Police officers who fought bloody battles

In the distance, the streetlights flickered like a few stars on a distant horizon. In this secluded place, under
the cover , a police car was parked near the railway dormitory area.

Nineteen-year-old detective Li Xiaogang nervously puffed on a cigarette, glancing frequently at the digital clock on the dashboard (a
few minutes 8).

"Gangzi, still thinking about the murder scene this morning? Look at you, you were so scared you were vomiting
and had diarrhea… You're really not suited for the criminal investigation team! Hey, I heard you volunteered to be an intern at the criminal investigation team?" His police
academy classmate, Wang Jun, adjusted his glasses and said sarcastically.

"Wang the Blind, shut up!" Li Xiaogang interrupted him sharply.

"Longcheng 107!… Please respond. This is the 110 command center," the walkie-talkie in the police car crackled.

"This is Longcheng 107! 110 command center, please speak!"

"A woman just reported that someone is soliciting prostitution in room 7011 of the Railway Building. Your team is the closest,
please go and verify."

"Longcheng 107, understood!" Li Xiaogang immediately started the police car and roared into the thick night...

Five minutes later, the police car silently stopped next to the Railway Building.

"Wang the Blind, you wait in the car for orders from the 110 command center, I'll go up and verify alone."

"Gangzi, are you sure you can go up alone? I don't want you to get beaten black and blue by the clients..." Wang Jun
said with a laugh.

"Wang the Blind, if there's any real danger, with your eyesight, don't accidentally kill someone! That would be lucky...
I'll contact you on the walkie-talkie!"

Finally arriving at their destination, Li Xiaogang went to the door of room 7011 on the seventh floor. He took a few deep breaths, put on
thin white gloves, took the key he'd gotten from the waiter, and quietly opened the door, slipping
inside...

It was a deluxe suite, the chandelier was on, the whole room was opulent, and the aroma of alcohol filled
the air ...

A comedy sketch was playing on the television in the inner room, and someone inside was laughing loudly, "Haha... damn it.
Haha ..."

He unconsciously walked past the bathroom door. A hand drew a pistol from its holster and concealed it

behind his back as he entered the inner room.

Two meters in front of him, on a large round bed, lay half-reclined, dressed in an expensive white suit, looking smug
as he watched television.

When Ma Weidong suddenly saw a tall, young man in a police uniform appear before him like a ghost,
his face ashen, sinister, and glaring fiercely at him, he

froze . His face was filled with horrified disbelief—"Who are you? Who let you in?"
Ma Weidong roared hoarsely, his eyes blazing with a terrifying intensity.

"Shh—" Li Xiaogang gently shuddered.

"Do you know a woman named Song Jia? I'm her son… She asked me to thank you… thank you for
raping her five years ago, for forcing her to take drugs, and then for letting you rape her
three times to get some drugs…"

"You little brat, you don't want to live! Everyone knows I, the Great Monk, am a big shot who straddles both the legal and illegal worlds! Don't think
you're a lowly cop, even your chief can do anything to me!

Ah, Song Jia, I remember her, the flight attendant who looks like Zhao Yazhi. What a beautiful clam!
Wasn't missing? I've had people looking for her for ages. I really want to fuck your mother Song Jia's snow-white ass right now. Haha
… Get out of here!!" Ma Weidong laughed lewdly.

"...Tsk tsk...You've missed your chance...I've hidden her away these past few years, she's kicked her drugs...She's even sexier
now than she was five years ago. I'll say goodbye to you...How about I go back and fuck Song Jia's snow-white ass?!
Haha...haha...!" A sinister, maniacal laugh seemed to emanate from his throat, like a wolf's howl, sending
chills down one's spine...

*Sensitive Information Filter* The pistol gleamed with a cold blue light, its dark muzzle trembling slightly.

"No!...Don't kill me...Good man...Spare me...I'm a bastard. I'll give you 500,000 yuan
...Give me a way out...Grandpa!!..."

"Shh—, sing yourself a song, go in peace...I'll take good care of your wife, and
visit her pretty ass often for you."

"No!...No...Tianquan, save me..." Ma Weidong cried out in despair.

"Bang!..." A gunshot rang out, the bullet shattering one side of his skull.
A splattering all over the walls. His facial features were grotesquely distorted, one eyeball bulging out and hanging from
his face...

The monk collapsed to the side of the bed, his body convulsing in agony, then suddenly kicked his leg—dead!

Li Xiaogang nimbly walked to the monk's bedside, took a prepared
revolver from his holster, and aimed it at where he had just been standing...

"Bang!..." Another gunshot rang out. Mortar and cement dust flew everywhere...

Then he shoved the smoking revolver into the monk's hand, his white-gloved hand helping him grip the handle.

Li Xiaogang calmly took three packets of heroin (more than 500 grams) from his pocket and put them into the monk's expensive
white suit pocket...

"Wang Jun!... Blind Wang! Come up here quickly! Someone's dealing drugs, shooting at the police..."
The walkie-talkie .

"110 Command Center!...110 Command Center!...This is Longcheng 107, there's someone
trafficking drugs and even shooting at the police...Please send some people...No, the entire Criminal Investigation Team, come!! Quickly reinforce us!!!
..."

The walkie-talkie at the Municipal Public Security Bureau's 110 Command Center suddenly rang, and there was even Wang Jun's excited crying
voice mixed in...

At midnight, Li Xiaogang, after reporting to the Municipal Public Security Bureau and the Procuratorate, drove alone to the rural outskirts of the city.
Looking at the pitch-black road, what had just happened flashed through his mind like a movie clip—in the
conference room, Director Ding of the Municipal Public Security Bureau, with a ruddy face, spoke loudly to a large group of emotionally charged police officers.

"This is truly gratifying! For a long time, due to various reasons, we haven't been able to deal with Ma Weidong,
the leader . We've arrested him several times, only to be forced to release him each time. The reason is that we haven't been able to produce
conclusive evidence proving his involvement in crimes.

This is a great disgrace to our public security organs and has seriously endangered the social stability of our city...
As the director of the Public Security Bureau, I'm under a lot of pressure...

Comrade Li Xiaogang, well done!!"

A newly recruited detective bravely killed the stubbornly resistant Ma Weidong, catching
him red-handed solving an ironclad case that can withstand the test of time!

He has made outstanding contributions to establishing a positive social image for our Public Security Bureau and to the prosperity and stability of our city
!

The Party Committee of the Bureau has decided to apply for a Second-Class Merit Citation for Comrade Li Xiaogang and promote him to Detective Chief of the Ninth Division of the Criminal Investigation
Detachment .

"Li Xiaogang is amazing!! So cool! " In the large conference room, a group of young policewomen were jumping and
shouting …

The police car braked suddenly, its two bright headlights shining on the gate of Song Jia's rented courtyard.

He entered the courtyard, and the night wind, carrying the scent of earth, blew in, making
him feel a little chilly. The branches of the trees seemed to nod in congratulations. A silvery moon shone brightly in the sky, illuminating the ground and
the lush green grass…

Beside a tall, crooked poplar tree, Song Jia, bathed in the silvery moonlight, waited there, her face radiant with a
captivating glow.

“Son, was my report timely?”

“Four years ago, I promised my mother a request, and now it has finally come true… Shouldn’t my mother also keep her promise?”
..."

Li Xiaogang pulled out several photos of the scene where Ma Weidong was shot dead from his black leather bag and handed them to Song Jia.

Song Jia stared at the photos with hatred in her eyes, and tears that had been building up for a long time flowed uncontrollably down her cheeks,
dripping onto her full breasts.

"I've waited too long for this day, son." Song Jia covered her face, her shoulders trembling. Though
she made no sound her heart wept with shame. At 38, Song Jia was slender yet voluptuous, standing at 1.66 meters tall.
Her fair, delicate skin was smooth and radiant. She had an oval face, a high nose, and beneath her slender eyebrows, a pair of bright
, clear eyes that seemed to hold a smile even when not actually smiling. She possessed a noble air and gentle, quiet demeanor.

Li Xiaogang looked down and saw that she was wearing a red short skirt,
revealing at least ten centimeters of her snow-white thighs above the knee. At the end of her long, graceful calves, she wore black suede high-heeled ankle boots, revealing
a section of white lace socks. She looked refreshingly beautiful, exquisitely elegant.

"My little brother wants you. I've waited so long for this day, Mom." Song Jia

watched as Xiao Gang lowered his head, remaining silent…

Xiao Gang pulled down his zipper with one large hand, slowly pulling out his engorged penis with his fingers. The erect
penis, like a 20cm long banana, finally broke free of his pants and appeared before Song Jia's eyes. The surface of
the shaft was covered with blue veins, the glans swollen and glowing purplish-red, protruding between her thighs.

Her pretty face flushed crimson, her full breasts heaved, and her beautiful legs involuntarily pressed closer together,
her round knees rubbing gently against each other, as if she were too nervous to even stand.

“Not here?… Let’s go inside, son. It’ll be so embarrassing if someone sees us.” Song Jia’s eyes were full of
pleading .

“No!… Here is fine. Right here…!”

He moved closer to his mother, and as he inhaled the faint scent mingled with her beautiful body fragrance, his wicked desires
exploded like fuel on a fire.

With a hoarse roar, he roughly reached out and swiftly stripped her of her essential clothing: a
white top, a red skirt, a bra, and silk panties, which fell helplessly to the grass.

Except for a pair of high-heeled ankle boots revealing a glimpse of white lace socks, she was now almost completely naked.
His mother possessed a mature beauty, more alluring than a young girl, radiating the charm of a mature woman.

Song Jia's long, black hair cascaded loosely over her chest, obscuring her two full breasts. Her rosy nipples
peeked faintly from among the strands of hair, adding to the allure. A touch of alluring temptation clung to her.

Between her two long, shapely thighs, a thick, dark, glossy patch of pubic hair clung, her delicate labia everted,
the sacred cleft tightly wet with desire. Her figure was sculpted, perfectly proportioned.

Song Jia was dragged by her son to a crooked poplar tree, her back pressed against the trunk.

He seemed somewhat incredulous that his beautiful mother, leaning against the tree with her legs spread,
was the reward prepared just for him, a look of lustful desire on his face.

He held his mother's slender waist, thrusting his thick penis upwards at a 45-degree angle
into her incredibly tight vagina. He felt his glans being slowly swallowed by the wet, soft flesh, followed by a moment
of tightness , then a feeling of sudden release.

"Son, yours... is so thick, so hard... is it made of iron?" Song Jia
looked at her son with shame in her beautiful eyes. Xiao Gang ignored her. He thrust in hard, and with a "squelch,"
the entire length was inside, reaching her clitoris. A feeling of fullness surged through her brain. "Mmm..." Song Jia groaned softly.
Her face flushed slightly, she turned to the side, slowly exhaled, and shyly closed her beautiful eyes.

Wow! It was so wet and tight.

Song Jia hadn't let a man's penis visit her tender little hole for four years. Her warm, wet vagina tightly bound Xiao Gang's
penis , without any gaps.

Xiao Gang kissed her cheek, bit her earlobe, and breathed heavily, whispering in her ear, "Wife,
your vagina feels so tight... Haven't you had a man penetrate you in these past few years?..."

"Ah?" "...Xiaogang, you bad boy..." Song Jia's bright, clear eyes widened
instantly , and she impatiently pinched her son's cheek.

Xiaogang pressed her plump shoulders tightly against the tree trunk and began to thrust mercilessly.

"Mmm...mmm...oh...oh..." A series of wanton moans escaped from her cherry-like mouth. His

thick, long penis pumped in and out of her vagina. The pink, tender skin of her vaginal opening gripped the shaft, being
pulled in and out with each movement, and copious amounts of vaginal fluid were squeezed out again and again from the narrow crevice where the skin met the penis.

Her hands gripped his forearms tightly, and her round buttocks
rose She frowned, biting her lip, desperately trying not to make a sound. Her face was flushed
red, and her long, beautiful hair was spread across her trembling, snow-white breasts.

Song Jia looked around anxiously with her bright, clear eyes while using her buttocks to meet her son's
increasingly rapid movements.

"I blew Ma Weidong's dog head off with one shot, hey, he was still thinking about you in his last moments. I really want to fuck your mother
Song Jia's ! Haha..." Li Xiaogang vividly imitated the scene.

"Ma Weidong, that devil! That despicable rogue! He deserved to die!!" Her delicate, pretty face was as cold as frost.
Trembling with shame and indignation, she angrily rebuked him.

"Are you still thinking about him sleeping with you? From now on, you're mine. I'm much
better ." Xiao Gang, his blood boiling, raped his mother while deliberately using vulgar language to humiliate her
self-esteem.

He thrust quickly and deeply, causing his mother to moan first. She forgot about hitting him.

"Ugh...oh...ouch...oh...ugh...you bad boy...ah..."

The novel position and forbidden pleasure made his penis penetrate to the hilt every time! He thrust straight through her
labia her clitoris. "Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump!"...

"Ah...ah...ah ah...son...ah...ah...ah...so...so hard...so..."

Song Jia's face flushed red, her watery eyes watching her tall son skillfully penetrate her, her heart
pounding like a deer...

Song Jia couldn't help but wrap her arms around Xiao Gang's neck, covering his mouth with her sexy, wet lips. The two kissed
passionately . She kept moaning, their bodies pressed together, entwined in a passionate embrace. Song Jia's juices flowed more and more.

