Ajiao, a Cantonese woman

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2000-3-11 saturday cloudy, light rain

Moving today.

A suitcase, a computer, a desk, a chair, a bed… that was all I had.

I was in a very happy mood, but the weather was terrible: a steady rain was falling… the wipers of the minivan were squeaking and squeaking, and the windshield was visible… the shape was like an open fan.

In the olden days, the most elegant and talented men used to carry folding fans with them. On the surface of the fan, they would write flowers and birds, splash landscapes, or paint ladies… What appears on my fan is a long rainy alley and a wall of water-worn bricks.

This is Liwan, Guangzhou, but the old Guangzhou people still stubbornly call it “Xiguan”.

Xiguan has been prosperous since ancient times, as a place where rich and powerful people live.

Huang Zuo, a scholar of the Ming Dynasty, said, “East village, west fashionable, south rich, north poor.” This means: “Guangzhou… the people in the east are simple, the people in the west are fashionable, the south is rich, and the north is poor”.

In the Qing Dynasty, the Yamen entrance was located in the East Mountain, so the East side of the family suddenly cattle. But Xiguan habits have not changed, luxury remains.

As a result, there is the saying “Young Master of Dongshan, Miss Xiguan”.

The sea has changed, the stars have moved, and the stars have turned. Guangzhou is now covered with skyscrapers, and the pandemonium of modern civilization is a constant threat…

Only Xiguan, still quietly maintain a wisp of the former wind color.

The barred doors, the sourwood windows, the southern-style buildings… all of them smelled ancient in the gray rain…

This is also the reason why I, a postgraduate studying Chinese, insisted on moving to Xiguan to settle down.

Before I moved, I saw the house. It was a standard three-room, two-porch Xiguan house. I lived at the far end, passing through the hall, the patio, the hall of the gods, and the inner sanctum.

I can imagine that long, long ago, the owner of this house must have been a well-dressed man with many wives and concubines… just like the two lines of the song: “The sword cuts through the water, and the glory and riches are gone forever!”

I love the neighborhood, but, I don’t like the new landlord very much.

As I was moving my computer into the house, I suddenly saw him, standing behind the window in an eerie manner. Two yellow eyes, embedded in deep sockets, stared straight at me… and made me feel uncomfortable…

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I opened my eyes and a white mist of water filled the house. Then the door creaked and someone came in.

I wanted to ask who it was, but my throat was blocked like a cotton ball, so I couldn’t make a sound; I wanted to turn over and get out of bed, but my limbs were weak, like they had been pulled out of their muscles and bones, so I could only break out into a cold sweat!

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The sound of a door hitch falling was heard again.

At this point, the water mist in front of me gradually dispersed, such as overlapping paintings faded to a young woman.

My first impression of her was that she was fresh and beautiful.

Twenty or so years old, a melon face without powder, pulled a fluffy hair bun, wearing a metaphysical color silk Luo, the slit of the garment is very high, revealing the snow-white muslin pants, the inner beauty of the vagueness of a pair of ankle bones beautiful, joints concave and convex slender feet, stepping on a pair of small and exquisite wooden clogs.

I was dumbstruck…

I also noticed that the room had, at some point, a lot more antique furnishings.

A dresser with carved flowers and phoenixes, a Western wall clock with gold and jade inlay, a beautifully framed banner with beautiful handwriting hanging on the wall, a small wooden basin filled with hot water on a high-backed chair made of sour wood… Where is my computer? Where is it?

Who is this good-looking woman…?

Inexplicable… simply… unbelievable!

Then the woman turned her back to me and gently and gently undressed.

I know that the son said, “Do not look at…” but my voice was mute and I could not say anything to stop it; my body was paralyzed and I could not run out of the door; and I was left with only one pair of eyes, which I did not  intend to close.

I saw the woman slowly getting naked… in the mist that was filling the air.

Apparently, she was of standard Malay race, with the following characteristics: slim shoulders, slender waist, rounded hips, long straight legs, and honey-colored skin as smooth as satin.

She dipped her silk scarf in the water and wiped herself. Her movements were gentle and full of self-pity, and as she gently relaxed her arms, the curves of her silhouette shifted softly, and the two thin shoulder blades wriggled slightly, creating a mesmerizing rhythm.

Then she turned around and walked towards me…

My heart fluffed up and beat wildly, and I didn’t dare to breathe or blink my eyelids.

But, strangely enough, she seemed to ignore me. She sat calmly on her side by my side, then lifted her shoulders and untied her hair.

I suspected that what was in front of me was a dream. So I bit my lips… hard… and as a result, I felt no pain, which proved that I was indeed dreaming.

But why is this dream so real?

I could smell the faint scent that emanated from her body, even her sparse armpit hair, which was teal in color, was visible, as well as her breasts, which were in full bloom and were two standard cones.

I think it’s the “milk of bamboo shoots” often mentioned in pornographic novels!

Suddenly, the wall clock boringly boomed.

I wasn’t prepared for this, so I was startled by the sudden noise. My head was buzzing.

There was a flash of darkness, followed by a flash of light…

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It’s gone, all… it’s gone.

The sky was white outside the window.

My Pentium is peaceful and quiet, staying on the broken table. I forgot to turn off the power last night, and at the moment, the Titanic screen saver keeps changing in the color display.

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2000-3-12 sunday cloudy, light rain

I had a ridiculous… beautiful dream.

The dream was extraordinarily realistic!

Unfortunately, my eyes are not a camera, can not leave Iren’s silhouette, can only rely on the quilt, again and again to reminisce, speculation.

Sunday, no need to start work. The original plan was to go to the computer city to sneak around, but it was still raining outside, so I had to stop.

The sky outside the window was cloudy, and the thin threads of rain weaved diagonally into a curtain of rain over the black roof, rather like the Song of Songs.

I think that once upon a time, at this time, the air would have been filled with the scent of food, and the occasional sound of children chasing and playing, like a flock of birds snapping their wings, flying past my ears and then swiftly going away… and yes, there would have been the women in clogs, walking around with their bare ankles, sharp and fresh… and if any of them had glanced back, they would have been the ones who had been dreaming last night…

The idea of visiting the landlord suddenly came to me. Although I didn’t like him much, an old man of his age must have a lot of little known stories in his belly.

For example, the story of this Xiguan house…

So I got out of bed in my clothes, hurriedly washed up, and pushed out the door.

I came to the landlord’s door and slapped it with my palm…

But no one responded.

The door of the room was hidden, I gently pushed, the door plate issued a “creaking dumb” sound, and then, a damp rotting moldy smell came to my face, I subconsciously cover my nose.

I stepped over the high threshold and shouted, “Uncle… are you there?”

The eerie darkness of the house echoes, vaguely see a brick wall facing, hung with huge frames. The frames were filled with photographs of different sizes and jumbles.

If I didn’t live here, I would suspect that I’ve come to the… funeral home.

There was a skylight on the roof, and the cool light streamed in at an angle, reflecting on the mirror-framed glass and creating a flood of light. My eyes searched the area with this light…

Can’t see the landlord.

In fact, there was not an ounce of life in the house at all.

I was about to turn around and leave, but the photos on the wall piqued my curiosity. I walked towards the corner, from right to left, and looked…

They were all old photos covered with mold and mildew, and most of them showed people wearing bowler hats, waistcoats and civilized sticks. There were also some women with concave eyes and thick lips… They were seated and staring, as if they were wax statues.

Suddenly, I spotted a familiar face!

In an instant, my blood curdled and stopped flowing, and a paralyzing chill spread throughout my body.

Am I crazy? Am I blind? Dreaming again?

No… No… I saw her clearly… It was her! That pretty melon face, those sad eyes, that loose bun…

What’s worse… At this moment, someone wordlessly tapped me on the shoulder.

“Who…!” I screamed! I turned around like an electric shock!

Only to see the landlord standing behind me like a zombie.

I was in a cold sweat: “Uncle… it’s you… you scared me to death!”

He didn’t seem to understand my Mandarin and asked me in Cantonese, “What are you doing here?” （”What are you doing here?)

I was in such a state of shock that I couldn’t even speak properly: “I’ve come to see your old man with so-and-so.” (Nothing, I just came to see your old man…)

The landlord glanced at me suspiciously and said faintly, “Have a heart, sit down.”

I let out a long breath…

I sat down on a chair and pretended to ask, “Uncle, these photos…” I pointed to the frame behind me, “are they of your family?” (Are they your family members?) The landlord took out a packet of “Red Double Happiness” from his pocket and held one in the corner of his mouth. He did not answer my question.

Obviously, my visit was unwelcome.

Undeterred, I stood up again and looked up. I said to myself, “Wow! Uncle… everyone in your house is so handsome…” (Your family is so handsome…)

He walked around the table and came to the landlord: “Uncle, can you tell me… who you are?” (Uncle, can you tell me who he is?) （”Uncle, can you tell me who he is?) I pointed my finger at a single photograph of a Manchu old man with his pigtails uncut.

The landlord looked around and finally spoke up, saying, “It’s my grandfather… this is the house…”

(He’s my great-grandfather. He built this house…)

I was delighted. It seemed that my trick of “throwing stones” had worked.

So I pointed to my target: “Who is… again?” (Who is she?) Out of the corner of his eye, the landlord shuddered as if his fingers had been burned by a cigarette, and then he shouted angrily, “Why do you ask so many questions, young man? Why do you ask so many questions? You’re just waiting for your food to come out?” (Why do you ask so many questions? Can’t you shit with a full stomach?)

I am also not polite, simply patted the old guy’s shoulder: “Just ask! If you don’t  mean to say it, then just say it, why are you losing your temper?”

The landlord stared at me: “What are you talking about?”

I yelled at him, “What’s that? Cantonese!”

I laughed out loud at his bewilderment… and in the midst of my laughter, I left the landlord and his funeral parlor without looking back.

It’s still raining, but the sky is letting up, but when will the questions in my mind be cleared up? Will I still dream of her?

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I became a kite hanging on the wall.

Although I know in my heart∶this is dreaming, but I am still very surprised, when I practiced such a beautiful light body kung fu?

The room is filled with a seemingly musk non-musky aroma, inhaled into the lungs, so that I was in a trance, drifting to heaven.

The aroma came from an exquisitely crafted enameled smoking gun, which was held in the hands of an old man of about sixty years of age.

The old man’s face was clear, his hair white, and he wore a black coat, black pants and white socks. He was lying on his side on the bed, with a pipe in his mouth, taking a deep breath, his chest rising and falling, moving… and then two streams of white smoke, like two small snakes, came out of his nostrils.

At this time, only to see a pair of nail tip soft round and beaded hands, carrying a covered bowl of tea, to the old man’s mouth.

The old man took a sip from the rim of the bowl, and then he took hold of the hand holding the tea and said, “Ajiao, your skin is getting smoother and cleaner…”

It turns out that the beautiful woman who bathed in my dream last night is called… Ajoke.

If I’m not mistaken, Ajiao is the concubine of this bad old man, and this bad old man, I seem to have seen him somewhere.

Oh, yeah! Come to think of it, it was in those… old photos!

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Heh heh… Damn… I’ve been living a hell of a life!

“Master, I heard that the Great Railway Bridge is now open to traffic… I want to go and enjoy the fun…” Ajiao’s voice was as sweet and moist as a bowl of frozen sugar cane water.

In contrast, the old man’s voice seems raspy and muddy: “What’s so good to see, the bridge is open, your old man will have no business.”

I thought to myself: If the “Big Iron Bridge” they are talking about is the Haizhu Bridge in Guangzhou, then I am in 1933 at this moment!

But then I heard Ajiao speak up: “Your Lordship is right, so I want to take some money for Auntie…”

The old man raised his long eyebrows, “What money? The dowry I gave your family, your old man will never be able to eat it all!”

Ajiao hurriedly responded in a low voice: “Actually… it doesn’t matter whether I give her the money or not… I’m going back to see her…”

The old man impatiently interrupted her: “Alright, alright! Go on, go on! Lest the egg housewife say that I, Chen Bing, am unsympathetic.”

Hearing this, I suddenly thought: Chen Bing, this name is so familiar! I must have heard of it somewhere, or maybe I’ve seen it in a book.

I have decided to go to the library tomorrow and check out the information around 1933.

“Khun Luang… you…” came a cry from the ear.

When I looked up, I saw the old man’s fingers running up Ajiao’s shoulders and elbows… to undo the buttons of her shirt….

The old man… let’s just call him Chen Bing, and with a heated, lewd smile, he said, “Master, I am very interested today!

Come on, take off your clothes…”

At the head of the bed stood a gilded candlestick with a long, red candle burning in it. Ajiao’s shadow swayed against the green brick wall with the flickering candlelight. She silently removed her clothes and pants, and silently lay down… while Chen Bing sat up, his greedy eyes wandering over Ajiao’s naked body.

“Tsk! What a great body! I can’t get enough of it…” Bing Chen marveled as he laid his hands on it.

He rubbed his sinewy, bony palms over Ajiao’s beautiful breasts: “Mmm… firm and bouncy…”

Suddenly, he pinched Ajiao’s nipple with the thumb and forefinger of his right hand and pulled it upwards… “Ah!” Ajiao let out a scream in her throat as she felt the pain.

“No screaming!” Bing Chen grabbed the nipple and did not let go, while at the same time, his left hand slid down to Ajiao’s lower body… Ajiao tightly folded her legs together.

“What’s the matter? You don’t want me to touch you?” Chen Bing huffed and puffed, “Yes, you little slut…”

Pointed fingernails tickled Ajou’s dark pubic hairs, then took hold of a curved one and gave it a firm pull!

The pain was so intense that Ajiao’s body arched, but she didn’t dare to scream, biting her lip in death, tears coming out of her eyes.

“Is it comfortable?” Chen Bing laughed so strangely that his beard twitched: “Spread your legs… quickly!”

