Sex Century (Series 1-2) Author: .i.

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********** 　　... The two men's companies cover hotel tourism, photography and entertainment, and cultural media. 　　"Xiao Wang! Analyze this month's performance!" Old Zhang said to the company CEO below. 　　"Yes, Chairman Zhang. This month, Tiancheng Hotel and Tianyuan Hotel had a combined gross profit of 3.7 million yuan, with a net profit of approximately 2.3 million yuan. Tianyi Photography Group's profit was approximately 1.3 million yuan, and Tiancheng Media's profit 3 million yuan. Next month, the company has several ribbon-cutting events that may require Chairman Zhang and General Manager Zhang's attendance. The company's operations this month have been very good, and relations between the three departments have been coordinated." " Hmm, then Old Liu, tell me about the security team," Xiao Zhang asked Old Liu, the captain of the security team 　　responsible for the company's main security work, after seeing that General Manager Wang had finished speaking . 　　"When the two Japanese men at the hotel were soliciting prostitutes, some money was lost. Zhang's team from the photography department investigated a minor matter, but there wasn't much evidence. They settled it privately with some compensation. Nothing " 　　'Little Zhang and Old Zhang were secretly delighted to hear it was a minor matter. It was just that the two of them drugged and raped a beautiful woman who came to take photos , but she was quite sensitive; she was only drugged for an hour or so, and after being cleaned up , she even called the police.' 　　"Well, we'll be going now. Xiao Wang, you continue chairing the meeting. Last month's performance was good; go to finance to get your bonuses later. Old Liu, you come with us." This was how the Zhang father and son usually held meetings—to hear about the general performance and security situation. General Manager Wang Ping usually managed everything. 　　They trusted Wang Ping completely; he was the son of their comrade-in-arms, entrusted to them after his death. They treated him basically like their own son. Wang Ping rarely managed things on the front lines; he mostly operated from behind the scenes. He was also involved in the Zhang family's unique hobby of sexually assaulting women while they were asleep, because he controlled the secret hidden camera room behind his office in the hotel. 　　He was also quite lecherous, but preferred more conventional ways of seeking pleasure. Of course, he didn't refuse to occasionally engage in sexually assaulting women while asleep with the Zhang family, and perhaps even take advantage of them. 　　"Little Liu, you handled the last matter well. Here's 30,000 yuan from Captain Zhang; take it to him. And your red envelope from the finance department." Old Zhang patted Old Liu's shoulder with satisfaction, then gestured for Little Zhang to take out an envelope. 　　"Yes, boss, I'll go right away." 　　Old Liu was a former underworld boss who had spent several years in prison, where he made many new connections. After his release, he wanted to return to the underworld, but a decade had passed, and the world had changed drastically; now, it was all about wisdom and economics . With a sigh, he organized a group of people into the Zhang Group. Aside from the Zhang father and son's womanizing antics, where he and his men would assist and clean up the mess, there was very little fighting or killing involved. He considered it a fair deal with his old brothers , since they all had families to support and no one could afford a life of violence. Some of 　　Lao Liu's old brothers were more upright, avoiding gambling, prostitution, and drugs. These types were generally kept away from the places where the Zhang father and son frequented. This had been going on for five or six years, and everyone was quite satisfied. 　　"Dad, stepmother called again, asking if I'm coming home for dinner tonight," Zhang Xiaofeng said ambiguously to the woman on the phone, asking Zhang Ming. 　　This stepmother had been secretly and secretly used by the father and son countless times, giving birth to a child whose gender was unknown, but the two didn't care at all; after all, a DNA test confirmed she was a member of the Zhang family. 　　As for Zhang Xiaofeng, who was in his thirties, his 25-year-old wife had also been drugged and sexually assaulted by the father and son multiple times. For wealthy people, the women in their homes were only for procreation; the more boys they produced, the more they could continue the family line and build their business. Girls were just one or two to decorate the household. 　　"Well, it's been a while since I've had any of the two women at home. Let's leave it at that and go home tonight." It's quite funny, actually. Zhang Xiaofeng's wife was 25, and Zhang Ming's stepmother was also 25; the two women were classmates . First, Zhang Xiaofeng found his wife, and then, through a family gathering, the two of them drugged and raped her three best friends, classmates, and her. Then, the father and son took a liking to the woman they had deflowered, and in the end , Old took her as his concubine. As for Zhang Ming's old partner, she died in a revenge attack by an enemy early in his entrepreneurial career. 　　The Zhang father and son started as honest businessmen, achieving some success . However, as society became increasingly chaotic, they succumbed to the prevailing trends, indulging in a life of hedonistic pleasure, living a numb existence. 　　They got into an ordinary hatchback worth around 300,000 yuan, their ride. The driver was a secretive special forces soldier, as loyal as Lao Liu. Thanks to Lao Zhang's arrangements, he had cleaned up his identity and now had a family and a stable life. 　　"Master, Young Master! This is today's report," the driver said, handing them a PDA. 　　The car remained parked in the hotel parking lot. The Zhang father and son huddled together, watching the feed from hidden cameras at their various haunts. This hidden camera system was secretly installed by Lao Liu and the driver , unknown to anyone else. 　　It included several connection points: a photography studio, a media company, and a separate system for the hotel.

These surveillance points all have automatic identification systems. Any woman with a male companion is automatically
filtered out. Playing with other men isn't their preference; they only target small
groups of women, sometimes two women for one, sometimes two for multiple women.

Furthermore, the elevators in these companies are two-carriage units with a special control system that can control which
elevator car appears at the outer door. This allows two men to sexually assault women inside the elevator
. Imagine each floor has one outer door, but the elevator car can stop at either the lower or
upper car. Two men enter and swipe a special card to switch, making one elevator car
appear at the outer door. The elevator is restricted to floors 3-4, inaccessible to ordinary people; only those with special control
can access it. Such elevators appear normal to the public, but can be used flexibly by two men.

Inside the car, the father and son leisurely selected their targets, while the driver smoked
a cigar, closed the small window, and waited for their instructions.

In the photo studio, a woman in her forties, her large breasts
barely visible , is being photographed by a photographer who seems to be distracted. His pants
bulge noticeably. The woman, glancing at the photographer's bulge, feels a surge of pride; she's a mother of two, yet men still get
excited when they see her.

In studio number 2, a woman is being dressed by a makeup artist. She has a flat chest, long, shapely legs, and
short, wavy hair. The difference between her upper and lower body is striking. Xiao Zhang strokes his genitals,
a hint of interest creeping in.

In studio number 3, wedding dresses are skipped. This shows the two men's lack of
interest ; single women, or lesbians, are their preferred type.

Switching to the media company, in the model audition hall, four or five women are waiting, two
accompanied by their boyfriends.

Lao Zhang clicks on the PDA, zooming in on a woman with short hair and medium-sized breasts, but her lower body is quite eye-catching.

The woman wore loose-fitting, gray athletic trousers, her legs slightly parted, allowing
the father and son a distant view of her sexy crotch. Then
, her slightly plump buttocks, outlined by the trousers, were visible as she leaned against the stool. Both men
were aroused by , occasionally adjusting their engorged penises, which were already straining to fit in their underwear. It's said that
the foundation of everything is the body, and this is especially true for men. Without a large, well-endowed penis,
it's truly a regret.

He pulled out his phone and switched the camera to the interview room, a sunny room on the third floor. Inside
were a male and female "teachers," actually a married couple working for the Zhang father and son. They were
SM enthusiasts and devoted teammates, faithfully hunting with the Zhang family.

The interviews were interesting; one person went in at a time, accompanied by a friend or family member. The interviews lasted half an hour to two hours,
including a trial shoot or talent demonstration, designed to lower the prey's guard.

The first thing upon entering the company was that personal belongings had to be stored in the transparent safe at the front desk. The stated reason
was to prevent unauthorized access or for confidentiality, but in reality, it was to make potential victims lose their
sense of time.

Old Zhang nodded at Little Zhang, who grinned wickedly and pulled out his phone to make a call.

"Chen Ye, quickly send the people ahead of you away. The last one, the short-haired
woman , stay. We'll be back in about an hour and a half. Keep track of the time."

"Okay, boss."

Chen Ye and his wife, Wang Liping, began to speed up the interviews, one, two, three people
were interviewed at a rapid pace. The short-haired woman was originally scheduled to be in the middle, but she didn't dare question the interview order arranged by the modeling agency's interviewers
. She just felt a little nervous seeing the people ahead of her come out so quickly
.

Chapter Two: The Sleeping Model 'Liu Yan'

The car stopped at a coffee shop on the east side of Tiancheng for half an hour. The Zhang father and son had a cup of morning tea and
some breakfast. If they were going to the media company, they wouldn't need a driver to clean up after them;
the two sex fiends were there, and the father and son only needed to bring their engorged penises to have some fun.

The car resumed driving on the main road. The model interview was on the top floor of the media company's five-story building.
Although let in light, the nearby buildings didn't allow for a view inside, and the trees in the distance made it even more difficult to see.
The windows were 3 meters high, and unless you were lying on top,
you couldn't . It was a perfect combination of good lighting and seclusion.

The father and son watched the video, and the last interviewer was sent out. Next up was Liu Yan. Li Ping came out to greet them
. Looking at the last beautiful woman, her legs tightened slightly as she walked, and a hissing moisture emanated from between her
labia . Wang Li Ping was bisexual; besides having sex with men, she also frequently had sex with women.

Inside the room, Chen Ye applied a small bottle of clear liquid to some parts of the performance props.
The evaporated into powder. This powder alone could render anyone unconscious for several minutes after inhalation.

"Hello, you must be Liu Yan. Come in. The interview is starting."

