Older man, younger woman (young and beautiful wife - Ah Zhen) (34)

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(Chapter 34) Ah Zhen's strong character masked a fragile heart. She willingly did this for the old beggar. A kind woman, her heart was as pure as a blank sheet of paper. She had never experienced the passionate baptism of love. At this moment, her heart was completely filled with the image of the old beggar. Ah Zhen curled her body, sucking on the old beggar's penis that had just been withdrawn from her. A few curly hairs fell into Ah Zhen's cherry-like mouth with the oral sex. She gently pulled them out with her hand, tilting her head back to glance at the old beggar. Seeing him smoking and exhaling smoke like a determined hunter, she would have been furious in the past. Now, she watched him like a kind wife. Although the old beggar hadn't lasted long during their lovemaking, the physical contact had brought both of them to orgasm. The spray of his semen, in particular, made Ah Zhen shudder. The thought of the semen still inside her made her panic, but she didn't dare remove it in front of him. Ah Zhen sat up, half-kneeling on the sofa. She shyly embraced the old beggar, her head gently resting against his ribcage-revealing chest. She looked at him coquettishly as he smoked, oblivious to her feelings. The old beggar, utterly lacking in tenderness, was only focused on his cheap cigarette. Ah Zhen's intention was simple: she knelt hoping the semen would flow out. She dared not let the old beggar know; his frenzied lovemaking gave her a sense of authority, like that of a head of the household. So she remained kneeling gently, and a glob of yellowish semen slowly rolled out from Ah Zhen's pink vulva, dripping onto the sofa. Both were exhausted, and soon they were sitting on the sofa. Ah Zhen checked the time; she didn't want to go back. She felt exceptionally safe in this room she'd stayed in before. She gently pulled her clothes over her fair skin. Watching the old beggar take his second cigarette, she said cautiously, "Don't smoke, it's bad for your health." No one had ever said this to the old beggar before, and he was momentarily stunned. He'd smoked for decades; it was like the most important thing in his life. Seeing Ah Zhen reach out to take his cigarette, he instantly became unhappy. This wasn't like the last time Ah Zhen had turned away; now he was completely possessive. Ah Zhen was his woman, and how could she tell him not to smoke? A beggar is a beggar, and his expression reflected his mood. He glared at Ah Zhen, "Woman, what do you know!" He actually scolded her. Ah Zhen was momentarily stunned; no man had ever treated her like this before. Even when Old Xu was unhappy, he hadn't treated her like this. Ah Zhen froze, unsure what to do. She felt incredibly wronged. She suddenly wondered if the old beggar knew she had been squatting and had discovered the semen that had leaked out. She stammered, unsure how to answer, and lacked the courage to turn and leave like last time. She felt like a little rabbit caught doing something wrong, but she couldn't control her emotions after the old beggar's shout. She glared at him, lowered her head, and twisted the hem of her clothes with one hand. The old beggar, after his rebuke, said nothing, continuing to smoke. The air in the room froze. Ah Zhen was truly wronged, but her heart wasn't filled with hatred, but rather with a sense of submission to the old beggar. She lowered her head, tears welling in her eyes, and gently rested her head on the old beggar's arm: "You, what are you doing... why are you being so fierce..." Hearing Ah Zhen's questioning, the old beggar also felt that he might be in the wrong, but he didn't quite understand where he went wrong. Any man would feel soft-hearted when a woman has tears in her eyes, and the old beggar was no exception, even though he was a completely clueless old-fashioned man. Looking at the woman who now belonged to him, he embraced Ah Zhen with one arm. His natural tendency to lie kicked in; in a hoarse voice, he wove a web of lies. He said he hadn't seen her for half a month, he was heartbroken, and didn't know where to look for her. So, having just recovered from his injury, he could only wander around, afraid to ask anyone. He even embellished the story of his encounter with Old Xu on the road, describing how Old Xu had kicked him and verbally abused him, rambling on and on, making Ah Zhen feel angry, sad, and, most of all, heartbroken. As the old beggar spoke, tears streamed down his face, a mixture of grievance and tears. He was indeed crying, but not because of his story; rather, it was an unintentional stirring of his innermost feelings. He had finally, legitimately, openly ejaculated into the body of his woman, and this beautiful woman had even spoken of bearing him a child. He was truly moved to tears. When Ah Zhen saw him crying, she was heartbroken. She quickly touched the old beggar's tearful face, making his story even more believable. Ah Zhen leaned against the old beggar, gently comforting him, "I'm here, I'm here. I'll take care of you. Don't be sad, I'm right here. You...you want your son? You're crying, and I'm sad too. My son...he won't come..."
