressing and kneading…

"Ah—"

With Yang Pengfei's continued thrusting, the walls of Xiaoman's tender, red orifice began to spasm violently, as if an electric current were coursing through her body. After a while, the beautiful Xiaoman suddenly let out a high-pitched cry, finally climaxing again. Streams of milky-white life essence shot out from her tender, red orifice, spraying onto the head of the giant python. Because the giant python was pressing against the entrance of her orifice, the milky-white life essence that sprayed from deep within could only remain inside, constantly combining with the juices and traces of bright red virgin blood.

After a while, streams of milky white liquid overflowed from Xiaoman's bright red and tender vulva, dripping onto the sofa along the crevices of the flesh walls or carried out by Yang Pengfei's erect and huge penis.

After savoring Xiaoman's full, firm breasts, which exuded a rich milky fragrance, Yang Pengfei's lips left those snow-white peaks. Looking up, he saw Xiaoman lying on the sofa after her orgasm, looking tired yet comfortable, her face flushed with desire, panting heavily. He felt both heartache and excitement. Considering that Xiaoman had only lost her virginity today and had already orgasmed several times before, to prevent her from becoming exhausted, Yang Pengfei held Xiaoman's slender waist and quickly thrust his massive penis in and out a dozen times. With a low growl, streams of hot, milky-white liquid, imbued with the essence of life, erupted like a volcano, accurately spraying onto the delicate flower bud deep inside Xiaoman's tender orifice. It combined with the life essence she had ejaculated inside her, then gushed out from her bright red orifice like a flood, all of it spilling onto the sofa, presenting an extremely lewd scene.

Yang Pengfei returned home, but Xiaolu wasn't back yet. He didn't even bother calling her again, collapsing onto the sofa. The frenzy in the private room had exhausted him, but he hadn't felt this exhilarated in a long time. He always felt a lack of passion when he was with Xiaolu before, perhaps because they had known each other for so long and were too familiar. Although Yang Pengfei was exhausted, he couldn't sleep, lying on the sofa recalling the scene in the private room.

After the passion subsided, Lu Xiaoman sobered up, quickly got up, and dressed. Yang Pengfei said, "You're still a virgin? Can I have your contact information?" He then pulled five hundred-yuan bills from his wallet and placed them on the coffee table.

At that moment, Yang Pengfei realized he was starting to like this girl. After all, he had taken her virginity, and he didn't want to end things like this, nor did he want her to fall into depravity. He knew he was powerless, but he wanted her phone number.

To his surprise, Lu Xiaoman didn't even glance at the five hundred yuan on the coffee table. She simply said in a low voice, "That's enough. My hymen was just repaired." Then, without looking back, she walked out of the private room, leaving a stunned Yang Pengfei speechless for a long time. He felt even more strongly that this girl was different from the other girls. Later, Yang Pengfei wandered around the hotel but didn't see Lu Xiaoman again, so he had no choice but to take a taxi home dejectedly.

A Jay Chou song, "Dong Feng Po," interrupted Yang Pengfei's reverie. His phone rang. He picked it up and saw it was He Xiao calling.

"Hey! You little brat, what's up so late? Don't you need to keep your beautiful, fierce girlfriend company?" Yang Pengfei was annoyed that He Xiao had interrupted his reverie and launched into a tirade.

"Hehe! Boss, I've already paid my dues and successfully completed the mission, so I have time to call you. How was it? Did you have a good time tonight? That chick was really hot."

"Hehe! Of course I had a great time. You know what, I've never seen a lady as beautiful and elegant as her in a place like this before. I really suspect she was just temporarily filling in as a prostitute."

"Yeah, I think so too. Sigh! If Xiao Rong hadn't been there today, I would never have let you have her so easily." He Xiao sighed on the other end.

"Haha! That's called fate, you know? If you and she aren't meant to be, don't blame me for getting there first, haha!" Yang Pengfei said smugly.

"I'm going to the Royal Hotel again tomorrow, I'll order her table. I have to try it no matter what."

Hearing He Xiao say he was going to order Lu Xiaoman's table tomorrow, Yang Pengfei suddenly felt a pang of jealousy and was speechless for a moment. He Xiao continued, "Hehe! Boss, you're having a good time. Be careful when your wife comes back and you can't fulfill your obligations, or you'll be kneeling at her bedside, haha!"

"Pah! Who do you think I am? I can't fulfill my obligations? I have plenty." Yang Pengfei laughed and cursed.

He Xiao laughed heartily on the other end. Just then, Yang Pengfei heard a noise at the door and said, "Xiaolu seems to be back. I'm not talking to you anymore, bye-bye!"

"Bye-bye!"

Yang Pengfei hung up the phone and went out to see, and sure enough, Xiaolu had returned. As soon as Qin Xiaolu entered the room, she took off her high heels, tossed them aside, and plopped down on the sofa, exclaiming, "I'm exhausted!"

Yang Pengfei, seeing this, quickly handed her a glass of water, saying, "Why are you only getting back now? You've been drinking again, haven't you? Look how red your face is. I told you to drink less, why didn't you listen?"

"Do you think I wanted to drink? It was at the banquet, everyone was toasting me, I couldn't refuse, and I had to drink to close the deal."

"Your boss is really something. You're a secretary, not a PR person, why are you being made to drink with clients?" Yang Pengfei said indignantly.

"You know our boss, he's as shrewd as a monkey. If he can use one person, he'll never use two. Sigh! What can I do? Jobs are hard to find these days. Anyway, I'm going to take a shower now." With that, she staggered into the bathroom.

Yang Pengfei was speechless and could only return to the sofa, absentmindedly flipping through a magazine. A little while later, Qin Xiaolu came out after showering, naked, and climbed into bed. Normally, Yang Pengfei would have pounced on her eagerly, but having just finished a passionate encounter, he wasn't too keen. However, afraid that his lack of enthusiasm would give Xiaolu away, he feigned eagerness and grabbed her. Xiaolu giggled and said, "Look how impatient you are, you big pervert!" Then she hugged Yang Pengfei tightly, their hands roaming over each other's bodies.

At this moment, Yang Pengfei's lust was slowly ignited by Xiaolu. Just as he was about to take further action, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his lower body. Xiaolu was tightly gripping his penis. Yang Pengfei was about to cry out in pain when he saw Xiaolu glaring at him angrily. Startled, Yang Pengfei said, "Let go, it hurts!"

"You know pain? Tell the truth! Which vixen were you fooling around with tonight? Or I'll crush it!" Xiaolu said angrily. Yang Pengfei

was even more alarmed, thinking, "Did she find out what I did with Xiaoman in the private room? Impossible, she was fine just now, how could she have found out in the blink of an eye?" So he said, "What are you saying? What vixen? What fooling around? Don't make wild guesses, okay?

" "Wild guesses? Then tell me what this is? How do you explain it?" "Xiaolu pointed at Yang Pengfei's naked lower body. Yang Pengfei looked down and couldn't help but groan inwardly. It turned out that the bodily fluids he had left behind when he was intimate with Lu Xiaoman in the private room were still stuck on his body, though they had long since dried, looking like clumps of dried paste.

At this moment, Yang Pengfei couldn't help but curse himself inwardly: "I'm as lazy as a pig, I didn't even bother to wash myself when I got home. Now what am I going to say?" His mind started racing.

Xiaolu sneered from the side: "Go ahead and make something up, make something up properly, there's still plenty of time. If you don't make it up well, be careful I..."

Before she could finish speaking, Yang Pengfei interrupted: "What am I going to make up? I'm like this because of you."

"Me? You're the one who's been fooling around outside and you're blaming me?" Qin Xiaolu shouted angrily.

"Who said I'm fooling around outside?"