Ajiao closed her eyes in agony, then helplessly… loosened her two long legs.

Her pussy was very white, a different honey color than her skin, and the two willow leaf-like pussy lips were thin and tender, pursed so tightly that there was surprisingly no gap in sight.

After staring at Ajiao’s pussy for a long time, Chen Bing finally let out a long breath and said, “It’s a pity… it’s lamentable! Why didn’t I meet a woman like you in my later life?”

Sighing, trembling, lying on his side, his head resting on Ajiao’s thigh, opening his mouth, exposing his black and yellow loose teeth, spitting out his tongue, licking like a dog. The room resounded with a series of “bark bark” sound.

The sound, it makes me sick.

I stood high, glimpsed the real, only to see Chen Bing squinted eyes, full of intoxication licked and sucked, saliva down his beard down, in the silk quilt surface gathered a bright crystal puddle.

After about ten minutes of this, Bing suddenly raised his upper body and gasped, “Ajiao… go… bring your baby…”

Ajiao felt like she had been bitten by a snake! She opened her eyes sharply: “Khun Luang… don’t…”

“You… how dare you disobey?”

Ajiao frowned, opened the nightstand and took out something I had never seen before. It was made of something that looked like a bird with a long tail, or to be more precise, a magpie.

Ajiao’s wrist shook as she handed the magpie to Bing Chen.

Chen Bing, however, smiled broadly and held it in his hand, weighing it: “I bought this treasure from an Easterner! I bought a dozen of them, one for each wife…”

He took the magpie by the neck, turned the tail upwards, and shook it gently: “But this is the biggest! Do you know why? Because I like you the best!”

That’s when I finally realized what was going on. It was… just an interestingly shaped female masturbator. The long, curved magpie tail resembled a man’s penis, and the neck was the handle of the hand.

“Come here… help me take off my pants…” said Chen Bing, lying on all fours on the bed with a celadon cool pillow under his head.

Without a word, Ajiao helped him out of his pants, and moon white pants.

Just see Chen Bing’s legs dried up long and thin, like two drying clothes bamboo poles, as for hanging in the middle of the words, not much bigger than an earthworm.

“Quickly… get on…” Bing waved the magpie in his hand, urging excitedly, “Get on… lift your pomelo… higher…”

This move is actually what we often call “69” style, the woman kneeling across the knees, buttocks facing the man, the body is not see the angle of the “Z” word.

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At this moment, I am watching from the wall, my body can not move, my mouth can not speak, I can only pray for poor Ajiao in my heart.

However, as a normal man, I couldn’t control my heartbeat, especially with those round, plump, full buttocks… the contours of which were already perfect!

I was reminded of a recent article about Playboy rating sexy actresses based on their buttocks, and Jennifer Lopez was crowned the winner. Jennifer Lopez was the winner.

I thought, if there’s a time tunnel, so that Ajiao can appear in the present, I’m afraid, there’s no “Wuba”.

What’s up!

However, what was so saddening was that such a beautiful body was being privately owned by an old man who was still in his twilight years, and what was even more enraging and jealous was that the old man was stabbing into a woman’s body with what he had in his hand… “Master… gently…” Ajiao couldn’t bear the sudden and tremendous impact, and her lips trembled a few times as if she had been hit by a strong, cold wind. Her lips trembled a few times, as if she was being poured with a strong cold wind.

“Cut the crap… suck my dick…”

Chen Bing was so excited that his face was red, and his two thin old eyes narrowed into a slit. Right hand holding the handle, left hand caressing the smooth buttocks. Suddenly raised his palm to clap, “snap” sound, especially crisp!

“Hurry up…”

Ajiao frowned with two beautiful eyebrows and buried her head in a helpless manner, opening her lips, showing her teeth… and taking in the words of Chen Bing.

“Oh… Oh… Yes…” Chen Bing’s old bones shivered as his right hand drew back and forth, slamming into the woman’s depths one by one…

That thing was thick, long and hard! With the physique of an oriental woman, it couldn’t take it at all, so I saw two lines of tears that overflowed Ajiao’s eye frames.

“How was it? Is it… comfortable?” Chen Bing, however, was getting more and more excited, and his gasps were getting louder and louder.

“Wow… here… here is another hole…” It turned out that his fingertips were touching… touching Ajumma’s anus.

“This hole… is also mine… is mine!” He roared in a somewhat hysterical… muffled voice. Then, he grabbed the smoking gun that was lying on the side, and aimed the yellow brass mouthpiece at the delicate bud of the chrysanthemum: “Little slut… little slut… I… I’ll kill you!”

Before the words were out of my mouth, the smoking gun was already… plunging straight into it!

Even my heart clenched, not to mention Ajiao.

Her mouth was wide open and the muscles in her cheeks twitched in obvious agony!

At that moment, Chen Bing let out a strange cry, then rolled his eyes, and saw his penis, like a spring, suddenly stand up ridiculously, followed by a stream of murky white slurry, which splattered right on Ajiao’s face…

I felt nauseous! My intestines were writhing and it was so hard I wanted to throw up.

“Ow…” I made a desperate leap forward, and my body suddenly lost weight and fell from a great height, landing heavily… on the bed.

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I’m awake.

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2000-3-13 Monday Clear

The rain finally stopped.

Good weather is supposed to be pleasant, but I’m droopy and lethargic.

In the past two days, I have been haunted by strange nightmares, physically and mentally exhausted, I have always thought that: I am a thorough materialist, I never believe in the so-called ghosts and gods, but science seems to be unable to explain my current situation.

Perhaps… history will answer my doubts!

In the afternoon, I made an excuse to slip out early.

I hit the library straight away.

In the computer room, I accessed information about the modern history of Guangzhou through the local area network.

I chose “Search Person”, typed in “Chan Bing”… Enter… and waited for the result… Thirty seconds later, a pile of text appeared on the monitor.

‘ Chen Bing 1879-1935

Mr. Fusheng was a native of Haifeng, Guangdong Province. When he was young, he went overseas to do business.

In 1913, he met Chen Jiongming, who fled to Singapore due to the failure of the Second Revolution.

In 1917, he returned to China and financed the aid to the Fujian and Guangdong armies, which was appreciated by Chen Jiongming.

In October 1920, Chen Jiongming occupied Guangzhou and became the Commander-in-Chief of the Guangdong Army and Governor of Guangdong Province… With the help of Chen Bing, he opened the “Nanyang Trading Company” in Guangzhou, which made him very rich in southern China.

In June 1922, Chen Jiongming staged a mutiny; in 1923, Chen’s troops were expelled from Guangzhou… During this period, Chen Bing built the “Garden of Restoration”. According to historical records, the scale of the garden was magnificent: “The water was diverted to form a lake, stones were stacked on top of each other to form a mountain, bridges were built over the streams, and the paths were paved with rounded stones… Fish, birds and exotic flowers were in a thousand different forms, making it a perfect place to explore and enjoy the beautiful scenery…”

In March 1933, the “Resurrection Garden” caught fire and was reduced to ashes.

In May 1934, the Nanyang Trading Company closed down.

In September 1935, Chen Bing died of illness in Guangzhou.’

It seems that this Bing Chen is the Bing Chen I’m looking for. He built the most luxurious garden in Guangdong, the Garden of Restoration. That’s why I’ve seen the name “Chen Bing” in other historical documents.

When I came out of the library and looked at my watch, it was already six in the afternoon.

Looking out into the twilight sky, I suddenly felt a sense of dread for the eerie Xiguan house.

In those foreign horror movies, ghosts always appeared in old castles… There are no castles in Guangzhou, there are only… Xiguan houses in Guangzhou.

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I finally left the Xiguan house, which reeked of decay, and I went to the shore of the Pearl River.

At dusk, the setting sun was like blood, while the clear, crisp sky was blue. The air was filled with a warm desire and a breeze that swept over the torrential waters of the… tumultuous unrest.

Ajiao stood under the big banyan tree. She was like Miss Yin Danshilin on the old month’s card, wearing a well-tailored reddish-red cheongsam, her diminutive figure outlining the best curves. Her dark colored eyes were unblinking, looking out over the river, with flames of excitement, exhilaration, and anticipation flickering inside.

I followed her line of sight and saw an outrigger boatboy slowly mooring. A tall, burly young man stood at the bow like a tower, holding a long pole.

At that moment, Ajiao picked up the hemp stone steps that led down into the river, and the high heels of her shoes didn’t affect the lightness of her body…

I immediately pulled up as a shadow.

I must say that I am not a voyeur. Imagine: it is incredibly tempting… to have the events of 1933 come back to me in my dreams, or to be a bystander in another time and place, and to be able to savor all the details!

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Temptation wordlessly tugged me to leap onto the bow.

Ajiao disappeared behind the blue curtain, and I stopped in silence. I stood on the deck of the boat like a fish eagle, looking around at the reeds, and suddenly a few white waterfowls were startled and flew away like arrows… If my sense of direction is accurate, this is “Yabunsha”, which is located in the south channel of the Pearl River, between the Hedong and Luoxi Bridges in Guangzhou.

I knew that this was the gathering place of the Egg family, the indigenous people of the Pearl River, and that more than a hundred descendants of the Egg family were still living here. They have been practicing their ancestral trades: fishing, shrimping… From the conversation between Chen Bing and Ajiao, I deduced that Ajiao’s mother was an Egg Woman, and therefore Ajiao came from a poor fisherman’s family.

I once read an article that said the egg family women long years  boat, so “abundant breasts and buttocks”, so, Ajiao’s physical fitness is not surprising.

As for this tall young man, he must be Ajiao’s love interest.

They were supposed to be happy together… for the rest of their lives, but in those years, happiness was just an illusion.

A moan of pleasure came out from behind the blue curtain, and then the boat began to sway from side to side…

At this moment, who is  willing to disturb this pair of “bitter lovebirds”? I simply sat down, guarding the cabin, but also for their “wind” it!

Even though I am just a… ghost floating in a dream.

Ajiao’s small voice, like a leaf in the wind, drifted to my ears: “Chan, I… I miss you so much…”

The young man named Chan responded passionately, “Ajiao, I miss you too… so much…”

“Chan… Harder! Make me…”

“Oh… Ajumma… is this… strong enough?”

My cheeks were burning slightly… but I didn’t want to leave them. I thought: all the sex between two lovers is beautiful and holy, it’s very different from the dirty and obscene things I dreamed of last night!

Just as at this moment, I am on a boat drifting with the waves, listening to words full of affection, my heart… is sharing their happiness.

“Ah… Brother Chan… I’m so happy…” At that moment, Ajiao screamed in oblivion. This was followed by a series of raining, crisp body slams.

Ajiao gasped: “Ah… Chan… don’t… stop it…”

“Why…?”

“Don’t ejaculate inside… you’ll… get pregnant…”

The crash crunched to a halt.

It was only after a long time that Ajiao could be heard asking quietly, “Brother Chan, are you angry with me?”

“No…” the young man replied in a buzzing voice, saying, “I’m angry with myself… it’s because I’m not capable of making you go… suffer…”

Ajiao sighed slightly: “I don’t blame you… it’s just that I’m suffering…”

“Ajiao… Why don’t you… come with me?” The young man suddenly exclaimed, “We’ve got our hands and feet, where can we find three meals a day?”

“But… what about the family?”

A gust of river wind blew, the reeds rose and fell with a clamor, and the reeds, like snowflakes, flew in the air. The twilight… is getting thicker. There was a flash of firelight in the window cabin, followed by a yellowish light.

Ajiao’s voice sounded faintly mournful: “My mom… and your dad… are old… who will take care of them once we are gone?”

The boy was silent.

Ajiao went on to say, “Chan… just bear with me… sooner or later… one day… I’ll go away with you… far away!”

“Ajiao… I was afraid that you… would suffer…”

“Chan… with you… I’m not afraid!”

When I heard this, my nose turned sour, and I suddenly hated the Xiguan Mansion with a passion. Once upon a time, I even called out on the Internet: “You can’t destroy old buildings for the sake of urban renovation…” Now I finally realized that the Xiguan Great House was nothing but a prison for human nature and freedom!

What value does it have for a democratic society to continue to remain?

“Chan… do… you… still want it?” Ajiao’s murmur interrupted my thoughts.

“I want to… but…”

“Brother Chan… you  don’t  mean… you want me here?”

“Ajiao… you…”

“Chan… my whole being… is yours… you want it… you want it…”

The wind, unbeknownst to me, lifted a corner of the curtain, and I glanced slightly sideways, just in time to catch a glimpse of the spring colors in the cabin.

Ajiao was prostrate on the gabion mat, pouting her plump buttocks that I was in awe of, while “Chan” was kneeling behind Ajiao, his crotch standing tall.

Ajiao reached for her private parts and dipped them in some sticky nectar, then, spread it evenly on her anus…

Her movements were both light and feminine, her face flushed like a delicate begonia.

Chan asked worriedly, “Ajiao… you… won’t be in pain, will you?”

Ajiao looked back and smiled sweetly: “Don’t worry… I’m used to it… Come on, come and take me!” With that, she took the initiative and pressed her lover’s penis into the deep cleft of her ass.

“Chan… stick it in…”

The egg-shaped head of the glans rubbed the bud of the asshole, and then with a snort, it was engulfed by Ajiao… “Ajiao… it’s so tight…”

“Chan… don’t move… let me…”

The boat rippled with the waves, and Ajiao lashed back and forth in an extremely rhythmic manner as the boat rose and fell leisurely.

The light from the kerosene lamps was soft, and the sky had at some point turned a deep inky blue, with the crescent moon hanging from the treetops, smiling playfully…

I sat in the wind that was not too cold on my face and watched quietly. Surprisingly, I had no heartbeat, surprisingly, I had no lust, and I felt that the Harmony in front of me was very beautiful, like a… serenade flowing on the strings of a lyre.

