Everyone likes this teacher's class.

　　Nestled on a hillside overlooking the river, the No. 1 Middle School is surrounded by locust trees and towering elms. Its white walls peek shyly from the trees, like the pure smiles of the students peeking out from the green shade. The bricks of the walls are much larger than ordinary bricks and seem sturdier, but they are completely covered in moss, their mottled old color a testament to their age.

Teacher Sun Qian began her class; she was in charge of music and arts for one grade, a relatively easy task for her. The new environment and new job had swept away her former weariness; her face had gained a radiance, and her eyes were much gentler than before, becoming clearer, more charming, and more alluring.

Often, in every corner of the school, Zhao Zhen dared not look directly at her body, for it would cause his sensitive member to swell uncontrollably. Zhao Zhen was known as "Elephant," and his member was indeed extraordinary; once erect, a tent would immediately form in his pants, making him appear truly embarrassed in a crowd.

Not only Zhao Zhen, but other colleagues at the school were also infatuated with this radiant and charming female teacher. They watched her flit about each day, hoping to exchange a few casual words with her and steal glances at her, making it easier to pass the time.

The students eagerly awaited their weekly music and arts class, which had previously been insignificant but now boasted the highest attendance rate in their grade. While singing and dancing were traditionally girls' favorites, the boys were even more enthusiastic. They admired this mature and alluring teacher, like a beautiful plaster statue, used for distant viewing and to satisfy their visual imaginations.

This popularity among teachers and students greatly encouraged Teacher Sun Qian, who suggested to Zhao Zhen that they form a dance team, with her as the coach. Principal Zhao had no reason to disagree and even allocated funds to renovate a house next to the library and purchase equipment and sound systems. Teacher Sun Qian also selected several students from the entire school who were good-looking and physically outstanding, and provided them with guidance during the time between classes and dismissal.

That afternoon, just before school ended, Zhao Zhen received a notice from the city to organize a study tour for some teachers at a nearby scenic spot. This event was held every year, only the content varied. For the past few days, Zhao Zhen had been keeping Teacher Sun Qian at a hotel, indulging in nightly revelry and neglecting his family. He hadn't been home for several days, and his wife was full of complaints and emotional outbursts. She would interrogate him like a criminal when he went out at night, and when he returned home, she would report his complaints and demand witnesses. This sudden opportunity made him overjoyed, as if a pie had fallen from the sky. He rushed to the academic affairs office to find Teacher Sun Qian.

The academic affairs office was quiet, except for one teacher named Wang Shen grading papers. Upon seeing the principal, Wei Congwei respectfully rose to offer him a seat. He wanted to pour water but, disoriented, couldn't find a cup, so he handed over his own teacup: "Principal, please have some water."

Zhao Zhen, amused and exasperated, pushed it away, asking, "Teacher Sun Qian isn't here."

"Are you looking for her? I'll go find her for you." Good lad, quick as a flash, he was about to dash out.

"No need," Zhao Zhen dismissed him. He turned and left, thinking that Wang Shen was honest, but too bookish. He slowly walked towards the small white building on the mountain. It was already after school, and many students carrying their schoolbags greeted him respectfully on the way home.

Soon, he reached the small white building halfway up the mountain. Teacher Sun Qian's practice room was on the top floor. Halfway down the stairs, he heard a faint panting sound, rapid and suppressed, breathy and delicate, alluring and captivating. He couldn't help but lighten his steps, quietly making his way to the door.

"Hurry up, spread your legs wider, that's it, that's it." It was Teacher Sun Qian's voice, the tone excited and impassioned—a voice he recognized. Whenever Teacher Sun Qian was on the verge of collapse in bed, she would utter this dreamlike sound. He stopped, not daring to peek out abruptly, and could only hold his breath and quietly approach.

"Lift your buttocks higher, like this, push harder, press harder now!" Then came the panting.

This Teacher Sun Qian was far too audacious. A surge of anger rose in Zhao Zhen's chest. He didn't care about anything else and rushed in. It turned out that Teacher Sun Qian was instructing a girl on a physical exercise. The girl's body was bent like a bow on a lever, still pressing down with all her might. He couldn't help but chuckle, thankfully he hadn't been so reckless as to shout out loud.