"Okay!" Liu Yan replied confidently, then lifted her shapely bottom from the stool,
her legs swinging slightly, and followed Li Ping into the room.

"Sit down and introduce yourself," Chen Ye said expressionlessly, glancing at Li Ping sitting
beside him addressing Liu Yan who had entered.

"Hello, teachers. My name is Liu Yan, I'm 26 years old, a local. I was previously signed with 333 Model Agency for
two years, shooting covers and inserts for art magazines, and doing advertisements. I hope to find my career development in your company."

"Hmm, are you single?"

"Yes, single."

"What are your hobbies?"

"I generally like listening to music, movies, and good food. Sometimes I also go cycling."

"Hmm, you have good qualities. Show us your best talent first."

In the next few minutes, Liu Yan performed singing and recitation, and then Liping spoke.

"We're going to shoot a commercial about sleep. Sit on that table over there and act
like you're sleeping face down on it. Get up when we say 'okay,' facing that camera."

"Okay, I understand."

Liu Yan prepared herself and lay down on the table smeared with sedative powder, not noticing the
tiny powder particles, mistaking them for dust. "

Liu Yan, that's enough, that's enough. Get up." Chen Ye, under the table, placed his hand on the inside of
Li Ping 's spread thighs, pretending to be serious as he called out. Seeing Liu Yan didn't react, he became even more brazen
, using his hand through the seam of her white casual pants to vigorously grope Li Ping's genitals.

A minute later, the Zhang father and son instructed their driver to pick them up in two hours. They then took the sightseeing elevator to
a small room on the 5th floor, and through a secret keyhole in the small room, entered the adjacent interview room.

"Chen Ye, Wang Liping, you did a good job. Come on, let's play together." Old Zhang spoke up,
gently lifting the woman's chin and looking at her slightly disheveled short hair falling in front of her eyes, then
pressing his bulging crotch against Liu Yan's fair and beautiful face.

Little Zhang squatted under the table, his gentlemanly demeanor long gone,
like , burying his head in the space formed by Liu Yan's lower abdomen and legs, his nose pressed against Liu Yan's triangle,
humming and inhaling the scent, "Mmm, so stimulating, the faint smell."

Chen Ye, meanwhile, started unbuckling Liping's belt. He couldn't play with the young model there yet; he
had to wait until the Zhang father and son had enjoyed themselves before he could seize the opportunity to have his turn, then take the woman to the other
secret cleaning room to wash her clean and destroy the evidence.

Old Zhang gently pulled open Liu Yan's clothes, reached down to unhook her bra, and looked down at her two snow-white, pink
breasts. His gaze deepened, revealing two small, finger-thick nipples and pink areolas
the size of a thumb.

Young Zhang was already dizzy and aroused by the scent emanating from Liu Yan's lower body.

The father and son lifted Liu Yan onto a nearby sofa. Young Zhang took out a small bottle, opened the
cap near Liu Yan's nose and mouth, stroking her breasts while waiting for her
to absorb the potent sedative that could numb a person for three hours.

Old Zhang had already loosened the elastic band of Liu Yan's pants and pulled down the waistband, looking down at
the fascinating contents inside. A few curly pubic hairs peeked out from the edge of her white cotton panties, and her flat stomach
was faintly visible beneath. At this moment, Chen Ye's penis was inserted into Li Ping's vagina. He was holding Li Ping's body, while Li Ping was
wrapped around Chen Ye. The two of them walked over on their legs, providing entertainment for the father and son, while also
stimulating their own lust by looking at the unconscious Liu Yan.

The interview room was the only office area on the 5th floor. Other personnel were not allowed to enter. There were
two as security personnel, equipped with tablets and computers. The two would watch the surveillance,
smoke, drink tea, and surf the Internet when they had nothing to do. Unless someone called from inside, they would never go in to disturb them. Occasionally , if they were
lucky, Chen Ye would invite the two of them in to eat some leftovers.

Xiao Zhang put away the medicine bottle, stripped down to only his vest, and a thick, throbbing
penis, 17 or 18 inches long, was gently playing with Liu Yan's beautiful face, which was lying flat against the ceiling. After removing the woman's sneakers
, Old Zhang carefully pulled
down aside. Then he pulled down Liu Yan's underwear, leaving only
her long, slender, and unobstructed beautiful, sexy legs and pink inner thighs exposed to the air
.

The black pubic hair dwindled to almost nothing near her labia, indicating that Liu Yan's vagina was beautiful
. Her labia majora nestled peacefully against her labia minora, slightly grayish, while the inner labia minora were a delicate pink,
requiring some effort to separate with fingers.

Old Zhang also removed his pants and outer garment. His penis was large, but the head was small, a regrettable oversight. He hadn't had circumcision
as a child , resulting in underdeveloped glans, but this didn't affect his ability to experience
pleasure from a woman's vagina. However, he couldn't make the vagina a vibrator, driving her to ecstasy.
This was why he had his son never wear tight clothing and had a circumcision performed early on. This was also one of the reasons he liked to be
in a deep sleep .

Old Zhang nodded to Little Zhang, then moved to the woman's head, leaving her genitals to
his son . Little Zhang liked to lick women's genitals, while Old Zhang,
who had lived through conservative times, generally wouldn't touch a virgin's genitals.

Old Zhang looked at the woman's beautiful face and delicately curved lips, then placed his penis on Liu Yan's lips,
the glans gently sliding against her fragrant lips, feeling her warmth, the tender elasticity of her lips, and
the pleasure brought by the friction.

Little Zhang had already kissed Liu Yan's pubic hair, some of it prickling his lips, before kissing her labia
.

He spread Liu Yan's legs into an M shape, then knelt beneath her, his head moving like a pestle,
licking up and down between her thighs with his tongue, his nose receiving the wonderful warmth emanating from her vagina.

He teased Liu Yan's shyly hidden clitoris, pink and tender, hidden under her foreskin
.

He raised his head, clicked his tongue, and thought, "This girl's legs and the triangle between them are so beautiful."
A few drops of nectar had already seeped from her labia, parted by his fingers; he licked them away. Zhang, with his neatly trimmed
fingers, smeared some special high-grade lubricant in a small box and inserted them into Liu Yan
's delicate vagina. His fingers moved inwards, soon touching the vaginal corona at the base of her vagina, the tender flesh, and
the tiny opening connecting to the uterus. Liu Yan's legs trembled reflexively, but Zhang wasn't afraid;
his drug wasn't cheap.

Stimulated by his fingers in her sensitive spot, the temperature inside her vagina rose, and the fluid flowed even
more profusely.

"This girl's vagina is only 14 or 15 centimeters," Zhang deduced with his fingers. He was ecstatic.
His wife's vagina had initially been 13 centimeters, but after he and his father had played with it many times while she was unconscious
, it had reached 16 centimeters.

Old Zhang had already inserted his penis into Liu Yan's mouth, enjoying the wet, scraping
stimulation from her teeth and oral cavity.

Young Zhang pressed his glans against Liu Yan's beautiful vulva; the sensation of her vagina and labia combined with his own sent a trickle of pre-ejaculate from
his urethra . He slowly pushed his glans forward; the labia majora, wrapped in
pubic hair, dipped inwards, revealing the silky vaginal opening just before his glans. He stroked the clitoris beneath the pubic hair,
feeling the instinctive trembling of his legs. Watching the visual effect of his penis dividing her buttocks in two, Young Zhang
wasn't in a hurry. He slowly pushed his glans against her, teasing the elastic labia and opening. Looking at the triangle
covered by , his soul had already left his body.

The small indentations at the ends of her shinbones, with her legs spread apart, added to
the sensuality of her vulva. Seeing his glans pressing back and forth at the entrance of her most secret, private, and sensual area
, being gripped and clenched by her labia, Young Zhang felt it was about time. The visual enjoyment was undeniable.

His large glans thrust forward, penetrating deeply into the hole, all the way in, until the glans was blocked by the vaginal canal , then it
pressed against the woman's vulva, moving rapidly forward. Although the woman was unconscious, her vagina couldn't withstand
such skill; it overflowed, her love juices sliding down her vulva to her anus, then flowing down,
wetting her buttocks and the sofa below.

Xiao Zhang began thrusting back and forth. The foreplay [in its entirety] had lasted at least 10 minutes;
the pleasure had become an added, indispensable enjoyment.

The woman's pubic hair, after repeated thrusting and friction, became slightly yellowish against her skin,
then curled, some sticking out and spreading in the air, creating
a mesmerizing visual effect between his penis and his own opening.

Straightening her body, the woman's legs naturally lowered slightly, making her thighs and leg bones more
prominent. Her labia and vulva formed a beautiful inner M shape, and the alluring visual effect of her pubic hair
further thrusting.

As the vaginal lubrication increased, Zhang's glans formed a piston-like motion, causing the woman's
lower abdomen . This repeated action, the suction of the vagina giving his glans an irresistible pleasure.

As climax approached, Liu Yan frowned, a sight that filled Zhang with envy. He knew that
while he enjoyed sex with women, his glans was smaller than his penis, making it difficult to bring them to orgasm. His
son, however, with his large mushroom-shaped penis, could cause even unconscious women to ejaculate or climax involuntarily.

Zhang lifted the woman's legs, creating a narrow slit in her vulva—a perfect example of the "
splits" in traditional Chinese folklore.

Without any capacity for thought, Xiao Zhang followed nature; all the sensations in his penis became
the trigger for the next thrust. Thrust, thrust, thrust, thrust, thrust, thrust, thrust, thrust, thrust, thrust, thrust, thrust, thrust, thrust
.

"Ah...uh..." Men are lucky, but also somewhat tragic, because the greatest pleasure is
the moment of ejaculation. After being tense for several minutes or an hour or two, the urethral opening opens in an instant, releasing unparalleled
sperm.