Xiao Gang, his breath hot, relentlessly fucked her, wanting to savor this forbidden pleasure as much as possible. He gripped her
buttocks, gritting his teeth as he thrust eighty more times.

"Ah...ah...ah ah...son...ah...ah..." Her clitoris was being penetrated until
her whole body went numb, she trembled uncontrollably, her brows furrowed, and she cried out incessantly.

Seeing her desperate, alluring state, Xiao Gang seemed to feel the satisfaction of a conqueror.

"You slut! You let Ma Weidong rape you three times just to get some drugs…
Did he fuck you well?!"

"No, not willingly… Ah… It wasn't comfortable… He wasn't hard… Oh… Ouch… Not good enough,
don't torture me…"

*Slap!* Xiao Gang slapped her right buttock first, then her left. Beautiful, snow-white buttocks showed a series of
interlaced, five-finger-shaped red marks!

"Wife, do you think I'm good? Huh?… Tell me! Am I good?" Her son smiled wickedly.

…

"Hey… Do I have to ask so many questions?… You're so good… Even your father who died 10 years ago wasn't as
good as you." Song Jia blushed and admitted, she had never been fucked to the point of losing her senses. Song Jia felt her
buttocks were wet.

At this moment, she eagerly enjoyed this rare pleasure, her mother's body responding to each of her son's thrusts,
her son constantly impacting the slippery ground between her legs.

The intense stimulation of the thrusting caused Song Jia's beautiful breasts to tremble incessantly, her nipples
erect and purplish-red from the stimulation. After only about ten minutes, her legs began to spasm uncontrollably, her buttocks arching upwards.

"Ah...ah ah..."

Xiao Gang felt his penis being gripped tighter and tighter by her labia and vaginal walls, her vagina contracting. Suddenly,
a torrent of fluid gushed from her vagina, and he felt the scalding nectar quickly soaking her entire inner thighs.

Xiao Gang was triumphant; remarkably, in such a short time, he had clearly sensed his mother's
orgasm.

"Mmm...oh...ouch...oh...mmm..." Mom cried out in a loud, lewd voice.

The tall, strong Xiao Gang picked up Song Jia's fair, jade-like body, kicked open the door, and carried her into the room,
placing her on the bed.

"Ah...I can't take it anymore...please spare me..."

Xiao Gang removed her black suede high-heeled ankle boots, revealing her feet clad in white lace socks. The fine
stripes and intricate mesh

of the white socks were incredibly beautiful. Xiao Gang rubbed one of her beautiful feet, wearing white lace socks. He brought her neatly arranged toes to his mouth,
smelling and sucking. He smelled the faint scent of feet...and gently rubbed his cheek against the arch

of her foot. Song Jia could feel Xiao Gang's warm breath on her toes.

While kneading her feet, Xiao Gang commanded, "Such fair and delicate feet! I like them. Use your
feet to caress them." Song

Jia looked at him strangely with her dark eyes. Xiao Gang couldn't help but bite his upturned, beautiful toes, and she groaned in
pain .

She braced herself with her hands behind her back, clamping her two jade-like feet, clad in white lace stockings, around Xiao Gang's large penis, and began to foot-masturbate
… The warm, moist soles of her feet gently rubbed against his penis, the smooth, soft sensation grinding against it.
It was so wonderful!

Song Jia seemed very ticklish, and kept giggling…

Xiao Gang grasped Song Jia's incredibly elastic breasts. His ten fingers sank deeply into her breasts,
and her tender nipples immediately peeked out from between his fingers, proudly erect.

He traced circles on her areolas with his tongue, biting her nipples lightly and heavily with his teeth,
and then sucking hard…

"No...no...don't do this...no..." she murmured drunkenly, her budding
nipples swollen and engorged in his mouth, a faint, sweet fragrance lingering around his nose.

Occasionally, she let out a suppressed, muffled moan, her flushed face displaying a confused and
complex expression.

"Beautiful mother, you're my mistress now. Want me to fuck you hard, don't you?!" Song

Jia blushed crimson, even her ears turning bright red. Seeing her shy and bashful beauty, Xiao Gang's lust
surged like a surging river.

His hand reached down to Song Jia's lower body—she was already dripping wet… He lowered
his parted her thighs, revealing her vulva, which was immediately opened to its maximum extent

… a pinkish hue… Song Jia's pretty face burned, making her look even more charming and alluring.

Xiao Gang spread her long, shapely legs to a wide angle, manipulating his enormous penis against her
dripping labia, and slammed down on her like a mountain crashing down.

*Thud!* With a "whoosh," a thick, long penis plunged into her vagina.

"Mmm—" she let out a long, muffled groan, tinged with pleasure. Xiao Gang reached out with both hands,
shamelessly caressing her slender body.

Xiao Gang bit down on Song Jia's erect, purplish-red nipples, pulling them up more than three inches long.

His lower abdomen slammed against her fair belly, his penis thrusting through the tight vaginal walls.

"Oh...so full...mmm...hum..."

Xiao Gang thrust upwards forcefully, his magnificent penis pumping in and out of her small vagina with great force, like
a violent storm, lightning and thunder. His glistening penis was covered in Song Jia's vaginal fluids.

After more than two hundred rounds of relentless torment by Xiao Gang, Song Jia's true nature as a slut was finally unleashed
. She was writhing in pain, screaming and pushing against Xiao Gang's chest with all her might
, "Ah...ah...Xiao Gang...oh...I...I...can't...take...it...Xiao Gang!...Ouch
..."

Xiao Gang, afraid of being overheard by passersby, didn't want to air his dirty laundry.

He grabbed a pair of dirty white stockings that Song Jia had taken off beside her pillow and shoved them into her mouth. She continued to scream, but
the stockings only allowed her to make muffled sounds.

Xiao Gang hoisted Song Jia's snow-white legs onto his shoulders, thrusting his penis into her wet, fleshy hole
, pounding down like a roller coaster. With each thrust, she cried out in ecstasy. The vaginal fluids
oozing flowed down his large penis, soaking the area around Song Jia's pubic hair.

This young man showed no mercy; his entire body twitched and his rapid thrusts
made a "plop, plop" sound, his testicles slapping against Song Jia's perineum.

As Xiao Gang's large buttocks swayed from side to side and rose and fell, Song Jia's shapely legs
swung , tracing the arc of her white socks.

Song Jia breathed heavily, thrusting her chest forward and twisting her snow-white buttocks. The white lace socks stuffed in her mouth allowed
her to only utter muffled moans, "Oh...oh..." The fluids from both of them seeped from her beautiful vulva
, flowing onto the sheets. Many times, Xiao Gang withdrew his penis, leaving only the glans inside, before thrusting it in again.
He fucked her so hard, hoping Song Jia would forever remember their first time.

The long-deprived, virtuous woman Song Jia couldn't withstand such stimulation and torment. She
screamed . The more dignified and virtuous she appeared, the more alluring and seductive she became during the height of her passion, the more captivating she was.

Song Jia, her face flushed, nestled against her son's chest, panting, her tongue slightly protruding. Her lower body trembled, her vaginal
walls convulsed, her whole body burning hot, the ignited desire leaving her weak and limp.

"Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle, gurgle, gurgle, gurgle..."

"..."

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh..."

Gradually, Xiao Gang felt a tightening in his testicles, a surging undercurrent washing over his body. His nerves
suddenly became abnormally sensitive, the long-suppressed semen pounding against his glans, sounding an alarm bell.

"I'm going to cum, fuck your mother to death... do you want my big sperm to shoot into your uterus... do you want to give me
a child?" he shouted urgently, pulling the scented sock from her mouth.

"Ah... I want you to shoot inside... ah... I want..." Song Jia cried out excitedly.

He finally couldn't hold back any longer. His scrotum tightened, and the semen he had been suppressing for so long erupted like a wild horse ,
slamming heavily into the depths of Song Jia's vaginal walls. Song Jia's body shuddered, and a surge of heat quietly welled up, tightly
enveloping his glans, sending a powerful shock through every nerve in his body.

She had clearly reached orgasm as well; her face was flushed as if she were drunk, her expression one of intense excitement. Her whole
body convulsed uncontrollably, her buttocks arching upwards involuntarily.

Xiao Gang's ejaculation continued, thick, hot semen continuously flowing into the depths of Song Jia's vagina.
With each thrust, a thick stream of semen shot out.

"Ugh... I can't take it anymore... I'm going to kill your mother... Ah... So good!..." Mom gripped the sheets tightly,
lifting her buttocks, writhing lasciviously, her words incoherent. Then she collapsed onto the bed like a corpse.

"Ah... That was fucking amazing..."

As he pulled his glistening penis out of Mom's vagina with pleasure, white semen also
overflowed from her labia.

Xiao Gang immediately parted his mother's labia minora and gently inserted a prepared syringe deep into Song Jia's vagina,
extracting over eighty milliliters of residual semen, which he stored in an exquisitely carved glass bottle.

"Ah, what are you doing?"

"Fire! Fire! Put out the fire!! The people inside are asleep?! The police car is on fire!!!" The village officials were
kicking the door hard.

"Ah—!" Li Xiaogang, naked, peered out the window in astonishment; flames were shooting up outside the courtyard wall.

"How dare they!! They actually set my police car on fire!!!"

"Officer Li… I've said it a hundred times, I don't know this 'Heavenly Fist' you mentioned. I've only seen the work he
's done , never seen him in person. I've only heard that he's the real underworld boss, and the big monk is his godson."
58-year-old convict Wang Foxue (nicknamed Stone Buddha), stroking his white hair, said slowly.

“Wang Foxue! You’re the most senior in this prison. You don’t know him? Who else would? Think it through. You
only have two more years to serve your 15-year sentence. You’ve been refusing to tell the truth because you want to defy the government!” Li Xiaogang
was furious.

“I, Shi Fo, have discovered with my Heavenly Eye that you have Oedipus complex. You should see a doctor.”

“You old bastard! Say that again?! I’ll kill you.”

“I also saw with my Heavenly Eye that, Officer Li, you used to be a kind child, but your family was unhappy,
your mother died young… You hate your mother more than you hate your enemies… Did Tian Quan only burn your car? You’re
so lucky.”

“It seems he also left behind a pig with its eyes and tongue gouged out.” Li Xiaogang blurted out.

“Huh? I understand!… Tsk tsk… His methods have changed… becoming more and more delicate…”

“Guards! Take this old madman out.”

“Wang Foxue! Go… Go quickly!…” The iron gate slammed shut, and two guards dragged Shi Fo out.

"...Officer Li, I only felt sorry for you because of your talent for erotic music and your unhappy family life. Let me give you
a piece of —never take Tianquan as your opponent, you won't even know how you died, he's too strong. Remember
that!!"

"Wang Foxue! Go...you old bastard...you're getting cocky?...You deserve a beating! Hurry!..."

"Officer Li, forgive your mother!...Don't do things you shouldn't do anymore...Ah!...
Ah! The guard is beating people! Ah!..."

Li Xiaogang's face turned ashen with anger, and he turned to look at the sky outside the window.

A single tear slowly rolled down his bloodshot eye...

At 8 p.m., on the express train to Beijing. Wearing a police uniform, the tall and imposing Officer Li Xiaogang
opened the door to the No. 10 soft sleeper compartment and saw a beautiful young policewoman sitting inside.

"Li Xiaogang! Is that you?"

"Zhao Fang?!"

The policewoman was his classmate at the police academy, the beauty of the academy—19-year-old Zhao Fang.

Initially, Li Xiaogang had always wanted to pursue her, but she was surrounded by a bunch of suitors, so he had no chance of succeeding.
Besides, he had prioritized his studies and training; without solid skills, he couldn't assassinate Ma Weidong.

He later learned that Zhao Fang had been assigned to a suburban police station as a police officer after graduation, while he, as an outstanding
graduate, had been assigned to the city's criminal investigation branch.

Calling her beautiful was no exaggeration: slender yet full-figured at 1.65 meters tall; her fair and delicate skin was smooth and
lustrous ; her oval face had a high nose bridge, and beneath her slender eyebrows, a pair of clear, bright eyes shone like autumn water. With her delicate
features and long, black hair, she resembled the Hong Kong movie star, Michelle Reis.

They quickly became acquainted and chatted casually. It turned out she was also on a business trip, needing to gather information about a
case that was quite urgent, which was why they had met by chance in the soft sleeper compartment.

Due to the nature of their work, Li Xiaogang didn't discuss work-related matters, only talking about
the current situation of their classmates from police academy.

“Li Xiaogang, you’re the most successful graduate of our year. A second-class merit award recipient, and now
a detective in the Ninth Division of the Municipal Criminal Investigation Detachment…” Zhao Fang’s voice was still as clear, sweet, and melodious as ever.

“Oh, nothing special. Just a little bit,” Li Xiaogang said nonchalantly.

A moment later, she stood up and said she needed to get something downstairs. He was about to get up to help her: “No need, I
can go up and get it myself. You can hold it for me down here.” Years of police training had transformed what was once an
elegant, pure, and innocent young woman into a capable and gentle policewoman.

“No problem,”

Li Xiaogang couldn’t help but fantasize. He wondered how intoxicating her sweet
voice …

She walked to the ladder in front of her bunk, bent down, and began to take off her shoes.

Li Xiaogang noticed she was wearing black suede high-heeled ankle boots, the zippers on the inside of the shoes,
which she had now gently unzipped.

To his delight, a pair of clean, white, lace-trimmed socks peeked out from the V-shaped zipper. He
admitted that white socks were a symbol of a woman's purity, gentleness, and playfulness, and also his favorite.