"Then what's going on?" Yang

Pengfei grinned and moved closer to Qin Xiaolu, reaching for her ample breasts. She pushed him away, but he didn't give up. He continued, still grinning, and gently stroked Qin Xiaolu's back, saying, "Why did you come back so late? I've been missing you, but you weren't here, so I... I had to take care of it myself."

"Get lost! Aren't you disgusting?" Qin Xiaolu retorted, her expression softening considerably.

Yang Pengfei chuckled, "You've misunderstood me so much, shouldn't you make it up to me?" With that, his hands, which had been roaming Qin Xiaolu's back, moved to her chest. "Make it up to you, my foot! Go take a shower!" Qin Xiaolu playfully tapped Yang Pengfei's head. "Yes, ma'am! My dear wife!
" Yang Pengfei made a face and then dashed into the bathroom. While washing himself, he thought to himself, "Thank goodness it was all over. I'll have to clean up the mess before I go home next time. I can't let her find anything again. I can't make the same mistake twice. But I was pretty clever to react just now, haha!" Thinking of this, Yang Pengfei hummed a little tune with satisfaction. In the blink of an eye, Yang Pengfei had been working at Zhengguang Investment Development Bank for almost two months and was beginning to understand the bank's internal systems. Zhengguang Investment Development Bank was nominally a joint venture between the local government and a group company, but the group company actually held the controlling stake, and the bank's chairman of the board was also the chairman and largest shareholder of that group company. So, in a true sense, this bank was a private enterprise, but its development momentum was quite good, with branches in several major cities across the country, and it was currently preparing to expand into smaller cities. Of course, Yang Pengfei wasn't particularly interested in these things; these days, his main focus was on building good relationships with his colleagues, especially those in his own department. So far, his relationships with his colleagues were fairly harmonious, especially with Chen Jun and Xiao Li; Yang Pengfei and they... They were friends, but Yang Pengfei didn't want to deliberately curry favor with Director Zhang Shan, so their relationship was simply that of superior and subordinate. However, what frustrated Yang Pengfei most was that he still hadn't seen the beautiful woman he'd met in the elevator on his first day at work, which annoyed him greatly. Another thing that frustrated him was that Lu Xiaoman had indeed disappeared. That day, He Xiao called, disappointed, to tell him that Lu Xiaoman had left; he hadn't been able to ask her for a seat. At that moment, Yang Pengfei felt a little happy, but also a little worried, fearing he would never see her again. Later, Yang Pengfei went to the Royal Hotel alone several times, but still didn't see Lu Xiaoman. He asked Sister Zhou, who said she didn't know where she had gone either. This made Yang Pengfei sigh constantly these days, wondering why he kept encountering these mysterious women. That day, as soon as Yang Pengfei arrived at his office, before he even sat down properly, Xiao Li approached him mysteriously and said, "Something's happened! Something big has happened!" "What happened?" "Yang Pengfei said dismissively. He knew that Xiao Li usually liked to be mysterious, so he didn't take his words to heart at all. "Hehe! You'll be shocked when I tell you, Sanbing is in trouble!" Xiao Li said in a low voice. "What? Director Zhang is in trouble? What did he do? What exactly happened?" This news really surprised Yang Pengfei, so he asked repeatedly. Xiao Li was quite satisfied with Yang Pengfei's reaction, and felt that this news was very explosive, no less than when Bin Laden bombed the World Trade Center, so he said even more mysteriously: "I'm afraid he's no longer the director, you know? I heard that because he accepted gifts and red envelopes from clients, he didn't carefully review the clients' qualifications and repayment ability, which led to a bad loan and caused losses to the bank. I guess he's been fired by the bank now." Yang Pengfei exclaimed: "No way? Doesn't that mean he committed bribery and will go to jail?" " Xiao Li said, 'Originally, he would have been held legally responsible, but the bank's higher-ups saw that he had worked diligently in the past, and even if he hadn't made any great contributions, he had still put in a lot of effort. So they let him off the hook, made him return the gifts and red envelopes he had received, and then fired him without further investigation.' 'Really? Where did you get this information?' 'Hehe! Who am I? I'm a first-rate intelligence agent!' Xiao Li said with no small amount of pride, 'Haven't you noticed that Sanbing hasn't come to the office these past few days?' Yang Pengfei thought about it and realized that it was true. He hadn't seen Zhang Shan for several days. He had initially thought Zhang Shan was on a business trip, but since he hadn't informed them, it seemed that something had indeed happened to him. 'Hey! What are you two talking about? You seem to be having a lot of fun!' At this moment, Chen Jun arrived and shouted at them. When Xiao Li saw Chen Jun, he rushed over like a bee to a flower, saying, 'Chen Jun, I have some explosive news to tell you.'" Seeing Xiao Li 's expression, Yang Pengfei couldn't help but shake his head with a smile. This guy was quite interested in Chen Jun, often finding excuses to get close to her, bringing her tea and water, buying her snacks, and sometimes, when the director wasn't around, he would go to her desk and tell her jokes, mostly dirty jokes, which often made Chen Jun laugh so hard she couldn't stand up straight. But despite all this, Chen Jun wasn't particularly interested in him and usually ignored him. On the contrary, she seemed to have a good impression of Yang Pengfei, often getting close to him. She would ask Yang Pengfei for help with things like her computer breaking down or installing games. And Yang Pengfei, of course, wasn't exactly a gentleman either; he was happy to accept Chen Jun's advances and would occasionally take advantage of her when no one was around.

"Tch! What explosive news do you have? You turn trivial matters into national crises in your mouth," Chen Jun said dismissively.

Xiao Li, unfazed, continued, "This time it's definitely explosive news. Ask Pengfei if you don't believe me."

Chen Jun sat down on Yang Pengfei's desk, propped her hands on the table behind her, crossed her legs, and said casually, "I know what explosive news you're talking about. Is it about Sanbing being fired for accepting bribes?"

Seeing her alluring posture, Xiao Li felt even more tempted, his eyes constantly darting to her legs clad in black stockings beneath her business skirt, forgetting to answer. Yang Pengfei finally spoke, "Oh! You know about this too? It seems it's true."

"Of course it's true. I not only know Sanbing was fired, but I also know who our next director is," Chen Jun said slowly.

"Oh! Who is it?" Now Xiao Li was intrigued and asked.

"It's Yuan Tingting, the daughter of Yuan Zixiong, the chairman of the bank's board of directors."

"It's her! I heard she's a real beauty, and she just returned from studying at Cambridge University in England not long ago. She's a famous talented woman!" Xiao Li said excitedly . "Looks like we'll soon have a beautiful boss, haha!

" "Look at you, no matter how beautiful or talented she is, it's none of your business. Don't even think about her." Chen Jun said, a little annoyed. No woman likes it when a man talks about another woman's intelligence and beauty in front of her, and Chen Jun was no exception.

Xiao Li didn't know what she had done to upset Chen Jun, so she protested, "Where did I get any thoughts about her? I just think it's better to look at a beautiful woman's face than that big round pancake face of Sanbing's. I have no other thoughts, don't misunderstand me."

Chen Jun was about to say something when a voice interrupted, "Are you still chatting here? Go to the conference room for a meeting, there's something important to announce." It was Uncle Wang speaking. "Uncle Wang, what is it?" Yang Pengfei asked.

This was Yang Pengfei's first meeting since starting work.

"I'm not sure, it seems to be about personnel changes."

"I know, it must be the new director's announcement of his appointment." Xiao Li said, "Let's hurry up, we can't keep our beautiful boss waiting, that wouldn't make a good first impression." With that, he quickly got up and walked ahead of the group.

