[Urban] Tianlong Collects Beauties (Complete) - 36

Chapter 409 Yang Meizhen in the Office

"That's Auntie's concern and affection, how could I blame her!"

Lin Tianlong grinned mischievously, placing his large hand on Yang Meizhen's full, round thigh. Through the sheer, flesh-colored crystal stockings, the feel was even more smooth and delicate.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Who cares about you or likes you? If you say that again, Auntie really won't talk to you anymore!"

Yang Meizhen scolded shyly, pretending to be angry as she tried to push him away from her embrace.

Lin Tianlong suddenly grabbed her shoulder, pulling her towards him, and said with a grin, "Good auntie, if you don't really hate me, then you've fallen for me, which is why you're flustered and confused. But you can fool others, you can't fool me!"

Yang Meizhen glanced shyly at the office door, trying to break free from his grasp, struggling coyly, "Tianlong, we can't do this here, no..."

Lin Tianlong knew that once a young woman had tasted the sweetness of love, the more she said no, the more her body reacted and her face flushed, betraying her true feelings.

"I don't believe you don't want my kisses, my lips, my embrace, my tenderness, my love, my strength?"

Lin Tianlong held Yang Meizhen's delicate body tightly.

Even a woman in her thirties like Yang Meizhen could be so shy, adding to her allure. Lin Tianlong took the opportunity to scrutinize Yang Meizhen's beauty from head to toe, his gaze sweeping down from her smooth, rounded forehead, past her slanted eyebrows, long, slightly upturned eyelashes, clear phoenix eyes, delicate, straight nose, slightly upturned, full lips, petite chin, and fair, jade-like neck. His eyes followed her down to her milky-white silk blouse, where a red bra was faintly visible beneath the fabric. The open neckline revealed a deep, alluring cleavage, her full breasts trembling and towering. Beneath her deep red skirt, her long, shapely legs were encased in flesh-colored, transparent stockings, gleaming with a captivating sheen, further tempting him to commit a crime. Lin Tianlong felt an increasing urge to mate with this usually aloof and dignified white-collar woman.

"You little rascal, what nonsense are you talking about..."

Yang Meizhen's words were cut short as Lin Tianlong kissed her fiercely...

Yang Meizhen bit her lip shyly, hesitating, as Lin Tianlong kneaded her plump, round buttocks forcefully. She closed her beautiful eyes slightly, panting, and slowly extended her sweet, fragrant tongue. She felt Lin Tianlong kissing and licking her delicate tongue tip with his own, tracing circles. Yang Meizhen closed her beautiful eyes, her eyebrows furrowed, and unconsciously let out a soft moan from deep within her throat. She felt that it wasn't just a simple sweet sensation; the sweetness spread from the tip of her tongue to her tongue and mouth, making every part feel warm, comfortable, and pleasant. Her slender hands nervously and gently caressed and kneaded his lower abdomen.

Suddenly, Lin Tianlong bit her tongue and began to suck and lick it passionately. His skillful yet almost wild movements immediately stimulated and aroused the erogenous zones in her mouth, igniting a fire of desire throughout her entire oral cavity, as if all the erogenous zones in her body had concentrated on her tongue. At the same time, Lin Tianlong's other hand slid up to her breasts, grasping her swollen and aching breasts through her milky white silk shirt.

"Mmm..."

Yang Meizhen gasped and murmured softly. Not only was her tongue ignited, but her plump and soft body and her full, round breasts were so swollen that they seemed about to burst through the constraints of the milky white silk shirt. The full nipples pushed against the thin milky white silk shirt, revealing their ample contours.

She collapsed into his arms, powerless to resist, wanting only to succumb to his kisses. She desperately wanted to tell him that since their passionate affair two days prior, her body, heart, and life had been completely conquered by him. The constraints of her status as his aunt further weighed on her, filling her with the fear of scandal, disgrace, and ruin. Yang Meizhen wanted to resist Lin Tianlong, but a deep longing within her compelled her to give in one last time, for she would inevitably be separated from him. At this moment, all she could do was passionately return his kiss.

Yang Meizhen's reaction filled him with ecstatic joy. "Good aunt, have you thought about it?"

Yang Meizhen's eyes held passion, longing, and a touch of sadness and worry. She murmured shyly, "I don't know what's wrong with me, but I know this isn't right. You'll regret it sooner or later."

"No! I won't regret it."

Lin Tianlong lowered his head and kissed her again, this time with tenderness and affection. As he held her soft body in his arms, his heart was filled with an unprecedented happiness. He knew Yang Meizhen belonged to him, and would always belong to him!

He didn't want to know anything else, but all he knew now was to passionately release all his pent-up emotions onto Yang Meizhen's voluptuous, rounded body.

"You're mine, I want you! Forever!"

he whispered, his lips pressed against her neck. He unbuttoned her milky-white silk blouse, his hands kneading her breasts urgently and persistently. Yang Meizhen's breasts were snow-white and alluring, full and elastic, becoming exceptionally sensitive under his hands. A soft moan escaped her lips.

"Tianlong, no!"

"Tell me you want me, that you can only be my possession, and that I will cherish you."

He said domineeringly, as if she would obediently listen to him. Yang Meizhen didn't speak, but simply kissed him. She told herself that just feeling the sensation of being possessed by him one more time was enough.

"Tianlong, suckle my breasts!"

she uttered in a hoarse voice. She could hardly believe that those words came from her own mouth, yet to Lin Tianlong's ears, they sounded so intoxicating and alluring.

Lin Tianlong, however, grew increasingly fond of Yang Meizhen, this beautiful young woman. Every gesture and movement she made exuded the elegant and dignified air unique to mature women. Her attire was exceptionally elegant and captivating. The deep red skirt, nearly twenty centimeters above the knee, made Lin Tianlong's heart race. It tightly hugged her graceful and beautiful body, and the faintly visible red lingerie couldn't conceal her full, high breasts, brimming with elasticity. The flesh-colored, sheer crystal stockings accentuated her full, rounded legs and plump, fleshy buttocks. Her voluptuous figure... Her beautiful, shapely buttocks revealed a pair of snow-white, slender thighs that were close at hand. Her skin was fair and flawless, and her shapely, alluring legs were covered in high-quality, flesh-colored transparent crystal stockings that were as thin as silkworm wings, making the lines from her thighs to her calves as smooth and even as satin. The red three-inch stiletto heels on her feet accentuated her round, soft ankles and fair, delicate insteps, making them appear even more delicate and slender. In particular, the virtuous wife and loving mother's charm in her eyes, as well as the allure of a young woman who had tasted the sweetness of love and was both reluctant and eager, was even more captivating and made one's nose bleed.

Lin Tianlong's burning gaze began to ignite Yang Meizhen's entire body. He completely enveloped the plump and rounded Yang Meizhen, one hand tightly embracing the beautiful, mature, and alluring body of the dean, who was in a daze of passion, her desire rising, and her beauty irresistibly alluring. His other hand couldn't help but slip between their intertwined bodies, reaching in through the slit of her deep red skirt. His fingers touched the soft skin between her thighs and her panties, her black thong soaked with the honeyed spring water flowing from her vulva. The physiological excitement made Lin Tianlong's heart beat faster. He pinched a small tuft of thick, dark hair between her index and middle fingers from her black thong. Yang Meizhen suddenly let out a soft moan, panting and whimpering, and reached out to grab his hand, trying to pull it out.

Lin Tianlong, following her wishes, slowly withdrew his hand from her crotch, simultaneously unzipping his trousers and boldly thrusting his erect penis into the slit of her deep red suit skirt. His thick member pressed against her soft, supple thighs, against the bulge of her vulva beneath her transparent thong. Her transparent thong was soft, elastic, and as thin as gauze; Lin Tianlong could clearly feel his large penis pressing against her slightly concave vulva through the gauze, already soaked with her vaginal fluids. Lin Tianlong reached his other hand behind Yang Meizhen's plump, slightly upturned buttocks, forcefully pressing her against his penis. This close contact aroused both the beautiful and alluring Yang Meizhen and him simultaneously; they silently thrust their genitals together, rubbing intensely. Her beautiful legs, encased in flesh-colored transparent crystal stockings, intertwined and rubbed against his thighs once more.

The beautiful Yang Meizhen seemed to retain a sliver of reason. She suddenly pushed Lin Tianlong away, panting and scolding, "Are you crazy? This is your general manager's office. People come and go; staff could come in at any time..."

But Lin Tianlong quickly pulled the fragrant Yang Meizhen closer, gently kissing her fair, smooth neck, earlobes, and cheeks while whispering, "Good auntie, this is my office. No one can come in without my permission. Who would disturb us?"

"You wolf in sheep's clothing, you little rascal, not here!"

Yang Meizhen gasped, her voice soft and whimpering.

Lin Tianlong continued kissing upwards, gently saying, "Good auntie, please promise me, I can't hold back anymore!"

Without waiting for Yang Meizhen's reply, Lin Tianlong kissed her red, fragrant lips, his kiss both hungry and intense. Yang Meizhen tried to resist but it was too late. Minute after minute passed, and the radiant Yang Meizhen slowly weakened from her struggles. Her delicate arms went from resisting to allowing him to hold her tightly. Lin Tianlong seized the opportunity to plunge his tongue into her mouth, swirling it wildly and sucking on the sweet saliva and smooth tongue of Yang Meizhen's mouth.

"Mmm...uh...mmm..."

Yang Meizhen was aroused to the point of being consumed by desire, oblivious to the world around her, her moist mouth emitting only soul-stirring moans. Yang Meizhen had never been kissed by a man in a public place like an office before. Lin Tianlong quickly slipped his hand inside her clothes and grasped her breasts, caressing and kneading them. Yang Meizhen only felt dizzy and short of breath; but under his constant teasing stimulation, coupled with Lin Tianlong's skillful caresses, her breasts became increasingly swollen and firm. At this moment, Yang Meizhen also became more responsive. Lin Tianlong stroked down her breasts, past her lower abdomen, and reached her secret valley. He casually touched it and found that she was soaked again, with honey-like fluid constantly flowing from her deep red slit.

"You little rascal, you big pervert, you've killed your auntie!"

Yang Meizhen was tormented by the strange sensations emanating from her sensitive body, her heart leaping into her chest. Her face was full of charm, her delicate eyebrows slightly furrowed, her eyes hazy, and she let out a series of soul-stirring moans. Her whole body was weak and limp, only thanks to his firm embrace that she did not collapse to the ground. Waves of indescribable tingling pleasure quickly spread throughout Yang Meizhen's mind. Her insatiable desire surged back, and she tilted her head back, panting and moaning softly. She could no longer contain her rising lust; her eyes burned with a fierce passion, her face flushed, alluring and shy…

“My dear aunt, I’ve missed you so much these past two days! Today, I’m going to have my fill!”

