The highway home

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We arrived at the airport at 1 PM. The director of the Tsinghua University special admissions program, a young and beautiful woman in her thirties wearing sunglasses, was waiting for us at Gate 1 of the terminal. It was surprising that she was so young to be the director of the Tsinghua University special admissions program, and so beautiful at that.

"Hello, I've already checked Yang Ling in. You must be Huang Qiang? I've heard Yang Ling mention you often. My name is Zhao Shan." Zhao Shan took off her sunglasses, shook hands with Yang Jing, and then turned to shake hands with me.

"Yes, yes, I'm Huang Qiang. It's a pleasure to meet you. Director Zhao, you're so young yet you've taken on such an important role; it's truly remarkable!" I smiled. Zhao Shan's hands were smooth and soft; they felt incredibly comfortable in my hand.

"Did you teach Yang Ling Taekwondo? It's amazing! She's only been learning for two years, but her foundation is already very solid. Her potential is limitless. Thank you for cultivating such an outstanding talent for the country." Zhao Shan looked at me with smiling eyes and said sincerely.

"I'm flattered, I'm flattered. I just gave her a few pointers. It seems Director Zhao is quite an expert?" I said modestly.

"Hehe! Not bad! This is my business card. Come to Beijing sometime, how about we exchange tips?" Zhao Shan handed me a business card.

"Okay, I'll definitely ask you for advice sometime." I took the card. It only had Zhao Shan's name and a mobile phone number on it, very simple, just like her personality—simple, clear, and generous.

"Alright, it's almost time, you can go in now!" Yang Jing earnestly instructed Yang Ling from the side, finally stopping when she saw there wasn't much time left, and urged us on.

"Okay, I'll take Yang Ling with me. Don't worry, I'll take good care of her. Goodbye!" Zhao Shan promised, shaking hands with each of us.

"Husband!" Yang Ling suddenly cried out, tears streaming down her face, and threw herself into my arms, sobbing.

"Alright, alright, my Ling'er, don't cry, don't cry. You're a grown-up now! You can't cry so easily now that you're my wife." I hugged her and comforted her, then squatted down and gently pinched her little nose, laughing, "Look at you, you look so ugly when you cry! Come on, smile."

"Heh..." Yang Ling forced a smile, sobbing, "Honey, you have to come see me when you have time!"

"I will, I'll come see you with your mother when I have time. Don't worry, go with Director Zhao!" I said, stroking Yang Ling's head.

"Ling'er, go quickly! Director Zhao is getting impatient. I'll call you often," Yang Jing also urged from the side.

Yang Ling reluctantly let go of Zhao Shan's hands, turning back every few steps as they walked towards security. Suddenly, she broke free from Zhao Shan's grasp and ran towards me, throwing herself into my arms and kissing me tightly on the lips. She kissed me for a while before releasing me, whispering in my ear, "Honey, remember to take care of Mom! I'll be waiting for you over there."

I was taken aback; I hadn't expected this little girl to take it so seriously. She smiled mysteriously, then kissed Yang Jing on the lips again, before whispering something in her ear.

Yang Jing's face suddenly flushed. Yang Ling looked at us mysteriously and smiled, then went through security with Zhao Shan and disappeared from our sight.

Yang Jing stood there blankly for a long time, tears streaming down her face like a burst dam. I remembered a saying: "Tears flow silently, a gentle stream." Sometimes I really don't understand women; how can such small eyes hold so many tears?

I gently took Yang Jing's soft, fragrant shoulder and softly comforted her, "Alright, Jing-jie, don't cry. Ling'er is destined to fly away eventually; this is just a little earlier than usual. She will always be your good daughter. You should be happy for her that she got into Tsinghua University's special admissions program."

I comforted her for a long time before Yang Jing slowly stopped sobbing and leaned against me, saying, "For more than ten years, I've never let Ling'er leave my side. Now that she's gone so far away, I feel so reluctant. I know I should be happy for her, but I just can't help it."

I patted Yang Jing's back, wiped away her tears, and comforted her, "Let's silently bless Ling'er in our hearts! We can visit her more often when we have time. Come on, let's go back!"

Yang Jing nestled against me like a little bird, and we walked out together. Then we drove back the way we came.

We chatted quietly the whole way. Suddenly, I remembered that Yang Ling had whispered something in Yang Jing's ear before leaving, and Yang Jing's face turned red. I couldn't help but feel curious and called out, "Wife." "

What is it?" Yang Jing answered very naturally.

"I have something to ask you. What did Ling'er say to you when she left? I saw your face was all red." I asked.