The once imposing and strong policewoman in her uniform had suddenly transformed into a sexy and playful little woman. His
heart pounded as he watched her every move intently.

He saw her hold the heel of one shoe with one hand, gently press down, and a delicate white-socked foot
emerged, gently placing it on the first step. Then, she gripped the handrails on both sides, exerted a little
force, and stood up. Then, her other foot dangled in the air, gently swinging, slowly swaying
the other shoe off.

Li Xiaogang stared wide-eyed as this pair of beautiful white-socked feet alternately climbed the ladder. Just as
her toes touched the step, her smooth heel lifted lightly upwards, agile and graceful.

The delicate white socks stretched out in motion, creating shimmering lines that seemed to trace beautiful arcs in his heart,
a comforting sensation like stepping on his soul, making him itch with desire.

He watched as she climbed to the top, turned, and sat on the upper bunk, her beautiful white-socked feet dangling
naturally . Zhao Fang was struggling with a heavy suitcase, seemingly unable to open it, and was
about to carry it down. Seeing this, Li Xiaogang quickly went over, supporting the suitcase from below and slowly lowering it.

Perhaps a strap was tangled in the luggage rack, she hurriedly tried to untangle it, repeatedly apologizing, "
I'm sorry , it'll be done soon, just a little longer."

Li Xiaogang replied that it was alright, and turning his head, he saw her white-socked feet stretched right in front of him,
perfectly positioned , her toes almost touching his nose. The fine stripes and the neatly arranged mesh on the white lace socks
were exquisitely beautiful.

Wow, what a perfect match! Such a delicious feast laid out before him, how could he not enjoy it immediately? He
almost forgot he was carrying a large box on his shoulder, his eyes wide and nostrils flared as he greedily savored the spectacle.

This was the first time he had ever seen the beautiful and charming Zhao Fang so closely, and he never imagined it would actually happen.

The graceful curves of her white-stockinged feet were vividly displayed before Li Xiaogang.

Her white stockings were thin, and her five toes were neatly arranged, naturally and smoothly within the stockings. Her arches playfully
arched upwards, and the white stockings beneath her smooth heels remained flat and clean, the patterns perfectly intact—
clearly the work of a woman who loved cleanliness and took care of herself.

He almost forgot how quickly time had passed; what would he do when she got down?

Quickly, Li Xiaogang pressed his nose to her white stockings, inhaling deeply. Oh, the faint scent of a young girl's
flesh, a uniquely feminine aroma that attracts the opposite sex, emanating from those smooth, beautiful feet that may never have been
touched , protected by exquisite leather shoes.

He greedily inhaled, passionately probing with his tongue to explore its secrets.

Suddenly, her foot swung forward, pressing against his face, the white sock on the instep pressing tightly against
his lips. Before he could react, he quickly moved his foot away.

"Oh, sorry, did I kick you? The strap was too tight, it took me a while to untie it. Are you alright?"

"I'm fine. Are you done?"

"Yes, you can put it down now."

He slowly lowered the suitcase, his mind filled with the scene from just now. Thankfully, she hadn't noticed. But
it was truly exhilarating; just thinking about the tingling sensation of those white socks against his lips sent
a surge of blissful pleasure rushing down, an irresistible urge.

Zhao Fang got off, put on her shoes, but didn't zip them up. For the rest of the night, he was engrossed
in chatting while stealing glances at Zhao Fang's white socks, until 10 p.m.

Just before turning off the lights, Zhao Fang took out a pair of slippers. "I forgot to change my shoes."

She deftly pulled her feet out of her leather shoes and slipped them into the slippers, only her heels peeking out, tempting him.

Zhao Fang then took out a bag of toiletries and a towel.

"You sit here, I'll go wash up." Before he could reply, Zhao Fang was gone. Only he
and her newly changed leather shoes remained.

An opportunity! Weren't these leather shoes the most considerate of her beautiful feet? They enveloped her every day, whether
at work, on her way home, chasing a suspect, or strolling in the mall.

They provided warmth and care for her feet daily, absorbing the slight scent of sweat after exercise; her playful
toes gently rubbed against them, her warm soles kissed them deeply.

Li Xiaogang couldn't help but pick up a leather shoe, examining it closely, stroking its smooth, soft
surface as if pressing it against a beautiful foot.

He then slipped his hand inside, immediately feeling the lingering warmth enveloping his hand—the warmth of her foot emanating through
the white sock . His fingers gently explored the sides, pressing against the smooth insole; a slight dampness,
almost imperceptible.

He checked to make sure no one was around, then impatiently brought his face close to the shoe opening, trying to catch
that incredibly alluring scent. A faint fragrance, mixed with the scent of leather, subtly carrying the sensual aroma unique to a woman's beautiful feet
—a man's fatal weakness.

He gently licked the inside of the shoe, the area where the white sock had been. Oh, a slightly
salty taste —it must be her foot secretions. Wonderful.

Suddenly, he heard someone pull open the door. Turning around, he saw Zhao Fang. Her bright, clear
eyes widened instantly, staring at him… In that instant, he could barely hear anything.
He could only feel his heart pounding at 200 beats per minute, frantically battering his fragile heart.
A faint, mournful sigh echoed in his mind: You're finished, you're finished, you… Looking at her bewildered expression,
he knew what she was thinking: On the vast, dark northeastern plains, a lonely train sped through
the deeper night. In this empty sleeper compartment, a man, holding one of her
women's high-heeled ankle boots in his hands, buried his face in it, greedily inhaling the lingering scent of her white-stockinged feet…
When did she arrive? How much did she see? Did she see me licking?… No, I must explain,
even if it's so flimsy. At least this awkward situation couldn't continue. What was needed most at this moment
was a reason, a plausible reason.

"I... something fell into your shoe... let me help you check..." Then,
he quickly put the boot on the ground as if he had pricked his hand.

He really couldn't understand Zhao Fang's expression; it was too complicated. Hopefully, it would dispel some of her doubts, he
thought.

Just as Li Xiaogang was feeling ashamed and lost in thought, Zhao Fang quietly returned to his side. He didn't dare look at her
face, much less greet her. He just kept flipping through his magazine, but no matter what he did, he couldn't understand what was written
on it . Later, he realized he had it upside down.

She acted as if nothing had happened, put away the toiletries, and started making the bed.

The two white sock heels sticking out of the slippers were still playfully bouncing up and down, sometimes lightly, sometimes firmly stepping on
the shoes. He couldn't help but stare at them intently (he really had no memory). How happy he would be if they could step on his mouth
... he fantasized again.

After tidying up the bedding, she casually unfolded the blanket and covered him.

"You like my feet, don't you?" Her voice was soft, but to him it was like a thunderclap.

It was over. She knew everything. His ears burned instantly, and his fragile dignity
crumbled nothingness. He dared not look up at her, too nervous to speak.

"I...I..." he hesitated. Finally, he steeled himself, deciding to go for it. He
couldn't marry her anyway; it wasn't a crime. He could at least die with dignity.

"I...I like your feet in...white socks...No...I think you're especially beautiful,
like the Hong Kong movie star—Michelle Reis..." He anticipated her angry and contemptuous rebuke; that would make him feel better
. ...Suddenly, he heard a clear laugh. He could hardly believe his ears.
A series of giggles that followed snapped him back to reality.

"Look how scared you are! You're so nervous!" She laughed at his embarrassed state.

"Oh, you're a second-class meritorious official? What a boy, blushing like that."

Li Xiaogang was confused. Wasn't she angry?

"Actually, I noticed a long time ago. Just now, when you helped me with my suitcase, didn't you deliberately
turn your head and try to lick my feet?"

"You..."

"I was afraid if someone found out, how would you handle it?"

"So...you knew. Please forgive my offense. I...I just like you so much, that's why...
you know? I've always idolized you like a dream lover, I absolutely had no lewd thoughts..."

"I understand. Actually, it's something to be happy about when someone appreciates you."

"Li Xiaogang, you...do you really like me? I didn't feel it at the police academy."

He stood at attention perfectly: "Reporting to Comrade Zhao Fang, I swear to Chairman Mao! I really like you very much."

"Why?"

...Li Xiaogang finally poured out his long-held, deep longing for her.

"Oh, really..." The blush on Zhao Fang's pretty face spread like melting rouge,
reaching to her ears.

Then, neither of them spoke. The train's clattering sound, like a
melody accompanying a dance, filled the dance floor, while the two shy young people looked around nervously, unsure of what to do.

"It's getting late, you should rest," he said after a long pause, finally managing to break the silence.

"You…"

"What?"

"Would you like… to see my… feet again?" He could sense the shyness and longing in Zhao Fang's voice.

Hearing these words from the young policewoman truly moved him, a sense of mission welling up within him.

This showed her complete understanding and trust in him. He could almost guess her inner thoughts—
a mixture of longing and reserve.

"Thank you… If it were really possible, I would be so honored. You're so kind."

It seemed that this last sentence completely dispelled Zhao Fang's previous concerns.

She gently gripped the edge of the bed with both hands, slightly raising her legs to the side, her two perfect white-stockinged feet softly landing
on her soft mattress… “Aren’t you afraid someone will see?”

“…”

“Are you serious?”

“…”

He knew he couldn’t ask any more questions, otherwise, everything would become impossible. He knew Zhao Fang was also
waiting.

He began to act, embarking on a journey etched in his memory.

He knelt on one knee, leaning forward. Gazing at her almost dazzling white stockings, shyly nestled in
the soft sheets, the pattern of the stockings clearly visible.

These delicate feet, so tenderly cared for by her, lay intertwined without any defense after a long day's journey,
enjoying the blissful relaxation of their muscles.

A faint, fragrant sweat evaporated between their soles and toes; he slowly gathered his left hand and carefully
covered their warm, moist soles. The instant the white cotton socks touched his palm, it felt as if a powerful electric current
surged his body—ah, so comfortable.

His hand rubbed back and forth, and through the thin white socks, he could clearly feel the warmth
emanating from ; his fingers sometimes tightened, sometimes loosened, playing with their neatly arranged toes, and what he liked most was to hold
all their toes tightly in his palm with his fingertips, kneading them.

As his fingertips glided across the soles, she suddenly twitched her feet and whispered, "I'm ticklish."

He smiled knowingly and continued his journey.

He thought, it's time to indulge my sensitive spots. I leaned forward further, my lips pressing
tightly against the white socks on the insteps of her feet.

He gently brought his nose to the white sock and began to move slowly. He smelled a faint, sweet fragrance, like
a natural aroma. The alluring scent numbed his brain, and a tingling sensation shot straight to his lower body.

His lips parted slightly, and his tongue eagerly ventured into the sacred place, undulating over the exquisite curves of her beautiful feet. Only when he
tasted the sole of the sock did he detect a slight salty taste. This must be the residue of her fragrant sweat.

He turned his head to the side of her ankle, his mouth and nose reaching inside the leg of her police uniform trousers, groping around. He opened his mouth,
his teeth biting the edge of the lace sock, and began to pull it down forcefully. After moving to different spots, one white sock
was already down to her ankle. Her beautiful ankle was half-exposed, partially hidden... In the private room with only two people
, they were completely isolated from the cold, dark night outside.

The girl's face was flushed, her eyes slightly closed, her imposing police uniform disheveled to one side; in the dim light, a pair of beautiful, delicate
feet, white socks lying across her body, half-concealed, half-revealed.

The young man knelt beside her feet, leaning down to embrace her. White socks above,
delicate feet below, his tongue roaming between them, savoring two completely different pleasures… He could clearly see the distinct marks
left , those toes still excitedly curling and wriggling inside,
each movement releasing a fragrant scent of feet into his nostrils, making him dizzy and intoxicated by that aroma,
excited and consumed.

A voice echoed in his ears, constantly warning him: Danger! You're a policeman, you can't do
anything out of line.

Yet, another voice also rang in his ears: Fuck her! Fucking her! She'll give you a chance…

Suddenly, a strong desire surged within him, inexplicably jolting and churning, creating intense pleasure that
radiated throughout his body, then converged at the center of his being, surging wildly… He felt like he
was about to explode.

Li Xiaogang, a tall young man in a police uniform, lunged forward and grabbed Zhao Fang's body, pressing her
down onto the mattress.

"No!…Don't do this, Li Xiaogang…No…This won't do…"

He felt his chest pressing against two firm breasts, his erect penis planted
on a warm, soft plain, and the faint fragrance of her hair wafting to his nose. A blurry image appeared before his eyes:
a beautiful face filled with shame and indignation…

His heart pounded wildly. He bent down and kissed her frantically, his wild kisses raining down
on her smooth, delicate cheeks. "Zhao Fang, I love you so much! Marry me!"

His large mouth covered her two luscious, full red lips.

He drank deeply from her mouth, quickly finding her tongue. Their tongues intertwined, saliva
flowing freely.

He reached out and squeezed her firm, smooth breasts through her clothes, feeling
the warmth of her skin. Zhao Fang's heart raced.

Li Xiaogang pushed and rubbed her without restraint, one hand unbuckled the metal belt on her police trousers, his hand slowly
reaching inside her crotch, touching her genitals through her silk panties. Good heavens! He touched her pubic hair,
soft and downy, her labia tightly closed.

"Mmm…mmm…" she could only manage a few weak protests, her legs kicking,
her waist twisting, trying to push him away.

