Disciplining someone else's girlfriend

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Ding Qian, Mingzhu, and I are good friends. Among the three, I'm the most honest and still single. Ding Qian is notoriously a womanizer; he's had countless girlfriends, and recently he hooked up with Xiaozhi. Mingzhu is the most outstanding of the three of us, not only beautiful but also exceptionally talented, making him very popular with girls. His girlfriend, Xin Hong, is the campus belle of a prestigious university in the city. She has a model-like tall figure, captivating eyes, and full, alluring rosy lips, exuding youthful charm. Xin Hong possesses top-tier beauty, is knowledgeable and intelligent, and her demeanor is elegant and mature. Mingzhu and Xin Hong are simply a perfect match, a match made in heaven.

Ding Qian first met Xin Hong at the tennis court. Both Mingzhu and Ding Qian had brought their girlfriends, and Ding Qian was immediately captivated by Xin Hong. Seeing Xin Hong's large, clear, dark eyes, soft, full red lips, and delicate, exquisite nose set in her beautiful, pure, quiet, and elegant face, coupled with her beautifully smooth cheeks and flawless complexion, she was truly a stunning beauty.

Xin Hong possessed a slender and graceful figure, with soft, jade-like arms, beautifully rounded long legs, slender and smooth calves, and a pair of youthful, alluring, mature, fragrant, full, and high breasts, paired with delicate, smooth, and jade-like skin and bones, she was truly a graceful and elegant woman. Xin Hong's

swan-like beauty, noble bearing, and pure, flawless white jade-like eyes captivated Ding Qian, causing him to lose his mind and indulge in wild fantasies. He truly wanted to rape Xin Hong in front of Ming Zhu, to let Xin Hong experience the transformation from an innocent, naive girl into a truly mature woman, and to taste for the first time the intoxicating, ecstatic pleasure of lovemaking, experiencing the climax that made her whole body spasm and tremble wildly...

The tennis skirt draped over Xin Hong's slender body, perfectly outlining her delicate, long, and graceful curves; her snow-white, smooth skin possessed such a strong allure, especially her long legs almost completely revealed beneath the short tennis skirt, crystal clear and lustrous like the bright moon, making Ding Qian stare, completely mesmerized. She was truly a beautiful and elegant woman!

Because Ming Zhu and Xin Hong were more skilled than Ding Qian and Xiao Zhi, Xin Hong cooperated with Ding Qian, while Xiao Zhi constantly moved Xin Hong back and forth, while Ding Qian changed angles to admire Xin Hong's captivating body curves. The form-fitting tennis skirt perfectly accentuated Xin Hong's youthful, curvaceous, and beautifully sculpted figure. Her graceful movements revealed her alluring charm even more vividly, igniting an intense desire in Ding Qian to pounce on her and pin her soft, supple body beneath him.

Through the white neckline of Xin Hong's tennis shirt, Ding Qian could easily see her bra. Beneath her loose athletic pants, her thin bikini bottoms were also clearly visible. With a simple reach, he could easily caress her firm, shapely buttocks. He smiled, observing everything before him. Xin Hong was

a voluptuous, sexy goddess, with a stunning face, a slender figure, high, firm breasts, rounded buttocks, and long, slender legs—almost perfect. These legs were the sexiest and most alluring he had ever seen on a woman.

Xin Hong's breasts were exceptionally full, her peaks firm and full. The thin tennis shirt couldn't conceal the shape of her rosy nipples; the two points on her chest were pointed and rounded, making Ding Qian's Adam's apple bob and swallow hard. From behind, Xin Hong's waist was slender, her buttocks firm and rounded, the hem of her tennis skirt just reaching her knees, revealing half of her shapely calves.

The skirt clung tightly to her jade-like buttocks, her sexy hips so full and alluring, swaying with each step, stirring endless fantasies in Ding Qian. Xin Hong's two strong, shapely legs swayed powerfully, making Ding Qian wonder what it would feel like to be squeezed between those powerful legs. Xin Hong's full, rounded buttocks were tightly wrapped in the skirt, and because the skirt was damp with sweat, her very narrow panties were clearly visible. The glimpse of her cleavage revealed when Xin Hong bent over almost made Ding Qian lose control and ejaculate. Ding Qian secretly ogled Xin Hong's long, snow-white legs and her pair of towering, large, and rounded breasts. As Xin Hong ran, the heavy, trembling waves of her breasts bounced with her steps, making Ding Qian's mouth dry and his mind reel. He secretly envied Ming Zhu's good fortune.

After half an hour, Xin Hong was drenched in sweat and too exhausted to run any further. She waved to Ming Zhu and Xiao Zhi, panting heavily as she walked off the field. Her firm, full breasts heaved violently, accompanied by glistening beads of sweat rolling down her back. Her smooth, jade-like, long legs were now covered in a layer of sweat, shimmering alluringly in the sunlight.