Chen Jun slowly got off the table, her right leg intentionally or unintentionally brushing against Yang Pengfei's inner thigh. The shimmering stockings on her calf made Yang Pengfei's heart race, and his manhood instantly sprang to life. Chen Jun noticed the change and covered her mouth, giggling softly.

Yang Pengfei wasn't going to be outdone. As Chen Jun got up to straighten her clothes, he pinched her plump buttocks hard from behind, making Chen Jun almost cry out in pain. Yang Pengfei smiled smugly at her, and Chen Jun gave him a charmingly coquettish glare.

When they arrived at the conference room, seeing that everyone else from the credit department was already there, they quickly found seats and waited for the new director's arrival. A moment later, the door opened, and a beautiful figure appeared before them. Yang Pengfei was both surprised and delighted; the new director was her!

It turned out that this new director was the girl Yang Pengfei had met in the elevator on his first day at work. This surprised and delighted Yang Pengfei; he was surprised that she was the daughter of the board chairman, Yuan Zixiong, whom he had assumed was just an ordinary employee like himself;

he was delighted to see her again. Ever since that encounter in the elevator, her beautiful image had remained etched in Yang Pengfei's mind, lingering there.

Yuan Tingting looked exactly as he had last seen her, with long, wine-red hair cascading over her shoulders. However, she wasn't wearing a business suit anymore; instead, she wore a black, tight-fitting dress with a low-cut neckline, revealing a hint of black lace bra.

Her fair and deep cleavage revealed her full and high breasts, her long and shapely thighs were encased in sheer black silk stockings, and she wore black high heels. Her wine-red hair shone with a captivating luster, and her eyelashes, coated with black mascara, curled upwards, making her large eyes appear even more watery and radiating a bewitching sensuality.

Chapter 007 Alternative Hint

Yang Pengfei couldn't help but secretly admire how beautiful and sexy this woman was becoming, but he completely dispelled any thoughts he might have had about her. She was the daughter of the bank's chairman of the board, with a net worth of over 100 million, while he was just an ordinary white-collar worker, working under her. The difference in their status was simply too great, so Yang Pengfei didn't want to become the toad Chen Jun had described.

Yuan Tingting sat down at the head of the conference table, behind her was Director Wang from the personnel department. Director Wang said, "This is your new director, Ms. Yuan Tingting. Everyone, please welcome her!" Immediately, applause rang out from around them.

Yuan Tingting waved gracefully, glanced around, and then noticed Yang Pengfei. She smiled slightly at him, and Yang Pengfei was delighted, thinking, "So she remembers me too." He quickly returned what he considered his most charming smile.

Yuan Tingting said, "I'm sure everyone knows why Zhang Shan left. That's right! He was dismissed because of bribery, and the amount was over two million yuan. Therefore, the board of directors decided to expel him.

Now I will be the director of the credit department. From now on, we are all colleagues. Let's work together to improve the business. Okay, that's all for now, meeting adjourned."

The meeting was very brief, showing the new director's pragmatic spirit. Yang Pengfei secretly admired her. Just as he was about to leave the meeting room, Yuan Tingting called him back: "Yang Pengfei, come to my office for a moment."

After saying that, she went straight to her office. Yang Pengfei had no choice but to follow her, his heart filled with unease. He wondered what she wanted to see him about. At this moment, Xiao Li gave him a knowing smile and secretly gave him a thumbs up. Yang Pengfei waved his fist at him, while Chen Jun remained expressionless, her thoughts unknown.

Upon entering the office, Yuan Tingting didn't speak, instead organizing the mountain of documents on her desk. Yang Pengfei waited for a while without her saying anything, so he couldn't help but speak first: "I never expected you to become my boss."

Yuan Tingting smiled lightly and said, "Surprised? Don't you want to work under a woman?"

Yang Pengfei quickly replied, "No, no, I'm not a chauvinist, I just didn't expect it. Didn't you say you were also a bank employee?"

"Yes, I am a bank employee. Now I'm your colleague, just one level above you."

"You're not an ordinary employee, you're Chairman Yuan's daughter, you could say you're the bank's owner, or at least a small boss," Yang Pengfei said, half-jokingly, half-seriously.

Yuan Tingting smiled and said, "Alright, enough chit-chat. I asked you to come with me."

"Where to?"

"Zhang Shan hasn't recovered the loan from that company, but they have a property mortgaged to our bank. We need to check the property's condition and then have it auctioned off to minimize our bank's losses. Let's go!"

Sitting in the passenger seat of Yuan Tingting's red Porsche, looking at the luxurious interior, Yang Pengfei couldn't help but sigh inwardly. Putting everything else aside, he might not be able to afford this car even after a lifetime of work.

At this moment, Yuan Tingting said, "Can you drive? Why don't you drive?" Yang Pengfei shook his head.

"It'll be inconvenient to run errands if you can't drive. How about this, you learn to drive sometime, and I'll reimburse you for the expenses," Yuan Tingting said casually.

Upon hearing this, Yang Pengfei's heart skipped a beat. He thought to himself, "Is she implying that I'll be promoted soon and that she'll even provide me with a car?" So he said, "Okay, I'll learn as soon as possible. Thank you, Director Yuan."

“When no one’s around, just call me Tingting. It sounds awkward to the director.”

Yang Pengfei quickly nodded in agreement, secretly pleased. He thought, “Looks like she likes me after all. Haha, my work will be easier from now on, at least better than working under Sanbing.”

Thinking this, Yang Pengfei boldly looked at Yuan Tingting, who was driving. She was wearing small sunglasses, her eyes fixed straight ahead, her long, wine-red hair flowing in the wind, her firm chest, flat stomach, and her bent legs forming a beautiful arc.

Yang Pengfei was engrossed in looking at her when he suddenly heard Yuan Tingting say, “Am I pretty?”

Yang Pengfei was caught off guard by her question and stammered, “Pretty…pretty.”

“Between me and your girlfriend, who’s prettier?” Yuan Tingting asked playfully.

“You’re the prettiest girl I’ve ever seen,” Yang Pengfei said. But his mind was on Lu Xiaoman.

“Oh, really? But what does it matter?” Yuan Tingting’s expression was somewhat forlorn as she spoke. Yang Pengfei sensed that she was experiencing some setback in her relationship, but not wanting to pry, he remained silent.

The company's property was located on the Third Ring Road in Donghai City, a three-story building in a fairly good location. Currently, no one worked there; only an old man sat in the guardhouse at the entrance.

Yang Pengfei told the old man, "We're bank employees. This building has been mortgaged to our bank. We're here today to check its condition so we can auction it off."

The old man didn't say anything, opened the door, and let them in. Yuan Tingting looked around and said, "Although the building is a bit dilapidated, the location is still good. The land is worth a lot. Okay, let's go to the auction company now and ask them to auction it off as soon as possible."

Yang Pengfei nodded, and the two walked out together. Just then, three young men with dyed blond hair and tattoos on their arms entered; they were clearly street thugs. Yang Pengfei... "Who are you? What do you want?"

one of them asked. "The owner here owes our boss a lot of money, and we're here to collect on the property,"

Yuan Tingting said. "These buildings have already been mortgaged to our bank, and we're going to auction them off. Please leave."

The leader of the thugs saw Yuan Tingting, his eyes lit up, and he put his hand in his mouth and whistled. Then, while lewdly looking at Yuan Tingting's full breasts and the way her tight skirt clung to her buttocks, he said, "Hehe, this chick wants us to leave. Come on, brothers, let's take her out."

With that, the three men leered and walked towards Yuan Tingting.

Yuan Tingting cursed under her breath, "Perverts," and then took out her phone from her bag to call the police. Seeing that Yuan Tingting was about to call the police, the thugs rushed at her. Yuan Tingting instinctively hid behind Yang Pengfei, who tightly protected her, preventing the three from getting close. He shouted, "Don't mess around!"