"Li Xiaogang, are you out of your mind? Where is this? Stop!" Zhao Fang whispered, filled with shame and anger. It was clear
she was conflicted and hesitant.

"Zhao Fang, if you say you don't love me, I'll stop." Zhao Fang looked at Li Xiaogang's handsome face, unsure
what to say.

(She was starting to fall for Li Xiaogang, this tall, imposing, and handsome man, whose intelligence and talent promised a bright future.
) Zhao Fang remained silent, her head bowed. She had no choice but to let him have his way. ... Li Xiaogang
's hand slipped into her police trousers again, reaching inside her silk panties. He gently combed her soft
pubic hair , then slid his hand down, caressing her warm, plump labia majora.
He gently slid his middle finger up and down between her labia minora, then pinched and kneaded them with his thumb and middle finger. His hand touched her vulva, and he inserted a
finger into her very tight vagina, moving it back and forth inside. His index finger
thrust in and out of her hot, wet vagina.

With each thrust of his index finger, Zhao Fang would tremble slightly, letting out a soft gasp.
Soon , his fingers were covered in her vaginal fluid. Suddenly, he noticed that the innocent Zhao Fang had blushed, looking at him shyly,
her eyes seeming to sparkle.

…“

Two excited hands swiftly stripped Zhao Fang of her clothes. Her white shirt, police trousers, bra, and silk
panties fell helplessly to the floor of the sleeper compartment.

Except for a pair of white lace socks on her feet, Zhao Fang was now almost completely naked.

Li Xiaogang stood between her legs, forcefully spreading them apart with both hands, cruelly separating her snow-white
thighs , exposing her vulva, which was immediately opened to its maximum extent.

He squatted down, parting her sparse, soft, curly pubic hair… her vaginal fluid glistened at the
pink opening…

He raised her snow-white buttocks slightly, then took her vaginal opening into his mouth, sticking out his tongue to press against her swollen
clitoris. With the constant stimulation of his tongue, Zhao Fang's vaginal fluid flowed into his
mouth .

As his tongue continued to play with her, he could feel her swollen clitoris. She struggled in shame, her face flushed.”
The ink thickened, highlighting the translucent whiteness of her skin. Her breathing became heavy, her thighs clamping tightly around Xiaogang
's head, emitting soft moans from her nostrils.

Her deepest desires were aroused; her breathing quickened, and she began to moan loudly. Her private parts were wet and
slippery…

her plump labia majora and vibrant labia minora, swollen and engorged from being licked by his tongue, copious amounts of vaginal fluid
flowing out, trickling down her delicate labia minora into her white buttocks.

She looked so beautiful! So stimulating. Li Xiaogang couldn't resist having sex with her.

Just as he was lost in his own world, Zhao Fang suddenly looked up, anxiously whispering, "…Xiaogang, please spare
me?…I really can't take it…can't you…let me go back?…"

"No! Who told you to arouse me like that?"

"I didn't realize you were so rude! How can I be with you in the future?" "A disheveled and somewhat
annoyed Zhao Fang,

Li Xiaogang ignored her, stood up, and locked the door. He deftly stripped off his police uniform, belt, underwear, and shoes, revealing
a muscular physique with a powerful V-shape in his upper body.

"Today, I'll give you a lesson in gymnastics for men and women that you've never learned in police academy."

"...Hehe... Gymnastics for men and women? ...Hehe... How annoying." "Stop talking..." she
said in a low, feigned tone, looking at Li Xiaogang's strong physique with satisfaction.

Her girlish charm was both endearing and arousing, in a way that fueled a desire to conquer.

Her face was flushed, her body trembled, and her long, black hair was disheveled, draped over her chest, obscuring her two full
breasts. Her rosy nipples peeked out from among the strands of hair, adding to her alluring temptation.

Li Xiaogang kneaded her beautiful breasts, pinching her firm, rosy nipples... He grasped her breasts
and squeezed them forward, raising the nipples, then released them and began to pinch and twist them again. He pinched her small, slightly upturned nipples between his thumb and forefinger, kneading and rotating them; they were soft yet firm. He
continued until the nipples were erect before moving on to the other breast.

His lustful gaze greedily swept over Zhao Fang's alluring, curvaceous body. Zhao Fang's
pretty face flushed like the rising sun, her beauty radiant and alluring, her lips parted shyly, her delicate lips
hesitant to speak, her head bowed, too shy to look him in the eye… He laid the beautiful, seductive Zhao Fang flat
on the bunk, spreading her long, smooth, white legs—which had been tightly pressed together in shyness—at a wide
angle. One hand held her slender waist, the other adjusted the position of his penis, aligning the glans with her vulva.

While caressing her shapely thighs, he rubbed his penis against her plump, rosy labia, making her
pubic hair and the base of her thighs glisten with lustful fluid. With a forceful thrust, a soft "plop" was heard as
his penis half-entered her moist, wet vagina.

"Ah...so tight!..." Li Xiaogang shuddered with pleasure as his penis gripped her tender vagina, thrusting forward
forcefully to fill the tight, swollen vagina of the "virgin.

" "Ugh..." Zhao Fang groaned softly in pain. Her face flushed slightly, she turned to one side, exhaling slowly, her beautiful eyes
half -closed in a hint of shyness.

Clearly, she was no longer a virgin, her first time having been given to some boyfriend she didn't know.

His hard, hot penis slid into her extremely narrow vagina. He slowly
inserted it inch by inch, and when it was fully inserted, he slowly withdrew it, until his penis was covered in her vaginal fluids, then his hips
began to move back and forth.

"Mmm...mmm...mmm...mmm..." Zhao Fang's eyebrows furrowed, her eyes brimming, her cherry lips trembling
, emitting moans of lust.

His lower abdomen pounded against her fair belly, his penis thrusting forcefully into her intoxicatingly hot
vagina .

Li Xiaogang felt the slippery, honey-like fluid constantly secreting from the beautiful woman's vagina, which aroused his lust
, causing him to thrust even more violently.

Amidst his lewd laughter, the policewoman blushed crimson with pleasure from the intercourse, twisting her waist and arching her hips on the bed, moaning
wantonly , "Ah...ah, ah, ah..."

His thick, long penis thrust in and out of her vagina relentlessly. The tender skin of her vaginal opening gripped his penis, being pulled in and out with each movement
; he enjoyed the pleasurable sensation of her tender orifice.

Zhao Fang's vagina tightly gripped and sucked at his penis. Large amounts of vaginal fluid
were squeezed out again and again from the narrow crevice where the tender skin met his penis.

"How is it? Feels good, right? Can you feel how big it is? Is it long enough?" Looking at her
charming beautiful appearance, he became even more relentless.

Zhao Fang blushed with embarrassment, her heart filled with shyness, and she looked like she was about to cry. "Yours... is
so thick, so hard... it's killing me..."

"There's nothing to be ashamed of. Doing it this way will make you feel even better. " Suddenly ,

Li Xiaogang thrust upwards forcefully, his large penis pumping in and out of the small vagina with great force, like
a violent storm, with thunder and lightning, for over a hundred rounds, making lewd sounds like "gurgle, gurgle, gurgle, gurgle, gurgle
, gurgle..." The sleeper berth creaked and groaned.

Zhao Fang was driven to ecstasy by Li Xiaogang's large penis, her black hair flying wildly, her half-closed eyes
radiating boundless lust.

Her snow-white, full body writhed beneath the strong Xiaogang, her soft panting punctuated by a few
joyful cries.

"Ah!" …Oh…ouch…oh…mmm…” Zhao Fang opened her full, small lips, and
his mouth met hers, his tongue probing into her mouth and swirling around. He thrust in and out without restraint. Zhao Fang made muffled sounds from
her nose , her legs involuntarily wrapping around his waist.

Her snow-white, full buttocks thrust upwards forcefully, her slippery, wet vagina tightly gripping his thick, large penis,
the secreted love fluid moistening their point of union. Seeing the dazed look in her phoenix eyes, Li Xiaogang
knew she was enjoying it too. After all, a stud's penis is different!

He grabbed Zhao Fang's… Two round, white, and tender legs pressed against Zhao Fang's chest, flattening her
breasts . This position made it very easy for the penis to penetrate her flower, and Zhao Fang could no longer move
.

Li Xiaogang let out two lewd cries, grasped Zhao Fang's two warm, moist white-stockinged feet, and began to thrust his large penis in and out of her honey hole with
great force , her juices flowing continuously.

The sounds of "squelching" and "squelching" came from the point of contact between the two police officers .
Under Li Xiaogang's vigorous assault, she writhed excitedly, her face flushed, her slender hands tightly gripping...
His forearms and round buttocks rose and fell with his movements, his two snow-white, full breasts
trembling .

In this intense sexual battle, Zhao Fang felt pain and pleasure assaulting her body, letting out
gasps and moans. She tried to suppress her excited emotions with reason, but her body wouldn't obey, and she quickly
collapsed.

Her vaginal fluids dripped, flowing down Li Xiaogang's penis and into his scrotum. His movements
became larger and more intense.

After about ten more minutes, her round buttocks swayed rapidly and forcefully, her hands gripping
Li Xiaogang , urging him to increase the speed and force of his thrusts. She screamed ecstatically, breathing heavily.

He sensed that Zhao Fang was about to reach orgasm; her beautiful face was contorted with excitement.

Her two nipples, stimulated, stood erect and purplish-red. Her smooth legs spasmed uncontrollably,
her white-socked feet kicking wildly on the bunk. Suddenly, a gush of hot fluid gushed from her tender opening, quickly soaking
her entire inner thighs.

Zhao Fang let out a muffled groan, her buttocks thrusting upwards with force, then she froze, her toes, clad in
white lace stockings, dangling in mid-air and bending inwards with force. Her curvaceous body trembled mechanically, reaching an
extreme orgasm.

...On the disheveled white sheets, there were patches and patches of semen and vaginal fluid—truly a filthy and
disgusting ... Li Xiaogang pulled Zhao Fang, whose flushed, smooth, and delicate skin was growing increasingly hot, from the bunk.

He sat down on the edge of the bunk, helping her straddle his lower abdomen, and straightened his penis: "
Spread your labia open yourself, and slowly sit down!"

She opened her intoxicatingly beautiful eyes, gazing at Li Xiaogang with tender affection, obediently using her fingers to pinch and spread her
glistening labia, aligning her vaginal opening with the glans of his penis as she sat down.

Oh, when her warm, wet labia enveloped his glans, he couldn't resist. He yelled, "Fuck you to death,
Zhao Fang!"

He thrust his hips upwards, aiming for her small opening and plunging in with all his might. With a "plop,"
half his penis was inside her wet, fleshy hole. Her vagina was tight; half his penis was completely enveloped by her warm, wet vagina
. He felt himself entering an unprecedented softness and warmth.

She cried out, a low moan of pain, "Ah...you're too hard! Be gentle!" She quickly placed her hands
on Li Xiaogang's shoulders.

Li Xiaogang used his hands to support her hips, slowly making straight up and down movements, allowing his penis to thrust vertically into her
vagina. His penis was gripped tighter and tighter by her labia and vaginal walls, her vagina convulsing, his penis feeling like it was being
forcefully .

The innocent Zhao Fang blushed deeply, "Ah...uh..." the 19-year-old policewoman moaned.

She wrapped her arms around his neck, her two white, tender breasts... She rubbed her face against his,
Li Xiaogang's hands kneading her beautiful breasts, pinching her firm, rosy nipples...

Without waiting for instructions, she lifted her hips and moved up and down, allowing him to sit comfortably on the edge of the berth,
enjoying the pleasure of her vagina penetrating his penis. She twisted her waist, occasionally tossing her hair, her breasts bouncing irregularly
.

Zhao Fang's fragrant sweat dripped like rain onto Li Xiaogang's chest; her wantonness was something Li Xiaogang could never reconcile with her
usual gentle and refined image. After a hundred or so thrusts, she suddenly buried her face in his chest and cried out:
"...Ah...I can't...Xiaogang...I can't take it anymore...I can't move..." Her tense
body went limp.

Li Xiaogang increased the amplitude and force of his thrusts, involuntarily panting a few times. He thrust
his lower body wildly, her flesh heaving with each impact, her breasts swaying and trembling, her areolas as beautiful as
blooming flowers.

Her moans grew louder and louder. "Oh...ah...um...good, you...ah...
no...no..." The penis became even more vigorous, moving in and out freely in her tight, juicy hole, leaving her
breathless .

Seeing this body he had dreamed of straddling him and making love to him, emitting alluring moans,
Li Xiaogang felt a surge of masculine conquest.

He felt his glans getting hotter and hotter, and his scrotum began to contract violently; he knew he was about to climax.
The pleasure of entering and exiting the policewoman's juicy hole was truly irresistible.

I finally couldn't hold back any longer. After a dozen quick thrusts, I shoved my penis into her vagina, pressing against
her clitoris, and released all my hot, thick, viscous semen deep into her womb.
"Ah... Zhao Fang, I'm sorry... Ah... I can't take it anymore... Ah!... I can't... I'm
coming... Ah!..."

The policewoman shuddered, a surge of heat flowing out. Clearly, she had been
drawn into the ecstatic climax of this intense, prolonged, and intoxicating stimulation... Her legs convulsed uncontrollably, her buttocks
thrusting forward. Then, she collapsed onto his firm chest like a corpse.

"Ugh... Ah... Good..." The policewoman writhed, her words incoherent. A captivating and fervent desire flickered in her beautiful eyes
, her long, glossy black hair swayed with her movements, and a fine layer of fragrant sweat glistened on her snow-white skin
.