Ah Zhen spoke softer and softer, but the old beggar listened with increasing delight. His hands weren't idle; they encircled Ah Zhen's snow-white back, his calloused hands slipping inside her clothing. He pinched her full breast, his fingers digging into her already sunken pink nipple, casually scratching back and forth with his black nails. Ah Zhen shuddered. She had just spoken these words of comfort to the old beggar, because she couldn't think of any other words to say to him, given his limited education. She could only offer simple words of comfort, but she never imagined that the old beggar had listened so attentively. Ah Zhen lay on the old beggar's body, inhaling his heavy breathing, his breath thick with the acrid smell of smoke. But Ah Zhen was still absorbed in the old beggar's story; she was like a kind, beautiful, and charming young woman serving this old man. Neither of them spoke. Ah Zhen obediently rested her head on his shoulder. The old beggar's thin shoulders were all bone, devoid of flesh, while his hands held a handful of breasts as firm and elastic as a young woman's. Their breathing grew heavier and heavier. The old beggar sank into the sofa like a lord. Ah Zhen knelt, her black, glossy hair cascading down his chest. She knelt so that his hands could easily grasp her breasts from below—breasts too large to be held in one hand, the perfect, round breasts every man dreamed of. The old beggar held two hemispheres, too large to grasp in one hand, but his thumb and little finger could cover Ah Zhen's two pink nipples. He played with them like that, without looking at Ah Zhen. Ah Zhen obediently murmured in acceptance of his actions. After a while, Ah Zhen, a little impatient, watched the old beggar take out a cigarette. She was a little dissatisfied, but she didn't dare to do it the same way as before. Instead, she gently asked, "Do you want to smoke again? You...you...can...you?" Hearing Ah Zhen's submissive questioning tone, the old beggar felt a moment of euphoria. But he didn't know if he could do it. He was enjoying Ah Zhen's comfort, but a man is a man. No, how could he not? He growled and tightened his grip, making Ah Zhen tremble. She smiled charmingly, "Don't rush, let me..." Ah Zhen, like a beautiful wife, moved her head up slightly and gently licked the old beggar's large, seemingly about-to-fall-off nipple with her pointed tongue. The old beggar, who hadn't bathed in a while, had nipples covered in grime, yet they remained sensitive. Ah Zhen's tongue, sharp and delicate, curled and touched his nipples, sending shivers of pleasure through him. The old beggar looked down at this beautiful woman, showering him with affection, and closed his eyes in satisfaction. Ah Zhen's tongue skills were indeed effective; she made the old beggar feel incredibly comfortable. She didn't know if this elderly man's body could withstand a second round of intercourse, but she was trying her best. In her heart, she was completely serving this old man. She felt deeply guilty; if it weren't for her, the old beggar wouldn't have been bullied by Old Xu. She even fantasized about Old Xu beating and scolding the poor old beggar. A voice inside her told her she had to do more for the old beggar, more than Old Xu. Ah Zhen licked him eagerly, knowing he enjoyed it. She began to feel a pang of regret; she shouldn't have secretly let the semen she had ejaculated inside her leak out. Ah Zhen pinched the old beggar's glans, hidden under his foreskin, and gently rubbed it with her hand, her movements soft and warm. Ah Zhen slowly licked and kissed her way down the old beggar's nipple, her long hair cascading down. She gently sat up, picked up a red hair clip from the sofa, and tied her hair up. Her breasts swayed slightly as she tied her hair. The old beggar squinted at his woman's beautiful figure and couldn't help but chuckle. Ah Zhen blushed, shyly pushing the old beggar away. Looking at this old man who had become so haggard for him, she felt deeply guilty and offered her full lips to his dry mouth, gently releasing her fragrant saliva. The old beggar felt as if he were flying in the sky as he received her kiss. There are many ways a woman willingly gives herself to a man, and a kiss is one of them. Ah Zhen's tongue curled between the old beggar's