Lin Tianlong lowered his head, his lips meeting Yang Meizhen’s soft, rosy lips, rubbing them back and forth, and gently licking them with his tongue.

Yang Meizhen felt a ticklish sensation, her desire awakening. Her lips parted slightly, and she breathed softly. Lin Tianlong seized the opportunity, slipping his tongue into Yang Meizhen’s fragrant, moist mouth, moving it around like a fish swimming within. At this moment, Yang Meizhen's heart fluttered with desire, and she couldn't help but meet his tongue with her delicate, fragrant tongue, licking it. They licked each other like this, until finally they were intertwined in a passionate embrace. Lin Tianlong's tongue was busy, and his hands weren't idle either. His left hand grasped Yang Meizhen's full, soft, and elastic breasts, kneading them vigorously, while his right hand roamed over her full, rounded thighs encased in flesh-colored, transparent crystal stockings and her exquisitely curvaceous, snow-white body.

"Good wife, good aunt, I wish I could suckle your breasts every day!"

Lin Tianlong thought with immense pride. The beautiful, noble, and elegant Yang Meizhen had actually surrendered to his masterful flirting and lovemaking techniques right there in the general manager's office.

He gently caressed her silky, snow-white skin with both hands. Lin Tianlong couldn't bear to part with Yang Meizhen's exquisite beauty, tenderly caressing her body, intoxicated by its delicate, smooth texture and the faint, mature fragrance emanating from her beautiful form. Unable to resist, he grasped her incredibly beautiful, soft yet firm right breast, kneading and stroking it vigorously. His index finger and thumb pinched and twisted the small, slightly upturned nipple, while he lowered his head and gently bit her other breast, sucking on it like a baby seeking food.

"Mmm, Tianlong, it feels so good when you suckle!"

Yang Meizhen, feeling both sore and pleasurable from Lin Tianlong's suckling, had slightly furrowed brows, her jade-like face flushed, and her sensual red lips parted slightly, her breath heavy with pleasure as she let out a captivating low moan.

Under Lin Tianlong's wanton manipulation and teasing stimulation, Yang Meizhen's supple waist swayed unconsciously, her beautiful face filled with irresistible charm, her expression utterly alluring.

Lin Tianlong's right hand reluctantly left her firm, elastic breasts, roaming over her smooth skin, unwilling to miss a single corner, gliding over her silky, plump belly, heading straight for her most alluring spot. Her beautiful legs were so stunning, so tempting; nearly transparent, flesh-colored crystal stockings covered her almost completely exposed legs. Those legs, encased in sheer stockings, were the most beautiful legs Lin Tianlong had ever seen in his life—snow-white, rounded, and long; her full, rounded thighs were voluptuous, her slender calves firm and straight; her ankles, adorned with shoelaces, were beautiful; her high-heeled sandals, with only the toes touching the ground, further accentuated the lines of her lower legs. The hem of the deep red miniskirt couldn't be completely covered even by stockings and the lace trim at the top, leaving her long, slender legs almost entirely exposed. The muscles in her thighs and calves were so perfectly proportioned—perfectly proportioned, neither too plump nor too thin—alluring and captivating.

Yang Meizhen, who had been gradually becoming intoxicated by Lin Tianlong's gentle touch, arched her back, clamping her legs together, and murmured softly, "No, not in the office..."

What if someone found out? How could she face anyone then?

Unfortunately, at that very moment, Lin Tianlong's large, rough hand swiftly pulled down her panties and covered her most sacred and soft mons pubis, refusing to withdraw even a step. His fingers skillfully moved across her petals, and honey-like spring water gushed from the pink cleft, wetting the invading fingers: "You said no, but it's already flowing with spring water!"

Lin Tianlong's middle finger slowly pried open the two tightly joined petals and inserted into the secret cave hidden beneath the lush grass. The moment it entered, Yang Meizhen completely collapsed, reacting violently by shaking her head and twisting her delicate body. Involuntary moans escaped from her cherry lips: "Ah...no..."

The fragrance of the beautiful young woman's body, along with her two soft and beautiful mounds, and her trembling breasts, tightly enveloped Lin Tianlong's face, lips, nose, tongue, and eyes, and hot blood kept surging in his heart.

He instinctively took her smooth, sweet breast into his mouth, greedily opening his mouth to swallow and release the fleshy mounds, his long tongue constantly swirling around the engorged, hardened nipples. His large fingers continued to move in and out of Yang Meizhen's greasy paradise, his index and middle fingers joined together, tips slightly hooked, tirelessly thrusting and withdrawing between her buttocks.

Yang Meizhen's voluptuous body trembled slightly, a flush rising to her face. She panted softly, her beautiful eyes glazed, uttering a coquettish complaint, yet she had already involuntarily parted her jade-like legs encased in flesh-colored, transparent crystal stockings, allowing the lover's lustful hands to penetrate deeper, more easily, more freely, and more wantonly. Looking at the tightly closed office door, constantly worried that someone would knock, she felt increasingly tense and excited by this little rascal teasing her in the general manager's office.

At this moment, Lin Tianlong's fingers reached Yang Meizhen's already soaked paradise, parting the two soft petals. He rubbed her pearl, and even used two fingers to tease inside, making the already wet valley flow with moisture. Yang Meizhen's charming body trembled incessantly, her small mouth moaning repeatedly, her expression both alluring and soul-stirring: "Ah...you little rascal, you big pervert, you can't! Ugh..."

"The moment I saw Auntie in this deep red suit, I couldn't help but want to do you, Auntie. Don't you think making love in the office is even more exciting? Especially in the general manager's office, it's no less exciting than Clinton and Lewinsky having an affair in the White House!"

Lin Tianlong grinned wickedly, knowing it was time to enjoy this beautiful young woman. He first parted Yang Meizhen's beautiful legs encased in flesh-colored transparent crystal stockings, grasped his huge dragon, aimed it at her wet entrance, and used the head of his dragon to scrape and grind it wantonly at the entrance.

Yang Meizhen was nervous, shy, excited, and eager. Her heart was throbbing with desire, and she couldn't stop herself from wanting more. Seeing that he was hesitant to penetrate her, she couldn't help but complain and playfully scold him, "You're so naughty!"

"Good auntie, suck on me a little more, are you impatient? Auntie Meizhen, my good Meizhen, my good auntie, I'm going in!"

Lin Tianlong's hands involuntarily grabbed Yang Meizhen's slender waist, and his already erect, towering, steaming dragon parted her petals with a "plop," and his hard head plunged into her tightly closed peach blossom passage with unstoppable force.

Yang Meizhen's delicate body trembled, and she bit her lip and moaned softly, "Ah...so big...so deep..."

Lin Tianlong slowly inserted his dragon into her paradise. From the moment the dragon entered, Yang Meizhen began

to gasp, "Oh...oh..." until the entire dragon was inside, at which point she exhaled. Her alluring and wanton expression almost made him lose control. After reaching the bottom, Lin Tianlong ground against her cervix. After a while, a surge of heat rushed out, and his dragon head felt like it was crawling with tiny insects, a tingling and pleasurable sensation. Once the sensitivity subsided, Lin Tianlong slowly began to thrust in and out of his dragon. She swayed her pink buttocks, moving up and down to meet his thrusts.

"You little rascal, you big pervert, your auntie has been bullied by you again!"

Yang Meizhen hissed continuously. Although she wasn't shouting loudly, her wantonness was unmistakable. Suddenly, Lin Tianlong felt the passage tighten again. A shiver ran through him, and with rapid thrusting, she released her spring water again.

He stopped thrusting and instead rubbed against her cervix. After a few minutes, Yang Meizhen finally

let out a sharp "Ah..." and gasped, pressing against Lin Tianlong, her hands tightly gripping his waist. Her orgasm caused her to climax repeatedly...

After a brief pause, Lin Tianlong thrust his young and strong member into the peach blossoms of this beautiful and alluring young woman, relentlessly

pumping and pounding. Since they were in the general manager's office, he wanted to finish quickly this time, thrusting particularly violently, each impact ensuring his head reached the very core of Yang Meizhen's flower. Milky white fluid

was squeezed out of Yang Meizhen's secret passage with each "plop...plop..." thrust, splashing white spots all over the lush pubic hair of the beautiful woman.

"Ah...oh...good Tianlong...Auntie's being fucked to death by you, ah, ah, ah..."

Yang Meizhen's plump, round buttocks, concealed by her black thong, were raised high, allowing Lin Tianlong's massive penis to thrust into her violently again and again. Her two smooth, swaying breasts bounced with the trembling of her body, but she felt no pain. The pleasure brought by sexual desire constantly assaulted Yang Meizhen's fragile nerves, and orgasms came one after another, her body overflowing with fluids. The beautiful and alluring young woman once again understood the magic of sex. Her buttocks were now moving up and down in rhythm with his thrusts, meeting and separating violently with the impact of his penis.

"Ah...ouch...I can't take it anymore...please...please spare me...ah,ouch..."

Yang Meizhen gasped and moaned, her breathing becoming increasingly rapid and heavy. "Mmm...please...shoot your seed deep into my womb again..."

Chapter 410 Restless Mind Yang

Meizhen felt an unprecedented sexual pleasure as Lin Tianlong's giant dragon thrust and rubbed against her. She grabbed his buttocks with both hands, pressing them against her, while she tried to lift her plump, round buttocks to meet his thrusts, hoping to intensify the pumping!

"Slap! Slap! Slap!..."

The sounds of Lin Tianlong's thrusting and pounding, combined with Yang Meizhen's bursting spring water, were so lewd that they were almost unbearable!

The mature and alluring Yang Meizhen finally tasted the intoxicating pleasure of sex again. Unable to resist the waves of tingling and numbing pleasure emanating from her paradise, she breathed heavily and moaned beautifully, "Ah...so comfortable...ah...so wonderful...ah...I'm going to die again!"

"Good auntie, good Meizhen, I'm going to fuck you to death, what auntie, you're all my woman!"

Lin Tianlong, aroused, simply picked up Yang Meizhen's beautiful and noble body and placed it on his body. Watching the stunning young woman, who was being whipped by his dragon whip and was crying out sweetly and desperately welcoming him, allowing him to pluck her flower and devour her, his body and mind were filled with unparalleled pleasure of conquest, which made him thrust even more vigorously.