Yang Jing's face turned red again, and she stammered, "Oh... when she kissed me, she said that if she kissed you first and then kissed me, it would mean that you kissed me, and she represented you kissing me." After Yang Jing finished speaking, her blush turned even redder, and her expression was quite adorable.

"Hehe! This little rascal, wife, come here, let me kiss you." Looking at Yang Jing's charming expression, I was moved and leaned over to kiss her little mouth.

"Mmm..." Yang Jing enjoyed it happily, her eyes wide open watching the road. Cars passed by, and she suddenly felt inexplicably excited.

Only when Yang Jing was completely weak and breathing rapidly did I reluctantly pull away from her lips.

"Ah!" Yang Jing screamed, because she suddenly saw a car rushing towards us. She quickly turned the steering wheel and narrowly missed it. What a close call!

"You jerk, we're on the highway! We almost crashed." Yang Jing turned her head and glanced at me shyly, scolding me.

"How did it feel? I felt so excited just now." I said with a grin.

"Yeah! I felt so excited too. Just one kiss and I'm so wet down there." Yang Jing said, two more red clouds rising on her face, as if she were drunk, suddenly showing a charming and intoxicating look.

"Is that so? Then let's do it in the car." I said, reaching out to caress Yang Jing's breasts. Her breasts were soft and elastic, my favorite.

Yang Jing looked straight ahead, enjoying my teasing caresses with peace of mind, but her face was getting redder and redder, now because of the excitement. Her body was twisting restlessly, so that my hand could touch her more comfortably.

I touched her for a while, then slowly unbuttoned her clothes, revealing a pale yellow lace bra and most of her snow-white breasts, the contrast incredibly alluring.

I slipped my hand inside the bra, grasping one of her full breasts and gently kneading it, while my other hand rested on her thigh, lightly caressing her inner thigh.

"Mmm..." Yang Jing's small mouth emitted a heavy nasal sound. One hand was on the steering wheel, while the other reached towards my genitals, grasping my already thick and swollen penis through my pants. Then, clumsily, I pulled down my zipper, wanting to hold it in my hands and feel its warmth.

I lowered my head, resting it on Yang Jing's fair breasts, opened my mouth wide, and took one of her purplish-red nipples into my mouth, gently sucking on it.

My hand, which had been resting on her lower body, wasn't idle either. It covered her panties, and sure enough, her vulva was already overflowing with moisture, soaking the panties and making them sticky and slippery. I rubbed them between her labia through the thin fabric.

"Ah... um... hmph... oh..." Yang Jing's breathing grew heavier, her body trembling slightly, letting out long moans. She felt the fire of desire burning fiercely within her, and her hand, gripping my penis, naturally increased the pressure of its kneading.

My tongue licked back and forth between her breasts like a serpent, occasionally devouring the two purplish-red nipples. At this moment, I unbuttoned her clothes completely, and with my other hand, I pulled her soaked panties down to her knees from under her skirt.

My hands roamed more brazenly in her secluded garden, tugging at the lush pubic hair, causing Yang Jing's body to arch and her lust to gush forth like a flood.

"Husband, um... I... I can't take it anymore... ah..." Yang Jing's desire had reached its peak; she felt as if a thousand ants were biting her lower body, an unbearable itch. She desperately needed a huge penis inside her.

Yang Jing was weak all over, unable to hold the steering wheel. The car swerved and lurched along the highway, the tires screeching as it swerved to avoid other vehicles.

Suddenly, Yang Jing pulled the car over to the side of the road, panting and moaning, "Husband, I can't take it anymore. I need you to fuck me. I can't drive, it's too dangerous."

At that moment, angry curses came from outside the car.

"Damn it, how the hell do you drive?"

"Do you want to die? Driving like that!"

"So exciting!" I lifted my head from Yang Jing's arms and smiled contentedly.

"Honey, my pussy is so itchy, I want your big dick inside me, I want..." Yang Jing's hands moved quickly up and down my penis as she pleaded seductively.

I couldn't help but think to myself, "Women really don't care about anything when they're aroused!"

"But we're on the highway! Drive to the countryside! We'll do it there." I said to Yang Jing, who was already blinded by lust.

"Okay, okay!" Yang Jing's face was flushed, and she reluctantly removed her hands from my penis, gripping the steering wheel tightly with both hands, and said, "Honey, suck my dick."

I buried my head in her chest again, opened my mouth and sucked most of her nipple in, holding it tightly and sucking desperately, while one hand reached inside her skirt, caressing her labia and gently kneading, pinching, rubbing, and kneading her exposed clitoris.