Just then, a shooting star broke through the night sky and plummeted toward the heart of the river in the distance, and then there was a rush of barking dogs and the sound of straggling footsteps on the shore.

I have a feeling that… it’s not good!

I stood up suddenly!

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But I realized that… I was sitting on the bed, and above my head, a bright electric light bulb was blowing without wind.

The saints are highly virtuous and do not care to talk about strange, powerful, chaotic, gods.

The wayfarer lacks virtue and only makes up things: lust, desire, evil, and devil.

※Son’s Breathless Series─Lascivious and Evil Ninth Grade Officials from Night Rain Autumn Lanterns Records─False Five-Tongue Gods

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There was a merchant, surnamed Wan, whose maiden name was Jia’er, so he was named Jia, with the character Zhu Zhu. Wan Jia had been doing business between Qi and Chu for a long time and earned a lot of money, so he made a donation to buy a ninth-grade official rank, which was registered in the registry and waited for the official to be authorized.

Although Wan Jia was dressed in official clothes, waistband jade, face frame ink crystal mirror, but he ran the business, the businessman still refused to give up the work, so rich and noble, strictly become a luxury gentry.

Wan Jia from a young age, both parents died, alone, but he was born smart, handsome, especially good at fly-head lowercase, originally in the Yamen as a pen catching small official position. Wan Jia in office, married a wife surnamed Yong, quite  rhyme, especially like thick makeup, dress up their own.

Wanjia later not knife and pen minor official, to do business, in order to business entertainment, often drunken night out, making his wife Yong, often living alone in a lonely room.

One night, yong’s is peach lamp condensation di, to the mirror wipe cheeks, suddenly glimpsed in the mirror seems to have a man’s silhouette, she thought it was her husband home, want to hide with their own laughter. Unexpectedly, when she was happy to look back, but saw a graceful young man, looking handsome, is her life has never seen the beauty of the man.

Yong’s original very shocked at the sight of this person, want to open the mouth to question, but as if for his appearance shocked, do not feel the spirit of trance, silent soul, stayed half a day still can not say half a word. When the young man close to her body to sit down, Yong’s only as if waking up from a dream, back to God is ashamed of their own demeanor, and not what to do.

The young man, not shying away from the suspicion of being a man or a woman, boldly and gently put his hand on Yong’s shoulder and whispered in her ear, “I am the fourth son of the God of Five Thongs… I pity you for your loneliness and the coldness of your lonely room, so I have come here to be your companion… I wonder if you, Ching-ling, are as infatuated with me as I am…” He said, and at the same time he stroked her shoulder. …” At the same time, he said, his hands caressed her fragrant shoulders.

‘How dare you… this is too much… I’m a married woman… a woman of good character…’ Yong felt Sirao’s breath blowing on the base of her ear; and through the contact on her shoulder came a warm, electric marring, which caused the words of rebuke to twist around the base of her tongue and turn them into more and more rapid breaths and heartbeats.

Sirao’s lips left the temples of her ears and lightly touched Yong’s red cheeks, gradually moving closer to her cherry lips. ‘Don’t… no…’ Yong’s heart cried out, and her hands gestured to push Si Lang away, but the scent of Si Lang’s skin that wafted into her nose made her feel as if her whole body was tied up and unable to move, or as if her whole body had lost all its strength and was weak, and she tried to hide and dodge, but she could not move her fingers even a little bit.

When Shilang was face to face with Yong’s, and stuck his tongue into her mouth to stir and suck, it immediately provoked her to be so aroused that she not only let him play with her, but also couldn’t help but put her hands around him, rubbing her hands against his back for a while.

Once her long-lost lust was aroused, Yong behaved as if she were a slut or a prostitute, not only rolling her tongue around to engage him, but also twisting her upper body sharply so that the flesh of her breasts rubbed against his chest. “Ummm… zi… mmmm…” The words that were meant to be reprimands turned into intermittent moans and gasps.

Yong’s intoxicated in the tender lust, suddenly felt a coolness, back to God only to realize that the two bodies are already naked, naked, clothes even when, or how to be removed also do not know. Yong’s still too late to do not think about it, the four Lang has buried the entire face in her breasts, greedy like breathing bursts of milk fragrance, but also from time to time to two cheeks rubbing the breast wall.

“Ah… no… don’t… it tickles… mmm… ah… comfort… mmm…” Yong babbled as if she were dreaming, and even more so, she held the back of Shilang’s head tightly against her chest, letting the short stubble of Shilang’s face brush and rub against her delicate skin. An unprecedented comfort made her feel as if she was on a soft cloud.

All of Shilang’s caresses were gentle, but effective in scratching the itchy spots; the dexterous fingers moved unhurriedly, but rapidly aroused Yong’s deep-seated desires. Yong’s feel as if being deeply embraced; and as if the whole body is lightly lifted up, just intoxicated in the tenderness of her, in addition to enjoying the pleasure, but also have no time to think carefully to determine.

Yong’s from the winks of the afterglow, saw a strange sight, he saw a long living thing in the two of them around the body, flexible like a scaly snake, and exposed veins and show that it is hard, big and strong. Yong’s see clearly, that thing is actually the four Lang’s prick, one or two zhang long rod, with scarlet fierce head, swimming like a dragon around the two tightly embraced body wriggling.

“Ah… Shilang… you… you… I… I…” Yong was dumbstruck, unable to utter a complete sentence, as if her arousal had been quenched by the current scene.

“Have you forgotten? I’m the God of the Five Channels!” Shiro said as his glans gently rubbed between Yong’s ass cheeks. Shiro continued, “My divine creature is not comparable to a mortal’s. Once you have tasted it, you will realize how delicious it is, and you will even love it…”

“Then… be… gentle…” Yong seemed at a loss as to how to respond, and could only speak casually, as the head of the cock was already rubbing against her in such a way that it almost caused her to suffer from the pearl’s itch. She was looking forward to its quick penetration into her eagerly moisturized pussy, but at the same time she was worried that this strange rod would hurt her.

‘Zi!’ As Sirao’s hardened glans pushed into her wet, overflowing pussy, Yong was overwhelmed by the pleasure that filled her body and she cried out in joy. “Ohh. Sirao… A. Y… Oh… Oh… It was as if the rods were not only inserted into her holes, but also filled her body and penetrated her marrow.

“Mmm… I never… knew… I never knew… I never knew… I never knew… I never knew… I never knew… I never knew… I never knew… I never knew… I never knew… I never knew… I never knew… I never knew… I never knew… I never knew… I never knew… I never knew… I never knew… I never knew… I never knew… I never knew… I never knew…. I never knew…. I never knew….. I never knew…. I never knew…. I never knew…. that I would feel this way. Yong’s body was twisting and turning as if she was being thrown, and her moans turned into cries of desperation.

Shiro didn’t need to press down on Yong, nor did he need to sink his hips, his rod was just thrusting into his hole on its own.

Shiro was only too busy licking and kissing Yong’s entire body with his lips and tongue, even nibbling on her clitoris while his rod was still pumping in her hole. This kind of teasing from both inside and outside made Yong squirm and moan in addition to squirming and moaning.

A wave of orgasms that came and went in a short period of time left Yong half-asleep and half-awake as she continued to endure the deep, heavy and regular strokes of that hard, swollen rod, and then slowly built up the energy for the next eruption… After the encounter, Yong felt refreshed, and she squinted at her pillow, where Sihlang was still in bed with her, which made her both shy and impatient, but at the same time loving and fond, and for a moment she felt that there was no other man like Sihlang. One compared to the Fourth Lang tender handsome, gentle, and his magic rod, and for their own betrayal of her husband’s misbehavior, in addition to a little bit of guilt, but to the consequences of the wish no regrets.

Since then, whenever Wanjia night does not come home, the four Lang will appear, he came to drink, a drink will be drunk, a drunk will sleep, a sleep will be with Yong’s bed to have fun before stopping. Yong’s also happy to enjoy the pleasure of having sex with the fourth son, and even prayed every day that her husband would not come home.

One day, Wanjia accidentally home from the outside, the door into the room, but saw Yong’s sitting in front of the dresser, but there is a man standing behind, the man also put his hand on Yong’s shoulders, as if honey. Wanjia suddenly furious, back to draw the wall of the hanging knife, without saying towards the four Lang cut, only to see the four Lang instantly transformed into a white light, a flash from the window slipped out.

Wanjia is both angry, shocked and puzzled and asks his wife what’s going on, Yong lies and says she didn’t see anything.

However, from then on, husband and wife shared the same bed and never had pillow sex again.

The next day, Shiro came again, and Yong said with tears in her eyes, “I was hoping that we could make up permanently, but now we have to give up!”

Shiro asked with a reddened face what the reason was, and Yong said, “If you are a god, why do you fear mortals?”

Shiro replied, “I am not afraid of mortals, but the reason why human beings are different from animals is that they have a conscience. To steal and rape another man’s wife and to dishonor her husband is something that no mortal can do, let alone a god…”

Before Si Lang finished speaking, Wan Jia suddenly rushed in through the door with a quick sword in his hand, shouting angrily, “What kind of demon dares to seduce a virtuous woman… look at the sword…”

Shiro was about to sneak away, but when he turned around, he saw a group of strong men surrounded outside the door, all of them holding bows and arrows are waiting for it, probably Wanjia prearranged an ambush.

Shiro had no choice but to say, “You people can’t do anything to me, and if I try to force my way into the battle, I’m afraid I’ll only cause more casualties, so if you let me go, I promise I’ll never come back…”

Shiro’s words seemed to be ineffective, Wan Jia was furious and raised his sword to slash at Shiro’s face, and the only sound heard was the sound of leather being beaten, but Shiro was smiling unharmed, and the blade in Wan Jia’s hand was already curled. Wan Jia didn’t believe in the evil, and again swung the sword horizontally to slash at Shiro’s neck, with the intention of killing him. ”Tu! Dang!’ As if cutting a piece of hardwood, Shiro remained motionless, but the long knife broke into two.

At this time, the people outside the door roared and were about to rush in. Only to hear the four Lang laughed wildly, waved his sleeve will be thrown out of the sky full of silver light, falling but crystal bright as rain, the crowd a moment of confusion, fixed eyes to see, the four Lang scattered is actually broken silver and copper coins, and the four Lang took advantage of the crowd froze for a moment, and then disappeared.

Wan Jia threw down the broken knife, picked up the money on the ground, counted a total of more than 500 taels of silver, he took a small part of the reward for the help of the young man, the rest of all into their pockets.

From this day onwards, Yong’s sudden illness, bedridden, all day drowsiness. A month later at night, Yong’s suddenly and quietly get up, combing and dressing, makeup, saying to himself: “the fourth son to marry me!”

Wan Jia said angrily, “If he is a Shinto, why did he forcefully marry a married woman?”

Yong even laughed: “Hee! You think wrong! That day you picked up so much silver from the ground, what do you think it is for? That is the price of selling your wife and daughter ah!” Said, to the bed a lie, will laugh and die.

At this time, all around the near neighbors heard in the sky there are welcoming team drumming and clamor, the sound of people and horses miscellanea endless, very lively, after a long time, only gradually silent down.

Manja’s friends came to mourn Yong’s death, but he didn’t care, instead he clapped his hands and said, “I have great ambitions, and this clumsy wife would have been a burden to me… As long as I have money, I’m not afraid of not having any wives or concubines.”

Wanjia hastily buried his wife, all the maidservants were sent home, and then took the money to run around, specializing in finding a small profit business to do, but also really let him earn several times the heart.

On that day, Wan Jia came to Hanzhong and found out that the governor of Hanzhong was named Shi, who was very greedy for money. In order to make business easier, Wan Jia tried his best to make friends with the governor of Hanzhong. In addition to giving gifts and flattering the governor, if someone contradicted the governor, he would use the excuse to make trouble with the person who dared to offend him by insulting and flattering him; if someone flattered and flattered the governor, he would be sure to have a close relationship with him and try his best to pull strings to make things work out; if the governor sometimes had a mistake, Wan Jia would take the responsibility on himself and take the blame for him without regard to the consequences of his actions. The man was a good man.

Because of Wan Jia’s behavior, Shi Taishou simply regarded him as his confidant, and even often boasted in front of people, “I really wasted my time, and regretted that it was too late for me to get to know Wan Jia!”

Because of Shi Taishou’s trust in Wan Jia, he once gave him a thousand taels of silver and asked him to help him buy a beautiful young girl to be his concubine. Wan Jia earnestly replied, “As soon as I find a beautiful girl in Suzhou, I will buy her back and dedicate her to you.”

Soon Wan Jia found his target, he saw a girl from a poor family, this girl is only 17 or 18 years old, although she looks a little bit thin, but in the almond eyes and peach cheeks but exudes a clear and beautiful atmosphere. Wan Jia only spent 500 taels of silver to buy this girl, and in his heart, he planned to keep the rest of the money for himself. Wan Jia first brought her back home and waited until tomorrow to help her dress up so that she could be handed over to Shi Taishou.

Unexpectedly, Wan Jia after three cups of wine, drunken eyes blindfolded  in the look at the girl, but also got up the wrong idea to her hair and feet up. The girl originally also only know is sold as a concubine, but do not know is sold to who, now Wanjia through the wine in her body touch, she only thought that Wanjia should be the master, so she although shy, coy, but also resigned to let Wanjia frivolous.

Wanjia both get inch, then into the foot, a moment to kiss the mouth, a moment to pinch the breasts; a moment to caress the buttocks, a moment to rub the thighs, so that the untouched little girl and shyly hiding; and the itch unbearable smile and cry.

Wan Jia after such a dilly-dallying, immediately increased lust, not to mention the girl is to give Shi Taishou; perhaps even to give the emperor, he now must first taste the fresh. Wanjia anxiously put his hand into the girl’s lapel, and took hold of the small breasts on her chest, which were just a handful.