The exquisite pleasure, both painful and pleasurable, caused the alluring Yang Meizhen to let out incoherent moans and groans, her delicate eyebrows furrowing slightly from time to time: "Please, be gentle... ah... harder... oh..."

Lin Tianlong watched as the usually dignified, elegant, and noble Yang Meizhen, aroused by desire, became so wanton, even more lewd than when she first cheated on him in the room the day before yesterday. His dragon thrust in and out with all its might. Her once-in-a-century garden was incredibly tight and moist, each thrust grinding his dragon with immense pleasure. Coupled with her moans and pleas for mercy, Lin Tianlong became even more excited.

Lin Tianlong thrust in and out about a hundred times, both of them drenched in sweat. He gently laid down the dazed Yang Meizhen, lifting only one of her jade legs encased in a flesh-colored transparent crystal stocking, and then swung his dragon in hard, reaching her core effortlessly.

"Plop!"

"Plop! Plop!" The passionate Yang Meizhen released a large amount of honeyed spring water again, causing the point of their union to make a violent, surging sound. Yang Meizhen shook her head up and down, unable to help but cry out, "Oh! I'm going to die... um... ah!" Still relying on her hands? How can that be pleasurable? Forum reputation guaranteed! High-grade silicone video, Fan Bingbing's lower body realistically molded, highly realistic vulva shape, soft and delicate skin! Built-in large particle protrusions, close to the female physiological structure, experience a more realistic feeling... A rhythmic flow, irresistible! Click to enter

"Good wife, quickly call me husband!"

Lin Tianlong was captivated by her charming and seductive expression. He gripped her slender waist with one hand and lifted one of her beautiful legs with the other, then actively thrust his hips upwards. Yang Meizhen, who was already panting, was once again aroused: "Ah! Good husband... oh... so comfortable..."

Lin Tianlong thrust his dragon with all his might, each time deeply penetrating the depths of Yang Meizhen's tender flower.

Yang Meizhen, panting heavily, moaned and groaned repeatedly, her breasts heaving violently, reflecting shimmering silver light and exuding a sweet, milky fragrance.

She felt his head sometimes rubbing against her engorged clitoris, waves of pleasure washing over her like tidal waves.

"Ah, um...it's really...my life...ah..."

Yang Meizhen moaned almost uncontrollably, overwhelmed by ecstasy. A familiar, almost surreal, orgasm washed over her, and she couldn't distinguish whether the tingling sensation came from her buttocks or her clitoris. She had reached another climax.

Her eyes were tightly closed, her teeth biting her lower lip, and she murmured softly, "No...no...please...let...let me go!"

As Lin Tianlong began his vigorous thrusting, the continuous, uninterrupted waves of orgasmic pleasure grew stronger with each passing moment. Unable to withstand this onslaught, Yang Meizhen began to beg for mercy.

She began to realize that a woman's orgasms could come in waves, each more intense than the last. Yang Meizhen, utterly powerless, allowed the young man to do as he pleased, knowing only that this pleasure seemed endless, with no end in sight. Lin Tianlong lifted Yang Meizhen again, raising her legs, encased in flesh-colored transparent crystal stockings, and wrapped them around his waist. He aimed his enormous penis at the center of her pink labia and began to thrust in and out with powerful, sweeping movements.

"Oh!...So...so comfortable...ah..."

Yang Meizhen's face swayed excitedly from side to side. Encouraged by this, Lin Tianlong thrust even more frantically.

Their sweat mingled, and Yang Meizhen's fragrance filled the air as Lin Tianlong frantically pumped his hips. The sounds of

"plop...plop..."

were incessant.

"Ugh!... Ah... Hmm... Harder... Harder... Ah..."

"I can't take it anymore!... I'm going to... Ascend to heaven..."

Seeing this, Lin Tianlong slowed down his thrusting and changed to using a rotating waist motion to stir and swirl inside Yang Meizhen's juicy and wet honey hole. Stimulated by his teasing, Yang Meizhen excitedly raised her head and extended her tongue to passionately kiss Lin Tianlong, as if releasing pent-up desire. After a few more stirrings, Lin Tianlong resumed his vigorous, sweeping thrusts, only faster and harder.

Yang Meizhen gasped and moaned repeatedly, now completely frantic, her lips parting slightly as she cried out, "Ah... I can't take it anymore... I'm going to come... Ah!"

Finally, he hoisted Yang Meizhen's legs, encased in flesh-colored transparent crystal stockings, high onto his shoulders and thrust violently and forcefully. Yang Meizhen, a charming young woman, felt her heart stirred with desire, her longing blossoming. Her beautiful face grew increasingly flushed, her breathing more rapid, her moans more wanton, and her cries more wanton. Her face was rosy, her beautiful eyes shyly closed, her jade cheeks glowing with spring. Boundless with shyness, she couldn't help but moan softly beneath him, her cheeks flushed, her heart intoxicated, immersed in the burning passion he had ignited. Her two snow-white, rounded legs, encased in flesh-colored transparent crystal stockings, were tightly wrapped around Lin Tianlong's waist and hips. Her slender waist swayed, her beautiful buttocks thrust, her pink hips undulating, she surrendered herself to his pleasure, actively yielding to his advances.

In that instant, she was liberated. Her paradise tightly enveloped his enormous dragon, reaching its maximum extent, and a stream of milky white, transparent liquid was about to gush out from Yang Meizhen's womb. Lin Tianlong, knowing that making love in the office couldn't drag on for too long, thrust a few more times. As Yang Meizhen's body once again spasmed, contracted, tightened, and sucked on Lin Tianlong's massive member, he roared, trembling violently. A volcanic eruption erupted, and scalding lava gushed forth in a torrent. A stream of hot, viscous lava shot deep into Yang Meizhen's womb, leaving not a single drop. Stimulated by his scalding lava, Yang Meizhen felt a wave of tingling numbness and weakness wash over her, her entire body feeling an intense, blissful sensation.

"Ah..."

With a melodious and alluring cry from the charming young woman, Yang Meizhen, their lovemaking finally came to an end. The young married woman, slowly sliding down from the climax of intercourse, had a flushed face, infinitely shy, drenched in fragrant sweat, and panting heavily.

"When you peel off a woman's clothes, you peel off her mask. The more dignified and virtuous she is, the more captivating her alluring demeanor becomes when spring tides surge."

This is truly a profound truth!

The long-deprived and alluring Aunt Yang Meizhen could hardly withstand such stimulation and torment. Her flushed face buried against Lin Tianlong's broad, strong face, panting, her fragrant tongue slightly protruding. Trembling waves, her vaginal walls contracted, her whole body burning hot, the ignited desire leaving her weak and powerless.

Gazing at the beautiful, voluptuous, and mature woman beneath him, Yang Meizhen's blushing face, Lin Tianlong asked lustfully, "How is it? Good Aunt, is it comfortable?"

The question made Yang Meizhen's beautiful face burn like fire, filled with immense shyness.

The thrill of conquest spurred Lin Tianlong on. Caressing Yang Meizhen's full, white breasts, he relentlessly asked, "My dear wife, how was it? How was it compared to that day in the room?"

Yang Meizhen, her eyes filled with seductive allure, coquettishly retorted, "You're so naughty! You bullied me like this in the office! You little rascal, you big pervert!"

Lin Tianlong leered, "My dear aunt, didn't you feel more comfortable, more exciting, and more enjoyable in the office?"

Yang Meizhen, shy and helpless, murmured in a voice barely audible, "My dear husband, to be honest, it really felt good. Hurry up and get dressed! It would be troublesome if someone came!"

With that, she lowered her beautiful, white neck, her mature, full-figured body, partially obscured by the disheveled state of her deep red skirt, shyly burying herself in Lin Tianlong's arms.

"Good auntie, this is our little corner of the world, who would dare to disturb us?"

Lin Tianlong, still not satisfied, lingered his slightly shrunken penis on Yang Meizhen's limp and weak cherry lips and nipples, then rubbed it against the lace trim of her thighs encased in flesh-colored transparent crystal stockings. He bent down and lifted the limp young woman horizontally, carrying her to the table. Then, he opened his mouth and took Yang Meizhen's red nipple into his mouth. Yang Meizhen's sensitive body trembled as if struck by lightning, feeling a fire burning through her body once more.

"Good wife, you like me touching you like this, don't you? So sensitive..."

He gently nibbled at that sensitive spot with his teeth, "Such a strong reaction..."

"Don't say that... It's so embarrassing!"

she gasped, moaning shyly.

"I don't want to let you go. From the moment I saw you, I wanted you day and night,"

Lin Tianlong lewdly grinned.

"No more...aren't you enough?"

she murmured shyly and alluringly.

"Isn't it more exciting and satisfying in the office than in the bedroom or on the bed?"

He leered, moving one hand down to part the young woman's wet, peach-like petals.

"No more..."

She tried to squeeze her legs together, but he stopped her with his body.

"Don't want it?"

Lin Tianlong grinned wickedly.

"No more!"

Her body trembled violently, "Ah! Tianlong! I'm tired..."

She could only bite her lower lip and hug his shoulders, enduring his magical yet tormenting masterpiece.

"You want me again, don't you?"

Lin Tianlong pinched Yang Meizhen's erect nipples.

She nodded, speechless. She felt shy, yet unable to control herself. She bloomed alluringly before him like a flower just touched by dew.

"Let's go play in the photo studio next door!"

Lin Tianlong carried Yang Meizhen into the photo studio next door. His gaze couldn't leave her alluring body. Her panting, seductive charm made her seem like a temptress seducing Lin Tianlong, offering herself to him.

He thrust himself into her tightly, and she bit her lower lip, her fingernails digging deep into his arm. He pulled himself completely out of her body and thrust into her again violently. She couldn't say a word, feeling his massive member filling her again. The feeling of them becoming one was incredible.

Lin Tianlong couldn't resist and began to move rhythmically inside her again.

An uncontrollable current of pleasure coursed through her body, and she could only involuntarily let out soul-stirring moans—she could only utter soft moans at this moment.

"Tianlong, I can't take it anymore..."

"You charming Aunt Meizhen!"

Her fervor pushed both of them to the peak of desire…

********* Yang Mimi finished a day of training and work. She didn't plan to go back to her room early, because going back meant facing that empty loneliness. With nothing to do, she went to the private photography studio. Besides her, there were several other actresses who had been trained by the Chinese Media Group's art school and were also contracted actors. Today wasn't Yang Mimi's day for auditioning and shooting a photoshoot, but she planned to observe how other actresses performed when shooting nude photos, hoping to learn from them. She also had a strange, inexplicable desire to see Lin Tianlong.