The leader yelled, "Mind your own business, or we'll beat you up too!" He then threw a punch at Yang Pengfei's face. Yang Pengfei easily dodged, grabbed his wrist, and twisted it downwards. A scream rang out as the leader fell to the ground, clutching his injured wrist and rolling around in agony.

The other two thugs were terrified. These thugs were usually bullies who only dared to bully the weak, but now, seeing that Yang Pengfei seemed to know some kung fu and had easily beaten them so badly they were crying for their mothers, they froze on the spot, not knowing what to do. At that moment, Yang Pengfei shouted, "Get lost!" The two men snapped out of their daze, quickly picked themselves up, and fled in panic.

"I didn't know you were so capable," Yuan Tingting said. "It's lucky I came with you today. If I had come with Lao Wang or Xiao Li, we would have been in big trouble."

"Hehe! I practiced for a few years in school. Dealing with these petty thieves is a piece of cake," Yang Pengfei said with no small amount of pride.

"It's almost lunchtime. How about this, I'll treat you to dinner as a thank you for your help," Yuan Tingting said, glancing at the time.

"Don't be so polite, it's only right. I came out with you, so if anything happens to you, I'll take full responsibility."

"Come on, do I have to beg you again and again?" Yuan Tingting said to him with a smile, her smile extremely charming.

Chapter 008 Parting Ways

Yang Pengfei couldn't refuse any longer, so he got into the car. Yuan Tingting started the car, and the Porsche sports car sped away like an arrow.

Yuan Tingting drove very fast, and Yang Pengfei asked, "Where are we going to eat?"

"Where do you want to go?" Yuan Tingting asked back.

"Hehe! I'll go wherever you want, wherever you say, I'll go with the flow." Yang Pengfei said with a smile.

"Alright, let's go to the International Grand Hotel, how about that?"

"The International Grand Hotel? No need for such extravagance, let's just find a restaurant."

"Hehe, how can that be? You're a hero who bravely fought off the thugs today, how can I be negligent?"

"Sigh! You're treating me to dinner at such a high-class place today, isn't that putting me in a difficult position?" Yang Pengfei said, feigning worry.

Yuan Tingting asked curiously, "How am I putting you in a difficult position?"

"Look, you're treating me to dinner at the International Grand Hotel today, so where am I supposed to treat you in the future? If it's a place lower in class than the International Grand Hotel, I'll lose face. If it's a place higher in class than the International Grand Hotel, firstly, it seems there aren't any places like that in Donghai City, and secondly, even if there were, it's not something a lowly employee like me can afford. Isn't that putting me in a difficult position?" "

Haha, I didn't expect you to be so good at talking besides fighting. Are you hinting that I should promote you or give you a raise? Otherwise, I won't be able to eat the meals you treat me to!" Yuan Tingting said with a charming laugh.

Yang Pengfei made an exaggerated expression and said, "Wow! You're so clever! You immediately understood my hidden meaning. My admiration for you is like a surging river, endless and unstoppable; like the Yellow River bursting its banks, unstoppable!"

"Haha! You're so glib." The two chatted and laughed, and soon arrived at the International Hotel.

The International Hotel was the only five-star hotel in Donghai City, luxuriously decorated, fully equipped, and with complete functions. Of course, its price was equally astonishing.

Before the car had even come to a complete stop, the doorman was already waiting beside it, opening the car door for them attentively, while two other people opened the glass doors for them. Entering the lobby, it was truly magnificent, even the marble floor seemed to shimmer. At this moment, a middle-aged man approached. Judging from the name tag on his chest, he was probably the lobby manager. He walked up to Yuan Tingting and respectfully said, "Ms. Yuan, how can I help you?"

Yuan Tingting said, "I'm having dinner with a friend today. Could you please arrange a good seat for me on the second floor?"

"Of course, Ms. Yuan, please follow me." The lobby manager led them to a seat by the railing on the second floor. This seat was indeed quite nice; two large flowerpots were placed on either side of the chair, filled with lush green plants. From here, one could clearly see the entire lobby below, while the plants obscured the view of those below.

After the two were seated, the lobby manager asked, "What would you two like to order?" He then casually beckoned a waiter and handed them the menu.

Yuan Tingting asked, "Pengfei, what would you like to eat?"

Yang Pengfei looked at the fancy names on the menu, unsure of what they actually referred to, and said, "You order, I'm easygoing."

Yuan Tingting smiled slightly and said, "Okay, then, two steaks and two fruit salads, oh, and a bottle of red wine, the 45-year-old kind."

"Okay, please wait a moment."

After the lobby manager walked away, Yang Pengfei said, "It seems the lobby manager and you are quite familiar. Do you come here often?"

"Yes, I come here every day."

"Every day?" Yang Pengfei asked in surprise. "How much does that cost?"

Yuan Tingting chuckled at his expression and said, "I just returned from England not long ago and haven't had time to buy a house yet, but I don't want to live with my family because I'm used to being independent. So I've been renting a room here long-term, and of course, I come here every day."

"That must cost a lot of money."

"Hehe, this hotel is also owned by the Julong Group, so it doesn't cost me much."

"Oh!" Yang Pengfei suddenly realized. So the chairman of the Julong Group was Yuan Tingting's father, Yuan Zixiong. The boss's daughter naturally wouldn't spend much money staying here.

Yang Pengfei looked around. There weren't many people dining on the second floor. Only a few people were scattered around a few tables. Not far away, a girl in white was sitting there, playing the piano with great concentration, regardless of whether anyone was listening. Downstairs, several girls in work clothes were wiping the floor with large mops from time to time. Yang Pengfei laughed and said, "No wonder it's a five-star hotel. Not to mention the girl playing the piano, even the girls mopping the floor are all beauties."

Yuan Tingting snorted and said, "You men, all you ever do is look at women, you're all lecherous."

Yang Pengfei protested, "No way! I'm a good man of the new era. Liking to look at beautiful women doesn't mean I'm lecherous. Everyone has a love of beauty. Besides, what else do men look at if not women? If they look at other men, they'd probably be even more outrageously lecherous, hehe! But speaking of which, with you by my side, I really don't need to look at other girls. Compared to them, your beauty is like the moon compared to the stars."

"Sweet talk, glib tongue," Yuan Tingting said coquettishly. Looking at Yang Pengfei's not-so-handsome face, Yuan Tingting's eyes glazed over. She thought to herself, "So alike! So alike! Even the tone of his voice is so similar. Could it be that heaven took pity on my constant longing for him and arranged this man who looks exactly like him to be by my side, so that I can develop a new relationship with him and forget the past? No, impossible. He already has a girlfriend, and besides, he can't replace the one I miss day and night."

Seeing Yuan Tingting staring at him, Yang Pengfei felt a little embarrassed. He turned his head away to look at the people coming and going in the lobby below. Suddenly, his expression changed. He could hardly believe his eyes. He rubbed them hard a few times, and upon closer inspection, he realized he wasn't mistaken. It was his girlfriend, Qin Xiaolu. She was walking towards the front desk intimately with a man. The man had one arm around her slender waist and was carrying a briefcase in the other, while she leaned tightly against him.

Yang Pengfei had never seen Qin Xiaolu dressed so sexily before. She wore a tight white shirt, her full breasts pushing a gap between the first two buttons, revealing glimpses of her cleavage and the lace trim of her white bra. Her short skirt clung tightly to her buttocks, almost showing the edge of her stockings. Yang Pengfei recognized the man; he was Qin Xiaolu's boss, Cheng Dafu.