Xiao Zhang happily ejaculated at the lowest point of Liu Yan's vagina, a full ejaculation. When his penis reluctantly withdrew
, the white semen almost flowed back out of the vaginal opening, down the frenulum, through the anus, and then into
a puddle below the woman's beautiful buttocks and a small slit, looking extremely stimulating.

Behind him, Chen Ye and Li Ping were still slowly playing with each other in a 69 position.

Xiao Zhang left the beautiful Liu Yan's lower body. Old Zhang walked over.

A large, well-moistened penis, like a rolling pin, entered the vagina hidden beneath the pubic hair, a patchwork of love juice and
semen . Like a 　　fish in water, Old Zhang quickly thrust his glans against the
tip of Liu Yan's vagina, causing her lingering climax to surge again. "　　Ah

...ahh ... 　　Beautiful pubic hair, the bony shinbone, clean, beautiful, glossy white flesh. 　　"Ah. Ahhhhhhh..." Old Zhang's cries grew faster, his entire penis rising upwards, feeling his penis lifting the entire vagina, the entire woman's buttocks and lower body. The vaginal sensation, the heaviness on his penis, and the tight feeling of the glans finding its grip on the woman's vaginal opening—a feeling that men with mushroom-shaped glans usually enjoy throughout their penetration—Old Zhang could only feel . 　　"Hmm..." A low moan, like a sigh, began to escape . Squeak, squeak, feeling the sensation of his penis being massaged by the contraction and relaxation of her vagina, Old Zhang didn't immediately soften. Instead, he continued thrusting in and out of her vagina like a puppet. The woman's vagina , subjected to the rapid thrusting, could no longer hold back, and a surge of heat gushed out. Her urethra, in her unconscious state , finally gave way. The moment Old Zhang had been waiting for arrived. His penis thrust in and out at high speed, even more fiercely than Xiao Zhang's, finally ejaculating inside Liu Yan's vagina before her unconscious squirting ended. The double pressure and heat of the incontinent urine at the vaginal opening. 　　Clenching his teeth, his penis flattened her clitoris, then with a fierce thrust of his urethra, his semen, like an angry bull, struck Liu Yan's poor little clitoris. 　　It was a chaotic climax; his urethra gushed, his glans deformed from the impact, his penis wet and slick, his lower abdomen drenched in the woman's hot urine. Old Zhang closed his eyes, his soul adrift, forgetting everything, his mind a complete vacuum. 　　Xiao Zhang had already used Liu Yan's beautiful red lips and mouth to clean the love fluid and semen off his penis. He stood there waiting for something. 　　Old Zhang remained in that position for about a minute before he regained his senses. He pulled out his penis, thoroughly enjoying it.

He lightly kissed the pubic hair of the woman's triangle area for a moment, then sat down, turned the woman's head over and placed it
between his legs , then had the woman take his penis in her mouth, leaving the remaining vaginal fluid and semen in her mouth to clean herself.

Chen Ye and Li Ping also came over. Li Ping first bent down and
licked the semen and vaginal fluid from Liu Yan's vagina into her mouth, swallowing it. Then Chen Ye released his hands from Li Ping and Liu Yan,
walked to Liu Yan's buttocks where she was being oral sex by Lao Zhang, lifted one of Liu Yan's legs, and
smoothly .

Chen Ye's buttocks were like springs, directing his long-awaited penis to thrust wildly inside Liu Yan's vagina.
Li Ping licked all over Liu Yan's body, and even took out Liu Yan's hand and touched it,
feeling the pleasure brought by the finger she had inserted into Liu Yan's vagina.

The three continued to enjoy themselves.

Xiao Zhang's penis hardened again as he looked at Li Ping's pink
anus . Without saying a word, he thrust his large penis inside. "Oh! My dear Li Li, your little asshole is still so
tight.

" "Mmm, Brother Zhang, ahh, so comfortable..." Li Ping enjoyed the special pleasure brought by anal sex,
while the beautiful fingers inside her vagina also brought her even greater stimulation.

A few minutes later, Chen Ye once again ejaculated his semen into the already
overflowing .

Then he went over and pulled Li Ping's mouth to his penis, enjoying the cleaning service of Li Ping's tongue.

He felt Li Ping's breasts tighten, and her anus felt hot. Her whole stomach felt that inexplicable
, unique pleasure of being ejaculated into her anus. Xiao Zhang behind him also let out a satisfied sigh...

Old Zhang also thrust a few times and ejaculated again, but this time it was inside the
small mouth .

Four men, soaking wet and utterly satisfied, sat on the sofa with Liu Yan, a beautiful woman who had just been played with.
The air was thick with the scents of happiness, debauchery, and contentment.

The four men lovingly led Liu Yan to a secluded bathroom, where they meticulously washed her beautiful body,
like devout disciples performing some kind of ritual. Li Ping used a special vaginal cleanser and spermicide to
thoroughly rinse her vagina, above her buttocks, for a full five minutes before switching to warm water. 　　Meanwhile, Lao Zhang and Chen Ye carefully opened Liu Yan's mouth, one using a special wet wipe to clean inside
. Then, the four men held Liu Yan upright, lifting her head. Li Ping took a mouthful of water, blew it into her mouth, and let it drain, repeating this several times. Afterward, they wiped her mouth clean with a towel, then dried her body, using a large heater to dry her skin. Li Ping was responsible for drying her hair. Meanwhile, Chen Ye had already gone out to clean up the mess. 　　Ten minutes later, Liu Yan, clean as could be—even her mouth and vagina were thoroughly cleaned, her vagina treated with a special blood-activating solution—was carried out. The group carefully restored her clothes before returning to the bathroom. After a two- or three-minute shower, Li Ping dried her hair. The Zhang father and son, looking refreshed, dressed and left the company without anyone noticing except for two saluting security guards. It was a direct elevator. 　　Before leaving, Old Zhang lingered, touching Liu Yan's face, gently stroking her hair, and then touching her clothes. He told Chen Ye and Li Ping, "This woman will stay in the company, be a key employee, and the contract forbids marriage or romantic relationships; she'll be used long-term." 　　A while later, Chen Ye took a sobering pill and placed it near Liu Yan's nose for half a minute. 　　"Liu Yan, that's enough, you can get up now," Li Ping's voice came. 　　Liu Yan felt it was just a fleeting moment, and thought she had just spaced out. She didn't feel anything, and of course, she wouldn't ask the examiner if she had fallen asleep, because that would make it difficult for her to pass the interview. On the contrary , she felt very comfortable. Actually, this was because the sedatives used by the male and female sex fiends and the Zhang father and son were high-priced agents' models, bought from abroad, making people feel like nothing had happened after waking up. Of course, this was one type; there were also types that could make people forget what happened in the previous half hour. 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　Chapter 3 Lunchtime 　　Enjoying [Full Text] The beautiful body of the beautiful urban woman Liu Yan, the father and son, whose bodies were already well-maintained, were now even more comfortable and relaxed, sitting comfortably in the lobby of the Tiandi Fengyun Hotel, which was a star higher than their own hotel. 　　Several exquisite dishes, a bottle of aged red wine, the two celebrated their romantic encounter for the day. 　　The two of them never made a big fuss in public or in private, because they didn't care much about these things. Compared to those glamorous figures on the surface, the satisfaction of enjoying women was everything to them; everything else was just a small episode in their long lives. 　　Compared to the wealthy, they weren't the richest, but they were certainly not poor either; they had a few hundred million in Tianyuan. However , what they enjoyed wasn't something everyone could afford. It wasn't the euphoric game, but rather their bodies. Their ancestors had left them a family heirloom, the Vajra Pill. The ingredients for this pill were extremely difficult to gather, but Zhang Ming, being lucky, managed to collect them all and even got one for his son. 　　The two could ejaculate ten or more times a day, every day for a week, without experiencing any physical discomfort. On the contrary, with the help of the pill and a simple incantation, the more yin energy they absorbed from women, the better their bodies became. And, most incredibly, this medicine, like those that grant immunity to all poisons, not only improved their health but also prevented the most troublesome problem for experienced women: getting pregnant. However, the two were very cautious; they would abandon any that seemed problematic, not caring about the risk of pregnancy. 　　"This afternoon, I'll have Dongzi take his woman to buy some things for our two women and put them in the car . We'll go home for dinner tonight and check on Shun'er while we're at it," Old Zhang said to Young Zhang while enjoying his food. As for Shun'er, Zhang Shuntian, it's unclear whether he's Old Zhang's grandson or Little Zhang's brother; he's a new bloodline born from Little Zhang's stepmother's antics. On the surface, Little Zhang and Zhang Shun are brothers. 　　"Well, I'll have Brother Dong go now, wait for me." [Full text] Little Zhang rummaged through his briefcase, pulled out a cassette tape, found a voucher worth about 100,000 yuan, and stuffed it into his pocket. 　　Not far away, two fashionable women occasionally opened their legs under the table, trying to attract the attention of the handsome old man and handsome young man eating across the table.

Uncle, but Old Zhang and Little Zhang only glanced at each other before turning away with serious expressions.

As Little Zhang walked out, a very tall woman with extremely prominent breasts passed by. Little Zhang
's eyes lit up; the drape of her silk dress accentuated her breasts with unparalleled visual
appeal much of a reaction in his penis. Women may be
beautiful, but those not in his hunting plan are all risky. Who knows whose mistress or concubine those
women be? It's best to avoid trouble. His and his father's life is already very good;
one should be content to be happy.

He gave the card to the driver and then explained the situation: the 100,000 yuan inside should not be used up, and he should leave the card
with his wife. His wife's spending ability and taste were quite good.