But before Yang Mimi could knock, she discovered that the door to the small photography studio wasn't locked properly, and she could hear a man and a woman laughing and talking inside. Driven by curiosity, she peeked through the slightly ajar door. What she saw made her heart race and her face flush, filling her with both nervousness and shameful excitement.

Inside the studio, in the corner against the wall, there was an inflatable cushion, and sitting on it was a dignified and beautiful young white-collar woman. The beautiful young woman wore a deep red suit skirt over a white three-piece bikini. The small bikini couldn't conceal her enormous H-cup breasts, even larger than Yang Mi's, with deep red nipples perked up atop her trembling breasts. Her legs, clad in flesh-colored sheer stockings, were spread apart alluringly, revealing her genitals encased in a thong. She tossed her long hair with her left hand, exuding a seductive charm, yet her eyes held an undeniable loneliness.

Yang Mi recognized the beautiful young woman as Yang Meizhen, the assistant general manager of the Chinese Media Group. Because they shared the same surname, Yang Meizhen was very welcoming to Yang Mi, and Yang Mi also felt a strong liking for Yang Meizhen, treating her like an older sister in this foreign land. Yang Meizhen was six years older than Yang Mi, in her thirties, married with a daughter.

Yang Meizhen was Yang Mi's senior colleague and the first female friend she made after joining the "Chinese Media Group." The two had known each other for a short time but quickly became close. Yang Mimi had heard about Lin Tianlong's romantic escapades, but she never expected to witness him cheating on Yang Meizhen today. Knowing she shouldn't pry into her best friend's privacy, Yang Mimi felt conflicted thinking about Lin Tianlong's affair with Yang Meizhen, and couldn't help but secretly spy on him.

Lin Tianlong still maintained his usual gentlemanly demeanor, but he had removed his clothes, revealing a muscular physique incongruous with his appearance. While not overly muscular, Lin Tianlong was tall and well-built, clearly the result of long-term training and maintenance. His penis, like a thick, long, dark steel rod, had a grotesquely erect glans pointing upwards. Yang Mimi, blushing deeply, felt her heart pounding. Both in physique and penis, Lin Tianlong was far superior to her gigantic husband, Liu Kaiwei; his penis alone was twice as thick and long as Liu Kaiwei's.

In terms of technique, Lin Tianlong was also highly skilled. Yang Mimi watched as he caressed her best friend Yang Meizhen's naked body with both hands, his movements sometimes gentle, sometimes rough. His tongue focused on licking Yang Meizhen's already soaking wet vulva, driving the dignified and beautiful white-collar woman into a frenzied state of excitement amidst her continuous moans.

Yang Meizhen's sexual experience was clearly much greater than Yang Mimi's, yet she was completely passive in front of Lin Tianlong, experiencing three consecutive orgasms during foreplay alone, her whole body limp and panting on the soft cushion. Yang Mimi, peeping from outside the door, was stunned, feeling a hot and itchy sensation in her lower body, as if ants were crawling on her, and her underwear was soaked.

Inside, Lin Tianlong, enjoying the beautiful young woman, was unaware that someone was peeping outside, and even less aware that the person peeping was his main target of seduction, Yang Mimi; otherwise, he would have performed even more enthusiastically. Today's events weren't planned; it was truly a chance accident, yet it inadvertently allowed Yang Mimi to witness Lin Tianlong's extraordinary masculinity.

After foreplay, Lin Tianlong, in a side-lying position, lifted one of the beautiful young woman's thighs high, thrusting his massive penis into her lonely vagina, pumping in and out at varying speeds. Inside the room, the beautiful married woman, Yang Meizhen, writhed wildly, welcoming the invasion of a man other than her husband, Luo Benchu. Yang Mimi, peeping outside the door, was both ashamed and shocked. Although she couldn't see the full spectacle through the crack in the door, it was already a powerful shock. The

live sex act in the small studio intensified, with Lin Tianlong changing positions, repeatedly bringing the beautiful married woman, Yang Meizhen, to ecstatic climax. Yang Meizhen was so overwhelmed that she could only instinctively twist her waist, shake her breasts, and gasp and moan, completely conquered by Lin Tianlong's massive penis and superb sexual techniques. The scene made Yang Mimi, who was peeping outside the door, blush and her heart race. Her full breasts heaved violently, and her lower body itched so intensely that she could barely stand.

Lin Tianlong was a lecherous wolf who used his positions as the executive director of Kanghua Hospital and a special envoy of the criminal investigation team to seduce many beautiful women. Just for the crime of "seducing respectable women," he was no good person. However, the wives he had slept with rarely hated him. This was not only because he was indeed quite masculine and knew how to comfort women both physically and emotionally, but also because he often offered them various practical favors to win them over while he was toying with them.

Since her affair the day before yesterday, Yang Meizhen had become addicted and couldn't stop. Today, first in the general manager's office, and then in this photography studio, she never expected that their affair would be witnessed by Yang Mimi.

Yang Mimi had recently been sexually frustrated due to being alone at home. Now, witnessing such a sensual scene, she was both ashamed and shocked, burning with desire. She felt hot all over and was almost unbearably thirsty! She was only wearing a tight-fitting dance outfit and leggings. The resort had central air conditioning to maintain a constant temperature, yet her forehead was dripping with sweat, and her pretty face was flushed as if she were suffering from heatstroke. Suddenly, she realized that her panties, tightly wrapped around her lower body, were soaked through, and her vaginal fluid was flowing from her vulva down her thighs.

Knowing that she would become obsessed if she continued to spy, Yang Mimi quickly suppressed her lust and quietly left the small photography studio. Afraid of being seen in her aroused state, she hurried into the nearest restroom, slipped into a stall, and locked the door behind her. She then took a long, deep breath, her face flushed.

But her burning desire was too intense. Driven by her physiological instincts, Yang Mimi disregarded her shame and, hiding in the stall, unbuttoned her clothes, her hands moving up and down her swollen G-cup breasts and her overflowing vulva. A sense of shame and fear welled up inside her. She used to masturbate in her own room, but now she was at the company. The fear of being discovered only fueled her excitement, making her body burn even hotter.

"Mmm...oh...ah, ah...mmm, mmm...ah, ah, ah!"

Yang Mimi's moans echoed in the empty bathroom as she masturbated with fervent desire. Squeezing the firm nipples of her swollen breasts, she felt an electric shock of pleasure surge through her brain. Parting her glossy, inverted-three pubic hairs to caress her engorged labia, she felt a thunderous wave of sexual ecstasy coursing through her body. At this moment, she was more frantic and thirsty than ever before, involuntarily inserting her right middle finger deep into her vagina, her hips twisting and swaying, moaning incessantly.

But the deeper her finger went, the more thirsty she became, like an itch that only gets itchier with each scratch. Yang Mimi understood that her unsatisfied young body had been craving desire for days; today's voyeurism was merely the trigger.

What she needed was real sexual intercourse; masturbation alone was no longer enough to quell her burning sexual desire.

However, no matter what, Yang Mimi wouldn't allow herself to betray her husband, Liu Kaiwei. Liu Kaiwei was known for his womanizing, but he wasn't out seeking pleasure; he was in Hong Kong filming a Lunar New Year movie to earn money. Thinking of her husband, Liu Kaiwei, working tirelessly on movies and TV dramas for the sake of their family's happiness, Yang Mimi's lust subsided somewhat.

To dispel the burning desire and regain her senses, Yang Mimi intensified her masturbation. She cupped her large, erect breasts in one hand, sucking on the nipple, while her other hand stretched out its fingers to caress her clitoris and the depths of her vagina. Her sexy hips writhed violently in sync with her hand movements, her eyes glazed over as she breathed heavily.

"...Ah, ah...mmm, mmm...come on, again!"

As Yang Mimi's muscles tensed, a feeling of comfort gradually spread throughout her body. The intense masturbation had finally brought her to orgasm; her nipples throbbed with pain, and her vagina spasmed and tightened in waves. This hard-won orgasm made her dizzy, and she groaned loudly with pleasure. Fortunately, there was no one else in the bathroom at that moment, otherwise her "self-touching" would certainly have been discovered.

Having finally achieved her orgasm, Yang Mimi sat on the toilet to rest for a while, but when she recalled the scene of Lin Tianlong and Yang Meizhen's affair, her recently calmed desire quickly reignited. She tried to shake her head, wanting to forget the live sex drama she had spied on, but her mind kept replaying images of Lin Tianlong, his erect penis, fucking the white-collar assistant Yang Meizhen in various positions until she was in ecstasy.

Yang Mimi's heart pounded. The pent-up desires of this young wife, accumulated from days of loneliness, stirred again, causing her to begin self-stimulation with both hands. This time, she inserted two fingers of her right hand deep into her vagina, stirring vigorously, while her left hand squeezed and played with her G-cup breasts.

If anyone witnessed her actions, they would be astonished that this beautiful, innocent actress could display such a wanton and lustful side. In truth, Yang Mimi's behavior stemmed from long-term unsatisfied and repressed desires. While she wasn't conservative or promiscuous, she was, after all, a young wife with normal sexual needs. With

each deep, forceful caress of her two fingers, gushes of vaginal fluid gushed from her parted labia. Yang Mimi was lost in near-frenzied masturbation. Her whole body trembled more violently, her thoughts overwhelmed by sexual pleasure. Her long, slender legs clamped tightly around her right hand, which was deeply inserted between her thighs, her white back arched, and her beautiful eyes closed as she moaned repeatedly.

Yang Mimi masturbated repeatedly until she finally managed to temporarily quell her lust. Once her body and mind had completely calmed down, she dressed and left the bathroom. However, although no one entered the bathroom to witness her masturbation, her every move was captured by a hidden camera.

Chapter 411 Wen Zhongda, like a hungry wolf pouncing

on its prey, filmed Yang Mimi masturbating in the restroom. The camera wasn't specifically set up for her. Wen Zhongda, ostensibly the manager of Xinda Investment Center, was actually a womanizing playboy. He didn't cherish his beautiful wife, Su Yijun, and naturally wouldn't miss this charity banquet. Hearing that many female celebrities had been invited, Wen Zhongda was overjoyed and groped them. He saw that Dong Jiejie was about to fall into his hands at the ball, but Lin Tianlong and Pan Yueming ruined it, making him furious. He secretly observed that beautiful women often came to the general manager's office and the adjacent photography studio, so he decided to secretly place a miniature camera in the nearby restroom, intending to wait and catch those who took the bait. Unexpectedly, Yang Mimi actually came to him, which was completely beyond Wen Zhongda's expectations.

