The promiscuous life of entrepreneurs

Zhang Shuicheng , a businessman,
lay sprawled in a rocking chair, gazing out the floor-to-ceiling windows of the living room at the dazzling night view of the Huangpu River, with boats crisscrossing its surface. He sipped red wine and listened to the radio announce the host city for the 44th World Expo. When he heard Shanghai, Zhang Shuicheng smiled. He had succeeded again. The 1,000 acres of land he had acquired in the Shangnan area of Pudong last month, overcoming opposition at the board meeting, was about to skyrocket in value.

Thinking of this, Zhang Shuicheng downed his wine in one gulp and dialed a direct line: "Xiao Lin, has the flight to America tonight been booked?" "

It's done, Mr. President." The gentle voice of his secretary, Tracy Lin, came from the other end of the line. "

I'm coming right away, get ready."

The flight from Pudong International Airport to the United States took off on time. Zhang Shuicheng sat in first class. Why were there so few people today? Besides himself, there were only two or three others.

Zhang Shuicheng turned on his laptop and began planning his meeting with Smith of the A&K Group in the United States tomorrow. He absolutely needed to secure 5 billion yuan in funding to start the Shangnan project. By noon, Zhang Shuicheng had almost finished. "

Sir, would you like some coffee?

" The voice was sweet. Zhang Shuicheng looked up. She was so beautiful, with delicate features and a beautiful flight attendant uniform that hugged her full figure.

"Sir..." Andy blushed, clearly embarrassed by his gaze. Although men often looked at her like that on airplanes, she didn't expect this gray-haired old man to look at her like that too. "

Your name is Andy. How old are you?" Zhang Shuicheng glanced at her name tag.

21 years old.

"Hey, you look familiar. You're Zhang Shuicheng, the president of Mingcheng." Andy remembered the man on the cover of "Life Express" magazine she'd seen earlier that day—this was the man before her. "Do

you know me?" Zhang Shuicheng smiled slightly. "

You built your fortune from scratch, becoming one of the most legendary figures among Shanghai's top ten richest people." Andy's eyes were filled with admiration.

Zhang Shuicheng smiled: "Nothing special, just an ordinary person."

The two chatted and laughed for a while, and Zhang Shuicheng had already taken a liking to this young and beautiful flight attendant. "

I'm going to the restroom."

"I'll take you there."

Upon reaching the restroom, Zhang Shuicheng, taking advantage of the moment Andy opened the door, shoved her inside and closed the door.

"Mr. Zhang, what are you doing?" Andy protested.

"Andy, I liked you at first sight.

You could be my father, no, ah..." Before she could finish, Zhang Shuicheng silenced her with a kiss.

While enjoying Andy's sweet saliva, Zhang Shuicheng caressed her firm breasts through her shirt. Young breasts are so wonderful! At first, she resisted, but her previous respect and awe for Zhang Shuicheng prevented her from being too firm. With Zhang Shuicheng's movements, Andy soon became lost in passion, her eyes half-closed, enjoying the pleasure this white-haired old man brought her.

Zhang Shuicheng suppressed the discomfort of his engorged penis, his right hand quietly slipping inside Andy's uniform skirt, gently caressing her inner thigh through her stockings. So soft, so smooth! Slowly, his hand slipped inside Andy's white panties.

"Ah...don't do that..." Andy let out a low moan.

Zhang Shuicheng probed her vulva with his fingers, gently rubbing her young clitoris: "Don't be too loud, we'll be discovered."

In the extremely tense situation of constantly being discovered, both of their bodies were incredibly sensitive.

Zhang Shuicheng squeezed Andy's full buttocks, sucking on her full breasts, while simultaneously pulling out his penis and guiding Andy's hand to touch it. "

Yours...it's so big...so hot!" Andy whispered shyly.

The small bathroom was filled with their rapid breathing and the throbbing of spring.

As Andy stroked his penis, enjoying her soft, warm body, Zhang Shuicheng couldn't resist any longer: "Andy, put one foot on the toilet."

Zhang Shuicheng grabbed Andy's buttocks from behind, pulled her white panties down to her calves, and slowly inserted his large, black penis into her soft, hot vagina. Her young cunt was wonderful. While fucking her, Zhang Shuicheng caressed Andy's breasts with both hands. Andy moaned softly, enjoying the thrusting of this old man who could be her father, occasionally turning back to kiss Zhang Shuicheng. The bathroom was a scene of lewdness.

Ah…ah…after hundreds of thrusts, Zhang Shuicheng couldn't hold back any longer.

"No...don't shoot inside...you'll get pregnant..." Andy sensed that Zhang Shuicheng was about to ejaculate.

But at the height of his climax, Zhang Shuicheng couldn't control himself and ejaculated his thick, old semen into Andy's uterus. "

I'm sorry, I really couldn't hold back..." Pulling out his penis, Zhang Shuicheng picked up a tissue and wiped Andy clean. His thick semen slowly flowed from Andy's vagina, trickling down her thighs. Andy, with her eyes closed and head tilted, was still savoring the climax.

Before getting off the plane, Zhang Shuicheng gave Andy 1 million yuan, and the two became close friends despite their age difference.

(II)

"Mr. Zhang, good morning." The security guard, Xiao Liu, standing at the garage entrance, greeted Zhang Shuicheng as he walked in. "

Good morning, Xiao Liu."

"Are you driving a BMW or a Forever brand bicycle today?" Xiao Liu teased. "

You little rascal." Zhang Shuicheng laughed and strode into garage number 048 in the underground garage. There was a magnificent black BMW parked there, next to which was a dilapidated Forever brand bicycle that seemed completely out of place. Every time Zhang Shuicheng saw this broken bicycle, he would think of the hard days he spent running a sales business, and of course, the passionate years of starting his own business.

Zhang Shuicheng got into his BMW and drove towards the Lujiazui Financial and Trade Zone. As he drove along Century Avenue in Pudong, looking at the beautiful greenery and towering buildings on both sides of the road, he couldn't help but sigh. Back when he was struggling alone in Shanghai, Pudong was still farmland. He used to ride his bicycle almost everywhere in Shanghai, including Pudong. Those were tough times. Compared to him, his two sons were truly fortunate.

Thinking of his sons, Zhang Shuicheng couldn't help but smile. Xiao Feng had always been obedient and hardworking. He had just returned from MIT with an MBA two years ago and was now the group's vice president, becoming his right-hand man. Last year, he married the daughter of a shipping trade tycoon and settled down. A man like him was now settled.

But Xiaoyun, sigh… Thinking of his youngest son, Zhang Shuicheng felt helpless. His unruly personality meant he was always hanging out with girls. He was almost a senior in high school, and he didn't know if he could get into Fudan University. If he didn't, he'd have to send him to the US, even though Fengjiao strongly objected. "

56th floor of the Jinmao Building, young master of Mingcheng Group

, what brings you here? Skipped class again?" His secretary, Tracy Lin, greeted Zhang Yun as he hurried in, noticing he was holding the hand of his classmate, the CFO's daughter, Xiaoxue.

"Sister Lin, I'm not afraid. My dad's in America on business and hasn't come back yet," Zhang Yun replied with a grin. "

President Zhang called and said he's back and on his way to the company!

Hurry to your mother's." Zhang Yun was startled and quickly pulled Xiao Xue inside. "

How can she do this? Does she even have a brain?" They had barely reached the finance office door when they heard Xiao Xue's mother, Liu Xia, scolding her. "

My mom's in a bad mood right now. Don't let her see me, or I'll get yelled at again." Xiao Xue quickly turned and left. "

What's there to be afraid of?" Xiao Yun watched Xiao Xue's retreating figure, then pushed open the door and went inside: "Aunt Xia, you're angry again. You'll age easily."

"Go out and get back to work." Liu Xia dismissed her subordinate. "Xiao Yun, you little rascal." Liu Xia laughed: "Which female classmate are you flirting with today?"

"Your daughter, of course." Xiao Yun smiled inwardly: "No one else.

I saw you at Tianma Entertainment City with a client last time. What were you doing there? You're still a child, don't learn bad things." Liu Xia said with a smile.

Seeing Aunt Xia's ambiguous smile, Xiao Yun's heart skipped a beat. Liu Xia was 38 years old this year, wearing black high boots and sheer stockings, with a red scarf around her neck. She had beautiful features, and her professional attire accentuated her graceful figure—a typical image of a strong woman.

"If I can't have your daughter today, I'll have you." Xiao Yun smiled mischievously, closing the door behind her. He walked up to Liu Xia, unzipped his pants, and pulled out his penis: "Aunt Xia, do you think I'm still young?"

"Xiao Yun, what are you doing!" Liu Xia was stunned, taking a few steps back. Xiao Yun had always groped her before, but she'd thought he was just a child and hadn't paid attention. She never expected him to dare do this.

Xiao Yun looked at Liu Xia with a grin, calm and collected, masturbating as he grew his penis several times its normal size. "

This guy's bigger than my husband's," Liu Xia thought, her face flushing. "

Aunt Xia, I like you so much.

I... I could be your mother."

Xiao Yun hugged Aunt Xia tightly, kissing her passionately: "Aunt Xia, you're so beautiful, I like you so much. I'll talk good things about you to my dad, and he'll promote you to vice president." While coaxing Aunt Xia, Xiao Yun groped her body, his hands moving all over her.

"You little devil...you just know how to lie..." Aunt Xia tried to push him away, but she didn't dare to be too forceful. This job, this position, was hard-won. Gradually, her body heated up, and her lower body began to itch: "Xiao Yun...please don't..." Her voice grew softer and softer.

Xiao Yun helped Aunt Xia to the window, looking at the beautiful view of Pudong outside the Jinmao Building. Xiao Yun rolled up Aunt Xia's business skirt, squatted down, and stroked her thighs and stockings. So soft, so comfortable. He slowly moved upwards, caressing her two plump buttocks as he pulled down her underwear.

"Ah... Xiaoyun... no... do it here..." Xiaoyun ignored him, spreading her two snow-white, plump buttocks apart, licking her vulva with her tongue. "Ah... no... lick here, it's dirty!" Xiaoyun was deeply licking Aunt Xia's anus with her tongue.

While watching Aunt Xia's exquisite black high-top leather boots, her black pantyhose pulled up to her thighs, and her white thighs contrasting sharply with the black, she masturbated. Her penis was too hard. Xiaoyun stood up, helped Aunt Xia up, and slowly inserted her penis into her vulva from behind.

"Ah...

don't be too loud, we're in the office." Xiaoyun gently kissed Aunt Xia's earlobe, thrusting into the beautiful middle-aged woman's honey pot. So good! "

Aunt Xia, lift this leg up." Xiaoyun held Aunt Xia's right leg, admiring his black penis entering and exiting her beautiful vagina, flipping in and out. The entire office was filled with the sounds of thrusting and the two people's panting.

"Ah...don't pull out..."

Xiaoyun suddenly turned around and picked up Aunt Xia, making her face him. Looking into Aunt Xia's smiling eyes, Aunt Xia covered her eyes in embarrassment. "

Aunt Xia, was it good just now?"

"You little rascal."

Xiaoyun grabbed Aunt Xia's legs and lifted her up: "Aunt Xia, you're so heavy." "

Xiaoyun, what are you doing? Put me down!"

Although Xiaoyun was only 16 years old, he was already 1.7 meters tall and very strong: "Aunt Xia, let's change positions." He lifted Aunt Xia's buttocks, guided his penis to her vagina, and slowly lowered her.

Ah… a lewd position. Aunt Xia blushed crimson with shame. Being done like this by a child who could be her son was too embarrassing. “Hurry up, someone will come in soon.”

Xiao Yun lifted Aunt Xia’s buttocks, raising and lowering them, enjoying the friction of his penis in this position. He admired Aunt Xia’s tightly furrowed brows, slightly open mouth, and flaring nose. How lewd! The strong woman who had been so domineering and stern just moments before was now groaning in submission beneath him.

Ah...ah...after hundreds of thrusts, Xiaoyun ejaculated, clinging tightly to Aunt Xia, kissing her lips, and forcefully shooting his young semen deep into the beautiful woman's womb. Aunt Xia also tightly embraced Xiaoyun's neck, enjoying the spasms of orgasm.

"Aunt Xia, I'm going to come home and fuck you from now on," Xiaoyun told Aunt Xia as she left.

(III)

Shanghai West Suburbs Manor, Zhang Shuicheng's private villa. "

Mom, are we going to West Lake this morning?" Zhang Yun asked his mother while biting into his bread.

"Yes, your dad said he's free today." Lei Fengjiao, dressed in all black, looked even more dignified and beautiful. "

Aunt Zhang, go upstairs and tell Shuicheng to get up quickly."

Just as Aunt Zhang was about to answer, Zhang Shuicheng came downstairs in his pajamas, holding a phone.

"Hello, Xiao Lin, what's wrong?" "

I'm sorry to bother you so early, Mr. Zhang. Something happened at Mingcheng Garden. Last night, a worker at the construction site had a fever, and later... later it was diagnosed as SARS at the hospital. This morning, the construction site has been quarantined and construction cannot resume." Secretary Xiao Lin anxiously reported this.

Zhang Shuicheng's heart sank. The thing he had been worried about had happened. The handover date for Mingcheng Garden was fast approaching. Last time, a deputy director of the Public Security Bureau who bought a property in Mingcheng Garden came to the company to complain about the slow construction schedule. The buyers of Mingcheng Garden all have some connections in Shanghai. If the handover is not on time, it will be a real problem. "

Mr. Zhang, what should we do?" "Manager Liu at the construction site has called you several times."

Zhang Shuicheng pondered for a moment: "Xiaolin, get ready right away, I'm going to the Construction Committee immediately."

"What's wrong, Shuicheng? What happened?" Lei Fengjiao stood up and rushed over, asking anxiously. "

There's a SARS outbreak at the construction site, I'm quarantined. I need to go see Director Wang at the Construction Committee right away."

"Weren't you going to Hangzhou today?" Xiaoyun said unhappily, "It's rare that you guys have time."

Zhang Shuicheng ignored her, still pondering how to deal with this crisis, and turned to go upstairs. "

Next time, you do your homework today, you have exams next week." Lei Fengjiao went over and patted Xiaoyun's head. Xiaoyun reluctantly went into her room. "

Xiaoxin, come to my place." Lei Fengjiao made a phone call to her secretary, Wang Yuxin. This young girl has been acting strangely lately, always seeming absent-minded. It's usually hard to talk to her about it at work, but today I have some time to talk to her alone. She's the daughter of Director Wang from the Construction Committee, and I also want her to tell her father about the SARS outbreak.

Around 10 a.m., when Wang Yuxin arrived, Lei Fengjiao was swimming.

