[Urban] A Romantic Transformation (Complete) - 37

Chapter 166 While fucking her, he talked to her husband on the phone.

Back in Jiangcheng, Tang Ziliang called He Yue. He Yue was home. Upon hearing Tang Ziliang's voice, her tone immediately brightened, and she giggled, "Brother, I was just about to look for you."

Tang Ziliang said, "Okay, I also need to talk to you. Come to Mengfei." Tang Ziliang remembered that bar; the environment was quite tranquil.

He Yue giggled, "Brother, come to my house. You're welcome to visit and give me your guidance."

Tang Ziliang was slightly taken aback, then laughed, "Then wait for me, don't let me get the cold shoulder!"

He Yue's new home was elegantly decorated, with brightly colored floor tiles and white lace curtains that had a dreamy, fairytale feel.

The candlelight on the coffee table was dim, with a few small dishes and a bottle of red wine. Tang Ziliang chuckled, "Trying to be romantic?"

He Yue wore a yellow floral dress; the soft chiffon fabric clung to her just-developed body, accentuating her curves. She wore white high-heeled crystal sandals, her bare feet, without stockings, were fair and delicate, her toes playfully curling upwards.

Tang Ziliang coughed lightly, withdrawing his gaze from He Yue. He Yue giggled, "If you don't look now, you won't see me again!"

Tang Ziliang fell silent, about to speak, when He Yue offered him a glass of red wine: "Brother, this is for you. In a few days, you won't see me anymore."

Suddenly realizing he would truly part ways with He Yue, Tang Ziliang took the glass and subconsciously took a sip; it tasted somewhat bitter.

Both were silent for a while, sipping their wine. When He Yue poured herself her fifth glass, Tang Ziliang couldn't help but snatch the wine from her hand, saying, "Don't drink anymore."

After a long while, He Yue slowly sat down next to Tang Ziliang and gently leaned into his arms. "Brother, are you angry that I went to the grassroots level without telling you?" He Yue's face was flushed with a little alcohol, making her even more charming and alluring.

Tang Ziliang swirled his wine glass and gently shook his head.

"I... I just wanted to work hard, to try to catch up with you, to be worthy of you a little more..." He Yue stared at Tang Ziliang, her gaze filled with helplessness and confusion.

Tang Ziliang's heart tightened. He gently pulled her closer, saying nothing. He sighed inwardly, "He Yue, I'm not that good. In front of you, I feel utterly ashamed."

"Brother, promise me you won't get promoted too quickly. Wait for me, okay?" He Yue held out her little finger. Tang Ziliang's throat tightened. He nodded gently and hooked his finger with He Yue's.

He Yue slowly drifted off to sleep, not even having time to carry out her plan of self-sacrifice. Leaning against Tang Ziliang's chest, she murmured, "Brother, tonight I... I'm yours..."

Tang Ziliang found it somewhat amusing, but more so, he felt a pang of heartache. How could he bear to face the innocent and naive He Yue?

Tang Ziliang never saw He Yue again after that, but from his conversation with Sister Ma, he learned that He Yue was now working very hard and diligently, successfully graduating first in her cadre training program.

Then, he received a call from He Yue, "Brother, this Sunday, you have to give me a farewell dinner, okay? I'm going to Xinpu on Monday."

Hearing He Yue's cheerful words, Tang Ziliang was silent for a moment, then softly said, "Okay."

"It's a deal." He Yue hung up the phone.

Tang Ziliang was somewhat dazed. After a long while, he slowly put down the phone. He had a feeling that something he didn't want to see was about to happen.

Then, on Thursday, he received a call from his second uncle. It was the weekend, and Old Master Xu wanted to see him. Tang Ziliang considered the time and called He Yue to tell her he would be returning to Beijing on Saturday and could only see her off on Sunday evening.

He Yue giggled and said, "Okay, I'll wait for you at home, don't be late!"

The next morning, Tang Ziliang went to work and saw Shangguan Xiaofang in a sleeveless jumpsuit, her long hair flowing, her bare feet sometimes raised, sometimes flat, looking incredibly sexy. Suddenly, Tang Ziliang was consumed by lust; the desire he had suppressed all night erupted again. He steeled himself, rushed over, grabbed her, pinned her against the wall, and began to roughly knead her breasts.

"Let me go...no...please..."

Tang Ziliang ignored her, his right thigh pressing against the inside of her legs.

"Oh...no...my colleagues are outside." She struggled, panting, but was helpless against Tang Ziliang.

“Look at you, so wanton! No wonder your husband can’t satisfy you. Have you missed me?” Mentioning her husband, Tang Ziliang was both jealous and excited.

“You…you’re almost the district party secretary, how can you still be so lecherous?” She struggled, her face flushed with anger.

“Lecherous? I’m Ximen Qing, and you’re Pan Jinlian! Becoming the secretary means you can’t be close to women? I’m not going to become a monk.” Tang Ziliang enjoyed the sensation with his hands, his mouth constantly teasing her with lewd words, arousing her lustful side.

Sure enough, she let out a series of moans. Tang Ziliang knew she had surrendered. He used his mouth to unzip her suit, and she reached out and hooked her arms around his neck. Tang Ziliang couldn’t help but find it a little funny; just now she had been acting like a virtuous woman. He

quickly removed all her clothes. This wasn’t a hotel, and his colleagues were outside; he had to finish quickly.

Without much caressing, Shangguan Xiaofang lay on the table. Tang Ziliang spread her legs, thrust his penis in, and began to pump. She couldn't help but moan. After a few minutes, a shout from outside the door startled them both.

"Xiaofang! Xiaofang! Your husband is calling you! Where are you?" It was her husband calling his wife.

"Hehe! He'll never guess that his wife is being fucked by another man!" Tang Ziliang's upper body pressed against Shangguan Xiaofang's chest, lewdly teasing her. She glared at Tang Ziliang, who deliberately intensified his thrusts into her tender opening. It was clear she was trying her best to hold back, her eyes a mixture of reproach and pleading.

"Mmm...mmm...no...mmm...please...don't make me moan." Shangguan Xiaofang was already nervously begging for mercy.

"Call me good husband, good brother!" Tang Ziliang wouldn't stop until he got his way.

"Oh...oh...you...how...um...good...good husband...good brother, spare me..." The situation was urgent; she had no choice but to submit.

"Mmm! Good girl...good brother loves you." After thrusting all the way in, looking down at her, Tang Ziliang felt a thrill of conquest.

Her cheeks flushed, she gasped for breath, her chest heaving. The touch of Tang Ziliang's large, white breasts was moist and tender; it was impossible to tell whose sweat it was. She closed her eyes tightly and turned her head away, not daring to look at Tang Ziliang. It was clear she was both ashamed and excited.

Finally, the cries outside the door stopped. Tang Ziliang withdrew his penis, picked Xiaofang up, and made her sit on the table with her back against the wall, her legs spread wide, her feet able to support her on the tabletop. Her body was slender and shapely, like a toy at Tang Ziliang's mercy. At this moment, her vulva was completely exposed; her labia were everted, the bright red flesh, combined with the semi-turbid vaginal fluid, was truly a feast for the eyes.

Tang Ziliang picked up Shangguan Xiaofang's panties and made her bite them. Then he began to kiss Shangguan Xiaofang's private parts with his tongue. The wet pubic hair pressed against Tang Ziliang's nose, and he could only smell a pungent, fishy odor. Tang Ziliang slowly penetrated deeper. Xiaofang, stimulated by this, made moaning sounds and squeezed her beautiful legs even tighter. Tang Ziliang had to use his hands to separate the woman's beautiful legs.

Suddenly, Xiaofang's whole body tensed and then relaxed, and her vagina gushed out. Tang Ziliang knew she had orgasmed again.

A while later, Tang Ziliang turned Shangguan Xiaofang over and made her face down on the table. Just then, Tang Ziliang's cell phone rang. While answering the phone, Tang Ziliang thrust his hard penis into Shangguan Xiaofang's tight, wet vagina.

"Hello!"

It was Shangguan Xiaofang's husband calling. "Director Tang, this is Shangguan Xiaofang's husband. I need to speak with Xiaofang urgently. Do you know where she is?"

"I don't know either. What is it? Tell me, and I'll pass on the message."

Tang Ziliang secretly rejoiced. Almost there, almost there, I'll be fucking your wife good soon! You can talk to her later.

Tang Ziliang grabbed Shangguan Xiaofang's round buttocks and thrust all the way in. Xiaofang couldn't help but gasp. "Ah~ be gentle."

"Director Tang, what are you doing?" On the other end of the phone, Shangguan Xiaofang's husband heard the woman's moan. The voice sounded familiar.

"Oh! Nothing, my female colleague almost fell, I helped her up!" Tang Ziliang took the phone away and chuckled softly, "I've made your wife scream."

Shangguan Xiaofang turned and glared at Tang Ziliang.

Tang Ziliang smiled and continued his rhythmic, nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, coordinating with her movements.

"Alright, Director Tang, please tell Xiaofang that I have to go on a business trip soon and will be back in three days. Tell her not to worry about me.

" "Okay. I'll definitely pass it on. I'll hang up now." Your wife is being fucked by me and moaning lasciviously, she doesn't have time to worry about you.

After hanging up the phone, Tang Ziliang immediately sped up his fucking. "You slut, of all the women I've been with, the feeling of having sex with you is the best!" This wasn't a lie; fucking her while talking to her husband on the phone was incredibly pleasurable.

"You're so filthy!"

"I'm a filthy adulterer, you're a shameless whore, we're a match made in heaven!"

Xiaofang snorted, not answering, and delivered her final blow with even more force.

"Oh...oh...oh...don't ejaculate inside!" Shangguan Xiaofang was also very scared: "Re...really don't, today is my fertile period." Having learned from her previous experience, she opened her small mouth and tried to get up.