Xiao Zhang and Lao Zhang treat their subordinates very well, and they would never give their subordinates' wives a second glance.
This a fundamental principle that has allowed them to grow their power. As for women they don't recognize or whose backgrounds they don't know,
of course, they don't have that kind of psychological burden.

"That girl who just passed by was really nice, she's Boss Gou's mistress, her breasts are really straight," Lao Zhang
whispered to Xiao Zhang after he returned to his seat.

Xiao Zhang smiled slightly, understanding without saying a word. Since she's Boss Gou's girl, then the two of them will have
a chance , because Boss Gou is also an old acquaintance of theirs. Some of Boss Gou's drugs were sold by them. As for Boss Gou's
hobby, that is his mistress. When he gets tired of her, he will drug her, then invite a few of his old friends
to his house, rape the unconscious mistress, cover it up, and when she wakes up the next day, he won't say anything. A week or two later
, he will give her a large breakup fee and let her go.

When Boss Gou invited his friends over, it wasn't for free. After everyone read the [full text], they auctioned off their queue numbers.
Whoever got first place got second place. Of course, Boss Gou didn't keep the money for himself; he used it all
as breakup fees for his unwanted mistresses.

Strangely enough, many of Boss Gou's mistresses ended up being taken over by his buddies. Boss Gou
was quite an oddball; in his forties, he was incredibly handsome, and the girls he got were the kind of girls his buddies would
grovel for, some even paying him to get them. Of course, Boss Gou always had plenty
of get rid of.

The Zhang father and son had no opinion about Boss Gou; they neither envied nor despised him. They were all like-
minded people has their own code of conduct, but as long as you remember to share the good stuff while hunting, you're a good
comrade. Of course, Boss Gou had also "shared" with the Zhang father and son. It was a matter of reciprocity, hence their
good .

"Oh, my old brother and young buddy, it's been so long! You must be working yourself to the bone every day
." The two were talking about Old Gou when he walked over with a bright smile.

"Old Gou, I was just about to go over and greet you when you arrived. Please, have a seat!
Have you eaten? If not, I'll change the dishes. Come on, come on!" Old Zhang smiled back, his face
flushed .

"Come on, let me introduce you. This is my secretary, Hua'er. This is General Manager Zhang, and this is Young General Manager Zhang.
You know Tiancheng Hotel, right? It's owned by this father and son." Old Gou's words were quite intriguing. If he said,
"This is my girlfriend," it meant he'd been spending time with her. If he said, "This is my
secretary," it meant, "I've had my fun, get ready for a 'feast'!"

Xiao Zhang chuckled upon hearing this. Taking advantage of the woman's glance at his father, his eyes lingered between her white dress and
crossed legs, then lingered near her prominent breasts. Feeling a surge of amusement,
he feigned surprise at seeing such a beautiful woman, summoned a waiter, cleared away the food, and replaced it with a fresh table.

Both Lao Zhang and Xiao Zhang acted very humble in front of this secretary. Why? They enjoyed seeing their feigned
enthusiasm make her appear arrogant and haughty, so that one day, in a dreamlike state,
they could gently enjoy the body of this proud woman.

The mutual satisfaction of having such a normally aloof beauty at their mercy was
incredibly stimulating.

This young woman, with her firm, perky breasts and refined manners, was quite poised and confident. Old Zhang had a hunch
about
taking her over. Since Old Gou wasn't going to take her, he figured he might as well let someone else have their turn. He and his son could just give Old Gou a little more money to take her in. After all, Old Liu at the company could get a secretary. However, all of this
would only be decided after the two of them had experienced this beauty physically. These days, there are too many women who are innocent when they're not undressed, but become wanton once they take their clothes off
. The color of their nipples and genitals might determine a woman's fate—that was probably Old Zhang and Xiao Zhang's shared standard.

The meal lasted until after 2 PM when the host and guest got married. Old Gou and Old Zhang politely declined for a while, but in the end, Xiao Zhang
secretly paid the bill. The meal cost 38,000 yuan. Xiao Zhang didn't feel anything special, but he couldn't help but think that Old Gou's usual
gatherings with auction numbers never had a starting bid below 50,000 yuan.

"Oh!! By the way, Lao Zhang, this Friday, if you have time, please come to my place. I'm having a
party."

"Oh. I'll check the arrangements, it should be fine." Hearing this, Lao Zhang realized that his attempt to buy
the rights privately was hopeless. Since the party was already scheduled, his old friends must have already been notified,
and trying to snatch it now would damage their relationships.

Ironically, Xiao Zhang and Lao Zhang had never missed Lao Gou's parties, and they were always
the last two to arrive because they weren't worried about winning the bid. This gave them an advantage. Although his friends
jokingly called them the father and son with the most extreme tastes.

The two arrived at the hotel around 3 PM, entered Lao Liu's office, closed the door, drew the blinds, played
some pre-recorded conversations, and then went through a special hidden door into
a secret room next door. This room was simply decorated, but a dozen or so LCD TVs switched between the bathrooms and bedrooms

in the hotel's 300 rooms . This system was also purchased from abroad and secretly installed; the installation was done 　　overnight by a foreign construction team. It's a wireless intelligent surveillance and spying system. 　　Its intelligence lies in the ability to set conditions; currently, the only condition is that women with male companions will not spy on them.

The system was connected to the front desk registration system. Those pinhole cameras were
maintained by Lao Liu's nephew, a trusted confidant in the technical department. Because they used a signal superimposed on the television signal, there was no wireless signal, so even
the best electronic device detectors couldn't detect them. This was because, besides the signal transmission being wired, the cameras
themselves were encased in metal shells, preventing electromagnetic signal leakage. Power was supplied through
electrical wires buried in the walls.

Back when the renovation was done, the renovation company was owned by Lao Gou, so naturally, the secrecy was excellent.

The three men each had a cigar, the smoke being drawn into the office through a concealed ventilation system. This further
confirmed that they were discussing business in the office.

Lao Liu spoke up, "Boss, 710, 203, 505, and 303 are all good quality, single or
couples."

As he spoke, he switched the monitor to show the images from those four rooms.

In cell 710, a woman was watching TV in bed. Her beautiful legs weren't fully covered by her short skirt,
and her black lace panties were clearly visible through the opening of the skirt. Another woman was wiping her bottom with toilet paper in the bathroom.

In cell 203, a beautiful woman sat in front of a laptop, chin raised, deep in thought. She looked to be around 30.
Her white turtleneck top beautifully accentuated her bra. Xiao Zhang watched closely. After
a while, the woman started typing, but then stopped, reaching her hand to the crotch of her jeans and touching
herself .

"You're beautiful, Mommy's gorgeous, big pussy," he thought, finding inspiration like this. Xiao Zhang was getting
excited .

In cell 505, a voluptuous woman in white casual pants sat with her large buttocks facing the ceiling, raising and
lowering her legs in a sitting motion. She was looking at a stack of documents, head down, and looked like a lawyer. Old Zhang
's eyes were glued to her.

In room 303, a girl who looked like a tourist was taking a shower while touching her breasts and vagina. Her
large breasts made Old Liu's penis bulge in his pants.

"I like this beautiful writer," said Xiao Zhang, pointing to room 203. "I'll go to 505 and help this
young woman organize her documents." Old Zhang chose the voluptuous woman.

"Okay. I'll go set up the ventilation system now." Old Liu had already dealt with the two owners. As for
the big-breasted loli he liked, he'd figure out how to seduce her after work
that night unconscious.

At a special control panel, Old Liu entered the room number and pressed the red button.

At that moment, a small box in the ventilation system of rooms 203 and 505 opened, and a colorless
gas slowly entered the room

. The beautiful writer in the scene yawned, feeling sleepy, swayed her body, and fell asleep in less than five
minutes .

Similarly, the voluptuous female lawyer in white pants simply put her legs down, buried her head, and fell asleep.

The three of them calmly returned to their office, dealt with the malfunction in their genitals, and then went
to . As they passed the office area, many employees greeted them warmly.

The elevator stopped at room 505. Old Zhang touched a spot on the elevator with his ring. At this moment, the program
activated , and the entire floor's surveillance entered overlay mode. It didn't record new footage, but
instead copied the corridor footage from a few minutes ago when no one was there—otherwise, there would be video switching points due to changes in lighting
.

The second instruction of the program was to automatically lock all the room doors on this floor for only 10 seconds. This way,
even if someone tried to open the door and couldn't, it would only take a few more turns. Even if there was suspicion, it would be assumed that there was
a minor problem with the lock. Besides, 10 seconds is a very small chance of being disturbed in a day.

Old Zhang looked around, saw no one, and rushed out. In a few quick steps, he successfully entered the voluptuous female
lawyer .

On the third floor, Xiao Zhang encountered someone waiting for the elevator. He discreetly ran his ring over the switch, then stepped out.
The elevator doors closed in two seconds. He walked to the room opposite the elevator, swiped his ring across the door, and entered
the beautiful writer's room.

Chapter Four Afternoon Tea 'Insert'

Xiao Zhang entered the room and straightened his penis, which had been erect for only a few seconds after entering. The glans was protruding from the edge of his underwear,
near his belt.

Wearing only his clothes, Xiao Zhang spread the voluptuous lawyer's legs and slowly
freed his penis from his pants.

He placed one arm around the outline of the writer's white bra. Without further ado, it was
daytime , and with dinner in two or three hours, he usually went out to eat or meet people.
Therefore, he needed to relax and prepare, unlike at night or in the morning.

Xiao Zhang helped the beautiful writer onto the computer desk, then carefully undressed her,
pulling up her clothes. He unceremoniously dipped his penis into her teacup, wetting it, and then used his middle finger
and thumb to gently
insert clitoris. He began to stir, vibrate, tap, and shake, then withdrew and inserted again.
After about three minutes, the writer's vagina, sensitive from years of self-stimulation, began to moisten. Soon, a
series of pleasant splashing sounds filled the air.