"Aunt Lei," Wang Yuxin stood by the pool, gazing intently at Lei Fengjiao's fair and voluptuous body swimming in the clear water. The sunlight shimmered on the surface: almost 46 years old, yet her figure is still so good.

"Xiaoxin, you're here?" "Come swim with me! Your swimsuit is in the changing room, I've got it ready for you." "

I can't swim.

" "That's okay, I'll teach you." "Hurry up!"

Xiaoxin changed into her swimsuit and carefully entered the pool.

"I never knew your skin was so good, and your figure is amazing too! You're absolutely stunning!"

Lei Fengjiao swam over with a smile, taking Wang Yuxin's arm. Wang Yuxin blushed shyly.

"Xiaoxin, have you been preoccupied lately? You seem so absent-minded."

Wang Yuxin glanced quickly at Lei Fengjiao: "No!"

Lei Fengjiao was startled, thinking that glance looked exactly like Zhang Shuicheng's eyes. "

Alright, fine, if you won't tell me, I'll teach you how to swim." Lei Fengjiao supported Wang Yuxin's waist, and the two began to swim.

Eighteen-year-old Wang Yuxin's young body was very flexible. Holding Wang Yuxin's waist, Lei Fengjiao couldn't help but sigh, realizing her own body was already a bit limp. Lost in thought, she unknowingly swam into the deep end when Wang Yuxin suddenly lost her balance and slipped in. Lei Fengjiao's swimming skills were also mediocre, and it took her a while to frantically pull Wang Yuxin out and place her on the poolside.

Wang Yuxin was unconscious. Lei Fengjiao quickly began CPR, and just as she put her mouth to Wang Yuxin's, Wang Yuxin suddenly grabbed her, their tongues intertwining. Lei Fengjiao struggled and pushed her away…

"Xiaoxin, what are you doing?!" Lei Fengjiao finally managed to pull her mouth away.

"Aunt Lei, I like you so much." Wang Yuxin opened her bright eyes. "

We're both women, you should find a boyfriend."

"Aunt Lei, I've never liked men since I was little. Every time I see you scolding those stinky men in the company, I admire you so much. I like you so much, and I want to love you properly.

" Lei Fengjiao listened to Wang Yuxin's confession, and their bodies pressed tightly together again, feeling each other's body heat. Wang Yuxin's hands caressed her buttocks, feeling a little dizzy: "Young people these days are so open-minded."

"You...you shouldn't do this, I could be your mother." "Mmm..."

Before she could finish speaking, Wang Yuxin kissed her tightly again, swallowing Lei Fengjiao's fragrant tongue and sweet saliva, her hands gently caressing her breasts.

By the pool, a young girl and a woman old enough to be her mother were locked in a passionate kiss. Xiaoyun, standing by the window, watched in astonishment as her mother and Wang Yuxin clasped together.

"Xiaoxin, no, not here..." Lei Fengjiao was also becoming aroused.

Wang Yuxin knew Lei Fengjiao had given in: "Aunt Lei, let's go to the changing room."

The cramped changing room was only about five square meters. Wang Yuxin pushed Lei Fengjiao against the wall, lifted her arms, and showered her with kisses. The small space was filled with their soft, intimate sounds. Lei Fengjiao was also aroused; she was already wet.

Xiaoyun had already come down and was peeking through the ventilation opening from the doorway.

Wang Yuxin gradually squatted down, pulled aside Aunt Lei's swimsuit bottoms, and began licking Lei Fengjiao's clitoris and labia, her hands spreading Lei Fengjiao's snowy buttocks apart; Lei Fengjiao tilted her head back, her eyes half-closed, enjoying the girl's tenderness.

Looking at her mother's slightly plump, flawless white body, her hair styled in a professional updo, yet her face filled with lewdness, Xiaoyun was thrilled. She hadn't expected her usually dignified and serious mother to be like this. Xiaoyun was excited, watching her mother's wantonness, and couldn't help but pull out her own penis, slowly stroking it.

"Xiao Xin, don't... don't lick there, it's dirty..."

Wang Yuxin had already crawled between Lei Fengjiao's legs, her tongue licking her anus; a tingling, numb sensation made Lei Fengjiao slightly raise her buttocks, allowing Wang Yuxin to lick deeper.

After a while, why did she stop licking? Lei Fengjiao opened her eyes and saw Wang Yuxin take out a dildo from her bag and put it on, looking exactly like a man.

"You little brat, you were prepared all along!" "Aunt

Lei, I missed you so much! Every time I see your strong, independent woman image at the company, I can't help myself. I really want to fuck you, I want to conquer you." "

Xiao Xin..." Lei Fengjiao looked at Wang Yuxin, her eyes filled with maternal love: "I've always treated you like my daughter, how could you treat me like this?"

"Aunt Lei, I want it!" Wang Yuxin turned Lei Fengjiao's buttocks towards herself, making her face the wall, and grabbed Lei Fengjiao's breasts from behind, gently kneading them: "Aunt Lei, I'll make you feel very comfortable."

Lei Fengjiao helplessly closed her eyes; she needed it too, and couldn't pretend.

"Ah... gently, Xiaoxin."

Wang Yuxin slowly inserted the dildo from behind, slowly thrusting in and out. "

Aunt Lei, does it feel good?"

"Mmm... deeper..." Lei Fengjiao squinted, enjoying the feeling of being fucked by a young girl. "

Mom, I love you so much, I love fucking you!" Wang Yuxin whispered obsessively.

So she had a mother complex; poor child. Lei Fengjiao responded: "Good girl, hurry!" Harder…fuck your mother, I like being fucked by you…

In the small changing room, two snow-white bodies pressed together. An 18-year-old teenage girl was fucking a 46-year-old middle-aged woman in a doggy-style position. The air was filled with their moans, and the changing room was filled with a lewd and erotic atmosphere.

Xiaoyun's blood was surging, and he quickened the pace of his thrusting. Staring at his mother's slightly upturned snow-white buttocks, looking at his mother's dignified yet wanton face, and her long, slender legs standing straight with excitement, Xiaoyun was extremely excited and almost exploded.

Ah…ah…as his mother reached her climax, Xiaoyun also ejaculated thick, young semen outside.

Inside the changing room, the two women hugged each other tightly.

I really want to fuck my mom! Xiaoyun suddenly had this strong desire.

(IV) Zhang Feng and

his mother-in-law Wang Hong were on their way to the Jin Mao Tower. When they reached the intersection of Century Avenue and Pudong Avenue, the light was red again. Zhang Feng put the CD in, and Ouyang Feifei's song "Exit and Arrival" immediately started playing in the car. This was Zhang Feng's favorite song.

Feeling a little better, he lit a cigarette and looked out the window. It was Monday, another week of rush hour. He watched people coming and going on the street, and a few white-collar workers running across the zebra crossing. What are people busy with in their lives? Just for a few bites of food?

Zhang Feng sighed. He hadn't been happy much since returning to Shanghai. As the vice president of Mingcheng Group, the real estate empire his father had built, Zhang Feng should have been living a carefree and joyful life, but for some reason, he had been feeling uneasy lately.

*Beep...* A shout from behind startled Zhang Feng from his reverie. The light had turned green. Zhang Feng threw away his cigarette, turned the car around, and headed towards the Dalian Road Tunnel. His destination: Caoyang in Putuo District.

Entering Lanxi Road, the tall, lush plane trees on both sides gave Zhang Feng a feeling of coming home. This was where he had spent his happy childhood; before his father became wealthy, his family lived here.

Cao Yang was the first workers' new village built in Shanghai in 1949. Now, Cao Yang has a 50-year history. It has many old houses, beautiful greenery, and a ring-shaped waterway. The Zhang Shuicheng family has a deep affection for Cao Yang and still preserves their old house there.

After returning to Shanghai, Zhang Feng would come here whenever he was unhappy, searching for something he had lost—happiness, or something else—he couldn't say for sure. The car slowly drove across the road, feeling the warmth of the sunlight. Zhang Feng felt a sense of relief and turned off his phone. He would stay here for the day.

After getting out of the car, in a small park near the ring-shaped waterway, Zhang Feng found a sunny spot to think. He had always wanted to start his own company and work for himself; working for his father always made him feel uncomfortable. But now his funds were limited, and he was unwilling to ask his father for money. There was also his wife, Li Jiayan; this marriage was a business arrangement for the union of two families, not of his own volition. He and Li Jiayan had been having frequent conflicts lately, and he was feeling troubled when…

“Xiao Feng…”

Zhang Feng turned around and saw it was his mother-in-law, Wang Hong, a senior teacher at Shanghai No. 2 Middle School. “

It’s Mom!” Zhang Feng then remembered that his mother-in-law’s family also lived in Cao Yang.

“Xiao Feng, come see me! Come in and sit down.” Wang Hong looked at Zhang Feng affectionately.

“Oh… okay…” Zhang Feng felt a little embarrassed; this wasn’t his original purpose. Wang Hong took Zhang Feng’s arm and led him towards Cao Yang Huating. “

Sit down, I’ll get you some water.”

“Dad’s not here? You haven’t started school yet, have you? You’re quite free.”

Wang Hong is a senior teacher at Shanghai No. 2 Middle School. She's old, 46, and will retire in a few years. "

You haven't seemed very happy lately. Why didn't you go to the company today?"

"Hmm..." Zhang Feng replied casually.

"Is something going on between you and Jia Yan? Tell me everything." Wang Hong took Zhang Feng's hand, and Zhang Feng felt a warmth in his heart. He had never told anyone about his problems; everyone in his family was too busy.

Zhang Feng told Wang Hong all his worries. Wang Hong was a teacher, very considerate of others, and good at comforting people. After a while, Zhang Feng felt much better, and he felt his relationship with his mother-in-law, Wang Hong, had deepened considerably. "

Xiao Feng, our whole family likes you very much. From the first moment I saw you, I liked you. You're a good child." "

Thank you, Mom." Zhang Feng grasped Wang Hong's hand, feeling as if she were his mother, so kind and beautiful.

Suddenly, a thought struck Zhang Feng. They gazed at each other for a moment. Wang Hong sensed something was amiss, quickly averting her gaze and hurriedly standing up, entering the kitchen. Zhang Feng followed, observing Wang Hong's slightly plump, middle-aged figure, long legs, black, curly hair, and gold-rimmed glasses—a typical image of a sophisticated female intellectual.

Zhang Feng felt a surge of impulse and hugged Wang Hong from behind. "Mom, I like you..."

Wang Hong panicked. "Xiao Feng, don't do this..."

He had been very troubled these past few days, but his conversation with Wang Hong had cheered him up a lot. Zhang Feng felt a surge of relief, and a feeling welled up inside him. His hands roamed over Wang Hong's body, exploring her every inch.

Wang Hong tried to push him away: "Xiao Feng, I'm your mother-in-law, don't do this..." Mmm...

Zhang Feng kissed her, stopping her from speaking. His hands kneaded Wang Hong's breasts. The middle-aged woman's breasts were full and delicate. Zhang Feng played with them, feeling extremely comfortable. He gently bit Wang Hong's earlobe. "Mom, I like you so much. I need you."

Wang Hong felt a surge of emotion. The passion with her husband had long since faded, and it had been a long time since a man had spoken to her like this. Ah… Xiao Feng…

Zhang Feng turned Wang Hong around, so that her back was to him. He squatted down, rolled up Wang Hong's skirt, and from behind, through her stockings, caressed her slender legs. He slowly pulled down her white stockings and black panties, revealing her fair and plump buttocks to Zhang Feng's eyes.

Xiao Feng, don't… Wang Hong felt a surge of embarrassment. In broad daylight, she was naked, doing *that* with her son-in-law. Ah…

Zhang Feng bent Wang Hong forward, making her buttocks slightly raised, exposing the middle-aged woman's beautiful vulva to him, which, like its owner, was shyly closed.

Zhang Feng gently licked Wang Hong's vulva, spreading her buttocks apart with both hands, licking back and forth between her anus and vagina. Wang Hong's head tilted back; it felt so good, so lewd. This contradictory feeling made Wang Hong's body extremely sensitive, and she took off her clothes.

Wang Hong's beautiful, slightly plump, naked body, a middle-aged woman, was presented before Zhang Feng's eyes. She was so beautiful, with the restraint of a highly educated intellectual, and her slightly protruding belly made Zhang Feng's penis even harder. Wang Hong lowered her head shyly, hugging her breasts. "Xiao Feng, I'm nervous, I need to go to... the bathroom..."

Zhang Feng grabbed Wang Hong from behind and walked towards the bathroom. "Xiao Feng... don't do this... I can do it myself...

I'll help you pee." Zhang Feng said playfully.

Her legs were spread apart, her vulva wide open—so lewd! Wang Hong felt incredibly embarrassed; she had never done this in front of anyone before.

"Hurry up, Mom..."

Wang Hong could only concentrate on urinating. After a while, the sound of urine dripping and pattering echoed in the bathroom.

"Phew..." After urinating, Wang Hong felt a wave of relief. Zhang Feng sat on the toilet. "Mom, now that you're comfortable, suck me too..."

Wang Hong blushed and gently put Zhang Feng's penis into her mouth. Due to moral constraints, she and her husband had never done this. "

So good!" Watching Wang Hong suck and spit out his penis, Zhang Feng felt a surge of pleasure. Normally, she was a serious teacher at school, an authority figure for her students, but now she was kneeling between his legs, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, licking him.

Zhang Feng's masculine pride surged. A wave of heat rose in the cramped bathroom, making both of them feel scorching hot. The air was filled with a lewd scent. "Mom, you've worked so hard. Sit down."

Wang Hong slowly sat down, supporting Zhang Feng's penis. Zhang Feng held Wang Hong's buttocks and began to move up and down. Wang Hong grabbed Zhang Feng's neck, resting her face weakly against his head, enjoying the boy's tenderness.

Zhang Feng turned and kissed Wang Hong's lips: "Mom...Mom...I'm fucking you...

Fuck me, fuck me to death..." Wang Hong was already infatuated, gripping Zhang Feng's neck tightly. "

It's so stuffy!" Wang Hong said.

Suddenly Zhang Feng stood up and walked towards the living room, tossing Wang Hong up and down as he went. Wang Hong clung to Zhang Feng's head, her body moving in tandem with his movements. Ah...ah...

before they even reached the living room, both of them couldn't hold back any longer and collapsed onto the carpet...

(V)

Six o'clock in the morning, the 56th floor of the Jin Mao Tower.

It was still early before work hours, and the company was quiet. Zhang Feng stood by the window, gazing at the Huangpu River in the distance. It was another rainy day in Shanghai.