Tang Ziliang ignored her, his despicable nature revealed. He gripped her slender waist even tighter and thrust in deeply, then a gush of hot fluid shot out. She cried out "Ah!" and her whole body shuddered.

Tang Ziliang ejaculated four or five more times before he was done. She had no more options. Tang Ziliang then turned her over, raised her legs, and made her straddle his shoulders, ensuring that all his semen was stored inside her and could not flow out again. Only then did he release Shangguan Xiaofang.

Chapter 167 Before the wedding,

Tang Ziliang had sex with his fiancée's sister-in-law. Friday He took the train back to Beijing that evening, arriving in the morning. His second uncle sent a driver to pick him up and take him back to that mysterious duplex courtyard house.

After a nap, he woke up around lunchtime, but Old Master Xu wasn't home. The housekeeper, Aunt Li, said he had gone to catch up with his old comrades.

After lunch, Tang Wandong went into Tang Ziliang's room. In the few months he hadn't seen him, Tang Wandong had a few more gray hairs, and his face was somewhat thinner. Tang Ziliang was slightly taken aback. Was he unhappy at the ministry?

Upon seeing Tang Ziliang, Tang Wandong smiled gently: "Little guy, you've been doing very well lately. In a few years, you might even surpass your second uncle."

He pulled Tang Ziliang to sit down at the coffee table and asked, "How are things? Have you considered going south or coming to a ministry? Your grandfather-in-law, Old Master Xu, also hopes you'll make a move." Tang

Ziliang suddenly looked up. He had finally gained Old Master Xu's approval. The old man's interest in his career was a clear signal, but Tang Ziliang didn't want his development to be bound by his family step by step. After all, no matter how wise Old Master Xu was, he couldn't have foreseen Tang Ziliang's innate advantages.

Tang Ziliang pondered for a moment and said, "I still want to train in Liaodong for a few more years." Tang Wandong nodded and smiled, "That's right. At your age, you should indeed hone your skills more down there. It will be very beneficial for your growth. But Xiao Liang, you're about to marry the Xu family's daughter. You can't be separated right after the wedding, can you? I think it's better for you to return to the provincial party committee for now. We can talk about the future after things have stabilized."

Tang Ziliang was completely stunned. Marriage? Tang Wandong's words were like a bolt from the blue, leaving Tang Ziliang's ears ringing and him speechless for a long time. "

Grandpa Ning and our Grandpa Xu have already discussed it. They'll hold your wedding before Xu Jing's birthday this year. It will be beneficial for you. You're not young anymore; it's time for you to settle down." Tang Wandong smiled and picked up his teacup, clearly looking forward to the marriage.

Tang Ziliang's mind went blank, unsure how to react, but then his second uncle continued, "These next few days, go visit relatives with Miss Xu. I've already spoken to the Liaodong authorities and asked for a few days off. There are bound to be many things to do before the wedding." Tang

Ziliang listened blankly to Tang Wandong's words, his heart filled with confusion. He didn't oppose the marriage with his younger sister, and knew it was bound to happen sooner or later, but now that it was here, Tang Ziliang was lost. He knew that once they were married, many things would change.

Tang Wandong noticed Tang Ziliang's distracted state and patted him on the shoulder: "Think about it yourself." She got up and walked out.

In front of Tang Ziliang, Xu Jing was always like a snow lotus on an iceberg, aloof and dazzling.

So that day, Tang Ziliang was like a puppet controlled by invisible strings, following Xu Jing to visit people he knew or didn't know, including Xu's relatives and friends, as well as Tang's close relatives and friends. Everywhere they went, they were filled with praise and blessings. The golden couple dazzled countless eyes, bringing glory to the family and causing an unknown shock to the political arena in the capital.

As night fell, the red sports car slowly stopped at the entrance of that mysterious courtyard residential area. Looking at Tang Ziliang, who was silent in the passenger seat, Xu Jing asked softly, "Tired?"

Tang Ziliang silently shook his head. If anyone was tired, it was probably his younger sister, who disliked such trivial matters, who was even more tired than him. Tang Ziliang knew he shouldn't give his sister a hard time. But in his heart, he felt extremely suppressed and really didn't know how to vent.

"Want to go for a drive?" "Xu Jing suggested softly.

Tang Ziliang shook his head, glanced at his watch—it was already past seven—and looked at his little finger, which seemed to still hold the smooth, tender touch and the unwavering promise.

Tang Ziliang pushed open the car door and got out, slowly walking into the mysterious alley. Watching his back, Xu Jing was stunned for a long while before starting the sports car.

In the simply styled study, Tang Ziliang expressed his different opinion on Old Master Xu's decision for the first time: "Old Master Xu, I don't think it's the right time to get married. The reshuffling of officials in Liaodong's cities and counties will begin in June and end in August. I can't waste this time preparing for the wedding. I think the wedding should be postponed."

Old Master Xu stared at Tang Ziliang for a long time. Tang Ziliang's courage slowly dissipated under Old Master Xu's gentle gaze. Finally, Tang Ziliang lowered his head.

"Heroes are easily swayed by emotions. Xiao Liang, I'm very disappointed in you." Old Master Xu

ignored Tang Ziliang, spread a sheet of Xuan paper on the felt mat on his desk, selected a relatively large brush from the brush holder, ground some inkstone, and then lightly and evenly dipped the brush in the ink.

Tang Ziliang was stunned for a moment, then turned and slowly walked out of the study. The guard gently closed the study door, and at that moment, Tang Ziliang's heart trembled. He knew he had disappointed Old Master Xu. He

returned to his room in a daze, lay down on the bed like a dead man, looked at his watch, and then at the telephone on the bedside table, hesitating. Make a phone call? But what would he say? "I'm getting married?"

Time passed second by second, each moment Tang Ziliang endured immense torment.

At the entrance of a charming residential compound in Jiangcheng, He Yue, wearing a white Burberry plaid trench coat bought for her by Tang Ziliang, stood gracefully beside a white Jetta. Still relying on her hands? How can that be satisfying? Forum reputation guaranteed! 3D male masturbator, anime virgin physical sex toy, highly realistic genital shape! Inhaling and exhaling rhythmically, irresistible! Click to enter.

She glanced at her watch from time to time, took off her pager and shook it, checking if something was wrong.

The distant chimes of the Golden Bell Tower, striking twelve, echoed on the wind. He Yue gazed blankly at the road ahead, murmuring softly, "Brother won't go back on his word, he won't..."

Finally, she wiped away the tears from her eyes, got into the car, started the engine, and drove off into the unpredictable future...

Tang Ziliang returned to Jiangcheng on Wednesday afternoon. Before his return, his second uncle had relayed the old man's message: the wedding could be postponed, but it had to be completed this year. Tang Wandong added earnestly, "Xiaoliang, you must remember, you represent more than just yourself."

Tang Ziliang was troubled. What would happen to He Yue after the wedding? What would happen to Qian'er? Would he and his sister-in-law from his previous life, and his wife from his previous life, never have a chance again?

"Sir, you seem very troubled. Would you like to relax a bit?" A woman in her mid-twenties stood beside Tang Ziliang's car, her skin fair and radiant with a healthy glow. She had rosy cheeks and almond-shaped eyes with a slightly hazy quality, like pools of autumn water. She had delicately arched eyebrows and small, red lips that were always pursed in a half-smile. She wasn't very tall, but she possessed a slender and graceful beauty.

Tang Ziliang invited her into his car, and the two began to chat.

The woman's name was Wang Dan, twenty-nine years old. Her husband, Xu Ming, was 33, and they had started a business eight years ago. It had been very successful, and they now had assets of over two million yuan. They had a six-year-old son. Because Xu Ming's parents lived in Beijing, and the little boy needed his grandmother, Xu Ming had brought his wife and son to Beijing.

Xu Ming had another woman, and Wang Dan, feeling miserable, wanted a one-night stand to get revenge on her husband.

Coincidentally, Tang Ziliang was also feeling troubled, and the two got along very well, so their conversation flowed naturally.

A privately licensed Audi drove out of No. 45 Fengqiao Road, and after about half an hour, arrived at Wang Dan's house. Wang Dan took out a metal key-like object and inserted it into the lock; click, the iron gate opened. The house was huge and magnificent. Tang Ziliang noticed a pair of beautiful women's sandals lying on the floor by the door, and one of the room doors was closed.

Tang Ziliang also saw a family photo on the easel. The woman in the wedding dress was really beautiful; it was Wang Dan from seven years ago. As soon as he saw the photo, his penis started to get hard. "Wang Dan, you're even more beautiful and sexy now than when you were young."

"Hehe, you really know how to talk."

On the large and comfortable mahogany bed lay a beautiful young woman. Her long, black hair was tied in a ponytail and trailed on the snow-white pillow. Her hands were bent and placed on her lower abdomen. Her alluring breasts rose and fell gently with her breath. Her body was slightly turned to the side, revealing her beautiful curves. The hem of her light blue nightgown only covered the top of her thighs, and her tiny white silk shorts could barely cover her private parts, with some mischievous pubic hairs sticking out. Her entire fair and lustrous legs were exposed, smooth and tender. Her smooth ankles and crystal-clear toes could ignite the desire in any man. Tang Ziliang walked to the bedside. Soft, slightly transparent fabric clung to Wang Dan's full breasts, clearly showing she wasn't wearing a bra; her dark red nipples flickered in and out of view with her breath.

Looking at Wang Dan's full, almost bursting breasts, Tang Ziliang's penis was already erect. He quickly stripped off his clothes, revealing a huge, thick, black penis standing erect between his legs. Tang Ziliang bent down, reached out, and in one swift motion, pulled down Wang Dan's shorts.

Wang Dan was startled. "Your thing is so big?"

"Don't you like it?" Tang Ziliang lewdly pounced on her.

What excited Tang Ziliang were Wang Dan's pair of fair, adorable little feet, her rounded, alluring ankles, delicate and seemingly boneless, her ten exquisite toes shimmering like a string of precious jade. Tang Ziliang found it hard to breathe, swallowing hard.