Teacher Sun Qian wore a form-fitting, brightly colored workout outfit that felt like a second skin, perfectly showcasing her slender yet toned figure. Her waist was so supple, it seemed one could encircle it entirely with just two fingers.

Her stunningly beautiful face, as white as alabaster, was flushed with a lovely blush. Soft, damp hair clung to her elegant forehead, and her two clear, almond-shaped eyes, like ocean waves, burned with a seductive flame, radiating an irresistible charm. A slightly upturned, beautifully shaped nose seemed to accentuate the bold and daring expression on her face. Between her slightly parted, moist, and fleshy red lips, her snow-white teeth seemed to vie with the alluring dimples on her small, round chin. Her

snow-white neck was like that of marble, and her firm, high breasts were barely concealed by the thin clothing. Her bare, well-defined arms and legs were as slender as a child's. Zhao Zhen was reminded of the thinnest, sweetest watermelons of summer, their skin possessing a wondrous, winding, and vibrant life force, as if every part of it were alive, a body capable of speaking.

Teacher Sun Qian stopped, grabbed a towel, and began drying herself, asking, "Is there something you need?" Zhao Zhen nodded, waving the notice in his hand. She turned to the girl and said, "That's enough for today. Go change your clothes." The girl took her clothes and wiggled her hips as she walked towards the restroom. Zhao Zhen's eyes were glued to her retreating figure. Teacher Sun Qian teased him, "Be careful your eyeballs don't fall out!"

He went over and put his arm around her shoulder, but Teacher Sun Qian slapped away his hands, which were about to reach her chest, saying, "Go away, she's all sweaty." Seeing his gaze still lingering on the bathroom, she teased, "Want to see? That's a virgin

, you know." "I don't believe it. There aren't any virgins left. Maybe in kindergarten." He then pulled Teacher Sun Qian forward, peering directly into the bathroom. Unfortunately, the girl had already changed quickly, said goodbye to Teacher Sun Qian, and left.

Seeing the displeasure on Ms. Sun Qian's face, Zhao Zhen went over and handed her the notice: "Qian, I'll take you to relax for a few days."

Ms. Sun Qian took the notice, read it as she walked to the corridor, and asked, "Who else is there?"

"Don't worry, they're all family. We'll drive there ourselves. Just wait for me at home tomorrow morning, I'll pick you up." Zhao Zhen followed her excitedly, his hands already groping her buttocks.

The crimson light of the sunset slowly moved along the tree branches, the air was crisp and clear, and many birds chirped noisily.

Overlooking the entire campus and the city further away from this hillside was breathtaking. Ms. Sun Qian seemed to be sucking in this invisible atmosphere as if it were nectar.

Seeing Ms. Sun Qian's intoxicated look, Zhao Zhen felt as if he had been injected with an aphrodisiac. He wrapped his arms around her from behind, his palms slipping inside the elastic band of her workout pants. It was sticky and sticky inside, whether from sweat or something else, even her limp pubic hair was damp.

He pushed his luck further, parting the hair to touch the two plump petals. This part of Teacher Sun Qian's body always haunted him. There was something there that was most vulnerable to teasing. Once teased, that thing would eagerly peek out its bald head. Just like now, Zhao Zhen's index finger was pressing on it. It was neither flesh nor bone. Anyway, as soon as it touched his hand, Teacher Sun Qian's whole body went limp like paralyzed mud, and her legs trembled uncontrollably.

Zhao Zhen pulled down her pants, ripping them off along with her underwear in one swift motion. He then turned her around, supporting her from under her armpits, and placed her entirely on the granite railing. He then ripped off the pants still wrapped around her calves. Teacher Sun Qian nervously and coquettishly said, "Don't let anyone come."

"At this hour, who would?" Zhao Zhen replied breathlessly. He then spread Teacher Sun Qian's legs, buried his face in them, and began licking her indiscriminately with his tongue.

Teacher Sun Qian was already completely soaked, her pubic hair white and sticky, like she had eaten rice porridge. She didn't know where to put her hands; sometimes she stroked his hair, sometimes she held her head high.

