Author: Chusheng Rhapsody (Red Dust Laughing and Smiling)
The days of rain made the hot summer a little bit more cool, and people who were usually too hot even to wear undershirts put on jackets. In the quiet corridor, a woman with a delicate figure stepped on her high heels and walked towards the room at the end of the corridor. The heels of the shoes slapped against the ground, making a crisp sound, and the man in the room had a smug smile on his face when he heard the sound of the heels.
Ai was still in her usual attire, a small gray suit with a knee-length one-step skirt underneath. The well-fitting clothes showed her mature woman’s charm to the fullest, especially the full breasts and hips, which attracted every opposite sex as if emitting the force of gravity, and she could feel the elasticity and tension of her body curves without touching them. The title of the No.1 Beauty of Kyoto Museum was well deserved for Ai.
Ai’s appearance is beautiful and generous, and she is the director of reception at the Kyoto Museum. In the eyes of many male colleagues, Ai is a divine goddess. But only Ai knows that there are many women like her living in this world. She was not the first, nor would she be the last. As it was now, she walked towards the curator’s office with a heavily conflicted mind. The Kyobo Museum was huge, so big that an ordinary person would get lost inside. The curator’s office was in a small, secluded building. Ai was very reluctant to go to the curator’s office to talk about her work, because every time she went, either harassment or further harassment awaited her.
The curator was around his early fifties, wearing a pair of old-fashioned glasses, and his Mediterranean-style hairstyle gave him a somewhat old-school look. Sitting in his position, external image is very important, as for what goes on in his head, no one has ever dissected it to see.
The door opens and the curator looks at Em who enters and smiles, signaling Em to close the door. Ai gently closed the door and walked over to the curator and asked him what he wanted to see her about. The curator looked carefully at Ai did not say, he used to be a professor in the university, very good at business drilling, or else would not have climbed to the position of the curator of the Beijing Museum. Speaking of which, Ai was still his former student, although he had only taught for half a semester before he transferred to the Jing Bo Pavilion, Ai still left a deep impression on him. The curator boasted that he was a flirtatious and talented man, when he was a professor at the school, the curator had seduced many young students in the name of teaching and talking to them and other reasons, many of them were beautiful, but only Ai had made him unforgettable, but the curator didn’t get the chance to do that when he was at the school.
Unexpectedly, by mistake, Ai graduated a few years later, and when the Kyobo Museum recruited, Ai signed up. The curator saw Ai’s name and his eyes lit up. He sighed in his heart, God has eyes, it should be his is his. In this way, Ai entered the Beijing Museum and slowly became the curator’s prey.
The curator surveyed Ai with a naked gaze, and after a few moments, he walked over to Ai and sat down on his ass on the parlor couch. The curator’s body was a bit fat, and when he sat down, the couch dented, and Ai, who had been sitting upright, was unguarded and leaned his upper body toward the curator.
Like a kind elder, the curator gently put his arm around Ai’s shoulder and said, “Xiao Ai, tomorrow the minister is coming to our museum to guide the work, your reception should be done well, this can be related to your future ah.”
Em twisted her shoulders gently, but the curator’s hand wrapped tighter and tighter around her. The old lecher! Ai cursed in her heart, but the corners of her mouth had to squeeze out a smile and said, “Curator, I’ve already set up tomorrow’s reception, do you have anything else?”
The curator’s face chilled as he said coldly, ”What’s the matter, is it too tiresome to accompany me for a few words now? If I can transfer him to the capital, I can kick him out. Besides what’s wrong with you following me?”
Ai into the Kyoto Museum did not immediately follow the curator’s will, and then the curator knew that Ai’s husband in Ai’s hometown of the city’s archaeological team, Ai has a desire to transfer her husband to work in Kyoto, but there is no doorway. This is a matter that can be resolved with a phone call to the curator, who then lures Ai with this offer. At first Ai doesn’t agree, she loves her husband very much and she can’t apologize to him. But if her husband could be transferred to Kyoto to work, his future would be unlimited. She didn’t follow her husband back to his hometown in the first place because she wanted to stay in Kyoto and work hard so that she could help him in the future. In the end, Ai gave in, because what was difficult for her was solved by a phone call from the curator.
“Curator, it’s still raining outside, I have to get back early to cook, he’s coming home tonight.” Ai didn’t break away from the curator’s embrace, but only refused softly, a plea that was tantamount to fighting a tiger for its skin to the lust-crazed curator.
With one hand wrapped tightly around Ai’s shoulders, the curator reached down to Ai’s waist and stomach and ran his fingers up the open lapel of his suit. The curator could feel Ai’s slightly quivering skin as his fingers traced across, through the white shirt. “What are you afraid of, it’s still early, it’ll be dark when that kid gets back from the suburbs.” The curator lowered his head and nibbled on the underside of Ai’s neck. One hand touched Ai’s chest and fumbled to unbutton Ai’s shirt. With only two buttons undone, the thick palm couldn’t wait to slide into the shirt, thrusting hard into Em’s bra, pinching and kneading the breasts. Em let out a muffled grunt and closed her eyes.
The curator nibbled a few times and gently opened Ai’s neck. Turning Em around, his hands undid all of Em’s shirt, revealing a light brown lace bra inside. “How beautiful, why did you cheapen it for that boy, God is so unfair.” The curator’s hands rubbed Ai’s breasts vigorously through the bra, the way they looked like they wanted to pinch Ai’s breasts off.
Ai listened to the curator’s words with some helplessness, as if she deserved to be toyed with by the curator, and having sex with her husband was God’s unfairness. Although she knew what the curator said was ridiculous, Ai didn’t want to say anything to refute it. In the old lecher’s eyes, it only made sense that all the women in the world were his.
At this time the curator unclasped Ai’s bra, both plump breasts were exposed, the curator lowered his head and was about to take one of them into his mouth, just as his lips were on the soft breasts Ai pushed them away.
“Don’t suck, he’s coming back today.” Ai pushed her hands against the curator’s chest, a hint of determination in her eyes. Seeing Ai’s expression, the curator didn’t insist and said with a lewd smile, “Okay, I won’t suck your tits today, but you have to be more active today. Counting up I didn’t treat you poorly, what can that kid give you, in all honesty, if it wasn’t for me, could you be the director of letting reception?”
Ai was speechless, as if she and her husband were unseen, but at this point Ai didn’t have the heart to argue with the curator. Her husband was coming back today, and she needed to get back early to do her duty as a wife. Ai sat up and unbuckled the curator’s belt, her pants fell down, and the panties inside actually protruded a bit. This old pervert, must have taken drugs to wait for her here!
“And pull your panties down too. Jerk my cock first.” Even for a professor curator, the speech was just as vulgar at this point. Em pulled down the curator’s panties, and between the stray pubic hairs, his cock hung half-soft and half-hard. Ai stretched out her jade finger, holding the curator’s cock gently jerked up. The curator smiled lewdly again, “I’m not ashamed to say it’s the very best I’ve found, even my fingers are so soothing to touch.”
Within two or three minutes, though, the curator’s cock was hard in Em’s hand, and the curator was ecstatic, as if he had been transported back to his younger years all at once, with that pent-up desire that made him want to just find a cunt-hole and drill it. The curator pushed Em down onto the sofa and lifted Em’s legs. “Ba-da,” the heels fell to the floor with a crisp sound. The curator pulled down the zipper of his one-step skirt and peeled it off, along with Em’s panties. With a jerk, he brought his cock to Em’s pussy.
Em’s pussy was tightly closed, and the curator reached down and spread the labia to reveal a pink slit, and not caring if Em’s cunt was wet or not, the curator shoved his cock in at the top. “Ah!” There was another moan, Em’s second. The curator’s glans wasn’t too thick, it was just that Ai’s pussy was still dry, and the curator’s glans just plunged in, giving Ai a painful, uncomfortable feeling.
The curator, however, was excited, like a general who had just captured a city and was killing it. While his fat-looking body was ugly to swing, the curator was gyrating like a dance artist. The couch was soft, and Em lay on it, her body swaying with the curator’s jerking ass. Her swaying breasts were white and luscious against the drooping bra, but also very seductive. The curator had originally braced Ai’s slender legs so that when he looked down he could see his cock moving in and out of Ai’s cunt, arousing his lust even more, but today he was more interested in Ai’s breasts.
You won’t let me suck on your tits? I’ll rub and swell them. The curator lowered Ai’s legs and looped them behind his waist, and as soon as he lowered himself, his hands pressed down on Ai’s breasts. Ten fingers closed together, grasping Ai’s breasts solidly, the white tender breasts rising and squeezing out from between his fingers. Although Ai’s eyes were closed, she was calm in her mind, feeling the curator’s hands grabbing her breasts, she grabbed the curator’s wrists with both of her hands as if she understood the curator’s mind. “Don’t squeeze, you can only fuck me today.”
“I can’t get any energy out of nailing you like that. Why don’t we change positions, last time you were on your back on the desk and I had a pretty good time nailing you from behind.” Em didn’t exactly submit to the curator’s lechery though she gave in. That puppy-like position made her feel particularly humiliated, and Em rarely used it if she didn’t have to.