He had heard the news last night that Leslie Cheung had committed suicide by jumping off a building.

People born in the 1970s basically grew up alongside Hong Kong and Taiwan superstars like Leslie Cheung and Tam Wing-Lin.

"Silence is Golden," "Side View," and "A Chinese Ghost Story" seemed like yesterday. When Zhang Feng first heard the news, he couldn't believe it. After confirming it, he was overwhelmed with grief and confusion. This man, successful and accomplished, someone who would never commit suicide, had resolutely chosen death. Zhang

Feng couldn't believe it, yet he also felt he could understand. Humans are fragile, and life is too light to bear. Perhaps in the moment he jumped from the high building, his soul gained freedom. He

had been married to Li Jiayan for over a year, and they often argued. Li Jiayan was a woman with an extremely strong desire for power. She often mocked Zhang Feng as a puppet, saying that the power in the company was always in his father's hands, and the company's relationships were complicated, with several veterans eyeing the company covetously. With real power in hand, he had very few decisions to make, and life was difficult for him.

Recently, Zhang Feng and Li Jiayan separated again, and Zhang Feng was in a bad mood.

Standing by the window, the view outside was shrouded in a semi-transparent misty rain, indistinct and fleeting. Each raindrop slid down the glass, leaving trails of water, like a person's life—crashing into the world, suffering endlessly, and ultimately leaving no trace, returning to where they came from.

Life is short and so fragile. Should I live in the shadow of others, or walk my own path?

Zhang Feng stood straight at the window, staring at the raindrops sliding down, his mind filled with the questions he had been asking himself for days. "

I want to start my own business. I want to live freely. The reasons I gave before were just excuses to escape. I want to tell Li Jiayan that I'm not the person she always thought I was. I can change. I can create a new me."

Zhang Feng breathed a sigh of relief, feeling much lighter. "I need to tell her my decision," he thought. Zhang Feng turned and left the company, driving to Li Jiayan's residence.

In the car, Zhang Feng put on Leslie Cheung's CD: "

Like a tour and a performance, your gaze only touched my side." The beautiful and familiar melody played. Doesn't everyone have their own side, but they just haven't discovered it yet or made a certain important decision? They

arrived at Cao Yang again, with tall, lush plane trees on both sides. Li Jiayan had bought an apartment in Tongbai, very close to her parents' home, where the couple had lived for a while.

As Zhang Feng passed Cao Yang Huating's house, he glanced up at his in-laws' home. He'd been in a bad mood last time and had impulsively had sex with his mother-in-law; ever since, he'd been too embarrassed to go back. Turning onto Xingshan Road, he soon arrived at Tongbai Apartments.

"Hmm...that car looks a lot like my father's BMW?" Zhang Feng felt a strange unease; maybe he was mistaken? He tried to reassure himself.

He was about to ring the doorbell, but his finger hesitated. After a moment's thought, he took out his key, opened the door, and walked straight to the bedroom, slowly pushing the door open.

Zhang Feng was stunned. Beside Li Jiayan slept an old man with white hair. The stark contrast between his jet-black, glossy hair and the white hair beside him was striking. A surge of anger welled up in Zhang Feng, and he was about to storm in when the old man suddenly turned around. It was his father—Zhang Shuicheng.

Zhang Feng froze, unsure whether to advance or retreat. A mix of emotions—anger, resentment, and shame—filled his heart.

Suddenly, Li Jiayan moved her hand; she was awake. Zhang Feng quickly retreated, hiding behind the living room sofa, where he could see the half-open bedroom door. "

Dad, you…you're sleeping here!" Li Jiayan sat up abruptly, taking two steps back, crossing her arms over her chest, and exclaimed loudly.

"Xiaoyan, you…you're awake?" Zhang Shuicheng remained calm, still lying down, smiling at his panicked daughter-in-law.

"Didn't you leave after drinking yesterday?

You were really drunk, and you even clung to me, not letting me leave you..." Zhang Shuicheng laughed. "

You...you're talking nonsense, I...I thought it was Xiaofeng...

Alright, forget it, I was drunk yesterday too, what's done is done..."

Li Jiayan lowered her head, sobbing softly. Zhang Shuicheng looked at his half-naked daughter-in-law, her white body swaying gently with her sobs, her black hair falling over her shoulders, recalling the passion of last night.

Zhang Shuicheng was moved again. He sat up and held Li Jiayan's shoulders, "Good daughter-in-law, don't cry, it'll hurt your health." He handed her a tissue to wipe her tears.

Li Jiayan shook her head twice, but couldn't shake off Zhang Shuicheng's hand. She took the tissue and wiped her face while sobbing, "You...you've committed incest! How can I face anyone after this? I'm so sorry to Xiaofeng...

at least you still have some shame." Zhang Feng looked at his weeping wife, feeling a pang of sorrow. "

If I don't say anything, who will know?" Zhang Shuicheng stroked Li Jiayan's snow-white back. "Besides, what's done is done. What era are we living in? You're still so indecisive." "

But...we are, after all, mother-in-law and daughter-in-law. I'm so sorry to Xiaofeng...

I will make it up to him." Zhang Shuicheng's hand moved restlessly to her chest.

"What...what are you doing now?" Li Jiayan shook off Zhang Shuicheng's hand. "

Good daughter-in-law, you were so passionate yesterday, how come you've suddenly changed?" As Zhang Shuicheng spoke, he removed the blanket covering him.

Li Jiayan's snow-white body was once again exposed, her long legs and full buttocks revealed.

"You...you can't do this..." Li Jiayan grabbed the blanket and pulled it away.

Zhang Shuicheng grabbed Li Jiayan and kissed her, saying, "We've already done it once yesterday anyway, I'll make it up to you and Xiaofeng."

Li Jiayan initially resisted, but as Zhang Shuicheng kissed her, remembering her respect for her father-in-law, and knowing that women often yield to the strong, and hearing Zhang Shuicheng's words about already having done it, Li Jiayan's body softened, and she slowly began to passionately kiss Zhang Shuicheng with her tongue.

Zhang Shuicheng enjoyed his daughter-in-law's tenderness while watching her slightly closed eyes and intertwined tongues with smug satisfaction, determined to conquer this forbidden flower.

Zhang Feng watched his wife's intimacy with his father with a heavy heart. Despite his grief, his penis was hard, and he realized he was becoming unusually excited.

Zhang Shuicheng pressed his daughter-in-law down, lifting her long legs high and kissing her genitals.

"Ah...father-in-law...please don't..." Li Jiayan murmured, her hands pressing Zhang Shuicheng's head down, her legs tightly clamped together.

Zhang Shuicheng licked Li Jiayan's vulva and urethra repeatedly, his fingers lightly touching her anus.

Li Jiayan, head held high, swayed gently with excitement in the small bedroom. The room was filled with the scent of male and female secretions, the air thick with lewdness.

Imagine a white-haired old man nearing sixty and a young woman in her prime, engaged in intense oral sex—how obscene and exciting!

Zhang Feng unconsciously began stroking his penis, his eyes fixed on his wife and father's intimacy.

Zhang Shuicheng slowly inserted his fingers, gently thrusting them in and out of his daughter-in-law's vagina, admiring her excited expression and voluptuous body. He hadn't properly looked at his daughter-in-law's body the night before.

Zhang Shuicheng felt his daughter-in-law's vagina was already wet, and Li Jiayan's legs were slowly starting to move. He himself was also very aroused. Zhang Shuicheng felt the time was right. He lifted Li Jiayan's legs, aimed his penis at her vagina, and forcefully thrust it in.

Ah...ah...Li Jiayan felt a surge of intense pleasure.

Zhang Shuicheng began to lie on top of his daughter-in-law, thrusting up and down. The two looked at each other. He was my father-in-law, and she was my daughter-in-law. The taboo of incest made them both extremely excited.

That's how human sexual psychology works. The more taboo something is, the more societal it's forbidden, the more clandestine it is, the more people want to try it. Incest is like that. Many people fantasize about it; a friend's wife, siblings, even parents are all objects of sexual fantasy, but they just don't dare to do it in reality.

Zhang Shuicheng was having sex with his daughter-in-law while passionately kissing her. Their saliva was exchanging, and their bodies were rubbing against each other. Zhang Shuicheng felt extremely excited.

To prevent himself from ejaculating too quickly, Zhang Shuicheng had his daughter-in-law sit on top of him, while he lay on the bed, watching her movements. Her breasts bounced up and down, her face was flushed, and her black hair danced with her movements. It was so lewd. Making love with such a forbidden and beautiful bud was truly a pleasure.

He was already an old man in his sixties, yet he could still play with such a beautiful young woman, and she was his daughter-in-law. The incestuous pleasure made Zhang Shuicheng almost unable to hold back.

Ah...ah...Zhang Shuicheng held his daughter-in-law's full breasts tightly, his lower body thrusting, and he ejaculated profusely.

Li Jiayan felt a hot stream spray into her uterus, hot and spicy, and she also lost control after the stimulation. Zhang Feng

watched this incestuous climax, his hand also constantly stroking his penis, and his semen sprayed violently onto the back of the sofa.

(VI) Zhang Yun and his sister-in-law Li Jiayan

Since she had physical intimacy with her father-in-law, Li Jiayan felt ashamed, but at the same time she felt that she had a strong backer in the family, and her attitude at home also changed. Previously, she was quite polite to her mother-in-law and Xiaoyun, but now she ignores them, especially Xiaoyun, whom she often bosses around and occasionally lectures as her sister-in-law.

Xiaoyun often feels resentful, thinking, "Why should I care about you?" But she also finds it strange that her once gentle and humble sister-in-law has changed so much; she's sure her brother-in-law isn't having an easy time lately either. Qingming

Festival is approaching again. Many people in Shanghai have ancestors buried in Suzhou, Wuxi, and other places, so every year during Qingming, it's another peak season for Shanghai's passenger transport, with millions traveling to sweep tombs. Zhang Shuicheng's family is also going back to Hunan. Lei Fengjiao bought their plane tickets long ago; this time, only she and Zhang Feng will go. Zhang Shuicheng can't go because he's going to the United States, Zhang Yun is facing a major exam, and Li Jiayan is also not going because of tomb sweeping at her parents' home.

Zhang Yun was bored at home alone. Since his friends wouldn't come out because of exams, he spent his time online, browsing aimlessly. Ever since his encounter with Liu Xia, the 38-year-old CFO of his company, Zhang Yun had developed a strong interest in older, more mature women. Their voluptuous bodies, dignified expressions, and their wanton behavior under his intense sexual advances gave him immense satisfaction and a great sense of accomplishment. Suddenly, he heard the living room door creak open. "

Who is it? Everyone's out. Is it a robbery?" Zhang Yun tensed up and quickly turned off the lights, hiding in the shadows. "

Dad, you… don't do this, we're home."

It sounded like his sister-in-law's voice. Zhang Yun was puzzled. "Dad?

They've all gone out. Come on, my dear daughter-in-law, I've missed you so much."

"Hmm... wait, there's Xiaoyun too."

Could it be Dad and sister-in-law? Zhang Yun was shocked.

A few minutes later, her door was pushed open. Xiaoyun, hiding in the shadows, saw her father peek out. "Xiaoyun...

Xiaoyun isn't home. Let's have some fun."

"Who's going to have fun? I don't want to! You're so old, and I'm so young. I'm at a huge disadvantage." "

Okay, baby, stop talking. I'll give you the company's general manager position."

Hmm... After that, no one spoke, only the two of them breathing heavily in the quiet night.

Xiaoyun carefully crawled out of the bedroom and looked down. The lights were off, but there was moonlight outside. In the dim moonlight, two white bodies were tightly entwined on the sofa in the living room—it was her father and sister-in-law.

Xiaoyun felt a rush of blood to his head, his penis hard as a rock. His sister-in-law, who usually scolded him, writhed under his father's thrusts, emitting seductive moans that were especially alluring in the night. Xiaoyun couldn't help but masturbate, his eyes fixed on his sister-in-law's snow-white skin. In the quiet night, the sounds of two people having sex filled the air, mingled with his father's deep breathing, his sister-in-law's labored gasps, and Xiaoyun's heavy breathing as he masturbated.

Ah...ah...him father and sister-in-law finally reached their climax together.

Xiaoyun, too, ejaculated in this incestuous performance, returning exhausted to his room.

The next morning, Xiaoyun woke up late and lazily went to the restaurant to find something to eat.

"Xiaoyun, you're home?" Xiaoyun looked around and saw Li Jiayan eating breakfast, looking surprised at Xiaoyun. "You, when did you get back?" She was completely different from her previous arrogant self. Xiaoyun chuckled inwardly; she seemed guilty. "

Oh. I haven't been back long. Where's Dad?" Xiaoyun deliberately mentioned her father. "

He, he, I don't know."

"You're at work today?" Looking at Li Jiayan dressed in an expensive grey business suit, a red scarf around her neck, her snow-white legs gleaming under flesh-colored stockings, and black high heels—a typical professional woman's attire—Xiaoyun's penis involuntarily hardened again.

Li Jiayan noticed Xiaoyun's pitiful look and hurriedly replied, "Um... I have to go to work, I'll be going now." She then got up and walked towards the door. Looking

at her tall, elegant sister-in-law, and remembering her soft moans beneath her father last night, Xiaoyun felt a surge of excitement. She quickly rushed behind Li Jiayan and hugged her tightly. "Sister-in-law, you're so beautiful!"

Li Jiayan struggled desperately. "Xiaoyun, let go! I'm your sister-in-law!

I saw you and Dad yesterday! Do you want me to tell Mom and Brother?" Xiaoyun's hands roamed freely, greedily caressing Li Jiayan's soft, delicate body.

Li Jiayan shuddered, her body going limp. Xiaoyun seized the opportunity to kiss Li Jiayan's soft lips, his tongue darting into her mouth, greedily sucking on his sister-in-law's fragrant tongue. His hands weren't idle either, kneading Li Jiayan's breasts. Li Jiayan had given up resisting, her body gradually heating up with Xiaoyun's passionate kisses.

Xiaoyun was about to take off Li Jiayan's business attire when Li Jiayan, still maintaining a bit of womanly modesty, said, "Don't take it off, it's broad daylight."

Xiaoyun thought, "The business attire would be even more enjoyable to have sex with her in it." He turned Li Jiayan around, making her hold the doorknob with her back to him. He slightly lifted Li Jiayan's buttocks, rolled up her gray business skirt, and revealed her long, slender legs and round buttocks beneath her snow-white stockings. Xiaoyun's penis hardened again, trembling as he caressed his sister-in-law's beautiful, smooth legs along the silky stockings.

Li Jiayan trembled slightly under Xiaoyun's caresses, her breathing becoming heavier. After a long time, Xiaoyun said, "Hurry up, someone will be here."