Wen Zhongda, nearing forty, was far from the refined and cultured appearance of his elder brother, Wen Tailai. He was ugly and burly, with a past as a thug and a prison record. After his release, he concealed his criminal record for burglary and rape, and used his brother Wen Tailai's name to start an investment company. He mingled with various companies through bank loans, and these companies and enterprises all fawned over Wen Tailai, the "God of Wealth" of Yan City. Wen Zhongda thrived, becoming a veritable tycoon in the investment world.

Attending a charity banquet at the Yandu Mountain Resort, his lecherous eyes had already set their sights on numerous female celebrities. Unbeknownst to him, Mei Ruoshan had also instructed her subordinates to keep an eye on him—a classic case of the mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind. According to surveillance reports, this old rogue had attempted to harass and molest female celebrities, even trying to drug and rape them. He had also repeatedly used a small camera to secretly take nude photos in women's changing rooms and restrooms, hoping to use them for his prey.

According to Mei Ruoshan's usual practice, such a person should have been kicked out of the charity banquet long ago, but Lin Tianlong only instructed Mei Ruoshan to secretly monitor his behavior. Lin Tianlong did this because he believed that Wen Zhongda, this old rogue, had his own unique value, but he didn't expect to be able to use this old rogue so quickly. A "hero saves the beauty" plan was already brewing in his mind.

What happened next is predictable. Wen Zhongda was so excited that he almost went crazy when he saw the secretly filmed footage of Yang Mimi masturbating. Yang Mimi was a female star who had become very popular in the past two years, and was also the rising star of the Huayi Media Group. She was outstanding in both appearance and talent. Just selling her nude photos to pornographic magazines would bring in a lot of money, let alone the footage of her masturbating. However, Wen Zhongda, who had finally caught this big fish, did not want to sell these footage easily. He decided to use it to blackmail her and have some fun with this rare beautiful married female star. This old rogue did not know that his actions were entirely within Lin Tianlong's prediction and surveillance.

Unaware of all this, Wen Zhongda only knew to keep a close eye on Yang Mimi, determining her routine at the resort, and even secretly taking nude photos of her to increase his leverage for blackmail. Soon, Wen Zhongda "luckily" managed to take nude photos of Yang Mimi changing clothes in the studio's dressing room. The old rogue became even more smug, convinced that Yang Mimi was his prize.

After thorough preparation, Wen Zhongda began his operation. Today, Yang Mimi felt her career with the Chinese Media Group was starting smoothly, but her worries and unfulfilled desires due to her husband Liu Kaiwei's absence from Hong Kong work were intensifying daily. As she neared the end of the workday, thinking about returning to her empty luxury room to spend another lonely night relying on masturbation and sleeping pills, Yang Mimi couldn't help but sigh.

However, when Yang Mimi entered the dressing room to change and go home, she was surprised to find an envelope in her private wardrobe. Inside the envelope was a piece of paper and a photograph. The paper contained a text message pieced together from shredded newspaper, and the photograph was a nude picture of her changing clothes in the dressing room a few days earlier.

In the photo, she was bending over, removing her panties, her G-cup breasts alluringly drooping, her long legs and slender waist fully exposed, even the glossy pubic hair of her private area was captured.

Although she had taken many nude photos as a professional actress, the thought of her naked body being maliciously photographed filled Yang Mimi with nausea and panic. The contents of the text message made her even more horrified: "Ms. Yang Mimi, isn't this photo of mine professionally taken? This is nothing, I also have some amazing footage of you masturbating in the bathroom! Come to the cleaning department's tool room after work today, alone, otherwise I'll upload all these photos and footage to the website tonight, it'll definitely be very popular, hahaha!"

Yang Mimi was filled with shame, shock, fear, and anger, her mind in turmoil, not knowing what to do. She could comfortably pose nude for art photos, but she couldn't bear being viewed with a pornographic gaze. Nude photos alone wouldn't be so bad, but if those masturbation videos were leaked, her acting career would be ruined!

If her husband, Liu Kaiwei, were here, Yang Mimi wouldn't be so anxious. Liu Kaiwei could offer advice and solutions; his good friend in Hong Kong, the famous private investigator Wesley, handled many cases of coercion, always successfully protecting his clients' reputations and thoroughly punishing the coercers. However, Liu Kaiwei was currently filming in Hong Kong, and she couldn't contact him during filming. Moreover, distance couldn't solve her immediate problem; Wesley was a renowned figure in Hong Kong, but his influence on the mainland was questionable.

After much deliberation, Yang Mimi had no choice but to meet the despicable coercer at the time and place indicated in the letter. She knew he had ulterior motives, but she was determined to retrieve the photos and cameras. Of course, she was prepared. After all, she was an actress by profession, having acted in period martial arts dramas and "The Return of the Condor Heroes." She had also learned some basic martial arts from her husband, Liu Kaiwei; while not particularly strong,

she knew a little bit of kung fu. Moreover, Yang Mimi always carried a can of pepper spray for self-defense, just in case. She had also learned shooting from her husband, Liu Kaiwei, but mainland law prohibits private possession of firearms; otherwise, she would definitely have bought a handgun for self-defense. Despite her seemingly weak appearance, she was not as fragile as she appeared. Taking a deep breath, Yang Mimi composed herself and went to the appointment.

The resort's cleaning department's tool shed was in a secluded corner on the ground floor. Apart from the resort's cleaners, few people came here, and after work, no one ever came to this place. Yang Mimi quietly approached the tool shed door, looked around to make sure no one was there, and then pushed the door open. Finding it ajar, she carefully and slowly went inside.

Upon entering the tool shed, Yang Mimi found it pitch black. Just as she was about to find the light switch, a large, hairy hand reached out from the darkness, grabbed her slender wrist, and violently shoved her onto the concrete floor, causing her to break out in a cold sweat from the pain. The large hand then slammed the door shut and locked it from the inside. Suddenly, the lights came on.

Turning around, Yang Mimi saw an ugly, burly man grinning maliciously at her, his greedy gaze fixed on her exposed buttocks and legs clad in dark stockings beneath her skirt.

"You...it's you! Mr. Wen Zhongda, do you know that taking photos of someone's privacy to blackmail them is illegal?"

Turning around and recognizing her as the blackmailer, Yang Mimi was filled with shock and anger. She stared back defiantly at Wen Zhongda. Yang Mimi knew she couldn't show fear in the face of such a blackmailer; the more afraid she was, the worse it would get. While keeping a close eye on the burly, ugly man, she considered her next move. Wen Zhongda was somewhat surprised. He had originally thought Yang Mimi would tremble with fear in his presence, but the young woman's courage and audacity exceeded his expectations.

Disgusted, he licked his lips and grinned maliciously, replying, "Miss Yang, you've got guts. No wonder you're a female celebrity who often strips naked for people to see. Yes, it's me. That photo is amazing, isn't it? But the scene of you masturbating in the bathroom is even more amazing, right here on this camera. Do you want to see it for yourself?"

As he spoke, Wen Zhongda waved a small video camera in his hand, then threatened, "I originally planned to sell these photos and footage to pornographic magazines, but I didn't. Because a beautiful female celebrity like you has unlimited potential. Although you're very famous, your eyes..." "You're not an international star yet, but the Chinese Media Group will soon propel you onto the international film scene. I don't want to kill the goose that lays the golden eggs; I can keep these things secret forever. But I have two conditions. First, once you become an international star, you have to transfer half of your monthly income to my bank account. How about that? Not too much to ask, right?"

In recent years, with the global financial crisis, his investment company would have gone bankrupt long ago if it weren't for the backing of his brother Wentailai. If he could suddenly acquire half of Yang Mimi's film and television advertising revenue, it would be a windfall.

Hearing Wen Zhongda's extortionate demand, Yang Mimi gave him a disdainful look and retorted angrily, "If it's just money, I can give it to you. Tell me, what's your second demand?"

Wen Zhongda didn't answer immediately, his lustful gaze sweeping over Yang Mimi's body before he leered, "My second demand is even simpler: from today onwards, you're my woman. Aren't you lonely because your husband Liu Kaiwei is often away? You're so desperate you even masturbate in the resort bathroom—how pathetic! I'm really good with women; with me, I guarantee you'll never be sexually unsatisfied again."

"Shut up!"

Yang Mimi's face flushed red, and she cried out, "You—you scoundrel, you're a beast!"

"Hahaha! Well said! I'm a scoundrel, a beast!"

Wen Zhongda laughed shamelessly, his eyes flashing with ferocity. As he approached Yang Mimi, he said, "I've only cleaned up my act these past few years. Back in the underworld, I was known as 'The Vicious Beast' because I loved playing with women! Miss Yang, will you take off your clothes yourself, or will I force myself on you?"

Seeing him closing in, Yang Mimi involuntarily took a few steps back. Although she had learned some martial arts from her husband, Liu Kaiwei, the burly Wen Zhongda was clearly a seasoned thug skilled in fighting, and she would definitely be at a disadvantage in a direct confrontation. Yang Mimi tried her best to calm down and thought for a moment, then suddenly said, "Don't be rough, I'll take them off myself."

Wen Zhongda stopped, a smug smile on his face. He thought Yang Mimi had given in. To lower this beast's guard, Yang Mimi pretended to be shy and undressed in the small room filled with cleaning tools. As soon as she took off her top and skirt, Wen Zhongda began to breathe like a wild beast. Her flawless, exquisite body was like Venus descending to earth; her high, G-cup breasts were encased in an oversized white embroidered bra, her slender waist without an ounce of fat, and matching white embroidered thongs concealed her private parts and rounded buttocks. Her refined and ethereal气质 (qi zhi, a kind of refined elegance or aura) was something ordinary beauties lacked.