Without waiting for Em to answer, the curator pulled out his cock and rolled Em over on his back. This time, Em was submissive. The couch was really soft and Em’s face was buried in it when she went down on her stomach. With her ass high in the air, her pussy was as bare as it could be to the Curator’s eyes. The delicate red labia majora was slightly turned outwards, and the inner labia minora was attached to a pink line of flesh with some hidden water stains, just like a budding flower bud in the early morning.
For the first time, the curator was observing Em’s cunt from such an angle, and for a moment he was a little dazed. “Beautiful, Em, you have a beautiful cunt, and this round ass. God is so unfair, why isn’t the yellow face in my family so beautiful?” Just as the words were finished, the curator held onto Em’s beautiful ass with both hands, and the shiny glans pushed against that slit and plunged in again. This time, Ai’s vagina is wet and slippery, the curator is like entering a wonderland, that kind of wonderful taste makes him can’t help but pump up. At this time Ai looked very lewd, the small suit and shirt fell to the back, plump ass high and bare. The red pussy like a baby smacking its lips and gulping the old pervert’s cock.
The curator’s wife is not yet forty years old, is a woman of charm. Ai know that is the curator’s second wife, was also the curator’s students, in the school when the curator hooked up, and then the curator and his wife divorced, married more than ten years younger than his current wife. But once beautiful wife in the eyes of the curator has also become a yellow face.
Em was buried in the couch, cursing the old pervert’s impudence, but there was nothing she could do about it. It was men like him who held up her future and future and her husband’s future and future. She could have been the chaste maiden, scoffed at the curator, and left in style. The result would be that she and her husband would never have a future, and Ai couldn’t bury her husband’s talent because of her.
“The sound of water and slapping brought Em back to reality. The reality was that she was forced to lift her ass and spread her thighs, offering up her private parts and her virginity, even though she was very reluctant to be molested by the old pervert. The curator stroked Ai’s smooth ass with both hands and swung his hips hard, banging just as hard even though his waist was too fat to see.
“Puffing! The sound of “Puffing” kept drifting around the office. The old pervert was pumping hard without a care in the world, and with Em’s smooth ass swaying in front of his eyes, he felt that he couldn’t hold back any longer. In order to delay his pleasure a little longer, and to prove to the beauty beneath him that he had not aged. The curator slowed down his thrusts and stroked Ai’s snow white ass with both hands murmuring, “Beautiful, just beautiful!” As he spoke he thrust his ugly cock hard again, back and forth, not fast but powerful.
Em buried her head low and opened her mouth to bite her own fingers to keep from making the slightest sound. The old pervert’s thrusts and strokes sent sensations through Em’s body. Em couldn’t help but rock her ass to meet the curator’s thrusts. The curator’s cock was strange yet familiar to Em, illegal yet justified. Em wiggled her hips, she could feel her body had turned its back on her, but she couldn’t help it, the deep longing in her body made her want to indulge. Em’s ass was high and writhing, Em’s head was buried low and her mind was full of her husband. Perhaps this was the only way Ai could alleviate the guilt she felt inside. But the more she did this, the more aroused Em’s body became, because she knew that the man behind her was not her husband, but an ugly old man. Ai closed her eyes and stifled a moan from her biting fingers. She felt like she was going to collapse, she was actually being fucked to orgasm by the old pervert, her lust was dripping down her thighs ……
“Little slutty cunt, that’s the way to behave. Don’t worry about it, I’ll take care of the following when I get the chance and transfer him to the Pavilion.” The curator smiled lewdly and gave Ai a promise. Only Ai didn’t know when this promise from the curator would be realistic. This was just a good wish that the curator gave to Ai, if Ai’s husband was transferred to the museum, the curator wouldn’t be able to encroach on Ai in such a wanton manner. For a beautiful woman like Ai, the old man did not want to let go so early.
The curator was pleased with his own performance today, and was surprised to last about ten minutes on the pill. At the end of the day, the curator pressed down, his abdomen pressed against Ai’s ass, his hands reached up to Ai’s chest and gripped Ai’s breasts tightly, and then there was a shudder as he ejaculated all of his semen into Ai’s vagina.
Em flopped down on the couch, and she blamed herself a little. She hadn’t been able to resist at the last moment, letting the old pervert have his way with her body. Em was reminded of the riot that had occurred not long ago in some small city in the south where someone had seized condoms from the mayor’s office. Ai knew that behind that condom might be a woman or women alive like her. Em even thought that that mayor was still quite humane, or at least considerate of his mistress’s wishes in some way, unlike the old pervert who shot his load.
The man’s orgasm passed quickly, and the curator picked up Em’s black briefs and wiped them on his cock a couple of times, tossing them to Em’s side. Then as if nothing had happened, he lifted his pants and headed for the chair behind his desk. Em sat down on the couch, there was some stickiness under her ass, Em knew it was her lewd drool, her face was on fire, she felt a little slutty, even a little cheap, being fucked by a man who could have been her father, and she didn’t even know how to fight back, and let him cum in her pussy. She had always thought that only her husband’s cum could irrigate there, but somehow the old lecher’s cum had filled her pussy over and over again.
Ai moved to the side and picked up her crumpled panties and put them on before pulling on her one-step skirt. Just like the curator, nothing had happened before, and Ai was already numb to the situation. She only hoped that her dedication would be rewarded with a bright future for her husband. The curator sat in his chair, admiring with interest Ai’s wearing of panties and a skirt, which was all his work, a feeling that was very fulfilling to him. As he was leaving, the curator gave a few more instructions for Ai to do well at tomorrow’s reception.
Ai nodded and opened the door to her office, a coolness came over her, causing Ai’s body to shake a few times. Ai hid her small suit tightly and buttoned it up before leaving the office that she resented but couldn’t avoid. Because it had been raining for the past few days, it had gotten dark earlier than usual, and it was already dark and misty by the time Ai got home.
Ai and her husband now live in a small house, more than fifty square feet, with one bedroom and one living room. When Ai entered the door, she put the vegetables and bags she brought back from the neighborhood grocery store on the table in the living room. Ai’s work was not that hard, but at this time Ai felt very tired. Ai took out a small pill bottle from her bag and was just about to open it when she heard the door open. Ai was shocked and hurriedly put the vial into his suit pocket.
The door opened and a young man with quite a bit of bookish weariness walked in. Seeing Ai’s pale face, Ming hurriedly walked forward and held Ai’s hand and asked, “Sister Ai, what’s wrong with you, are you not feeling well, why is your face so white?”
Ai looked at her husband’s concerned eyes, her heart was a little bitter, but her face showed a few smiles, and she said softly, “It’s nothing, it’s been raining for the past few days and a little cold, and just now I went to buy groceries and was blown by the wind. Ming, are you cold, do you want to put on a jacket? You quickly sit down, I’m going to cook.” Ai walked to the kitchen room and put on an apron. Ming naturally wouldn’t let Ai do it alone and squeezed into the narrow kitchen room. When Ai saw Ming go in as well, he said to him, “Ming, you’ve been working so hard for a while, you’d better go out and rest, I’ll be done in a while.”
Ming still helped Ai wash the dishes, Ai’s hands and feet are very skillful, a moment of work in a good dinner. At dinner time, Ai asked Ming, the progress of the excavation work in suburban counties so. Ming told Ai, now is the key moment, the end of a period of time, this time can dig out a lot of valuable things. Ai also asked him how many days he would stay at home this time. But Ming said in he is going to leave, he is back this time is to go to the east of the city to do something, by the way home to stay a night, is also regarded as a false publicity. Ai and Ming both laughed, but Ai heart a little lost. But it’s better than Ming stayed in the old home, now Ming have work assignments before going out, as long as do not go to far away places, every week will go home.
After dinner, Ai cleared the dishes and Ming went to take a shower. Listening to the sound of water coming from the bathroom, Ai was a little sweet and a little worried. Fear that one day Ming knew about her, she did not have the face to face him. Ai was two years older than Ming, and the two were from the same village. The probability of a little girl dropping out of school in their poor condition there was very high. Ai was suspended from school for two years in between because of her family’s poor situation. It was only with the help of teachers and neighbors that Ai was able to re-enter school. Because Ai was two years older, she was always a little different from the other students, and they always teased her. Ming and Ai were from the same village and went to school together. Even though Ming was very small at that time, if anyone teased Ai, Ming would stand up for Ai, even if he was the one who got hurt in the end.
Ai and Ming studied hard and were always the best in their class. They went to junior high school together in town, high school together in the county, and then to university together in Kyoto. Life and study have long fused Ai and Ming together, even after marriage, Ming to Ai is also known as sister.
Ai cleaned up the kitchen and Ming had finished his shower and was sitting in his room waiting for her. Ai smiled at Ming and went into the bathroom. Closing the door, Ai leaned helplessly against the door panel, unable to hold back the tears that fell. After a few moments, Ai took out the small pill bottle from her pocket, poured out a pill very softly, swallowed it in her mouth, and carefully put the bottle away again.