However, Wang Dan tightly clamped her two tender, white, and slender legs together, preventing Tang Ziliang from seeing her mysterious vulva. He could only fantasize about her round and elastic buttocks.

"Take off your clothes!"

Sure enough, after a moment of silence, under Tang Ziliang's intense gaze, Wang Dan slowly took off her nightgown and threw it aside, along with her dignity as a young woman. Her trembling, warm, and full white breasts spread out to the sides, completely exposed before his eyes. Her red nipples stood erect, trembling helplessly, covered in sweat, shimmering with an alluring light, rising and falling with her breath, awaiting cruel ravaging.

"You're so beautiful!" Seeing this beautiful woman, Tang Ziliang's mind went blank. He felt a good sensation when he touched her earlier, but he didn't expect it to feel even better when he saw it. He swallowed hard, reached out and grasped her breasts, which resembled ripe peaches, kneading them. He lowered his head, taking her small, red nipple into his mouth and gently licking it with his tongue. Meanwhile, his right index finger and thumb pinched and gently rubbed Wang Dan's nipple.

A surge of electric-like stimulation shot through Wang Dan's body, causing her to tremble slightly, her nipples gradually hardening.

Poor Wang Dan felt as if two flames were burning in her chest, making her mouth dry. Her snow-white body was exposed before Tang Ziliang, being played with by him. She had never even imagined such a thing before, yet today it was truly happening to her. "No, no, please, bite gently..." Wang Dan continued her feeble struggles and pleas.

Tang Ziliang moved his mouth to Wang Dan's navel, then slowly to her pubic hair. Wang Dan's pubic area didn't have much hair, but it was rosy and her tightly closed labia aroused Tang Ziliang's intense lust. He began to lick and suck the edges of her labia with his tongue. After kissing her genitals, Tang Ziliang moved closer to his mouth, wanting to kiss Wang Dan's lips. "Mmm, no, don't, mmm!" Wang Dan desperately shook her head and tightly closed her lips, trying to avoid his kiss.

Tang Ziliang became impatient and quickly brought his mouth close, fiercely sucking on Wang Dan's lips and tongue. He spat Wang Dan's vaginal fluid into her own mouth.

"Ah, your vulva is so beautiful!" Tang Ziliang licked and sucked her labia again, constantly moving his hands to caress Wang Dan's lower abdomen and thighs. "So it was a C-section, no wonder your figure and vulva are so well maintained!"

Wang Dan cried out loudly, but soon streams of vaginal fluid flowed from her vulva.

Tang Ziliang knelt between her thighs, impatiently lifting Wang Dan's buttocks and placing her tender, lotus-root-like legs on his shoulders. Her alluring vulva was directly opposite his mouth, completely exposed. Looking down, he saw two plump, abalone-like labia, already soaked, with the soft, purplish-red labia minora slightly parted, a few clear drops of lustful fluid clinging to them, glistening and tempting. The pubic hair on either side was wet and glossy black, neatly plastered to her snow-white skin. The entire mons pubis, enveloped in the young woman's fragrance, amplified Tang Ziliang's arousal, making him even more excited.

This position filled Wang Dan with both shame and excitement, almost making her faint. Her red lips trembled as she pleaded in a weak, trembling voice, "Please...please, stop licking me there."

Tang Ziliang leered at her, then lowered his head and took her dripping vulva into his mouth. His slippery tongue deftly slipped into the narrow crevice, licking and sucking. He hadn't experienced that intense, burning sensation in a long time. Below, Wang Dan's pleas grew shorter and weaker, eventually turning into soft moans. Waves of tingling sensations, even stronger than before, surged from her private parts, plunging her mind back into chaos. The feeling of shame gradually faded, replaced by a submissive yearning.

After a while, Tang Ziliang lowered Wang Dan's legs, grasped his thick, hard penis, and rubbed it between her pubic hair and labia. He smeared the fluid from her wet labia with his fingers, then applied it around the large glans. Then, despite Wang Dan's struggles, he forcefully thrust his hard, erect penis into her vagina. "Ouch, ouch, it hurts! Go easy on me!" Wang Dan hadn't been fucked by her husband in a long time; Tang Ziliang's penis was much thicker and longer than her husband's matchstick. Wang Dan couldn't take it all. Tang Ziliang

ignored her, his hard penis thrusting relentlessly.

"Gurgle...gurgle..." Wang Dan's lower body was very wet, and her vagina was very tight. Tang Ziliang's thrusts made a "sizzling" sound, his penis penetrating deep into Wang Dan's vagina with almost every stroke. With each thrust, Wang Dan trembled, her red lips parted slightly, and she groaned. Tang Ziliang thrust over a hundred times in a row, leaving Wang Dan drenched in fine sweat, her cheeks flushed. Tang Ziliang placed one of her white legs on his shoulder, while the other leg was also raised high, swaying back and forth with his thrusts.

"Ah, oh... umm..." Tang Ziliang paused for a moment, then resumed his vigorous thrusting, pulling his penis all the way to the entrance of her vagina before plunging it in again, his scrotum slapping against Wang Dan's buttocks with a loud "smack, smack." The moans grew louder and louder, the breathing heavier and heavier.

"Ah, umm..." Each moan from Wang Dan was accompanied by a long gasp, her face tightening with each thrust. Tang Ziliang could feel Wang Dan's vagina contracting in waves, each deep thrust feeling like a small mouth trying to engulf his glans. Streams of vaginal fluid flowed down her buttocks and onto the sheets as his penis was withdrawn, soaking the area.

Wang Dan's full breasts heaved like waves on her chest, her small, reddish-black nipples standing out prominently. Tang Ziliang thrust a few more times quickly, then lowered Wang Dan's legs and climbed on top of her again. Wang Dan painfully endured his thrusts. Tang Ziliang's penis was thick and strong, like a bull's whip. Her vagina was filled to the brim by his cock, tightly gripping his manhood, allowing it to enter and exit at will. As his penis ravaged her, the resistance lessened, and a "sizzling" sound came from her vagina.

Tang Ziliang braced himself on the bed, vigorously thrusting his hips, watching Wang Dan's face grow increasingly flushed with each thrust, her eyes becoming more and more alluring, her two full breasts bouncing up and down on her body, extremely excited. Tang Ziliang thrust fiercely. His penis was hard and powerful, each time it reached her cervix, sending a tingling sensation through Wang Dan. She closed her eyes in shame, resisting her body's reaction. Tang Ziliang lifted her buttocks, his fingers digging deep into her soft flesh, his penis thrusting even harder. Perhaps the movements were too intense, Tang Ziliang suddenly felt a surge of intense pleasure rising in his lower body. He quickly put Wang Dan down, pressing her tightly against him, and began his final thrusts.

The man's breathing became heavy and rapid, and the speed of his penis's in and out suddenly increased. Wang Dan knew that the man's climax was approaching. She felt the excitement of her first affair. She didn't know what to do, so she could only turn her face away, letting the man thrust rapidly against her, tears streaming down her face. Suddenly, the man pressed heavily on her, his body tense, and a low growl escaped his throat. Wang Dan felt the penis inside her vagina deeply pressed against her uterus, pulsating and spurting out hot, sticky fluid—the man had ejaculated into her body.

"I slept with another man! He penetrated me and ejaculated inside me!" Wang Dan was somewhat terrified, her mind blank. Her vagina was still contracting rhythmically, and semen flowed down her beautiful, fair thighs.

Tang Ziliang lay on top of Wang Dan, panting for a while, then stroked her breasts with satisfaction, laughing, "That was fucking great! Your vagina is so tight, it doesn't feel like a married woman with children, it's like a little girl. I want to fuck you again."

Tang Ziliang immediately pressed down on her again. As soon as he pressed down, he spread Wang Dan's legs apart without saying a word. White foam and semen covered her genitals, thighs, lower abdomen, and the sheets under her buttocks. She had completely stopped moving, lying there limply, her legs straight and wide apart, her whole body still, only her vagina was writhing, thick semen was still overflowing, and her vaginal opening was contracting rapidly.

Tang Ziliang knelt up, raised the front of her feet with both hands, then brought his lower abdomen close and pushed his penis into Wang Dan's vagina.

The moment his penis entered her vagina, Tang Ziliang suddenly groaned, and then began to slowly thrust his thick, hard penis in and out. "Wow, it's so warm inside, so much water in your vagina, wow, I didn't expect your vagina to be so tight, really, it feels so good to have my cock wrapped around it!"

Tang Ziliang kept rotating and grinding his cock inside Wang Dan's vagina. Wang Dan's body twisted and turned under his pressure, but her labia tightly wrapped around the man's rapidly thrusting cock. Tang Ziliang groaned as he changed the way he thrust his cock, sometimes thrusting quickly, sometimes inserting it all the way in, pressing his lower abdomen against the entrance of her vagina, making his cock rotate and thrust inside Wang Dan's vagina. Occasionally, he would pull his cock out until only a small part remained, then just use the thick glans to rub against the muscles around her clitoris. These actions caused Wang Dan's body to convulse, and the large amount of vaginal fluid she released mixed with the semen Tang Ziliang ejaculated inside her vagina, completely wetting the pubic hair around Tang Ziliang's cock.

Tang Ziliang abruptly withdrew his penis, and Wang Dan let out a soft "Ah!" She seemed somewhat reluctant to let go.

"Stand on the floor," Tang Ziliang slapped Wang Dan's buttocks. Wang Dan obediently stood on the floor, her hands supporting her on the bed, her round, plump buttocks raised high, revealing her wet labia. Tang Ziliang spread Wang Dan's legs apart, placed his hands on her waist, and thrust in with a "plop."