Yuan Tingting noticed Yang Pengfei's strange expression and his fixed gaze downwards. She followed his gaze and saw a couple who appeared to be a couple attracting his attention. The man was talking to the receptionist, then picked up a room key and led the woman into the elevator.

Yang Pengfei's face grew increasingly grim. Yuan Tingting seemed to have guessed something and cautiously asked, "Do you know that woman?" Yang Pengfei nodded heavily. Then Yuan Tingting added, "Is she your girlfriend?"

"Don't say anything," Yang Pengfei growled, but quickly realized his outburst and said, "I'm sorry."

"It's okay, I understand how you feel right now, but don't overthink it. Maybe they're going to discuss work." Even Yuan Tingting herself didn't believe this when she said it; how could they be so intimate and dressed so provocatively for work?

At this moment, Yang Pengfei took out his phone and dialed a number. After a while, the call was answered. "Hey! Where are you? Let's go out for dinner together," Yang Pengfei said, forcing himself to calm down. He listened to what was being said on the other end of the line, and then quickly hung up.

"What did she say?" Yuan Tingting asked with concern.

"She said she was working, very busy, and didn't have time." With that, Yang Pengfei slumped back into his chair.

Yuan Tingting said, "Let's wait for her for another twenty minutes. If she doesn't come out, we'll go up and expose her lies." As soon as she said it, Yuan Tingting was secretly surprised, thinking, "What's wrong with me? Do I really want to see them turn against each other and go their separate ways?" Yang Pengfei nodded slightly, saying nothing, just drinking heavily.

Chapter 009 Drunken Misconduct

Twenty minutes passed quickly. Yang Pengfei rushed to the front desk and asked the receptionist, "Which room are that man and woman in?"

"I'm sorry, sir, we must keep our clients' information confidential," the receptionist said politely.

"Just tell him," Yuan Tingting said behind him. Seeing that she was the boss's daughter, the receptionist dared not disobey and said, "Room 1156 on the 11th floor." Without another word, Yang Pengfei rushed into the elevator, Yuan Tingting following closely behind.

Just as Yang Pengfei finished his phone call with Qin Xiaolu, Qin Xiaolu and Cheng Dafu entered the room. As soon as the door closed, Cheng Dafu eagerly embraced Qin Xiaolu, quickly stripping off her clothes. His hands roamed over her fair body, savoring the allure of her figure. He stroked her calves, then her shoulders, lingering briefly on her breasts before sliding down her slender waist and flat stomach, teasing her dark pubic hair, and occasionally gently kneading her vulva with his fingers.

"Don't do this! Didn't you say we came to discuss work?" Qin Xiaolu said, grabbing at the man's caresses.

"This is work too, oh, darling, come on!" With that, Cheng Dafu picked her up and carried her to the bedside.

Just as they were about to enjoy their passionate lovemaking, a heavy banging on the door startled them, and before they could separate their intimately connected bodies, a familiar figure appeared before them.

Although Yang Pengfei was somewhat prepared, the scene before him still shocked and angered him. Qin Xiaolu was disheveled and completely naked, her breasts, which had once captivated him, completely exposed to the air, trembling slightly.

The two bright red nipples still stood proudly erect, seemingly still immersed in the excitement of the moment. Beside her, Cheng Dafu was also completely naked, his already overweight belly bulging like a fermented bun, his two white and plump thighs spread wide, making his penis, still stained with their bodily fluids, stand erect and pointing upwards, as if protesting to its owner: "I haven't had my fill yet, why did it come out?"

The two lay motionless on the bed, seemingly still unaware of the sudden change. Yang Pengfei remained silent, just staring at them. By now, Yang Pengfei had calmed down from his initial anger and wanted to take a good look at the ugly state of this couple.

The three of them stared at each other in this awkward silence for a moment, when suddenly Qin Xiaolu screamed, "Ah!" She grabbed the sheet beside her and wrapped it tightly around herself, burying her head under the pillow, not daring to look at Yang Pengfei again. At this moment, Cheng Dafu also came to his senses, frantically searching for his clothes while stammering, "Brother...brother, I...she..."

"Who's your brother?" Yang Pengfei roared, rushing towards Cheng Dafu, raising his fist to deliver a blow to his fleshy face. However, just a centimeter away from Cheng Dafu's face, Yang Pengfei heard a pitiful scream: "No!" Yang Pengfei abruptly stopped, looking at Qin Xiaolu's sorrowful face and tear-filled eyes.

Yang Pengfei's heart softened, and he sighed inwardly, "So be it. Since she no longer has me in her heart, why should I continue to entangle myself with her?" Thinking this, Yang Pengfei suppressed the bitterness in his heart, pushed Cheng Dafu aside, and walked out of the room without looking back. Behind him came Qin Xiaolu's heart-wrenching cry: "Pengfei!" Yuan

Tingting saw Yang Pengfei come out and quickly went to greet him, asking, "How are you? Are you alright?" She didn't follow Yang Pengfei into the house but waited in the corridor outside the door.

"I'm fine. Come on, let's go for a drink," Yang Pengfei said, feigning generosity.

Yuan Tingting knew he was upset, so she didn't stop him. She said, "Then let's not go downstairs to drink. Let's go to my room instead. It's quiet there. I'll have the waiter bring up the food and drinks." Yuan Tingting was worried he might cause trouble in public after drinking, so she suggested this, though there were other reasons as well. Yang Pengfei nodded and followed her to the room she had booked.

Yuan Tingting was staying in a large suite, its furnishings even surpassing those of a presidential suite, and it was still magnificent. Of course, Yang Pengfei had no interest in appreciating it at the moment. He immediately collapsed onto the large, soft sofa in the living room, lost in thought.

Yang Pengfei wasn't sure if he loved Qin Xiaolu. Although his initial motives for being with her weren't pure—he was initially attracted to her beauty and wanted to escape the shadow of a past heartbreak—after nearly two years of getting to know each other, he had come to see her as his life partner and intended to dedicate his life to her. Despite occasional physical relationships with other women, his commitment to her had never wavered, and he had never imagined Qin Xiaolu would betray him.

But now, he saw Qin Xiaolu in another man's arms. Yang Pengfei couldn't bear it; his head throbbed with pain.

"Come on, have something to drink," a soft voice interrupted his thoughts. Looking up, he saw the coffee table laden with food and drinks; the waiter had brought them out sometime earlier. Yang Pengfei took the glass and downed it in one gulp.

"Drink slowly, eat more," Yuan Tingting said gently. Yang Pengfei seemed oblivious, continuing to drink glass after glass. Yuan Tingting had no choice but to drink two glasses with him.

"Can you tell me about you and her?" Yuan Tingting asked. She felt it would be better for him to speak up; otherwise, drinking silently like this would only drown his sorrows, and the result would only be more sorrowful.

Yang Pengfei looked at Yuan Tingting's face, which became even more beautiful from drinking, and said, "When I first saw her, it was just like when I first saw you—both were dazzlingly beautiful."

"Really?" Yuan Tingting said softly, her face flushed, whether from shyness or from the alcohol, it was hard to tell. "And what happened between you two?"

"Haha, what happened? You've seen it all, haven't you? What else is there to say?" Although Yang Pengfei said this, after drinking a glass, he still told Yuan Tingting everything about his time with Qin Xiaolu. He needed to confide in her; he knew it was over between him and Qin Xiaolu, so he wanted a thorough recollection.

And so, Yang Pengfei continued to reminisce, drinking glass after glass of wine. Gradually, the various colored lights flickered before his eyes, and Yuan Tingting's beautiful face blurred. Yang Pengfei's head spun, and all he wanted was to find a place to lie down and sleep, to forget all these worries...