Em stripped naked and looked at her body in the mirror, especially her ass which had been groped by the old pervert for a long time. Ai felt a small sigh of relief in her heart that the old pervert hadn’t left any visible marks on her body. The small bathtub was filled with some water, and Ai sat on the edge of it, her body coated with body lotion and rubbed with her hands, covered in fine foam. Ai spread her legs and applied the body wash that had melted into a fine froth to her vagina, applying lots and lots of it until something slippery oozed out of it. Ai stood up and rammed the head of the rosette against her pussy, and spread the lips of her pussy with her hands so that the warm, fresh water could rush into her vagina. Em felt that this was the only way to wash and dry her.
Warm water kept falling down Ai’s thighs, and Ai couldn’t help but remember what happened during the day, on the couch in the curator’s office, when her lewd water fell down her thighs like that. Ai rubbed her thighs vigorously, a reddish color. Finally, Ai sat down helplessly in the bathtub.
Ai came back to her room in her pajamas and Ming was lying on her bed with a big grin watching TV. Seeing Ai in her sexy pajamas, Ming excitedly waved at her. Ai closed the door to her room and sat down next to Ming and asked him what he was so happy about. Ming sat up and reached out and waved his hand in front of Ai’s face a few times. Ai grabbed Ming’s hand but realized that somehow Ming had a small box in his hand.
“Akira, is this for me?” Em held the box while her eyes looked at Ming. Ming nodded and told Ai to open it. Ai opened the box and inside was a turquoise jade pendant with a silver chain.
“You bought it?” Ai asked Ming, it wasn’t that she didn’t like it when Ming gave her things, but they had to save up for a house and a car and a baby and money was tight for her and Ming. Ai wasn’t as talented as Ming though. But working in the Beijing Museum, looking at things is still some vision, the jade pendant in the box looks ordinary, but it is a good thing, I’m afraid to be worth a small car, Ai some heartache.
Ming laughed and said that it is considered to buy. A while ago in the suburban antique market, there is a guy to sell this thing, the price of five thousand, Ming some bargaining, the last two thousand five to buy down, is to pick up a big bargain. Later in the silver store spent a few dozen dollars to buy a chain, in a few days is Ai’s birthday, as his birthday gift to Ai.
Ai looked at Ming with wide eyes, still a little less than convinced, “You bought this jade pendant for over two thousand dollars?”
Ming nodded and said, “Sister Ai, as I said, with our abilities, there will always be a place for us in Kyoto. We’ve saved up some money these days, let’s go buy a car in a few days, the buggy in our team I think is quite good and cheap.”
Ai had no doubt about Ming’s words. Ai tried every possible means to transfer Ming to Kyoto because she didn’t want to bury his talent. In his hometown, Ming’s stage to show his talent was limited, and so was his vision. Kyoto is the stage for Ming to show his talent. Ai believed that with Ming’s talent, in Kyoto, in less than ten years, Ming would become an authority in the archaeological field. For the sake of Ming, Ai felt that all her efforts were worthwhile.
Ming picked up the jade pendant and gently hung it on Ai, a coolness invaded her heart when it hit Ai’s skin. “Pretty?” Ai puffed out her chest at Ming, the jade pendant fell into her pajamas so Ming couldn’t even see it. Ming raised his hands to remove Ai’s pajamas, and Ai obediently raised her hands. The jade pendant fell right between her breasts, its turquoise color contrasting with her red nipples.
Ai looked at Ming’s somewhat dazed eyes, but her heart was vaguely uneasy, and raised her breasts again to ask Ming if they were beautiful. Ming reached out and caressed Ai’s breasts, and touched the jade pendant and said, “Beautiful, my sister Ai is the most beautiful in the world.”
Ai giggled, she was genuinely happy in this moment. Ai held Ming in her arms and the two of them kissed each other tightly. Ming was so hugged and kissed by Ai, the deepest desires in his heart along with his love gushed out, holding Ai’s petite body and kissing wildly like a tidal wave. The two kissed for a long time, Ai pushed Ming away, Ming asked Ai softly what happened. Ai blushed slightly and whispered, “Little fool, you’re suffocating me.”
Ming laughed, “Who asked Ai’s lips to smell so good, it’s so tantalizing that I can’t stop even if I want to as a younger brother.” Ming said, and kissed towards Ai’s body again, this time, Ming kissed on Ai’s chin and neck. While kissing, Ming also took off the only panties on Ai’s body.
Exhaling heavy breaths, Ai lay down on the bed. Under the crystal as white frosty light, a jade carved and iced charming carcass lay across Ming’s eyes. That curvaceous, dimpled body was emitting a faint reddish color under the effect of the hot bath and hot kisses, and it was delicate and blowing. Chest full of breasts smooth and round, nipples pointed, like the snow red plum that striking. A handful of waist is white as snow under the belly, belly slowly tilted down, a tantalizing arc has been extended to the place where the legs meet, that is every man would like to see the place. Ai’s pubic mound looks smooth and full, black pubic hair is set off by the white skin of the belly and thighs. The delicate labia are hidden under the pubic hair, the portals overlap, and the jade is moist and round. It is to see more than ten years of Ming, this moment to see the body of Ai also excited, just like when the youthful ignorance.
Ming leaned down and kissed Ai’s breasts lightly, one hand stroked Ai’s pussy lips, and his fingers gently rubbed on the jade pearl-like clitoris. Although Ming studied archaeology, but the idea is not ancient, and Ai together, the bed between the things studied quite penetrating, he knows how to make Ai happy. For example, right now, under Ming’s kisses and strokes, Ai’s body had already begun to tremble slightly, her hands clasping Ming’s head, her mouth letting out bursts of murmurs, “Ming, want me, soon I ……”
Ming slowly parted Em’s legs and eased his cock into the already muddy pussy. At first, Ming continued his gentle, slow thrusts. With each thrust and pull, Ai couldn’t help but let out a moan. Slowly, Ming saw that Ai was getting into the mood, so he sped up his thrusts. Soon, Ai’s moans grew louder and louder during Ming’s frantic thrusts.
Ai became frantic as she followed Ming, bracing her upper body on the mat with both hands, twisting her waist to join Ming, who was kneeling on the bed, his hands grasping Ai’s ass and jerking it, his sinewy cock churning and pumping in a cunt that was like a honey-filled pussy. Ming was lowering himself, and his hot breath was spurting out onto Ai’s breasts. And Em’s tits were bouncing up and down at this point with her frantic writhing. Ming opened his mouth wide and suddenly bit the jiggling breast in his mouth. Ming in his madness had a lot of power, and Ai was excited, aching and screaming, and everything Ming was doing to her was bliss to her.
Hearing Ai’s shouts, Ming wrapped one hand around Ai’s backside and climbed onto Ai’s chest, rubbing her other breast to her heart’s content. Ai twisted her waist as hard as she could, her legs clamping Ming’s ass down hard, her mouth screaming, “Ming, fuck me, fuck me hard, I’m coming …… mmmm …… that’s where… . ah……” As Ai moaned and screamed, Ming held Ai’s ass for a few more wild thrusts. Ai’s body stiffened, then the hands holding Ming’s neck trembled along with her body. Ming knew that Ai had ejaculated, and held her tightly in his arms, gently twisting and feeling the wonderful sensations brought about by Ai’s vaginal contractions.
“Ai-san, is it comfortable?” Ming gently bit Ai’s ear. Ai didn’t make a sound, after a few moments, Ai who had come back to her senses said with a long sigh of relief, “Ming, I’m so comfortable, now it’s your turn.” Em said as she let go of Ming’s neck and lay back, she knew that Ming enjoyed having her on her back and fucking her pussy while playing with her ass. When the fucking got intense he would even pick her up and hold her body up and squeeze her tits hard with both hands before cumming inside her, every time this happened she could feel Ming’s life pulsing through her.
Ai lay on her back and Akira entered her from behind. Then it was like a motor that suddenly sped up and kept running. Ming caressed Ai’s beautiful buttocks, one hand reached between Ai’s legs, against her own cock stroked Ai’s clitoris, within a few strokes, Ai could not hold on any longer, her hands went limp, and her head leaned back on the bed. “Ming, don’t …… don’t touch it ……,” Ai moaned, trembling and scared, suddenly remembering that during the daytime, this was how she had been napped by the old pervert. Today’s Ming didn’t hold Ai up, but the whole person pressed onto Ai’s body, Ai was lying motionless prone on the bed, her legs slightly spread apart, Ming’s half of his cock was inserted into her cunt, although it was only half of it, the huge glans was scraping Ai’s cunt, coupled with the fact that Ming’s hands were gripping her breasts with force, Ai soon climaxed once again. Lust flowed out once again, the spasming cunt wrapped around Ming’s glans and sucked on it, no matter whether Ming’s glans went in or out, the hot and wet sucking sensation stayed with him, and with a loud roar, Ming slumped down on Ai’s back, with only the two’s asses still quivering slightly.