Chapter 412 Lin Tianlong's Heroic Rescue

Just as Wen Zhongda was lost in lust, the half-naked Yang Mimi suddenly pulled a spray can from her pocket and pressed it against the old rogue's face. The can contained women's self-defense spray; while not lethal, it would still cause tears and snot to flow, making one uncomfortable for a while. Wen Zhongda was sprayed

directly in the face; he immediately closed his eyes, but they were still red, swollen, and tearful, and he couldn't help but cover his face and roar! Taking advantage of the moment, Yang Mimi grabbed a wooden-handled mop from the wall and struck the old thug on the head! With a

"crack!" , the mop broke, and Wen Zhongda, as burly as an ox, swayed and fell to the ground. Yang Mimi breathed heavily, finally managing to subdue the old thug. However, just as she bent down to pick up the small camera that had slipped from Wen Zhongda's hands, this ferocious beast suddenly opened his eyes and, with a roar, slapped Yang Mimi hard across the face, causing her mouth to bleed and rendering her unconscious on the spot. Wiping away the spray residue from his face, Wen Zhongda, with blood bubbles rising from his head, kicked the unconscious Yang Mimi several times, nearly breaking her ribs. The intense pain jolted Yang Mimi awake. Before she could even groan, Wen Zhongda pounced on her half-naked body, ripping open her bra and causing her full, firm breasts to spring out, heaving violently with her painful breaths. With a lewd laugh, the old rogue reached out his hairy hand and squeezed and played with Yang Mimi's beautiful breasts like milking a cow, causing her to cry out in pain. Not satisfied with just playing with her breasts, the beast reached into Yang Mimi's panties and began to fondle her most intimate area. Yang Mimi was filled with utter terror—was she, who had always remained chaste, going to lose her virginity to this old rogue?! Thinking this, she struggled desperately, but she couldn't escape the monstrous strength of this ferocious beast. Wen Zhongda slapped Yang Mimi several more times, hurling insults and tearing her panties. He used his rough fingers to probe her glossy, triangular pubic hair, parting her labia to reveal her tender, red labia, exposing her urethra and vaginal opening. In utter terror, Yang Mimi lost control of her bladder, a gush of urine gushing from her lower body. She had actually lost control in front of this ugly, despicable old rogue! Yang Mimi was so ashamed she wanted to die, but she was being violated by Wen Zhongda. This old rogue used his fingers to play with her vagina, and to her utter shame, her recently unsatisfied body reacted; vaginal fluid began to slowly flow from her. Laughing wildly, Wen Zhongda retrieved a rope from the tool shed and tied Yang Mimi's arms behind her back. Then he stripped off his clothes, revealing his muscular physique and his thick, dark penis. In terms of size alone, Wen Zhongda's penis was about the same size as Liu Kaiwei's, and of course, it couldn't compare to Lin Tianlong's enormous member. But this guy didn't understand the true essence and techniques of sex; he was just a beast who only knew how to vent his lust. Looking at this ugly penis, Yang Mimi trembled all over. "You slut! Serve me properly with your mouth and apologize for your stupid behavior just now!" Wen Zhongda grabbed Yang Mimi's long hair and forced his stinking, ugly penis into her delicate mouth, the foul glans pressing against her throat. With her head held down and her hands tied behind her back, Yang Mimi couldn't resist. She could only let humiliating tears stream down her face as this ferocious sex beast ravaged her mouth with his ugly penis. After violently thrusting his hips nearly a hundred times, the old rogue laughed wildly, shaking his penis and spraying a large amount of foul-smelling semen into the mouth of the beautiful married actress. However, the beast immediately let out a scream, for Yang Mimi, unable to bear the humiliation, desperately bit his genitals, though not severing them, blood splattered everywhere. Wen Zhongda, writhing in pain, became bloodthirsty, viciously grabbing Yang Mimi's slender, white neck, cursing, "You filthy bitch! You dare resist! I'll just kill you first and then rape you!"

Unwilling to be humiliated, Yang Mimi nearly bit off Wen Zhongda's manhood, igniting the beast's murderous intent. He viciously grabbed her neck, intending to kill her first and then rape her! Yang Mimi felt dizzy and short of breath; her slender, fair neck was about to be snapped, and she couldn't even cry out for help.

This scene made Lin Tianlong, who was secretly monitoring Wen Zhongda's actions, unable to bear it any longer. Originally, Lin Tianlong's plan was to use Wen Zhongda's coercion of Yang Mimi to stage a "heroic rescue," thereby further enhancing Yang Mimi's trust and affection for him. But he hadn't expected Yang Mimi to be so steadfast, nor had he expected Wen Zhongda to be so ferocious and insane. If he didn't act soon, the living beauty would become a dead beauty!

Today, from the moment Wen Zhongda sent the threatening letter to Yang Mimi arriving alone at the tool shed for their rendezvous, Lin Tianlong had been watching every single moment closely. At that moment, he was quietly hiding by the small window of the secluded tool shed, observing everything that happened inside. While Lin Tianlong was somewhat disappointed that he might not have a chance to save Yang Mimi when she bravely and cleverly defeated Wen Zhongda, he felt mostly admiration and affection.

Furthermore, Lin Tianlong was also relieved—thankfully, he wasn't the kind of person who would coerce or threaten women into submission. If he had acted like Wen Zhongda, it would only have provoked Yang Mimi's extreme resentment and strong resistance. He understood that Yang Mimi, though outwardly gentle, was strong-willed and wouldn't yield to force.

However, just as he was about to quietly leave, the situation inside suddenly changed! Wen Zhongda, whom Yang Mimi had defeated, suddenly awoke and began violently assaulting the beautiful married actress, humiliating and torturing her like a crazed sexual beast. Lin Tianlong was both shocked and furious. He wanted to rush in to save her, but fearing that this beast might harm Yang Mimi's life, he refrained from acting immediately. He had been keeping a close eye on the room, ready to strike at the opportune moment.

However, the situation was becoming increasingly urgent. Yang Mimi's fierce resistance had enraged Wen Zhongda, who was now planning to kill and rape her! Seeing this, Lin Tianlong knew he couldn't wait any longer. Just then, some broken and discarded equipment from the resort was piled up against the wall outside the cleaning department's tool shed. He grabbed a chair missing a leg and smashed it against the small window.

A loud "bang!" echoed as the windowpane shattered, immediately startling Wen Zhongda, who was viciously choking Yang Mimi, into stopping and turning to look.

Lin Tianlong then jumped into the room through the smashed window, stared at Wen Zhongda, and feigned surprise, questioning, "Aren't you Manager Wen Zhongda of Xinda Investment Center? How dare you commit such a beastly act! Although I know your elder brother, President Wen, I still have to advise you to stop this violence immediately and turn yourself in to the police station! That way, your crime will be lessened."

Wen Zhongda, of course, wouldn't heed such polite advice. Finding that only Lin Tianlong had arrived, he decided to kill him to silence him. He grinned maliciously, "Young Master Lin, you are the future general manager of Huayi Media Group, while I am merely a manager of a small investment company. Normally I..." "I wouldn't dare do anything to you, but things are different now. You want to be a hero and save the damsel in distress? You're just asking to die! I'll kill you and this woman, then strip you naked and put you together. People will think you were murdered while committing adultery, and the prime suspect will naturally be this woman's husband, Liu Kaiwei, the Hong Kong actor. Haha! I was just worried about how to clean up the mess after killing this woman, and you've come at the perfect time!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Mimi, who was lying on the ground clutching her neck and panting heavily, hurriedly shouted to Lin Tianlong, "Lin, Young Master Lin! Run, run! This guy is a heartless beast, he's really capable of doing such a thing!"

Hearing Yang Mimi's shout, Lin Tianlong's heart stirred deeply. It seemed that after spending these past few days together, Yang Mimi had developed some feelings for him, and even while she was still in danger, she was urging him to run. Lin Tianlong was indeed lustful, but he was by no means heartless. At this moment, he felt more guilt than affection for Yang Mimi, this married woman.

Thinking about all this, Lin Tianlong almost completely ignored the murderous Wen Zhongda, which greatly displeased the old rogue. Not wanting to waste any more time, Wen Zhongda grinned maliciously and lunged at Lin Tianlong, viciously throwing a heavy right fist straight at his face. The thought of this punch turning Lin Tianlong's handsome face into a bloody mess with a crisp cracking sound filled Wen Zhongda with immense pleasure. In this guy's eyes, killing Lin Tianlong was as easy as crushing an insect; he simply couldn't understand how his third brother, Wen Taida, could be defeated by this quiet and refined little brat. He didn't have three heads and six arms, and even if he did, he'd break them now!

Wen Zhongda's confidence was not unfounded. Years ago, during gang fights, he had killed the leader of a rival gang with his bare hands, and he had never stopped training over the years; his brute strength, capable of killing with a single punch, remained undiminished. In his eyes, the fighting techniques his third brother Wen Taida and his fellow criminal police officers trained in were all just fancy footwork; nothing compared to the direct and effective close-quarters combat of his own.

"Crack!"

Sure enough, Wen Zhongda heard a crisp sound of breaking bones—unfortunately, not the sound of Lin Tianlong's face being shattered, but the sound of his hairy right wrist snapping!

Yang Mimi, standing behind Wen Zhongda, saw it clearly. Just as the old rogue's heavy punch was about to hit Lin Tianlong's face, Lin Tianlong still wore a gentle smile, but a cold, cruel glint appeared in his eyes.

He swiftly raised one hand, drawing a half-circle in the air, his ten fingers spread wide, gripping Wen Zhongda's wrist tightly. Then, using the force of the punch, he flung the bull-like giant flat on his back, scattering cleaning tools everywhere, his right wrist twisting outwards and fracturing instantly!

"Judo! No, it's Tai Chi!"

Yang Mimi exclaimed in surprise. Her husband, Liu Kaiwei's father, was a famous Hong Kong action actor and martial arts instructor who had studied various martial arts, including Chinese boxing. She also knew a little about these arts from her husband.

Who would have thought that Lin Tianlong, this seemingly gentle and handsome young man, would be proficient in this style of boxing, and use it with such skill that he easily subdued the burly and violent old thug Wen Zhongda. Lin Tianlong was also surprised that Yang Mimi understood the style of boxing he used. He quickly went over to untie her.

Lin Tianlong looked at Yang Mimi's swollen face and bruises with heartache, took off his coat to cover her almost naked body, and told her not to worry about this affecting her career. Then he took out his phone and called Zhu Guangping, the director of the Yandu Mountain Police Station, to hand Wen Zhongda over to them. He then personally escorted Yang Mimi back to her luxurious room. As for the photos and video tapes used to blackmail Yang Mimi, he burned them all on the spot.

Back in Yang Mimi's luxurious room, Lin Tianlong personally helped her apply medicine and treat her wounds before taking his leave. At this moment, Yang Mimi's gratitude towards him was beyond words. After seeing him off, Yang Mimi went into the bathroom and took a long, cold shower, wanting to wash away all the humiliation and pain she had suffered that day.

Chapter 413 Luo Benchu, Li Jinbiao, and Qin Wenxiao arrived one after another.

However, recalling her instinctive reaction when her unsatisfied body was violated, she couldn't help but feel ashamed and shocked. Had her sexual hunger reached such a level? But thinking of Lin Tianlong's dashing and courageous figure saving her that day, a feeling of exhilaration welled up inside her. Women inevitably develop feelings of admiration for men who have protected them in times of crisis.