Meanwhile, Lao Zhang had already removed the woman's white trousers and underwear. In this prone position, he
thrust his body forward, penetrating her full buttocks. He then climbed onto her back,
closing his eyes, feeling the elasticity of her buttocks and the feeling of her loose,
bottomless . The woman only started to get a little wet after five minutes of penetration, indicating that she either
did too much or too little sex.

He continued thrusting into her loose, dry vagina with sheer willpower. *Slap. Slap slap.* Old Zhang increased
the range of his thrusts, and finally, the pleasure began to intensify, especially the moments of impact to her buttocks and withdrawal from
her vagina.

Young Zhang quickened his pace, watching the beautiful writer's full buttocks being relentlessly pounded by him, making *slap slap* sounds.
The sound of water dripping from the small, overflowing vagina was heard. A pair of hands gripped the female writer's bra, and he began
thrusting forcefully into her uterus. Finally, with a final clench of his teeth, his glans ejaculated while his gluteal muscles twitched,
enjoying the dual satisfaction of his semen inside the female writer.

Xiao Zhang wiped his penis clean on the beautiful writer's buttocks, then put it away and left the room.
He activated technique again, but this time the switch was to place the ring against the door where the room card was inserted.

This instruction was completely absent from the front desk's room key log.

It took Xiao Zhang about 50 minutes from entering to ejaculating. The rest of the work would be handled personally by Old Liu, the security chief.
General Manager Wang would simply give him the room number, and he would wait in the elevator surveillance footage. Once he saw Xiao Zhang or
Old Zhang, he would clean up the mess. As for the initial instruction, the elevator would be handled similarly, but more complexly, involving a
complete subtraction process; the Zhang father and son would not be visible in the recording. Of course, normal activity wouldn't trigger the command
.

When Xiao Zhang appeared, Lao Liu sent one of his trusted men to clean up. This
man pushed a regular cleaning cart into room 203. He took off his pants, had sex with the female writer again, and then began cleaning
her genitals, both inside and out. He then used a vacuum cleaner to thoroughly vacuum her clothes before drying
her genitals, wiping them clean, and dressing her. Then, comparing it to the initial scene, he positioned the female writer
and used a special solution to clean the carpet stains. Of course, this image doesn't include
the video ; it's just a few screenshots Lao Liu captured.

Next, Lao Zhang ejaculated onto the voluptuous female lawyer's buttocks and then left gracefully. This time,
Lao Liu went alone. After spending some time with the voluptuous woman, Lao Liu waited for his confidant. The two
moved the female lawyer and the things on the bed, changed the sheets, and took the female lawyer to the bathroom to undress. They played around until 5 o'clock before
cleaning up . Then they restored everything and left at 5:10. The corridor was locked again, and the video was overwritten.

Lao Zhang and Xiao Zhang were in their suite 707. They took a shower, changed into new clothes, checked their watch, and called
the driver . The driver had already bought gifts and returned downstairs to wait for his master and young master.

The two got into the car, without asking or looking at the gifts in the trunk. They lit cigarettes and watched
the news .

The car drove smoothly and slowly on the road. Whenever Xiao Zhang and Lao Zhang saw
a beautiful woman , they would look through the one-way window, only focusing on the woman's thighs, breasts, or
pretty face. This was the only time they liked a beautiful woman in motion.

The traffic was heavy, a bit congested. The two rolled down their windows, looking around at the incredible traffic and city,
feeling the lively atmosphere of being surrounded by people. Even the driver, known for his good nature, glanced at the beautiful female
drivers and passengers in the cars next to them, though his eyes didn't betray any lust, just a casual glance out of boredom.

The car continued moving, blowing away the cigarette smoke from inside.

Actually, the two women at home, even if not drugged and raped, had been repeatedly slept with by two unscrupulous men, young and old, under the pretense of wife-swapping .
However, tempted by money and a luxurious lifestyle, they didn't refuse or feel disgusted;
instead, they would dutifully call occasionally to check on
their husbands and invite them home for dinner. Then, in the evenings, they would be played with by their husbands, either alone or together. Life was just like that—being fucked by rich men,
being fucked by poor men, being fucked by men who loved them, being fucked by men who didn't love them.

This world is so realistic; the sooner you wake up, the sooner you're free; the sooner you're free, the sooner you can enjoy life.

Fortunately, these two men rarely brought other women home, and they still treated the two women as wives.

Everyone lived in this tacit understanding.

Chapter Five: Night, Family Life

Around 7 PM, the car slipped into the Tianhu Villa community under the cover of night.

The security guard at the gate saw the car and simply nodded. Although there was no salute, this gesture
was appreciated by the residents; it wasn't overly exaggerated, but it demonstrated the excellent discipline of the community security guards.

At the entrance of Building A8, the driver, at Xiao Zhang's signal, went home after work. He drove off directly. If there was any
emergency, Xiao Zhang would call. For extremely urgent matters, the community had public cars and drivers available
for 300 yuan a night.

This was the good thing about the Zhang father and son; they never used their power to oppress their subordinates. Therefore, although their subordinates knew
they were bad, they were willing to be bad with them, and were utterly loyal and devoted.

Carrying expensive clothes and jewelry (which the driver and his wife had bought), the father and son chatted and laughed as they entered
the living room. Two female bodyguards followed behind the eldest and youngest wives.

These bodyguards were hired by the Jiawa Bodyguard Company to handle the family's security. Despite being women, their skills
were comparable to the driver's, and their professional ethics were very high. However, a rather
absurd aspect was that their salaries included sexual services; SM and similar activities were available at any time
…

The two women approached, one of them pushing a stroller with a child inside.

"Husband,"

"Husband,"

two sweet voices made Old Zhang and Young Zhang feel refreshed. Damn, wives have their advantages,
who can argue with that?

Each hugged their own wife, but their hands still reached out to touch the other woman's buttocks or breasts. This caused the two women
to giggle repeatedly.

A middle-aged woman, resembling a maid, began serving the dishes. She lived in a side room on the first floor. When the old man was home , she would usually do housework in her room and wouldn't come out. The room had a fully equipped
bathroom . This woman was mute and was the mother of one of Old Zhang's former comrades-in-arms. She was in dire straits, so Old Zhang arranged for her to work as his housekeeper. The old woman, though old, was not in a bad mood. She observed the somewhat strange family dynamics but didn't seem to care. She simply did her job well, and had already saved 300,000 to 400,000 yuan. When she could no longer work, she planned to go to a nursing home. 　　There was also a tall woman in the house who appeared excessively thin. Her body was completely covered by clothing, except for her hands, which were covered in scars from healed wounds. This 30-year-old woman was...

A pitiful woman, driven somewhat irrational by her husband's beatings.

This woman was the subject of Xiao Zhang's business trip. He saw a woman rush out onto the street, nearly hitting his
car . While he and the driver got out to check if she was hurt, they saw a man chasing after them with a cleaver
. Incredibly, out of so many passersby, this man, covered in blood and wielding a cleaver, was the one chasing them.
However, the blood wasn't his; it belonged to the woman.

The driver kicked the cleaver away and then delivered a powerful leg sweep, leaving the man sprawled on the roadside. Before the incident could be fully described,
the woman crawled to Xiao Zhang's feet, pleading that she would do anything to save his life. Even
in her desperate will to survive, she wouldn't touch even the hem of Xiao Zhang's expensive trousers with her blood-stained arm
, despite the hem being right in front of her.

On one hand, Xiao Zhang had seen countless women. Although this woman looked bloodied and ashes
, the shape of her buttocks encased in cheap pants suggested she possessed a certain kind of "famous organ.
" On the other hand, he felt sorry for her, so he ordered the driver to step on her while she resisted
. This man, Xiao Zhang, was consumed by rage and ferocity.

This woman, named Zhang Lan, was very beautiful and possessed a "famous organ." Her
husband had taken her virginity in college through dishonorable means, and she had submitted to him. Unfortunately, this man was a heavy drinker and smoker,
and his health deteriorated within a few years. Unable to satisfy himself, and still yearning for his wife's alluring genitals,
he began beating her. Any small offense resulted in a brutal
beating . Over the years, Zhang Lan's appearance had become haggard and ravaged.

Today, Zhang Lan couldn't take it anymore and said she wanted a divorce. And this was the result. If she hadn't run away quickly,
she might have been beheaded. She had no doubt that her enraged husband would kill her and then disembowel
her . More terrified and desperate than ever before, she tackled her drunken husband,
stormed out the door, fell, got up, and kept running.

She didn't cry for help; she just ran through the crowd, unsure where to go, but knowing she had to
run as fast as she could.

A few minutes later, several police cars arrived. Because so many people were making phone calls, the officers thought
some .

The driver, timing it perfectly, released his foot from the man's neck,
freeing it from the man's struggling hands. He smiled sinisterly and stood beside the car,
a distance that even a regular bodyguard like Mr. Zhang wouldn't dare stray too far from.

He did this intentionally, because the man, now reeking of alcohol and filled with extreme rage, rolled on the ground several
times, picked up a knife from a distance, and the onlookers scattered like wildfire, expanding
their circle to surround the three men, one woman, and their car.

Xiao Zhang was already sitting beside the car, tearing his clothes into pieces to
bandage the poor woman's wounds on her hands, arms, and legs. The more he bandaged, the angrier he became. Such a good
woman , beaten and bruised all over. The more he bandaged, the more wounds appeared, the less bandaged they became
. The knife wounds on her arms were particularly horrifying, deep enough to expose the bone.