After orgasm Ai and Ming lying on the bed panting, after a moment, Ai got up, put on pajamas and went out, she used to bring some hot water into the room, with a towel to wipe Ming’s cock and the mat that was wet with the two men’s lewd water. Ai’s pajamas are very thin, semi-transparent, inside naked and empty, in the soft light, her chest that round breasts hidden, and the tender red nipples are proudly stood up in the top of the nipple, as if from the pajamas out of the same. Ai was only wearing a nightgown, the hem of the nightgown only covered her belly, and her dark pubic hair covered her pink pussy lips that were hidden under the nightgown. Ming leaned over the bed and took in all of Ai’s springtime glory. As he watched Ai lift up the sheet to wipe his cock, Ming reached between Ai’s legs and gently stroked Ai’s pussy. Ai giggled and helped Ming cover the sheet, telling him not to catch a cold.
Returning to bed, Ming hugged Ai and asked, “Sister Ai, let’s go home early for the New Year this year.” Ai nodded and said, “We’ll see what happens then, if the Pavilion isn’t busy, we’ll take an earlier vacation and go back.”
“Come over next year and we’ll get a loan to buy a house, and by the time our kids are born, our family will be perfect.” Ming embraced Ai’s shoulders, his palms gently rubbing on Ai’s shoulders. Hearing Ming’s words, Ai’s heart trembled and she slowly said, “Yeah, we’re going to have a baby next year, or else your parents and my mom are going to rush us again.”
Ming looked at Ai’s half-naked body and thought about Ai’s hidden pussy dangling in front of his eyes, and his blood rushed back down to his lower body. Seeing that Ming didn’t say anything, Ai looked up at Ming, and seeing Ming staring at her body, Ai couldn’t help but ask, “Ming, what’s wrong with you?”
“Em, I want you again!” Ming said as he slipped his hand into Ai’s pajamas, his fingers touching Ai’s breasts again. Ai stood up, her long hair cascading behind her shoulders, and her snow-white round thighs under her half-naked body. What’s worse, Ai’s naked pussy was completely exposed in front of Ming’s eyes. Ai looked at Ming, smiling slightly, she gently took off her pajamas, squatted down and lifted the sheet on Ming’s body, her naked body sat across Ming’s body.
Ming’s cock was still hard, Ai’s jade hand grabbed Ming’s cock and gently stroked it, Ai’s face was on fire, she desperately wanted to forget about what happened during the day, but when she held Ming’s cock, it was like she just saw the old pervert’s cock. Ai lowered her head, not daring to meet Ming’s eyes again, she was afraid that her heart would be seen through by Ming.
Ai found it depressing that although she had submitted to the curator for Ming’s sake, to Ming his dignity had been compromised and there was no way for her to make it up to him. Ai and Ming’s sex life was not dull, it could be said to be quite lively, they had tried sex on different occasions and in different positions, but all in the traditional sense. Ai had never given Ming oral sex, although Ming had mentioned it, but Ai refused to do it, smacking of the heavy taste of men’s stuff, and Ming had never forced himself on Ai.
Ai could feel Ming looking at her and her face was burning. Ai suddenly lowered her head and took Akira’s half-soft, half-hard cock. Em’s oral skills were rusty and seemed a little clumsy. It was just a matter of using her lips to lasso Ai’s rod, not knowing that there was a tongue to stimulate Ming’s glans. But none of that mattered, Ming was a little taken aback, a little surprised. His cock was quickly getting hard in Ai’s mouth.
Ai squatted down and moved her plump ass onto Ming’s cock, her slightly parted pussy lips aligned with the shiny glans, and gently sat down. Ming watched his cock disappear into Ai’s pussy little by little, and his hands couldn’t help but rest on Ai’s charmingly slender waist. Ai let go of Ming’s cock and grabbed Ming’s palm with both hands, and the two of them interlocked their fingers and held tightly together. Em sat down hard, and Ming’s entire cock was completely submerged in her pussy.
Ming could see Ai’s beautiful bright red pussy, twisting slightly as it clamped down on his cock, and he could feel his cock being clamped tightly against the inner walls of Ai’s cunt, the powerful compression making it extraordinarily comfortable, and he couldn’t help but push his hips upwards, trying to drive his cock in deeper.
“Ah ……” The immense pleasure made Ai and Ming let out a moan of pain as they entered together. This time it was Ai who took the initiative, she clasped Ming’s hand and wiggled her hips asking Ming if he was happy. Ming nodded his head and told Ai to go faster, he felt so beautiful.
The plump breasts rippled tantalizingly between Ai’s jade arms, and Ming watched as he tried to reach out and touch them, but then Ai snapped his fingers, so he had to push his hips up so his cock could go deeper into Ai as a way of showing his love for him. Ai clasped Ming’s fingers, and his ass rose and fell faster and faster and wider, to the point where all that could be heard was the moans of Ai and Ming and the rocking of the bed.
In the end, it was Ai who was physically exhausted and lay on her back on Ming’s legs, with only the place where they were joined still writhing. Ming sat up and asked, “Sister Ai, are you tired, let me do it.”
“No, give me a break.” Em wiggled her ass, even though she was tired, she wanted Ming to experience the full pleasure she was giving him. Ming asked Ai again how she had been willing to give him a blowjob today, and Ai was a little vain, pouting and telling Ai that wasn’t what he had always wanted. That look made Ming couldn’t help himself, holding Ai’s waist and wiggling his ass so that his cock was rotating and rubbing against Ai’s pussy, causing Ai to moan and groan.
After a few moments, Ai let Ming lie down and she sat up again, this time she didn’t squat, but turned around and sat on the small of Ming’s belly wiggling her buttocks, her hands propped up on Ming’s calves, this kind of action could save Ai a lot of physical strength. Ming watched Ai’s matter back had broken out into a fine sweat, her hair staining her back, and he lovingly reached out and stroked his hands over Ai’s smooth ass.
Orgasm came, lust flowed out of Ai’s body, and Ai felt Ming’s cock swelling and throbbing inside her. Ai knew that Ming was about to reach the pinnacle of her ultimate pleasure, and her hands gripped Ming’s legs tightly and shook her ass violently. Finally, Ai heard Ming’s low growl, accompanied by the trembling of her legs as well, and Ai’s whole body relaxed as her orgasm came, and she collapsed backwards onto Ming’s body. Their lower bodies were entangled and writhing as Ming held Ai, rubbing her breasts with one hand and her clit with the other. Ai grabbed Ming’s hand and told him to hold still, to let her savor the moment while his cock was still hard, to feel the wonderful sensation of his cock inside her ……
Then again, Ai got up and brought water to wipe the mat. Ming looked at Ai half-naked body laughed straight, Ai white glance at him and said: “It’s all you, still laughing out.” At this moment, Ai’s style is all kinds of, Ming was mesmerized. Ming embraced Ai, to her ear and said: “Ai sister, I want to love you for a lifetime!” Ai closed her eyes and said to Ming, “Ming, I also love you for the rest of my life! We will never be apart, okay?”
“Uh-huh!” Akira hugged Ai tightly and nodded his head vigorously.
“Well, go to bed early, you have errands to run tomorrow.” When Em went back into the room again, Ming was still leaning against the bed and had the TV on.
“Sister Ai, are you still going to the pavilion tomorrow?” Ming heard Ai say that during dinner, when Ai’s heart was in turmoil and her words were not clear. Ai nodded and told Ming that the Minister was going to the Pavilion tomorrow, and she had to do a good job of receiving him. Ming asked Ai why the minister was going to the museum tomorrow. Ai said it should be about David’s exhibition.
Ming was intrigued by David and will have to go to the exhibition next time he returns.
The next morning, Ai and Ming went out together, Ming asked Ai if she wanted a ride to the Pavilion, Ai shook her head and said, “No, Ming, you have errands to run, don’t be delayed. It’s easy for me to take the subway to the Pavilion.”
Ming smiled and kissed Ai on the cheek and said, “Sister Ai, I’m so sorry, it’s your birthday in two days and I can’t be with you.”
Ai smiled and said, “Work is important, birthday thought we have plenty of time over. Ming, I believe in you, in the near future, you are the one who will become the best archaeologist. Go on, work seriously and show all your talents.” Ai watched Ming get into the archaeological team’s buggy and reached out to touch the ancient jade on his chest, the sky was still drizzling with rain.
When the minister and his entourage arrived at the pavilion Ai had already arranged a place for him to rest. The minister was also a middle-aged man in his fifties, looking younger and better maintained than the curator. But Ai could sense that the minister, like the curator, had a dirty soul wrapped up under his well-dressed exterior. Ai could sense that the minister’s eyes were full of possessive desire and naked lechery when he looked at her.
The minister is here to direct the exhibition of David. David is considered one of the most boastful male human statues in the history of Western art. With his majestic and athletic physique, courageous and strong demeanor, and tense and full-bodied body, face and muscles, David embodies the full range of idealized male beauty, both external and internal. Not only that, David is a concrete embodiment of Renaissance humanism, its praise of the human body, on the surface of the ancient Greek art “revival”, essentially indicates that people have been freed from the shackles of the dark Middle Ages, fully aware of the great power of human beings in the transformation of the world. But such a work of art is full of charm is a nude statue, he should be placed in the museum exhibition, how the exhibition has become a very controversial issue.