Zhao Zhen then lifted her down, making her lie face down on the railing, her buttocks raised high, exposing her plump, tender vulva to him as much as possible. Zhao Zhen squatted down, his erect penis hard and erect, and with a thrust, half of it went in with a soft "squelch." He then gripped her slender waist with both hands, thrusting forcefully until his entire thick, long, and strong member sank to the hilt, pressing firmly against her insides. She swayed her hips in protest, her vulva sucking and opening, her mouth uttering urgent cries. Only then did Zhao Zhen spur his horse and gallop on relentlessly.

In no time, Teacher Sun Qian experienced wave after wave of climax, a continuous stream of pleasure erupting from her genitals, every nerve in her body trembling as if infected, a wave of physical pleasure washing over her, her whole body seemingly floating in the air. She couldn't help but let out a plaintive moan, the sound deep and distant in the empty mountainside. With this sound, Zhao Zhen also relaxed his entire body and mind, letting his passion erupt.

When they left the school, it was already dark, and Zhao Zhen drove her home. After returning to the city, Ms. Sun Qian stayed at her home. It was spacious, but with her parents, her married older brother, and her unmarried younger brother, it seemed less affluent. Her family was outraged by what had happened to Jia Ming and understood and supported Ms. Sun Qian's decision to end her relationship with him. However, Jia Ming hesitated to sign the divorce papers and repeatedly tried to talk to Ms. Sun Qian again, but she always refused.

When she returned home, everyone had already eaten dinner. They were used to Ms. Sun Qian's early departures and late returns; their daughter teaching at the No. 1 Middle School was something to be proud of. This made Ms. Sun Qian, still flushed and with her eyes shimmering, much more natural. Even when she took a shower, her genitals still secreted Zhao Zhen's fluids. Thinking about the intimate moments they had just shared, Ms. Sun Qian felt a magical warm current coursing through her body, and her thighs trembled inexplicably.

After being raped, Ms. Sun Qian felt her lust intensifying, becoming unbearable even with the slightest provocation.

Many things around her reminded her of that experience: books, newspapers, television, movies, conversations with friends, even product advertisements—all of these aroused intense desire. Her dreams were filled with erotic fantasies and a need for physical contact.

In the shower, she turned the faucet on full blast, letting the water spray like needles onto her body.

She tilted her head back, legs spread, chest out, shoulders back, letting the water wash over her. The shower mirror reflected her naked body; Ms. Sun Qian made no attempt to conceal her alluring, sexy body: long, full, and shapely thighs, a beautifully curved bottom, a slightly protruding abdomen, a slender waist, and firm breasts.

After Ms. Sun Qian came out of the bathroom, her younger brother, Dongzi, was in her room. Dongzi was a very handsome man with well-defined features, especially from the side; the curve from his nose to his lips to his chin was very stylish.

His eyes resembled hers, and he had a very feminine look. "Sister, let's go out and have some fun."

"No, I'm so tired, and besides, I have to go out of town for training tomorrow," Ms. Sun Qian said. Dongzi had been enjoying going out with his sister lately, perhaps because he was worried that Ms. Sun Qian would be too lonely after her divorce. In any case, Ms. Sun Qian had gone out with him several times, going to bars and nightclubs, and she was quite familiar with his friends. Dongzi reluctantly left alone. Ms. Sun Qian packed her clothes for the next day, told her parents, and went to bed early.

The notice said to meet at the Education Bureau at eight o'clock. With so many schools and such a large scale, it was bustling and noisy, and by the time they actually set off, it was almost nine o'clock. Those with their own cars walked ahead, while those without took buses, and the group set off in a long, orderly procession.

Zhao Zhen and his group drove a Toyota van. Besides Zhao Zhen and Teacher Sun Qian, there was Director Liu from the office, Wu Yan, an English teacher, and a middle-aged female teacher from the research department.

They arrived at their destination around lunchtime, and the organization seemed to be proceeding smoothly and efficiently. As soon as they arrived at the hotel, rooms were already arranged, and everyone was given a bag of learning materials and souvenirs.

Zhao Zhen and Director Liu shared a room. Upon entering, Zhao Zhen asked irritably, "What's going on? Why did you bring Old Wang along?"