It was an utter waste of talent. At the same time, for some reason, tears welled up in his heart, as if they were about to
spill over.

(Some people might ask, aren't the Zhang father and son the kind of bastards who drug and rape women? Haven't they had their conscience
eaten by dogs countless times? Well! Human nature is complex. We are born with a mouth to eat and
a penis to fuck. To fuck, we will stop at nothing. That's a loss, but it's just to satisfy
desires and to violate women for a different kind of stimulation. But this is different. This is all about
enjoying the harm of killing people. That's about it. Or the simplest explanation is that

human nature is complex and cruel. Bad people can ignore their own badness, but they can
react angrily to the badness of others. Hehehehe.)

Xiao Zhang's hands became more and more gentle. The woman's face, mixed with cheap cosmetics, was already a mess of tears. In
his life, Xiao Zhang had only cried for a woman twice, except when his mother passed away, even though the
woman was so disheveled and had no beauty at all.

The officers parted the crowd and saw a man wielding a cleaver lunging at a seated man. The
man sitting next to the car was bandaging a woman, completely oblivious. A young man dressed as a driver
seemed hesitant, as if unsure whether to step forward and take the blow to protect the seated man.

"You damn cowardly wimp!!!" one of the young officers shouted, seeing the nearby driver not
protecting his master while he, even at a few meters away, couldn't get close enough. If the man on the ground took that blow, his brains
would be splattered.

Thud! Thud! Two sounds rang out. It seemed the officer wasn't the only one with the same thought; the brutal cleaver-wielding man
had two holes in his head.

The driver, satisfied, jumped up and kicked the cleaver-wielding man's
body, sending it flying several meters, landing right in front of the officer who had fired the shot.

Then came another reverse kick, the force of the kick brushing past Mr. Zhang's head, but his face remained expressionless
as he carefully examined the woman's wound and began bandaging it. A few strands of hair fluttered slightly in the wind, and the woman,
her eyes still brimming with tears, stared blankly at Mr. Zhang's equally tearful and earnest
face.

He deliberately kicked the cleaver high into the air, causing the crowd to panic. Many fled in terror,
and more than one person wet their pants. A large group stumbled and screamed, running for their lives. Then,
damn it! The cleaver spun strangely in the air and landed with a thud on the ground , barely two meters from
where it had flown. The man, suppressing a laugh, turned and went to help his master bandage the woman.

Damn it! That son of a bitch driver! Wow, this guy is so handsome! He'd be so good to give her my first time
! The fooled crowd erupted in various cheers and shouts.

"Wow!!!...Wow, ugh, cough cough!" The young policeman, firing his first shot to quell the violence, was even more shocked to witness his
first close-up view of a corpse with its head blown open; vomiting was inevitable.

Suddenly, he felt his slightly trembling hand gripping the gun being pulled, rendering him immobile. Then, the gun was pointed at the ground.
The young policeman was startled and was about to resist.

"Xiao Zhao, don't get agitated, relax, don't let the gun go off, put it away." Captain Zhang's calm voice came from behind.

He had seen Xiao Zhang by the car the moment he arrived, and he also saw the man with the cleaver about to commit further violence. Without thinking, he fired
a shot at the head. Unexpectedly, his rookie subordinate in front of him fired a shot almost simultaneously, just as quickly.
As for the two policemen who arrived later, they hadn't even figured out what had happened. They glanced at the body on the ground
and went to vomit.

Xiao Zhang pretended to wipe the sweat from his face, but actually he was wiping away the tears he had been forcibly holding back.

The policemen knew they had been tricked by the driver, but seeing the pitiful woman, if no one was around,
they would have loved to go up and fire another burst at the man's corpse, and then whip it for an hour or two.

At this moment, they were not angry at the driver's actions, but instead, they tacitly pretended to comfort the frightened
two men and the victimized woman. They knew that even if you locked him up for 10 years, he would still
continue . The best way was to make this kind of person disappear forever, solving the problem once
and for all .

He stood up, and together with Captain Zhang, they carried the woman into their car and took her to a nearby hospital. Thus,
a woman who held a special place in his heart was brought home a month later.
More than a year had passed. Perhaps this woman was a special person to him? Or some kind of coordinate? A reference point…

This was also the only woman Old Zhang hadn't shared with his son. Old Zhang treated this poor woman like
his daughter, and more importantly, she was a thorn in his side that his son had never encountered before.

Once, when his wife was menstruating, he didn't want to bully this
woman who never argued with him or his mother at home. However, with nowhere to vent her menstrual frustration, she started to provoke him. Fortunately
, he managed to control himself, only making a few sarcastic remarks.

As a result, a female bodyguard from nearby came over and slapped her across the face, leaving her bewildered. He wouldn't let it go,
punching and kicking the female bodyguard. Strangely enough, the bodyguard didn't fight back even when kicked in the groin or punched in the chest. Seeing she hadn't
gotten anywhere, Xiao Zhang's wife turned and cursed, "It's all because of you, you damned scarred woman!" This time, the bodyguard
slapped her again, but this time with more force, swelling her face and knocking her to the ground. She then called
Xiao to complain.

This time, Xiao Zhang didn't say anything, hung up, and returned home
in half an He didn't say anything, carried the scarred woman to a room on the first floor, and called the bodyguard
in to ask her what was wrong. Less than five minutes later, Xiao Zhang came out, his face as red as a liver, glanced at
his wife, and then went upstairs to the second floor. He ransacked the entire second floor, including the rooms he and his wife owned,
leaving nothing but broken furniture and appliances—even the bathtub was shattered.

Except for Old Zhang, whose eyes were somewhat fixed on her, the rest of the family was trembling with fear… Old Zhang seemed to see
himself in the past, impulsively fighting for his woman, remembering how he
single-handedly took down four wanted criminals to protect her. Looking at his missing little finger, he felt a bittersweet mix of emotions, mostly loss
.

Young Master Zhang truly loved the scarred woman, but due to his nature, he couldn't remain faithful.
However no one could hurt that woman even a little more.

Next, Young Master Zhang went downstairs, sat on the sofa, and said coldly, "I don't want
to repeat ." He then spent the night in the scarred woman's room to compose himself.

After this incident, the scarred woman remained like a ghost in the house, increasingly avoiding everyone else,
only watching intently when Young Master Zhang returned. Only then would she sit beside him
for a family meal.

Young Master Zhang and Old Zhang gave their gifts to their wives, and then handed some gifts to Young Master Zhang to take to the scarred
woman's room on the first floor.

The room offered a view of the mountains and lawns behind, its windows sealed shut with metal bars—a
request from the scarred woman herself
. The other two women wouldn't come to the grassy area; they didn't want to offend their husbands for a pitiful woman who rarely appeared in their sight.

Dinner wasn't lavish, but it was delicious. The female bodyguards took turns on duty and eating, while the old woman ate and
watched TV in her room before cleaning up. The scarred woman sat to the left of Mr. Zhang, quietly eating with him, not
participating in their conversation, like a transparent person. They didn't
hide from her when they talked or made intimate gestures, because her expression was relaxed; she simply didn't like to talk, yet the warmth of the house
was palpable .

Actually, the other two women had no conflict with her, occasionally exchanging a few words, but
all her affection was reserved for Mr. Zhang. She liked what he liked, and as for Mr. Zhang's wife, after that incident
, she would occasionally greet the scarred woman with a smile, calling her "sister," as if nothing had happened.

In her large room, the scarred woman spent her days reading or sculpting, slowly forgetting the pain of
the past few years, even feeling somewhat grateful that those years had led her to meet this man
—the man who shed tears for her.

After dinner, the four of them went upstairs to the master bedroom, while the old woman and the scarred woman cleaned the dishes. This wasn't
the scarred woman's job, but as the daughter in Old Zhang's eyes, and the sore spot in Young Zhang's heart, she was allowed to do whatever
she wanted. Besides, for the scarred woman, cooking and washing dishes with the old woman made her feel more like a member of the family.

One of the female bodyguards ate an apple in the kitchen, also helping the eldest son. That's how people are; beneath the professional
facade , everyone has a personal side, right?

Another female bodyguard accompanied the four upstairs, waiting for the men's instructions—whether to go in and join them
or sit by the door. Today, she was lucky; Young Zhang had kept her in the room.

The Zhang father and son sat on the large bed that could easily fit seven or eight people, each embracing one of them. At this point, they no longer cared
who was whose husband and who was whose wife; they were all family.

Soon, clothes and underwear were flying everywhere. This time, the game was different. The four men stripped the female
bodyguard naked and began groping her. The younger Zhang's wife, who held a grudge, deliberately pinched the bodyguard's vagina while probing it.
He pinched her clitoris as revenge, but she quickly forgot all her love and hate, because her
father-in-law had already penetrated her. Then her legs went weak, and she became a submissive, pampered little bitch.
Under the attack of her father-in-law's glans on her flower-like vulva using special methods of penetration, she went limp on the bed, her juices flowing freely.

Mr. Zhang and his stepmother continued to manipulate, or rather serve, the female bodyguard. In this kind of sexual activity, there was no
longer any distinction between identity and profession, only the difference between penis, numbness, lips and anus, only
the difference between men and women, or between the dominant and the submissive.

"Hmm, Little Xin's juices are getting more and more abundant, she's really developing well!" Mr. Zhang licked the female
bodyguard 's blond-haired girl's private parts, becoming increasingly satisfied with the development and development of this 21-year-old girl's genitals.

"Hmm, let me take a look too, hmm, Little Xin, I must try her later." Old Mr. Zhang also looked
over, but his body remained in the same position, maintaining the posture of conquering the little bitch in front of him.

Hearing the lewd sounds, Xiao Xin spread her legs even wider.