After a while, she lifted her round buttocks, and Li Xiaogang's shiny, thick penis
slid out of her vagina with a "plop. "

Policewoman Zhao Fang stood up, leaving his body, one hand on her thigh. She felt his
white semen flowing down her thigh, soaking through her small white lace sock on one foot. Her size 36
white sock felt slippery and sticky, uncomfortable. This

sight made Li Xiaogang's blood boil, and his penis grew even harder.

The policewoman glared at him shyly and reproachfully, saying coquettishly, "You're so annoying! What are you looking at? It's all your
doing ! You bad boy."

Li Xiaogang was secretly delighted and said, "Even though you're capable, once I marry you, I'll still play with you to my heart's content
. You won't have a peaceful life anymore! I'll kiss you and rape you day and night! Haha..." "...Not shy
... I want to rest for a bit..." she said, squatting down to take off her wet white socks. Her round, firm buttocks bounced up,
swaying and displaying alluring curves, seemingly beckoning for his scepter to penetrate, to
unleash .

Li Xiaogang said, "Okay, rest for a bit. I want to see you change your stockings."

She smiled, then took out a new pair of white, sheer stockings from her purse.

She lifted one leg onto the chair. Then, she slipped the top of the stocking onto her toes and slowly pulled it up—it
was his favorite ultra-thin white crystal stocking.

She wore a pair of shimmering, transparent white stockings that outlined her feet beautifully. Her
feet were undeniably exquisite, fair and delicate, with neatly arranged toes.

Watching her alluringly put on the stockings, Li Xiaogang's blood nearly boiled. She slowly pulled it up
to her thigh, then her hands slid from her toes down her leg to her thigh, before pulling the clasp up to her upper thigh.

At this point, the wrinkles in the stockings disappeared, and they were completely integrated with her thighs.
Once she had put on the other stocking,

Li Xiaogang pounced on her like a hungry tiger.

The crystal stockings made her thighs even smoother and more radiant, even more sensual. His hands moved from her toes to her upper
thigh . Then, Li Xiaogang moved his lips to her thigh. Her entire lower body was covered by such a
thin of stockings. He licked it again and again with his lips. It was so pleasurable.

Then, Xiao Gang asked her to perform a footjob on him.

The docile policewoman asked Xiao Gang to lie on the carpet. Xiao Gang obediently lay down in front of her feet, and she sat
on the edge stretching out her legs to envelop Xiao Gang's large penis, gently pressing down on it from side to side.

Xiao Gang's penis pressed against the soles of her stockinged feet, the smoothness of the stockings and her delicate soles made Xiao Gang finally
understand that a woman's stockinged feet could have such charm, and he hummed passionately.

She stepped hard on Xiao Gang's penis, and his humming became more rapid. Then, she clamped Xiao Gang's
penis and began to move it up and down.

Wow! Her smooth stockinged feet were actually giving him a footjob. "Oh..." Xiao Gang was intoxicated and
lifted his lower body to match her stockinged feet in piston-like movements.

Slowly, Xiao Gang's penis swelled to a bright red. She placed her left foot under his testicles and teased them, her five
toes nimbly rubbing them. At the same time, her right foot pressed his penis against his lower abdomen, her heel
twisting from side to side at the base of his penis, while her toes gently slid along the urethral opening. (So incredibly pleasurable!) The intense
stimulation made Xiao Gang tremble all over. He grabbed her right foot and rubbed it wildly against his penis.
Then, she clamped her feet between his penis and rubbed it repeatedly like a rubbing stick, her heels also rubbing against the base of his
penis .

"Ah...oh...faster, harder, oh..." Xiao Gang panted heavily. She quickened her footwork,
her heels pressing and kneading the base of his penis.

"Oh..." With Xiao Gang's ecstatic moan, a thick stream of fluid gushed out, the white liquid completely soaking
one of white-stockinged feet.

I lay on the ground, panting heavily, while she continued to rub my slowly softening member with her stockinged foot…

“Does it feel good?” The policewoman’s face was flushed.

“Oh, it’s wonderful. I’m so lucky to have met you. This isn’t an elective course for female students at the police academy, is it?”

The policewoman couldn’t help but chuckle after hearing this. She glared at him fiercely without saying a word. The train’s “clatter
-clatter” sound filled the dance floor like a dance accompaniment…

“I’m rested, let’s go again!”

“You’re really strong! This isn’t an elective course for male students at your police academy, is it?” Policewoman Zhao Fang
retorted retaliatoryly.

“Huh? Hehe…you little brat, you’re really sharp-tongued.”

Li Xiaogang placed the blushing, trembling Zhao Fang, who was leaning over the edge of the small table. He gently patted her right leg, and she
defiantly lightly raised her right leg, her white, sheer stockinged foot drawing a slightly exaggerated arc in the air before
slowly placing it on the edge of the berth.

This position made her private parts even more clearly exposed, and the originally tightly closed petals were
slightly . Li Xiaogang straightened his lower body and mercilessly thrust his thick penis into the deepest part of her flower path.

"Ah—" The policewoman's soft cry was already tinged with pain, and her beautiful face was also a little distorted. He
manipulated his thick penis to thrust wildly, each time entering her body as deeply as possible. Wave after wave of
attacks.

Zhao Fang cooperated with each thrust, frowning, biting her lip, desperately trying not to make
a sound . Her face was flushed red, and her long, beautiful hair was scattered on her trembling, snow-white breasts.

He grabbed her snow-white, smooth shoulders and began to slowly and powerfully thrust in and out. Soon, he could no longer control
the frequency of his hip thrusts and began to rape her like a wild beast, each time he thrust, he squeezed her labia into her vagina, and when he pulled out,
he turned her labia back out, and the air was filled with passion...

The police academy classmates all say that you look very much like the Hong Kong movie star—Michelle Reis. "Actually, you're much prettier and more lewd than her.
Many boys use you as a masturbation object… they've even stolen your underwear and socks…" Li Xiaogang,
his blood boiling, raped the policewoman Zhao Fang while deliberately using vulgar language to humiliate her self-esteem.

"Oh… oh… ahh…" Zhao Fang moaned hysterically, fine beads of
sweat , her pearly white teeth biting her rosy lower lip.

"How is it? Comfortable? Enjoyable?" he asked in a nasty voice. Watching her body
writhe beneath him, a great pleasure rose within him.

"No...no...ahhhhh...so good..." Zhao Fang moaned incessantly.
Her entire body was drenched in fragrant sweat, her small hands gripping the edge of the table tightly.

Li Xiaogang smiled smugly, grabbing her two soft breasts from below, kneading them
like dough, pinching her erect, bright red nipples...
The pleasure of pinching and squeezing those pink, bean-sized nipples between two fingers was indescribable.

He gripped her plump buttocks tightly, thrusting forcefully... With each attack from below, her upper body swayed wildly
...

Zhao Fang breathed softly, her long, silk-stockinged legs moving gracefully. She knelt slightly, her vagina tightly
accommodating Li Xiaogang's large penis, and began to actively stroke it, attacking his penis wave after wave.
She vigorously swayed her plump, white buttocks, cooperating with Li Xiaogang's powerful thrusts.

"...Mmm...so...so...comfortable...ah...mmm...ah...ouch..." Hearing
Zhao Fang's shy and soft voice, he was overjoyed, knowing he would once again conquer this
beautiful, gentle, and compliant young woman beneath him... After thrusting about three hundred times, he withdrew his penis, and
Li Xiaogang pushed Zhao Fang towards the bed, making her kneel with her legs bent, forming a riding position, and began to pull ...
He removed her white stockings, wiped the wetness and precum from his penis, and then, with a rough, hesitant motion,
inserted his erect penis into her vagina…

“Mmm…mmm…mmm…mmm…” Zhao Fang’s eyebrows furrowed, her eyes brimming with tears, her cherry lips trembling.
With each thrust of his erect penis, she let out a series of wanton screams.

The young man showed no mercy; his entire body twitched and his rapid thrusting
produced a “plop, plop” sound, his testicles slapping against the policewoman’s perineum.

Zhao Fang screamed, her buttocks thrashing wildly. Li Xiaogang had to hold her buttocks tightly to prevent his penis
from slipping out.

“Slap, slap, slap, slap.” The sounds of their bodies colliding rose and fell.

Zhao Fang’s long, black hair danced across her snow-white face, her cheeks flushed like ripe apples, and
she shook her head, screaming with joy. Her back glistened with tiny specks of sweat.

After another 10 minutes of fighting, Li Xiaogang, while stroking her thighs clad in white stockings and supporting her round,
pert buttocks, began a long, drawn-out assault. He would pull his entire penis out and then thrust it back in,
his muscular physique gleaming with sweat, his muscles tense, biting his lip, almost slamming into his junior
's buttocks twice per second!

Zhao Fang reacted even more intensely, shaking her head in pain, her body writhing, letting out high-pitched moans
. Her two delicate feet, toes pointed straight, seemed to want to break free of the white stockings. She was already
incoherent from the penetration: "Ah...ah...so...so good...ah...I'm going to die...so good...
don't good...ah..."

"...No...ah ah...so hard...I can't take it...ouch..." she cried out ecstatically.
Who would have thought that her quiet exterior could be so wanton?

Amidst Zhao Fang's ecstatic moans and gasps, she reached another climax… This stimulation
sent her into a frenzy, as if she were floating in the universe, her body completely out of her control, only feeling the continuous gushing of her vaginal
fluids .

Her two pairs of snow-white breasts swayed violently back and forth with each thrust, accompanied by the "plop" sounds of penetration and her incessant
moans, stimulating Li Xiaogang's central nervous system. He felt beads of sweat forming on his back.

"Oh, oh, oh, I'm going to cum! Ah! Ah! Ah!" he roared, thrusting his penis deep
into Zhao Fang's body, pounding against her uterus, and hot semen began to spray into her body, causing Zhao Fang to
tremble again.

Li Xiaogang reached another extreme orgasm. It was as if he were in a little Eden with only him and Zhao Fang
, surrounded by shimmering golden clouds…

Zhao Fang's eyes sparkled with spring fever, her smile as beautiful as a flower. She raised her delicate little nose and said, “Oh,
Xiao Gang … you’re amazing! The most exciting sex ever… you’ve almost killed me… how
am I supposed to work on my case today?! I need you to come with me!”

Zhao Fang’s genitals were a mess, her pubic hair covered in Xiao Gang’s white, sticky semen,
now matted and tangled below her abdomen. Her pink labia majora and minora parted, and
a white liquid slowly flowed from her swollen vulva.

“Thump!… Thump!!… Spare this poor woman!!! It’s already 5 a.m.!” The passenger
next to her pounded on the wall.

At 6 a.m., the train arrived at its destination—Beijing Station.

Amidst the disdainful glances of the passengers in the sleeper car, a pair of police officers emerged from compartment number 10…

The tall male officer walked wearily and pitifully
ahead, carrying four large leather bags, his face contorted in pain. A young female officer, resembling Hong Kong actress Michelle Reis, followed weakly behind, empty-handed,
seemingly injured, limping towards the exit…

After parting ways with Zhao Fang at Beijing Station, Li Xiaogang went to Beijing No. 2 Prison to interrogate Ma Weiqiang (the younger brother of the gangster
Ma Weidong , arrested during a crackdown). From him, he obtained crucial clues—
the whereabouts of the gang's second-in-command, "God of Wealth" Ma Yi, and the third-in-command, "Living Yama" Wu Tieshan, who were still
hiding in City A.

Li Xiaogang immediately reported to the Criminal Investigation Division for immediate arrests, but only "God of Wealth" Ma Yi was apprehended;
the most destructive, "Living Yama" Wu Tieshan, escaped. Without even saying goodbye to Zhao Fang, Li Xiaogang took the train back to City A overnight
to participate in the interrogation of Ma Yi.

After three days of intensive interrogation, some progress was made, but the most crucial figure—the underworld leader "Tianquan"—remained a mystery,
with Ma Yi insisting he didn't know him! That night, it was Li Xiaogang's turn to interrogate him, and just before dawn, Ma Yi finally revealed some things that
Li Xiaogang was interested in. "Do you know a woman named Song Jia? Five years ago, Ma Weidong raped her and
forced her to take drugs..."

"Song Jia? Ah, I remember, the flight attendant who looks like Zhao Yazhi. Didn't she go missing
? Ma Weidong sent people to look for her for a long time."

"As far as I know, Song Jia's husband died in the line of duty 10 years ago, and the Civil Aviation Administration gave him a compensation of 200,000 yuan. Why would she
let Ma Weidong rape her three times just to get some drugs? Couldn't she buy drugs?"

"Officer Li, you don't know. Ma Weidong doesn't allow drug dealers in the underworld to sell to her, so even if she had money, she
couldn't drugs. Besides, the drugs she took were a special formula, very low purity but addictive. Ma Weidong
wanted Song Jia to be manipulated willingly."

"Who else in the underworld has slept with her?"

"No one else, really." Ma Yi's tone was somewhat flustered.

"Confess! You can't fool the government!"

"This?...I slept with her once...but she came to me asking for drugs...
who else would dare touch Ma Weidong's mistress?!"

"Was she comfortable then?"

"Song Jia is a rare beauty, I felt very comfortable then...she seemed to cry. She said she was sorry to her
son..."

"Enough!! Stand up! Take off your pants." Li Xiaogang's face was ashen, sinister, glaring fiercely
at him.