dark teeth, gently pressing the tip against his loose teeth. Ah Zhen closed her eyes, her long eyelashes captivating. This scene was breathtaking. The old beggar's hand then reached down and touched Ah Zhen's genitals. His rough hand roughly rubbed Ah Zhen's tender red labia. Ah Zhen's buttocks involuntarily moved back and forth in response to the old beggar's movements. Her nipples were erect and full of blood, a sign that Ah Zhen was getting into the mood. Ah Zhen continued to French kiss the old man, even making him a little breathless. The old beggar sensed Ah Zhen's desire and used his middle finger to penetrate Ah Zhen's body from bottom to top, instantly arousing Ah Zhen even more. The secretions made it easier for the old beggar's finger to enter. The old beggar moved his hand up and down like this, and the young woman in his mouth began to breathe more and more heavily. Ah Zhen thoroughly enjoyed this moment of masturbation. Her heart was filled with desire and gratitude. She kissed him, her kisses moving down from his nipples to his disgusting, blackened navel. She even licked it. Yes, with each lick of his navel, a bit of old grime would fall out—it was truly unacceptable to most, but Ah Zhen? No, she did it willingly. She was indeed a natural beauty. Ah Zhen's hair, tied up, was as alluring as a flight attendant's. The old beggar had never flown, so while he found Ah Zhen's hair beautiful, he didn't like it. He grabbed her hair clip, and her long, flowing hair cascaded down. He instantly felt that this was true conquest. Ah Zhen ignored him. Her kneeling legs were slightly parted, because the old beggar's hand was still slowly probing below. She opened her cherry-like mouth and took his penis in. It felt very wet and slippery—the semen had dried and mixed with saliva. She took it in very seriously, making soft, muffled sounds. At this moment, the old beggar withdrew his hand from Ah Zhen's vagina. He helped her up, and Ah Zhen, her mouth removed from his penis, looked at him with confusion. She saw him stand up, then turn his back to her. The old beggar's hands parted his fleshless buttocks from behind. Ah Zhen knew what he wanted to do. She quickly knelt on the sofa, embracing the old beggar's thin, dark buttocks with a few hairs. She coquettishly and without resistance, leaned in and licked his buttocks. The old beggar trembled. Slowly, Ah Zhen seemed to muster her courage and inserted her tongue into the crevice between his buttocks. The old beggar let out a gurgling sound from his throat, and he couldn't help but shout, "Fuck your mother, it feels so good, woman, yes... I fuck your mother, it feels so good..." Ah Zhen rarely heard such vulgar language, but at this moment she found it so pleasing to the ear. She became even more enthusiastic, her tongue gently inserting into a hole. She stirred it gently, but she could only hold her breath. The sensation of her anus stimulated by her tongue made the old beggar shout repeatedly. Suddenly, a puff of gas shot straight into Ah Zhen's face. With a "poof," the old beggar couldn't help but fart. The gas startled Ah Zhen, who had been holding it in, reflexively inhaled. It was incredibly smelly. Seeing the old beggar turn around with a somewhat comical smile, Ah Zhen suddenly felt unable to vent her anger. It was the same last time, and it was the same this time. There was absolutely no aesthetic appeal to it. But he was an old man, an old man she felt guilty towards, someone she owed a lot to. It was normal for him to be unable to hold back due to his age. Ah Zhen thought to herself for a few seconds, then, seeing the old beggar's expression, she pretended to be angry and pinched his buttocks. Ah Zhen felt something on her tongue and gently spat it out. She was surprised to find scraps of paper on it. At that moment, the old beggar, who had initially seemed somewhat guilty, chuckled and bent down, shamelessly saying, "Woman, so comfortable, hey, keep going." Annoyed and helpless, Ah Zhen had no choice but to continue burying her head in the paper and licking. This time it was much better. Ah Zhen didn't even realize that the scraps of paper were the old beggar's used toilet paper; he had licked them all. At this moment, Ah Zhen had no complaints, but licking his anus was just a phase. The lust she had just aroused in the old beggar was only just beginning. She turned the old beggar over, facing his throbbing penis, and diligently took it into her mouth. Everything has its comparisons; sucking the old beggar's penis was much more comfortable than licking his anus. She was even afraid the old beggar would get angry, so she tried to thrust her chest out so that the old beggar, who was grasping her breasts, could squeeze them more easily. The old beggar