Reluctantly, Xiaoyun slowly removed Li Jiayan's stockings and panties. Her beautiful, round buttocks and black pubic hair seemed to beckon him. Xiaoyun held his sister-in-law's slender waist and slowly inserted his penis from behind.

Ah… Li Jiayan felt a surge of pleasure the moment it penetrated.

Xiaoyun felt a wave of comfort in his penis and began to slowly thrust in and out of Li Jiayan's vagina. Watching his sister-in-law, who usually yelled at him, writhing and yielding beneath him, Xiaoyun's penis grew even larger.

In broad daylight, a 24 or 25-year-old professional woman was passionately having sex with a 15 or 16-year-old boy. Only Li Jiayan's lower body was exposed; her upper body was still wearing a professional women's outfit, and her stockings and panties were only pulled down to her knees, creating a captivating and erotic scene.

After hundreds of thrusts, Xiaoyun, while frantically pounding into Li Jiayan, kneaded her heavy breasts from behind, occasionally spreading her buttocks to admire her sister-in-law's dark brown anus, and of course, her own penis constantly entering and exiting. Xiaoyun felt a surge of pride; she was usually fierce towards him, but today she'd show him her power. Thinking this, Xiaoyun increased her strength. "

Xiaoyun, be gentle, it hurts."

Looking at Li Jiayan's furrowed brows and pained expression from behind, Xiaoyun felt a sadistic pleasure. "

Does it still hurt now, sister-in-law?"

"Mmm…"

After hundreds more thrusts, ah… ah… Xiaoyun ejaculated her young semen amidst the immense, forbidden pleasure of incest.

(VII) Zhang Shuicheng and Ming Xueer,

Jinmao Building, Mingcheng Group Headquarters.

Ming Xueer took a cup, went to the tea room, poured some coffee, and sat there alone, thinking about things at home.

She and Liu Yongkang had been married for almost three years. They were both models at the time, and from meeting to falling in love to getting married, they were always the envy of others as a golden couple. They were quite famous in the modeling world at the time. However, a little over a year after their marriage, Ming Xueer had to give up her beloved modeling career to take care of Liu Yongkang's sick father, who lived with her, and stay at home to be a wife and father.

Liu Yongkang was very hardworking at first, but after failing in the Shanghai Men's Elite Touch Competition at the beginning of last year, he became discouraged and often stayed at home. The number of jobs that came his way gradually decreased, and in order to supplement the family income, Ming Xueer had to find a new job.

Thinking of this, Ming Xue'er couldn't help but sigh. A grown man, 1.85 meters tall, just stayed home all day, watching football and NBA. The foreign leagues had recently ended, but the Chinese Super League had started. Ming Xue'er knew about the CSL; Mingcheng Group was one of the shareholders of Shanghai International. Yesterday, Mr. Zhang even personally went to Hongkou Football Stadium for the Shanghai Shenhua vs. Shanghai International derby.

In a couple of days, she'd call up some of her former colleagues to give him a good talking-to. Thinking of her good-for-nothing husband, Ming Xue'er sat there blankly, forgetting to drink her coffee. "

Xiao Xue, what are you thinking about?"

"Mr. Zhang, I'm sorry, I…" Ming Xue'er looked up and saw Zhang Shuicheng smiling at her. "

I was looking for you earlier, I didn't expect you to be here. Come to my office for a moment." "

Okay, Mr. Zhang."

Ming Xue'er stood up and followed behind Zhang Shuicheng, feeling a little anxious. Had she done something wrong? It wasn't easy to get into this Grand Duke's position back then. "

Come, Xiao Xue, have a seat." "

It's alright, just let me know if you need anything immediately."

"You're half a head taller than me standing here, and I feel pressured." Zhang Shuicheng chuckled as he looked at Ming Xue'er.

Ming Xue'er, in her high heels, was 1.75 meters tall, making her the tallest woman in the Mingcheng Group. "

Okay." Seeing Zhang Shuicheng joking with her, Ming Xue'er felt a little relieved.

She wore a grey Ports high-end business suit, her jet-black hair neatly combed back, her features delicate, exuding elegance and maturity. Her long legs were even more alluring under her flesh-colored stockings, and her black, shiny high heels further accentuated her noble air.

Zhang Shuicheng looked at Ming Xue'er and couldn't help but think: "After all, she's a former model and a Shanghai woman; she's truly extraordinary."

Having seen countless beautiful women, Zhang Shuicheng found Ming Xue'er truly exceptional—mature and elegant. From the very first day of her interview, he was utterly captivated.

Looking at Ming Xue'er, Zhang Shuicheng felt a surge of blood flow to his lower body, slowly hardening.

With age, Zhang Shuicheng's libido had diminished. For a man like him, material possessions were no longer paramount; the most important thing was his primal instincts, the ability to ignite his strong desires and vitality. He had recently found that feeling in his daughter-in-law—a feeling fueled by her youthful body and the thrill of incest. "

Mr. Zhang, is there anything you need?" Seeing Zhang Shuicheng staring intently at her, Ming Xue'er felt a little nervous. Although she was used to being looked at like that by men on the street, she didn't expect Zhang Shuicheng, who managed assets worth tens of billions, to do the same. She felt a little shy, but also a little proud.

"Ah... Xiaoxue, like this..." Zhang Shuicheng said, slowly standing up and walking over to Xiaoxue, where he sat down.

"Your administrative manager, Manager Wang, is being transferred to Beijing, so the position of administrative manager is vacant. I'd like to find a suitable candidate within your administrative department and would like to hear your thoughts."

Zhang Shuicheng sat close to Ming Xue'er, feeling the warmth of her soft thighs pressed against his. Ming Xue'er's heart pounded. Having worked in the workplace for several years, she had come to understand things somewhat. A strange mix of nervousness, unease, and a touch of joy lingered within her.

In Shanghai, China's largest economic city, power, sex, and money were once again the most valuable things in society. In this materialistic age, poverty was mocked, but prostitution was not; morality and dignity had been disregarded.

Her husband was also useless, and the burden of the family fell entirely on her shoulders. This was a rare opportunity. She'd already been married before, so she could just let it go. Besides, Zhang Shuicheng was a legendary figure, someone she deeply admired. Although he was nearing sixty, he possessed a mature and charming appeal.

Ming Xue'er comforted herself, but her feelings were conflicted due to traditional moral principles. "

Xiao Xue, I'm asking you something." The experienced Zhang Shuicheng, observing Ming Xue'er's changing expression, already knew what was going on. He gently took her hand. "

How would I know, Mr. Zhang?" Ming Xue'er blushed, her voice soft as she tried to pull her hand

away. "Xiao Xue, I think you're capable." Zhang Shuicheng held her hand tightly.

Ming Xue'er's heart skipped a beat, a mixture of excitement and unease. "

I... I'm too inexperienced, I can't do it." "

I said you can, so you can." Knowing he had to strike while the iron was hot, Zhang Shuicheng slowly began to caress the alluring, stocking-clad thighs exposed outside. "

Mr. Zhang, please don't do this, this is the company." Ming Xue'er tried to resist, but in Zhang Shuicheng's eyes, her refusal seemed so weak. "

Don't worry, without my order, no one dares to come in."

Zhang Shuicheng said, beginning to kiss Ming Xue'er's delicate, luscious red lips. Ming Xue'er turned her head away.

Zhang Shuicheng grasped Xiaoxue's snow-white neck with one hand and slipped the other inside her breasts.

Finally, Zhang Shuicheng kissed Xiaoxue's sweet lips, greedily sucking on the young woman's fragrant tongue and swallowing her delicious saliva. His other hand grasped Xiaoxue's full breasts. Xiaoxue's breathing gradually quickened; at first she resisted, but slowly she became aroused, her tongue entwining with Zhang Shuicheng's, sucking and kissing each other, slowly indulging her desire.

Zhang Shuicheng pulled Xiaoxue up. Standing up, Xiaoxue was a full half-head taller than Zhang Shuicheng. To make love with such a tall and elegant beauty—what more could a man ask for!

"I must have my way with this beauty," Zhang Shuicheng thought, suppressing the raging lust within him. He had Xiaoxue turn her back to him, holding onto the windowsill, while he knelt down and rolled up her gray skirt, gradually revealing her thighs in flesh-colored stockings. Her long, straight legs were further accentuated by a pair of shiny black high heels. Zhang Shuicheng's lust burned fiercely. He pounced on her, sticking out his tongue and licking Xiaoxue's high heels, meticulously licking the surface.

Powerful men like Zhang Shuicheng were always aloof and domineering, always behaving arrogantly, with others only able to fawn over them. Often, such men harbored a perverse obsession with worshipping a queen.

Xiaoxue noticed Zhang Shuicheng had stopped moving and turned around to see him licking her high heels. She felt a surge of shame, along with a strange, inexplicable feeling.

Zhang Shuicheng licked Xiaoxue's high heels, enjoying this perverse sexual satisfaction. His penis grew harder, and his hands gently caressed her warm, elastic thighs.

Zhang Shuicheng stood up and pulled down Xiaoxue's socks and underwear, slowly revealing her fair, slender legs and full buttocks. He gently stroked them, savoring the wonderful sensation, and Xiaoxue's body trembled slightly.

Zhang Shuicheng squatted down to admire this masterpiece of God. It was a flawless, snow-white, and incredibly cute buttock. He made Xiaoxue's buttocks slightly lift, and slowly spread them apart with his hands. It was so beautiful! Her brown anus instantly bloomed, though it was still tightly contracted with shyness.

Xiaoxue strongly felt Zhang Shuicheng staring at her anus. She felt both shy and nervous. Suddenly, she felt a tingling sensation in her anus; something soft was licking it.

Xiaoxue turned her head. "No… Mr. Zhang, that's dirty…"

Xiaoxue tilted her head back, enjoying the old man's service. Even her husband had never done this.

Zhang Shuicheng licked diligently, enjoying the young woman's slightly smelly anus, his lower body swelling even more.

In the luxurious office of the Jin Mao Tower, a tall, slender professional woman in a gray high-class business suit faced the window, her lower body naked, her snow-white buttocks slightly raised. An old man with white hair was squatting down, licking her beautiful anus from behind. What an obscene scene! "

Xiaoxue, lick it for me..." Zhang Shuicheng stood up and made Xiaoxue squat down.

Ming Xue'er shyly squatted down, only to see Zhang Shuicheng's penis already erect and menacing.

Ming Xue'er had performed oral sex on her husband before, but this was her first time performing it on a man other than her husband. She was very shy and hesitated for a moment before opening her cherry-like mouth and extending her red, tender tongue to lick Zhang Shuicheng's thick penis.

Zhang Shuicheng shivered all over after Xiaoxue licked him, and his penis trembled slightly. After being licked wet for a while, Xiaoxue began to perform deep oral sex on Zhang Shuicheng. Watching his huge penis thrusting in and out of the beauty's small mouth, Zhang Shuicheng felt a surge of pride as a man.

Xiaoxue's face was flushed, and occasionally a trace of saliva connected the penis she swallowed and spat out with her mouth. Because she was squatting, Xiaoxue's thighs and buttocks formed a perfect curve, her buttocks half-open with great tension, emitting a dazzling white light.

Under Xiaoxue's licking, Zhang Shuicheng felt a strong urge to urinate. He needed to pee. What should he do? Zhang Shuicheng suddenly had a strong, perverse thought: to urinate in Xiaoxue's mouth.

"Xiaoxue, I need to pee."

Xiaoxue quickly spat it out and tried to avoid it.

"Xiaoxue, drink it."

"No, no...you're too perverted...

Xiaoxue, I beg you, please satisfy me." Looking at Zhang

Shuicheng's pleading eyes, she thought, "How can Boss Zhang be so perverted? He licked my shoes first, and now he wants me to drink his urine. Should I help him? It's already come to this."

Xiaoxue hesitated for a moment, then knelt in front of Zhang Shuicheng. "Be careful not to get it in my eyes.

" Zhang Shuicheng was overjoyed, looking at this stunning beauty kneeling before him, her mouth half-open, waiting to drink his urine, with a pitiful expression. It was so lewd, so exciting.

Xiaoxue, her eyes closed, suddenly felt a scalding liquid shoot into her mouth. The sound of water hitting a container echoed throughout the office, and the stench of urine filled the air.

A young woman was kneeling in the office, eyes closed, mouth open, while an old man urinated into her mouth—a truly grotesque scene.

The stench assaulted her throat, and Xiaoxue was about to spit out the urine.

"Xiaoxue, drink it."

Xiaoxue hesitated for a moment, then swallowed. It tasted awful; the stench of urine was unbearable. She had never been so humiliated before. Tears of humiliation streamed down her face, yet a strange feeling stirred within her.

Looking at Xiaoxue, dressed in a gray business suit, her lower body naked, her hair styled in a mature woman's upturned style, her head tilted back, her lips parted in a delicate pout, while his slightly turbid yellow urine flowed continuously, watching Xiaoxue struggle to swallow the urine, her closed eyes streaming with tears of humiliation, Zhang Shuicheng felt an unparalleled stimulation, a strong sadistic pleasure.

Finally, she finished urinating, a pleasure akin to ejaculation.

"Xiaoxue, thank you." Zhang Shuicheng took a tissue and tenderly wiped the tears and urine from Xiaoxue's face.

His penis was still erect. Ignoring Xiaoxue's mournful gaze, Zhang Shuicheng said, "Come on, Xiaoxue, I haven't come yet."

Turning Xiaoxue around, she wriggled her hips a few times in protest.

Zhang Shuicheng, supporting Xiaoxue's snowy buttocks, slowly inserted his enormous penis. It felt so good; youth was truly wonderful!

It went in smoothly, and Zhang Shuicheng was surprised to find that Xiaoxue's vagina was already wet. Could it be that Xiaoxue had also experienced pleasure earlier? Thinking of this, Zhang Shuicheng thrust even more excitedly into the beauty's tender vaginal walls.

Because Xiaoxue was higher than Zhang Shuicheng, he could only stand on tiptoe behind her, supporting her buttocks.

Gradually, Xiaoxue began to feel it, and Zhang Shuicheng also experienced wave after wave of pleasure. He had almost ejaculated during oral sex, but a urination relieved that.

Watching the tall, beautiful woman panting softly as he thrust into her, Zhang Shuicheng felt an immense sense of pride. For an old man in his sixties to be able to enjoy such a young and beautiful body was truly blissful!

After playing for a while, Zhang Shuicheng, being of advanced age and having played for too long, finally ejaculated his old, viscous semen into Xiaoxue's young vagina, feeling somewhat unwilling to give up.