"Ahhh..." Wang Dan was almost knocked over by the impact of this entry from a different angle. Tang Ziliang reached under Wang Dan, grasped her full, round breasts, and began to thrust rapidly. Their flesh collided with a loud "slap, slap," and Wang Dan gasped and moaned, breathless.

Tang Ziliang thrust his hips a few times and said, "Take your hair down and let me see." Wang Dan had no choice but to straighten her back, reach behind her to untie her braids, and toss her head a few times. Her long, shiny black hair cascaded down her chest and back. As she stood up, Tang Ziliang's penis slipped out. He picked her up again, placed her on the sofa, made her lean against it, lifted her legs, and started fucking her while standing beside the sofa.

Wang Dan's loose hair fell in two strands from her shoulders to her chest. Two strands of hair were scattered in front of her two full breasts. With Tang Ziliang's thrusts, her body swayed constantly, and her hair tossed back and forth beside her bouncing breasts, the black and white hair creating a unique and alluring effect. Tang Ziliang's eyes blazed with desire, and he thrust harder and harder. After a frenzied session, as Wang Dan's vagina contracted, he ejaculated streams of hot semen into her body. Wang Dan trembled uncontrollably, lying motionless on the carpet, a stream of milky white semen flowing from between her swollen labia.

Afterwards, Wang Dan actually gave Tang Ziliang a check for ten thousand yuan. Tang Ziliang was somewhat angry, took out his wallet, and pulled out three thousand US dollars. This was equivalent to twenty thousand yuan.

Wang Dan was stunned, not expecting Tang Ziliang to be even more wealthy than her. Suddenly, she saw a photo of Tang Ziliang and Xu Jing together. "Is this girl your girlfriend?" "She

's my fiancée. It's a political marriage; we're getting married soon."

Wang Dan's pretty face flushed. She hadn't expected that her own sister-in-law was actually her lover's fiancée.

If Tang Ziliang found out, she would soon become his sister-in-law—what would she do then?

Chapter 168 The Flesh and Lust Before the New Official Takes Office

Zhang Lan called before leaving work that evening, her first words being, "Getting married?"

Tang Ziliang smiled wryly and said, "Why am I never the first one to tell you?"

"Us?" Zhang Lan chuckled, "How many?"

Tang Ziliang sighed and said, "Not many, I'm exhausted. When are you coming to see me?"

This was the first time Zhang Lan had heard Tang Ziliang so listless, and she immediately became anxious: "Tang Ziliang, are you alright? Marriage is a joyous occasion, you should be happy!"

Hearing Zhang Lan's words, Tang Ziliang didn't know whether to cry or laugh, but he was mostly moved. Shouldn't he be the one comforting Zhang Lan now?

"Tang Ziliang, can I still call you 'husband' after we get married?" Zhang Lan asked timidly.

Tang Ziliang laughed, "Get lost! You won't call me that unless I tell you to? When have you ever been this obedient?"

Zhang Lan giggled, "I've always listened to you. You are the radiant sun, and I am the little earth, always revolving around you."

Tang Ziliang said helplessly, "You've learned to flatter me now." Zhang Lan said with a slightly aggrieved tone, "I meant it!"

Tang Ziliang sighed and said softly, "Zhang Lan, thank you."

Zhang Lan said gently, "Tang Ziliang, no matter what happens, I will be by your side to support you! So, don't be unhappy, okay?"

Tang Ziliang nodded.

Zhang Lan said softly, "Tang Ziliang, Mom told me that this is a crucial period for your career. I won't be visiting you these days. You should spend more time with your fiancée."

Tang Ziliang remained silent, unsure of what to feel. "I'm going to work in Xinhe District the day after tomorrow. Come over, I'm sorry."

The woman on the other end of the phone chuckled sweetly.

The reshuffling of leadership in Chu Dong City and its counties was proceeding smoothly, starting with the villages and towns, then the county party committees and governments. Finally, the city-level party committees and governments would be reshuffled, with the party committee reshuffling several months earlier than the government.

When he got home that evening, as usual, Xiaoqian ran over with her little hands tucked in. He picked her up and gave her a sweet kiss. Xiaoqian hugged Tang Ziliang's neck and returned the kiss.

Tang Ziliang chuckled, looking at the innocent and adorable Xiaoqian. Suddenly, a thought occurred to him: if he left, it wouldn't be convenient to see Xiaoqian again. After all, Xinhe District was a suburban area; he couldn't bring Xu Yanyun and Xiaoqian with him to his new post, could he? Frequent changes in environment are also detrimental to Xiaoqian's healthy growth.

Xu Yanyun knew that Tang Ziliang had been in a bad mood these days, so she didn't dare to approach him. However, Tang Ziliang called out to her loudly, "Xu Yanyun, Xu Yanyun, come here for a moment."

Tang Ziliang sat down on the sofa with Xiaoqian in his arms. When he saw Xu Yanyun timidly approaching, he frowned. Xu Yanyun was only wearing a short-sleeved white tank top, clearly without a bra. Her breasts were full and erect in front of her chest. She wore a light yellow floral skirt, and below the skirt, her pink and white calves were straight and round. Her delicate little feet wore a pair of cute red slippers with blue flowers.

Sighing, since he wouldn't see her for a few days anyway, Tang Ziliang refrained from scolding Xu Yanyun. He simply said, "Xu Yanyun, I want to sleep with Xiaoqian these days, is that okay?"

Xu Yanyun inwardly scoffed. Did he really agree to my saying no? With a sweet smile, she said, "Of course! I'm happy to sleep peacefully by myself. But Tang Ziliang, Xiaoqian isn't a very still sleeper; sometimes she kicks and thrashes around. You'd better be prepared."

Tang Ziliang nodded slightly and asked Xiaoqian, "Xiaoqian, would you like to sleep in the same room as your godfather?"

Xiaoqian nodded happily, but then touched her forehead. She whispered, "Godfather, you can't push Xiaoqian onto the floor again."

Tang Ziliang chuckled. Xiaoqian still remembered that time when he slept on the sofa, and she tried to squeeze into his arms, only to be pushed onto the floor and fall, getting a big bump on her forehead.

Tang Ziliang chuckled and hugged Xiaoqian tightly, saying, "How could that be? Godfather's bed is huge! Haven't you seen it?"

Xiaoqian giggled, lowered her head as if thinking for a moment, and then whispered in Tang Ziliang's ear, "Godfather, I've slept in your bed when you're not home. Xiaoqian loves Godfather's bed the most."

Tang Ziliang helplessly pinched her delicate nose, feeling a warm glow in his heart.

However, reality is always crueler than fantasy. The sweet moments with Xiaoqian only lasted until she fell asleep. Lying side-by-side on the large bed with Tang Ziliang, Xiaoqian looked blissfully happy, pulling her pink blanket over her face, then pulling it off repeatedly. Tang Ziliang, watching Xiaoqian with a heart full of warmth, finally couldn't help but ask, "What are you doing?"

"It's so embarrassing! It feels like I've married my godfather!" Xiaoqian seemed shy again, pulling the blanket over her face.

Tang Ziliang almost choked, pinching Xiaoqian's chubby little arm peeking out from under the blanket, laughing, "Such a little devil!" But in his heart, he felt a sweet warmth. Xiaoqian, in your past life, you were already married to me.

However, this sweetness vanished after Xiaoqian fell asleep. Tang Ziliang had just drifted off when he was suddenly struck hard in the lower abdomen. He jolted awake to find it was Xiaoqian's pink little foot, and the force was considerable. Tang Ziliang grimaced, clutching his stomach, and it took him a long time to recover.

Tang Ziliang didn't sleep well that night; Xiaoqian practically rolled around on the bed. Her little fists pounded on the bed, and it hurt quite a bit. Tang Ziliang didn't dare get out of bed, afraid that without him as a cushion, Xiaoqian would fall to the ground.

Luckily, Tang Ziliang was always full of energy; when he looked in the mirror in the morning, he didn't have dark circles under his eyes.

Xiaoqian woke up yawning and jumped into Tang Ziliang's arms. Tang Ziliang smiled wryly; Xiaoqian really wasn't cute when she was asleep.

During breakfast, Xu Yanyun kept glancing down and laughing, which infuriated Tang Ziliang. She must know Xiaoqian's bad habits well and knew he'd suffered last night.

Tang Ziliang couldn't very well ask Xu Yanyun for advice on how to sleep in the same bed with Xiaoqian, so he went to work sullenly.

Despite this, Tang Ziliang still insisted on sharing a bed with Xiaoqian that night. After several days, Tang Ziliang gradually figured out the trick: when he held Xiaoqian while sleeping, she would become much more docile, often like a kitten, not moving an inch, just like the Xiaoqian from many, many years ago, sleeping soundly in Tang Ziliang's arms.

In the following days, Tang Ziliang's phone was ringing non-stop. Director Zheng of the Industry and Commerce Bureau, Director Wang of the Civil Affairs Bureau, Wang Hao, Tian Chaoming's secretary, Kong Xiang'en, deputy secretary of the Discipline Inspection Commission, Tian Yi, director of the Economic and Trade Commission, Li Zhen, secretary of Secretary Yan, Chen Fangyuan, Hou Fugui, and so on. Tang Ziliang didn't even know when he had met so many people. Even that unlucky Yuan Youcai from the Department of Culture called to congratulate him and invite him to dinner.

When Xiaoqian got home that evening, she was wearing floral pajamas, hugging her Barbie doll, her bare little white feet dangling, and sitting cross-legged on the sofa watching cartoons. These days, Tang Ziliang hadn't been able to bring himself to say a harsh word to her, so Xiaoqian was watching TV quite casually. But when she saw Tang Ziliang enter the room, she quietly slipped off the sofa, slipped on her floral slippers, and tried to sneak into her room.

Tang Ziliang called out to her, "Xiaoqian, come here for a hug!"

Xiaoqian immediately giggled, ran over, and jumped into Tang Ziliang's arms, saying, "Godfather, smell how fragrant Xiaoqian is! Xiaoqian took a bath with Mommy's baby bath, hee hee."

