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Every now and then I'd go to Cixi for business. The other party's boss would usually treat me to a meal, usually after lunch, after inspecting the goods, and I'd be back in the evening.
This time, the issue with the goods was left until the evening, after dinner. Then we went to that KTV in XX Bay. A row of girls were lined up for you to choose from; I'd never seen anything like it before. I politely declined, but the host insisted that as a guest, I had to choose one. Because it was late, there weren't any particularly good girls, so I picked a young, slim one from the row, while another guy picked a voluptuous one.

They started playing rock-paper-scissors, dancing, and drinking. I figured I'd be going home that night, so I just had tea. The guy next to me, whose wife was six months pregnant, seemed quite aroused. The girl was rather young, probably a girl-next-door. Under the flashing lights, I touched her thighs, waist, and breasts; they were indeed very firm. But something just didn't feel right.

Around midnight, I excused myself. The host suggested I stay the night, but I made an excuse and ran away. My penis was still inside; I didn't want to come out.

It took me two and a half hours to get back to my sleeping wife, who was fast asleep with her erect penis still sticking out.

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