Zhang Shuicheng lay casually in the rocking chair, gazing out the floor-to-ceiling windows of the living room at the dazzling night view of the Huangpu River, the boats crisscrossing its surface, sipping red wine, and listening to the announcement on the radio about the host city of the 44th World Expo. Upon hearing "Shanghai," Zhang Shuicheng smiled. He had succeeded again. The 1,000 mu of land he had acquired in the Shangnan area of Pudong last month, overcoming opposition at the board meeting, was about to skyrocket in value.

Thinking this, Zhang Shuicheng downed his drink in one gulp and dialed the direct line: "Xiao Lin, is the flight to the US tonight booked?" "

It's booked, President." The gentle voice of his secretary, Tracy Lin, came from the other end of the line. "

I'm coming right away, get ready."

The flight from Pudong International Airport to the US took off on time. Zhang Shuicheng sat in first class. Why were there so few people today? Besides himself, there were only two or three others.

Zhang Shuicheng turned on his computer and began planning his trip to the United States the next day for a meeting with Smith of the A&K Group. He needed to secure 5 billion yuan in funding to launch the Shangnan project. By noon, Zhang Shuicheng had almost finished.

"Sir, would you like some coffee?"

A sweet voice called out. Zhang Shuicheng looked up. She was stunningly beautiful, with delicate features and a voluptuous figure accentuated by her elegant flight attendant uniform.

"Sir..." Andy blushed, clearly embarrassed by his gaze. Although men often looked at her like that on airplanes, she hadn't expected this elderly man with graying hair to do so. "

Your name is Andy. How old are you?" Zhang Shuicheng glanced at her name tag. "

21 years old."

"Hmm, you look familiar. You are Zhang Shuicheng, the president of Mingcheng." Andy remembered the man on the cover of "Life Express" magazine she'd seen earlier that day—it was this man in front of her. "

Do you know me?" Zhang Shuicheng smiled slightly. "

You built your fortune from scratch, becoming one of Shanghai's ten richest people, the most legendary figure." Andy's eyes filled with admiration.

Zhang Shuicheng laughed: "Nothing special, just an ordinary person."

They chatted and laughed for a while, and Zhang Shuicheng had already taken a liking to this young and beautiful flight attendant. "

I'm going to the restroom." "

I'll take you there. "

Upon reaching the restroom, Zhang Shuicheng, taking advantage of the moment Andy opened the door, shoved her inside and closed it.

"Mr. Zhang, what are you doing?" Andy resisted. "

Andy, I liked you at first sight.

You could be my father, no, ah…" Before she could finish, Zhang Shuicheng had already sealed her lips with his.

While enjoying the sweet saliva of flight attendant Andy, Zhang Shuicheng caressed her firm breasts through her shirt. "Young breasts are so wonderful!" he thought. At first, she resisted, but her previous respect and awe of Zhang Shuicheng prevented her from firmly refusing. With Zhang Shuicheng's movements, Andy soon became lost in passion, her eyes half-closed, enjoying the pleasure this white-haired old man was giving her.

Zhang Shuicheng suppressed the discomfort of his engorged penis, his right hand quietly slipping inside Andy's uniform skirt, gently caressing her inner thigh through her stockings—so soft and smooth! Slowly, his hand slipped inside Andy's white panties.

"Ah…don't do this…" Andy let out a low moan.

Zhang Shuicheng inserted his fingers into her vulva, gently rubbing her young clitoris: "Don't be too loud, we'll be discovered."

In the extremely tense situation of constant fear of being discovered, both of their bodies were incredibly sensitive.

While squeezing Andy's full buttocks and sucking on her full breasts, Zhang Shuicheng pulled out his penis and guided Andy's hand to touch it. "

Yours...it's so big...so hot!" Andy whispered shyly.

The small bathroom was filled with their rapid breathing and the throbbing of spring.

As Andy stroked his penis, enjoying her soft, warm touch, Zhang Shuicheng couldn't resist any longer: "Andy, put one foot on the toilet."

Zhang Shuicheng held Andy's fragrant buttocks from behind, pulling her white panties down to her calves. He slowly inserted his large, black penis into Andy's soft, hot vagina. Her young cunt was wonderful. While fucking her, Zhang Shuicheng caressed Andy's breasts with both hands. Andy moaned softly, enjoying the thrusting of this old man who could be her father. She occasionally turned to kiss Zhang Shuicheng. The bathroom was a scene of lewdness.

Ah…ah…after hundreds of thrusts, Zhang Shuicheng couldn't hold back any longer.

"No...don't shoot inside...you'll get pregnant..." Andy sensed that Zhang Shuicheng was about to ejaculate.

But at the height of his climax, Zhang Shuicheng couldn't control himself and ejaculated his thick, old semen into Andy's uterus. "

I'm sorry, I really couldn't hold back..." Pulling out his penis, Zhang Shuicheng picked up a tissue and wiped Andy clean. His thick semen slowly flowed from Andy's vagina, trickling down her thighs. Andy, with her eyes closed and head tilted, was still savoring the climax.

Before getting off the plane, Zhang Shuicheng gave Andy 1 million yuan, and the two became close friends despite their age difference.

(II)

"Mr. Zhang, good morning." The security guard, Xiao Liu, standing at the garage entrance, greeted Zhang Shuicheng as he walked in. "

Good morning, Xiao Liu."

"Are you driving a BMW or a Forever brand bicycle today?" Xiao Liu teased. "

You little rascal." Zhang Shuicheng laughed and strode into garage number 048 in the underground garage. There was a magnificent black BMW parked there, next to which was a dilapidated Forever brand bicycle that seemed completely out of place. Every time Zhang Shuicheng saw this broken bicycle, he would think of the hard days he spent running a sales business, and of course, the passionate years of starting his own business.

Zhang Shuicheng got into his BMW and drove towards the Lujiazui Financial and Trade Zone. As he drove along Century Avenue in Pudong, looking at the beautiful greenery and towering buildings on both sides of the road, he couldn't help but sigh. Back when he was struggling alone in Shanghai, Pudong was still farmland. He used to ride his bicycle almost everywhere in Shanghai, including Pudong. Those were tough times. Compared to him, his two sons were truly fortunate.

Thinking of his sons, Zhang Shuicheng couldn't help but smile. Xiao Feng had always been obedient and hardworking. He had just returned from MIT with an MBA two years ago and was now the group's vice president, becoming his right-hand man. Last year, he married the daughter of a shipping trade tycoon and settled down. A man like him was now settled.

But Xiaoyun, sigh… Thinking of his youngest son, Zhang Shuicheng felt helpless. His unruly personality meant he was always hanging out with girls. He was almost a senior in high school, and he didn't know if he could get into Fudan University. If he didn't, he'd have to send him to the US, even though Fengjiao strongly objected. "

56th floor of the Jinmao Building, young master of Mingcheng Group

, what brings you here? Skipped class again?" His secretary, Tracy Lin, greeted Zhang Yun as he hurried in, noticing he was holding the hand of his classmate, the CFO's daughter, Xiaoxue.

"Sister Lin, I'm not afraid. My dad's in America on business and hasn't come back yet," Zhang Yun replied with a grin. "

President Zhang called and said he's back and on his way to the company!

Hurry to your mother's." Zhang Yun was startled and quickly pulled Xiao Xue inside. "

How can she do this? Does she even have a brain?" They had barely reached the finance office door when they heard Xiao Xue's mother, Liu Xia, scolding her. "

My mom's in a bad mood. Don't let her see me, or I'll get yelled at again." Xiao Xue quickly turned and left. "

What's there to be afraid of?" Xiao Yun watched Xiao Xue's retreating figure, then pushed open the door and went inside: "Aunt Xia, you're angry again. You'll age easily.

You go out and get back to work." Liu Xia dismissed her subordinate. "Xiao Yun, you little rascal." Liu Xia laughed: "Which female classmate are you flirting with today?"

"Your daughter, of course." Xiao Yun smiled inwardly: "No one else.

I saw you at Tianma Entertainment City with a client last time. What were you doing there? You're still a child; don't learn bad habits." "Liu Xia said with a smile.

Seeing Aunt Xia's ambiguous smile, Xiao Yun's heart skipped a beat. Liu Xia was 38 years old, wearing black high boots and sheer stockings, a red scarf around her neck, beautiful features, and a professional outfit that accentuated her graceful figure—a typical image of a strong woman.

'If I can't have your daughter today, I'll have you.' Xiao Yun grinned wickedly, closing the door behind him. He walked up to Liu Xia, unzipped his pants, and took out his penis: 'Aunt Xia, do you think I'm still young?' '

Xiao Yun, what are you doing!' Liu Xia was stunned, taking a few steps back. Xiao Yun had always groped her before, but she had treated him like a child and hadn't paid attention. She never expected him to dare do this today."

Xiao Yun smiled calmly at Liu Xia, masturbating as his penis grew several times its normal size. "

This guy's bigger than my husband's," Liu Xia thought, her face flushing. "

Aunt Xia, I like you so much.

I... I could be your mother."

Xiao Yun hugged Aunt Xia tightly, kissing her passionately. "Aunt Xia, you're so beautiful, I like you so much. I'll talk to my dad about you, and he'll promote you to vice president." While coaxing Aunt Xia, Xiao Yun's hands roamed over her voluptuous body. "

You little devil... you're always lying..." Aunt Xia tried to push him away, but didn't dare to be too forceful; this job, this position, was hard-won. Gradually, her body heated up, and her lower body began to itch. "Xiao Yun... don't..." her voice trailed off.

Xiaoyun helped Aunt Xia to the window, where they gazed at the beautiful Pudong view outside the Jinmao Building. Xiaoyun rolled up Aunt Xia's business skirt, squatted down, and stroked her thighs and stockings. So soft, so comfortable. She slowly moved upwards, caressing her two plump buttocks while pulling down her panties.

"Ah…Xiaoyun…don't…do it here…" Xiaoyun ignored her, spreading her two snow-white, plump buttocks apart, licking her vulva with her tongue. "Ah…don't…lick here, it's dirty!" Xiaoyun was actually using her tongue to deeply lick Aunt Xia's anus.

While watching Aunt Xia's exquisite black high-top leather boots, her black pantyhose pulled up to her thighs, and her white thighs contrasting sharply with the black, Xiao Yun masturbated. His penis was too hard. Xiao Yun stood up, helped Aunt Xia up, and slowly inserted his penis into her vagina from behind. "

Ah...

don't be too loud, we're in the office." Xiao Yun gently kissed Aunt Xia's earlobe, thrusting in and out of the beautiful middle-aged woman's honey hole. So good! "

Aunt Xia, lift this leg up." Xiao Yun held Aunt Xia's right leg, admiring his black penis going in and out of Aunt Xia's beautiful vagina, flipping in and out. The whole office was filled with the sounds of thrusting and the two people's panting.

"Ah...don't pull it out..."

Xiaoyun suddenly turned around and picked up Aunt Xia, making her face him. Looking into Aunt Xia's smiling eyes, Aunt Xia covered her eyes in embarrassment. "

Aunt Xia, did you enjoy it just now?"

"You little rascal."

Xiaoyun grabbed Aunt Xia's legs and lifted her up: "Aunt Xia, you're so heavy."

"Xiaoyun, what are you doing? Put me down!"

Although Xiaoyun was only 16 years old, he was already 1.7 meters tall and very strong: "Aunt Xia, let's change positions." He lifted Aunt Xia's buttocks, guided his penis to her vagina, and slowly lowered her.

"Ah...a lewd position." Aunt Xia blushed deeply, feeling too ashamed to be done like this by a child who could be her son: "Hurry up, someone will come in soon."

Xiao Yun lifted Aunt Xia's buttocks, raising and lowering them, enjoying the friction of his penis in this position. He admired Aunt Xia's tightly furrowed brows, slightly open mouth, and flaring nose—how lewd! The strong woman who had been so domineering and intimidating just moments before was now groaning and submitting beneath him.

Ah…ah…after hundreds of thrusts, Xiao Yun ejaculated, holding Aunt Xia tightly and kissing her lips, forcefully shooting his young semen deep into the beautiful woman's womb. Aunt Xia also tightly embraced Xiao Yun's neck, enjoying the spasms of orgasm. "

Aunt Xia, I'm going to come home and fuck you from now on," Xiao Yun told Aunt Xia as he left.

(III)

Shanghai West Suburbs Manor, Zhang Shuicheng's Private Villa.

"Mom, are we going to West Lake this morning?" Zhang Yun asked her mother while biting into her bread.

"Yes, your dad said he's free today." Lei Fengjiao, dressed in all black, looked even more elegant and beautiful. "

Aunt Zhang, go upstairs and tell Shuicheng to get up quickly."

Just as Aunt Zhang was about to answer, Zhang Shuicheng came downstairs in his pajamas, holding a phone.

"Hello, Xiaolin, what's up?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhang, for bothering you so early. Something happened at Mingcheng Garden. Last night, a worker at the construction site had a fever, and later... later, it was diagnosed as SARS at the hospital. This morning, the construction site has been quarantined and cannot start work." Secretary Xiaolin reported anxiously over there.

Zhang Shuicheng's heart sank. The thing he had been worried about had still happened. The handover time for Mingcheng Garden was approaching. Last time, a deputy director of the Public Security Bureau who bought a unit in Mingcheng Garden came to the company to complain about the slow construction schedule. Those who bought Mingcheng Garden all have some connections in Shanghai. If the apartments aren't delivered on time, it could cause some trouble. "

Mr. Zhang, what should we do?" "Manager Liu at the construction site has called you several times looking for you."

Zhang Shuicheng pondered for a moment: "Xiao Lin, get ready right away, I'm going to the Construction Committee immediately."

"What's wrong, Shuicheng? What happened?" Lei Fengjiao stood up and rushed over to ask anxiously. "There's

a SARS outbreak at the construction site, I'm quarantined. I need to go see Director Wang at the Construction Committee right away."

"Weren't you going to Hangzhou today?" Xiao Yun said unhappily: "It's rare that you have time."

Zhang Shuicheng ignored her, still pondering how to deal with this crisis, and turned to go upstairs. "

Next time. You should do your homework today, you have exams next week." Lei Fengjiao walked over and patted Xiaoyun's head. Xiaoyun reluctantly went into her room.

"Xiaoxin, come to my room." Lei Fengjiao made a phone call to her secretary, Wang Yuxin. This young woman had been acting strangely lately, always seeming absent-minded. She couldn't say anything to her at the company, but she had some time today and wanted to talk to her privately. After all, she was the daughter of Director Wang of the Construction Committee, and she also wanted her to tell her father about the SARS outbreak.

Around 10 a.m., when Wang Yuxin arrived, Lei Fengjiao was swimming.