The minister and a few members of his entourage, the curator and a couple of deputy curators met in a conference room to discuss the David exhibit. Neither the curator nor the deputy curators knew what the minister meant, and spoke cautiously. Some said that a bare-bottomed David would bring in the corrupt ideas of capitalist society, distorting people’s spiritual world and affecting the construction of our social civilization, and that the exhibition should be carefully considered. Others say that David is the greatest representative work of the Western Renaissance, and that without David, the Renaissance Art Exhibition will not live up to its name, and that David must be exhibited.
The two schools of thought argued endlessly, and did not form a unified opinion for an hour or so. The minister put down the tea cup and said: “Ladies and gentlemen, the bare bottom of David is indeed not elegant, he and we advocate the construction of social and spiritual civilization of the policy of the opposite, may promote the social culture of male thieves and female prostitutes, we should be careful to consider. However, David came in, and if we do not exhibit it, foreigners will think that our socialist construction is still afraid of a foreign statue of him. Since there is still an argument, why don’t we go and see David before we discuss it.” The curator listened to the minister’s words and knew that the exhibition was a certainty; the question was how to exhibit it. The minister wanted to see David, so he quickly said to the minister, “Minister, David is still in the storeroom, I’ll take you there now.”
The minister looked up at the curator just in time to see the top of his bald head, and a wave of disgust went through the minister. “That little Director Ai who was in charge of reception just now is quite good, let her take us to see David.”
Ai was called to the minister’s side again, and the group headed towards the storehouse. “Director Ai, you’re so familiar with the museum, give me a proper introduction, this is the first time I’ve been here since I took office.” The minister put on a kind face to Ai, a naive person would think he was a kind elder.
“Minister, don’t call me Director, just call me Ai.” Ai smiled and led the minister into the treasury. Ai knew that this Renaissance art exhibition was very important, and that there would be many important guests coming to visit in the future, so Ai also did his homework, and gained an in-depth understanding of every piece of artwork on display this time, including the statue of David, which had the greatest impact.
Em introduced the minister and his entourage to the character of David and the background and process by which Michelangelo created David. The minister nodded frequently and said that David was a good piece of work, and the crowd also praised David’s artistic achievement. At this point the minister suddenly asked Ai, “O Ai, do you like David?”
Em nodded and said she liked it. The minister then asked Ai what part of David she liked and the crowd looked at Ai. Ai is standing in front of the statue of David, suddenly is blushing. The minister laughed again, and then said, “Ai is really knowledgeable, listening to Ai so, I am more interested in David. Go back and we will discuss how to table this excellent work.”
All the pairs responded by saying that David had met his soulmate when he met the minister. Ai was the only one who didn’t say anything, her body was trembling gently, a group of people were surrounding David, while someone was touching her butt at this time. Beside her stood the minister, needless to say, that hand must be the minister’s, Ai was a bit stunned, she didn’t dare to move a muscle, the rumors about the minister all appeared in her mind. This new minister used to be in charge of coal, it was rumored that he was removed from the blame after a big accident, but he didn’t expect to change his position and get back on the throne. Rumor has it that there are a lot of women who have had affairs with the minister, and the three religions and nine streams are countless.
When the group of people had finally finished their compliments, the minister turned his head to look at Ai, and seeing that the pretty young woman was blushing and at a loss for words, he added, “Ai, I’m very interested in the current state of the museum, so tell me all about it when we take a break later.”
Em was still fuming and didn’t know what to do. That’s when the minister pinched her on the butt and Ai looked at the minister only to hear him say, “Ai, is there a problem?” Ai hurriedly said there was no problem.
The minister let go of Ai and turned his head to look at the rest of the things in the storehouse, only to see a few pieces of porcelain sitting on a shelf to one side, the minister walked over and stopped in front of one piece of porcelain. “Curator Kang, where did you buy this artifact?”
The curator and other staff members were stunned speechless. The Beijing Museum has a rich collection, it is impossible to exhibit all the collections at once. Pavilion collection of items are rotating exhibitions, change down the collection to be stored in the warehouse, those several pieces of porcelain is the two days just changed down, have not yet had time to put into the inner warehouse, and the minister said is just changed down the yuan blue and white flower pots.
The curator smiled awkwardly and walked over to the minister and said, “Minister, there are a lot of imitations of this blue and white jar out there right now, made to resemble it, and it’s an excellent crafted imitation. But this one is the real thing.” The curator’s words were just right, not saying that the minister’s eyesight was poor, but only blaming the imitations out there for making too much of a resemblance.
The crowd, on the other hand, is sweating, this Beijing Museum still use to put artifacts in the museum? Even the real thing can not put it. What is the meaning of the words of the curator, outside the high imitation of this blue and white pot? This thing is a treasure, that is, the imitation of the craft is also expensive, I have not heard where there is this high imitation.
The minister looked at the blue and white jar again and said, “A few days ago I saw such a jar at a friend’s house, and I didn’t have the heart to ask him where he bought it, and it looked pretty good to me, so I want to buy one, too. Curator Kang, where do you think the place that sells them is?” The curator was speechless for a moment, and only after a long while did he say that he wasn’t really sure. The minister shook his head with some disappointment and turned towards the outside of the library, a few of his attendants followed, leaving the curator and the others staring at each other in disbelief.
Ai again despised the minister a hard, think minister such a person to Ming shoes are not worthy. But despise to despise, minister of such a character is not she can offend, even the curator to see him to be careful, let alone her such a small museum staff.
After lunch, Ai was resting in her office, the curator came and saw Ai with a cold face and said, “Ai, why are you still here, the minister is already in the lounge, why haven’t you gone over to give him a lecture about the museum.” The new minister took office, the head of the following naturally want to feel the chief’s hobbies, the old lecherous man of this road operation is especially handy, of course, the new minister’s personal preferences are understood thoroughly. This minister likes to play with other people’s wives, people know him as “wives minister”. Of course, the old lecher knows that the minister named Ai to introduce him to the museum situation is for what, although the old lecher heart are not too willing, but in order to flatter and please the minister, this work must be done.
“Curator, I ……” Ai thought that just now in the treasury so many people, the minister dared to reach out and touch her buttocks, this time to see the minister, that is not their own to the mouth of the tiger to send?
“What me me me, the minister’s patience is limited, don’t keep him waiting. Let me tell you, the minister has a lot of power in his hands, if you serve him well, you may be rich. What I can give you, the minister can give you. What I can’t give you, the minister can give you. Of course, the minister can also make you lose more. Think about your current situation, and your husband. If you want your husband to make a difference in his career, the minister must not be offended. Otherwise, even if your husband has a supreme talent, it’s all for nothing, so you have to think about it.”
These words were similar to what the curator had said when he had threatened to possess her, so how could Ai not understand. Seeing that Ai didn’t say anything, the curator gave Ai a look and added, “Go on, behave yourself in front of the minister, it’s an opportunity for both you and your husband, so make the most of it.”
Ai thought twice, for the sake of Ming’s future, the minister can never be offended, she gathered her mood and walked towards the VIP lounge. Minister squinting sitting on the sofa, as if in a nap, fingers to gently pat the thigh, mouth humming something. I can’t imagine that there is such a wonderful person in this place, it seems that this trip to see David was worth it. Thinking of Ai’s overwhelmed appearance in the treasury, the minister knew that this prey would not be able to run away no matter what. Hearing a knock on the door, the minister’s eyes lit up and he cleared his throat and called out to come in. Ai was wearing a light gray suit, the short skirt underneath was slightly elastic, outlining the curves of her seductive buttocks, the minister looked at Ai’s buttocks and thought to himself that with Ai’s buttocks being so elastic, her pubic mound must be very full and her pussy must be very fleshy as well. The Minister had a lewd smile on his face as he thought about Ai sitting on top of him, squatting her ass and using her pussy to lasso his cock.
Ai entered the VIP room, and the minister was the only one inside. “Minister, I didn’t disturb your rest, did I?” Ai asked, but in her heart, she wanted the minister to say that she had disturbed him. But the minister didn’t say that, he just gestured for Ai to come and sit beside him. Ai gritted her teeth and walked over to the minister and sat down a seat away from him. “Minister, what aspect of the museum would you like to know about?” Em asked the Minister as she sat up straight, not realizing that the Minister had moved his butt next to her and held her hand and pressed it against her thigh.
“Em, how long have you been working at the museum?”
“Minister, I’ve been working here for over four years.”
“Oh, it’s been quite a while, is work here going well?” If it’s an ordinary person, having a big leader like the minister caring about you, that means you’re not far away from a high promotion, but at this time, Ai was sitting on pins and needles. The minister looked at Ai’s somewhat panicked look and smiled slightly, “Xiao Ai ah, don’t be nervous, in fact, I’m a person who is very good to get along with.” The minister said, one hand wrapped around Ai’s shoulder, and the other hand went down the hem of the skirt and touched inside. Ai was taken aback, she didn’t expect the minister to be so direct, more nasty than the old pervert, only three words and he was making a move on her. Ai instinctively dodged to the side, her mouth said, “Minister, don’t be like this, I …… am married.”
