The Rich Man's Way of Playing 1

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4th creation... Part 2 unfinished creation...
Purely a random, rambling work out of boredom... A bit messy...
You can tell what I like to write from my ID...
Published 2018-06-16...
Originality is... unrestrained imagination... nonsense... The
way rich people play 1
Under the scorching August sun... Shen'ao Keng Road, from Keng 5 to Keng 6... a mountain road with two lanes... Under a big tree by the roadside, a man nearing fifty... leaned against the tree, snoring loudly... In the distance, a smoky car... roared past... thick, foul-smelling black smoke... sweeping across both sides of the road... The man under the tree suddenly coughed... and cursed... "Dry old books... drink cup..." Sleepy... The man, after this commotion, couldn't fall asleep either. He slapped himself repeatedly, raising dust, which made him sneeze repeatedly. He cursed, "I'm so sleepy... I'll change my clothes and try to stay asleep."
He pushed aside the tall grass by the roadside, walking for a few minutes, then... Damn it... He forgot he was in a cemetery. He chose a high spot and looked around. Looking for a shady grave to sleep in, the man glanced around for a while and chose a grave with a pavilion on his left-hand side. He walked for about ten minutes before arriving. He circled the grave and assessed it as relatively new. As he approached the tombstone, he saw a photograph of a woman around twenty years old. He noticed her birth date, death date, and burial date on the tombstone: she was buried at 7:00 AM that morning. The date of death and burial were only one day apart. The man gave a cold laugh. He must have been sick for a long time...and died of illness...Two words flashed through the man's mind...corpse rape...Hehehe...
Since the thought of necrophilia had arisen...and it was only a little past nine in the morning...the man swallowed hard...He thought to himself, what kind of woman haven't I played with...except for a female corpse...Anyway, it's not the seventh day after death yet, what's there to be afraid of...The man busied himself searching for a shovel...Finding a shovel in the cemetery was too easy...He found one in no time...A fairly new shovel, without any rust...The man chuckled lewdly...and immediately began digging to cover the grave mound with soil. ...After all, he was nearly fifty years old...and under the scorching August sun...the man, panting heavily, dug and rested intermittently...finally, he saw the coffin lid...
checking the time, it was almost eleven o'clock...the man sat on the coffin...opened his backpack, took out food and water...waiting for his cup and jar to arrive...hehehe...after eating and drinking his fill...the man began digging at the top of the coffin...the man saw that the coffin material was good...it must belong to a wealthy person...even the best coffin material...can't withstand damage...creaking and groaning... The coffin lid was finally lifted...
Inside... lay a beautiful woman dressed in a red wedding gown, a pure and innocent schoolgirl type... The man touched the corpse's skin... it was quite smooth and had no lividity... The man chuckled lewdly... immediately stripped off his own clothes... and also stripped the corpse of her clothes... The man swallowed hard... Damn... she must have D-cup breasts... He immediately grabbed the corpse's legs... The man's glans rubbed back and forth against the corpse's clitoris and vulva... After rubbing for a long time, he remembered she was a female corpse... where would she get any vaginal fluid to lubricate her? "Slippery...
damn it... no lubrication... how can I rape a corpse?" The man pondered for a long time... then exclaimed... "Ah... I've got it... the oil from the fried chicken leg is still there..." He immediately grabbed the transparent plastic bag containing the fried chicken leg... the man used his index and middle fingers to apply the oil... to his glans, penis, vagina, and labia minora... three layers of oil should be enough lubrication... The man rubbed the glans against the vaginal opening... slowly pushing it into the vagina... he felt something blocking his glans... the man thought... could it be a virgin corpse... hehehehe." The man chuckled lewdly again... "A beautiful corpse... no one penetrated her in life... now she's being penetrated with a cup in death..."
The man forcefully inserted his glans deep into the vagina... *Gurgle, gurgle, slap... gurgle, gurgle, slap...* The slow, deep thrusting and withdrawing sounds of flesh hitting the vagina continued... At first, the man only thrust slowly... Once the oil from the fried chicken leg had covered the vaginal walls... his glans and penis began to thrust faster in and out of the female corpse's vagina... *Slap, slap, slap... slap, slap, slap...* The dense, rapid thrusting and withdrawing sounds of flesh hitting the vagina continued... The man increased... Rapid thrusting...while rubbing the female corpse's breasts...the sounds of slapping...continued for over ten minutes...the man suddenly thrust his glans deep into the cervix...plop plop plop...several spurts of hot, thick semen...shot deep into the female corpse's uterus...