"Ah..." Yang Jing let out a long groan, her head tilting back. Then she slammed on the gas, and the car shot forward like an arrow. Yang Jing's body also leaned back due to inertia, her lower body thrusting forward. My middle finger slipped and plunged fully into her flower path.

"Oh..." This sudden insertion made Yang Jing moan again, her legs reflexively squeezing together, allowing my finger to penetrate even deeper.

"Yo-ho..." Perhaps someone outside the car window saw our erotic scene inside the car, excitedly shouting and whistling loudly.

Yang Jing drove the car incredibly fast, like a shooting star, speeding towards the countryside. After about ten minutes, our car had nowhere to go and arrived at a very desolate mountain. It was very secluded, with only farmers working in the distant fields.

Yang Jing turned off the car, turned around, grabbed my head, and began kissing me passionately. Her tongue, like a ravenous snake, roamed my mouth, sucking on it as if trying to melt and devour it.

Her hands were busy too, roaming over my body, quickly unbuttoning my shirt, pulling it off, and then frantically unbuckling my belt. She then grabbed my trousers and underwear and yanked them down.

I was thrilled that the usually composed Yang Jing was so eager, and quickly helped her pull down my trousers, leaving me completely naked.

I pulled down her already unbuttoned shirt, removing her bra as well, revealing her two large, white breasts, trembling and bobbing.

Then I pulled down her skirt, revealing the soft, black pubic hair between her legs, now covered in glistening droplets.

I reclined the seat and laid Yang Jing flat on it. One hand kneaded her full breasts, while the other rubbed her vulva. Dew flowed continuously from her vulva. I used two fingers to pry open her labia, revealing a pink, fleshy clitoris, as if it were staring at me, waiting for my caresses.

The moment my hand touched her clitoris, Yang Jing's body couldn't help but writhe, desperately responding to my hand, rubbing against it actively. I was incredibly excited, and quickly lowered my head, licking her clitoris with my tongue.

"Mmm...ah..." Yang Jing's plump, white buttocks writhed in excitement.

I opened my mouth and enveloped the entire clitoris, licking it back and forth with my tongue, then swirling the tip of my tongue around it.

Yang Jing felt her clitoris being surrounded by something warm, and cried out in pleasure, "Ah...sniff...oh...mmm..."

With each lick, Yang Jing would moan "mmm ahh," her buttocks would writhe, and she would occasionally thrust her hips to meet my tongue. Her vaginal fluid gushed out like a torrent; I could see clearly that it was a clear, slightly milky-white mucus.

The happiest moment for a man is watching a woman writhe in pleasure under his teasing and caresses; it feels so good, so fulfilling.

Suddenly, Yang Jing sat up, pushed me back onto the seat, grabbed my penis with both hands, and without a word, lowered her head and took it into her mouth.

I felt her tongue swirling around the head of my penis, one hand stroking the shaft, the other grasping and caressing the testicles.

The massive dragon stretched her small mouth wide open, and she sucked frantically on it, sometimes swallowing the entire head, sometimes the whole dragon, sometimes licking and kissing its body rapidly, sometimes licking its neck, all the while making seductive, sensual sounds.

I closed my eyes, fully enjoying the overwhelming pleasure, a low moan escaping my throat.

Suddenly, the dragon felt light; there were no wet lips, no warm tongue. I opened my eyes and saw Yang Jing kneeling on my chest, her slightly parted vulva facing my mouth, her juices dripping onto my face.

I knew what to do, so I grabbed her buttocks with both hands, extended my tongue to kiss her petals, licking the two plump pink labia and the glistening clitoris.

Streams of fluid flowed down Yang Jing's inner thighs onto my face, then into my mouth. I then inserted my tongue into her peach blossom cave, the tip of my tongue licking and rolling over the tender flesh inside.

Yang Jing was clearly in great pleasure, moaning with pleasure, her hands vigorously kneading her firm breasts, her head tilted back, her hair flying wildly, covering most of her face, making her look mysterious and alluring. She also occasionally thrust her hips, her movements incredibly lewd.

"Ah...so good...so comfortable...husband...you're licking me...it feels so good..." Yang Jing suddenly cried out, a cry that I'm sure carried far, far away in this open field.

Her hips suddenly moved forward, covering my mouth with her entire garden, pressing tightly against it. My tongue instantly entered her flower path, feeling the intense writhing and contracting within.