The minister laughed a few lustful laughs and said to Ai, “Xiao Ai ah, in fact, I’m quite a truthful person, and I don’t like to force others, if you don’t like it, just pretend that nothing has happened just now, and you can leave. I do like you quite a lot, I heard that you and your husband Ming are both very talented, and will definitely be able to excel in the future.” Ai was like being pardoned at the minister’s words and stood up as if to leave. But just two steps away, she stopped, because the minister just talked about her husband Ming, how does the minister know Ming, surely he has already asked the curator that old pervert.
“Minister, I ……” Em looked at the minister, not knowing what to say. The minister smiled slightly and patted the couch beside her. Ai gritted her teeth and retraced her steps and sat down next to the minister, for the sake of her and Akira’s future, she had to sell herself out again. For Ai at this time, there was no difference between selling her body to the curator and selling it to the minister.
The minister smiled again as he watched Ai sit down beside him, he knew that it wasn’t easy for a woman like Ai to get a foothold in Kyoto, and the job she had in front of her wasn’t particularly well paid, but it was absolutely irresistible to a woman of her age. The minister wrapped his arms around Ai’s body once more, this time more thoroughly, and he took her right into his arms.
“Ai, with your talent working here is really too much of a commitment.” The minister said as he reached down and unbuttoned Ai’s shirt. Ai was wearing a light gray striped suit today, with an aqua gray shiny silk shirt inside, looking very generous and decent. But all the Minister could see at this point was Ai’s firm, full breasts, as his hand couldn’t wait to run over them a few times as he unbuttoned Ai’s shirt. “The ministry has an office deputy director retired sick, I see you are very suitable for that position, why don’t you just transfer over there, although it’s only a division level establishment, but you are still young, this is a lot of space to rise.”
By this time the minister had unbuttoned Em’s shirt, and after saying this the minister lowered his head and buried it in Em’s chest. A woman’s breasts are God’s for babies, but their attributes are a man’s, especially when they are as beautiful and plump as Em’s. Em sat motionless on the couch, she had no idea what she was supposed to do at this point, actively pleasure the minister? Or was she to be manipulated like a lifeless doll? Only the minister’s words echoed in Ai’s ears – Deputy Director of the Office? A departmental level? Ai didn’t know if the minister was using this to lure her, or if he really meant it. If what the minister was saying was true, then it was certainly an opportunity for her and Ming. As for herself, it was nothing more than jumping from the wolf’s den into the tiger’s mouth.
The minister’s way of playing with women was more skillful than the old lecher, and not as horny and eager as the old lecher. The minister was unbuttoning Ai’s buttons and stroking her body, when the minister unbuttoned Ai’s buttons, Ai felt that her lower body was already reacting, her pussy was already secreting lustful water. Ai was surprised, she had always thought that she wouldn’t be able to do that to any man other than Ming, she could control her body, but in reality she couldn’t.
Still in no hurry, the Minister lowered his head and pressed it between Ai’s breasts. In the time it took for the Minister to lower his head, the Minister’s exhaled breath that smelled of cigarette smoke made Ai a little uncomfortable, and Ai instinctively lifted her head backward, exposing her smooth, delicate neck. The minister kissed Ai down her neck as if she was a treasure. Ai’s bra hadn’t been undone yet, so the minister just nibbled on the top half of Ai’s breasts.
Ai half tilted her head back and stared at the ceiling with her eyes open for a moment, no one knew what she was thinking at this point, perhaps she had no thoughts at this point. A large hand grabbed her slender palm, Ai trembled and wanted to shake it off, but finally gave up. The minister grabbed Em’s palm and put it between his pants, rubbing his cock through his pants.
The minister let go of Em’s breasts and looked up at Em, “You should have known what to do.” That tone was ever so condescending. The Minister said letting go of Em’s hand and lowering his head to bite Em’s breast again. Em’s palm trembled as it rubbed against the Minister’s crotch, the soft cock inside hardening a little.
“Sit on my lap.” The minister took Em’s hand, not allowing Em to refuse. Em’s hand left the minister’s crotch and lowered her head to sit on the minister’s lap.
“Got my belt undone.” With their faces just ten centimeters apart, the breath the minister exhaled made Ai feel suffocated, and the thought of the minister’s smoky, yellow teeth biting into her breast just now made Ai feel like throwing up. Ai hadn’t looked closely at the minister’s teeth; the minister was very conscious of his image, and went for regular cleanings, and although his mouth smelled of smoke, his teeth weren’t yellow.
The minister had a lewd smile at the corner of his mouth, he loved to see women weak and helpless in front of him, at his mercy, just like Ai now. Ai unbuckled the minister’s belt, she thought that the minister this kind of person who was emptied of his body by alcohol and sex, his cock must have shriveled up and small, but I didn’t think that the minister’s cock wasn’t small, it looked a bit bigger than Ming’s.
“Feel it well, it will give you pleasure.” The minister rolled up Em’s short skirt as she spoke, and Em closed her eyes as she fiddled with the minister’s cock with one hand. The cock finally hardened in her hand, hard enough to fuck her. The minister also felt the change in his body, the time had come for him to be able to conquer.
“Take off your panties.” The minister ordered Em again. Em stood up and pulled her panties down. The Minister looked greedily at Em’s pussy, then peeled it back for a closer look. The appearance of Em’s pussy looked beautiful, with a bun shaped mound of soft, dark, well-defined pubic hair, evenly distributed above and to the sides of the labia, and a tight, thin slit in the center of the bulging mass of flesh. The two labia are slightly protruding, pink and colorful.
The Minister gently touched the tip of her finger to the clit, which had also become slightly swollen, and Ai’s legs trembled gently as a glistening liquid seeped out of her tightly closed cunt slit. The feeling of having her pussy opened by the Minister she had only known for a few hours was humiliating, and Ai’s body visibly shuddered as her legs clenched helplessly. Both hands grabbed the Minister’s wrists and tried to remove his hands.
“Don’t move!” The Minister ordered Em again, then said to Em with a lewd smile, “You have a beautiful cunt, it’s a work of God!” If she had said something like that explicitly, Em would have been thrilled, but the Minister said something like that, and Em felt a thousand pounds of shame. Yet here was this man, sitting in a high position, fish-feeding her body, and she couldn’t resist. Just as Ai was feeling ashamed and helpless, the minister’s finger went into Ai’s vagina and hooked Ai towards his lap. Ai, in slight pain, complied with the Minister’s hand and sat down towards his lap.
“Hold up and sit up!” The Minister was directing Em like a big director and at this point Em was obeying like a dedicated actor, or one of those newbies waiting to get laid. Em glanced down at the approximate position of the Minister’s cock and closed her eyes, grabbing the Minister’s cock with one hand against her pussy and slowly sitting down. Em was ashamed of how she felt, she was surprised at the satisfaction she felt when the Minister’s cock was in her pussy.
The Minister was so pleased with himself, the woman on his lap was a complete plaything for him. “That’s so good, your cunt is still so tight, haven’t had any kids yet.” The Minister pressed his mouth to Em’s chest again, his hands gripping Em’s ass, then tugging on Em’s shirt and pulling it violently upward, pulling the hem of the shirt out of Em’s short skirt. The shirt was completely open without the waist of the skirt, and the Minister buried his face all the way down into Em’s cleavage.
Em’s back was smooth and the minister reveled in his new toy. Wide palms caressed the smooth back, and only when he had had enough did he undo the clasp of the bra on Ai’s back. The bra fell away as Ai squirmed and all of her perfect breasts were exposed.
The minister touched the jade pendant hanging in front of Ai’s chest and said, “This thing is too low-grade for you, you should hang a ruby here.” In the minister’s eyes, Ai hanging jade pendant is just an ordinary jewelry, Ai heard the heart is very contemptuous, favor such a person can be on the throne.
The minister put down the jade pendant, reached down and lifted a heavy breast and asked Em, “Who bit this?” Em’s right breast had a half circle of teeth marks along the areola. “My husband bit it.” Em squeezed her eyes shut and her writhing waist stopped. The minister slapped Em’s ass hard enough to make a very crisp sound. “Don’t stop.” The Minister’s words were still unhurried, but there was an overwhelming pressure.
Em continued to twist her hips hard while the minister opened his mouth wide and took her breasts in his mouth. “Ah!” Ai let out a muffled grunt, the pain from her breasts made her want to let out a cry, but she didn’t dare to, so she had to bite her lips. The minister was very excited, Ai’s words “my husband bites it” made him excited, while biting Ai’s breasts, he pushed his hips up, his swollen cock pounded in Ai’s pussy, Ai’s tightly bitten lips, she couldn’t help but hold the minister’s head.
After biting on Em’s breasts for a while, the Minister felt his cock get harder, Em’s cunt squeezed his glans like a massager, and knowing that his body’s desires were fully aroused by Em, the Minister let go of Em’s breasts, and had Em straddle the couch with her feet, squatting down and using her cunt to lasso his cock.