Under Lin Tianlong's handling, Yang Mimi's assault was transformed into an attempted rape case. The main perpetrator, Wen Zhongda, was later sentenced to a long prison term due to his prior convictions for violent crimes such as rape. Yang Mimi was well-liked within the Chinese Media Group, and given Wen Zhongda's already notorious record, almost everyone hated this old rogue and sympathized with Yang Mimi. As for the coerced photos and cassette tapes, Lin Tianlong had already destroyed them, preventing them from falling into police hands or being leaked, thus minimizing any negative impact on Yang Mimi's reputation. But that's a story for another time.

When Lin Tianlong returned to the lobby, he saw a familiar face approaching from afar; it seemed to be Luo Benchu, Yang Meizhen's husband.

Although Yang Meizhen had lost her virginity as a married woman, she had also received a promise from Lin Tianlong. She quickly relayed Tianlong's hint to her husband, Luo Benchu, as a way to make up for her guilt towards him. Luo Benchu had rushed to the charity banquet with the intention of thanking Lin Tianlong in person and also to have a more thorough discussion about his personal thoughts on climbing the career ladder. His wife hadn't explicitly objected to their phone conversation yesterday, and Luo Benchu was filled with anticipation. He asked for Yang Meizhen's room number at the resort reception and walked over nervously, almost bumping into someone—a handsome young man.

"Excuse me! Young Master Lin!"

"Uncle Luo! Welcome to the charity banquet!"

Lin Tianlong had just come down from Yang Mimi's luxurious room when he spotted the bewildered Luo Benchu.

"It's been years since we last met. Young Master Lin, you're truly a remarkable young man! You've only just graduated and you're already making a name for yourself in Yan City. You're riding high on your success! I've come here specifically to thank you for your support. Uncle will be counting on you from now on. Meizhen and I will be grateful to you for the rest of our lives!"

Luo Benchu had been at a low point in his life and career these past few years, unable to even get a promotion in the Urban Construction Bureau. He felt increasingly disheartened and dejected. Receiving news from his wife, Yang Meizhen, was like a drowning man grasping at a straw. Moreover, this young man before him was more than just a straw; he was practically a ladder to success. Rumors circulated that Mayor Guo was his godfather and Governor Liang of the provincial government was his uncle. Such gossip spread faster among civil servants than any scandal. Now, Luo Benchu had encountered Lin Tianlong at the resort, and naturally, he was all smiles. He looked at the young man as if he were Mayor Guo. After all, a local official was more powerful than a distant one, and Governor Liang was unattainable; Mayor Guo was much closer and more realistic.

"Have you seen Aunt Meizhen?"

Lin Tianlong asked with a smile.

"No, no, I didn't come to see her..."

Luo Benchu was too proud to admit his mistake.

Lin Tianlong's eyes lit up, and an idea came to him. He beckoned to the receptionist and whispered something in her ear. The receptionist hurriedly ran over with Yang Meizhen's room key.

"Uncle Luo, you don't need to be so polite! Since we're talking about Shimin's godmother, I should call you uncle! Aunt Meizhen was tearful yesterday talking about how you've been overlooked all these years. I couldn't bear to see Aunt Meizhen sad, and I didn't want to see you continue to be overlooked. When I get back, I'll put in a good word for you with Mayor Guo!"

Lin Tianlong said with a smile.

Luo Benchu's eyes lit up with surprise as he shook hands repeatedly, saying, "Thank you for your kind words, Young Master Lin!"

"Haha, you're welcome !"

Lin Tianlong waved his hand with a smile, watching Luo Benchu's happy figure walk towards the room. A wicked smile, difficult to decipher, appeared in his eyes. Suddenly, his eyes lit up as a handsome man and a beautiful woman gracefully approached.

"Young Master Long!"

Her long, soft, black hair cascaded over her shoulders. Her oval face was sharply defined, and her lively eyes sparkled with charm. Her full, moist red lips conveyed an alluring message. Her beautiful, supple, and lustrous neck, her sexy collarbone, and the high, white, delicate breasts beneath her rounded shoulders, exuding a warm, fragrant scent, slightly revealed her snow-white bosom. Her round and full breasts created a deep cleavage, showcasing her mature and alluring charm, full of the allure of a young woman. Her fair skin resembled the solidified essence of white jade, her waist as supple as a willow branch, and her legs, as smooth and delicate as ivory carvings, were long and slender. Her long, slender, pale fingers were soft and boneless, and her alluring legs, encased in flesh-colored sheer stockings, appeared even more snow-white and long beneath her slender waist. With a slight sway of her waist and a gentle twist of her hips, every movement exuded charm.

"Sister Wenxiao! Are you here for the charity banquet too?"

Lin Tianlong greeted her with delight.

"Jinbiao, this is Young Master Lin Tianlong; Young Master Long, this is my husband, Li Jinbiao!"

Qin Wenxiao introduced with a charming smile.

"I've long admired Young Master Long's name. My wife and I have come here on our parents' orders to express our gratitude for saving our lives!"

Li Jinbiao said, his eyes filled with gratitude as he tightly grasped Lin Tianlong's hand. "My parents and younger sister were kidnapped by Huang Xiaolong, and it was all thanks to Young Master Long's intervention that we were rescued. Our whole family is deeply grateful. My parents repeatedly told me to thank Young Master Long in person! I heard that the Chinese Media Group and Chairman Huang are co-hosting a charity banquet, and my parents specifically asked us to come and show our support, to do our part. Young Master Long is already a great benefactor to our Li family. From now on, if Young Master Long has any requests, I, Jinbiao, will do my utmost!"

Li Jinbiao looked at the handsome young man before him, with his well-built physique and, most importantly, an aura of masculinity. He felt a sense of joy and regret for not having met him sooner. He held Lin Tianlong's hand tightly.

"Brother Jinbiao, you're too kind!"

Lin Tianlong felt uneasy under Li Jinbiao's gaze, and his grip on Li Jinbiao's hand gave him goosebumps. He felt that Li Jinbiao's eyes were a little strange, which he couldn't accept. He forced a smile and pulled his hand away.

"Young Master Long, I'm so grateful to you for saving my parents-in-law and sister-in-law this

time!" Qin Wenxiao also sensed that something was off with her husband, Li Jinbiao. After their honeymoon, she felt that he had become somewhat distant. A woman's intuition told her that something was wrong, but she couldn't be sure if it was true. At this moment, she could only help her husband shift the awkwardness and sincerely said to Lin Tianlong, "President Su asked me to come and assist Sister Meizhen, so Jinbiao and I came together!"

"Welcome, welcome, a warm welcome! We're all brothers, all family, no need for formalities! I'll have Sister Ruoshan come and arrange rooms for you two!"

Lin Tianlong laughed. He thought to himself: I've already received a reward for rescuing Ji Hanyan, and rescuing Li Chuyuan was just a favor. Li Jinbiao, Li Jinbiao, I've already had a relationship with your mother, Chief Prosecutor Ji Hanyan, and cuckolded your father, Li Chuyuan. Qin Wenxiao, Qin Wenxiao, sooner or later I'll make you two have a threesome. He had once regretted graduating too late and missing Qin Wenxiao and Li Jinbiao's wedding. Actually, he felt that Qin Wenxiao wasn't as innocent and kind as her younger sister, Qin Keqing. Qin Wenxiao seemed more calculating, which was why she schemed to marry into a wealthy family. Lin Tianlong had seen her wedding photos in Qin Wenxiao's online space; the most striking feature was her large breasts, which appeared full and alluring under the low-cut wedding dress. Two white, rounded hemispheres created a deep cleavage. He carefully examined each of Qin Wenxiao's wedding photos; her breasts were indeed large and firm, especially in the photos of her wearing a silk strapless top and Hanfu (traditional Han clothing). It seemed like she wasn't wearing anything underneath, and he could vaguely see her nipples, like two buds… He immediately became aroused.

"No need for Young Master Lin to personally inquire about such a small matter. Sister Ruoshan has already arranged rooms for us!"

Qin Wenxiao said coquettishly.

"Manager Mei has already arranged rooms for Mr. and Mrs. Li. I'll take you upstairs!"

a waiter said respectfully.

"Young Master Long, we'll head up now. We'll treat you to tea and dinner when we get back!"

Li Jinbiao said to Lin Tianlong with a suggestive smile.

"Okay, okay!"

Lin Tianlong, trying to avoid the situation, forced a smile and replied. He finally breathed a sigh of relief after watching Li Jinbiao and Qin Wenxiao enter the elevator, then turned to the receptionist and asked, "Which room did Sister Ruoshan arrange for them?"

"Young Master Lin, it's the room next to yours!"

the receptionist replied respectfully.

Lin Tianlong nodded thoughtfully. Just then, he saw Yang Meizhen, dressed in a purple evening gown, returning from a charity banquet to rest. He greeted her with a wicked grin.

"Aunt Meizhen, you look absolutely stunning in that evening gown!"

Lin Tianlong praised sincerely.

"You smooth talker!"

Yang Meizhen pouted, but was secretly delighted. "What are you doing here? Didn't you go with Yang Mimi?"

"I came here especially to surprise you!"

Lin Tianlong said with a mischievous grin.

"Surprise? What surprise?"

Yang Meizhen asked in surprise. Looking at Lin Tianlong's wicked smile, she knew this little devil was up to no good, and couldn't help but glare at him with a mixture of shyness and resentment.

Luo Benchu walked to the door with a heavy heart. After confirming the number 1314 on the brass plaque on the door several times, he listened intently. There was no sound inside, not even the television. Luo Benchu swiped the white card on the card reader by the door, and the light bulb on the bar device quickly changed from red to green.

He put the card away, carefully turned the handle, and pushed open the door. Inside was a spacious room. The yellow ring light on the ceiling was still on. Luo Benchu knew that Yang Meizhen never had the habit of turning off the lights, or rather, she liked the room to be brightly lit when she returned.

The room was simply furnished. In the center was a large double bed. Yang Meizhen always tossed and turned, often squeezing him to the side at home, so whenever she went out, she always had to use this kind of large bed.

Opposite the bed was a TV cabinet, piled high with colorful bouquets of roses. Luo Benchu, holding a delicate bouquet of roses, sat on the edge of the bed, imagining how surprised and happy his beloved wife, Yang Meizhen, would be when she returned.

He tested the softness of the bed surface; after meeting his wife, a passionate lovemaking session was sure to ensue, he chuckled. The room was filled with the scent of his wife Yang Meizhen's usual cosmetics and perfume. Casually glancing up, he noticed a three-door wardrobe against the side wall of the bed. A new idea struck Luo Benchu.