When he woke up in the morning, Yang Pengfei found himself lying on a large bed. The clean white sheets and blankets exuded a pleasant fragrance, and his whole body felt incredibly comfortable. Not far from the bed were pale blue floor-length curtains. The room was clean, tidy, and exquisitely furnished. "Where am I? What happened last night?" Yang Pengfei racked his brains, trying to recall the events of the previous night.

Suddenly, something was placed on his neck, startling him. Upon closer inspection, he saw a smooth, white arm. This was quite a shock. Yang Pengfei quickly turned his head and saw Yuan Tingting staring at him with her beautiful eyes.

"You're awake!" Yuan Tingting said softly.

"You...I...did..." Yang Pengfei stammered, too nervous to speak.

Seeing his state, Yuan Tingting chuckled softly and said, "It's nothing, we all drank too much last night."

"You're not angry with me?" Yang Pengfei asked cautiously.

"Silly boy, if I were angry with you, I wouldn't be talking to you like this," Yuan Tingting said coquettishly.

Hearing her gentle words, Yang Pengfei felt a surge of excitement. He thought to himself, "Am I dreaming? She's been my dream girl for the past few months! She's so elegant, so beautiful, so unattainable. I never dared to imagine that I could share a bed with her one day, and now she's right in front of me! It's unbelievable. It seems alcohol really is a good thing. Being drunk and acting recklessly isn't such a bad thing after all. Without it, I don't think I would ever dare to do anything inappropriate to her."

Seeing him staring at her blankly, Yuan Tingting smiled and asked, "What are you thinking about?"

"Am I dreaming?" Yang Pengfei had barely finished speaking when he cried out in pain, "Ouch!"

Yuan Tingting had pinched his penis hard, then playfully said, "Now you know it's not a dream, right?"

"I know, I know," Yang Pengfei exclaimed, secretly groaning, "Why do women always pinch your little treasure when they're being intimate?"

"Haha!"

Yang Pengfei saw Yuan Tingting laughing uncontrollably, and her fair skin and the faintly visible breasts peeking out from under the covers. A surge of heat rose within him, and he said with a wicked grin, "We were both drunk last night, we don't even know what it felt like. How about we do it again?" Without waiting for a reply, he moved closer, feeling Yuan Tingting's warm, smooth body press against him. Her full breasts pressed against his chest. Yang Pengfei wrapped his arms around her back, pressing her body against his. At that moment, Yang Pengfei truly understood what it meant to hold a soft, warm body in his arms.

Their bodies intertwined under the covers. Yang Pengfei's penis uncontrollably throbbed between Yuan Tingting's legs, roaming through the pubic hair below her abdomen. His hands, meanwhile, traveled from Yuan Tingting's full buttocks upwards, across her slender waist, finally settling on her breasts.

Yuan Tingting's breasts were firm, large, and smooth, feeling wonderful to the touch. Yang Pengfei greedily caressed them, and under his touch, the two nipples on her breasts hardened. At this moment, Yuan Tingting emitted sounds that made one's blood boil, and her body writhed beneath him like a snake.

Yang Pengfei didn't want to keep her waiting too long. He took a deep breath, suppressing the surging desire within him, and touched the swollen, purplish-red head of his penis to Yuan Tingting's already slippery and moist petals. The glans of his penis rubbed up and down along the gap between the two tender red petals, and a drop of milky white nectar, emitting a faint fragrance, overflowed from the pink and bright red cleft.

After rubbing his large penis between Yuan Tingting's labia for a while, Yang Pengfei felt that her vaginal fluids were flowing more and more abundantly, and her beautiful opening was burning hot, indicating that it was time to proceed. He thrust his hips forward with a "whoosh," and his large penis penetrated about four or five inches. Taking advantage of the slippery, sticky vaginal fluid, Yang Pengfei's penis parted Yuan Tingting's tender pink petals and pushed inward. It felt as if his swollen penis was tightly enveloped by a layer of soft, warm flesh, like a baby's mouth sucking on a nipple.

"Ouch..."

Yuan Tingting let out a stammering scream, "It hurts so much... Stop it..."

She had only been deflowered by Yang Pengfei the night before, and she still couldn't take it.

While screaming in agony, she pushed against Yang Pengfei's lower abdomen. Yang Pengfei felt his large penis inside Yuan Tingting's tight, warm, and moist vaginal canal, experiencing an indescribable pleasure. Seeing her pushing against her lower abdomen, and noticing her pale face and furrowed brows, he looked like he was in unbearable pain.

Although his penis had only penetrated a little over four inches into Yuan Tingting's vaginal canal, the indescribable pleasure—a mixture of pain, numbness, soreness, and itching—gave her a feeling of fullness, tightness, and comfort. Her whole body trembled inexplicably, and the walls of her vaginal canal writhed, tightly gripping his penis.

She let out a long sigh, waiting for his thrusts to relieve the unbearable tingling and emptiness in her tender vaginal canal. Yang Pengfei, however, thrust slowly and gently, wanting to prolong this rare moment of pleasure. She, however, wanted to reach orgasm quickly and began to move her hips back and forth to speed up the thrusts. He grabbed her hips: "Tingting, don't move around, don't rush. You must know that haste makes waste."

Yang Pengfei didn't want to be too cruel and make Yuan Tingting nervous and scared. A dignified, sexy, and mature beauty like her must be cherished and possessed for a long time.

Although Yang Pengfei's lust was burning, and his large penis felt incredibly comfortable being gripped by her beautiful vaginal canal, he didn't dare to thrust rashly anymore. So he changed to a grinding motion, slowly twisting his hips, making his large penis rotate inside her vaginal canal. With the undulating and grinding of the soft, moist walls of her flower garden, his large penis was fully inserted into her tight flower garden.

Yuan Tingting's captivating, mysterious, and lively eyes were half-closed, her long, slightly upturned eyelashes trembling gently. A light sheen of sweat glistened on her smooth nose, her nostrils flaring, and her beautifully curved lips parted slightly as she breathed softly. A

delicate fragrance, like the scent of orchids, wafted across Yang Pengfei's face like a spring breeze. Yang Pengfei's already pounding heart was further aroused by Yuan Tingting's passion, his groin throbbing with blood, his large, purplish-red penis stretching the pink petals of her vulva, filled with milky white fluid, until they glistened.

The intense stimulation caused Yuan Tingting to moan and gasp softly, her slender waist swaying instinctively, a mixture of welcome and resistance. Her tender petals trembled and opened, as if sucking on the tip of his penis. The sensitive ridge of his penis was gently bitten and pinched by Yuan Tingting's pink petals, and Yang Pengfei's thighs pressed tightly against the base of her snow-white, jade-like legs, the smooth, rounded skin a sensation that made Yang Pengfei's pores open in pleasure.

Yuan Tingting had never experienced true ecstasy before. Now, the exceptionally gifted Yang Pengfei had penetrated her, the intense pleasure making her feel like she was floating on air.

Hearing this, Yuan Tingting's movements slowed down. Yang Pengfei understood her psychology; she wanted to reach orgasm quickly partly because of her body's urgent need and partly because she feared things might go wrong if she delayed. She just wanted to finish as soon as possible. But he couldn't let her have her way. Perhaps he had cultivated for a thousand years to have the opportunity to possess her; how could he end it so easily? He wanted to savor her body slowly.

Yuan Tingting's body movements slowed, but instead she contracted her tender vaginal canal. Each contraction sent a surge of intense pleasure through Yang Pengfei's large penis. He knew he'd ejaculate soon, so he slapped her buttocks hard: "Tingting, don't move your body. The walls of your vagina shouldn't move either, okay?"