“Aaah… Master… Shame… Don’t… Master… Shame on you…” The girl felt Wan Jia’s rough palm covering her entire breast, and her whole melon face turned as red as if she had just come out of a vat of water, but she couldn’t avoid it or move away from it, and she was at a loss for words, both panicked and shy.

Lustful Wanjia palms along the lotion side of the turn rubbing, the side of the breath out of the wine, said: “Wow! What lovely little breasts, warm, soft and delicate, a real treasure! Come on… don’t hide… let me rub it, you’ll feel very comfortable… Look, the tips of your nipples are hardening! Come on, take off your clothes and let me see… come on!”

Manja rudely tried to tear off the girl’s clothes, but she was so ashamed that she grabbed the lapel of her dress and cried out, “Ah… don’t… it’s a shame… it’s a shame for people to see… it’s a shame…”

“It’s okay, I’m the only one in this room, there’s no one else, come on! Let me give you a good loving…” With a coaxing, semi-coercive ‘swish’, Manja tore off the girl’s clothes with a loud ‘swish! And with a loud swish, he tore off the girl’s clothes. The dazzlingly white skin almost made Wanjia’s mouth water and his blood run cold, and his cock swelled up dramatically.

The girl’s head and neck hung low in shame, hiding her face, and curling up in a ball, but Manja couldn’t get enough of tugging at her waistband again, which caused the girl to become so panicked that she couldn’t move up and down, and she just begged, “No… Master… No… Master…”

Under the left refusal and right stall, the clothes on the girl’s body fell off one after another, until she was naked and naked, then she covered her chest and lower body with both hands and curved her body to shrink in the corner of the wall. At this time, Wan Jia’s eyes were covered with bloodshot, gasping for breath, and unraveling the cumbersome clothes on her body.

The girl looked at the naked Wan Jia, and what was so shocking and humiliating was that his crotch was sticking up, and it was so different from what she had seen before when she had accidentally seen a child playing in the water by the stream. Thinking about it made her stare curiously at Wan Jia’s rod, forgetting that she was in a “dangerous” situation.

While manipulating the rod himself, Manja approached the girl and said, “This is a man’s treasure. If you put it in your precious pussy, you will be very happy… Come… Don’t hide… I’ll give you a taste of… intercourse…”

The girl, who seemed to understand the situation, thought: ‘How did this thing suddenly become so big… If this thing is meant to be inserted into her own pussy, how can it be inserted…’ In the midst of her thoughts, Manja had already crouched down in front of her, and with both hands, she spread her bay-bent knees out to the sides and held them up against her legs before reaching out to flick away the hands that had been covering up her lower body.

“Wow, what a lovely pussy!” Wanjia’s bloodshot eyes stared straight at the girl’s pussy with sparse pubic hair, only to see that the two plump labia on the bulging pussy were slightly open, revealing the pink and slightly wet honey hole. Wan Jia took a deep breath, as if he could smell the fragrance from the virgin pussy: “En, it smells good!”

Wan Jia again put his lips together to hold the tip of the girl’s breast, and his hands also slid on her thighs, sliding to the root of her thighs. It was as if the girl’s last defense of the city had been breached, and the approaching city had made her give up any unnecessary struggles, and the tip of her breasts seemed to have a little bit of unprecedented, inexplicable relief from Wan Jia’s tongue’s teasing.

“Ah… mmmm…” When Wanja’s fingertip slid along the gap between her labia, it was like an electric shock that caused her whole body to shiver violently, and a kind of post-piss relief that made it seem as if there were worms and itching in the lower part of her abdomen; it was just like the time she had once been sitting on the back of a bull and gotten her crotch soaked with comfort, only now the sensation was even more intense and unbearable, causing her to let out a soft whimper. It was like sitting on the back of a cow and being soaked to the crotch.

“How about! Feel good?” Wanjia gently probed the mouth of the cave with her fingertips; on the other hand, she pulled the girl’s hand to hold the rod, and said, “You haven’t touched a man’s baby yet, have you? Come on, touch it!”

The girl is really shy and curious, half pushed half gently holding Wan Jia’s rod, only to feel the palm of the hand a burst of hot, into the hands of the hard cylinder, as if it is still uneasy trembling, but also as if the breath seems to be shrinking and expanding.

“Ah… gently… Master…” Manja suddenly slipped his fingertip into the girl’s hole, causing her to cry out in shock, and her small hand tightened reflexively, squeezing Manja with a great deal of relief, and nearly abandoning his armored body on the spot.

“Ah… it hurts… Khun Luang… don’t go in… in… ah… it tickles… mmm… don’t go in… in… ah…”

Wan Jia gently twitched his fingers, scratching and gouging the girl’s vaginal wall with all his teasing ability. The intense stimulation made the girl feel a slight tingle and the pearl itch was unbearable, and unconsciously the hand squeezing the rod even loosened and tightened, making the rod seem to swell up a lot more, and also harder.

Wan Jia couldn’t hold back his burning desire any longer, and with a low growl, he roughly pressed the girl to the ground, spreading her legs with his knees, and swinging his waist and hips randomly, letting his rod grind against her lower body. The excitement made Wanjia monkey around with the girl, but the grinding caused an inexplicable pang of anxiety and disappointment in the girl.

Seeing that Wan Jia seemed like a fly on the wall, the girl, with an innate maternal tenderness, reached out and held the rod against her wet pussy, saying shyly, “Master… gently… Lao… A. Y…” As soon as the head of Wan Jia’s glans touched the tender flesh of the labia, he pushed up his waist as if in a dream, and forcefully squeezed his glans into his hole The girl screamed, “Ah… pain… The girl screamed, “Ah… pain… softer… ah… no…. ah…”

The girl’s refusal and shrinkage could not stop Wan Jia’s almost frantic, unquenchable lust! Wan Jia only felt that the girl’s hole was tightly wrapped around his expanding glans, and the pleasurable sensation of the constriction seemed to be encouraging and urging him to penetrate deeper and deeper. While holding onto the girl, Wanjia pushed his hips and waist to prevent the rod from coming out of his hole, and kept reassuring her: “Don’t hide, don’t hide, it’ll be over in a minute, just relax, it’ll be over in a minute…”

Unable to withstand the pain and unable to break free, the girl only cried out with tears streaming down her face, and whimpered softly and feebly, “Master… it hurts… don’t… no more… it hurts so much…”

The girl’s soft cries of pain and her weakening struggles aroused Wan Jia’s feelings of compassion for her. He gently withdrew his rod a little bit, leaving only the tip of his penis in her hole, then leaned down and kissed her on the shoulder and neck, and with a muffled but gentle voice, he said, “Don’t be afraid… it’s the first time for a girl to experience this, it’s always bitter before it’s sweet… I’ll take my time… don’t be so tense… just take it slow and slow and slow… and you will feel very good! You’ll feel very comfortable…”

Perhaps it was Wan Jia’s gentle comfort, perhaps it was the fact that the rod was no longer forced in, or perhaps it was the kiss on the shoulder and neck that made the girl feel soothed, the girl’s nervousness gradually loosened up, and then that kind of tearing pain in the vaginal opening gradually eased up a lot. At this point, the girl’s attention slowly coalesced on the vaginal opening, she felt a vague pain mixed with a kind of filling pleasure, and each other gradually replace the discomfort of the sting.

Wan Jia’s fingers twisted the girl’s hard swollen nipple tip and rubbed it, still that kind of soul-crushing numbness piercing the heart and bones, as if sour, sweet, bitter and spicy mixed flavors all at once straight to the brain, so that the girl could not express her inner feelings in words, only to moan softly again.

As Manja tentatively pushed the rod in gently, the girl trembled slightly: “mmm… it hurts… mmm… gently…” Although the girl still cried out in pain, her voice was much softer than it had been a moment before, and she no longer pushed back physically, but instead, she gently wrapped her arms around Manja’s back.

The girl felt the rod rubbing against, parts of her that had never been touched before, and the sensation was as soothing and unbearable as a tickle on soft, sensitive skin, while making her squirm ever so slightly.

Wan Jia didn’t wait for the rod to enter all the way in, then withdrew and re-entered again, making shallow pumping movements, trying to let the girl adapt to it first, and also trying to arouse the girl’s lust, so as to prepare for the full force of the onslaught later on.

“Ah… mmm… ah… mmm…” The withdrawal of the rod and the emptiness of the cave seemed to give the girl a sense of regret for her loss, while the fullness of the rod squeezing in gave the girl a sense of joy for what she had lost and gained back, and she moaned in response to Banka’s movements.

As the hole became more and more slippery, Wan Jia’s pumping motion also became bigger and faster, causing the glans to hit the inner wall of the vagina from light to heavy. The stimulation of hitting the center of the flower seemed to be a very powerful pounding, making the girl start to have a dizzying spin, “En! Ah!” The moans began to turn into dreamy ravings; into obscene sounds of lust.

The girl gripped Wan Jia’s arm tightly to support her upper body, floating her waist and hips to match Wan Jia’s pumping movements, her eyes slightly closed, her lips half-open, and a moan that seemed to come out of her nostrils, a soul-destroying whine: “Umm… Master… so deep… so deep… um… so itchy… um… so comforting… aaahhhh… Master… mmm… mmm…”

As she exhaled, Wan Jia said, “Hoo… little girl… hoo… comfortable… oh… right… quite a slut… Master…’s… hoo… baby… enough… right… oh…” Wan Jia was a bit complacent: “Your… slutty… hoo hoo… you have to be… a… baby… like mine… hmmm… to be… cured… Hoo-hoo… today, I’m going to kill… you… and I won’t give up until you’re dead… alive…”

Wan Jia then accelerated the speed of pumping, the top of the girl’s body slid straight upward, slightly towering breasts unexpectedly also fluctuated with it. Suddenly waist eye a burst of soreness, Wanjia know to leak, then greedy and reluctant heavy stroke a few times, then the rod deep in the vagina, rapid gasping interspersed with: “Uh-huh! Uh-huh!” The low roar of “Uh-huh!

The girl was just wondering why Manja had stopped moving, but she felt the rod in her hole shrinking and twitching rapidly. Suddenly, a strong stream of heat, like a column of water or a wave, shot into her, the surging fullness made her whole body itch; the spreading warmth made her shiver, and the relief that loosened up her limbs and body made her faint and pass out as if she had flown up to the sky and plunged into an abyss… The next day, Manja was still holding the girl in her arms. The next day, Wan Jia was still dreaming with the girl in his arms, when he was awakened by a sharp knock on the door. Wanja reluctantly got up, dressed and answered the door while yelling.

The man who came was one of Shih’s close associates, and as soon as he saw Wan Jia, he panicked and said, “It’s bad, it’s bad, Shih’s embezzlement has come to light, and now he has not only been dismissed from his post and copied out of his family, but he is also being detained in the prison to await trial. I’m not exempt from this, so I have to run away…” The officer paused for a moment, looking as if he was about to say something.

The old man Wan Jia, as soon as he heard the words, he knew why the magistrate came, only said: “You wait!” He went back inside. After a while, they took out some broken silver to the magistrate, said: “I do not have a lot of free money around, these you take the first top, you first to the outside of the city, ‘Mountain God Temple’ to hide for a while, and so on the day of darkness and then I will get together to the number of money to send.”

The magistrate was so grateful that he almost cried out in pain, and clasped his fists together: “Thank you, sir, such a great favor, I’ll repay you later!” Turning around, he left as if he were a smoke.

When Wan Jia saw the magistrate leave, he couldn’t help but burst into a fit of laughter to show his inner triumph. Shi Taishou had been dismissed for corruption, so the girl was his, and when he went to the government office to inform the officials and soldiers to arrest the magistrates hiding in the ‘Mountain God Temple’, he would be rewarded with some money. This kind of good thing, how can it not make Wan Jia laugh?

“Hahaha…” Wanjia turned around and went inside, thinking: ‘It’s still early, so it’s not too late to have one more session with the girl before heading to the court… hee hee! As he walked towards his bedchamber, he couldn’t wait to start undoing his belt… Wan Jia took the girl as his first concubine and named her ‘Chun Hua’.

Wan Jia has a friend, is a Henan, named Wang Qi, he has a quirk, where the rotten copper and jade, paintings and antiques, all cherish. Wanjia dedicated for him to search, where the high price of rare treasures, he always secretly take his own money to subsidize, only half of the price to Wang Qi report. Because of this, he gained Wang Qi’s trust. Wang Qi once said to someone: “Where in the world is an honest and trustworthy person like Wan Jia?”

But Wang Qi knows that this Wan Jia is a weasel to the chicken to pay homage to the New Year – not good intentions, Wan Jia is looking at Wang Qi’s daughter, and therefore take the excuse to kiss into him, waiting for a good time to Wang girl to rape.

This Wang girl just turned eighteen years old, looks can be very beautiful, willow eyebrow phoenix eyes, white teeth, lips and white teeth, always exudes the kind of seductive charm; exquisite figure, the front and rear curvature do not know how many boring men lost their heads. Moreover, Wang girl in this city more when the reputation of the four, some of the affair always in the whisper between the rumors, even his father Wang Qi can not control her, can only pray for her to marry as soon as possible, in order to the personnel.

Soon afterward, Wang Qi had to travel across the ocean with someone else, and it was only natural that he left his daughter in the hands of his most trusted person, Wan Jia. Wang Qi said to Wan Jia, “I don’t know how long it will take for me to come back once I’m gone… You’re the person I trust the most, so I’m sure I can leave my daughter in your hands. If I don’t come back within three years, you’ll find a good match for her and match her with a good husband…”

While Manja was obliging and agreed, in his heart, he was also delighted: ‘Ha! Here’s my chance, here’s my chance… God help me…”

After Wang Qi left, in less than three days, Wan Jia pretended to tell Miss Wang that she had found a good son-in-law for her. On the day of the wedding, after entering the bridal chamber, Ms. Wang looked askance and saw that the groom was Wan Jia himself.