was very satisfied. His fingers pinched Ah Zhen's nipple. Stimulated by Ah Zhen, he hadn't expected to be so virile again. Ah Zhen's hair curled against her plump cheeks. Her mouth held the old beggar's penis, her tongue cleaning away all the filth, even the white smegma under his foreskin. The most pleasurable thing about Ah Zhen's oral sex was that she swallowed her saliva afterward, instead of spitting it on the ground. This was a result of her inherent refined manners. The old beggar bent over and unceremoniously squeezed Ah Zhen's full, snow-white breasts, but being old, he couldn't bend over for long. He sat down, panting, and Ah Zhen obediently knelt on the ground. Throughout the entire process, Ah Zhen's mouth never left the old beggar's penis. The old beggar sat down, panting heavily. Ah Zhen felt the penis in her mouth getting...The larger it was, the easier it was to penetrate her, though not exactly hard. Especially since Ah Zhen's lower body was so wet, it was easy to insert. The old beggar knew what he was about to do; he growled and prepared to thrust. Ah Zhen, her eyes glistening with tears, looked at him tenderly: "Be careful, I, I'll..." Ah Zhen blushed. She stood up weakly, then knelt on the sofa. She spread her legs and touched the old beggar's penis. She sat on it. The old beggar's glans, dripping with a foul-smelling liquid, eyed her clitoris with predatory intent. The glans rubbed against Ah Zhen's pink labia, sending a shiver of pleasure through her and making the old beggar move like a restless lion. "Don't move, don't move... otherwise, it... it won't go in... um..." Ah Zhen hurriedly pressed her breasts against the old beggar's face, allowing him to easily lick her nipples. She knew this would work and make her feel good. A gentle, beautiful young woman so wanton—this was something Ah Zhen herself hadn't expected. Ah Zhen let the old beggar suckle her nipple, making a series of moaning sounds. After a period of rubbing, the old beggar's penis was enveloped by Ah Zhen's labia. Ah Zhen's vagina was very narrow, tightly enveloping this ugly, poisonous thing. Ah Zhen began to move up and down, her breasts being bitten by the old beggar. Ah Zhen tilted her head back, letting out comfortable moans. Her movements were small, gentle, and suitable for the old man's sexual pleasure. After all, she had been fucked by the old man from beginning to end, so she understood. She didn't like rapid thrusting; it didn't suit her personality. Her labia enveloped this old poisonous thing, thrusting into her vagina without hesitation, each time bringing out white smegma before inserting again. The old beggar was a little... Unable to bear it any longer, he spat out Ah Zhen's nipple, panting heavily, "Woman, it feels so good..." Ah Zhen responded with soft moans. She knew what the old beggar wanted to say. At this moment, she felt very comfortable. Her snow-white breasts swayed, and she spoke indistinctly, her murmurs not loud: "I, I feel so good... Husband, I'll give you... um... uh... give... give you a son... I... I'm willing... I'm yours. Yours..." The old beggar became even more excited. He closed his eyes with satisfaction, letting this beautiful young woman move on his body. The old beggar's hands held Ah Zhen's plump buttocks, and he pinched Ah Zhen's buttocks hard. Instantly, red finger marks appeared clearly on Ah Zhen's buttocks. "Ah... ah... ah..." The two entered a frenzied state. At this moment, the eighty-year-old man was like a male lion grabbing the female lion on top of him. The moans grew louder and louder. Ah Zhen lowered her head, lost in ecstasy, her hands covering her breasts, her fingers rubbing them. She tilted her head back, and the old beggar seemed to have become her sex slave. "Ring ring ring..." A cell phone rang, startling Ah Zhen. The old beggar also shuddered suddenly. Then, he suddenly hugged Ah Zhen tightly, so tightly that Ah Zhen's outstretched hand recoiled; the force was too great. Ah Zhen felt a volcanic eruption in her lower body, a wave of heat rising from her. The old beggar ejaculated. The second time they made love, his stamina was longer than the first, but it also intensified his desire to ejaculate all at once, especially stimulated by the ringing of the phone. He erupted. At that very moment, he turned his head and saw a phone screen flashing on Ah Zhen's handbag. It was exceptionally clear in the dark room; it was Old Xu's picture. A surge of jealousy welled up inside him. He hugged Ah Zhen tightly, his ugly glans thrusting his semen into the body of the man whose picture was on the phone. Ah Zhen couldn't turn around to see whose call it was, but she was instantly being bathed in semen. She didn't care who was calling; she was panting heavily. "Give