Yuan Tingting was as docile as a kitten. Perhaps sex was the best way to awaken a woman's submissive nature. Seeing her obedient demeanor, Yang Pengfei's excitement grew. He slowly thrust in and out, reaching out to touch her breasts. Her moans grew louder as Yang Pengfei invaded her two most sensitive areas. His hands grasped her breasts, pinching her nipples between his fingers, stretching, pressing, kneading, and rotating them.

At this moment, one of her hands even reached under her body to rub her clitoris. Such movements looked very stimulating, and Yang Pengfei wanted to watch, including the twisting of her hips. However, he was afraid that they would reach orgasm too soon, so he stopped her from doing it.

Yang Pengfei grabbed her slender waist and began to increase the speed of his thrusts. The flesh of her buttocks swayed with his impact, the ripples disappearing at her waist, one wave after another. Looking at this rolling, tender white flesh, he felt an indescribable pride. His thrusts rippled her buttocks, and her buttocks rippled his soul. This incomparably beautiful and fragrant buttocks seemed to make him ejaculate if he looked at it again. So he grabbed her buttocks with both hands to stop the swaying. It wasn't that he was incompetent, but the young woman beneath him was too beautiful.

The milky white fluid in her tender vaginal canal increased, making Yang Pengfei's large penis rub against it with a gurgling, lewd sound. The thrusting was very smooth, and the smooth walls of her tender vaginal canal gently caressed his head. Yuan Tingting pleaded, "Pengfei, I'm so tired, I can't hold on anymore, please let me lie down."

Yang Pengfei had also been in this position for a long time and felt tired, so he laid her horizontally on the bed. She took the initiative to lift and spread her legs. It was as natural as if they were husband and wife. He suddenly wondered if she would hate him, and what would happen after it was over. Perhaps he was a little sober at this moment, and thought about the practical issues, but he didn't dare to think about them too deeply, afraid that the answer would be too terrible. So he put all of that out of his mind and focused on enjoying her physical feast.

Yang Pengfei hoisted her long, straight legs onto his shoulders, then leaned over her, letting her legs rest against her chest. His entire body folded up, her hips and even her waist were lifted, and then he thrust his large penis all the way in. This position was perhaps the deepest penetration he could achieve. She opened her mouth wide and let out a loud moan, a primal sound without any pretense, emanating from the depths of her soul.

She finally succumbed completely to pleasure, to his large penis. Each withdrawal was complete, each insertion to the very end. This exhilarating thrusting brought them both great joy. She gripped his arm tightly, finding a sense of security in the pleasure that felt like floating in the air.

Yuan Tingting's tongue incessantly licked her lips; how could her tender red tongue and lips be without comfort, only able to comfort each other? Yang Pengfei lowered her legs and put his tongue in her mouth, swirling it around. She took his tongue in her mouth, swallowing and spitting it out as if savoring a delicious treat. He teased her, the frequency of his thrusts matching the frequency of her sucking his tongue.

With each suck, he thrust into her; she was fast, he was fast; she was slow, he was slow. Gradually, she discovered this pattern and, perhaps wanting to feel more comfortable, she quickly swallowed and spit out his tongue. Yang Pengfei thrust into her even more violently.

Yang Pengfei began to gently thrust his lower body, the head of his penis grinding in and out of Yuan Tingting's secret passage. The ridges of his glans scraped against her tender petals, causing them to spit out and spit out like spring flowers. He turned in and out, Yuan Tingting's slender legs were already down, and the two of them wrapped their arms around each other's waists, holding each other's buttocks, pressing their lower bodies even closer together. Because they were having intercourse standing up, Yuan Tingting's smooth, soft pink legs rubbed against Yang Pengfei's thighs. The two of them eagerly sought each other's lips again, thirstily sucking and tasting.

Yang Pengfei thrust his lower body forcefully, the hard, thick head of his penis immediately striking the core of Yuan Tingting's uterus. Yuan Tingting trembled all over, her slender fingers gripping Yang Pengfei's buttocks tightening instinctively. Her tight little honey pot, filled with honey-like love juice, instinctively contracted rapidly, sucking the entire thick penis in and making it unable to move. Their genitals seemed to be stuck together.

"Ah... Pengfei... don't suddenly use so much force... Tingting... I can't take it... Tingting... I..."

Yuan Tingting's eyes were sparkling, her alluring appearance captivating. Her skin was slightly flushed and sweaty, and she was panting heavily. Her snow-white body writhed like a snake, tightly wrapped around Yang Pengfei's constantly thrusting body, swaying her snow-white, plump buttocks to meet Yang Pengfei's onslaught.

The two slender, boneless legs wrapped around Yang Pengfei's waist suddenly tightened in spasms, binding his waist like iron hoops, causing a dull ache. Yuan Tingting's protruding labia pressed forcefully against Yang Pengfei's pubic bone, the two petals rapidly contracting and biting the base of his large penis.

"Like this... Hold on... Pengfei... Right there... Don't move... Ah... Hold on hard... Ah..."

Yuan Tingting's cheeks flushed a delicate red, and with heavy moans, she arched her back, twisted her shapely buttocks, and rubbed her mons pubis against his pubic bone.

Under Yuan Tingting's guidance, Yang Pengfei forcefully pressed the glans of his penis against the clitoris deep within Yuan Tingting's tender vagina. He felt the smooth, protruding little fleshy ball deep within her vagina, under her intense hip-twisting friction, rubbing against the glans of his penis like a sweet kiss. The intense pleasure of intercourse spread rapidly throughout his body from the gripped glans and glans, and instantly Yang Pengfei's head swelled with blood, and goosebumps rose all over his body.

At the same time, thick, slightly hot, milky-white fluid continuously gushed from Yuan Tingting's small mouth. Yang Pengfei's large penis was warmed by the hot vaginal fluid, as if it were being sucked into a soft, moist sponge. The soft, tender flesh of Yuan Tingting's vaginal canal walls also writhed and rubbed against his entire penis. Yuan Tingting's orgasms continued, and her high-bridged eyes glistened with tears.

"Pengfei, why haven't you come yet?"

Yuan Tingting's face was still flushed after several orgasms, and she looked at Yang Pengfei, who was sweating but had not yet ejaculated, with seductive eyes.

"Good Tingting, good Tingting, because I am exceptionally talented and tireless in battle."

Yang Pengfei's lewd smile grew increasingly lewd as he listened to Yuan Tingting's words. He grabbed Yuan Tingting's fair and tender breasts, bent down, and took a mouthful of her slightly reddened nipple. Yuan Tingting's nipple was instantly transformed into a hard cherry by the serpentine tongue and the warm saliva in his mouth.

"Ah...don't do this...Pengfei...I can't take it...you...I'll break down there...ah..."

Yang Pengfei ignored Yuan Tingting's protests, sucking on her red cherry. Yuan Tingting's tender white breasts were pressed tightly against Yang Pengfei's naked and strong chest, their sensitive skin pressed intimately together. Both of them felt the warmth emanating from each other's bodies, and at the same time, his hard, large penis began to thrust and pump in Yuan Tingting's incredibly wet and narrow honey pot, causing her to fall into a state of ecstasy once again.

"Ah... Pengfei... you... you really are... ah... a little gentler... um..."

Yuan Tingting instinctively thrust her protruding labia to meet the thrusting, her tender, smooth vulva like a small mouth constantly sucking on the large penis moving in and out between her legs.

The two lower bodies were tightly joined together without any gaps: a thick, long, dark penis moved in and out of Yuan Tingting's fair and tender, slender legs, sometimes going all the way in, pressing against her flesh, sometimes exiting slowly and quickly, the swollen head sometimes completely withdrawing from the peach blossom secret place covered by the soft black hair,

and sometimes just getting stuck on the two thick, fleshy labia that were squeezed open. Yang Pengfei continued his diligent work, head bowed. One hand held Yuan Tingting's swaying waist, the other gripped her trembling, plump, soft buttocks. He thrust harder, his large penis throbbing wildly, penetrating deeper and deeper, withdrawing more and more rapidly.