Ai was a bit hesitant, the minister burst into a lewd laugh and rubbed Ai’s buttocks, “It’s all like this, why are you still shy, this is the most pleasurable thing between a man and a woman, what are you shy about. You can’t put such an attitude in your work, you can’t do a good job like this.”
Ai cursed the minister in his heart for being shameless, what does this matter have to do with work? Is this how you do your job as a minister? Cursing in her heart, Ai still stomped her shoes and climbed onto the sofa. The sofa was so soft that Ai couldn’t stand on it at all, so she had to brace her hands on the minister’s shoulders, while the minister’s hands were gripping Ai’s two breasts.
Ai didn’t know why she had so much strength at this time, as soon as she sat down, both she and the minister sank deep into the sofa, she was really a bit worried about what to do in case the sofa was broken, and whether there would be such a rumor the next day – the minister talked about the sofa with his female subordinate about work and broke the sofa! Fortunately, the quality of the sofa was good, although soft, it was very firm.
The minister suddenly screamed and held Ai hard, shivering as he bit into Ai’s breast. Ai was in pain but her heart was relieved to finally be free. When Ai got off the minister, she realized that both her and the minister’s thighs were wet. Ai got dressed and was about to leave when the minister suddenly spoke, “Ai, do you have any comments if you go to the ministry?” Ai bit her lip and said, “I don’t have any opinion, I’ll listen to the organization’s arrangement.”
Ai left the VIP lounge, outside the rain is very heavy, hitting the glass “popping” straight. From time to time, there were also bursts of thunder. Ai’s heart was cold, and deep down there was a kind of shame that she couldn’t shake off. Ming, I’m sorry! Ai can only recite silently in her heart, looking at the rain outside the window, Ai very much want to go out and let the pouring rain wash her body.
Not long after Ai left, the curator entered the minister’s lounge carrying a gift box. The gift box was beautifully made, with the words “Kyoto Museum Fine Souvenir” printed on it. Inside the gift box was a wooden box more than 30 centimeters square, the curator carefully put the gift box on the table beside the minister.
“Minister, I have something to report to you.” The curator bowed his head like a child who had done something wrong.
“What is it?” The minister looked at the gift box and didn’t ask the curator what was in it.
“Minister, please discipline me, this is a mistake in my work. Today when I was moving the storehouse, because the storehouse floor was unevenly aged, moving things produced vibrations, and a lapis lazuli jar fell off the shelf and broke. This is the accident report, you happen to be here to guide your work, please take a look.” The curator said as he pulled out an item damage report from his pocket.
The minister took a look, the photo is exactly what he just said in the storehouse that the blue and white pot, the report below several people have signed, a closer look, it is just accompanied him to the storehouse a few people. The minister’s face flashed a trace of imperceptible smile, then said in a serious manner, “How can such a good thing break so carelessly? I have to criticize you for this.”
The curator naturally saw the change in the minister’s face and was overjoyed, but he still put on an air of admitting his mistake and said, “Please punish the minister.”
“It’s just that it’s not your fault. You are here to keep the essence of thousands of civilizations of our country, and the conditions of preservation and display must be all right. I see that the storehouse is a little aging, and those pavilions, should be good repair. Back to you to play a report on the repair of good, to the Ministry to. Write down clearly how much budget you want, do you understand?” The minister’s fingers gently knocked on the desktop, but in his heart, he thought, if this thing is taken to foreign countries to auction, I wonder how much money can be sold.
The curator’s eyes lit up and he quickly nodded his head and said, “I understand. Thank you, Minister, for your concern and support for the work of the museum. Minister, do you have any more spirit to instruct?”
The minister shook his head, and the curator was about to leave when he was suddenly stopped by the minister again. “Curator Kang, what’s your opinion about David’s exhibition?”
Seeing that the minister asked about it, and knowing that the exhibit was certain, the curator said to the minister, “Minister, I have a bit of an opinion, I don’t know if I should speak or not.”
“It’s just the two of us now, so if you have something to say, just say it, don’t hide it.”
“Minister, in the museum exhibition, come to see a limited number of people after all, for hundreds of millions of people in our country is but a drop in the bucket, can not affect what, the key is in the television propaganda, can not let this kind of rotten things affect our social atmosphere.”
“Well, Curator Kang has a point, so tell me, how do we publicize it?”
“Minister, we can learn from the techniques above the movie. For example, in the ‘Flesh Pope’ a while ago, wouldn’t it be fine to put a mosaic on the key parts.”
The minister laughed and said to the curator, “Curator Kang, I can’t imagine that you’re quite knowledgeable about The Flesh Pope Troupe.”
The curator was thick-skinned enough, thinking that we were all of the same ilk, and there was no need to laugh at fifty steps. Of course he did not dare to say this to the minister, but only said to the minister, “Minister, there are two sides to everything, just like the statue of David, although he carries with him the decadent winds of western society, he is also a piece of excellent artwork recognized by the whole world. The same goes for The Flesh Pope Troupe, although it is a bit direct in its presentation, the ideas of karma and exhortation to goodness it promotes are still in line with our current agenda of building a civilized society, and we can’t beat it to death with a single stick.”
The minister nodded with a smile, and then with a straight face, he said to the curator, “Your insight is good, we can’t bow down to the western corrupted culture, David has to exhibit it in a big way, and as for the news propaganda, we have to be strict, we mustn’t let the western corrupted things take advantage of it, and affect the healthy and positive thoughts of our people. We must nip the germ of the idea of male prostitution in the bud. Curator Kang, give notice, we’ll meet right away and get this issue resolved!”
Thus David was transformed from a fine statue into a fine silent comedian under the direction of the minister.
Ai returned to her office and took her makeup case out of her bag to touch up her makeup when she saw her cell phone signal light flashing in her bag. Ai remembered that she had to greet the minister today, she put her cell phone in her bag like before. Ai opened her cell phone and saw that the calls were all from Ming, nine calls in more than ten minutes. Ai knew that Ming was in a hurry and called back, but Ming’s cell phone could not be reached. Ai thought that Ming must be angry and turned off the phone. After more than ten minutes, Ai called Ming again, still can not be reached, half an hour, an hour, are like this. Ai was a little worried, afraid that something had happened to Ming, an afternoon, Ai are in a trance.
When she got home from work, she called Ming again, but she still couldn’t get through, so she panicked and didn’t know what to do. At this time, Ai thought of Jing, Ai’s best friend. Before Ming transferred to Kyoto, Ai and Jing shared a house in the current Ai live in the house, the two go to work and take the car is quite convenient, after Ming to Kyoto, Jing moved out and rented a single room, also in this neighborhood.
Still alone, Shizu got a call from Em and went to Em’s place. “Shizu, what do you think I should do?” Those were the first words Ai said when he saw Jing. Jing asked Ai what was wrong and Ai told Jing what happened. Jing asked Ai why she didn’t answer the phone after Ming called her so many times. Naturally, Ai couldn’t tell Jing the truth of the matter, she only said that there was an important takeover mission in the pavilion today and she had put the phone in her bag.
“Ai, don’t worry, maybe Ming’s cell phone is broken or the signal is not good, you guys have been in a relationship for more than ten years, he won’t ignore you for this little thing.” Jing was aware of the story of Ai and Ming, and had confidence in their relationship.
“That’s what makes me even more worried, I’m afraid that something has happened to Akira.” Ai said and cried. Jing stepped forward and put her arm around Ai’s shoulders and comforted her, “Ming is so old, what could happen.” Jing suggested that Ai call the place where Ming was working now and ask for clarification, don’t scare yourself.
Ai hurriedly called Ming’s current team leader, who told Ai that Ming had not arrived at the excavation site because it was raining heavily there, and the only highway leading there had collapsed, disrupting traffic. As for Ai, he couldn’t get in touch with him either. Ai almost fainted when he heard this, could it be that Ming had been involved in the collapse and had an accident? Thinking about it, it’s impossible, if Ming was involved in the collapse, how could he call her. The team leader told Ai that it was impossible for Ming to be involved in the collapse, the highway collapse happened early in the morning and Ming was still at home at that time.
After determining that Ming didn’t meet the cave-in, Ai was relieved, but without being able to contact Ming, Ai was worried. “Jing, why don’t we go to the police station and ask?” Ai grabbed Jing’s hand. Jing shook her head and said, “Ming has only been gone for a few hours, how can the public security bureau help you find someone. If not, I’ll stay here with you today, and if I can’t contact Ming tomorrow, I’ll accompany you to the police station, or we can go out and look for him together. Ai, don’t worry, Ming is such an adult, he will take care of himself.”
Em looked at Jing and nodded. Jing told Ai to sit down and calm down, and let her prepare dinner. When Ai came back, she didn’t buy any food, and there were a few packets of instant noodles at home, so she cooked two bowls of instant noodles. Ai only ate half a bowl and then couldn’t eat any more, Jing sighed, knowing that Ai didn’t have an appetite, she didn’t say much and helped Ai clean up.