Ms. Wang said with a winking smile, “I already suspected that the groom was Jia’er.”

Wan Jia was also overjoyed, and replied in a scolding manner, “If you are a good son, you deserve a good wife… Come on, a moment of springtime is worth a thousand pieces of gold, so don’t waste it by just fighting…” With that, he embraced Ms. Wang in a full embrace.

In fact, this Wang girl has long been on the impression of Wanjia is not bad, she recognized Wanjia appearance is not excellent, but his kind of belongs to the mature man’s stability, but the general hairy young man does not have. Moreover, Wanjia has long been intended to point out the leakage, so the usual treatment of Wang girl is also to show tenderness and considerate, excellent manners, extremely exhaustive care, care of things, so that Wang girl is also deeply attracted to it, if not in the way of his counting is the uncles and uncles, has long been accomplished with him good things, and the Wang girl is also a very good person, and the Wang girl is also a good person.

And today Wan Jia even came to a near water tower first moon, fake publicity to take the Wang girl as the second concubine, seems to save the Wang girl a lot of teasing, seduction of the heart and work. Miss Wang was secretly happy, pretending to be coy and perfunctory for a few moments, and then twisted and hugged with Wan Jia.

With Chunhua’s different and interesting style, Ms. Wang even took the initiative to roll her tongue, and Wan Jia’s tongue was entangled with each other, and also sucked each other’s fluids. The two hands and legs entangled, forgetful in the mandarin ducks pavilion bed rolled, causing the tent hooks to sway wildly, the corner of the bed is difficult to support like ‘squeaking’ sound.

One piece of outerwear was thrown to the ground in a messy manner, leaving two naked meatworms intertwined with each other on the bed. Only see Wan Jia greedily in the towering clouds between the two peaks of the breasts, back and forth busy movement; affixed to the pussy of the hand, but also as if the tremor of the rapid shaking, not a few moments of work on the Wang girl’s holes shook out a lot of lewd water.

“Ah… mmm… don’t rub… mmm… it’s too much… ah… mmm…” Ms. Wang quickly got into the swing of things, and the sensation of relief caused her to utter obscenities: “Oh… the rubbing is making me feel like I’m… all my… bones… mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm”.

Manja held up his middle finger and pumped it rapidly in his hole, saying, “You slut, I know you used to be with a young man, so today I’ll give you a taste of the ‘old gun’…”

Wanjia seems to be sure of the Wang girl, although the mood is also high, but still behave unafraid, first inserted the finger deeply, and then use the thumb pressure rubbing her clitoris, language with vinegar acidic said: “I want you to say: in the future will only let me alone insert your slut pussy, and will not go to seduce other men again!”

Miss Wang frantically manipulated the meat in her hand, and in her panting voice, she chanted, “Good brother… brother… from now on… I will only give… to you… I… please… please… please… insert… in… quickly…”

Wanjia did not press on the Wang girl, but instead lay on her back beside her, hand holding a half-high stick, one side of the demonstration like shaking, one side said: “Well! If you want to quench your thirst, you can do it yourself.”

Ms. Wang got the idea and immediately turned over and sat on Wan Jia’s lower body, when the turtle head touched the mouth of the cave, she immediately loosened her strength and sank her body, ‘Zi! When the head of the turtle touched the mouth of the cave, she immediately released her strength and sank her body, ‘Zi!

“Aah… ah… it’s hit… the bottom… the bottom… mmmm… ah… good brother… so beautiful… mmmm…” The soothing deliciousness of the experience almost made the King’s girl unable to stabilize her body. As she moaned and groaned, she rubbed her lower body tightly, and a stream of hot water gushed out like a spring, like a tide, making the area of the intimate joint as wet and sticky as the mud after a rain.

Manja felt that his entire rod was wrapped tightly inside the hot hole, and the warmth that passed through him made him feel hot from the bottom of his lungs. His breathing became more and more rapid and chaotic: “Oh… you… your… pussy… is really… slutty… oh… it also… sucks… sucks… oh… it also bites… ah… again… bites… again”.

Wan Jia’s hands pinched Wang girl’s breasts that were full of rising like balls, squeezing and kneading them vigorously, and also pushed her waist and hips extremely hard, so that Wang girl seemed to be riding a wildly running wildebeest, charging in the uneven wilderness.

Wang girl threw her head and twisted her body, leaning back and forth, try to make themselves not unbalanced “fall off the horse”, scattered dancing hair, not only does not appear to be in a mess, but add a lot of wild charm; frowning panting look, not only does not appear to be tired, but add a lot of soul seduction.

“Ah… ah… ah… ah… no… I can’t… oooh… no… mmmm… I’m going to… ah…” Wang Nyunt trembled and hissed through clenched teeth in the midst of drenching sweats as she reached the heights of her pleasurable sensations.

“Mmm… comfortable… mmmmmm…” As Wanjia’s rod was contracting fiercely deep inside her hole, he felt a strong suction sucking and massaging it, making him not only feel so good that he didn’t want to pause for a break, but also push his hips and waist faster and higher, as if he would not rest until he had pierced through her with his rod.

Miss Wang was so soft and limp that if it wasn’t for Wan Jia’s hands against her breasts, she really would have gone limp on top of him. With Wan Jia’s still intense movements, she responded with more and more delicate and feeble moans, with only the crystalline beads of sweat, still busily running down the tip of her nose, dripping down onto Wan Jia’s chest.

In the end, Wan Jia let out a roar like that of a trapped beast, a shudder like that of a landslide, and the hot streams that shot through his body in a sharp gasp, all of which seemed unable to awaken the intoxicated Wang girl.

And then everything went silent again.

The next morning, Miss Wang was woken up by a touch, only to hear Wan Jia said: “You are my second concubine, the family I help her named ‘Spring Flower’, and from now on I’ll call you ‘Xia Yun’ it! “

Miss Wang said angrily, “Spring flowers, summer… Do you want to have spring, summer, fall and winter all at once?”

Manja said proudly, “Yes, that’s exactly what I want… You really know me, ma’am…” With that, he attacked Ha-un’s lower body, “Last night was a short night… How about renewing our relationship…”

“¡°Slutty… ah… slow down… ah… ah…” In the midst of Ha-un’s playful curses, a wonderful scene began again…

(Medium)

Wan Jia successfully married two beautiful women, so that he is really night and day, enjoy all the happiness, but he does not seem to be satisfied, and all the time to take advantage of the opportunity to hunt for sex, maybe really want to spring, summer, fall and winter together into four seasons of the year to be considered complete.

Once, Wan Jia chartered the boat of an old man named Jiao to do business at Poyang Lake. Since Wan Jia was good at brewing and cooking, he personally cooked every meal and then invited Jiao Weng to eat and drink attentively. Jiao Weng sometimes wanted to return the favor of hosting him, but he firmly stopped him.

On the way, Jiao Weng also took some small goods with him to earn some extra money to subsidize his family, but Wan Jia did not stop him, but tried to help him contact the buyers, and advised him to avoid taxes, so that he could earn double the profit, which made Jiao Weng think that he was a good man under the sky.

Do you think he’s really so eager to help people? No, he’s got other plans. He’s got his eye on the girl at the back of the boat, steering the oars. This girl is Jiao Weng’s daughter, is also 17, 8 years old, although all day long with her father oar steering, wind and sun makes the skin color dark, but bright eyes and teeth, black and white clear but also looks delicate and attractive.

Jiao woman also because of the long time to do the heavy work, make her original mature body is even more clear lines, plump breasts knot sometimes shrugged; rounded buttocks bulging not fall, especially in order to work for the convenience of wearing lightweight clothes, the peaks that want to come out, but also the focus of the attention of all the good.

Maybe it’s the long years of exposure, send and welcome, make Jiao female is not like the general small family Jade’s fear of life, so also graciously accepted from the gaze of Wanjia’s eyes. Until Jiao women feel Wanjia eyes are different, and frequent attentiveness, the silence of the girl’s heart will be like the spring breeze, the first rain Xingbo shaken up, and more with his eyes to pass the Qian, secret glances to show the heart.

Seeing that the opportunity was ripe, Wan Jia took the opportunity of chatting with Jiao Weng to ask: “Your daughter should be in her marriageable age, why has she not yet been matched with a good son-in-law?”

“Alas!” Jiao Weng sighed: “This little girl is used to being delicate and doesn’t want to marry a boatman’s tide boy. As for the rich and powerful portals in the Qutang area, it is difficult for us to reach them, so the choice of match has been postponed until now.”

Wan Jia introduced himself, saying, “I do not have much talent, but I am only a ninth-ranked official, waiting for a vacancy. I have a great love for your daughter, and I would like to ask Mr. Jiao to fulfill my wish. I wonder if Mr. Jiao would agree to my marriage.” Wan Jia concealed the fact that he had two concubines at home and mentioned the marriage to Jiao Weng.

Jiao Weng lifted his beard with one hand and laughed: “Like you, a merchant with a box full of pearls, gold and silver, and an official rank, it can be said that you are rich and noble, but you still do not have a wife at the age of forty, who would believe it?”

Wan Jia hurriedly explained: “My first wife died many years ago, and I have not yet renewed my marriage.” After saying that, he also swore to the heavens in a serious manner.

Jiao Weng see him swear, also convinced, and promised to betroth his daughter to him, but also pleased to finally find a good home for his daughter. And Jiao female learned, in addition to showing a little girl should be shy and reserved, but also secretly happy inside.

Wan Jia argued that there is no father and mother at home, but also in order to avoid Jiao Weng traveling back and forth, the wedding held in the field no harm. So, Wan Jia chartered a nearby inn in the county to set Yan, invited the township gentry and celebrities to preside over the rituals, so that the local married Jiao woman over the door.

This is Wanjia have self-awareness, the first rice cooked rice, wait until after the bridal chamber, even if the bride to see her husband’s family already have two concubines, and want to regret also too late. So on that day, the guest room as a bridal chamber, the Jiao female deflowering.

After the guests separated, Wan Jia with three points of drunkenness, as soon as he entered the door of the room, he urged Jiao female broadclothes on the bed, but also can not wait to three or two times to strip themselves naked, then reached out to help her broadclothes and undressing.

Jiao looked at the naked Manja with a lecherous look and whispered in an anxious and shy voice: “You… you… blow out the light first…”

Wan Jia was rubbing his cheeks, blowing hot air on the root of Jiao’s ear, saying: “No, don’t turn off the light, haven’t you heard that the beauty under the light is the most beautiful? If you blow out the light, you won’t be able to see anything!” Wan Jia has secretly loosened her skirt, and said: “You and I are already husband and wife, there is nothing to be ashamed of, come!

I’ll help you take off your clothes…”

“No… don’t… shameful… ah… mmmmmm…” As her panty skirt slipped down, Jiao cried out shyly, but her mouth was then sealed by Wan Jia’s hot lips, which she felt not only sucking hard, but also attempting to pry open her tightly-closed teeth with the tip of his tongue, and there was even a hard, throbbing thing attached to her belly, rubbing and throbbing.

Through the passionate kisses, strong embrace, and thick breath, Wan Jia kept exuding the unique scent and charm of men, making Jiao woman’s gradually rippling tide of spring replace her shyness, and also rolling her tongue, and Wan Jia’s entangled with each other in each other’s mouths, enjoying the honeyed flavor of water and milk blending together.

“Mmm… mmm…” Jiao’s open bodice pressed her full breasts against Wan Jia’s firm chest, and her nipples, as hard as pearls, felt the throbbing itch of the skin rubbing against them, which caused a small moan to escape from her nostrils: “Mmm… mmm… mmm… “

“Mmmm… mmmm… ah ah ah…” The moment Wan Jia’s hands squeezed her breasts, Jiao felt an indescribable sensation of relief, so strong that it was like an electric shock, and a sudden wave of dizziness that made her feel as if she were losing her strength and swaying. Wan Jia made Jiao lie down on the bed and opened his mouth like a maggot, taking half of her breasts in his mouth. His lips pinched, his teeth grinded, and his tongue teased… making Jiao tremble like a wild wind and rain.

“Ah… f… ah… don’t be so… uh… hmm… itchy… hard… ah ah ah… hard…” As Jiao clasped her hands around Wan Jia’s head, maneuvering her hands with a sense of desire, and letting him lick and suck her from left to right, the latent lust in her heart had already burst its banks in a tidal wave.

When Wan Jia’s hand touched her lower body, Jiao woman’s reaction was even more intense, either pushing up or swinging to make the contact wider and tighter, and even folding her legs together to clamp down on Wan Jia’s hand, as if she was so greedy that she wanted to devour it.

Jiao female such a lewd reaction, just lively and generous personality, but because of the lack of coyness to do, and make Wan Jia mistakenly think that she is not chaste virgin, although he did not think that, but also inside a little jealous of the person who got her first night. It was only when he squeezed his rod into the narrow pussy that his worries dissipated and were swept away.

“Ahhhh… gently… gently… ah… it hurts…” Just as the head of the glans was pushed halfway in, a sharp stabbing pain awakened Jiao, who was in a state of lustful ecstasy. Crying with tears on her face and struggling with her arms and legs, the extremes of pleasure and pain were so different that Jiao was somewhat confused as to whether what she had heard about ‘fish and water’ and ‘necking’ was true.

With his rich experience, Wan Jia was convinced that Jiao was indeed ‘opening her door for you’, and he felt a sense of pity for her, which made him feel a little guilty and remorseful for his misunderstanding and recklessness. Wan Jia didn’t dare to force his rod in, but he couldn’t pull it out either, so he had to gently grind his buttocks on one side, and lick the tear stains on Jiao’s cheeks on the other.