"Aunt Lei," Wang Yuxin stood by the pool, gazing intently at Lei Fengjiao's fair and voluptuous body swimming in the clear water. The sunlight shimmered on the surface: almost 46 years old, yet her figure was still so good.

"Xiao Xin, you're here? Come swim with me! Your swimsuit is in the changing room, I've got it ready for you." "

I can't swim."

"That's okay, I'll teach you." "Hurry up!"

Xiao Xin changed into her swimsuit and carefully entered the pool. "

I never knew your skin was so good, and your figure is amazing too, you're absolutely stunning!

" Lei Fengjiao swam over with a smile, taking Wang Yuxin's arm. Wang Yuxin blushed shyly. "

Xiao Xin, have you been preoccupied lately? You seem so absent-minded."

Wang Yuxin glanced quickly at Lei Fengjiao: "No!"

Lei Fengjiao was startled, feeling that that glance was strikingly similar to Zhang Shuicheng's eyes. "

Alright, fine, I'll teach you how to swim." Lei Fengjiao supported Wang Yuxin's waist, and the two began to swim.

Eighteen-year-old Wang Yuxin's young body was very flexible. Holding Wang Yuxin's waist, Lei Fengjiao couldn't help but sigh, realizing her own body was already a bit limp. Lost in thought, she unknowingly swam into the deep end when Wang Yuxin suddenly lost her balance and slipped in. Lei Fengjiao's swimming skills were also mediocre, and it took her a while to frantically pull Wang Yuxin out and place her on the poolside.

Wang Yuxin was unconscious. Lei Fengjiao quickly began CPR, and just as she put her mouth to Wang Yuxin's, Wang Yuxin suddenly grabbed her, their tongues intertwining. Lei Fengjiao struggled and pushed her away…

"Xiaoxin, what are you doing?!" Lei Fengjiao finally managed to pull her mouth away.

"Aunt Lei, I like you so much." Wang Yuxin opened her bright eyes. "

We're both women, you should find a boyfriend."

"Aunt Lei, I've never liked men since I was little. Every time I see you scolding those stinky men in the company, I admire you so much. I like you so much, and I want to love you properly.

" Lei Fengjiao listened to Wang Yuxin's confession, and their bodies pressed tightly together again, feeling each other's body heat. Wang Yuxin's hands caressed her buttocks, feeling a little dizzy: "Young people these days are so open-minded."

"You...you shouldn't do this, I could be your mother." "Mmm..."

Before she could finish speaking, Wang Yuxin kissed her tightly again, swallowing Lei Fengjiao's fragrant tongue and sweet saliva, her hands gently caressing her breasts.

By the pool, a young girl and a woman old enough to be her mother were locked in a passionate kiss. Xiaoyun, standing by the window, watched in astonishment as her mother and Wang Yuxin clasped together.

"Xiaoxin, no, not here..." Lei Fengjiao was also becoming aroused.

Wang Yuxin knew Lei Fengjiao had given in: "Aunt Lei, let's go to the changing room."

The cramped changing room was only about five square meters. Wang Yuxin pushed Lei Fengjiao against the wall, lifted her arms, and showered her with kisses. The small space was filled with their soft, intimate sounds. Lei Fengjiao was also aroused; she was already wet.

Xiaoyun had already come down and was peeking through the ventilation opening from the doorway.

Wang Yuxin gradually squatted down, pulled aside Aunt Lei's swimsuit bottoms, and began licking Lei Fengjiao's clitoris and labia, her hands spreading Lei Fengjiao's snowy buttocks apart; Lei Fengjiao tilted her head back, her eyes half-closed, enjoying the girl's tenderness.

Looking at her mother's slightly plump, flawless white body, her hair styled in a professional updo, yet her face filled with lewdness, Xiaoyun was thrilled. She hadn't expected her usually dignified and serious mother to be like this. Xiaoyun was excited, watching her mother's wantonness, and couldn't help but pull out her own penis, slowly stroking it.

"Xiao Xin, don't... don't lick there, it's dirty..."

Wang Yuxin had already crawled between Lei Fengjiao's legs, her tongue licking her anus; a tingling, numb sensation made Lei Fengjiao slightly raise her buttocks, allowing Wang Yuxin to lick deeper.

After a while, why did she stop licking? Lei Fengjiao opened her eyes and saw Wang Yuxin take out a dildo from her bag and put it on, looking exactly like a man.

"You little brat, you were prepared all along!" "Aunt

Lei, I missed you so much! Every time I see your strong, independent woman image at the company, I can't help myself. I really want to fuck you, I want to conquer you." "

Xiao Xin..." Lei Fengjiao looked at Wang Yuxin, her eyes filled with maternal love: "I've always treated you like my daughter, how could you treat me like this?"

"Aunt Lei, I want it!" Wang Yuxin turned Lei Fengjiao's buttocks towards herself, making her face the wall, and grabbed Lei Fengjiao's breasts from behind, gently kneading them: "Aunt Lei, I'll make you feel very comfortable."

Lei Fengjiao helplessly closed her eyes; she needed it too, and couldn't pretend.

"Ah... gently, Xiaoxin."

Wang Yuxin slowly inserted the dildo from behind, slowly thrusting in and out. "

Aunt Lei, does it feel good?"

"Mmm... deeper..." Lei Fengjiao squinted, enjoying the feeling of being fucked by a young girl. "

Mom, I love you so much, I love fucking you!" Wang Yuxin whispered obsessively.

So she had a mother complex; poor child. Lei Fengjiao responded: "Good girl, hurry!" Harder...fuck your mother, I like being fucked by you...

In the small changing room, two snow-white bodies were pressed together. An 18-year-old teenage girl was fucking a 46-year-old middle-aged woman in a doggy-style position. The air was filled with their moans, and the changing room was filled with a lewd and erotic atmosphere.

Xiaoyun's blood was surging, and he quickened the pace of his thrusts. Staring at his mother's slightly upturned, snow-white buttocks, at her dignified yet wanton face, and her long, slender legs standing erect with excitement, Xiaoyun was overwhelmed with passion, almost bursting with ecstasy.

Ah…ah…as his mother reached her climax, Xiaoyun also ejaculated thick, youthful semen outside.

In the dressing room, the two women embraced tightly.

"I really want to fuck Mom!" Xiaoyun suddenly felt this intense desire.

(IV) On their way to the Jin Mao Tower, Zhang Feng and

his mother-in-law Wang Hong arrived at the intersection of Century Avenue and Pudong Avenue. The light was red again. Zhang Feng put in the CD player, and Ouyang Feifei's "Exit and Arrival" immediately started playing in the car—his favorite song.

Feeling a little better, he lit a cigarette and looked out the window. It was Monday, another rush hour. Watching the people coming and going, a few white-collar workers running across the zebra crossing, he wondered what people were busy with all their lives, just for a few bites of food.

Zhang Feng sighed. He hadn't been happy since returning to Shanghai. As the vice president of Mingcheng Group, the real estate empire his father had built, Zhang Feng should have been living a carefree and happy life, but for some reason, he had been feeling uneasy lately.

A beep... The sound of a lama's voice from behind jolted Zhang Feng out of his reverie. The light had turned green. Zhang Feng tossed away his cigarette, turned the car around, and headed towards the Dalian Road Tunnel. His destination: Caoyang in Putuo District.

Entering Lanxi Road, the tall, lush plane trees on both sides gave Zhang Feng a feeling of coming home. This was where he had spent his happy childhood. Before his father became wealthy, his family lived here.

Caoyang was the first workers' new village built in Shanghai in 1949. Now, Caoyang has a history of 50 years. It has many old houses, beautiful greenery, and a ring-shaped waterway. Zhang Shuicheng's family has a deep affection for Caoyang and still preserves their old house there.

Back in Shanghai, whenever Zhang Feng was unhappy, he would come here, searching for something he had lost—happiness, or something else, he couldn't quite say. The car slowly drove across the road, feeling the warmth of the sunlight. Zhang Feng felt a sense of relief and casually turned off his phone. He'd spend the day here.

After getting out of the car, in a small park near Huanbang, Zhang Feng found a sunny spot to think. He had always wanted to start his own company, to be self-employed. Working for his father always made him feel uncomfortable. But he had limited funds; he didn't want to ask his father for money. And then there was his wife, Li Jiayan. This marriage was a business arrangement for the sake of two families, not of his own volition. Recently, he and Li Jiayan had been constantly arguing, and he was feeling quite troubled.

"Xiao Feng..."

Zhang Feng turned around and saw that it was his mother-in-law, Wang Hong, a senior teacher at Shanghai No. 2 Middle School. "

Oh, it's Mom!" Zhang Feng then remembered that his mother-in-law's family also lived in Caoyang. "

Xiao Feng, come see me. Come in and sit for a while." Wang Hong looked at Zhang Feng affectionately.

"Oh... okay..." Zhang Feng felt a little embarrassed, as this wasn't his original purpose. Wang Hong took Zhang Feng's arm and led him towards Caoyang Huating. "

Sit down, I'll get you some water.

Dad's not home? You haven't started school yet, have you? You seem quite free. "

Wang Hong was a senior teacher at Shanghai No. 2 Middle School. She was old, already 46 years old, and would retire in a few years. "

You haven't seemed very happy lately. Why didn't you go to the company today?"

"Hmm..." Zhang Feng replied casually.

"Is there something going on between you and Jia Yan? Tell me everything." Holding Zhang Feng's hand, Wang Hong warmed his heart. He had never told anyone about his troubles; everyone in his family was too busy.

Zhang Feng poured out his heart to Wang Hong, explaining that she was a teacher, very considerate of others, and good at comforting people. Soon, Zhang Feng felt much better, and his bond with his mother-in-law, Wang Hong, seemed to have deepened. "

Little Feng, our whole family loves you. From the first moment I saw you, I liked you. You're a good child." "

Thank you, Mom." Zhang Feng held Wang Hong's hand, feeling at that moment that Wang Hong was like his own mother—so kind and beautiful.

Zhang Feng suddenly felt a pang of emotion. They stared at each other for a moment. Wang Hong sensed something was amiss and quickly averted her gaze, standing up and hurriedly entering the kitchen. Zhang Feng followed. Looking at Wang Hong's slightly plump, middle-aged figure—long legs, jet-black curly hair, and gold-rimmed glasses—she was the epitome of a sophisticated, intellectual woman.

A surge of emotion welled up within Zhang Feng. He grabbed Wang Hong from behind and stammered, "Mom, I like you…"

Wang Hong panicked, stammering, "Xiao Feng, don't do this…"

He'd been feeling down these past few days, but his conversation with Wang Hong had brightened his mood considerably. A surge of joy washed over him, and a new feeling welled up within him. His hands roamed over Wang Hong's body, exploring her every inch.

Wang Hong resisted, saying, "Xiao Feng, I'm your mother-in-law, don't do this..."

Zhang Feng kissed her, stopping her from speaking. His hands kneaded Wang Hong's breasts; the middle-aged woman's breasts were full and delicate. Zhang Feng played with them, feeling extremely comfortable. He gently bit Wang Hong's earlobe, saying, "Mom, I like you so much, I need you."

Wang Hong felt a surge of emotion. The passion with her husband had long since faded; it had been a long time since a man had said such things to her. "Ah... Xiao Feng..."

Zhang Feng turned Wang Hong around, so her back was to him. He squatted down, rolled up Wang Hong's skirt, and from behind, through her stockings, caressed her long, slender legs. He slowly pulled down her white stockings and black panties, revealing her fair, plump buttocks.

"Xiao Feng, don't..." Wang Hong felt a surge of embarrassment. In broad daylight, she was naked, doing *that* with her son-in-law. Ah...

Zhang Feng bent Wang Hong forward, making her buttocks slightly raised, exposing the middle-aged woman's beautiful vulva to him, shyly closed like its owner.

Zhang Feng gently licked Wang Hong's vulva, spreading her buttocks apart with both hands, licking back and forth between her anus and vagina. Wang Hong raised her head; it felt so good, so lewd. This contradictory feeling made Wang Hong's body extremely sensitive, and she took off all her clothes.

Wang Hong's beautiful, slightly plump, naked body, a middle-aged woman, was presented before Zhang Feng's eyes. She was stunningly beautiful, possessing the poise of a highly educated intellectual. Her slightly protruding belly made Zhang Feng's penis even harder. Wang Hong shyly lowered her head, clutching her breasts. "Xiao Feng, I'm nervous, I need to go to... the bathroom..."

Zhang Feng grabbed Wang Hong from behind and led her to the bathroom. "Xiao Feng... don't do this... I can do it myself...

I'll help you pee," Zhang Feng said playfully.

Her legs were spread wide, her vulva wide open—how lewd! Wang Hong felt a surge of shame; she had never been like this in front of anyone before.

"Hurry up, Mom..."

Wang Hong could only concentrate on urinating. After a while, the sound of dripping... pattering... of urine echoed in the bathroom.

*Sigh*... After urinating, Wang Hong felt a wave of relief wash over her. Zhang Feng sat down on the toilet. "Mom, you feel better now, suck me too..."

Wang Hong blushed and gently put Zhang Feng's penis into her mouth. Due to moral constraints, she and her husband had never done this.

It felt so good! Watching Wang Hong suck and spit out his penis, Zhang Feng felt a surge of pleasure. Normally, she was a serious teacher at school, an authority figure for her students, but now she was kneeling between his legs, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, licking him.

Zhang Feng's pride as a man surged. A wave of heat rose in the small bathroom, making both of them feel hot. The air was filled with a lewd scent. "Mom, you've worked hard, sit on top."

Wang Hong slowly sat down, holding Zhang Feng's penis. Zhang Feng held Wang Hong's buttocks and moved up and down. Wang Hong grabbed Zhang Feng's neck and weakly rested her face on Zhang Feng's head, enjoying the boy's tenderness.

Zhang Feng turned around and kissed Wang Hong's mouth: "Mom...Mom...I'm fucking you...

Fuck me, fuck me to death..." Wang Hong was already obsessed and tightly grabbed Zhang Feng's neck. "

It's so boring!" Wang Hong said.

Suddenly Zhang Feng stood up and walked towards the living room, tossing Wang Hong up and down as he walked. Wang Hong held Zhang Feng's head and moved her body up and down in coordination. "Ah...ah..."

Before they even reached the living room, they both couldn't hold back anymore and ejaculated, collapsing onto the carpet...

(V)

Six o'clock in the morning, the 56th floor of the Jin Mao Tower.

It was still early before work hours, and the company was quiet. Zhang Feng stood by the window, gazing at the Huangpu River in the distance. It was another rainy day in Shanghai.

Last night, he heard the news that Leslie Cheung had committed suicide by jumping off a building.