In the evening after a bath and sleep on the bed, Ai’s mood is a little better, and Jing sitting on the bed together to watch TV. Ai asked Jing how work recently, Jing smile, said how, no background, no dedication, how can there be gain. There is an opportunity to be a new young girl accounted for, there is no way ah, people with beautiful parents, and dedication. Ai listened to the words of Jing silent, she could not help but think of the old pervert and the minister, remembering what the minister said to her this afternoon. Without dedication, where is the harvest? Is this the way the world is?
“Shizu, you haven’t thought about fighting for it?”
“I thought about it, but I couldn’t make up my mind. If I had made up my mind, I wouldn’t be like this now. It’s really a sin for a woman to look pretty, sometimes I’d rather be ugly, then I wouldn’t have so many troubles. With my real talent, I don’t believe I can’t break into a world.”
“Jing, women are tired of being alone, have you ever thought about finding someone to marry?”
Jing laughed, “Ai, don’t worry about me, this young lady doesn’t look bad, she can always catch a golden son-in-law.”
“Where’s the little king you were talking about last time? How are you guys doing?”
“That’s it, what can I do, he’s too poor, if I follow him, how can I live here? Ai, sometimes I really envy you, although you’re not rich, but with you and Ming, it’s not a problem to have a foothold in Kyoto.” After a while, Jing let out a long sigh, “On TV, Cinderella always meets a handsome prince who loves her, but in reality, it’s all toads eating swan meat. I don’t know whether I am the life of Cinderella or the life of the white swan.”
Ai was silent, she was wondering if she was considered a Cinderella or a White Swan, and if her choice today was worth it. Seeing Ai’s silence, Jing hugged Ai’s body and asked, “Ai, what’s wrong with you, are you still worried about Ming?”
Em shook her head and said, “No, let’s go to bed.”
Suddenly Jing exclaimed, “Ai, yours seems to have gotten bigger again ugh, quickly let me see, what do you eat every day.” Jing just a hug, hand just pressed in Ai’s chest. Ai said with a red face, “No ah, dead girl, sleep.”
“No, come on let me see it. What’s there to be ashamed of, it’s not like you haven’t seen it before.” When two girls slept together, of course they would compare this and that, Jing had always envied Ai for having a pair of plump breasts. Without waiting for Ai to react, Jing lifted up Ai’s pajamas, seeing the teeth marks on Ai’s breasts, Jing froze for a moment, then added, “Wow, Ai, you guys are still so passionate after so many years! This jade pendant was also given to you by Ming, right? I’m so jealous of you.” Ming had just returned yesterday, and Jing naturally assumed that all the teeth marks on Ai’s breasts were bitten by Ming. Ai had some bitterness in her heart, pulling down her pajamas and saying, “Jing, stop it, we should go to bed.”
Jing is a happy-go-lucky person, lying in bed quickly fell asleep. Ai opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling, thinking back to what Jing said earlier, the more she thought about it, the more she felt sorry for Ming, what would have happened if she had gone back home with Ming in the first place? Damn the curator, damn the minister, why is it that these people hold the power, hold the future and future of her and Ming.
I don’t know how long it took, but Ai fell asleep as well. In her sleep, Ai came into a strange room with a big bed, and she was pressed against the bed by a stranger, who looked somewhat like a curator and somewhat like a minister. Ai called out for Akira, who didn’t show up. When the stranger stripped her naked, Ming suddenly appeared and yelled at her for being shameless. Ai defended herself, but Ming wouldn’t listen. Ai wakes up in a hurry and realizes that she is covered in sweat. Ai cried.
“Em, what’s wrong, did you have a bad dream?” Shizu woke up as well and put her arm around Ai’s shoulder when she saw Ai crying.
“Well, I dreamed of Akira ……”
Jing thought that Ai had dreamed that something had happened to Ming and quickly said to Ai, “Ai, don’t think too much, Ming will be fine. Tomorrow we’ll go out together to look for him.”
When she woke up the next morning, Ai’s eyes were still red, obviously she hadn’t slept well all night. “Em, it seems like it’s raining a little less outside, let me go get some breakfast in the neighborhood while you sleep a little longer.”
Em nodded and leaned back against the bed, how could Em sleep at this point. After Jing left she also got up and washed up. Jing brought back breakfast, the two ate breakfast together, at this time Ai’s cell phone rang. Ai took a look, but it was Ming who called, and for a moment she was so excited that she didn’t know what to do. “Answer it!” Jing shouted from the side. When Ai answered the phone, a strange voice came from the other end of the phone, Ming had an accident at the Xinfeng Interchange and asked Ai to come over, Ai’s heart was suddenly half cold.
Jing sees that Ai’s face looks bad and asks Ai what’s wrong. Ai tears like pearls fall, indicating that something has happened. Jing constantly relieved Ai, go to the Xinfeng Interchange side to see before. The two of them didn’t bother to eat breakfast and hurried to Xinfeng Interchange. It has been raining for the past few days, the road condition is not good, encountered traffic jams, Ai sitting in a cab anxious. The driver asked Jing what happened, Jing said a friend in Xinfeng Interchange things, they have to rush over. The driver heard, face with a sympathetic expression, said Xinfeng Interchange yesterday afternoon there is a bus full of passengers because they can not see the road, rolled into the pond on the side of the road, and now has not been fished up.
Jing asked Ai if Ming had gone by bus. Ai shook his head, stating that he drove the buggy in the archaeological team to go. “Ai, the accident was a bus, Ming should be nothing serious, don’t worry first, you won’t know the situation until you get there.”
In the road blocked for half an hour, the cab to the Xinfeng Interchange side but can not get in, the road was closed, the car can not pass, Jing and Ai can only get off the walk. It turns out that the road is parked all the way to the car crane, almost the entire road, and part of the road is still soaked in water. Jing saw a fifty-five-seater in the bus is being lifted out of the roadside pond water by a large crane. The bus is too big, the crane can not be fully lifted, firefighters are tying steel cable to the bus, ready to tow up with a trailer.
Jing pulled Ai, from the side of the higher ground around the past, see the ground next to the tarpaulin covered with a few bodies, obviously from the pond up. Ai see corpses shivering, Jing can only hold Ai toward the overpass under the walk.
The terrain below the overpass was low, and the entire roadway was submerged in water. Ai and Jing wearing sandals walking on the sidewalk, but not the water flooded toes. A manhole cover on the side of the road is missing, the road surface of the water are flowing into the manhole, in the well formed a whirlpool. Before she could get under the overpass, she heard a woman crying, and Ai’s body trembled more and more, and if she hadn’t had the support of Jing, she would have collapsed on the ground.
The water under the overpass was so deep that many cars were trapped in the middle, and the police were dragging one car up higher, lined up on the side of the road. Ai saw the car Ming was driving and rushed over like crazy. The car was empty.
“Ming ……” Ai shouted as a female police officer came over and took Ai and Jing to the high ground by the side of the road where several bodies were placed. Ai fainted at once when she saw Ming lying there silently.
Jing hugged Ai and kept calling out Ai’s name. Ai slowly woke up and looked at Ming who was lying motionless. The policewoman handed Ming’s cell phone to Ai, saying that Ming was already dead when the police came, and that he was clutching the phone in his hand. Ai’s empty eyes looked at the policewoman’s hands of the cell phone motionless, Jing took Ming’s cell phone, the policewoman nodded towards Jing, let Jing accompany Ai to go back first, the body to be treated with epidemic prevention, and after that, it will be sent to the funeral parlor, so that the family will go directly to the funeral parlor is good.
Ming called you to ask for help, or to say goodbye, and you were sitting on the minister’s lap at that time doing shameless things. Em, you are the most shameless person in the world!
“Sister Ai, I want to love you for the rest of my life!”
“Ming, I love you for a lifetime too! We’ll never be apart for the rest of our lives, okay?”
“Uh-huh!”
Ming, wait for me, wait for me.
Shizu helped Ai back, Ai suddenly rushed into the rain. There was a loud “tom-tom” sound, and a small splash of water came out of the manhole, which then turned into a whirlpool, and Ai’s body was suddenly nowhere to be seen.
“Ai! Ai ……” Shizu screamed as she knelt by the manhole, and the police officer who heard the screams and rushed there hugged Shizu for fear that she would fall too if she wasn’t careful. “Ai, why are you so stupid?” Shizu knelt helplessly in the water.
The sewer was like a time tunnel, sending Ai to a bright world. There, golden-colored rapeseed flowers filled the mountains, and a pair of teenage boys and girls sat in the middle of a field of flowers, their naked bodies as full of life as the yellow flowers everywhere.
“Sister Ai, I want to love you for the rest of my life!”
“Ming, I love you for life too!”
Two days later, people in the outer city of the river found the body of Ai, Ai’s right hand tightly grasping a silver chain, people want to see what is hanging on the silver chain, but how to break Ai’s fingers can not be opened, had to let the chain and Ai together cremated.
Shizu was sitting alone in front of the television, which was showing news of David’s exhibit, with the bouncing squiggles covering David’s bare ass, and Shizu paid no attention to that at all. She looked at the note that scrolled across the lower part of the TV screen, Kyoto had been hit by a hundred-year storm that had killed thirty-seven people. Shizu muttered, “Thirty-seven, thirty-seven again.”
[Book Ends]