I was shocked, then overjoyed. I quickly moved my tongue around inside her flower path, licking the tender flesh. Suddenly, a gush of fluid spurted out, so fast I couldn't react. It all rushed into my mouth, gurgling down my throat and swallowing it down.

"Ahhh... I... I'm going to cum..." Yang Jing's head threw back, and she began to scream wildly, her whole body trembling like a leaf.

I knew Yang Jing had climaxed, so I turned her over and placed her on the seat, then pressed down on her. My hard, erect penis immediately found the familiar entrance to her paradise. Since her entrance was already completely wet, the thick head of my penis slid in easily.

"Ah... ah..." Yang Jing's entrance, which had just climaxed, was suddenly filled completely. Her flower path, which had wanted to relax, became excited again. She screamed, her legs tightly hooking around my waist.

I held Yang Jing's body in my arms, thrusting my hips wildly. My massive penis slid in and out of her flower path, pounding against her body and deep into her core.

"Ah...uh...so good...so good..." The intense pleasure stimulated Yang Jing to orgasm again, her legs kicking wildly towards the roof of the car.

I straightened up, kneeling on the seat, letting Yang Jing lie on her side with her legs together. One hand held her slender waist, the other caressed her smooth thigh, and I began to orgasm intensely, sometimes shallow, sometimes deep, sometimes left, sometimes right, sometimes up, sometimes down, sometimes thrusting deep into her core, sometimes just letting the thick head linger and tease at the entrance.

I used my orgasm technique to its fullest extent, driving Yang Jing to the brink of ecstasy. Her orgasms surged out like a flood, splashing everywhere when touched by my penis.

This was a completely different experience from my usual orgasms at home. I could see crowds in the distance just by looking up. Being in the open, yet confined to the car, the excitement gave me an exhilarating, almost insane pleasure.

After a few hundred thrusts, I had Yang Jing stand up, spread her legs, and kneel on the back seat with her back to me, her face against the windshield. From behind, I held her large, high buttocks with both hands and thrust my thick, hard penis deep inside her. Then, I rhythmically moved my hips, making my penis move rapidly back and forth at the entrance of her vagina. I reached forward and grabbed her full breasts, kneading them.

Yang Jing felt my penis penetrating even deeper than before, each thrust hitting the depths of her core. There was a slight pain, but this pain only amplified the intense stimulation and pleasure, like waves spreading from the depths of her core throughout her body. She was going crazy with pleasure, her plump, white buttocks twisting wildly in rhythm with my movements.

Yang Jing couldn't help but scream in a frenzied climax, "Ah...husband...thrust...thrust my orgasm hard...ah...no, no...enough...I want...I want your big orgasm..."

Yang Jing didn't know what she was saying; she just wanted to shout out her feelings, to tell me how she felt.

I knew that when a woman says no, that's when she needs it most, so I sped up my orgasm, thrusting deeper and harder with each stroke, pulling out faster and faster. The orgasm at her entrance had turned into white foam due to the intense friction.

"Ah..." After being thrust into hundreds of times, Yang Jing's body began to tremble again, her body stiffening, unable to support herself any longer. She slumped softly onto the seat, arching her buttocks high, her legs shaking, and she let out a frenzied moan.

I felt the flesh inside her vagina suddenly contract, tightly gripping my head, her core tightening and loosening, instantly gushing out a large amount of orgasm with great force, violently impacting my head.

A sudden tingling sensation shot through my head, like lightning, spreading throughout my body. Then, my dragon convulsed, and pleasure instantly flooded my entire being. I knew I was nearing my climax, so I thrust a few more times, then abruptly pulled out, flipped Yang Jing over, and immediately moved my head to hers. Before she could react, I shoved my dragon into her cherry-like mouth.

My dragon throbbed violently, its head snapping against Yang Jing's upper palate, spraying a thick stream of hot semen into her mouth.

Yang Jing made a "woo-woo-woo" sound as her throat moved, swallowing all the semen. There was so much semen that her mouth couldn't hold it all, and much spilled from the sides.

I felt her tongue tightly entwine around my dragon head after she finished swallowing, squeezing out every last drop, desperately sucking at my mouth, not letting a single drop escape, until it was all gone.

Once the dragon softened, I pulled it out of Yang Jing's mouth, but she still wouldn't let go, gently biting the head a few times with her teeth. The pain mixed with pleasure was incredibly enjoyable.

I straightened up, looking at the wanton Yang Jing beneath me, experiencing an unprecedented sense of satisfaction, as if the world had shrunk to just the two of us—it felt wonderful.

[The End]

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