me a baby, give me a baby, give me a fat little boy..." After the old beggar ejaculated the last drop of semen, he continued to relentlessly hold onto Ah Zhen. Ah Zhen, feeling sorry for the balding old beggar, breathed heavily and lowered her head shyly, saying, "You're so annoying, this is the second time. And... so much inside... You, you let go, if you don't let go, it will leak out..." Yes, Ah Zhen was sitting on him. The old beggar released his grip, and Ah Zhen stood up, but her posture didn't seem like she was going to get the phone. The old beggar felt uneasy seeing this. Suddenly, a glob of semen dripped down onto the old beggar's thigh, making him a little angry. He hurriedly picked it up with his fingers, grabbed Ah Zhen who was about to leave his body, and pushed her onto the sofa. He growled and smeared his hand on Ah Zhen's genitals. He forced the still-undissolved, foul-smelling semen back into Ah Zhen's body, yelling, "You're mine, you're my woman, fuck you, what do you want?" Ah Zhen was stunned. She did want to take the phone, but although it was ringing, she saw Old Xu's picture, which made her a little panicked. But what terrified her even more was the old beggar's crazy behavior, so she chose the latter. "No, no, how could I, I'm your... your... ah. Don't touch me anymore... ah... I wasn't answering that person's call... I'm yours. Yours..." Ah Zhen cried out hurriedly. Looking at the old beggar's suspicious eyes, Ah Zhen hurriedly said, "Look, look, I just want to lie down, what's the rush?" Ah Zhen curled up, a beautiful curve, her two thick labia exposed to the old beggar's eyes after being rubbed. "You... what are you still looking at... help me hold my legs, they're numb, sore... I don't want to do this, how will my son come in... um..." Ah Zhen said, her face flushed, making the old beggar chuckle and quickly help her up. The phone stopped ringing, and Ah Zhen lay on the sofa, panting. How was she going to explain this when she got home? This was the first time she had come home so late. Why hadn't Old Xu gone to work today? What should she do now? A series of questions left Ah Zhen exhausted. Finally, Ah Zhen patiently talked to the old beggar while coaxing him. After a while, Ah Zhen sat up and looked at the old beggar lying motionless on the sofa, snoring loudly. She was tired too, but she was a married woman, and she had to leave. Looking at the old beggar, she covered him with his clothes, her heart aching as she looked at the old man again. Her lower body was now covered in his semen, and she quickly took out a tissue to wipe it away. A little bit was still leaking out, and she quickly grabbed another tissue to use as a pad. After getting dressed, Ah Zhen looked exhausted, her figure clearly visible. She fastened her hair clip and looked at the old beggar on the sofa, recalling how he had just dominated her like a lion, ravaging her body. Ah Zhen blushed, touched her proud breasts, and swayed her hips as she left the room. On her way home, Ah Zhen's slightly disheveled hair, slender figure, and beautiful face attracted countless men's gazes. She boarded the bus and fell asleep, exhausted. At that moment, a boy sitting next to her couldn't resist rubbing his elbow against Ah Zhen's left arm. This harassment immediately woke Ah Zhen. She glared at the man, who, feeling slighted, moved away and changed seats. Although the man wasn't ugly and was even wearing a suit and tie, Ah Zhen felt nauseous and disgusted in his presence. Her innocent heart led her to take out tissues and repeatedly wipe her arm where the man had touched her. Meanwhile, inside her shapely athletic pants, drops of the old beggar's semen soaked through her underwear… (To be continued) Night Starry Night Gold Coins +8 Repost and share, a red envelope is offered!Her breasts trembled as she slurred her words, her voice barely audible: "I...I feel so good...husband, I'll give you...um...uh...give you...give you a son...I...I'm willing...I'm yours. Yours..." The old beggar grew even more excited. He closed his eyes contentedly, letting the beautiful young woman pound against him. His hands gripped Ah Zhen's plump buttocks, squeezing them hard and forcefully, leaving clear red finger marks on her skin. "Ah...ah...ah..." The two entered a frenzied state, the eighty-year-old man now like a male lion gripping the female lion clinging to him. The moans grew louder and louder. Ah Zhen lowered her head, lost in ecstasy, her hands covering her breasts, her fingers rubbing them. She tilted her head back, and the old beggar seemed to have become her sex slave. "Ring ring ring..." A cell phone rang, startling Ah Zhen. The old beggar also shuddered suddenly. Then, he suddenly hugged Ah Zhen tightly, so tightly that Ah Zhen's