Those born in the 1970s basically grew up alongside Hong Kong and Taiwanese superstars like Leslie Cheung and Tam Wing-lin. Movies

like *Silence is Golden*, *Side View*, and *A Chinese Ghost Story* seemed like yesterday. When he first heard the news, Zhang Feng didn't believe it. After confirming it, whether it was sadness or something else, he couldn't believe that such a successful and accomplished person, someone who would never commit suicide, had resolutely chosen death.

Zhang Feng couldn't believe it, yet he also felt he could understand. Humans are fragile, life is unbearably light; perhaps in the instant he jumped from the high building, his soul gained freedom.

Married to Li Jiayan for over a year, Zhang Feng often quarrels. Li Jiayan is a power-hungry woman who frequently mocks him as a puppet, saying that the company's power is always in his father's hands, and the company's relationships are complicated, with several veterans eyeing the business. With real power in hand, he has very little say in anything, making life difficult.

Recently, he and Li Jiayan have separated, leaving him feeling very down.

Zhang Feng stands by the window, the view outside shrouded in a semi-transparent misty rain, indistinct and fleeting. Each raindrop slides down the glass, leaving trails, like a person's life—crashing into the world, suffering hardships, and ultimately leaving no trace, returning to where they came from.

Life is short and so fragile. Should he live in someone else's shadow, or walk his own path?

Zhang Feng stood straight at the window, watching the raindrops slide down the panes, his mind filled with the questions he had been asking himself for days. "

I want to start my own business. I want a free life. My previous reasons were just excuses to escape. I want to tell Li Jiayan that I'm not the person she always thought I was. I can change, I can create a new me."

Zhang Feng sighed, feeling much lighter. "I need to tell her my decision." He turned and left the company, driving to Li Jiayan's place.

In the car, he put on a Leslie Cheung CD: "

Like a Tour and a Concert, Your Gaze Only Touches My Side." The beautiful and familiar melody played. Doesn't everyone have their own side, one they just haven't discovered yet or haven't made a crucial decision?

They arrived at Caoyang again, lined with tall, lush plane trees. Li Jiayan had bought an apartment in Tongbai Apartments, very close to her parents' home; the couple had lived there for a while.

As Zhang Feng passed Caoyang Huating, he glanced up at his in-laws' house. He'd been in a bad mood last time and had impulsively had sex with his mother-in-law; ever since, he'd been too embarrassed to go back. Turning onto Xingshan Road, he soon arrived at Tongbai Apartments.

Hmm…that car looks a lot like his father's BMW? Zhang Feng felt strange, a little uneasy. Maybe he was mistaken? He tried to reassure himself.

Zhang Feng was about to ring the doorbell, but his finger hesitated. After a moment's thought, he took out his key, opened the door, and walked straight to the bedroom, slowly pushing the door open.

Zhang Feng was stunned. Next to Li Jiayan was an old man with white hair, his jet-black hair a stark contrast to the white hair beside him. A surge of anger welled up in Zhang Feng's eyes, and he was about to storm in when the old man suddenly turned around. It was his father—Zhang Shuicheng.

Zhang Feng froze, unsure whether to go in or back. A mix of emotions—anger, resentment, and shame—filled his heart.

Suddenly, Li Jiayan moved her hand; she seemed to be awake. Zhang Feng quickly retreated, hiding behind the living room sofa, from where he could see the half-open bedroom door. "

Dad, you… why are you sleeping here?" Li Jiayan suddenly sat up, took two steps back, crossed her arms in front of her chest, and cried out loudly.

"Xiaoyan, you...you're awake?" Zhang Shuicheng remained calm, still lying down, smiling at his panicked daughter-in-law. "

Didn't you leave after drinking yesterday?

You were very drunk, and you even clung to me, not letting me leave you..." Zhang Shuicheng laughed. "

You...you're talking nonsense, I...I thought it was Xiaofeng...

Alright, forget it, I was drunk yesterday too, what's done is done..."

Li Jiayan lowered her head, sobbing softly. Zhang Shuicheng looked at his half-naked daughter-in-law, her white body swaying gently with her sobs, her black hair falling over her shoulders, recalling the passion of the previous night.

Zhang Shuicheng was moved again. He sat up and held Li Jiayan's shoulders, "Good daughter-in-law, don't cry, it'll hurt your health." He handed her a tissue to wipe her face.

Li Jiayan shook her head twice, but couldn't shake off Zhang Shuicheng's hand. She took the tissue and, while wiping her face, sobbed, "You...you've committed incest! How can I face anyone after this? I'm so sorry to Xiaofeng..."

At least she still had some sense of shame. Zhang Feng looked at his weeping wife, feeling a pang of sorrow. "

If I don't say anything, who will know?" Zhang Shuicheng stroked Li Jiayan's snow-white back. "Besides, what's done is done. What era are we living in? You're still so indecisive." "

But...we are, after all, mother-in-law and daughter-in-law. I'm so sorry to Xiaofeng...

I will make it up to him." Zhang Shuicheng's hand moved restlessly to her chest.

"What...what are you going to do now?" Li Jiayan pushed Zhang Shuicheng's hand away.

"Good daughter-in-law, you were so passionate yesterday, how come you've suddenly changed?" Zhang Shuicheng said, removing the blanket from his body.

Li Jiayan's snow-white body was exposed again, her long legs and full buttocks exposed.

"You, you can't do this..." Li Jiayan grabbed the blanket and pulled it away.

Zhang Shuicheng hugged Li Jiayan and kissed her. "Anyway, we already did it once yesterday, I'll make it up to you and Xiaofeng."

Li Jiayan resisted at first, but as Zhang Shuicheng kissed her, and remembering her respect for her father-in-law, and the fact that women often yield to the strong, and hearing Zhang Shuicheng's words about already having done it, Li Jiayan's body softened, and she slowly began to passionately kiss Zhang Shuicheng with her tongue.

While enjoying his daughter-in-law's tenderness, Zhang Shuicheng watched with smug satisfaction as her eyes were slightly closed and their tongues intertwined, determined to conquer this forbidden bud.

Zhang Feng watched his wife's intimacy with his father with heartache, his penis hard despite his grief, and he realized he too was becoming unusually excited.

At this moment, Zhang Shuicheng pressed his daughter-in-law down, lifting her long legs high, and kissing her genitals.

"Ah…father-in-law…please don't…" Li Jiayan murmured, her hands pressing hard on Zhang Shuicheng's head, her legs clamping tightly together.

Zhang Shuicheng flicked his tongue, licking Li Jiayan's vulva and urethra back and forth, his fingers lightly touching her anus.

Li Jiayan tilted her head back, swaying her hips excitedly in the small bedroom, the room filled with the smell of male and female secretions, the air thick with lewdness.

Imagine a white-haired old man nearing sixty and a young woman in her prime, engaging in intense oral sex—how obscene and exciting!

Zhang Feng unconsciously began stroking his penis, his eyes fixed on his wife and father's intimacy.

Zhang Shuicheng slowly inserted his fingers, gently thrusting them in and out of his daughter-in-law's vagina, admiring her excited expression and voluptuous body. He hadn't properly looked at her body the night before. Zhang

Shuicheng felt his daughter-in-law's vagina was already wet, and Li Jiayan's legs were slowly moving. He himself was also very aroused. Sensing the opportune moment, Zhang Shuicheng lifted Li Jiayan's legs, aimed his penis at her vagina, and forcefully thrust it in.

Ah…ah…Li Jiayan felt a surge of intense pleasure.

Zhang Shuicheng began to straddle his daughter-in-law, thrusting in and out. Their eyes met; he was her father-in-law, and she was her daughter-in-law. The taboo of incest excited them both immensely.

Human sexual psychology is like this: the more taboo something is, the more societal it is, the more clandestine it is, the more people want to try it. Incest is like that; many people fantasize about it. A friend's wife, siblings, even parents are all objects of sexual fantasy for many, but they simply dare not do it in reality.

While Zhang Shuicheng was having sex with his daughter-in-law, they kissed passionately, exchanging saliva above and rubbing against each other below. Zhang Shuicheng felt extremely excited.

To prevent himself from ejaculating too quickly, Zhang Shuicheng had his daughter-in-law sit on top of him while he lay on the bed, watching her movements. Her breasts bounced up and down, her face flushed, and her black hair danced with her movements. It was so lewd! Making love with such a forbidden and beautiful bud was truly a pleasure.

He was already an old man in his sixties, yet he could still play with such a beautiful young woman, and she was his own daughter-in-law. The incestuous pleasure was almost too much for Zhang Shuicheng to bear.

Ah…ah…Zhang Shuicheng held his daughter-in-law's full breasts tightly, thrusting his lower body, and ejaculated profusely.

Li Jiayan felt a hot stream spray into her uterus, burning hot, and she too lost control after the stimulation.

Zhang Feng watched the incestuous climax, his hand constantly stroking his penis, semen spraying violently onto the back of the sofa.

(VI) Zhang Yun and his sister-in-law Li Jiayan

Since having physical intimacy with her father-in-law, Li Jiayan felt ashamed, but at the same time felt that she had a strong backer in the family, and her attitude at home also changed. She used to be quite polite to her mother-in-law and Xiaoyun, but now she ignores them, especially Xiaoyun, whom she often orders around and occasionally lectures him as his sister-in-law.

Xiaoyun often feels angry and thinks, "Why should you tell me what to do?" But she also finds it strange that her sister-in-law, who used to be gentle and humble, has changed so much. She thinks that her brother-in-law must be having a hard time lately.

Qingming Festival is approaching again. Many people in Shanghai have ancestors buried in Suzhou, Wuxi, and other places, so every year during Qingming, it is another peak season for passenger transport in Shanghai, with millions of people traveling to sweep tombs. Zhang Shuicheng's family is also going back to Hunan. Lei Fengjiao bought the plane tickets long ago. This time, only she and Zhang Feng are going back. Zhang Shuicheng can't go because he's going to the United States, and Zhang Yun can't go because she's facing a big exam. Li Jiayan also can't go because she's visiting her parents' graves.

Zhang Yun is alone at home, feeling very bored. Because of her exams, none of her friends want to come out, so Zhang Yun spends her time online and browsing around. Ever since his encounter with Liu Xia, the 38-year-old CFO of the company, Zhang Yun had developed a strong interest in older, more mature women. Their voluptuous bodies, dignified expressions, and their wanton behavior under his relentless advances gave him immense satisfaction and a great sense of accomplishment. Suddenly, the living room door creaked open.

Who could it be? Everyone's out. Was it a robbery? Zhang Yun tensed up and quickly turned off the lights, hiding in the shadows.

"Dad, you… don't do this, we're home."

It sounded like his sister-in-law's voice. Zhang Yun was puzzled. "Dad?

They've all gone out. Come on, my good daughter-in-law, I missed you so much."

"Um… no, Xiao Yun is here too.

" Could it be Dad and sister-in-law? Zhang Yun was utterly shocked.

A few minutes later, her door was pushed open. Xiaoyun, hiding in the shadows, saw her father peek in. "Xiaoyun...

Xiaoyun isn't home. Let's have some fun."

"Who's going to have fun? I don't want to! You're so old, and I'm still so young. I'm getting the short end of the stick."

"Okay, baby, stop talking. I'll give you the company's general manager position."

Hmm... After that, no one spoke, only the two of them breathing heavily in the quiet night.

Xiaoyun carefully crawled out of the bedroom and looked down. The lights were off, but there was moonlight outside. In the dim moonlight, two white bodies were tightly entwined on the sofa in the living room—it was her father and sister-in-law.

Xiaoyun felt a rush of blood to his head, his penis hard as a rock. His sister-in-law, who usually scolded him, writhed under his father's thrusts, emitting seductive moans that were especially alluring in the night. Xiaoyun couldn't help but masturbate, his eyes fixed on his sister-in-law's snow-white skin. In the quiet night, the sounds of two people having sex filled the air, mingled with his father's deep breathing, his sister-in-law's labored gasps, and Xiaoyun's heavy breathing as he masturbated.

Ah...ah...him father and sister-in-law finally reached their climax together.

Xiaoyun, too, ejaculated in this incestuous performance, returning exhausted to his room.

The next morning, Xiaoyun woke up late and lazily went to the restaurant to find something to eat.

"Xiaoyun, you're home?" Xiaoyun looked around and saw Li Jiayan eating breakfast, looking surprised at Xiaoyun. "You, when did you get back?" She was completely different from her previous arrogant self. Xiaoyun chuckled inwardly; she seemed guilty. "

Oh. I haven't been back long. Where's Dad?" Xiaoyun deliberately mentioned her father. "

He, he, I don't know."

"You're at work today?" Looking at Li Jiayan dressed in an expensive grey business suit, a red scarf around her neck, her snow-white legs gleaming under flesh-colored stockings, and black high heels—a typical professional woman's attire—Xiaoyun's penis involuntarily hardened again.

Li Jiayan noticed Xiaoyun's pitiful look and hurriedly replied, "Um... I have to go to work, I'll be going now." She then got up and walked towards the door. Looking

at her tall, elegant sister-in-law, and remembering her soft moans beneath her father last night, Xiaoyun felt a surge of excitement. She quickly rushed behind Li Jiayan and hugged her tightly. "Sister-in-law, you're so beautiful!"

Li Jiayan struggled desperately. "Xiaoyun, let go! I'm your sister-in-law!

I saw you and Dad yesterday! Do you want me to tell Mom and Brother?" Xiaoyun's hands roamed freely, greedily caressing Li Jiayan's soft, delicate body.

Li Jiayan shuddered, her body going limp. Xiaoyun seized the opportunity to kiss Li Jiayan's soft lips, his tongue darting into her mouth, greedily sucking on his sister-in-law's fragrant tongue. His hands weren't idle either, kneading Li Jiayan's breasts. Li Jiayan had given up resisting, her body gradually heating up with Xiaoyun's passionate kisses.

Xiaoyun was about to take off Li Jiayan's business attire when Li Jiayan, still maintaining a bit of womanly modesty, said, "Don't take it off, it's broad daylight."

Xiaoyun thought, "The business attire would be even more enjoyable to have sex with her in it." He turned Li Jiayan around, making her hold the doorknob with her back to him. He slightly lifted Li Jiayan's buttocks, rolled up her gray business skirt, and revealed her long, slender legs and round buttocks beneath her snow-white stockings. Xiaoyun's penis hardened again, trembling as he caressed his sister-in-law's beautiful, smooth legs along the silky stockings.

Li Jiayan trembled slightly under Xiaoyun's caresses, her breathing becoming heavier. After a long time, Xiaoyun said, "Hurry up, someone will be here."