The three downstairs finished cleaning, and the female bodyguard used a remote to close all the windows on the first floor. Metal panels sealed
the entire house, a kind of post-apocalyptic protective device installed by the Zhang father and son, based on the concept of Resident Evil.
The entire building could be completely sealed, withstanding a maximum water pressure of 3000 meters.

After doing all that, the old woman went back to her room to rest.

The scarred woman and the female bodyguard, while caressing each other, scouted the second floor. Seeing no one, they went to
eavesdrop.

Although the scarred woman also wanted to participate in the sexual game, she was afraid of upsetting Xiao Zhang because she
had exposed .

Actually, Xiao Zhang didn't mind the scarred woman being with his father; he only had one concern: that the scarred woman not be
harmed by anyone else while under his protection. However, this manifested as a strong possessive
mentality .

He never said he loved the scarred woman, but when they were alone, he often said, "I will protect you for life,
and no can hurt you even a millimeter."

The two women outside the door, listening intently, couldn't help themselves. They stripped off each other's clothes and started playing 6/9 on the large sofa
by the door It was the first time the scarred woman had eavesdropped and played 6/9 with other women here, and she soon
began moaning ecstatically. Xiao Zhang, with his good hearing, heard this and curiously opened a crack in the door. He saw
a snow-white buttock facing him, and the scarred woman's tongue was obediently licking between her buttocks.

It was the first time Xiao Zhang had seen the scarred woman playing with lace, and he watched with great interest. Meanwhile, on the large bed, Old Zhang continued to have sex with
his daughter-in-law, while the other two women were wildly excited, their four large breasts shaking. Their small breasts, sometimes
opening and sometimes closing due to their playful antics, made Old Zhang's penis, in a doggy-style position, vibrate and throb even
faster at its clitoris. His daughter-in-law squirted; she was too sensitive and climaxed immediately. Old Zhang continued thrusting, prolonging her
orgasm , until no more fluid sprayed from her vagina beneath her high-raised buttocks. Only then
did he roll over like the other two women, like a child seeing a favorite toy.

He and his wife each grabbed one of the female bodyguards' legs, and then Old Zhang thrust his long spear in, turning her already soaking wet
vagina into his holster. He used his penis, mixed with his daughter-in-law's love juice and pubic hair, to
slick up the bodyguards' originally dry pubic hair.

"Wife, look at this young lady, she's much wetter than you, a 25-year-old woman. Come, let Daddy see if your
genitals are wet." Old Zhang pulled his daughter-like wife over and teased her.

"Daddy! You're so naughty, I won't show you, it's because you said I'm old." The woman wasn't
angry , but instead seduced him. Old Zhang was almost 60, but his penis was still hard, he wasn't fat, and he was muscular and handsome.
A man is supposed to be in his prime at thirty, but even a mature, handsome man like this possesses boundless
charm .

"I'll deal with you, you little brat, later," Old Zhang patted his wife's pert buttocks, while she
was currently kissing and touching the female bodyguard's breasts.

Young Master Zhang, watching the two women through the crack in the door, slowly masturbated, waiting. He watched as the
scarred woman brought the female bodyguard to orgasm first, spurting out a stream of fluid, then the bodyguard collapsed onto the scarred woman,
motionless. The scarred woman was enjoying the licking, but the stimulation suddenly stopped, leaving her feeling empty.

Seeing his chance, Young Master Zhang, pretending not to notice, opened the door, casually turning his head
as if he hadn't seen the two, and whispered inside, "I'm going to get some water. I'm so thirsty." Actually, one person inside
was lying down, and the other three were busy; none of them paid any attention to what was happening.

Upon hearing her man's voice, the scarred woman's legs went weak and closed with a mixture of shame, anger, and fear. She gushed with
vaginal fluid, then lost control of her bladder, urinating uncontrollably onto the female bodyguard's face. This caused the bodyguard, who was still suppressing her orgasm,
to react slightly. She then continued to enjoy herself
, rubbing her head lovingly against the scarred woman's smooth, wet legs, clearly enjoying the triangle area beneath her.

"Uh! What's going on with you two?" Little Zhang feigned surprise as he walked over, lovingly
smelling the scarred woman's helpless expression between the bodyguard's legs.

He picked up the bodyguard, and the scarred woman rolled onto the floor. Little Zhang then lifted her up and carried her to the sofa
like . Then, her vagina tightened, and a large penis entered her little bitch's vagina.

The scarred woman was insecure yet sensitive. Her anemone-shaped genitals completely captivated Xiao Zhang, making him
forget about technique and sexiness. Between her slender thighs and small buttocks, he felt a strange, irresistible
pleasure in waves. In less than 10 minutes, Xiao Zhang ejaculated. Looking at
the scarred woman, her face flushed and her heart pounding, he gently asked if she wanted to try being with two
men .

He carefully observed her expression; even the slightest hint of unease or fear would immediately
dissuade

woman thought for a moment, then nodded shyly and angrily. Now Xiao Zhang didn't know whether to be happy or
frustrated. But ultimately, he thought that as long as he didn't hurt her, nothing else mattered. Besides, with
his father on top of her, they could definitely make her feel very good.

He carried the scarred woman into the room. His father was already having sex with the last woman who hadn't yet reached orgasm—himself…
Soon, his stepmother, with her buttocks raised, was also brought to orgasm by his father's "Ah. Ah.
Ahhhhhh .

Old Zhang was very satisfied; the "Ahhhhhh" mantra he had developed that morning on that short-haired
model was indeed effective. He no longer needed to feel that his small glans was a disadvantage. Hehehe.

Turning around, he saw his son holding the scarred woman. Seeing the scarred woman's dazed eyes, Old Zhang knew that this
woman was not easy to satisfy.

He sighed. In the end, he and his son still had to share everything. Looking at his son's somewhat awkward smile,
Old Zhang shook his head with a smile.

He placed the scarred woman next to his father, whose penis had already yielded a huge and glorious result.

"Godfather, fuck me, I like it, and Brother Zhang agrees. We'll be a family, won't we?"

"Good daughter, sigh!!!" Old Zhang didn't finish his sentence, but gently lifted the scarred woman's thin,
beautiful legs. Then, looking at the bloodied mouth of the sea anemone, his eyes filled with despair. For so many years,
he hadn't seen anyone like her except his wife.

He closed his eyes, tears welling in his eyes, and his tears flowed freely as he thrust inside, savoring the sensations he hadn't
experienced . His penis was massaged by the undulating suction, and once it went deep inside, there was no turning back. The glans
pressed against her clitoris at high speed, savoring the feeling he hadn't experienced in so many years.

This time, Old Zhang didn't thrust much before ejaculating. Then, he silently pulled out his penis, somewhat dejected, and collapsed
to the side, closing his eyes and reminiscing about the past.

Although Old Zhang ejaculated quickly, he still brought the scarred woman to orgasm. Little Zhang returned
, his big mushroom rampaging recklessly on the sofa inside the piston.

"Ah...ouch...ouch...ah...ah...ahhh..."

A series of "slap slap slap" sounds rang out as the scarred woman's small, thin vulva finally emitted a series of wet, slapping
sounds that hadn't been heard in years. "

Mmm, wife, good wife, I still love you, I love you so much." Xiao Zhang pressed down on the woman beneath him , who was clinging to him like an octopus, passionately kissing the scarred woman's lips as she made those ecstatic sounds. The scarred woman's lower abdomen undulated like waves, and her anemone-like vagina below, like a dying anemone, twisted and tightly constricted. 　Unfortunately, the vaginal lubricant was so abundant that even this super-absorbent vagina couldn't fully hold onto the man's penis. Instead, stimulated by the huge, throbbing penis and the piston-like action of the large glans 　　, it released its grip, released its climax, and the man had reached heaven. His lower body only felt the intense, rushing, and throbbing sensations of pleasure, maintaining the orgasm. Xiao Zhang felt the scarred woman's vagina lock up and instinctively clench, clench, clench...clench...contract, contract. The ugly woman's lower abdomen bulged with a strange indentation. 　　He pieced together power, allowing his glans to press deeply against her clitoris after his beloved wife had just lost control of her bladder [full text], pouring out scalding semen, then turning over again amidst the scarred woman's final climax sigh. 　　He tenderly stroked the scarred woman's body, now breathing evenly, carefully examining each scar. Those scars were no longer pitying ugliness, but a beautiful new stimulation. Indeed, those scars gave this famous woman an unparalleled cruel beauty, a cruel sensuality. 　　Old Zhang also came over, but he placed the female bodyguard's head on his penis, making her half-asleep, half-awake , giving him oral sex. 　　Then Old Zhang gently touched the scarred woman's wounds, with an expression of appreciation and amazement. 　　The father and son looked at each other and smiled bitterly. 　　"Now the family really has a new treasure. I'm adopting her as my daughter, you decide what to do," Old Zhang interrupted . 　　"Of course, she's my sister, my wife, and occasionally my stepmother. Heh, it's complicated." 　　The old man and the young woman chuckled strangely. 　　Waking up in the morning, a new day, new sunshine, a new mood—the scarred woman seemed to have completely forgotten the past, laughing and joking with the bodyguard and the two young mistresses. 　　In the morning news, the Zhang father and son announced in a high-profile manner that the scarred woman had become their daughter, their own daughter. This was very inexplicable; the old men [the whole text] couldn't understand it at all, but they all sent their blessings as a courtesy. There are many more absurd . Everyone just took it as a wake-up call in the morning. 　　　　　　　　　　　Chapter Six: Old Gou's Secretary (End) 　　These past two days, the Zhang father and son had been holed up at home, sleeping with their women, ejaculating countless amounts of semen and collecting countless amounts of vaginal fluid. 　　Friday arrived, the two took a hot bath, kissed their five women goodbye, and said goodbye to their housekeeper. Dressed casually, they got into the car driven by the driver who had been waiting for so long. 　　Heading west, they went to Old Gou's house in the wealthy district on the other side of the city. 　　Five other men of varying ages accompanied him. Old Gou had his female secretary greet them briefly, then prepared a large amount of good cigarettes and a game of chess. After having the secretary wait on them for a while, he told her to go to the bedroom to rest, while he kept the group company. 　　The secretary, Anqi, was wearing a light green blouse worth over 10,000 yuan. Her pert breasts, which attracted everyone's attention, remained a mystery to them. What kind of miraculous ? Although the men were all seasoned lechers, their curiosity was piqued , and their lust was at its peak. 　　Old Gou and the others continued their small gambling, seemingly genuinely focused on the game, ignoring the sight of Shu Min's retreating figure. 　　About ten minutes later, Lao Gou turned on the TV. It showed Shu Min returning to her room with Lao Gou, starting to undress, then slowly pulling down her panties, revealing her slender, shapely legs, her mature, hairy crotch, her flat stomach, and a small, protruding navel. Then, under everyone's silent gaze, her green bra was removed. Her bamboo shoot-shaped, cone-shaped breasts, though , didn't sag; instead, they stood proudly erect. The small, pointed nipples and delicate , undissipated areolas made even the most composed woman uneasy. She involuntarily raised her hand to her crotch, adjusting her swollen, stretching panties. 　　Lao Gou, too, took the remote and sealed off the entire villa. The bodyguards outside were already used to this.