Director Liu immediately understood; Zhao Zhen's dark and gloomy face throughout the journey was because of this old lady. He quickly explained, "She was specifically requested by higher-ups to give a lecture; what could I do?" Zhao Zhen didn't say anything more. After washing up, the two went down to the restaurant.

The study session was held in a lakeside conference room at the hotel. Zhao Zhen, an expert in this kind of thing, knew that the beginning always had to be done properly. With superiors overseeing things, he didn't dare delay and came downstairs promptly after lunch break.

It was easy to spot Teacher Sun Qian in a crowd, not only because she was always impeccably dressed, but also because she possessed an alluring charm that captivated everyone. In a large group, she was always the first to catch their eye. She was swaying her tall figure, her seductive eyes darting around, searching for a seat. In the conference room with over a hundred people, Zhao Zhen spotted her immediately. She had changed her clothes, wearing a skirt so short it was almost embarrassing to look at her thighs, which accentuated her waist with a captivating allure. Her upper body was clad in a sleeveless shirt, revealing her smooth, white arms, attracting many men's inappropriate glances.

Teacher Sun Qian felt that this study session was like returning to her university days. During class breaks, male and female students exchanged glances, passed notes, or whispered sweet nothings.

She loved this atmosphere, loved having all the men's eyes follow her. In these situations, she always felt at ease, like a fish in water. A casual smile, an unintentional stretch, or a slight shift of her long legs naturally drew attention. This truly satisfied her, and soon sparked a new interest within her, arousing other desires as well. Why not? She pleased others and enjoyed herself, like lovers in the throes of lovemaking—there was giving and receiving, and the more one gave, the greater the pleasure.

Zhao Zhen was about to speak, sitting on the platform. Liu Zhu and Wu Yan were sitting together, whispering intimately, Wu Yan occasionally letting out a soft laugh.

Suddenly, someone tugged at her. She turned and saw it was Bai Jie, her roommate; she couldn't remember which school she went to. There happened to be an empty seat next to her, so she pulled Ms. Sun Qian to sit with her. She was wearing a white shirt with green checks, but the neckline was very low, revealing half of her breast. Ms. Sun Qian pulled her down to sit and whispered in her ear, "Girl, you're practically bursting out."

Bai Jie didn't understand at first, looking confused, but when she saw Ms. Sun Qian's gaze on her chest, she immediately understood. A blush rose to her chest, and she quickly tugged at her collar. Ms. Sun Qian thought she was still a very innocent young woman, but then she noticed a boy in the back row leaning over his desk, staring intently at her feet. Bai Jie's chubby calves under her denim skirt swayed freely in her transparent sandals.

Ms. Sun Qian felt that this kind of learning was nothing more than providing a decadent and licentious gathering. Most of the men were burly, pot-bellied figures who held sway in their respective schools, while the women were beautiful and alluring. Everyone gathered together, no one laughed at anyone else, and each person tacitly sought their own enjoyment without revealing their true intentions.

After class, Zhao Zhen gave Teacher Sun Qian a knowing look that only they understood. Then, Zhao Zhen led the way up the mountain, with Teacher Sun Qian following behind, shaking off the others.

The hotel was nestled against the mountain and beside the water, with several weeping willows, their tender leaves a vibrant green, the very tips still tinged with pale yellow, their long branches swaying gently towards the water. Near the bank, several clumps of small bamboo grew luxuriantly.

As they walked, Zhao Zhen abandoned the flat, cobblestone path and instead ventured into the woods on the hillside. When Teacher Sun Qian caught up, he pulled her into a tight embrace and began to kiss her. The kisses were long and intense, his tongue swirling in her mouth, his hands caressing her breasts. Teacher Sun Qian could feel his intense desire; his hands squeezed her hard, his mouth sucked vigorously, and when his hand slipped inside her skirt, he became even more unrestrained.

Just as Teacher Sun Qian felt Zhao Zhen was about to pull down her panties, she quickly pulled her mouth away from his tongue, panting slightly, and said, "Not here, the trees are too sparse, someone will see."

Zhao Zhen also felt that it was too close to the roadside, and if passersby paid a little attention, they would be exposed. He pointed to a clump of lower bushes by the lake in the distance: "Let's go there."