Tang Ziliang smiled and nodded, saying, "Our Xiaoqian is a fragrant princess!"

Holding Xiaoqian, he sat down on the sofa and called out, "Xu Yanyun! Xu Yanyun!"

Xu Yanyun rushed out of her room. Seeing that she was wearing a loose white casual outfit, Tang Ziliang knew she was doing yoga. Tang Ziliang pointed to the sofa and said, "Sit."

Feeling a little uncomfortable with Tang Ziliang's recent amiable demeanor, Xu Yanyun obediently sat on the sofa, listening to what Tang Ziliang had to say.

Tang Ziliang said, "It's nothing much, just wanted to chat. Did you see how much money was on that card I gave you?"

Xu Yanyun wanted to shake her head in denial, but after secretly glancing at Tang Ziliang, she nodded anyway.

Tang Ziliang said, "There's 100,000 in there, enough for your expenses for several years. Of course, if there are any unexpected situations requiring large expenses, just call me and get it."

Xu Yanyun was taken aback and said, "Tang Ziliang, you mean...you want to move out?"

Tang Ziliang smiled, "It's not that I'm moving out. I have a new job assignment; I'm going to be the Party Secretary of Xinhe District."

Xu Yanyun exclaimed, looking at Tang Ziliang, a sudden pang of reluctance rising in her heart. Lately, Tang Ziliang's scolding seemed to have become a part of her life. She really didn't know how it would feel to be alone in the empty house with Xiaoqian.

Xiaoqian's eyes widened, "Is Godfather going to a very far place? For many years?"

Tang Ziliang nodded slightly, and Xiaoqian immediately said, "Xiaoqian wants to go too!"

Tang Ziliang laughed, "You're willing to leave your good friends? Your classmates, your teachers—if you come with me, you'll never see them again."

Xiaoqian suddenly hugged Tang Ziliang's neck, saying, "I don't care, I want to be with Godfather, I don't want anyone else... Waaah..." As she spoke, she burst into tears.

Xu Yanyun also tried to comfort her, "Yes, Tang Ziliang, take Aunt Li with you. Xiaoqian is reluctant to leave you, but are you willing to leave Xiaoqian?" Her eyes suddenly reddened.

Hearing Xiaoqian's heartbroken cries, Tang Ziliang felt a pang of sadness and silently hugged her tightly. "Silly girl, Xinhe District isn't far. I can drive for a little over an hour to come back and see you. I'll come back to see you every weekend."

Xiaoqian finally stopped crying, talked to Tang Ziliang for a long time, and slowly fell asleep. Tang Ziliang carried her into the room, covered her with a blanket, and stared at her blankly. Xiaoqian was biting her lip and frowning, as if she was crying in her sleep. Tang Ziliang felt a pang of pain in his heart and sighed softly.

Footsteps sounded behind him. Turning around, he saw Xu Yanyun. Tang Ziliang smiled and said, "Go to sleep. I'll sleep with Xiaoqian for a few more nights and then return you."

Xu Yanyun said softly, "Tang Ziliang, I know I'm no good at anything, I'm lazy and good-for-nothing, and you look down on me. You only took me in because of Xiaoqian, but I... I'm really grateful to you."

Hearing Xu Yanyun express her gratitude so earnestly, Tang Ziliang felt a bit uncomfortable. He laughed and said, "Alright, I've scolded you quite a bit too. Are you happy now that I'm leaving? But let me tell you, I..." "You need to take care of things at home and outside. I'll come back to see you every weekend."

Xu Yanyun nodded gently, glanced at Tang Ziliang a few times, then suddenly lowered her head and stammered, "That night, that night although you forced me, but, but... if you, if you still want to, I, I won't..."

Tang Ziliang was confused, but since he was leaving soon, he was too lazy to scold her and interrupted her, "Go back and rest. I'll go to Aunt Li's room and tell her."

Xu Yanyun said "Oh" and obediently went back to her room.

Sunday night, Tang Ziliang and Zhang Lan's love nest.

Zhang Lan got up and stepped out of the bathtub, standing on the bathroom floor. She reached for the showerhead and let it spray warm water. Zhang Lan wiped away the water droplets that had condensed on the mirror. The mirror in front of her reflected her face.

Her gaze shifted slightly downwards, looking down from above. Zhang Lan's breasts weren't very large, but they were firm, pink, and round, and compared to her body proportions, they appeared more slender and well-proportioned. Zhang Lan pressed the showerhead against her chest, touching her breasts with her hands. She flicked her nipple with her index finger, and the normally soft nipple hardened sensitively.

Zhang Lan closed her eyes slightly, slowly recalling the feeling of being caressed by Tang Ziliang. Suddenly, a throbbing sensation gripped her chest. Although not painful, it tingled and spread throughout her body. Even the untouched nipples hardened instantly. Zhang Lan cupped her breasts from below, pressing the showerhead against the tips of her nipples while slowly massaging her entire chest.

"Mmm..." Zhang Lan involuntarily groaned, her nipples hardening as if twisted, their usual pink color now turning almost dark red. This was due to the intense pleasure causing engorgement and swelling.

The showerhead moved down from her chest, the warm water washing over her lower abdomen.

"Zhang Lan, are you alright? Why are you taking so long to shower?" A knock on the door pulled Zhang Lan back to reality from her reverie.

"Uh, I'm done showering." Zhang Lan seemed to wake from a dream as she grabbed a towel to dry herself.

"You can shower now!" Zhang Lan dried her wet hair and opened the door to let Tang Ziliang in.

Her fair skin, after being soaked in hot water, revealed an alluring rosy glow. Gazing at his wife's radiant beauty, Tang Ziliang couldn't resist wrapping his arms around Zhang Lan's slender waist from behind, his hands wandering restlessly.

"Oh dear, what are you doing!" Zhang Lan's already flushed face turned even redder.

"What's wrong? We're an old married couple, anyway, just wait a bit..."

"Who said we're an old married couple? You can wait here." Zhang Lan giggled and pushed Tang Ziliang inside.

"Take your time showering." Zhang Lan picked up a hairdryer and sat in front of the dressing table to dry her wet hair.

Helpless, Tang Ziliang had no choice but to obediently close the door and shower. He wished he could just rinse off quickly and be done with it. He only knew that his beloved wife was extremely clean, otherwise he would have already pounced on her like a hungry tiger and had a good time.

"So comfortable!"

Zhang Lan lay comfortably on the bed, the soft light reflecting off her smooth, satin-like body, giving it a faint sheen. A hand slowly traced from the base of her breasts, along the ridge to the summit, creating an indescribable sense of beauty.

As if remembering something, Zhang Lan got up and took out her underwear from the wardrobe, slowly putting it on. Looking at herself in the mirror, Zhang Lan turned around,

"Won't it be too sexy?"

Zhang Lan's skin was smooth and delicate, from her breasts to her thighs, seemingly untouched by sunlight, appearing exceptionally white, especially her breasts, which had a vibrant sheen, revealing blue veins. At the apex were light pink areolas and small nipples, even more alluring under the half-concealment of the thin underwear, which could not hide her full hips at all.

"I'll wear this tonight!"

Zhang Lan smiled sweetly with satisfaction, tiptoeing to the bathroom door to listen for any sounds inside. The sound of running water ceased, and through the glass, a blurry figure was dressing. Zhang Lan hurriedly lay back down on the bed, turning to her side and feigning sleep.

After waiting for a long time without Tang Ziliang's advances, Zhang Lan opened her eyes and turned to see what was happening. Suddenly, a figure pounced on her.

"Ah! You're so annoying..." Before she could finish speaking, a warm tongue had already probed inside. "Mmm, mmm" sounds escaped from their intertwined mouths.

"You rascal!" Zhang Lan gasped, pinching Tang Ziliang's cheek. After a moment's pause, her soft, moist lips pressed against his. Zhang Lan completely ignited Tang Ziliang's passion, responding fervently to her advances; their tongues intertwined, their breaths growing hotter and more rapid. Zhang Lan's soft body pressed closer and closer. The sudden contact, combined with the man's breath, gradually made her weak, her arms limply encircling Tang Ziliang's neck.

"I almost melted," Zhang Lan said, Tang Ziliang smiling as he propped his head up with one hand.

Zhang Lan, her face flushed with desire, teased, "Want more?"

"Of course!"

Tang Ziliang pounced on her again, pinning her down tightly. His hands began to roam freely over her full breasts, kneading them gently but quickly. She went limp, her hands weak and powerless. Her delicate skin and sensitive nipples were incredibly alluring.

Tang Ziliang buried his face between her breasts, his tongue tracing the flesh, landing on her pink nipples, greedily sucking. His tongue circled and twisted around the nipples, while his other hand conquered the other breast, alternating between hands and mouth.

Zhang Lan grew increasingly excited, her lower body beginning to writhe. Soft, almost murmured words escaped her lips.

"Liangzi, Liangzi..."

Zhang Lan whispered Tang Ziliang's name, but the burning desire in Liangzi meant nothing by her words; he was focused solely on his assault. The transparent, lace-trimmed sexy lingerie had long since been pulled down to who-knows-where, revealing a tuft of pubic hair in an inverted triangle shape, which seemed to be emitting powerful electromagnetic waves, attracting the man's penis to quickly insert itself.

A hand lightly touched the thicket, wandering along the mountain stream. The moment it slipped between her thighs, it felt a wetness, and the entrance to her vagina seemed to be slightly ajar, awaiting its guest.

"Ah...ah...oh..."

Zhang Lan felt the burning glans pounding against the core of her vulva. Liangzi, too, was pushing his still-unreleased potential, thrusting with greater force and skill, sending Zhang Lan into the abyss of pleasure.