outstretched hand recoiled; the force was too great. Ah Zhen felt a volcanic eruption in her lower body, a wave of heat rising from her. The old beggar ejaculated. The second time they made love, his stamina was longer than the first, but it also intensified his desire to ejaculate all at once, especially stimulated by the ringing of the phone. He erupted. At that very moment, he turned his head and saw a phone screen flashing on Ah Zhen's handbag. It was exceptionally clear in the dark room; it was Old Xu's picture. A surge of jealousy welled up inside him. He hugged Ah Zhen tightly, his ugly glans thrusting his semen into the body of the man whose picture was on the phone. Ah Zhen couldn't turn around to see whose call it was, but she was instantly being bathed in semen. She didn't care who was calling; she was panting heavily. "Give me a baby, give me a baby, give me a fat little boy..." After the old beggar ejaculated the last drop of semen, he continued to relentlessly hold onto Ah Zhen. Ah Zhen, feeling sorry for the balding old beggar, breathed heavily and lowered her head shyly, saying, "You're so annoying, this is the second time. And... so much inside... You, you let go, if you don't let go, it will leak out..." Yes, Ah Zhen was sitting on him. The old beggar released his grip, and Ah Zhen stood up, but her posture didn't seem like she was going to get the phone. The old beggar felt uneasy seeing this. Suddenly, a glob of semen dripped down onto the old beggar's thigh, making him a little angry. He hurriedly picked it up with his fingers, grabbed Ah Zhen who was about to leave his body, and pushed her onto the sofa. He growled and smeared his hand on Ah Zhen's genitals. He forced the still-undissolved, foul-smelling semen back into Ah Zhen's body, yelling, "You're mine, you're my woman, fuck you, what do you want?" Ah Zhen was stunned. She did want to take the phone, but although it was ringing, she saw Old Xu's picture, which made her a little panicked. But what terrified her even more was the old beggar's crazy behavior, so she chose the latter. "No, no, how could I, I'm your... your... ah. Don't touch me anymore... ah... I wasn't answering that person's call... I'm yours. Yours..." Ah Zhen cried out hurriedly. Looking at the old beggar's suspicious eyes, Ah Zhen hurriedly said, "Look, look, I just want to lie down, what's the rush?" Ah Zhen curled up, a beautiful curve, her two thick labia exposed to the old beggar's eyes after being rubbed. "You... what are you still looking at... help me hold my legs, they're numb, sore... I don't want to do this, how will my son come in... um..." Ah Zhen said, her face flushed, making the old beggar chuckle and quickly help her up. The phone stopped ringing, and Ah Zhen lay on the sofa, panting. How was she going to explain this when she got home? This was the first time she had come home so late. Why hadn't Old Xu gone to work today? What should she do now? A series of questions left Ah Zhen exhausted. Finally, Ah Zhen patiently talked to the old beggar while coaxing him. After a while, Ah Zhen sat up and looked at the old beggar lying motionless on the sofa, snoring loudly. She was tired too, but she was a married woman, and she had to leave. Looking at the old beggar, she covered him with his clothes, her heart aching as she looked at the old man again. Her lower body was now covered in his semen, and she quickly took out a tissue to wipe it away. A little bit was still leaking out, and she quickly grabbed another tissue to use as a pad. After getting dressed, Ah Zhen looked exhausted, her figure clearly visible. She fastened her hair clip and looked at the old beggar on the sofa, recalling how he had just dominated her like a lion, ravaging her body. Ah Zhen blushed, touched her proud breasts, and swayed her hips as she left the room. On her way home, Ah Zhen's slightly disheveled hair, slender figure, and beautiful face attracted countless men's gazes. She boarded the bus and fell asleep, exhausted. At that moment, a boy sitting next to her couldn't resist rubbing his elbow against Ah Zhen's left arm. This harassment immediately woke Ah Zhen. She glared at the man, who, feeling slighted, moved away and changed seats. Although the man wasn't ugly and was even wearing a suit and tie, Ah Zhen felt nauseous and disgusted in his presence. Her innocent heart led her to take out tissues and repeatedly wipe her arm where the man had touched her. Meanwhile, inside her shapely athletic pants, drops of the old beggar's semen soaked through her underwear… (To be continued) Night Starry Night Gold Coins +8 Repost and share, a red envelope is offered!Her breasts trembled as she slurred her words, her voice barely audible: "I...I feel so good...husband, I'll give