Teacher Sun Qian swayed her hips and walked in front, not pulling down the hem of her skirt that Zhao Zhen had lifted. Her two plump, white buttocks, with thin strips of cloth between them, swayed charmingly from side to side.

Zhao Zhen hurried a few steps to catch up with her, slapping her buttocks before putting his arm around her shoulder. As they walked, he slipped his hand inside her bra, caressing her nipples, which were already erect and throbbing. Not content with just two fingers, he added his entire hand, kneading her breast and pulling the bra straps off her shoulders.

Meanwhile, the hand that had been around her waist became more unruly, reaching behind her and into her underwear, where it thrashed about. Her genitals were soaked and wet, and he pulled at her panties.

Teacher Sun Qian cried out, "Hey, don't rush! Don't break it!"

Suddenly, two men stood up from the dense bushes. Everyone looked at each other, bewildered. The two men stared awkwardly, speechless, their faces forced into stiff smiles.

Seeing that Bai Jie's face was flushed as if she were drunk, and her eyes were watery with desire, Teacher Sun Qian said, "You're all done, so don't take up any space."

The man relaxed and waved to Zhao Zhen, "Old Zhao, I'll have drinks with you tonight."

Teacher Sun Qian, however, put her arm around Bai Jie and gave her a squeeze on her ample breasts, whispering, "Girl, that felt good, didn't it?"

Bai Jie smiled shyly, but as she was about to leave, she pinched Teacher Sun Qian's buttocks, causing Teacher Sun Qian to exclaim in surprise: "Oh dear, what a crazy woman."

Before the couple had gone far, Zhao Zhen pulled his already thick and engorged penis out of his pants. Without even taking off his pants, he grabbed one of Sun Qian's legs and placed it on a tree branch. He moved her narrow panties aside and thrust it diagonally into her flower bud. It was already gushing and slippery, swallowing the bud completely. Sun Qian leaned back, her beautifully coiled hair scattering as she tossed it, revealing a head of rose-red hair.

Zhao Zhen held her waist with one hand and thrust vigorously. Only someone like Sun Qian, who had trained in dance, could have such a flexible body. She arched her body like a bridge, her loose hair touching the ground, exposing her genitals, which Zhao Zhen thrust and pumped freely. In no time, Teacher Sun Qian was already moaning and groaning loudly. She loved the unrestrained freedom in the wild, and in the gentle breeze, she easily reached her climax. She felt like she was floating in the blue sky, soaring among the clouds.

She didn't know how much time had passed, or how many positions they had changed, but Teacher Sun Qian felt her legs were weak and sore, as if they had cramped. At this moment, it was gradually getting dark, and a cool breeze blew by. Teacher Sun Qian opened her eyes and saw that the two of them were already naked and leaning against each other. She called to Zhao Zhen, "Get up, I'm starving."

That night, the men gathered together to drink, and Teacher Sun Qian went with Zhao Zhen. Bai Jie also came with the man. Teacher Sun Qian knew that his name was Gao Yi, and he was also the principal of Bai Jie's school. Everyone knew the truth about the unexpected encounter that evening.

Teacher Sun Qian put her arm around Bai Jie. Seeing that Bai Jie's low-cut neckline revealed half of her ample breasts and a noticeable cleavage, she complimented the exquisite fabric of her top and then casually gave Bai Jie a squeeze on her chest.

Bai Jie cried out, "You're so mean! That's too rough!" This drew many glances. She blushed and pulled Teacher Sun Qian aside, where they whispered intimately, their arms around each other's shoulders.

Everyone sang, ate, drank, and made merry in a private room, seemingly in high spirits. Everyone had done what they needed to do, released their pent-up emotions, and those who hadn't yet slipped away, like Liu Zhu and Wu Yan.

Teacher Wu Yan, who had come with the school, spoke fluent English with a strong Oxford accent. Her nose was a slightly alluring, hooked one, and her lips were pouty, as if waiting for a kiss. Because of her often innocent yet bewildered expression, men often fell for her before they even realized the danger she posed.

Wu Yan's first man was a cellist, much older than her. Men involved in serious music are generally quite polite, even during intimacy, they remain refined and courteous. Even Wu Yan's suggestion that he play the cello naked almost made him faint on the spot.