"...Ah!...Ah! The police are beating people! Ah!...Help!" Li Xiaogang brandished the
large stun gun and beat him mercilessly, mercilessly, to the point of wanting to kill him.

The high-voltage switch of the stun gun was pushed to its limit, emitting a dazzling blue arc of electricity, buzzing...buzzing. It
was thrust into "God of Wealth" Ma Yi's anus. "God of Wealth" immediately screamed incessantly, enthusiastically dancing the samba. Defecation and urine
came out.

"Speak!" "Who is Tianquan?" "Who is Tianquan?!"

"Ah!...It hurts so much!...Ah!...I'll talk! I'll talk!"

After the "God of Wealth," beaten beyond recognition, whispered a few words in Li Xiaogang's ear, Li Xiaogang's face
turned pale, and his hands and feet went cold.

The next afternoon, exhausted, Li Xiaogang asked his boss for leave and drove alone to
the small courtyard rented by Song Jia in the countryside. Since the day "Tianquan" burned his police car, he had been eager to avenge himself and hadn't
been home .

Song Jia was overjoyed to see her beloved son return. She prepared a bath for him, letting him take a hot bath
to relax. She asked him about his well-being and complained that her son hadn't come back to see her for so long.

As it was getting dark, seven or eight hot dishes were already laid out on the table. Li Xiaogang, with a gloomy face, opened a bottle of white wine,
poured himself a drink, and after eating and drinking his fill, he pushed aside his bowl and chopsticks and lay down on the bed, slightly drunk.

"Gangzi, take off your clothes before you sleep."

"No need, I'll be fine after a while."

In the middle of the night, the wind picked up, and the barking of the village dogs woke Li Xiaogang. He groggily turned over, trying to go back to
sleep , when suddenly he heard footsteps in the courtyard. He opened the door and looked into the yard—and was stunned.

Four burly men, all dressed in police camouflage uniforms and wearing black masks, stood in the dark yard. The leader was easily over 1.9 meters
tall .

"Hehe!... Officer Li, didn't you want to arrest me? Here I come. I heard you even won the city police academy amateur
Sanda championship. Come on, we don't need guns."

"Heavenly Fist?! It's delivered right to my doorstep. Come on! Ya!!..."

Li Xiaogang lunged forward, swinging his fists and fighting the big man. After thirty rounds, neither of them
had gained the upper hand. The big man was exceptionally agile and gradually gained the upper hand.

Li Xiaogang thought to himself, "Why bother with these thugs? I'll just take them down with one shot!"

He reached for his gun at his waist. In a flash, the burly man chuckled, leaped high into the
air a flying kick straight at Li Xiaogang's face. Li Xiaogang ducked, but it was a feint. The kick
transformed into a powerful downward strike, the boot slamming into the back of Li Xiaogang's head.

"Ah!" Li Xiaogang spun around and crashed to the ground, blood gushing from his mouth and nose.

The burly man grinned maliciously, saying, "You're just an amateur police academy champion? I'm a professional!! You tried to ambush me?
Don't embarrass me!!"

He grabbed Li Xiaogang's right arm and kicked his elbow in a flying kick. A "crack" echoed as the
elbow broke, and Li Xiaogang screamed in agony.

"Ah! Mom! Run! Mom! Run!"

Then another "crack" was heard as his right calf was also broken.

"Ah!!" Li Xiaogang fainted from the pain.

"Please! Don't hit him! You're killing him! Please!" Song Jia's mother cried out
, pleading for him as three burly men dragged her into the house.

Li Xiaogang, his face covered in blood, crawled forward with difficulty. He heard his mother's struggles and cries, and
the lewd laughter of the three men.

His mother, still in her pajamas, was pinned down on the long desk in the living room by two men. One of the men pulled down her pants and
began to rape her. He watched in agony as his mother's pale thighs struggled, her beautiful legs
kicking wildly.

When the second man mounted her and began to thrust into her, his mother let out muffled moans,
"Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle, gurgle, gurgle, gurgle..." making obscene noises that creaked and
groaned the long table.

"Stop! Please, spare her!" Li Xiaogang cried out, his body pressed against the living room floor.

As the third man rode on her snow-white buttocks, pounding into her, her high-pitched moans echoed.
Each time, his penis plunged in to the hilt! It parted her labia, driving like a pile driver straight to her core,
"Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump!"...

"Kill me first!! I killed Ma Weidong! Please, kill me first!!"

"No...no...ahhhhh...so good..." she moaned incessantly. Her
entire body was drenched in sweat, her small hands gripping the edge of the desk tightly. "Slap, slap, slap, slap."
The sounds of flesh colliding echoed. Her upper body swayed wildly from the impact, her soft breasts
bobbing ...

Song Jia was being fucked with such pain, her face contorted in agony, her hands desperately tearing at the heads and chests of her rapists
; screaming with all her might.

"Ah!...Ah...Xiaogang, save me!...I...can't take it!...Xiaogang, save me!...Ouch...
"

When Song Jia had been gang-raped by three burly men, two of them dragged the naked Song Jia to his side and placed her
before him. Li Xiaogang's heart shattered; his heart was utterly dead.

Song Jia's face was flushed, her eyes glazed, her whole body trembling. Her long, black
hair was disheveled, draped over her chest, obscuring her two full breasts. Her rosy nipples were bitten raw, oozing bright red blood like blooming petals
...

Her genitals were a complete mess, her pubic hair covered in white, sticky semen
, now matted and tangled below her abdomen. Her pink labia minora were wide open, and a stream of white fluid slowly flowed from her swollen vulva
. The white semen flowed down her thighs, soaking her feet.

"Ah! No!...No! Mom! It's all my fault! It's all my fault!" Li Xiaogang screamed
miserably , sobbing uncontrollably, tears streaming down his face.

"Hey, Xiaogang!...Wake up!...Wake up!..."

"Ah?...Mom! You're alright? That's great, I had a nightmare, it scared me to death."

"Xiaogang, are you alright? You were crying and shouting, calling my name, it really frightened me. I thought you
were possessed."

The pretty Song Jia, his mother, sat by his bedside, looking down at him. The mother gazed tenderly at her son's
flushed face, gently wiping away his tears and lightly wiping away the beads of sweat the size of soybeans.

Her delicate body was wrapped in a pale yellow nightgown, her rounded shoulders and smooth, white thighs completely
exposed.

She had an oval face, a high nose, and beneath her slender eyebrows, a pair of clear eyes as bright as autumn water, smiling even when not smiling
. She possessed an elegant demeanor, gentle and quiet manners, and the graceful charm of an Eastern beauty.

"Son, you've always had nightmares since you were little. Now you're a police officer, and you still can't stop? Is the pressure
too much?"

"Mom, I miss you! I want to sleep with you."

"...Come on. Son, Mom feels sorry for you."

Song Jia took off her clothes and quietly lay down on his bed. He watched his mother's expression and actions with satisfaction, then lay
down on Song Jia's soft body...

Before long, his mother began to react, her body uncontrollably twisting slightly. Her legs hooked around
his waist, and her son's strong chest pressed tightly against her soft body. Xiao Gang's hot lips completely possessed her
soft lips, and her rosy tongue seduced his mind, plunging him into a vortex of passion...

Song Jia hugged her son tightly, her hands stroking his smooth back. After a while, her hand reached down to
his lower body, firmly grasping Xiao Gang's large penis, and gently moving it up and down.

He released her mouth as if electrocuted. God! His whole body seemed to lose weight, limply lying on Song Jia,
only his buttocks sticking up high, so that Song Jia could give him more pleasure. Her hand, gripping his penis
, moved rhythmically, sometimes fast, sometimes slow , guiding it gently towards her body.

He felt the glans brush against a soft, curly pubic hair, then touch her warm, plump
labia , before pressing against a moist, slippery opening. Song Jia released her grip, closed her eyes, and breathed softly.

Xiao Gang thrust forward, most of his penis penetrating her tight vagina, a wave of ecstasy immediately
washing over him.

The tender opening, penetrated by the large penis, reflexively clenched around it. His large glans pushed in,
his hard, hot penis shoving into her incredibly moist vagina. Once fully inserted, he slowly withdrew,
until his penis was covered in her juices, before his hips began to move back and forth.

Xiao Gang grabbed Song Jia's two round, white, and tender legs with both hands and pressed them against her chest. Her breasts
were already flattened by her legs, because this position made it very easy to insert his penis into her flower. She could no longer
move .

While thrusting forcefully, he inserted five fingers between her beautiful, fair toes, tightly gripping
her wet soles…

“Mmm… mmm… mmm… mmm…” Song Jia’s eyebrows furrowed, her eyes brimming, her cherry lips trembling,
emitting wanton moans.

His lower abdomen pounded against her fair belly with each thrust, his penis forcefully plunging into her intoxicatingly hot
vagina .

Li Xiaogang felt his mother’s vagina constantly secreting slippery nectar, which aroused his lust, making his thrusts
even more intense.

He grabbed her snow-white, smooth shoulders and pressed her tightly onto the bed, beginning to slowly and powerfully pump in and out. Soon, he
lost control of the frequency of his thrusts, beginning to ravage his mother like a wild beast, the air thick with
passion…

"Oh...oh...ahhh..." Song Jia moaned in a daze, fine
beads of sweat , her pearly white teeth biting her rosy lower lip. Her delicate hands pushed against his chest, seemingly trying to
push him away. "Ah...so tight! You're such a passionate beauty...so good..." His penis was gripped tightly by her tender vagina,
making him shudder with pleasure.

His swollen penis plunged deeper into her vagina. In an instant, she felt the tip of his penis touch
her cervix. "...No...ahhh...so hard...I can't take it...son!...ouch..."
she cried out ecstatically.

Xiao Gang thrust in and out desperately, his mother's labia majora opening and closing with each stroke of his penis, "plop! plop! plop!
plop!" "...As his penis entered and exited, the vaginal fluid slowly flowed down her thighs.

Li Xiaogang smiled triumphantly, grasping her two soft breasts, kneading them
like , pinching her erect, bright red nipples...
The pleasure of pinching and squeezing those pink, bean-sized nipples between two fingers was indescribable.

"...Mmm...so...so...comfortable...ah...mmm...ah...ouch..." Hearing
his mother's shy, soft voice, he was overjoyed, knowing he would once again conquer this
beautiful, gentle woman beneath him... After about three hundred thrusts, Li Xiaogang pulled his greasy
penis of her vagina with a "plop," helped his mother up, made her kneel on the bed with her legs bent,
forming a riding position, and then inserted his erect penis into her lower body..."

"Mmm...mmm...mmm...mmm..." Song Jia's eyebrows furrowed, her eyes brimming with tears, her cherry lips trembling.
With each thrust of the erect penis, she let out a series of wanton screams.

The young man showed no mercy; his entire body twitched and his thrusts were rapid,
producing a "plop, plop" sound, his testicles slapping against his mother's perineum with a "slap, slap."

Song Jia screamed, her buttocks thrashing wildly. Li Xiaogang had to hold her buttocks tightly to prevent his penis
from slipping out of her vagina.

"Slap, slap, slap, slap." The sounds of their bodies colliding echoed repeatedly.

Song Jia's long, black hair danced across her snow-white face, her cheeks flushed like ripe apples, and
she shook her head, letting out joyful cries. Her back

glistened with sweat. Li Xiaogang increased the amplitude and force of his thrusts, involuntarily panting. He thrust wildly
, her body heaving with each impact, her breasts swaying and her areolas blooming like
delicate flowers.

Her moans grew louder. "Oh...ah...um...good, you...ah ah
..." Li Xiaogang's penis became even more vigorous, moving freely in and out of her tight, juicy vagina, leaving her breathless
.

"Ah...son!" "...Ah...no...ah...I can't take it anymore...ah...okay..."
The feeling made her shake her flushed head incessantly, her beautiful face crying with happiness, revealing a pleading expression.

He finally couldn't hold back any longer. After a dozen rapid thrusts, he suddenly plunged his penis into her vagina, pressing against
the entrance of her flower, and poured all his hot, thick, viscous semen deep into her uterus in a satisfying and exhilarating way.

"Ah...ah...Song Jia, you will always be mine!!...No one can take you away!...Tian Quan, Ma Weidong,
Ma Yi, did you see that?...Ah?! Hahaha!...Haha...!" A sinister laugh seemed to
come from his throat, sharp and shrill, like a wolf's howl, sending chills down one's spine...

Song Jia's body trembled, and a warm current quietly surged out. She was already overwhelmed by this intense and persistent stimulation.
Drawn to the extreme climax of intercourse… her legs spasmed uncontrollably, her buttocks thrusting back, then she collapsed onto the bed
like .

“Ugh… ah… good…” Song Jia writhed incessantly, her words incoherent. A captivating and
frenzied desire flickered in her beautiful eyes, her long, glossy black hair swaying with her movements, and
a fine layer of fragrant sweat glistened on her snow-white skin.

Li Xiaogang lay on the bed for a long time, seemingly having even taken a nap. He checked the time; it wasn't even three o'clock.

Song Jia's mother remained motionless, probably asleep. He went over to check on her and was startled. Her eyes were wide open in
the darkness , tears streaming from the corners of her eyes.

“What nightmare did you have before you did this to Mom?” Song Jia stared at him with her dark eyes.

“What?”

“What nightmare did you have before you did this to me?!” she asked, enunciating each word clearly.

“…” Li Xiaogang couldn't utter a word.