The large wolfhound patrolled the area.

Everyone remained silent, as if afraid of being discovered by Shu Min, patiently waiting. Shu Min took out
a bottle of milk, gulped it down, wiped her mouth clean, crawled into bed, picked up a book
, and read for less than a minute before falling asleep.

Actually, all the food and drinks in the room had been replaced with spiked versions by Lao Gou. Even so, one time
everyone waited until after 4 a.m. before the woman could drink.

Because what to drink was a bet; whoever guessed correctly would join the first bidding group.

Unfortunately, this time everyone guessed correctly, and the order could only be decided with money.

The bidding process was quick; in less than 3 minutes, 50,000 became 500,000, but this wasn't even the full story. Everyone wore
expressions that said, "I'm so poor I only have money left."

"Hey!!! Are you all obsessed? It's not like we can't have her, it's just a matter of who goes first,
why make such a fuss?"

"No way, I want to go first!"

"Me too!"

...

Seeing the situation getting a bit out of control, Lao Gou smiled and tried to smooth things over, saying, "Okay, since everyone likes this
girl, we can only solve this by gambling. Of course, you all know the rules. I'll give this woman a breakup
fee, everyone contributing 500,000, no problem, right? If...^ those who don't gamble, just give...^ 50,000 and go last."
He deliberately emphasized "not gambling" and "50,000. "

Everyone pulled out their checkbooks without hesitation and started writing down their amounts, afraid of being looked down upon if they were late.

At the gambling table, no one was left out, everyone contributed 500,000 as chips, Lao Gou included.

"This is a one-shot deal, no problem, I'll be the referee," Lao Gou said.

They bought the betting points, and soon the order was decided.

The seven of them went to the room together, turned on the lights, some took out cameras, some put on condoms, and some
watched .

The first one was a large, fat man. Amidst the hungry and envious gazes of the crowd, he picked up the girl with pointed breasts. With
the help of Lao Gou and Xiao Zhang, he held Shu Min in his arms, spread her legs, and, with trembling hands, supported her small
buttocks, placing her tiny opening onto his large, short penis before lowering it.

Shu Min lay drowsily in the fat man's arms, his large buttocks twitching on the bed, a shallow thrust followed by a swaying motion.
The fat man's short, fat penis quickly showed signs of being ready to fire. He pushed the woman back, pressing her down
and continuing to thrust for about a minute before ejaculating inside her with pleasure, then rolled off the soft mattress and onto the woman
.

Next came a skinny, bald old man with a 20cm long, thin penis. Each time, he easily
penetrated deep into Shu Min's flower core. The old bald man was like an engine; once inserted, his penis went in and out, in and
out, in and out repeatedly, while he also pinched her nipples, occasionally sucking on them.
His was evident.

After ejaculating inside her, Shu Min's private parts and lower area were covered in a muddy mess.

"Ah, this girl's lower part is so comfortable, it's a purse hole... oh... comfortable," the old bald man squeezed
Shu Min's legs, enjoying the final pleasurable sensation of his penis cleaning her.

Xiao Zhang walked over, dragged the woman to the bedside, her buttocks, her slit, her peach-shaped vulva, her swollen labia,
her pink anus. Without a word, his penis plunged in, enjoying the woman's grip, her suction, her tightness, and his
forceful withdrawal. He was about to ejaculate in 3 minutes.

Next up was Old Zhang, still chanting his mantra, and then the sounds of slapping began. The woman was close to
climaxing and Old Zhang ejaculated first.

Below him, a burly man with an even larger member was also in the doggy style. This big man
wasn't exactly gentle; he thoroughly stretched Shu Min's small vulva, finally
bringing her to orgasm through her vagina, while also making the unconscious Shu Min squirt and thrust.

"Hmm, this chick is really good. After everyone enjoys [the whole thing], I'll take her," the big man lewdly laughed.

"Zhao Xiong, how about doing me a favor? Our Zhang family has taken a liking to this woman and wants to recruit her as the general manager's secretary.
If you insist, then pretend I didn't say anything," Little Zhao said indirectly.

"I'll pass on the favor, but Little Zhang, how about I get to enjoy your modeling agency's location
a couple of times... oh, just once, that'll do."

"Then it'll be a pleasure to cooperate." He shook hands with Zhao Xiong, who was naked and had a limp penis.

Next was an old man with a sallow complexion and some swelling. He lasted for over 20 minutes before ejaculating a little,
which he considered his pleasure. It was all Zhao Xiong's fault for that bear-like penis.

The next two also finished quickly. Yes, after watching the previous man enjoy himself for over two hours, the next
man's penis was painfully hard. Finally, he barely penetrated, thrust a few times, and ejaculated.

Then it was time for the next man to enjoy himself alone, while the others went to find rooms to sleep or chat
.

Xiao Zhang and Lao Zhang spent the rest of the night having sex with this beauty three times in Shu Min's mouth and anus. Lao Gou called two
bodyguards to clean up the mess, and then Lao Gou, holding the cleaned-up Shu Min, ejaculated and
fell asleep on top of her.

The next day, Shu Min woke up feeling unable to move and in great pain in her lower body. She thought about the men from the previous night,
but wasn't sure, because when she looked between her legs, there was only some semen from Lao Gou.

Old Gou said he slept soundly last night, and even after being fucked several times, he didn't wake up. He wondered if she wasn't feeling well,
so he told her to rest in the house. After Shu Min fell asleep, he continued to drug her, letting her
sleep comfortably for two whole days under the doctor's care. She only woke up after her vagina recovered, and this time she had no suspicions.

A week later.

"Shu Min, the Zhang father and son I met last time want to hire you as their general assistant. Do you want to go?
The annual salary is 800,000."

"What do you mean? Are you going to give me away?" Shu Min questioned.

"You can think whatever you want, but I don't want you anymore. This is a 3 million breakup fee. You
can think whatever you want, but isn't our relationship just about money? Shu Min, this is society, this is reality.
If you wanted to go to the Zhang Group, they would still treat you as a talent. Here, you're just a prostitute, aren't you? But I
won't treat you unfairly; you can spend this 3 million however you want."

After a long, dazed look, Shu Min accepted
the check—less than a tenth of what she had earned after three months of fawning over Lao Gou. She stared blankly at Lao Gou

's handsome face, a mixture of confusion and embarrassment. She had been drawn in by his good looks and maturity, only to become a slave to money.
What had happened to her?

Lao Gou pushed Shu Min onto the sofa, pulled out his penis, and pressed her, her clothes torn, beneath him once more.
Shu Min resisted, refused, but was ultimately brought to orgasm and incontinence. Lao Gou savored
the pleasure of her final resistance.

He soothed the now-lost Shu Min, cleaned the evidence from her vagina, changed her clothes, and
drove her to the Zhang family's house.

The door opened, and the Zhang family walked in with smiles.

"Welcome, talented Shu. I told you, our group really needs you."

Shu Min's expression was blank, utterly devastated by the cruel reality. Those firm breasts seemed
a little dejected.

"I've delivered the person, I'll be leaving now." Old Gou knew that 660,000 would be transferred to his account tomorrow as
a transfer fee.

"Come in, don't think too much." Xiao Zhang gently took Shu Min's hand and led her into his living room.

Shu Min didn't think about going home until she was eating. This afternoon, she was first dumped, then Old
Gou used 3 million to rape her, and then he spread her vagina open in front of her and washed
her for a few minutes. Then, like a dog, she was dressed and given to the Zhang family, but the Zhang
family and their women were all very kind to her...

Could it be that she... Ugh, my head hurts so much, I can't understand.

At this moment, an arm covered in scars but not flinching reached out. It stroked the dizzy
Shu Min , and then Shu Min felt her head being pulled into the arms of a very elastic woman.
It felt like her mother's embrace.

The next moment, someone reached under her skirt and pulled down her panties. The movement was gentle, yet
irresistible Was it the wife of that young Mr. Zhang?

That night, Shu Min joined this big family. As a welcome, everyone gently teased and played with her.
She experienced countless orgasms from men and women that night. As the night passed, Shu Min's smile and radiance
returned, and her breasts stood erect as before.

"So, the best medicine in this world is sex," Shu Min thought with a small, blissful feeling.

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