Her entire vulva gradually filled to the brim with his penis. Her clitoris slowly tingled, becoming hot and hard. Zhang Lan's legs were spread wide, swaying on Tang Ziliang's shoulders, the electric pleasure penetrating her from head to vulva in a straight line.

"Ugh..."

Feeling her waist rising, Zhang Lan bit Tang Ziliang's shoulder, desperately suppressing her high-pitched gasps. The intense pleasure made Liangzi thrust with all his might. The equally intense pleasure caused Zhang Lan to uncontrollably let out a series of breathtaking moans.

"Ah, so good..." A premonition of an impending explosion stimulated Zhang Lan, who finally couldn't hold back any longer.

"Ahhh... I can't take it anymore..." Her snow-white, full buttocks involuntarily thrust upwards and twisted, her soft waist trembling constantly. Her pink labia gripped the man's penis tightly, convulsing in waves, and glistening vaginal fluid flowed out in waves.

The woman couldn't control herself, letting out long and lewd moans; she felt as if she had ejaculated again and again, as if she had emptied her body.

Zhang Lan reached her peak orgasm, and Liangzi, unable to hold back in her convulsing vagina, thrust hard and ejaculated as well. After Liangzi completely ejaculated, Zhang Lan's vagina still clung to Tang Ziliang's penis, as if reluctant to let go.

Liangzi lay panting on her soft flesh, her face flushed, her long eyelashes fluttering, enjoying the afterglow of her orgasm.

Liangzi kissed the sweaty Zhang Lan, withdrew his penis from her vagina, then knelt on her breasts, his legs straddling her neck. His semen-covered glans was positioned directly against the woman's slightly parted red lips.

"You're so naughty," Zhang Lan smiled seductively, opening her mouth to take Tang Ziliang's glans in, swallowing the entire penis. (

Volume 4,

Chapter 169: Sleeping with the District Committee's First Beauty)

Xiang Dong finally became the Party Secretary of Xinhe District, the rightful top leader.

Several female colleagues in the District Committee office were quite generous, coming to shake hands with Tang Ziliang. Tang Ziliang hadn't managed to transfer Wang Lijuan and Shangguan Xiaofang, but among his new colleagues, he discovered two more beauties.

The beauties' small hands were cool, soft, and smooth, with a very pleasant feel. Although reluctant to let go, he only touched them lightly before releasing them; a good first impression was crucial, otherwise, there would be no more fun later.

After hearing the introductions, Tang Ziliang learned that the older woman was named Li Ting, around 28 or 29 years old. She was slender and pretty, with short, ear-length hair, wearing a well-fitting business suit, and had a beautiful figure. She had probably been married for a few years and had a very charming appearance. In the instant after shaking hands and turning away, Tang Ziliang noticed that Li Ting had a soft, slender waist and a full, round bottom. The curves from her waist to her hips were incredibly beautiful and alluring—a natural beauty.

The younger woman was named Yang Li, and Tang Ziliang was immediately attracted to her, his heart racing. Yang Li was tall, about 1.68 meters, with long, flowing hair, an oval face, and bright eyes. The moment she shook hands with Tang Ziliang, their eyes met, and both of them blushed slightly for no apparent reason. Yang Li's eyes were clear and bright, shimmering with a captivating charm, yet also seemed unfathomable. This must be what they call an electric shock; Tang Ziliang felt a tingling sensation in his heart, and his penis became erect.

After a brief introduction, Tang Ziliang explained his job responsibilities and instructed them not to rush into tasks, but to first review the materials and familiarize themselves with the situation. He also said he would visit various departments when he had time, and asked Li Ting and Yang Li to provide him with guidance and assistance. That morning, besides familiarizing himself with the situation in Xinhe District, Tang Ziliang kept glancing at his two beautiful female colleagues. His penis was hard, and he thought about when he could enjoy their company, pinning them down and playing with them at will… his lust was truly incurable.

Although Tang Ziliang was a playboy in college, his writing skills were quite solid. A graduate of the Chinese Literature Department, he had published numerous essays, novels, and poems. Li Ting and Yang Li both liked this young and talented district party secretary, and liked to talk to him and joke with him whenever they had free time.

Tang Ziliang had already made up his mind to create an opportunity to get his hands on his two beautiful female colleagues. Especially Yang Li, whose figure was stunning—slender yet voluptuous, with beautiful features and bright, sparkling eyes that seemed to reach your heart with just one glance, sending shivers down your spine. Her lips were perfectly thick and rosy, so alluring that every man wanted to suckle and kiss them, and perhaps even use them to blow on his lips. Her neck gleamed with an alluring luster, like white jade. Her breasts were firm and rounded, forming two beautiful little peaks beneath her thin white shirt. Her waist was slender and supple, naturally cascading down to form a perfect hip line. Her pert buttocks, encased in tight jeans, were even more captivating.

In comparison, Tang Ziliang preferred Yang Li in a silk dress, softly and tightly clinging to her slender figure, highlighting her curves perfectly. Her full buttocks were subtly revealed, occasionally showing the indentation between them, their perfect arc and alluring curves. The flowing skirt added to her captivating charm. Especially when the wind blew, her skirt clung tightly to her body, revealing a slight bulge beneath her flat, soft abdomen. Any lustful man knew that this was a woman's most alluring and delicate feature, instantly arousing his passion and causing his manhood to swell. Yang Li liked to wear high heels, and her swaying waist was incredibly seductive as she walked. Tang Ziliang often stared intently at her trembling breasts and swaying hips, his desire surging.

Yang Li mainly handled document receipt and transmission, and logistics management in the district committee office. She didn't have much direct contact with Tang Ziliang at work, but because they worked in the same department, their relationship was quite close. Over time, Tang Ziliang gradually became close to his two beautiful female colleagues. Tang Ziliang was a good writer, and they often praised and envied him, frequently seeking his advice. Tang Ziliang was also an excellent computer whiz, often helping them solve many inexplicable computer problems. This was also Tang Ziliang's most "sexually blissful" time: the chairs were close together, the two sitting side by side, their bodies pressed tightly together to see the small computer screen clearly. Tang Ziliang's thighs were pressed against Li Ting and Yang Lifeng's smooth, supple thighs, sometimes their arms were also pressed together, the elasticity and silky smoothness making Tang Ziliang's heart race. The faint, lingering fragrance emanating from the beauties truly aroused Tang Ziliang. Tang Ziliang loved to stand behind their chairs and point, boldly and brazenly peeking at their full breasts and alluring cleavage from under their necklines.

Tang Ziliang was the kind of shrewd, capable man with a strong sex drive. Tang Ziliang often compared himself to harlots and ancient emperors, feeling that a man should have ambition, goals, and confidence to achieve great things, and of course, all of this required women to encourage, appreciate, and satisfy a man's vanity. Without women, all endeavors would be dull and meaningless. Therefore, Tang Ziliang was always diligent and hardworking at work, but after work he would watch pornographic films and read erotic novels. He fulfilled his dream of dominating women and the world through fantasies and masturbation.

This alleviated his spiritual emptiness and loneliness. Three to five days passed quickly. Tang Ziliang worked happily, and in his spare time, he would flirt with his two beautiful female subordinates, leaving him infatuated and lustful, yet with nowhere to release his desires. The women with whom Tang Ziliang had those relationships all had their own careers and were not around him.

Tang Ziliang didn't want to hire escorts; playing with those women was beneath him, dangerous, and expensive. After understanding the situation and getting to know his two beautiful colleagues, Tang Ziliang decided to make his move. Li Ting was married with a six-year-old son, known as the district's most beautiful woman, in the prime of her life as a beautiful married woman. Hearing that her husband frequently traveled for work at a large state-owned enterprise, it seemed there was an opportunity to take advantage of her.

Yang Li was deeply in love; her boyfriend was clingy, wanting to go out with her every day. He was tall and handsome, and the young woman's heart was completely with him, making it difficult to make a move. Tang Ziliang often thought resentfully that Yang Li's boyfriend must have done something good in his past life to have such a beautiful woman, and he wondered if he had even deflowered her. Imagining Yang Li's beautiful, healthy, and alluring body naked beneath her boyfriend, moaning and groaning, Tang Ziliang was filled with envy. He could only fantasize about Yang Li's lovely body and masturbate incessantly during his lonely nights. Tang Ziliang had already mentally fucked Yang Li hundreds of times.

Tang Ziliang's methodical nature allowed him to calmly analyze the situation. After comparing options, he decided to start with Li Ting. She was also very beautiful and a woman he desperately wanted to have his way with; it didn't matter who came first. The key was to quench his thirst and relax his manhood, otherwise, it wouldn't be good to cause problems. In comparison, Li Ting was more gentle, quiet, dignified, and charming, her slender and full figure exuding feminine allure. Perhaps due to the frequent nourishment of her husband's semen, a seductive charm emanated from her very being; her petite body trembled slightly as she walked, tempting men to either tenderly caress her or fiercely ravage her.

That day, a leader from a nearby town invited the entire district committee office to dinner, followed by a singing and dancing party. Few people attended. Tang Ziliang was focused on whether there were any beautiful women, but he was disappointed. Yang Li from his department was away on a business trip, and the young women from the secretariat were also absent. Of the few women who did attend, apart from one attractive staff member from the town, they were all quite ordinary.

Once the dance began, Tang Ziliang stopped thinking about anything else, focusing solely on dancing with Li Ting and taking the opportunity to embrace the waist of the beauty he had long admired. Unfortunately, the deputy secretaries were all skilled dancers, and they danced endlessly. Tang Ziliang, seething with anger, had nowhere to vent his frustration. He truly hated those deputy secretaries, cursing them as lecherous old men who wouldn't let go of any opportunity.

Especially Secretary Huang from Chenjia Town, tall and young, who had already slept with Li Ting three times. Each time, fueled by alcohol, he would hold Li Ting tightly, their chests pressed together, her high breasts completely pressing against his broad chest. Around 11 PM, the party finally ended, and Tang Ziliang, having failed to get a chance to embrace the beauty, remained furious. However, he kept a low profile; in officialdom, one must be able to endure loneliness—a principle Tang Ziliang understood well. But tonight, Tang Ziliang decided to make his move.