That night, both mother and son felt the approaching danger and an unprecedented fear!!

Li Xiaogang, during the interrogation of "God of Wealth" Ma Yi, used torture to extract a confession, causing severe damage to Ma Yi's genitals and
resulting in bowel and bladder dysfunction. Ma Yi's family reported Li Xiaogang to the Municipal Commission for Discipline Inspection.

Just when Li Xiaogang was on the verge of being expelled from the police force, Director Ding convened a Party committee meeting to specifically
discuss Li Xiaogang's case. Under Director Ding's protection, Li Xiaogang escaped punishment. He was assigned
to study at the Municipal Party School. "God of Wealth" was taken to the Public Security Hospital for treatment.

Li Xiaogang suddenly felt relieved; going to the Municipal Party School was essentially a way to rest at home. He began
to consider revenge against the wife and daughter of Ma Weidong, the leader of a criminal gang. After careful consideration, he decided to start with Ma Weidong's only daughter—
Ma Xiaona—gently and delicately!

At dusk, the warm sunset dappled through the dense trees, illuminating the Provincial Art Academy. A large group of
students poured out of the towering teaching buildings towards the cafeteria. People were bewildered about how to spend this lazy, aimless weekend.

Hidden throughout the campus, loudspeakers blared intermittently, high-pitched "song requests from classmates,"
making it feel like being on a Kuomintang radio broadcast on the eve of liberation.

Ma Xiaona sat on the lawn reading, the setting sun casting a dim glow on her. She looked dejected
—was it the loss of her "loving father" that made her so melancholic? She was only a
fourth- .

Li Xiaogang quietly approached her from behind, tiptoeing to peek at the book that had her so engrossed. It was a very profound work on dance
theory . He skimmed through it for a while, but found it uninteresting. Just as he was about to turn away, he heard the girl say,
"You don't understand it, do you?" Ma Xiaona looked up at him, smiling.

He blushed, feeling flustered. After a moment, he calmed down and said, "You're obviously a student. Reading on the lawn
like this is a bit pretentious."

"I've been sitting here all afternoon. Look how much I've read," she said, squeezing the thick stack of books.

Thinking about the book's contents, he asked skeptically, "You can read so fast?"

"I don't understand it either, that's why I read it fast."

They both laughed.

"I'm not reading anymore." Ma Xiaona put the book aside. "You're from another school, right? Is something wrong?"

"No." Li Xiaogang said, "Nobody asked me out, I wanted to chat with you." He sat down next to her.

"Let's chat."

She certainly didn't seem like an ordinary girl, Li Xiaogang thought, observing her carefully. She was a very charming
young woman, 1.68 meters tall, with a model-like figure, a sexy bust, long, beautiful legs, and
white Nike sneakers. When his attention fell on her face, a
"love" that would change their fate began.

This student from the dance department of a famous art academy, this once-popular princess at school, her
days of being the center of attention had passed with the death of her father, Ma Weidong. She had fair skin, a high nose,
and resembled a European beauty; she was very pretty and lovely.

Ma Xiaona didn't notice him, swinging her legs and looking around. "Which school are you from?"

"Do I look like a student?" He deliberately whispered, "I'm a thief! I make a living by stealing women."

"I don't care what you are." The girl smiled, looking at her toes as if there was something interesting there
. "I don't care what you are."

"I know, when talking to a girl who disdains worldly views and likes independent opinions, it's best to
portray yourself as a bad guy. This will make her find you interesting and even more likable. It's like desperately describing someone
as ugly and unbearable, even if they're not actually that ugly. Let the girl carefully look for your strengths, instead of constantly
nitpicking your weaknesses. Right?" Ma Xiaona stared at him and said.

His trick was immediately exposed, and he was speechless for a long time. The girl didn't speak either, just gazing happily at the
beautiful clouds after the sunset.

"How old are you?" The girl turned to look at him, scrutinizing him carefully. "You haven't had
much ?"

"No," he lied without batting an eye.

"I knew it! Big boy! I saw you from afar when I was reading, wanting to approach you but
too shy to , afraid I'd embarrass you, right?"

"I've slept with over fifty women."

Ma Xiaona burst into laughter, a carefree and joyful laugh.

"You laugh like a silly girl."

The girl stopped laughing abruptly, giving him a disgruntled glare. "I won't criticize you, and you shouldn't criticize me either.
To tell .

"Is that your silly classmate?"

"He's not silly at all, a theatrical genius, student council president. He's been pursuing me relentlessly."

"Then he's incredibly silly."

"Hmph, you're just a little brat who's only ever been kissed by your mother, and you dare say that to him?"

"If I were him, I'd sleep with you." Li Xiaogang smiled and said, "Does he dare?"

Even though it was already dark, Li Xiaogang could see that Ma Xiaona's face was flushed: "He respects me a lot."

He chuckled: "Oh, respect? Let's not talk about it anymore. Don't play dumb."

The girl remained silent for a long time. Li Xiaogang whistled, picked up a cigarette, and handed her the pack. She
shook head.

"You're done for again, aren't you?" Li Xiaogang teased her, "Daring to read in broad daylight, but not smoking, half-
fashionable ."

"Don't get cocky," Ma Xiaona retorted, "Give me one!"

He offered her the cigarette from his mouth, and she took a puff and blew it all out.

Li Xiaogang put his arm around her shoulder, and she shivered slightly but didn't refuse. He pulled Ma Xiaona close,
and she looked at Li Xiaogang up close, then pulled her arm away, forcing a smile, and said, "I'm starting to believe you
've slept with over fifty women."

"Why should I believe you? I should believe you. Do you know my nickname? Big Iron Spear!!"

Li Xiaogang heard her packing her books and smiled maliciously, saying, "You're scared now."

"No way." Ma Xiaona stood up. "You? Humph!... I just have to go."

"Dare to tell me your name and where you live?"

Ma Xiaona's bright eyes sparkled in the darkness as she laughed, "Aha! I thought you'd always
be extraordinary, but it turns out you're just like everyone else. Don't think I'll fall for you!"

"Fine, I'm common. Go ahead. Hey," Li Xiaogang called after her, "If we meet again, we'll be
friends right?"

"Friends." Ma Xiaona turned and made a beautiful dance gesture, winked at him, and
skipped away.

To ensure his plan wouldn't go awry, Li Xiaogang rented a two-and-a-half-room old
apartment on the third floor near the Provincial Art Academy. He concealed his identity, telling his landlord, Grandpa Sun, who lived next door, that he was an unemployed youth.

When Li Xiaogang left home, the weather was a rather erotic May, and his mood was unusually good. His evening's
entertainment was to go to the Provincial Art Academy to seduce Ma Xiaona.

As he approached the academy's gate, he glanced up and saw a man and a woman walking and talking
intimately . The man was of medium build and dressed elegantly. The girl was gentle and graceful, wearing a white, tight-fitting short dress.
Anyone could see they were a happy young couple. He gazed at them enviously, a bittersweet
sense of loss welling up inside him.

Just then, the man told a few jokes, and the girl playfully punched him, laughing uncontrollably.
Her long hair fluttered in the breeze. She slightly turned her face, and he glanced at her, almost gasping in
shock. His eyes widened in disbelief.

This girl was Ma Xiaona! — Fair-skinned, with a high nose, somewhat European-looking, very
beautiful and lovely.

Li Xiaogang stared blankly at her model-like back, feeling dizzy for a long time, as if the world had
collapsed at that moment. In those few dozen seconds, he felt as if he had experienced two societies, old and new, his mood plummeting from
elation to utter despair.

All along the way, her silvery laughter, her slightly annoyed face, her intimate expressions, were like
sharp needles piercing his heart.

After crossing an intersection, the two of them followed a large group of students into the auditorium. Without hesitation,
he followed them inside.

In the auditorium, the arts academy's performance celebrating National Day began. Looking around, rows of
chairs were mostly occupied by student couples. In the dim light, many couples were already embracing. These
college students these days are so damn "sexually" happy!

Ma Xiaona and the boy walked to a corner seat and sat down. He quietly sat behind them, staring intently
at their every move.

The students' song and dance performance attracted most people's attention. He, however, had no interest in appreciating
the performance ; jealousy had filled his heart with nothing.

After a while, the boy's hand naturally encircled Ma Xiaona's waist, and as if in response,
Ma Xiaona gently rested her face on his shoulder. The two seemed to be whispering.

He leaned forward as much as possible, straining his ears to hear what they were saying, but could only vaguely
hear fragments. It seemed Ma Xiaona was playfully scolding him, saying that she never liked attending college performances,
but only didn't want to spoil the fun.

The boy softly comforted her, promising to watch a foreign romance film with her next time. His voice trailed off
, growing softer and softer until he thought he couldn't hear it even with a hound's ear transplant.

Frustrated, he glanced around and found his row almost empty, except for an elderly teacher
dozing at the other end. A wicked thought arose in his mind:

In the darkness, he'd take advantage of her; maybe she wouldn't know! He slowly leaned down and, upon closer inspection
, saw a corner of Ma Xiaona's white dress hanging between the chair back and cushion, right in
front of him.

He gently reached out and grasped the hem, stroking it a couple of times. Seeing no reaction, he grew bolder. His hands
trembled as he lifted the dress, simultaneously lowering his head as much as possible, hoping to catch a glimpse of her cute little
panties, but alas…

there wasn't a single ray of light; he couldn't see anything. He regretted not bringing a flashlight! If the light were brighter
, he thought he would have already had his fill of visual pleasure; of course, if the light were really bright, under the watchful eyes of everyone,
he probably wouldn't have dared to do such a thing.

Now, since visual satisfaction wasn't enough, he had to find another way. He brought his nose closer and closer,
almost reaching inside her skirt, sniffing hard, trying to discern her scent, what kind of fragrance it was. But alas
… there was a scent, but it wasn't her natural fragrance.

He shook his head in frustration, struggling for a long time between lust and reason, almost losing control
. If only his fingers had reached forward just a little more, he could have grasped her full buttocks, and beyond the lush pubic
hair , he could know everything about her most intimate parts.

This thought constantly stimulated him; a latent, powerful force began to stir within him, controlling
his fingers as they slowly trembled, but with unwavering determination, advanced towards their target.

Suddenly, a figure rushed from beside him to the front row. He was stunned for a moment; his fingers, which had been marching
in formation, betrayed him before his brain could issue any orders. Cold sweat broke out,
and his burning desire vanished instantly.

"Xiao Na, I've been looking everywhere for you!! Hurry backstage and get ready, it's our song and dance performance."

"Okay, I'll change my shoes and come right away."

Ma Xiao Na was taking off her shoes, and he was stunned—he had never seen a girl take off her shoes so gracefully,
so elegantly. She crossed her left leg over her right knee, her slender, white fingers deftly untying her shoelaces,
revealing white lace stockings at her ankle. His heart skipped a beat, afraid of disturbing her.

In the instant she took off her Nike sneakers, he saw her slender feet in white stockings, a fleeting, electrifying moment...
In an instant, he felt as if he had been struck by a "bone-melting palm strike," his spirit and willpower vanishing without a trace. His gaze
was fixed her feet, and his desire to worship the feet of beautiful girls burned like fire. Subtle, beautiful feet
could further weaken his fighting spirit and ignite his desire to lick them!

"Xiao Na, take off your stockings too. Aren't you dancing barefoot on stage?" The young man
took out a pair of her exquisite slippers from his backpack and handed them to her.

Xiao Na removed her white stockings, stuffed them into her sneakers, and slipped her bare, beautiful toes into the slippers before walking
backstage.

He sat in the back like a cheetah, waiting for his chance.

Her shoes were waiting for him under the front row seats! Taking advantage of the young man's inattention, he quickly bent down, reached for
her right Nike sneaker, and calmly walked to a stall in the restroom.

It was empty, and the lights were bright. Once he locked the door, he could get a good look at his prey. What
sexy, brand-new sneakers! He brought it to his nose, a faint leathery scent wafted up, along with a hint of
musky odor, instantly arousing his penis.

The entire theater was still engrossed in the story; now it was his turn to enjoy her beautiful shoes and
white stockings! The fine stripes on Xiaona's white stockings were exquisite.

He lovingly inhaled and sucked, catching a faint scent of feet. The subtle, sensual
aroma of a young girl's beautiful feet wafted through the air—so fragrant! He pressed his cheek against the soft, smooth white stockings, gently rubbing them…

He licked the inside of the shoe thoroughly, even extending his tongue into the front, licking her toes
. Until the inner leather of the shoe was soaked with his saliva, his penis was rock hard.

He pulled down his pants, buried his mouth in the white low-cut sneaker, and slipped Xiaona's white
stockings . He began to masturbate, holding the poor white stockings.

He inserted his stocking-clad penis deep into her shoe, all the way to the very front. Xiao Na's shoe tip
squeezed his large penis flat, and he felt the front of the shoe tightly enveloping his glans. He fantasized that it was the vagina of a
beautiful young girl, and couldn't help but rub it rapidly. Under such intense stimulation, he soon felt
his climax, and a stream of hot semen shot into the shoe.

He let out a long breath—so good!

The next step was to clean up. He wiped his penis clean, put on his pants, and
then carefully spread the semen evenly inside the shoe, leaving the excess at the forefoot.

She wouldn't notice, but once she wore it, his semen would slowly soak into her feet, especially her toes.
Let his semen intimately contact this seductive girl's feet!