He stood up, opened the wardrobe doors, and found it empty. After wiping the sheets a few times, the man picked up the bouquet, tiptoed inside, and slowly closed the wardrobe doors, carefully ensuring the flowers weren't touched.

Chapter 414 Luo Benchu's Husband is Currently Facing His Wife's Infidelity

The space wasn't large, just big enough for him to stand in. In this pitch-black environment, only a beam of light shone in from the cracks in the double doors. Luo Benchu was very satisfied with his idea. Perhaps this way he could wait until Yang Meizhen finished washing up before rushing out to steal a kiss. Hehe, he hoped he could hold out until then.

His wife Yang Meizhen's beautiful body made him feel restless. But time was passing too slowly. Every time he heard footsteps outside the door, he was overjoyed, but each time the door didn't open as he expected. Sweat began to drip from his forehead. This damned closet was really hot.

After waiting for a long time, he was starting to doze off. In the stuffy closet, his forehead slowly drooped, and he was startled awake several times by bumping into the closet door.

Just when Luo Benchu couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to go out for some fresh air, he heard a beep, followed by the sound of the door hinges rubbing together. Luo Benchu was overjoyed. Finally, she was back. From the footsteps, Luo Benchu realized that it wasn't just one person returning; it was probably a friend who had brought her back, he thought. But what happened next completely defied his expectations.

A beautiful woman in a purple evening gown gracefully appeared in Luo Benchu's field of vision. Yang Meizhen's hair was styled in a charming updo, her breasts were full and alluring, a ribbon matching the color of her dress was tied around her slender waist, and below her waist were high, full hips. He had seen and caressed this figure countless times, and never tired of it.

Just as Luo Benchu was considering whether to go out and surprise his beloved wife Yang Meizhen or continue waiting, a pair of large male hands suddenly reached out from behind, encircling Yang Meizhen's soft waist. His head rested on the beauty's shoulder, and his mouth was buried in her neck. Although he couldn't see clearly, he could clearly hear the smacking sounds of his lips kissing her neck.

Luo Benchu's mind went blank. For the first few seconds, he even thought he was hallucinating, or that this was just a scene from a play. But he quickly regained his senses and painfully realized that he had encountered the biggest surprise of his life. He had given himself a huge shock. Judging from his beloved wife Yang Meizhen's writhing body, showing no resistance whatsoever, this was definitely not the first time.

"Lin Tianlong! It's him!"

Luo Benchu's face instantly turned crimson. His chest felt as if it had been struck by a giant hammer, the heavy feeling as if it were tearing his body apart. His heart, lungs, liver, gallbladder—all his internal organs—were being gripped together by an invisible hand, trying to crush them.

And controlling this invisible hand was the woman he loved most. Now, the young man's arms, which had been around her waist, were now spread apart. One arm was kneading Yang Meizhen's high breasts, while the other pressed against her crotch, extending three fingers through her silk skirt to lewdly violate her most sacred female parts—the forbidden territory that belonged only to her husband.

Luo Benchu wanted to rush out and give Lin Tianlong a good beating, even kill him. But his years of experience in officialdom pulled him back from his impulse at the last moment. He knew that if he rushed out now, the consequences would be dire. He had no doubt that his impulsiveness in his rage would be devastating, but he also knew he was no match for Lin Tianlong. He had heard about Lin Tianlong's extraordinary exploits these past few days: even Wen Taida, the deputy captain of the criminal investigation team, was defeated by him; he had cracked Huang Xiaolong's kidnapping case, and he, a lowly section chief accustomed to sitting in an office, was nothing to him. He had heard that this little bastard had crippled Hu Gang, and even Zhu Guangping, the director of the Yandu Mountain Police Station, had become his man. Crushing him would be as easy as crushing an ant. He would be finished, Yang Meizhen would be disgraced, and his precious daughter would instantly fall from heaven to hell. The family he had painstakingly built and protected over ten years would crumble overnight—this absolutely could not happen!

He had to try to protect his family, Luo Benchu told himself, and there was also his career to consider. Once he left his civil servant position, he really didn't know what he could do or whether he could survive. He knew he couldn't act impulsively, and he couldn't directly confront Young Master Long.

Having made up his mind, he tried to remain calm, but his legs trembled uncontrollably as he struggled to suppress his instinctive urge to rush out. His hands gripped the bouquet tightly, oblivious to the thorns piercing his palms.

In the sweltering heat of the closet, Luo Benchu felt icy cold, as if he were in an ice cave in a snow-capped mountain. Every drop of sweat felt like a rolling ice bead, making him tremble uncontrollably.

"Ah..."

A woman's soft moan, filled with unbearable longing, drew his attention back. Yang Meizhen, her arms wrapped around the young man's head behind her, had her dress undone, bunched up at her waist, revealing her fair body.

She leaned forward, her full breasts erect, being kneaded into various lewd shapes by the young man's large hands.

Lin Tianlong pressed against her back, their bodies glued together through their thin summer clothes. He kissed Yang Meizhen from the back of her neck, nibbling slowly down to her shoulder blades, leaving a trail of purplish-red marks on her smooth, fair back.

He seemed unwilling to possess this beautiful young woman immediately, wanting to slowly arouse her inner desires. His movements were skillful, expertly stimulating every sensitive spot, causing her rosy lips to emit unbearable moans. He wasn't in a hurry, even though his lower body was already erect.

Lin Tianlong ran his hands over Yang Meizhen's breasts, his fingers tracing circles on her areolas, savoring the soft touch, as he whispered, "Aunt Meizhen, when we first made love in your room the day before yesterday, was this how I teased you?"

"Ah?"

Yang Meizhen, her eyes half-closed like a cat's, feeling the tingling sensation on her breasts and the hot male body behind her, blushed even more at the sudden question. "Yes,"

she answered softly.

"Aunt Meizhen, then tell me, what did I do?"

Lin Tianlong pinched the beauty's pert nipples between two fingers, pressing his thumb against them and gently rubbing the delicate, sensitive nipples.

"You, you peel off my bathrobe, use your hands, use your hands to pinch my breasts, um..."

Yang Meizhen's nipples were pinched hard by the young man, the sudden pain causing her to bite her bright red lips, but her chest still tried to stand high, wanting more forceful caresses from the young man.

"And what else?"

Lin Tianlong continued with great interest, one large hand leaving the already slightly reddened breasts, sliding down Yang Meizhen's flat stomach, and reaching inside her still-wearing skirt. The tight fabric revealed the shape and movement of the young man's hand, which was probing towards the woman's tightly pressed thighs. He didn't rush in, but simply used two fingers to separate the already heated petals in her wet private area, his index finger skillfully finding the erect clitoris and gently brushing it across.

"You're so naughty..."

Yang Meizhen's voice changed from a low moan to a seductive cry. Her eyes opened, staring at the ceiling with a slightly dazed look. She continued, "Then like you are now, playing with, playing with my clitoris."

"Where is 'clitoris'?"

The boy's fingers exerted force again, pressing the wet little pearl into the soft flesh.

"Ah..."

The electric current from her lower body made Yang Meizhen's whole body go limp. Her knees and legs, which were clenched together in a V-shape, trembled incessantly. Her two feet, shaped like the number eight, were wearing 9-centimeter high heels, making her body sway even more violently. If it weren't for the boy's arm stroking her chest, she might have already fallen onto the bed in front of her.

She answered between soft gasps, "It's, it's my clitoris."

Looking at her round buttocks that were high and up because of her chest, Lin Tianlong couldn't help but swallow. Although he had seen it countless times, every time he saw such full peach-shaped buttocks rising high in front of him, he had an urge to fuck her hard. What a slut.

Lin Tianlong glanced at the wardrobe, seemingly casually. He was certain Luo Benchu was hiding inside, spying on his wife. Lin Tianlong felt a surge of pleasure, his fingertips continuing to twirl around her tender clitoris. He then asked, "Did you call him yesterday?"

Yang Meizhen, of course, couldn't see the lust in his eyes. She replied, "Yes, I didn't call him first. I received his call, and then you told me, ah, told me, that I can't call him without permission."

The young man withdrew his fingers from her vulva, stroking her buttocks tightly encased in her purple skirt. He pressed his fingers firmly, leaving five indentations. He asked with feigned authority, "So, after that time you masturbated me in the Shangri-La fitting room, have you slept with him?"

"No, I haven't."

Yang Meizhen shook her head, her brows furrowed, her expression a mixture of shame, excitement, or both.

"Then why not do it with him? Isn't he still your husband?"

Lin Tianlong asked mockingly, slowly lifting the hem of the beautiful woman's skirt over her high, round buttocks, revealing her fair and slender legs.

"...Ugh..."

Yang Meizhen bit her lip, shaking her head violently, refusing to cooperate with his lewdness. Every time they made love, he would mention her status as a married woman, as if that would excite him more, and make her feel even more debased and lewd.

With a slap, the big boy's large hand struck Yang Meizhen's already naked buttocks, clearly imprinting a red five-finger mark on her translucent skin. Her high, smooth peach-shaped buttocks trembled from the blow. "If you don't talk, you'll be punished."

The big boy's lips curled into a cruel smile.

"Ugh..."

Yang Meizhen bit a strand of hair that had fallen from her head with her bright red lips, shaking her head desperately, refusing to give in.

*Slap slap slap*, Lin Tianlong vigorously kneaded her erect breasts, his fingers playing with her hard nipples, while simultaneously slapping her firm, bouncy buttocks with his palms. Her buttocks were covered in a fine layer of fragrant sweat, white and tender like peeled boiled eggs. Each slap made her plump buttocks tremble slightly, her ankles swaying occasionally, her beautiful legs clamping even tighter, her leaning body filling the boy's palms with her full breasts.

"Ah... I said... it's... because without your permission, Young Master Long, I... I can't make love with my husband... ah..."

Yang Meizhen opened her red lips, moaning shamefully as a tingling, electric-like sensation surged from the deepest part of her body, causing her to involuntarily twitch from her toes to the top of her head.

Hearing all this from inside the closet, Luo Benchu felt as if he'd been struck by lightning, his already simmering anger exploding within him. So that's what happened that morning when his wife abruptly ended their lovemaking! He wanted to laugh out loud, to burst into laughter. For the first time, he realized that a man's dignity could be trampled on like this. His wife could so readily obey the young master Lin Tianlong, depriving him of his most basic rights as a husband.

Luo Benchu's flushed face turned ashen, yet he was utterly helpless.

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