The old guys were gone, leaving only a few young men without official titles. Tang Ziliang knew beforehand that Li Ting's husband was away on a business trip, so he promptly suggested that the young men have another round, loudly proclaiming that without the leaders present, they could relax and enjoy themselves more. Everyone agreed. So they moved to another private room for singing and dancing.

Tang Ziliang, for his own purposes, began to plan his next move. He first instructed the hostess to bring two bottles of Chivas Regal, thinking he wouldn't have a chance until he got the other two men drunk. At this point, Tang Ziliang displayed his exceptional drinking capacity, combined with the deliberate restraint he'd shown at the earlier banquet, and quickly got the two remaining men completely drunk. Li Ting and another female colleague were also nearly dazed. Seeing that everyone was almost done, Tang Ziliang got up and invited Li Ting to dance. The lighting was dim, and they had drunk quite a bit. As soon as they stepped onto the stage, Tang Ziliang hugged Li Ting tightly, his left hand firmly holding her soft, boneless hand, his right hand tightly embracing her slender waist, his face intentionally or unintentionally leaning against her fair, smooth face. Li Ting was clearly drunk; her face was flushed, her lips were luscious, and she was emitting soft, delicate breaths. A wave of her fragrance wafted over, and Tang Ziliang's heart melted; his penis swelled hard. With a spinning motion, Tang Ziliang finally pulled Li Ting tightly into his arms. His right hand gripped her round, full buttocks, pressing them against his lower body, while his chest pressed against her firm, elastic breasts. The soft, supple feel of her breasts intoxicated him. He couldn't resist pressing his hand firmly against her round buttocks, beginning to knead them. Li Ting said softly, "Secretary Tang, you...you...you're too close!" Tang Ziliang breathed softly into her ear, his voice, both suggestive and magnetic, drifting in: "Li Ting, you're so beautiful, I...I like you, I like you so much!" Li Ting's face flushed even more, her eyes becoming somewhat dazed. This colleague she had always liked and admired actually liked her so much! This intoxicated Li Ting, and with the numbing effect of alcohol, a surge of emotion welled up within her, making her feel weak and tingling all over.

Li Ting said infatuatedly, "I'm a married man, how can you like me?" Tang Ziliang said, "You're married, but that doesn't mean I can't love you. You're so beautiful, so charming, I just like people like you." Li Ting hurriedly said, "Isn't this inappropriate...? Many girls are prettier than me..."

Tang Ziliang tightly embraced her body, pressing his already erect penis against her bulging private parts, feeling the fullness and comfort of her private parts, and said affectionately, "I just like you, and no one can stop me. I'm so jealous of your husband, to have such a wonderful girl like you." The two danced together tightly, and although Tang Ziliang wanted to continue dancing, he worried that the others would wake up and realize something was wrong. Moreover, Tang Ziliang's feelings for Li Ting tonight were not just about embracing and taking advantage of her. Therefore, Tang Ziliang decided to leave the hotel and find an opportunity to be alone with Li Ting.

He woke the others up, called two taxis, and sent them home separately. Tang Ziliang dropped off others in his car first, leaving only Li Ting behind. He then helped Li Ting to her home. Li Ting's family was well-off; her husband seemed very capable, and they were quite wealthy. They likely lived in a three-bedroom, two-living-room house. The living room was large and spacious, luxuriously decorated, with a high-end sofa and a striking 40-inch rear-projection TV. Tang Ziliang half-carried, half-supported Li Ting to the sofa. Li Ting wasn't completely drunk and leaned back lazily. Looking at the half-drunk, beautiful young woman, Tang Ziliang's penis was already painfully erect, pressing hard against his trousers. He gazed at Li Ting's delicate body; her long, black hair cascaded over her snow-white neck, her high, alluring breasts rose and fell gently with her breath, her beautiful curves trembled softly, and her glossy calves peeked out from under her black business skirt, appearing even smoother and more delicate. Black high-heeled sandals, delicate straps outlining two perfect snow-white feet, their smooth ankles and glistening toes further arousing Tang Ziliang's desire. Tang Ziliang swallowed hard, made two glasses of warm water, and helped Li Ting drink them.

After drinking the water, Li Ting's lips were moistened, appearing even more red, luscious, and alluring. Tang Ziliang stared at her for a moment, wishing he could pounce on her and kiss her passionately. Seeing Tang Ziliang staring intently at her lips, Li Ting blushed, becoming even more beautiful and alluring. She shyly slapped Tang Ziliang's arm: "What are you looking at? How can you look at someone like that?" Tang Ziliang murmured, "You're so beautiful, really." Such a tall, handsome young man, the one she usually admired, suddenly uttering such praise made Li Ting's heart almost stop. Her pretty face flushed even more, and her sexy lips exhaled a delicate, feminine fragrance.

A delicate fragrance wafted into his nostrils, strands of hair brushed against his face, and his soft, trembling body filled Tang Ziliang with overwhelming tenderness. He boldly grasped Li Ting's soft, cool hand, pulling her firmly into his embrace. Before Li Ting could react, she let out a soft "Ah..." as her supple body slumped into Tang Ziliang's broad arms. Tang Ziliang seized the opportunity, holding her tightly and pressing her against his body, his handsome face tenderly pressed against her fair neck, inhaling the alluring fragrance of her body with ecstasy. Li Ting breathed heavily, a mixture of unease, anticipation, satisfaction, and desire swirling within her. These complex thoughts prevented her from thinking clearly. Perhaps she had longed for this moment for a long time, but she was, after all, a married woman; how could she betray her husband?

The woman, intoxicated, struggled gently, as if confessing her love to her husband, murmuring, "No... let... let me go... we can't... we can't do this... I already have a husband... I can't betray him!" The woman in his arms seemed to stir some emotion in Tang Ziliang, making him unable to bring himself to force himself on her. Although Li Ting struggled slightly, she didn't use much strength; the beautiful, drunken wife was clearly only resisting out of shame for her impending betrayal of her husband. Tang Ziliang still held her tightly, feeling her soft, warm body trembling incessantly, which further fueled his primal urges. He was burning with desire, his blood surging, and his desire to conquer Li Ting was unstoppable.

Tang Ziliang decided to take action. He firmly grasped Li Ting's small hands with one large hand, and wrapped his other arm around her soft, slender waist. He began to gently kiss her neck, sometimes lightly licking it with his tongue, sometimes gently blowing on her ear, teasing her desire with a sensual pleasure. Li Ting's struggles were futile; she clearly wanted to resist, but her body was weak and limp, unable to muster any strength. The intimacy with her husband made her desperately try to resist the wicked pleasure, but contrary to her wishes, she instead became aroused by the evil. Tang Ziliang's hand around her waist skillfully caressed her soft waist, occasionally sliding down to knead her rounded buttocks. Li Ting's waist twisted, seemingly resisting Tang Ziliang's demonic hands, yet also seemingly yielding, murmuring softly, "Ah... um... no... don't... Feng... quick... Secretary Tang, please let me go... ah...

" "Just give in to me. Once we have that kind of relationship, you're mine. From now on, I'll protect you. In Xinhe District, you can do whatever you want." Having spent years in the world of pleasure ,

Tang Ziliang sensed Li Ting's submission from her seemingly hesitant, yet welcoming, struggles. He knew he would finally possess this long-desired beauty. So, he released her small hands, and while combing her flowing hair, he seized her neck, preventing her from struggling. Before she could even groan, his lips pressed against hers, kissing her luscious mouth and capturing her sweet lips. Li Ting's

bright, watery eyes widened, her breath quickening, yet she couldn't escape Tang Ziliang's domineering lips. Tang Ziliang wantonly licked Li Ting's sweet, soft lips, and in the brief moments between their lips' intertwining and rubbing, Li Ting let out a soft "Ah..." With a soft "whoosh," Tang Ziliang's cunning tongue slipped into her mouth as she opened it, eagerly sucking the nectar from her lips.

Li Ting writhed more and more urgently, but Tang Ziliang firmly grasped her endearing little head, frantically sweeping his tongue across her sweet mouth, forcefully capturing her darting tongue and sucking and biting it with his powerful lips. Li Ting's relaxed hands began to push against Tang Ziliang's shoulders, but how could a beautiful woman who had been drinking resist a strong, aroused man? Besides, perhaps Li Ting herself didn't really want to struggle; she was just feigning shame as a wife.

Under Tang Ziliang's continued licking and passionate kisses, Li Ting gradually gave in, letting out seductive moans between kisses . Li Ting moaned, "Ah...ah...um..." as she wrapped her fair arms around Tang Ziliang's thick neck. Tang Ziliang's forceful kiss gradually transformed into a passionate, intertwined kiss, their tongues chasing each other, their saliva mingling... A decadent atmosphere instantly filled the room!