After doing all this, he quietly left the restroom. The young man stared intently at Ma Xiao Na on the stage,
where she was gracefully dancing among several slender girls.

Li Xiaogang gently placed the shoe under her seat. Then it was time to leave! But he didn't leave;
a wicked thought . He simply sat down next to the row of dozing old teachers, waiting to see Xiao Na's expression.

About ten minutes later, she returned, chatted with the boy next to her for a while, and finally put on her shoes and socks
. Li Xiaogang stared intently at her, his excitement rising again.

He watched as she first put on two white stockings, then her left shoe, and slipped her right foot into her Nike sneakers.
After a slight hesitation, she fully inserted her foot.

Perhaps she sensed something? She stood up, bent over to look at her right foot, but didn't take off her shoe to check; she simply
stomped her right foot a few times…

He thought, perfect, his thick semen had already begun to soak through her white stockings, moistening her beautiful feet. The more she
stomped her feet, the faster it soaked in, and his penis almost became erect again. At that moment, she looked up and saw him. Li Xiaogang gave her a
gentlemanly nod and a smile, and she smiled back at him.

He thought to himself, "Ma Xiaona, I've repaid your feet with my semen; your feet will be even more beautiful now."

The 804 bus to the art academy was always packed, mostly with students. Li Xiaogang finally
managed to find a seat in the middle of the bus and settled down comfortably. At the next stop, an
elderly woman

head of white hair boarded through the front door. The old woman stood there trembling, looking around, while the other passengers seemed asleep, paying her no attention.

"Grandma, come, sit here." Li Xiaogang stood up; his 1.82-meter height was quite noticeable.

"Thank you, young man, you're such a kind person!"

The 804 bus went four more stops, and the trembling old woman wanted to get off. She beckoned Li Xiaogang to sit down and
got off amidst repeated expressions of gratitude.

At the museum stop, a blind man wearing sunglasses and carrying a cane boarded.

"Who will give up their seat for the blind man?!" the driver shouted angrily into the bus.

Strangely, everyone turned to look at Li Xiaogang.

"Master. Come on! Sit here." Li Xiaogang stood up again.

A silvery laugh came from the back of the carriage. Li Xiaogang turned his head to find the source of the sound.

A girl winked and smiled at him. That familiar smile made him suddenly remember something—it was
Ma Xiaona !

"Who would have thought a wayward youth would turn into a Good Samaritan?"

"An occasional pang of conscience." He didn't dare look at her two beautiful legs, even though she crossed them so
casually .

"Let's get acquainted. My name is Ma Xiaona."

"My surname is Jiao (sex), you can call me Da Jiao."

"That day in the auditorium, the one sitting next to you was your boyfriend, right? He's quite honest."

"You don't need to be sarcastic. I know you look down on him."

He called Ma Xiaona closer and whispered in his ear, "Can I wait for you at the People's Cinema at five o'clock tomorrow afternoon
?" She just smiled and didn't answer.

"Are you afraid your friend will be jealous?" "He doesn't care about my interactions with others; he's very open-minded. I
have class tomorrow afternoon, let's talk about it later."

He was getting off at the stop before the art academy. As he was about to get off, he pointed to a gray building across the street.
"I live in unit 3, number 9. Come visit sometime."

She remained silent.

Feeling awkward, Li Xiaogang got off the bus, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

The bus doors slammed shut, and the bus was about to start its journey again.

He turned back angrily to look at the window and met a pretty face staring at him. Ma Xiaona
felt as if she had been stung and abruptly turned away.

A few days later, around 11 p.m., at the stop before the art academy, Ma Xiaona and her boyfriend had just finished watching...
On their way back to school in the American film (Titanic), they walked and talked intimately. Anyone could tell they were a
happy young couple.

Suddenly, a van without license plates pulled up and screeched to a halt, blocking their path.

"Ma Xiaona, stop right there!!" Three burly men jumped out and surrounded them.

"What do you want? Can't we talk this out?" her boyfriend asked.

"Go to hell, beat him up!!" The three men punched and kicked him.

"Spare me, I won't do it again. Go find her, don't hit me!!"

"Aren't you her boyfriend??"

"No! I have nothing to do with Ma Xiaona! Ouch, look what you've done to me! Let me
go, sir!"

"Xu Hanchao!! You're such a coward! I was blind to have known you. We're
done for from now on!"

"Oh, done for? You're amazing, see you later." Xu Hanchao ran away with his hands on his head.

"Ma Xiaona, when your father was alive, he owed the brothers 90,000 yuan of hard-earned money. Today, I'm making you pay
back your father's debt!"

"Nonsense! If my father owes you money, why don't you go to Weidong Group and ask my mother for it?"

"Boss, it's about time. Stop wasting time talking to her and take her away."

"Kidnapping! Help! Someone help me!" Ma Xiaona kicked and punched the three thugs, struggling desperately.

Just as the three thugs picked up Ma Xiaona and shoved her into the car,

"Stop!! Put her down!" A tall and burly young man rode over on a bicycle.
It was Li Xiaogang.

"Heh, damn it, whose woman's pants weren't fastened properly and you fell out? Beat her to death!"

Li Xiaogang threw down his bicycle and engaged in a fierce battle with the three thugs wielding sticks and bottles. The fight was
so intense it was more exciting than a Hong Kong martial arts movie. Ma Xiaona screamed in terror.

Just then, one of the thugs smashed a bottle into Li Xiaogang's head, sending shards of glass flying. Li Xiaogang touched his hand
and saw blood flowing. Without hesitation, he delivered a powerful punch, knocking the thug to the ground. A follow-up blow from a
club struck Li Xiaogang's head, breaking the club with a crack.

Li Xiaogang roared and leaped high into the
air feint. The kick quickly turned into a downward strike, severely injuring the back of the thug's head.

"Ah!" The thug spun around and collapsed to the ground, blood gushing from his mouth and nose. "

Damn it, this bastard's going

all out! Get out of here!" The two thugs dragged the unconscious thug to their car and sped away.

An hour later, Li Xiaogang, his face covered in "artificial blood," pushed open his door and grinned at the two "thugs" sitting inside
.

"Wang Jun, are you alright?" Li Xiaogang asked the two police academy classmates who were pretending to be "criminals."

"He's lying in the house! He'd kill you right now!"

"Wang the Blind, stop pretending, get up, I'll treat you to hot pot."

"Look at your behavior! Is this how you fight? Not following the drill procedures, I can barely see you anymore."
Wang Jun cursed, clutching his bruised face.

"Sorry, I got carried away."

"How's it going, Gangzi? The brothers worked so hard all day, did your pretty girl get touched?"

"You see! She was so touched she hugged me and cried her eyes out, insisting on taking me to the hospital. Do you think I dared to go
? She promised to let me come to her house the day after tomorrow."

"I always feel like you have ulterior motives towards Ma Xiaona!"

Ma Xiaona didn't let Li Xiaogang go to her house, but instead invited him to her dormitory. When Li Xiaogang was there, she
kept bringing classmates into the dormitory, sometimes one or two, sometimes two or three. Li Xiaogang never got a chance
to talk to her alone.

He once asked Ma Xiaona, "Do you feel insecure with me and need someone to keep you company?" She said
no . That night, she even brought an American foreign teacher over.

"Don't be angry with me," Xiaona said, "I'm conflicted."

She told Xiaogang that she had let her friends "observe" him. She didn't care what her family thought,
but was afraid of her friends' criticism, and unfortunately, her close friends had differing opinions, quite distinct.

After the American foreign teacher left that day, they had a conversation: "Xiaona, as your friend, I don't like him."

"You don't like him?" Xiaona was shocked.

The American foreign teacher insisted, "He will definitely abandon you in the future." Xiaona asked her American teacher why she was
so certain.

"What I saw in his eyes was that he was cold and ruthless, didn't love anyone, and reminded me of an animal,
a wolf!"

Xiaona felt that her American teacher didn't understand Xiaogang, perhaps due to the influence of different Chinese and Western cultures, and had a misunderstanding, so
she didn't pay much attention.

"What kind of girl do you ideally want?" Xiao Na asked him with a smile.

Xiao Gang joked, "At least divorced once, voluptuous, with a strong sex drive, a shrewd
businesswoman, and incredibly wealthy."

Later, realizing this joke was inappropriate, Xiao Na got angry.

Xiao Gang then said, "My ideal girl is someone like you, you."

Xiao Na smiled angelically.

She insisted that Xiao Gang say he fell in love with her at first sight.

"No, I can't lie,"

she insisted. He finally said, "I fell in love with you at first sight. Even if I hadn't been there when you were born, I
would have fallen for you immediately."

That evening at 8 pm, without prior arrangement, Xiao Na arrived alone at Li Xiao Gang's dormitory. She had
a model- like figure, a sexy bust, long, beautiful legs, and white Nike sneakers.
With fair skin and a high nose, she resembled a European beauty—very pretty and cute.

Good heavens! Xiao Gang could see it; nothing could stop their relationship from developing rapidly.

"Let me warn you beforehand, I'm a morally bankrupt thug with ulterior motives. You're in danger coming
here " Xiao Gang joked.

"I already figured it out. I'm an undercover cop, here to investigate you."

They laughed for a while, then started talking about other things.

"Do you prefer tragedies or comedies?" Xiao Gang asked.

"Tragedies! A good movie is one that makes me cry." "I can definitely make you cry." "You
want to get me into trouble?"

"How can you say it's trouble? Imagine you fall in love with me, imagine—"

Xiao Na smiled and nodded, "Go ahead and tell me." "You fell in love with me. I fell deeply in love with you too, don't laugh
. But you're a fickle girl. After our passionate encounter, you fell in love with someone else. I
sadly and noblely broke up with you amicably. Decades have passed, we're both old, and we meet again by chance in this place.
I'm all alone, and you're also facing a desolate old age. Feeling sorrowful, you cried."

"I don't think you don't read a lot of books," Xiao Na laughed, quickly spitting out her "Lulu" drink
, her lips moist, "You've read quite a few romance novels."

"Do you think it's possible?"

"Of course not, it can only be this kind of story: I fell in love with you, but you didn't love me at all. I
died . You regretted it too late..." Xiao Na smiled, her face flushed, her gaze full of affection as she looked directly at Xiao Gang.

Xiao Gang pulled Xiao Na into his arms. The two nestled tightly together. He lifted her delicate chin with one hand and
pressed his kiss onto her moist, soft lips.

"Mmm...mmm..." He sucked hard on her sweet little mouth, quickly finding her tongue and wantonly
entwining it with his own, savoring the sweet saliva and the exquisite sensation of their lips and tongues
intertwining . They kissed until she was almost breathless, then parted their lips, leaving a glistening
strand of saliva.

While he drank deeply from her mouth, he reached out and squeezed her firm breasts through her clothes,
feeling the warmth of her skin; her heart raced.

He breathed heavily and whispered in her ear, "Xiao Na, I love you so much! Don't leave tonight." Her bright
, clear eyes widened instantly, and her body trembled slightly.

Xiao Na's yellow t-shirt was pulled up above her chest by his trembling hand, while his other hand
, with a tug-and-release motion, unhooked the lace bra, revealing a pair of trembling, white breasts.

His hand gently grasped one soft, full breast, slowly kneading it. His index finger and thumb pinched the small, slightly upturned
pink nipple, twisting and turning it, soft yet firm.

His hand had already slipped inside her white skirt. She squeezed her thighs tightly together, preventing his hand from
reaching the peak of pleasure.

"No...don't be silly. This is too embarrassing...stop," she pleaded, almost commanding Xiao Gang
. He savored the delicate, smooth touch of her inner thighs, admiringly
playing with her as if she were a work of art.

Taking advantage of her distraction, Xiao Gang suddenly thrust his right hand between her legs. She gasped in
surprise.

His fingers caressed her labia inside her panties, gently sliding his middle finger up and down between her labia,
then pinching and kneading them with his thumb and middle finger. His hands moved incessantly inside, stimulating Xiao Na's beautiful eyes, which were filled with
shame . Her cheeks were already flushed.

Xiao Na looked up at Xiao Gang. Her expression clearly said, "Do I still know you, Xiao Gang?

" Xiao Gang was startled, his breathing became tense, and his face turned red instantly. "Xiao Na... how about I let go?
... You can go..."

A blush rose to her face. She gave him a trusting smile.

Xiao Gang's two excited hands quickly removed Xiao Na's clothes, bra, and panties, which
fell silently and helplessly to the floor.

Xiao Na's slender body was now lying naked on the bed. Her pink face was flushed, her whole body trembled, and her
long hair was scattered across her chest, covering her two full breasts. Her rosy nipples were faintly visible among the strands of hair,
adding a touch of alluring temptation.

Xiao Gang grasped those incredibly elastic mounds of flesh. His ten fingers dug deep into her breasts, and her tender
nipples immediately peeked out from between them, proudly erect.

He traced circles on her areolas with his tongue, biting her nipples lightly and heavily with his teeth,
then sucking hard…

“No…don’t…don’t do this…don’t…” she murmured drunkenly, her budding
nipples swollen and engorged in his mouth, a faint, sweet fragrance lingering around his nose.

She occasionally let out a suppressed, muffled moan, her flushed face displaying a confused and
complex expression.

Xiao Gang stood between her legs, forcefully spreading them apart with both hands,
cruelly separating her snow-white thighs, exposing her vulva, which was immediately opened to its maximum extent. He squatted down, parting
her fine, sparse, soft, curly pubic hair… her vaginal fluid glistened at the pink opening
…

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