Finally, after a less-than-perfect intimacy, Wu Yan burst into tears, lamenting her despair: "No kisses, no hugs, no climax." Her musician boyfriend was even more desperate; it's said he not only broke up with her but also abstained from women ever since.

Wu Yan's second man was a white-collar worker of similar age. This time, she'd truly met her match. From the day they met, she'd been acting wildly, finally daring to storm into his office. In her overconfidence, Wu Yan not only kicked over the office screen but also knocked down his laptop. But at the crucial moment, she still managed a sharp, chivalrous shout: "Why are you so useless? You're just eating and drinking for free!" And so, the poor office worker was rendered impotent on the spot. Thus, she had to find a third man.

When Wu Yan told Teacher Sun Qian all this, she looked innocent and aggrieved. She said she couldn't understand why her unintentional actions always became a disaster for men. As she spoke, her eyes were already glancing at a handsome man five steps away. Teacher Sun Qian chuckled inwardly; another unlucky fellow was about to be caught.

That unlucky fellow was Director Liu, Liu Chunsheng, the marathon runner who graduated from the sports academy. He hadn't yet met his demise, but who knew what would happen next? However, the two hit it off immediately, becoming intimately entangled, inseparable, and passionately intertwined.

Teacher Sun Qian, unable to bear the smell of cigarettes and alcohol in the room, left alone. She initially intended to go to Zhao Zhen's room, but upon arriving, she saw a "Do Not Disturb" sign on the door, indicating that Director Liu and Wu Yan were likely inside. She then went to Wu Yan's room and chatted briefly with the old woman. The old woman, who was preparing for a lecture the next day, was diligently studying with her reading glasses, her conversation with Teacher Sun Qian disjointed and seemingly inattentive.

Teacher Sun Qian then returned to her own room, where she found Bai Jie had already excused herself and was washing clothes in the bathroom. Seeing Bai Jie hanging her half-cup bra to dry, Sun Qian said, "I'm so envious of your great breasts, being able to wear this type of bra."

"What's so great about that? It always attracts so many lewd glances," she said, but her face was beaming. "But, Sister Qian, your legs are pretty good too; you can wear both skirts and pants." She then vacated the bathroom. By the time Sun Qian came out after showering and wearing a towel, Bai Jie was already in bed.

"I like to sleep naked, you don't mind, do you?" Sun Qian said to Bai Jie as she lay down on the bed.

"Do whatever you want. But that'll stain the sheets. I don't believe you won't leak a little while you're asleep."

"I do the same at home, I just change them frequently." With that, Ms. Sun Qian turned off the light, a sliver of golden light seeping in. Only then did she realize she'd forgotten to close the curtains. Outside, a bright moon hung high in the sky. She hadn't forgotten to leave the door open.

In the middle of the night, Zhao Zhen indeed sneaked into Ms. Sun Qian's bed. In her sleep, Ms. Sun Qian smelled the scent of alcohol and cigarettes, and was startled. Before she could even cry out, his mouth was on hers. The tongue that entered her mouth felt familiar, so she wrapped her arms around his neck, and the two twisted together.

Zhao Zhen was already eager, and Ms. Sun Qian was also ready to bloom, writhing. It was easy for his penis to penetrate her alluring place. One had come prepared, the other had planned it all along. The moment their sensitive spots touched, they began a relentless, frenzied thrusting.

For a moment, the rough breathing was like the whooshing of bellows in a kitchen. Flesh clashed against flesh, making a clattering, crisp sound, along with the slurping of water, like a cat licking paste or a chicken or goose munching on food. The blanket on the bed had slipped to the floor, revealing a broad, dark arm that held a delicate, fair body in its embrace. Her white breasts and slender arms and legs were tightly entwined with his strong, muscular body, writhing and squeezing against each other.

Zhao Zhen pressed his penis against her, grabbed a pillow, and placed it under Sun Qian's white buttocks. He lifted her long legs and, with a force like a meat pounding ram, thrust downwards, striking her deeply.