Seeing Li Ting begin to cooperate, Tang Ziliang was overjoyed. He suddenly reached out his right hand and touched Li Ting's high, firm breasts. Li Ting's thin white shirt offered no protection from the man's rough, powerful hand, and in an instant, one of her alluring breasts was in Tang Ziliang's large grasp... Li Ting felt a shiver run through her body, her soft breaths becoming increasingly urgent: "Ah...no...there...not there...don't touch there...there...ah...ah..." Tang Ziliang was triumphant. Looking at Li Ting's aroused state, he wantonly kneaded her high breasts. What an alluring woman! Even through her shirt and silky bra, he could feel the amazing elasticity of her tender breasts! His left hand was not to be outdone, sliding down to her full buttocks, squeezing and kneading, eliciting soft moans from the delicate woman in his arms. Tang Ziliang intensified his attack with both hands, but his eyes did not miss the woman's alluringly shameful expression as she struggled with desire and her defenses crumbled. When the man's burning gaze met hers, Li Ting felt nervous about his wild desire, her face instantly turning red, her eyes tightly closed in shame, struggling to escape. But Tang Ziliang had already lost control of himself, showering the woman's delicate face with hot kisses. His right hand skillfully unbuttoned Li Ting's blouse... He slipped his hand directly into the thin bra and grasped one of her soft breasts. The moment her sensitive breast was held in his warm palm, the woman cried out, "Ah..." She instantly felt her nipples harden and stand erect, pressing against his palm as if welcoming his caresses. A tingling, electric shock-like sensation coursed through her body, reaching her private parts between her legs. Her plump thighs, tightly bound by her skirt, writhed and twisted incessantly. The woman's frustrating struggle only aroused the aroused man further. Tang Ziliang's bloodshot eyes were fixed on the woman's thighs exposed beneath her short skirt; her usually fair skin was now flushed and smooth. His left hand slipped between her writhing thighs, forcefully reaching for her most alluring... His heart surged.

The alcohol aided Tang Ziliang. Although the woman gasped and cried out in protest, her intoxicated desire rendered her unable to resist much. In the struggle, her tight skirt rode up, revealing her long, slender, white thighs and white lace-trimmed panties. Tang Ziliang's large hand easily covered the woman's private parts, his fingers sliding up and down through her panties, teasing her full, protruding labia. The hot, moist touch aroused the man's virility. "Ah... um... no... don't..." The woman's cries fueled the man's desire. While his right hand frantically kneaded her breasts, his left hand began to rub her labia tightly. "No... no... Tang... Tang Ziliang... please... ah..." The woman gasped softly, her body writhing alluringly.

Tang Ziliang easily pushed her down onto the soft, wide sofa, unbuttoned the remaining buttons of her shirt, and ripped open her silky bra. With a cry of "Ah...ah...", her two firm, white breasts sprang forth, nipples already engorged and erect, trembling shyly. Tang Ziliang pressed heavily against Li Ting's soft body, one hand kneading her breast while his lips tightly engulfed the tip of her other tender nipple. The woman's pretty face flushed, her breath coming in short gasps, and she involuntarily wrapped her arms around Tang Ziliang, arching her head against his chest. Her long, slender legs also wrapped around his waist, her body twisting and swaying uncontrollably, perhaps trying to break free... Perhaps seeking more tenderness… Tang Ziliang’s tongue skillfully teased her nipples, sometimes lightly licking, sometimes scraping. Her breasts, intensely stimulated, became even tighter and more erect, the pink nipples standing proudly and trembling, welcoming the man’s caresses again and again. When Tang Ziliang’s large hand slipped under her rolled-up skirt and violently thrust into her small panties, directly attacking her already wet and overflowing vulva, Li Ting’s rapid, delicate panting already carried a satisfied sob: “Ah…ah…

um…uh…” Her slender waist rose continuously, rubbing her flat, soft abdomen forcefully against Tang Ziliang’s firm lower body, her cherry lips biting Tang Ziliang’s shoulder, trying to suppress her increasingly loud moans and gasps.

3. Tang Ziliang's fingers skillfully caressed the two moist, pink labia between the woman's thighs. With a sudden up-and-down motion, he thrust into the slippery, muddy entrance of her vagina. With a long, soul-stirring moan from Li Ting, his thick, long fingers slid completely into the tight, warm depths of her vagina. Li Ting's hands gripped the head and neck still ravaging her chest tightly, then slumped back down, her cherry lips panting softly as Tang Ziliang's fingers thrust in and out. Her legs kicked incessantly, her lower body emitting a series of churning sounds like water being stirred in a well. Under Tang Ziliang's continued teasing and thrusting, Li Ting's tingling sensations gradually intensified, her breasts swelling to their fullest extent, even unconsciously bouncing within Tang Ziliang's wildly sucking mouth. Her voluptuous and alluring body writhed and twisted. Looking at the beautiful married woman's pitiful and endearing appearance as she desperately held on, Tang Ziliang suddenly mischievously bit her nipple lightly, while his fingers, moving within her private parts, scraped and curved along the walls of her vagina. *Whoosh.* Li Ting's moans grew even more intense, her thighs clamping tightly around Tang Ziliang's arms, her entire body arching violently upwards, trembling intensely. Amidst Li Ting's incredibly sweet moans, Tang Ziliang felt a gush of hot, sticky fluid spurt from her vagina, immediately making his fingers feel a burning, slippery sensation. Li Ting reached a wonderful orgasm without male penetration…

In the continuous climax, Li Ting gradually relaxed, her limbs sprawling limply, her luscious, moist lips… She was breathing heavily, her eyes glazed over, her breasts trembling, her legs wide open, and her lace panties soaked through. Watching the beauty helplessly resisting after her orgasm, allowing herself to be violated, Tang Ziliang felt immense pleasure. The usually elegant and gentle Li Ting was surprisingly sensitive, seemingly quite vulnerable; a few touches and kisses were enough to bring her to climax. He was really going to have some fun from now on! Thinking this, Tang Ziliang suddenly felt a slight pain in his lower body. He had been so engrossed in his sexual desires that he had forgotten to enjoy the crucial parts.

Tang Ziliang immediately removed the last veil from the beauty. The woman, exhausted from her orgasm, was powerless to resist, allowing the man to pull down her skirt and panties together. She even cooperated by raising her hips and legs to facilitate his movements. In a moment, a gleaming, alluring female body was exposed before the man's eyes. Tang Ziliang stared intently at the tuft of dark pubic hair between her full, white thighs. Her delicate, plump labia, shyly concealing her recently ravaged and climaxed vulva, glistened with a glistening, translucent fluid, a scene of utter debauchery.

While ogling the woman's naked body, Tang Ziliang quickly stripped off his own clothes. Li Ting opened her eyes slightly and was shocked to discover that the usually refined Tang Ziliang possessed a powerful physique. He was broad-shouldered and muscular, with deeply defined muscles in his arms and chest. A thick patch of dark chest hair covered his well-developed pectoral muscles, and a long, dark brown penis protruded prominently between his thick thighs, exuding a menacing aura. It was terrifying… Li Ting gasped weakly, “Ah…” The blush that had been fading suddenly returned to her pretty face. She was both ashamed and afraid, and tightly closed her eyes, unable to look any longer. Tang Ziliang pressed down on her, supporting her round, white buttocks, and aimed his erect penis at her already wet vulva. The hot, large glans trembled and quivered against the entrance of her tender opening. Li Ting felt as if ants were crawling inside her, an emptiness and discomfort. “Please…no…don’t…” The woman, limp and powerless to resist, managed to utter a pleading murmur.

"Was that good? It'll get even better..." Tang Ziliang teased the woman in Li's ear with flirtatious words. His actions, however, ceased the teasing; he himself was also painfully aroused. His penis parted her thin lips, powerfully thrusting deep into her vagina along the slippery, lustful fluids.

"Ah...ouch...it hurts..." A full yet painful sensation washed over her, and she gasped, her delicate lips involuntarily gripping the man's waist tightly, her thighs clamping down, trying to stop his thrusts. Her face paled, and her whole body trembled.

When his penis reached the very core of her vagina, the man also let out a roar: "Ah..." It felt so good, like heaven. It was truly worth the days of obsession and longing he had felt. Tang Ziliang felt as if his penis was tightly enveloped by something, hot, tight, warm, and slippery, the vaginal walls still slightly pulsating, sucking on his glans, both numb and tingling. Even after several years of marriage, her vagina was still very tight; his penis felt incredibly good inside. Damn it, her husband gets to have his little hole fucked like this all day long.

Li Ting felt the hot, thick, hard, and cunning penis penetrating her body. It seemed to have a life of its own, moving on its own without its master's command. Even if she squeezed it tightly, it was useless, causing Li Ting to uncontrollably let out soft moans. The probing glans found the sensitive, moist flower core, pressing and rotating against the tight grip of the labia, causing the flower core to tremble and resonate, licking back and forth with the glans. Tang Ziliang had been with countless women and knew that Li Ting was already ravenously thirsty. She needed a man to ruthlessly tear off her dignified and charming veil, to wash away her shame as a wife, and to use the most powerful thrusts, the fastest sprints, and the strongest friction to bring her to the peak of orgasm and make her willingly submit.

So, Tang Ziliang mustered his strength and thrust rapidly, his penis withdrawing from the entrance of her vagina each time, only to thrust to the bottom again each time, becoming increasingly hot and thick. After hundreds of thrusts and withdrawals, Li Ting's initial moans and cries had turned into a series of cries; her intense pleasure was almost manic, a far cry from the elegant woman she had been just hours before. She was now a wanton woman moaning under Tang Ziliang's crotch.

"Ah...oh...Tang...Tang Ziliang...you...oh...too hard..."

"Ah...ah...so good...so deep...beautiful...so beautiful...I...I'm going to die!"

Tang Ziliang looked at the woman lost in her moans and smiled slyly. His efforts had paid off; she was truly breathtaking! He continued to thrust steadily and powerfully into the woman's sensitive clitoris, then lowered his head and took one of her nipples, which trembled and bounced as she moved in response, into his mouth. "Ah...ah...I'm going to cum...I'm coming...I'm going to die..." Tang Ziliang suddenly coordinated, his glans plunging deep into the woman's cervix, his teeth gently biting her erect nipple. Li Ting's vagina suddenly tightened, her cervix scraping and gripping the man's thick glans. Tang Ziliang felt a surge of heat hitting his glans, a tingling, pleasurable sensation that made it hard to hold back his ejaculation. He thrust his glans deep into her vagina with pleasure, letting out a low growl as thick semen shot out.

Li Ting felt the powerful, hot flow from the glans pressed against her clitoris, the tingling pleasure reaching her very core. She cried out, "Ah..." as if she were floating on air, then collapsed, panting heavily, her eyes glazed over.

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