the man lay panting on the female corpse's breasts...so good, so good...even necrophilia can be this pleasurable...it's a pity there are no woman's moans and groans...after catching his breath...the man chose to have anal sex with the female corpse...(Why anal sex first?...the anus contains filth...ghosts are afraid of filth.) (Is it done yet?) The man took some oil from the chicken leg and smeared it into the woman's anus. After smearing it for a while, the man turned the woman over, her buttocks raised high. After adjusting his position, the man quickly inserted his penis into the woman's anus. *Slap slap slap... slap slap slap... slap slap slap...* The rapid, intense sounds of deep thrusting and withdrawing into the anus continued. Although it was the second time, it wouldn't last more than half an hour. The man's penis reached the deepest point of the anus. *Plop plop...* Two streams of hot, thick semen shot into the woman's anus. Deep inside the door...
After ejaculating twice... the man, nearing fifty... felt weak in the knees... but upon seeing the pure, schoolgirl-type female corpse... his penis hardened again... The man flipped the corpse over again... the corpse's face was up in the sky... forcing the corpse to swallow his semen for the third time... The man grinned increasingly lewdly... his penis, while gripping her breasts... inserted the glans into the corpse's mouth... hehehe... the man touched the corpse's small mouth... damn it... the corpse's teeth were clenched tightly... unable to open them... The man suddenly remembered that he had brought... With pliers, the man immediately pulled out the woman's four upper teeth and five lower teeth. (Why four upper teeth and five lower teeth? Because ghosts are superstitious about the number nine. The two upper incisors plus the side teeth are the same width as the five lower teeth. Measure them in a mirror if you don't believe me.)
After pulling out all nine teeth, the man chuckled lewdly, then rubbed her breasts with both hands, clamping his penis between them and thrusting in and out. His glans squeezed into the woman's mouth, touching her tongue. The man thrust in and out almost frantically. After a while, feeling unsatisfied, he simply used both hands... Grabbing the female corpse's head... his penis was thrusting wildly into her mouth... rubbing against her tongue and throat... the man pumped in and out frantically... *slap slap slap... slap slap slap... slap slap slap...* The rapid, intense sounds of deep thrusting and withdrawing continued... Less than half an hour later... the man roared... his penis plunged into the female corpse's mouth and throat... *plop plop*... hot, thick semen shot into her throat...
After ejaculating three times... he was completely exhausted... his tongue licking and sucking the female corpse's breasts. After the man's breathing calmed down, he cupped the woman's face in his hands and looked at her, saying, "If you can come back to life, I won't leave you." After he finished speaking, suddenly, dark clouds filled the sky, accompanied by thunder and lightning. The man looked up at the sky and cursed, "Damn it... another afternoon thunderstorm is coming."
When he looked down at the woman's body, he saw her suddenly open her eyes. The woman's hands flipped the man over, pinning him to the bottom of the coffin. She straddled his abdomen... The woman's penis was inserted into her vagina... and it was thrusting in and out rapidly... *slap slap slap*... *slap slap slap*... *slap slap slap*... the rapid, intense sounds of deep thrusting and withdrawing against her vagina continued... From the woman's missing tooth, her tongue emerged and forced its way into the man's mouth, entwining with his tongue... The man was terrified... At that moment... he heard... "Never leave me..."
*thump thump thump... Old Cai, Old Cai... wake up..." came the urging voices... Old Cai, still sleepy and dazed... a mouth... "Water Flows Back" echoed... "What time is it? What's bothering me during my nap? You damn bullwhip... (Editor-in-Chief Liu's nickname)... How dare you hit my head!" Bullwhip cursed. "Damn it... Old Cai... how long has it been since you produced anything? Aren't you ashamed? Six years... since the financial crisis... Old Cai, you haven't uttered a single word... If you weren't the company's second-largest shareholder... I would have sent you home to eat your own food long ago... With your current state, Old Cai, you don't deserve to sit in a private office..."
Old Cai yawned and said, "Niu Bian... I had a dream while I was taking a nap... It was so exciting... but inspiration just started to strike... and you woke me up. My mind is all foggy now... Let me sort out my thoughts and write it down before I show it to you." Niu Bian sneered, "Here we go again... You've said this line countless times in the past six years, I know it by heart. It's 2:30 now... Two hours should be enough, right?" Old Cai said, "4:30." Niu Bian stormed out of the office. After Niu Bian left, Old Cai stood up and walked to the glass curtain wall, looking into the distance. The entire 60-story building was made of glass curtain walls. Old Cai was in his private office on the 28th floor. The story he had during his nap was quite good... How should he write it down? What does this vague feeling mean...?

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