Sun Qian held onto his supporting arms, her delicate brows furrowed, letting him indulge in his lewd acts. Her legs kicked wildly, completely forgetting that Bai Jie was still on the bed beside her. In the heat of the moment, she couldn't help but moan lewdly, "Ah, ah, baby, hurry up!" Her voice was melodious and lingering, like humming a wordless tune.

Just as Teacher Sun Qian was deeply aroused and overjoyed, her soul seemingly soaring to the heavens, she suddenly felt his member growing wildly and rapidly inside her, the glans trembling violently. Teacher Sun Qian quickly loosened her tightly clenched vaginal muscles and hastily pushed Zhao Zhen's body away.

"Don't ejaculate inside, I forgot to take my medicine,"

she said, turning over and taking Zhao Zhen's hanging penis into her mouth. His member was wide open, standing erect, as if about to burst, with veins bulging like locust worms.

Teacher Sun Qian had to open her cherry-like mouth wide to take it in with difficulty, and then she sucked on it vigorously.

A moment later, Zhao Zhen cried out, his member throbbing violently in Sun Qian's mouth, scalding semen rushing down her throat, then gushing forth relentlessly, leaving Sun Qian overwhelmed, thick, rice-milk-like white fluid seeping from the corners of her mouth.

Afterwards, Zhao Zhen gently wiped Sun Qian's mouth with a pillowcase. Sun Qian felt utterly weak, completely exhausted, finally having expended her passion, and fell into a deep sleep.

As Sun Qian was having a sweet dream, she heard a very faint sound from the other side. She reached out, but Zhao Zhen was gone. It was almost dawn, and outside the window, a flushed, intoxicating red glow hung in the air. On the bed opposite, a shocking image, breathtaking enough to make her gasp, lay before her: hair half-covering her pale face, she writhed under Zhao Zhen's pressure, softly moaning and sighing. Two round, alluring thighs intertwined and opened, one buttock thrusting upwards desperately to meet hers.

Teacher Sun Qian was dizzy and exhausted from this unexpected sight. Zhao Zhen, like an ox, arched his back and plowed vigorously, occasionally twisting his buttocks to grind against her. The petite Bai Jie was squeezed and helpless. She noticed Teacher Sun Qian was awake and, squinting her narrow eyes, cried out to her with delight, "Sister Qian, help me, don't let him—" Teacher Sun Qian

felt a surge of heat throughout her body, an unbearable sensation washing over her. A gloating, detached smile still lingered on her face: "Oh, don't be shy, just play around, it's not like you haven't done it before, hehe."

Teacher Sun Qian felt incredibly shameless, to have tolerated Zhao Zhen's sudden appearance in another woman's bed after their intimate and uninhibited lovemaking. Teacher Sun Qian was disappointed by Zhao Zhen's undisguised smug smile, but then she thought that her relationship with Zhao Zhen was only physical, and that he still had the power to control her. Thinking this, her untimely nerves stirred; her heart felt like a balloon suspended in mid-air, adrift and empty, and her nipples hardened and stood erect. She trembled and sank into a self-indulgent trance.

Across from her, the two were at a crucial moment. Bai Jie was uttering incoherent moans, her legs stretched taut, the sheets soaked with their semen. Zhao Zhen gritted his teeth, lifting and thrusting harder, his movements becoming increasingly vigorous, his hips rising and falling with his movements. Suddenly, it became more rapid, more frantic, his heavy breathing like a wild beast awakening in the night, followed by a thrilling ejaculation. Teacher Sun Qian felt as if her vagina was trembling along with his.

"Can't take it anymore, huh? Ha, look how wanton you are!" Teacher Sun Qian teased Bai Jie.

Zhao Zhen, still lying on her fair body, said with a lingering tone, "How come you're so tight? You don't seem like a married woman at all, you're like a young girl." Then, he picked up his clothes and swayed into the bathroom. Bai Jie was still lying lazily on the bed, and she said to Teacher Sun Qian while looking at Zhao Zhen's back, "That thing is really something."

"Long enough, isn't it? People call it an elephant." Teacher Sun Qian went over and pinched her cheek. Bai Jie struggled and cried out, "I dare not move, look, if I move, it will flow even more."

Teacher Sun Qian chuckled, "Wow, so much! Bai Jie, you're quite ruthless, you don't even blink when you're taking advantage of men."

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