Xin Hong had a remarkably tall and athletic figure, with a full bust, slender waist, and ample hips, all accentuated by her well-tailored clothes. Most captivating were her exceptionally long legs, revealed beneath her skirt. Not only were their lines straight and beautiful, but their size was also perfectly proportioned, and their smooth, fair skin was flawless – simply perfect. A delicate anklet adorned her slender ankles, naturally extending the graceful curves of her legs to her arches. A row of delicate toes, painted with nail polish, peeked out from her pale purple strapless athletic sandals embroidered with butterfly patterns, alluringly radiating a pinkish glow.

As Xin Hong sat down on the chair by the sidelines, Ding Qian had already conveniently offered her a soft towel and a cool bottle of mineral water.

"Thank you!" Xin Hong's stunningly beautiful face appeared before Ding Qian: She had willow-leaf eyebrows, bright eyes, skin as white as snow, cherry lips, a delicate nose, and a faint, almost imperceptible smile on her slightly upturned, rosy lips. Ding Qian's heart leaped into his throat at that glance, then quickly returned to its place. This fresh and lovely woman had captivated him; it was a pity she was his friend Ming Zhu's girlfriend.

Ding Qian extended his hand at the opportune moment. "Xin Hong, it's been a pleasure working with you."

Beads of sweat still clung to Xin Hong's smooth forehead after the intense match, and she politely extended her fair hand in return. When their hands touched, Ding Qian truly felt the softness and warmth of Xin Hong's palm and the smooth, white skin, and lingered for a long time.

"Xin Hong, your skills are extraordinary. Could you teach me privately sometime?"

"You flatter me," Xin Hong replied politely, meeting Ding Qian's burning gaze. Ding Qian's gaze lingered on Xin Hong's body. The alluring curves and translucent white skin beneath her short tennis skirt stimulated his long-dormant excitement. His wolf-like gaze seemed to pierce through all of Xin Hong's clothing, directly caressing her smooth, silky body.

Xiao Zhi walked to Ding Qian's side and whispered, "Darling, do you like her?"

"Don't talk nonsense, be careful Mingzhu hears."

"What are you afraid of? If you have the courage to go for her, let's go swimming. You can admire the beauty in her swimsuit, and you can even take advantage of the situation in the water."

Ding Qian appreciated Xiao Zhi's suggestion, and then stole another glance at Xin Hong's alluring breasts encased in her tennis shirt. My God! Her ample breasts, estimated to be at least a 34D, were even more prominent due to the soaking wet tennis shirt, paired with her snow-white arms beneath the short sleeves, making her dazzlingly beautiful.

Xin Hong's slender waist, no more than 23 cm, swayed gracefully past Ding Qian's eyes like a willow in the wind. Ding Qian felt his heart pounding at 120 beats per minute. Her long, straight hair cascaded down her shoulders like a jade waterfall, rippled like silk in the wind with her graceful movements. Ding Qian smelled the faint, elegant fragrance emanating from Xin Hong's hair, intoxicating him. Her tennis skirt, nearly 20 cm above her knees, clung to her round, pert buttocks, which appeared to be about 35 cm wide. Beneath the hem of the skirt, her shapely, long, smooth, and shapely legs, encased in fine, sheer stockings, were revealed.

Sweat soaked Xin Hong completely, making her clothes almost transparent. Her alabaster-white body was clearly visible, as if she were naked, revealing her firm breasts, flat stomach, slightly protruding mons pubis, and long, beautiful legs in exquisite detail. Her beautiful long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her chest rose and fell gracefully with her breath. Strands of her long, black hair clung to her cheeks and neck. After exercising, Xin Hong's fair and delicate skin appeared even more radiant and smooth. Her loose dress, now soaked, clung to her slender and alluring body, clearly outlining her smooth and beautiful curves. Her slender body curved into a beautiful arc, making her firm breasts appear even more prominent. Xin Hong went to the restroom to change into a T-shirt, and when she came out, she was even more stunning—she wasn't wearing a bra! Ding Qian felt his crotch harden with excitement.

Xin Hong's face was like a crescent moon, with cherry-like lips, a mixture of joy and sorrow. Her long hair cascaded over her shoulders, and her skin was as white as mutton-fat jade, gleaming like snow. Most striking were her high, full breasts. Ding Qian leered at Xin Hong's large breasts from head to toe. Because she wasn't wearing a bra, her breasts bounced and swayed with her steps, incredibly alluring. Ding Qian's heart pounded. Xin Hong's figure was captivating; her beautiful body was exquisitely shapely, even the small cherries on her firm breasts seemed ready to burst forth from her blouse. She exuded a bewitching charm.

Ding Qian stood beside Xin Hong, whose blouse had somehow come undone. From Ding Qian's angle, looking down at her, most of Xin Hong's two snow-white, full breasts were exposed from the smooth fabric, even the deep red areolas appearing and disappearing with her breath.

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