Yuan Tingting moaned and cried out in ecstasy, occasionally mingling with the wet, slick sounds of her penis gushing and splashing, making her feel weak all over, as if all her strength had vanished. Even with her eyes closed, her mind was filled with the image of that thick penis entering and exiting her red, moist vulva, an image she couldn't shake.

The two had reached a crucial moment. Yuan Tingting seemed completely lost in herself, writhing and responding to Yang Pengfei's advances. She breathed heavily, her head swaying from side to side, her hair flying wildly, her starry eyes half-open, her red lips, tightly clenched, glistening with desire. Her snowy buttocks undulated like waves, twisting and turning repeatedly. Between the opening and closing of her lips, one could see the milky white love juice constantly secreted under the pressure of his large penis, dripping wetly.

Yang Pengfei launched a series of rapid attacks on Yuan Tingting, his large penis thrusting in and out like the wind, the sounds of "plop, plop" filling the air. The head of his penis gently spun and rubbed within Yuan Tingting's hot, tight vagina, the ridges of the head lightly scraping against her vaginal walls. Suddenly, waves of pleasure surged like a raging tide, and Yuan Tingting could no longer hold on. She screamed, her limbs locking

around Yang Pengfei's body. A stream of hot, milky-white fluid gushed out, the sensation so intense that it made Yang Pengfei's penis feel like it was melting. Yang Pengfei abruptly released his grip, letting the weak and dazed Yuan Tingting collapse limply onto the bed. He then pressed his heavy body down onto her soft, hot body, grabbing her soft breasts one by one and pinching them wantonly.

Yuan Tingting's delicate body seemed to leap up, ignoring the pain in her vaginal canal. She thrust her plump buttocks upwards, repeatedly pressing her deep valley against his large penis, creating a tight connection. She felt incredibly comfortable, experiencing a pleasure and bliss she had never known before.

Today was the first time she had tasted such a sensation, leaving her in a semi-conscious state. Yang Pengfei's large penis had rubbed her to the point of ecstasy, making her feel like a god. Yang Pengfei's grinding motion made his large penis rub against the walls of her tender vagina even more closely and effectively.

With each rub, Yuan Tingting's whole body would twitch and tremble. The pleasure and comfort she felt were unlike anything she had ever experienced. Yang Pengfei ground faster and faster, feeling a gush of hot, honey-like love juice shooting straight out of Yuan Tingting's vaginal canal towards the head of his penis. Then, he pressed down hard with his hips, and with a "whoosh," his large penis was fully inserted to the bottom. It was warm, tight, and extremely comfortable.

"Ah——————"

Yuan Tingting cried out, her delicate body trembling and convulsing. A wave of pleasurable sensation spread throughout her body, causing her legs to flare wildly, her plump buttocks to sway, and her hands to wrap tightly around Yang Pengfei like snakes.

Yang Pengfei glanced at the two long, straight jade legs on her waist, his lewd smile growing increasingly lascivious. But he didn't stop. He slowly pulled his large penis out, then slowly inserted it again, pulling out and inserting, each time touching the depths of Yuan Tingting's flower core, making her moan and groan.

Yuan Tingting instinctively raised her pink buttocks, thrusting her crevice upwards, higher and higher. Yang Pengfei thrust faster and deeper, feeling that Yuan Tingting's beautiful passage was warm and tight, with spring water and nectar flowing out continuously. Her flower core was opening and closing, gripping his large penis tightly, making Yang Pengfei feel incredibly comfortable, as if he were about to erupt like a volcano.

Yuan Tingting's cherry lips parted slightly, panting heavily, her body glistening with sweat, her eyes half-closed, her beautiful face displaying an expression of sexually satisfied pleasure. She cried out in a wanton voice, "Ah... Pengfei... my little darling... my sweetheart... you're so amazing... your big cock is... so... so... so close... it's going to kill me... I can't take it anymore... ah... I can't take it anymore... I'm going to die... ah..." "Oh no... I... I'm going to lose it again..."

Yang Pengfei's thick, long, and enormous penis thrust in and out violently, employing techniques such as three shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, six shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, and left and right thrusts. When it reached the bottom, he rotated his hips, causing the head of his penis to grind against the depths of her flower core. This superb technique made Yuan Tingting tremble all over, and her milky white honey water flowed out in waves like a mountain torrent. Her legs kept contracting and relaxing, her whole body trembled, her fat buttocks shook wildly, and her blood was boiling to the extreme.

Yang Pengfei was about to reach his final climax, his thrusting speed more intense than ever before. At this moment, she desperately clutched her breasts, her expression so distorted that she was almost unrecognizable as Yuan Tingting, just the face of an extremely excited young woman. Her moans even surpassed his growls. He cried out, "Tingting, Yuan Tingting, your husband is fucking you, is it good? Fuck you!"

Yuan Tingting, also seemingly losing consciousness, cried out, "Pengfei, my good husband, I feel so good, you're fucking me so good... ah... it feels so good!"

With a scream, she suddenly straightened up, opened her mouth wide, and then convulsed repeatedly. Yang Pengfei, seeing that he had brought her to orgasm, was also extremely excited, his lewd smile growing increasingly lascivious. In the final high-speed thrust, a jolt of pleasure, like an electric current, coursed through his body, leaving his mind momentarily blank.

Then, streams of hot, milky-white semen rapidly spurted into her tender vaginal canal. His body went limp, collapsing onto her, and he slowly lay down beside her. Neither of them spoke, only breathing heavily.

Yuan Tingting's secret passage tightly enveloped Yang Pengfei's enormous member to its maximum extent, and a stream of milky white, transparent liquid was about to gush out from Yuan Tingting's tender orifice. After Yang Pengfei thrust a few more times, as Yuan Tingting convulsed, contracted, gripped, and sucked his enormous member deep within her tender passage,

Yang Pengfei roared and trembled violently. A volcanic eruption erupted, and scalding lava gushed out in a torrent. A stream of hot, viscous lava shot wildly onto the flower bud deep within Yuan Tingting's bright red tender orifice, leaving not a single drop. Yuan Tingting was stimulated by Yang Pengfei's scalding lava, and her jade body felt a wave of delicate numbness and softness. Every pore on her body felt as if it had been ironed, extremely comfortable.

"Ah—"

With a melodious and alluring cry from Yuan Tingting, the passion between the man and woman finally subsided. Slowly sliding down from the climax, Yuan Tingting's face was flushed, infinitely shy, covered in fragrant sweat, and panting heavily.

Even the strongest man could melt into the delicate, flower-like flesh. The naked man and woman embraced tightly, savoring the exquisite beauty of their love.

Yuan Tingting had climaxed; this was her third time. Yuan Tingting felt an incredible sense of excitement, both exhausted and infinitely pleasurable.

Yuan Tingting felt herself experiencing repeated orgasms, moaning incessantly, though she didn't know what she was saying or how many times she climaxed. Yang Pengfei, however, continued thrusting relentlessly, showing no sign of weakness. Her vagina remained tightly gripping Yang Pengfei's massive member, and after each brief moment of ecstasy, she would regain her senses and continue their frenzied sexual activity. Yuan Tingting had never experienced such breathtaking intercourse before. When Yang Pengfei finally ejaculated again, she collapsed weakly onto the floor.

"Was it good?"

Yang Pengfei asked Yuan Tingting, panting.

"Mmm..."

Yuan Tingting was too weak to even reply.

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