“I’m sorry… Your Highness… I’m just lustful… I hurt you recklessly… I’m so sorry…” Although Manja was a lecherous man who loved every woman he met, he was extremely gentle with women, especially the one underneath him, and his sweet words were a real blessing to him, which is why he had to resort to this magic weapon: “A girl’s first time is always a little painful… It’ll be fine after a while… “A girl’s first time is always a bit painful… it will get better after a while… just relax… I’ll be gentle… I’ll take it easy…”

As the rod was no longer inserted and Manja’s tongue was gently moving over her cheeks, ears, shoulders and neck, as well as whispering lovingly, Jok woman, though still feeling the tingling and discomfort in her lower body, seemed to be persuaded, and only trembled, “You… softer… softer… I’m afraid…”

Wan Jia resisted the urge to thrust his rod into his hole immediately, perhaps ‘a little impatience leads to a big mess’ was his way of doing business and the reason why he was so rich today, even in bed, so he did his best to tease Jiao Nui, letting her lustful excitement rise again, and then it would be a pleasurable and extreme intercourse again.

The gentle caresses made the girl gradually get hot and uncomfortable; the glans stuck on her vagina also made her gradually get used to the expanding power, and the pearl itch increased, like insects crawling in the hole.

Jiao’s breath became thicker and more disorganized, mixed with muffled murmurs: “mmm… comfortable… mmm… good…”

With the unconscious light twisting of the scorched woman, Wan Jia’s meat stick slowly squeezed into the vagina minute by minute with the lubrication of the obscene liquid. Although there wasn’t the same kind of friction pleasure as when pumping, but the rod gradually turned out, savoring every wrinkle and bud on the vaginal wall, and the comfort of being tightly wrapped, Wan Jia also felt something else in his heart.

“Yeah… it rises… so much…” Naturally, the woman closed her eyes and savored the pleasure as the rod gradually filled her hole: “I… it rises… so… comfortably… hmm…”

Manja propped her upper body on her elbow and said, “Does it still hurt?”

“Mmm… a little bit… mmm… but… but… but… mmm… it’s so… hard…” The woman seemed to be at a loss for words to express what she was feeling: “mmm… and… inside… mmm… it’s so itchy… hot… ummm… it’s so hard… mmm…”

“Itchy? There’s a cure for that!” Said Wanjia, then began to gently pump the rod up, followed by saying: “Moving like this, can make us both happy to fly up to the sky.”

“Ah… ah… mmm… really… mmm… like this… moving… humming… really… comfortable… ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah”

The woman felt that the rounded rod seemed to have sprouted many lines and corners, and as it moved, it was scratching the itchy walls of the pearl, making her shiver with satisfaction, pleasure, and relief: “Hmm… Scratch harder… Ah… Yes… Harder… Hmm… Scratch… Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.”

“Mmm… your pussy… is so tight… so warm… mmm… it wraps my… baby… mmm… mmm… mmm… mmm… mmm… mmm… mmm… mmm… mmm… mmm… mmm… mmm… mmm… mmm… mmm… mmm… mmm… mmm… mmm… mmm… mmm… mmm… mmm… mmm… mmm… mmm… mmm…”

Suddenly, she felt that the tip of the rod was hitting the inner walls of her vagina with great force, and the shocking pleasure was so intense that she moaned in a desperate manner: “Ah… don’t… don’t… don’t… don’t… don’t… don’t push… don’t… push…. don’t… don’t… don’t… don’t push… don’t… don’t… don’t… don’t… don’t… don’t… don’t… don’t… don’t… don’t… don’t… Don’t… don’t… don’t… Don’t… don’t… “

The sudden warmth in her pussy made the anxious woman think she had to relieve herself, but the sensation was even more soothing than that. Instead of slowing down his movements, Wan Jia suddenly rammed his rod even harder with rapid breathing. As the heat in his hole flooded his rod, Wan Jia couldn’t help but ejaculate and made a final push.

“Aah… ah… I… my… wife… mmm… I’m coming… ah… ah… ah… mmm…” With that kind of numbness, Marjorie shot a stream of hot semen into the depths of her cave.

Manja’s sudden agitated movements and shouts made Jiao confused for a moment, but the instantaneous spurt of semen first awakened her confusion and then pushed her into another daze, making her cry out along with him: “Ahhhh… so hot… ahhhh… hot… mmmm… beautiful… ooohhhh…”

After ejaculation, the rod, as if full of energy, is still twitching, like a pump, filling up the hole, really throwing them up into the clouds, flying into the sky ┅┅┅┅┅

A few days later, the newlyweds entered the door, Wan Jia face ashamed to introduce the family’s two concubines, Jiao women see the situation really want to cry, after the humiliation. But it is spring flowers, summer clouds will do, straight to help Wan Jia said good words, only to keep Jiao female.

Wan Jia named Jiao Daughter ‘Autumn Moon’ as usual.

Autumn Moon, unchanged from her previous lively and cheerful self, helplessly smiled bitterly and said: “Husband has already gained half a year and half a year! It must be the New Year soon, alas!”

Once, Wanjia asked the owner of the business to go to a private brothel in Chuzhou to talk about business, drinking and having fun on the one hand, and finalizing the sale on the other.

This private brothel prostitute named Zhang Meiniang, although the age of nearly forty, but is a standard beauty embryo, young was once a brothel in Chuzhou a pillar, and then was a rich man to take back to the Liang, and gave birth to a daughter, named Tingting.

But the good times are not always, this rich man because of unintentionally offended a big official, and was retaliated into the crime, not only was copied into prison, but also in prison was lynched to death, Zhang Meiniang lost dependence, nothing, in order to raise the youngest daughter had to return to their old jobs, rely on the sale of flesh to support their families, and so far also after more than a dozen years.

During the banquet, Wan Jia saw the fifteen or sixteen year old Ting Ting helping to add spoons and chopsticks, serving soup and vegetables, and he had an evil thought in his heart, secretly thinking: “My ‘Winter Pine’ is right here, it’s really hard to find where I’m looking for it, and I’ve got it with no effort at all.” He seemed to think that Tingting was already in his pocket.

However, it is not true to say that it does not take a lot of effort, to get Tingting before, must first pass the Zhang Mei Niang this can not, so Wan Jia confirmed the target, often take the excuse to go to Zhang Mei Niang’s house to move, first to get the big one, and then look for an opportunity to get on the small one, to have a small and big all-inclusive.

However, this Zhang Meiniang can be said to be “bed” field veteran, as long as Wan Jia and her bed, must be her sucking all the essence will not stop. In order to cope with Zhang Meiniang’s charm, Wan Jia also spent a lot of silver, eat a lot of strong sperm aphrodisiacs.

This day, Wan Jia just ate a post Hu Half Xian ancestral eight generations of the ‘dragon and tiger soup’, is said to be able to fix the essence of the lock Yang, a long time to fight not to discharge, will be emboldened to Zhang Mei’s home, thinking today must fuck over this slut. Just halfway, Wan Jia felt the crotch of the rod is rapidly hardening, this drug really let him confidence, hesitation.

I don’t know whether it was a coincidence or not, but when Wan Jia knocked on Zhang Meiniang’s door, it was her daughter, Tingting, who answered. Tingting said that Zhang Meiniang had gone out on a call to Hongxi Restaurant, and Wanjia said, ‘God help me! God help me! He told Tingting that he wanted to wait in the house, and Tingting said that he was a familiar guest, and invited him in to make tea and wine.

Wan Jia took the opportunity to talk to Tingting and asked, “Tingting, how old are you?”

“Fifteen years and eight months,” Ting Ting seemed to expect people to treat her like an adult, so she made a point of adding months to her age.

This kind of small adult mentality, Wan Jia not only know it well, but also feel that this is a weakness of the offense, so he threw himself into it, playing the snake with the stick praised said: “fifteen years old can be so understanding and mature, it’s really rare ah!”

But after Wan Jia so praised, Tingting could not help but blush for a while, but inwardly was really ecstatic, thinking: ‘Finally someone treats me as an adult’ but mouth but modestly said: “No. It is the master does not dislike, but please do not laugh at it! It’s not that you don’t mind, but please don’t make fun of me, and give Pavilion more guidance on how to be a human being.”

“No! I’m not exaggerating! You’re really very good…” said Manja with a sincere look on her face, “If you think about it, your mother’s life was really poor. She worked very hard to earn money in order to raise you to adulthood, and she wanted to help you find a good husband for the rest of your life… So you must remember your mother’s great kindness! “

Ting-Ting could not help but burst into tears at these words and said in a convulsive voice, “Thank you, Master, for your advice… I will remember, but…” Ting-Ting’s young face showed a helpless and determined expression, “Ting-Ting doesn’t want to get married… Ting-Ting wants to stay with and take care of Mother… forever…”

“I can understand your filial piety.” Wanjia knew that Tingting had already fallen into the trap she had set, so she tried even harder to persuade her, fearing that she would not give in: “However, if you do this, your mother will feel even more sad and guilty… it would be better to find a good husband and marry him, and then bring your mother to live with him, so that your mother’s wish will be fulfilled, and you can get out of the flesh and blood, so that you can have the best of both worlds…”

“…” Pavilion was about to say something else. In fact, this kind of perfect ending had always been Ting’s dream, but it seemed to be a dream that was not quite realized. As if talking to herself, Ting muttered, “Where can we find such a good family that doesn’t dislike our family background, and is willing to take in our mother, who’s a whore, and serve her?”

“Yes, yes!” Manja began to launch a tender attack, holding Trinh’s small hand and saying, “If you are willing to marry me, not only will I love you for the rest of your life, but I will also take good care of your mother…” Manja held Trinh’s retracted hand tightly and gently stroked it.

Having just been lightly held by Wan Jia, Tingting slightly huffed and shrunk her hand, and then after hearing Wan Jia’s words, she had both the joy of the dawn; and naturally reacted with the shyness of a young girl. This kind of plot twist, seems to make Tingting for a moment can not believe this is true, mixed feelings frozen there, but a heart like a deer in the head banging banging.

Wan Jia said, ‘It’s done! With a smooth pull, he pulled Tingting over and fell into his arms: “Come on, let me hurt you!” Although Wan Jia’s movements were a little rough, his tone was incredibly gentle.

“Aaah… mmmmmmm…” Ting Ting cried out in disbelief, but then Wan Jia’s lips and tongue sealed her mouth shut. Tingting was afraid that this time Wan Jia was coaxing her and was just trying to take advantage of her, but not wanting to give up this good opportunity to get back on her feet, she cleverly had an idea and tilted her head and asked, “Does Master really want to marry Tingting?”

“Really!” Wanjia said against Tingting’s ear, “I really want to marry you, I swear to God, if I cheat on you, I’ll die a horrible death…”

This kind of sweet vow was really effective. Not only did Trinley believe in him, but Trinley couldn’t bear the thought of him making such a harsh and poisonous vow, so she hurriedly interrupted him: “Don’t say such inauspicious things, Trinley believes in you… ahmmm… ahmmm…” Vankya interrupted Trinley as well, but he did it in a passionate embrace.

“…….. “The four hot lips pressed together as if they were nibbling and devouring each other, with tongues entwined and juices merging, making soft gasping and slurping noises with no inhibitions.

Although Tingting grew up in a brothel, she remained a virgin under the care of her mother, Zhang Meiniang, but in the environment of dragons and snakes, the kind of blushing affair, not only heard too much, but also saw too much. Therefore, Tingting knew a lot about love affairs between men and women, she knew how to avoid men’s harassment, and even more so, she knew how to please men, only that she hadn’t done it with them yet.

Pavilion at first with Wan Jia four lips, but also recalled their own known way of kissing, raw performance, but not long after she was kissed by the passion of the rush of dizziness, all the “strange and wonderful” all out of the way, just with the mood gradually rise, and excitedly twisting the head and neck, caressing the back of the Wan Jia.

Tingting sat sideways on Wan Jia’s lap, twisting his upper body so that the two men’s fronts were pressed against each other, and such an action made Wan Jia’s chest, vaguely able to feel the two soft masses of flesh on Tingting’s breasts, as if it were a gentle massage; whereas the crotch hardness, which was like a tent on top of a tent, was clamped down and sliding between Tingting’s thighs.

During the embrace, Tingting kept twisting her body, letting her small breasts rub against Wan Jia’s chest one by one. Tingting didn’t know if she was intentionally teasing Wan Jia’s emotions, or really reveled in the pleasure of this kind of touch, but it was true that Wan Jia was getting harder and harder to hold back the excitement of his lust.

Manja whispered in her ear, “Pavilion… let’s take off these cumbersome clothes…”

“……… “Tingting shyly leaned her head on Wan Jia’s shoulder, as the hard object on the inside of her thighs not only rubbed and itched her, but also occasionally touched the root of her leg, making her shiver with pleasure and her lust flow, and it was a bit hard to feel her pussy sticking to the cloth of the clothes. the root of her leg, making her shiver with pleasure and her lust flow, and it was a bit hard to feel her pussy sticking to the cloth of the clothes.

Wan Jia, with the clothes removed from the skin now, lips and tongue that is, that kind of feeling like insects and snakes scratching and crawling on the skin, letting Ting Ting’s tender, reddish face show another kind of charming state. The eyelashes on her closed eyes were fluttering; her slightly open cherry mouth was gasping and chanting. The flirtatious remarks made by the guests in the past were now being applied to her, making Pavilion feel that the words “refreshing”, “relaxing”, “wonderful”… in the guests’ mouths could not express the true meaning of the words. These words could not express even a fraction of what they really felt.

Tingting felt a hot, wet, soft contact in her lower body, not unlike the sensation of a rod ready to be inserted, so she couldn’t help but look askance to see what was going on. It turned out that Wan Jia was leaning over and licking her hole with his lips and tongue, as if he was eating it with relish.

“Mmm… so lovely… tsk… so fragrant… so sweet…” Manja buried almost her entire face in Pavilion’s crotch, the short whiskers on her cheeks brushing against the sparse pubic hair on her pussy. The scent of virginity came from his nostrils, making Wanja inhale it greedily.