you...um...uh...give you...give you a son...I...I'm willing...I'm yours. Yours..." The old beggar grew even more excited. He closed his eyes contentedly, letting the beautiful young woman pound against him. His hands gripped Ah Zhen's plump buttocks, squeezing them hard and forcefully, leaving clear red finger marks on her skin. "Ah...ah...ah..." The two entered a frenzied state, the eighty-year-old man now like a male lion gripping the female lion clinging to him. The moans grew louder and louder. Ah Zhen lowered her head, lost in ecstasy, her hands covering her breasts, her fingers rubbing them. She tilted her head back, and the old beggar seemed to have become her sex slave. "Ring ring ring..." A cell phone rang, startling Ah Zhen. The old beggar also shuddered suddenly. Then, he suddenly hugged Ah Zhen tightly, so tightly that Ah Zhen's outstretched hand recoiled; the force was too great. Ah Zhen felt a volcanic eruption in her lower body, a wave of heat rising from her. The old beggar ejaculated. The second time they made love, his stamina was longer than the first, but it also intensified his desire to ejaculate all at once, especially stimulated by the ringing of the phone. He erupted. At that very moment, he turned his head and saw a phone screen flashing on Ah Zhen's handbag. It was exceptionally clear in the dark room; it was Old Xu's picture. A surge of jealousy welled up inside him. He hugged Ah Zhen tightly, his ugly glans thrusting his semen into the body of the man whose picture was on the phone. Ah Zhen couldn't turn around to see whose call it was, but she was instantly being bathed in semen. She didn't care who was calling; she was panting heavily. "Give me a baby, give me a baby, give me a fat little boy..." After the old beggar ejaculated the last drop of semen, he continued to relentlessly hold onto Ah Zhen. Ah Zhen, feeling sorry for the balding old beggar, breathed heavily and lowered her head shyly, saying, "You're so annoying, this is the second time. And... so much inside... You, you let go, if you don't let go, it will leak out..." Yes, Ah Zhen was sitting on him. The old beggar released his grip, and Ah Zhen stood up, but her posture didn't seem like she was going to get the phone. The old beggar felt uneasy seeing this. Suddenly, a glob of semen dripped down onto the old beggar's thigh, making him a little angry. He hurriedly picked it up with his fingers, grabbed Ah Zhen who was about to leave his body, and pushed her onto the sofa. He growled and smeared his hand on Ah Zhen's genitals. He forced the still-undissolved, foul-smelling semen back into Ah Zhen's body, yelling, "You're mine, you're my woman, fuck you, what do you want?" Ah Zhen was stunned. She did want to take the phone, but although it was ringing, she saw Old Xu's picture, which made her a little panicked. But what terrified her even more was the old beggar's crazy behavior, so she chose the latter. "No, no, how could I, I'm your... your... ah. Don't touch me anymore... ah... I wasn't answering that person's call... I'm yours. Yours..." Ah Zhen cried out hurriedly. Looking at the old beggar's suspicious eyes, Ah Zhen hurriedly said, "Look, look, I just want to lie down, what's the rush?" Ah Zhen curled up, a beautiful curve, her two thick labia exposed to the old beggar's eyes after being rubbed. "You... what are you still looking at... help me hold my legs, they're numb, sore... I don't want to do this, how will my son come in... um..." Ah Zhen said, her face flushed, making the old beggar chuckle and quickly help her up. The phone stopped ringing, and Ah Zhen lay on the sofa, panting. How was she going to explain this when she got home? This was the first time she had come home so late. Why hadn't Old Xu gone to work today? What should she do now? A series of questions left Ah Zhen exhausted. Finally, Ah Zhen patiently talked to the old beggar while coaxing him. After a while, Ah Zhen sat up and looked at the old beggar lying motionless on the sofa, snoring loudly. She was tired too, but she was a married woman, and she had to leave. Looking at the old beggar, she covered him with his clothes, her heart aching as she looked at the old man again. Her lower body was now covered in his semen, and she quickly took out a tissue to wipe it away. A little bit was still leaking out, and she quickly grabbed another tissue to use as a pad. After getting dressed, Ah Zhen looked exhausted, her figure clearly visible. She fastened her hair clip and looked at the old beggar on the sofa, recalling how he had just dominated her like a lion, ravaging her body. Ah Zhen blushed, touched her proud breasts, and swayed her hips as she left the room. On her way home, Ah Zhen's slightly disheveled hair, slender figure, and beautiful face