Reluctantly, Xiaoyun slowly removed Li Jiayan's stockings and panties. Her beautiful, round buttocks and black pubic hair seemed to beckon him. Xiaoyun held his sister-in-law's slender waist and slowly inserted his penis from behind.

Ah… Li Jiayan felt a surge of pleasure the moment it penetrated.

Xiaoyun felt a wave of comfort in his penis and began to slowly thrust in and out of Li Jiayan's vagina. Watching his sister-in-law, who usually yelled at him, writhing and yielding beneath him, Xiaoyun's penis grew even larger.

In broad daylight, a 24 or 25-year-old professional woman was passionately having sex with a 15 or 16-year-old boy. Only Li Jiayan's lower body was exposed; her upper body was still wearing a professional women's outfit, and her stockings and panties were only pulled down to her knees, creating a captivating and erotic scene.

After hundreds of thrusts, Xiaoyun, while frantically pounding into Li Jiayan, kneaded her heavy breasts from behind, occasionally spreading her buttocks to admire her sister-in-law's dark brown anus, and of course, her own penis constantly entering and exiting. Xiaoyun felt a surge of pride; she was usually fierce towards him, but today she'd show him her power. Thinking this, Xiaoyun increased her strength. "

Xiaoyun, be gentle, it hurts."

Looking at Li Jiayan's furrowed brows and pained expression from behind, Xiaoyun felt a sadistic pleasure. "

Does it still hurt now, sister-in-law?"

"Mmm…"

After hundreds more thrusts, ah… ah… Xiaoyun ejaculated her young semen amidst the immense, forbidden pleasure of incest.

(VII) Zhang Shuicheng and Ming Xueer,

Jinmao Building, Mingcheng Group Headquarters.

Ming Xueer took a cup, went to the tea room, poured some coffee, and sat there alone, thinking about things at home.

She and Liu Yongkang had been married for almost three years. They were both models at the time, and from meeting to falling in love to getting married, they were always the envy of others as a golden couple. They were quite famous in the modeling world at the time. However, a little over a year after their marriage, Ming Xueer had to give up her beloved modeling career to take care of Liu Yongkang's sick father, who lived with her, and stay at home to be a wife and father.

Liu Yongkang was very hardworking at first, but after failing in the Shanghai Men's Elite Touch Competition at the beginning of last year, he became discouraged and often stayed at home. The number of jobs that came his way gradually decreased, and in order to supplement the family income, Ming Xueer had to find a new job.

Thinking of this, Ming Xue'er couldn't help but sigh. A grown man, 1.85 meters tall, just stayed home all day, watching football and NBA. The foreign leagues had recently ended, but the Chinese Super League had started. Ming Xue'er knew about the CSL; Mingcheng Group was one of the shareholders of Shanghai International. Yesterday, Mr. Zhang even personally went to Hongkou Football Stadium for the Shanghai Shenhua vs. Shanghai International derby.

In a couple of days, she'd call up some of her former colleagues to give him a good talking-to. Thinking of her good-for-nothing husband, Ming Xue'er sat there blankly, forgetting to drink her coffee. "

Xiao Xue, what are you thinking about?"

"Mr. Zhang, I'm sorry, I…" Ming Xue'er looked up and saw Zhang Shuicheng smiling at her. "

I was looking for you earlier, I didn't expect you to be here. Come to my office for a moment." "

Okay, Mr. Zhang."

Ming Xue'er stood up and followed behind Zhang Shuicheng, feeling a little anxious. Had she done something wrong? Getting into this Grand Duke's company wasn't easy. "

Come, Xue'er, have a seat."

"It's alright, just let me know if you need anything.

" "You're half a head taller than me standing up, it's making me feel intimidated." Zhang Shuicheng smiled at Ming Xue'er.

Ming Xue'er, wearing high heels, was 1.75 meters tall, considered the tallest woman in the Mingcheng Group. "

Okay." Seeing Zhang Shuicheng joking with her, Ming Xue'er felt a little relieved.

Dressed in a grey Ports high-end women's business suit, her jet-black hair was meticulously combed back. Her delicate features exuded elegance and maturity, and her long, slender legs were even more alluring beneath her flesh-colored stockings. A pair of shiny black high heels further accentuated Ming Xue'er's noble bearing.

Zhang Shuicheng glanced at Ming Xue'er, inwardly marveling: "After all, she's a former model, and a Shanghai woman at that. She's truly exceptional."

He had seen countless beautiful women, but Ming Xue'er was indeed quite special—mature and sophisticated. From the first day Ming Xue'er came to the company for her interview, Zhang Shuicheng was utterly captivated.

Looking at Ming Xue'er, Zhang Shuicheng felt a surge of blood flow to his lower body, and he slowly began to harden.

As he grew older, Zhang Shuicheng's libido had declined. For a man like Zhang Shuicheng, material possessions were no longer the most important thing; what mattered most was his primal instincts and the ability to ignite his passion and vitality. He had recently found that feeling in his daughter-in-law—the stimulation of her youthful body and incestuous intimacy. "

Mr. Zhang, is there anything you need?" Ming Xue'er felt a little nervous seeing Zhang Shuicheng staring intently at her. Although she was used to being stared at like that by men on the street, she hadn't expected Zhang Shuicheng, who managed billions in assets, to do the same. She felt a little shy, but also a little proud. "

Ah…Xiao Xue, like this…" Zhang Shuicheng said, slowly standing up and walking over to Xiao Xue's side, where he sat down.

"Your administrative manager, Mr. Wang, is being transferred to Beijing, which will leave a vacancy for your administrative manager position. I'd like to find a suitable candidate within your administrative department and would like to hear your thoughts."

Zhang Shuicheng sat close to Ming Xue'er, feeling the warmth of her soft thighs pressed against his. Ming Xue'er's heart pounded. Having worked in the workplace for several years, she had gained some understanding; a strange feeling of tension, unease, and a touch of joy intertwined within her.

In Shanghai, China's largest economic city, power, sex, and money were once again the most valuable things in society. In this materialistic era, poverty was mocked, but prostitution was not; morality and dignity had been disregarded.

Her husband was also useless, and the heavy burden of the family fell on her shoulders. This was a rare opportunity. She'd already been married before, so she could just let it go. Besides, Zhang Shuicheng was a legendary figure, someone she deeply admired. Although he was nearing sixty, he possessed a mature and charming appeal.

Ming Xue'er comforted herself, but her feelings were conflicted due to traditional moral principles. "

Xiao Xue, I'm asking you something." The experienced Zhang Shuicheng, observing Ming Xue'er's changing expression, already knew what was going on. He gently took her hand. "

How would I know, Mr. Zhang?" Ming Xue'er blushed, her voice soft as she tried to pull her hand

away. "Xiao Xue, I think you're capable." Zhang Shuicheng held her hand tightly.

Ming Xue'er's heart skipped a beat, a mixture of excitement and unease. "

I... I'm too inexperienced, I can't do it." "

I said you can, so you can." Knowing he had to strike while the iron was hot, Zhang Shuicheng slowly began to caress the alluring, stocking-clad thighs exposed outside. "

Mr. Zhang, please don't do this, this is the company." Ming Xue'er tried to resist, but in Zhang Shuicheng's eyes, her refusal seemed so weak. "

Don't worry, without my order, no one dares to come in."

Zhang Shuicheng said, beginning to kiss Ming Xue'er's delicate, luscious red lips. Ming Xue'er turned her head away.

Zhang Shuicheng grasped Xiaoxue's snow-white neck with one hand and slipped the other inside her breasts.

Finally, Zhang Shuicheng kissed Xiaoxue's sweet lips, greedily sucking on the young woman's fragrant tongue and swallowing her delicious saliva. His other hand grasped Xiaoxue's full breasts. Xiaoxue's breathing gradually quickened; at first she resisted, but slowly she became aroused, her tongue entwining with Zhang Shuicheng's, sucking and kissing each other, slowly indulging her desire.

Zhang Shuicheng pulled Xiaoxue up. Standing up, Xiaoxue was a full half-head taller than Zhang Shuicheng. To make love with such a tall and elegant beauty—what more could a man ask for!

"I must have my way with this beauty," Zhang Shuicheng thought, suppressing the raging lust within him. He had Xiaoxue turn her back to him, holding onto the windowsill, while he knelt down and rolled up her gray skirt, gradually revealing her thighs in flesh-colored stockings. Her long, straight legs were further accentuated by a pair of shiny black high heels. Zhang Shuicheng's lust burned fiercely. He pounced on her, sticking out his tongue and licking Xiaoxue's high heels, meticulously licking the surface.

Powerful men like Zhang Shuicheng were always aloof and domineering, always behaving arrogantly, with others only able to fawn over them. Often, such men harbored a perverse obsession with worshipping a queen.

Xiaoxue noticed Zhang Shuicheng had stopped moving and turned around to see him licking her high heels. She felt a surge of shame, along with a strange, inexplicable feeling.

Zhang Shuicheng licked Xiaoxue's high heels, enjoying this perverse sexual satisfaction. His penis grew harder, and his hands gently caressed her warm, elastic thighs.

Zhang Shuicheng stood up and pulled down Xiaoxue's socks and underwear, slowly revealing her fair, slender legs and full buttocks. He gently stroked them, savoring the wonderful sensation, and Xiaoxue's body trembled slightly.

Zhang Shuicheng squatted down to admire this masterpiece of God. It was a flawless, snow-white, and incredibly cute buttock. He made Xiaoxue's buttocks slightly lift, and slowly spread them apart with his hands. It was so beautiful! Her brown anus instantly bloomed, though it was still tightly contracted with shyness.

Xiaoxue strongly felt Zhang Shuicheng staring at her anus. She felt both shy and nervous. Suddenly, she felt a tingling sensation in her anus; something soft was licking it.

Xiaoxue turned her head. "No… Mr. Zhang, that's dirty…"

Xiaoxue tilted her head back, enjoying the old man's service. Even her husband had never done this.

Zhang Shuicheng licked diligently, enjoying the young woman's slightly smelly anus, his lower body swelling even more.

In the luxurious office of the Jin Mao Tower, a tall, slender professional woman in a gray high-class business suit faced the window, her lower body naked, her snow-white buttocks slightly raised. An old man with white hair was squatting down, licking her beautiful anus from behind. What an obscene scene! "

Xiaoxue, lick it for me..." Zhang Shuicheng stood up and made Xiaoxue squat down.

Ming Xue'er shyly squatted down, only to see Zhang Shuicheng's penis already erect and menacing.

Ming Xue'er had performed oral sex on her husband before, but this was her first time performing it on a man other than her husband. She was very shy and hesitated for a moment before opening her cherry-like mouth and extending her red, tender tongue to lick Zhang Shuicheng's thick penis.

Zhang Shuicheng shivered all over after Xiaoxue licked him, his penis trembling slightly. After a while, Xiaoxue began to perform deep oral sex on Zhang Shuicheng. Watching his huge penis thrusting in and out of the beauty's small mouth, Zhang Shuicheng felt a surge of pride as a man.

Xiaoxue's face was flushed, and occasionally a trace of saliva would appear between her swallowed and spit-out penis and her mouth. Because she was squatting, Xiaoxue's thighs and buttocks formed a perfect curve, her buttocks half-open with great tension, emitting a dazzling white light.

Under Xiaoxue's licking, Zhang Shuicheng felt a strong urge to urinate. He needed to pee. What should he do? Suddenly, Zhang Shuicheng had a strong, perverse urge to urinate in Xiaoxue's mouth. "

Xiaoxue, I need to pee."

Xiaoxue quickly spat it out and was about to leave. "

Xiaoxue, drink it."

"No, no...you're too perverted...

Xiaoxue, I beg you, please satisfy me." Looking at Zhang Shuicheng's pleading eyes,

Xiaoxue thought, "How can Mr. Zhang be so perverted? He licked my shoes first, and now he wants me to drink his urine. Should I help him? It's already come to this."

Xiaoxue hesitated for a moment, then knelt in front of Zhang Shuicheng. "Be careful not to get it in my eyes.

" Zhang Shuicheng was overjoyed, looking at this stunning beauty kneeling before him, her mouth half-open, waiting to drink his urine, with a pitiful expression. It was so lewd, so stimulating.

Xiaoxue closed her eyes, suddenly feeling a stream of scalding liquid shoot into her mouth. The sound of water hitting a container echoed throughout the office, and the stench of urine filled the room.

In the office, a young woman was kneeling, eyes closed, mouth open, while an old man was urinating into her mouth—a truly grotesque scene.

A pungent stench assaulted her throat, and Xiaoxue was about to spit out the urine.

"Xiaoxue, drink it."

Xiaoxue hesitated for a moment, then swallowed. It tasted awful, a strong stench of urine. She had never been so humiliated before, and tears of shame streamed down her face, yet a strange feeling stirred within her.

Looking at Xiaoxue, dressed in a gray business suit, her lower body naked, her hair styled in a mature woman's upturned style, her head tilted back, her lips parted in a delicate pout, while his slightly turbid yellow urine flowed continuously, watching Xiaoxue struggle to swallow the urine, her closed eyes streaming with tears of humiliation, Zhang Shuicheng felt an unparalleled stimulation, a strong sadistic pleasure.

Finally, she finished urinating, a pleasure akin to ejaculation.

"Xiaoxue, thank you." Zhang Shuicheng took a tissue and tenderly wiped the tears and urine from Xiaoxue's face.

His penis was still erect. Ignoring Xiaoxue's mournful gaze, Zhang Shuicheng said, "Come on, Xiaoxue, I haven't come yet."

Turning Xiaoxue around, she wriggled her hips a few times in protest.

Zhang Shuicheng, supporting Xiaoxue's snowy buttocks, slowly inserted his enormous penis. It felt so good; youth was truly wonderful!

It went in smoothly, and Zhang Shuicheng was surprised to find that Xiaoxue's vagina was already wet. Could it be that Xiaoxue had also experienced pleasure earlier? Thinking of this, Zhang Shuicheng thrust even more excitedly into the beauty's tender vaginal walls.

Because Xiaoxue was higher than Zhang Shuicheng, he could only stand on tiptoe behind her, supporting her buttocks.

Gradually, Xiaoxue began to feel it, and Zhang Shuicheng also experienced wave after wave of pleasure. He had almost ejaculated during oral sex, but a urination relieved that.

Watching this tall, beautiful woman panting softly as he thrust into her, Zhang Shuicheng felt an immense sense of pride. For an old man in his sixties to be able to enjoy such a young and beautiful body was truly blissful!

After playing for a while, Zhang Shuicheng, being of advanced age and having played for too long, finally couldn't resist ejaculating his old, viscous semen into Xiaoxue's young vagina.

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