“Yeehmm… no… it tickles… mmmmm… Master… ah ah ah… can’t stand it… mmmmm…” Tingting’s last line of defense, which she had suppressed due to her reserve and had not dared to make a sound, finally collapsed, and that kind of tickling stimulation not only made her lust rise to its peak, but also made her moan in an unforgettable manner.

“Mmm… ah… it’s… comfortable… really… um… mmm… beautiful… ah… don’t bite… mmm… ah… this… sucking… ah… sucking… makes me… mmmmm… comfortable…. ah…” Manja’s teasing motion made Tingting cry out her inner feelings one by one, “mmm… don’t… don’t… do… any… more… mmm… I want you to… ahhhh… Stick it in… mmm… come… fast…”

I didn’t realize that Wanjia would still be teasing, and while pumping her fingers in her holes, she pretended to be puzzled and asked, “Stick it in? What do you want me to stick in?”

“Um… don’t tease… um… quickly… I want your… um… your…” It was really hard for Pavilion to say.

Manja pressed, “You have to say it! What do you want? How can I know if you don’t tell me!”

Pavilion covered her face with her hands: “Mmm… I want you… your… hard… rod… to penetrate… my… mmm… shameful… mmm…”

“Yes!” Manja pressed down on Tingting, his rod bouncing against her hole, but he gently reminded her, “I know it’s your first time… it’s going to hurt… you have to bear with it a little…” and then slowly sank his hips down, letting the head of his penis slowly push into his vagina.

Tingting remembered hearing about the pain of the first night and the ways to alleviate it. As Wanjia began to thrust, Tingting bent her knees and spread her legs as wide as she could so that her hole was wide open to receive the large rod.

“Umm… gently… um… mmm… pain… mmmmm… gently… mmmmm…” The pain seemed unavoidable, but thanks to Trinh’s cooperative movements, not only did the stinging pain become less intense than rumored, but it also allowed Vankya to smoothly penetrate most of the way in with the lubrication from the wet fluids.

“Ohh… ohh… that’s good… mmm… that’s good…” Manja felt that after the narrow opening of his cave, it was like the darkness of a ravine opening up, with the moist, warm walls of his vagina squeezing his rod so tightly that it was hard for him to stop himself from starting to jerk it around.

“Mmm… mmm… softer… ah… mmm… it hurts… mmm… and itches… mmm…” Tingting felt that the tingling at the entrance of her vagina was a little bit comforting, while the in her pussy was itching unbearably, and the sensation of confusion made her moan in an inexplicable way, “Mmm… faster… mmm… ah… Gently… ah… more…”

Wan Jia seemed to be deaf to what Tingting was screaming, intoxicated in the soothing friction, he only felt that Tingting’s moans were getting higher and higher, more and more urgent, as if it was a seduction that made him more and more delirious; and as if it was urging him to make the pumping faster and faster, deeper and heavier.

“Aaah… comfortable… mmm… aaah…” The rapid friction of the rod against the vaginal walls caused Trinh to feel the tickling pleasure so strongly that she naturally twisted and wiggled her body to match the passionate movements of Manja.

“Oh…ohh…I didn’t expect…hh…it’s so deep…into…A…ohh…” Mon in the middle of the room, Tingting remembered how many times she had heard her mother shouting the same thing, and that before, she had only heard it and blushed for some reason, but now that she had tasted it for herself, she realized that copulation was really a wonderful pleasure.

Perhaps that ‘dragon and tiger soup’ is really effective, Wan Jia bravely put Tingting to death, orgasm again and again, but he still has no discharge, and his rod is still hard. Wanjia also enjoyable, the limp and powerless Tingting as it wishes to arrange, a moment to let her lie down on her back, from the back into; a moment side and neck, almost eighteen kinds of martial arts on the whole.

“Aiya, what are you doing?” Zhang Meiniang’s angry shout came from the doorway, causing the two people on the bed, who were in the middle of their lovemaking, to separate their tightly embracing bodies in shock.

“Niang…” Pavilion cried out softly and feebly, but she was so paralyzed on the bed that she couldn’t even pull the sheet to cover her face in shame, and in her heart, she regretted that she had done such a shameful thing behind her own mother’s back.

“Trinh Trinh, what are you doing? How could this happen?” Zhang Mei Niang was so furious that she couldn’t believe what she was witnessing. Her eyes glared at her and she pointed at Wan Jia, cursing: “Wan Jia, you’re a real animal. You’re a bastard. You’re not a human being, you’re a bastard who took Trinh Trinh too! “

“You’re back!” Manja was more calm, grabbing his shirt or pants and wrapping them around his waist, he got out of bed and said, “Don’t blame Ting Ting… I’m the one who approached her… but I really mean it… I want to marry Ting Ting as my wife… and it’s not just for fun…”

Wan Jia’s answer, but let Zhang Mei Niang froze, she understands her daughter Ting Ting is not a casual girl, if Wan Jia first showed her love, and then Ting Ting agreed to his pleas, it is possible that the two are really in love; Moreover, Wan Jia is also considered to be a rich and noble people, if Ting Ting can marry him, it is also considered to be a blessing.

“Alas!” Zhang Meiniang saw that the rice was already ripe, and there was no reason to stop them, so she said with a great sigh: “I did not think that my daughter would find a home before I did. The women in the brothels taste the delicacies of the sea, dressed in silk and silk, as expensive as the concubines in the royal palace, but in fact the heart is empty, now Tingting can have a good home, but also to fulfill some of my wishes.”

Wan Jia said: “I have promised Ting Ting that I will take you back to live together, and you don’t have to live this kind of raw Zhang Shu Wei.”

“Really!” Zhang Meniang could hardly believe it was true.

“But…” Manja’s head was thievish, and he was eager to please.

“But what?” Zhang Meiniang and Tingting coincidentally asked in unison.

Wanjia swayed his bulging crotch and approached Chang Mei Niang, saying, “You’re only in your thirties this year, and you look even younger, whereas I’m already in my forties, so I wouldn’t be able to call you ‘Nyonya’ if I had to! Why don’t you…”

“Pfft!” Zhang Meiniang was so amused that she lost her voice and laughed, asking, “How about what?”

Wan Jia put his hand on Zhang Meiniang’s shoulder, whispering so quietly that her mother and daughter could hear clearly: “Anyway, you and I have had more than one skin-to-skin contact, counting also have the reality of husband and wife, why don’t you mother and daughter together to marry me, which is also considered to be the right name, pro on the family pro.” Wanjia said a plausible sophistry.

Zhang Meiniang teased and said: “There are mothers and daughters married to the same man, this kind of thing is not a joke for people to see?”

Manja said, “It’s not a joke, it’s true…” and proceeded to make up some false stories to prove that since ancient times, men had indeed taken both mothers and daughters as concubines.

“Really?” Although Zhang Meiniang was half-convinced, her tone had softened a lot.

“I won’t lie…” Wan Jia seized the opportunity and ran his hands all over Zhang Mei Niang’s body: “This way, it will be much easier for me to ‘take care’ of you and your daughter!” Wan Jia aggravated the tone of the word “take care of” and said it in a very ambiguous way.

Zhang Meiniang also heard what Wan Jia was saying, and as Wan Jia was teasing him with his hands, she couldn’t help but look shyly at Ting Ting on the bed, deflecting his hands and saying, “Don’t… don’t do this… Ting Ting is here…”

Swish! Wan Jia tore off the clothes around his waist, his crotch’s hardness stood out like a demonstration, and said with a lewd smile: ”It doesn’t matter! Tingting is now an adult, and has already tasted the flavor of a baby! And I didn’t get enough just now, but you came back and interrupted me, so you’re responsible.”

While Wan Jia was busy helping Zhang Meiniang remove her clothes, she said, “┅Do it here, so that Trinh can learn the skills of a mother and the best bedside manner…”

“Don’t… it’s so humiliating…” Even though Zhang Meiniang said no, she refused to let Wan Jia undress her, and half-heartedly followed him to the couch and lay down beside Pavilion.

“Mmm… mmm… hmm… mmm…” Shy Pavilion closed her eyes tightly, and the sound of her mother’s lustful moans penetrated her ears, as well as Manja’s playful comments, “Pavilion! Look this way… Look how happy your mother is… look this way…”

The lustful moans, the commotion around her, the trembling of the bed… made Pavilion blush and feel another hot flush under her belly, and she couldn’t help but turn her neck to look at…

When the mother and daughter went home with Wan Jia, they realized that Wan Jia already had three dainty daughters-in-law. Zhang Meiniang could not help but be annoyed and angry, crying and screaming to commit suicide. Wanjia’s tenderness and flattery finally turned the mother and daughter’s anger into joy.

Wan Jia called Zhang Meiniang the fourth concubine and named her ‘Winter Pine’; he called Tingting the fifth concubine and named her ‘Four Seasons’.

However, not three days fresh, Wan Jia’s heart again want to make up the ‘twenty-four seasons’, only, the veteran Dongsong has long seen through his mind, secretly as a big sister over the identity of the spring flowers, summer clouds, autumn moon and the four seasons, first instructed them some bedtime skills, and then respectively pestered Wan Jia, so that Wan Jia busy to cope with the needs of his wives and concubines, and no more energy to do other things. He is busy dealing with the demands of his concubines and has no energy left to do anything else.

So, although Manja was a bit tired, her life was quite comfortable… (below)

Since Wan Jia got the five beautiful women, not only used a large sum of money to rebuild the house, but also every day with the concubines singing, dancing, playing and having fun, day and night in the tenderness of intoxication.

Wanjia heard that there is a painter named Kelian is good at portraits, so he asked him to portray his five concubines. Corinne lived up to his promise and made the portraits look very realistic and lifelike.

On the canvas, the painter Ke Lien first depicts pavilions, forests and fields, and then intermixes five concubines among them, some fishing, some drinking in the wind, some composing poems, and some playing chess and competing with one another. Ke Lian, however, painted Wan Jia in the picture as a servant dressed in short clothes, making tea on the side. The title of the painting is “Five Beauties”.

Although Wanjia was not annoyed by Corinne’s drawing of him as a servant, and even enjoyed the self-deprecating fun, he made use of the subject to try to deduct the payment for the brush strokes. Wanjia gave Ke Lian only one foreign coin as a reward, but Ke Lian was too stingy and argued.

Wanjia, looking like a scoundrel, said to Ko Lin, “I am an official of the 9th rank, am I not qualified to call on a painter? Moreover, you have painted a ninth-ranked official as a lowly person… You have no eyes…” With that, he pushed Ko Lin away, “Go away! I’m being generous by giving you the money, but if you don’t stop talking, you’ll not only lose your money, but you’ll also be prosecuted for insulting an official…”

This Ke Lian is really “pitiful”, facing this kind of rascal behavior of Wan Jia, can only be mute to eat the lotus, self-recognition of bad luck. On the way home, Ke Lian passed by the Temple of the Five Gods, and prayed to the Five Gods with a heart of gold, saying her grievances in a snotty voice, and cursing Wan Jia to suffer retribution.

One night, when Wanjia came home from a drunken night out, his slave led him with a lantern to the center door and then stopped, because Wanjia had made it a rule that slaves could only go as far as the center door.

When Wan Jia stumbled into the courtyard alone, he heard the sound of laughing and joking in Qiu Yue’s room, and the room was brightly lit. Wan Jia was suspicious and quietly walked to Qiu Yue’s window to take a look inside, which instantly made him lose all of his drunkenness and anger.

Wan Jia did not look good, this look actually saw the clothes and pants are faded autumn moon, sitting across a stranger’s lap. The man sat with his back to the window, Wan Jia could not recognize who he was, but look at the man in addition to the body draped in a fox fur, under the empty, white pattered buttocks also kept shaking, even the most stupid people also know what they are doing.

Wan Jia was furious, cursing, while rushing into the room. The man stood up in panic, Wan Jia first saw his crotch holding up a wet prick, and was about to yell at him when Wan Jia froze. Wan Jia saw that the man’s body, appearance is exactly the same as his own, and even the voice and tone of voice is also the same.

The man shouted first: “Where did the demon come from that dares to take my form and try to confuse Autumn Moon?

“Hurriedly turning around and pulling out the hanging sword from the wall, while saying to Qiu Yue, “My married wife was killed by the Wutong God, he must have been the Wutong God disguised as me to come and bully you!”

“Demon, look at the sword!” The man waved a long knife, and rushed towards Wan Jia to kill him, Qiu Yue also copied a stick to help. This Autumn Moon has always been in the river Penny helm, stick let her dance but also handy, tiger wind, the momentum is not inferior to the man.

Wan Jia single-handedly dodged by dodging, panicked and loudly called out: “Qiu Yue don’t believe him, although he looks the same as me, but I’m wearing sheep fur, he’s wearing fox fur, you know I don’t have a fox fur ah!”

Autumn Moon then believed that Wan Jia in sheep fur was her husband, and remembered that she had just been taken advantage of by that man, she couldn’t help but feel ashamed and annoyed, and cursed: “Bastard!” She danced her long stick in an impenetrable manner and turned to attack the man.

“Ha!” The man laughed aloud, grabbed Wan Jia’s collar, and threw Wan Jia out of the room with one pull, then scowled at Qiu Yue and said, “You were really slutty just now, really strong, ha! Ha! Ha!”

As soon as he turned around, he ran out of the room.

When Qiu Yue heard this, she was so furious that she trembled and scolded, “Don’t go, I won’t spare you…” and immediately chased after him.

That said, this Wan Jia was thrown a dog shit, is struggling to get up, unexpectedly not yet stood firm, heard behind the autumn moon a bellowing, and then a burst of hot back, received the autumn moon a stick. Wan Jia is trying to explain, only to realize that he did not know when he was changed into a fox fur, no wonder Qiu Yue will take him as that man.