attracted countless men's gazes. She boarded the bus and fell asleep, exhausted. At that moment, a boy sitting next to her couldn't resist rubbing his elbow against Ah Zhen's left arm. This harassment immediately woke Ah Zhen. She glared at the man, who, feeling slighted, moved away and changed seats. Although the man wasn't ugly and was even wearing a suit and tie, Ah Zhen felt nauseous and disgusted in his presence. Her innocent heart led her to take out tissues and repeatedly wipe her arm where the man had touched her. Meanwhile, inside her shapely athletic pants, drops of the old beggar's semen soaked through her underwear… (To be continued) Night Starry Night Gold Coins +8 Repost and share, a red envelope is offered!As she spoke, the old beggar chuckled and quickly helped Ah Zhen up. The phone stopped ringing, and Ah Zhen lay on the sofa, panting. How was she going to explain this when she got home? This was the first time she'd come home so late. Why hadn't Old Xu gone to work today? What should she do? A series of questions left Ah Zhen exhausted. Finally, Ah Zhen patiently talked to the old beggar while comforting him. After a while, Ah Zhen sat up and looked at the old beggar, who was slumped on the sofa, snoring loudly. She was tired too, but she was a married woman, and she had to leave. Looking at the old beggar, she covered him with his clothes, her heart aching as she looked at him again. Her lower body was now covered in his semen, and she quickly took out a tissue to wipe it away. A little bit was still leaking out, and she quickly grabbed another tissue to use as a pad. After getting dressed, Ah Zhen looked exhausted, her figure clearly visible. She fastened her hair clip and looked at the old beggar on the sofa, recalling how he had just dominated her like a lion, ravaging her body. Ah Zhen blushed, touched her proud breasts, and swayed her hips as she left the room. On her way home, Ah Zhen's slightly disheveled hair, slender figure, and beautiful face attracted countless men's gazes. She boarded the bus and fell asleep, exhausted. At that moment, a boy sitting next to her couldn't resist rubbing his elbow against Ah Zhen's left arm. This harassment immediately woke Ah Zhen. She glared at the man, who, feeling slighted, moved away and changed seats. Although the man wasn't ugly and was even wearing a suit and tie, Ah Zhen felt nauseous and disgusted in his presence. Her innocent heart led her to take out tissues and repeatedly wipe her arm where the man had touched her. Meanwhile, inside her shapely athletic pants, drops of the old beggar's semen soaked through her underwear… (To be continued) Night Starry Night Gold Coins +8 Repost and share, a red envelope is offered!As she spoke, the old beggar chuckled and quickly helped Ah Zhen up. The phone stopped ringing, and Ah Zhen lay on the sofa, panting. How was she going to explain this when she got home? This was the first time she'd come home so late. Why hadn't Old Xu gone to work today? What should she do? A series of questions left Ah Zhen exhausted. Finally, Ah Zhen patiently talked to the old beggar while comforting him. After a while, Ah Zhen sat up and looked at the old beggar, who was slumped on the sofa, snoring loudly. She was tired too, but she was a married woman, and she had to leave. Looking at the old beggar, she covered him with his clothes, her heart aching as she looked at him again. Her lower body was now covered in his semen, and she quickly took out a tissue to wipe it away. A little bit was still leaking out, and she quickly grabbed another tissue to use as a pad. After getting dressed, Ah Zhen looked exhausted, her figure clearly visible. She fastened her hair clip and looked at the old beggar on the sofa, recalling how he had just dominated her like a lion, ravaging her body. Ah Zhen blushed, touched her proud breasts, and swayed her hips as she left the room. On her way home, Ah Zhen's slightly disheveled hair, slender figure, and beautiful face attracted countless men's gazes. She boarded the bus and fell asleep, exhausted. At that moment, a boy sitting next to her couldn't resist rubbing his elbow against Ah Zhen's left arm. This harassment immediately woke Ah Zhen. She glared at the man, who, feeling slighted, moved away and changed seats. Although the man wasn't ugly and was even wearing a suit and tie, Ah Zhen felt nauseous and disgusted in his presence. Her innocent heart led her to take out tissues and repeatedly wipe her arm where the man had touched her. Meanwhile, inside her shapely athletic pants, drops of the old beggar's semen soaked through her underwear… (To be continued) Night Starry Night Gold Coins +8 Repost and share, a red envelope is offered!

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