Wan Jia looked at the autumn moon’s long stick and close to the side, thought to explain again is also a waste of breath, only thirty-six plans to go for the best strategy, otherwise in vain to send a small life is not a waste of money. Wan Jia dodged a stick sideways, crouched on the ground, rolled and crawled, and fled in a mess, causing Qiu Yue to curse and curse behind him because she couldn’t catch up.

Wan Jia fled into the room of Spring Flower in a panic, and Spring Flower is also naked, lying on the bed, shrugged back buttocks, let her back cloaked in mink fur man’s meat stick, from the back of the penetration of her hole. Looking at Chunhua’s body trembling, listening to Chunhua panting rapidly, must be in a state of extreme pleasure.

The sound of Manja’s entrance disturbed the bed, and when Chunghwa saw the intruder, she was so shocked that she forgot to cover herself. “You… you… he… he…” Chunghwa looked at the two identical Wanjia’s, but could not tell whether it was the one she was having sex with or the one who had come in from the outside who was her husband.

The man in sable fur also said the same thing as he did in Qiu Yue’s room: “Where did the demon come from that dares to take my form and try to confuse Chun Hua?” He also turned around and pulled out a hanging sword from the wall, and said to Chunhua: “My married wife was killed by the Wutong God, and he must have been the Wutong God who transformed himself into my form to bully you!”

Worried that Chunghwa would be swayed by his words and help him, Wanjia, in his panic, shouted, “Chunghwa… don’t believe him… he’s the God of the Five Directions… look at the wounds on my face… if I were a demon… how could I have been injured… yah… hee…”

In the midst of the chaos, Manja and the man got into a tussle, and Manja rushed to Chunghwa for help: “Chunghwa… come and help…”

Chunhua seems to believe that a woeful appearance, wearing fox fur people, is really the husband Wanjia, immediately copied the hand of the bench, according to the cloak sable fur man’s head smashed down, as if to be cheated, bullied grievances are out of this smash.

The man twisted his head and rolled over, leaving Chun Hua’s stool empty, and stood up straight in a carp-driven jerk. He laughed and said, “A woman can be a bit wild in bed, but don’t be so aggressive in bed… Drinking…” In the midst of these words, he threw Wan Jia out of the room by her collar, and then turned around and disappeared again.

Wan Jia was thrown rolled far away, the bones of the whole body like to fall apart, just stood up with seven hands and eight feet, and saw Chunhua holding a bench and chased out, pointing and cursing from afar: “You murderous demon, I’ll fight you!”

Only then did Wan Jia suddenly realize that the original fox fur on his body had been replaced with sable fur, and he said, ‘Not good! He said, “No good!” and ran away. Of course, Chunhua at this time is not recognize the clothes, that wearing a mink fur is the demon, see Wanjia want to escape, angry, then the bench off the hand to fly hit and go.

Wan Jia only felt a cracking sound behind him, and before he could think much about it, he was hit on the shoulder by a flying bench. Wan Jia staggered and almost fell down, but he didn’t dare to slow down and fled in a hurry.

Wan Jia ran to the door of Xia Yun’s room, this time he learned his lesson and took a look inside the room before making a decision. Indeed, inside the room there was also a man dressed in wolf fur, with one arm wrapped around the naked Ha-yun, and the other flipping through a book of lascivious erotic paintings, shamelessly discussing which move to use later… At that moment, they heard the noise outside, and the man calmly told Ha-yun, “Don’t be afraid, it’s the God of Wutong, who is good at transforming himself to be exactly like others. I know he is good at changing and becoming exactly the same as others. I’ll meet you first, I’m wearing a wolf fur, if you see a man wearing a sable fur, that’s the Wutong God, you can lure him into the room, and then use a sharp sword to cut off his head, do you know?”

Ha-un replied: “I know… oops… don’t touch anything… ah… ah… mmm… it tickles… mmm…”

The man seemed to be talking deliberately to Wan Jia: “Xia Yun, your pussy is really strong, it gets wet in just a couple of strokes… If it weren’t for me, no one would have been able to cure you…”

Xia Yun gasped, “Uh… ah… stop teasing… ah… thrust in… uh… thrust in… ah… ah… ah… ah… ah… ah… ah… ah… ah… ah… ah… ah… beautiful… ah… so good…” From the pleasurable, trembling moans, I could tell that the two of them were already in a physical alleyway battle.

Wanjia, who was hiding outside, was furious, but did not dare to make a sound. Ran tiptoed away again and walked towards the room of the four seasons, and as usual, he first looked at the movement through the window.

”Yes!” Seeing that Seasons was sleeping peacefully, with no one else around, and nothing strange, Manja entered Seasons’ room with a sense of relief. Manja gently shook Shikki awake and put her index finger to her lips: “Shhhh! Don’t make a sound… just hear me out…” Then Manja told him the whole story of what had happened that night.

Four Seasons was not only surprised to hear this, but also thankful that he did not encounter it. Manja took off her fur and put on a silk jacket; at the same time, she said to the Four Seasons, “Now, you go and secretly inform Chun Hua, Hsia Yun and Qiu Yue that I am now wearing a silk jacket, and that if I meet anyone wearing fur, it must be an incarnation of the Wutong deities…”

Manja pulled out the long sword from the window and handed it to Siji: “If you meet them, cut them down… Also, tell Chunhua and the others to wait for me in the front hall. I’ll freshen up and then go and find your mother to join you… Go now, and be careful…” Siji went away trembling with fear and trepidation.

Wan Jia casually freshened up and examined his injuries, but fortunately they were only minor and not serious. Wan Jia carefully walked to Dong Song’s room, fortunately there was nothing strange along the way.

However, when Vang Pao ran outside Dong Son’s bedroom, he heard the sound of sharpening knives and Dong Son talking: “I am not going to be like Yong, my husband’s first wife, I won’t let the Wutong deities rape me as they please, and if the Wutong deities come here, I’ll kill them with one stroke of my sword…”

Manja heard a voice similar to his own say, “Don’t be afraid, I have beaten him before, didn’t the servant girl say that he was wearing a sheep’s coat? If you see him in that attire, you’ll cut him down…”

Enraged, Wan Jia shouted through the window, “Lady Dongsong, the one lying on your bed is a demon, and I, Wan Jia, am here…”

Dongsong cursed: “You dead monster have the guts to step into the room door, to see if the old lady slaughtered you!”

The man also smiled and said: “You impostor me, really incomprehensible. You are just lustful and horny, and I have a lot of concubines, maidservants, you can choose, why do you need to come to mix the right and wrong, mess up the true face of the mountain?”

As soon as the man finished his sentence, Dongsong let out a cry and threw out a dagger that almost stabbed Wanjia’s shoulder.

Wan Jia quickly ran away, to the front hall but did not see the four seasons with other concubines to come, although he was anxious, but did not dare to act rashly, only crouched and hid in the dark corner of the wall to watch the movement, and did not even dare to close their eyes to rest a little.

It was hard to wait until dawn, Wan Jia did not die, and secretly sneaked into the inner courtyard to eavesdrop, only to hear the concubine’s room are whispering.

Some said, “Don’t go out, the other four houses are all entangled by the five gods, but fortunately we couples are free, so that they don’t have to compete with each other.”

Some of them said, “Their own husbands are still unable to recognize them, and they have been taken over by the five gods; see how foolish those other four women are!”

Some attacked each other, saying, “Neezi is really shameless, why don’t you come to my room to see the real Langjun?” Some admonished their maidservants and maidservants, saying, “Don’t talk nonsense, and don’t offend the five tongues of the four houses.”

I also heard Dongsong’s heckling voice: “How is it? Even the pavilion has been occupied by the five gods, or the old lady treats you Qianfen not thin it!” A moment later, heard the sound of broken clouds and rain in the room, simply lewd and dirty to the extreme.

This time, Wan Jia remembered his favorite Four Seasons, so he hurriedly went to Four Seasons’ bedroom. Wan Jia was outside of Four Seasons’ room, but he couldn’t hear anything, and only after a while did he push the door and enter the room, only then did he see Four Seasons sleeping soundly on the bed, and Wan Jia woke her up in a hurry.

Rubbing her sleepy eyes, Sikyi said with a look of fear, “Yesterday, you asked me to inform the sisters, but as soon as I went out of my room, I don’t know what happened, but I was unconscious, and I didn’t realize until now that I was sleeping here again… What’s going on here? I’m so scared…”

Manja patted Shikki gently and comfortingly, saying, “Don’t be afraid, it’s all right! I’ll be here to protect you… don’t be afraid…”

As she said this, I don’t know whether it was intentionally or unintentionally, but the tender flesh on her breasts rubbed against Wan Jia’s body, causing Wan Jia to be uncomfortable with her itch.

“Hold me… protect me… don’t leave me… mmmm… mmmm…” With her head held slightly high, Seijeul came up with her cherry lips and kissed Manja greedily and passionately for a while.

Wan Jia, who is greedy for beauty, can’t withstand this kind of tender tease, even lust again, seems to have forgotten that he is in danger, the threat has not gone. In the passionate kiss, Wan Jia hands in the four seasons of the body kneading and kneading up, but also slowly peeled off her body clothing.

“Mmm… Master… loves me the most… mmmmmm…” moaned Siji as she was being touched by Vankya, her eyes glistening and her breath weak, “I would rather… um… die… mmmmmm… as long as… Master… mmmmm… the Wutong Shen… comes… mmmmmm…”

Wanjia removed all the clothes on the body of the Four Seasons, and scrutinized her crystal flawless carcass. The small and tender body, with slightly convex breasts in front of the chest, although not enough plump; but lovely. Flat belly lower edge can be seen sparse short hairs, showing that in time, when the melon is ripe, this place is bound to be a dense forest of black bushes.

Wan Jia’s eyes were like fire, staring at the root of Four Seasons’ thighs, the bare and clean pussy lips made her pussy visible, and there was a clitoris sandwiched on the narrow gap, which was just like a crystal pearl and ripe fruit, which made people salivate. Wan Jia couldn’t hold back his impulsive emotions, once he lowered his head, he buried his head between Four Seasons’ spans and stretched his tongue to tease her slit and clitoris.

“Aaah… ah, Master… ah… no… ah… it tickles… hmmm…” With an intense throbbing in her body, Yuji couldn’t help but raise her hips and thrust them up and around, and you could tell that her emotions were already rising rapidly: “Aaah… I can’t stand it… oohhhh… it’s so good… ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah. “

Originally, Wan Jia especially like the four seasons of the kind of half-push half-assertive girl shyness, so five beauty in his love for her unique. However, Wan Jia seems to feel that the four seasons today is different from the usual slutty, although in his heart there is doubt, but at this time in this scene but let him can not think about it, only that may be their own licking pussy work is good; or is the aftermath of the release of the mood of the natural reaction.

“Zip! Zip! Tsk! I can’t imagine… zi! You and your… mother… tsk! Tsk! Both are… tse! …so slutty…” Manja rolled her tongue around busily, and at the same time, squeezed out a muffled sound from the corner of her mouth: “Tsk, tsk! Scream… mmmm… you little slut… mmmm… so fragrant… mmmm… so sweet… tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk… …”

“Aaah… yes… put it… tongue… mmmmmmm… stretch… ah…” I don’t know whether she was encouraged to do so or whether her deep-seated lust was suddenly overpowering, but not only did she twist and turn her body fiercely, but she also clasped her hands and legs together to keep Manja’s face pressed tightly against her pussy, as if she were trying to shove his head all the way up into her pussy.

The lustful fluids from the pussy like a tide, mixed with the fluids left behind by Wanjia when he kissed and licked, not only covered the lower body and buttocks of the Four Seasons, but also stained Wanjia’s face and sideburns, and even flowed downward to moisten a large portion of the mattress lining.

“Mmm… mmm… so comfortable… so good… ah ah ah… I can’t stand it… mmm…” The cries of the Four Seasons grew louder and louder: “Quickly… mmm… lover boy… brother… quickly… stick the rod in… mmm… into… mmm… Quickly… I want to… mmm…”

As soon as Wan Jia saw how slutty and lewd Seasons was, he couldn’t stand it any longer, so he got up slightly and knelt between her legs, lifted his hands from her buttocks, and brought his rod up ready to thrust it in, saying, “Here it comes, it’s going in…”.

Suddenly, there was a commotion from under the bed, and then a naked woman crawled out. Wan Jia fixed his eyes on her, and it made his scalp numb and his body trembled with fear. The one who appeared from under the bed was actually the Four Seasons. Wan Jia quickly looked back and forth between the two Four Seasons in front of him, although their appearance was similar, Wan Jia’s intuition told him that the one who appeared from under the bed should be the real Four Seasons, and the one on the bed must be the demon’s accomplices.

“Khun Luang… you… she…” As Sijiji was slurring his words in shock at the sight, Manja rolled over and jumped out of the bed, pointing at Sijiji on the bed with a smiling face and shouting in a trembling voice, “You… you… who… are… you?”

“Mmm… Khun Luang… just think of me as the Four Seasons, come on… my pussy… it tickles… it tickles…”

The Four Seasons on the bed was fondling her breasts with one hand and rubbing her lower body with the other, in a state of supreme lust, frequently throwing winks at Wan Jia.

If Wan Jia hadn’t decided that she was a demon, how could he let her tease him so much, he would have pounced on her long ago.

The current Wan Jia not only lost all her lust, but also became infuriated and grabbed the bench with her hand, and smashed it on the bed when she shouted angrily. ‘Bang! Bang! The bench hit the bed, but did not see the four seasons on the bed, she just disappeared into thin air.

Wan Jia and Four Seasons, two naked bodies embraced each other and trembled. Such a seductive embrace action, but no one can not stimulate the lustful reverie, Wanjia understood in his heart, even the four seasons did not escape the clutches of the five gods, but he avoided not want to ask the four seasons.

A moment later, Wan Jia heard a man behind the screen scolding: “Wan Jia you are too rude, we are several brothers are five tongs god, and your group of concubines playful, and afraid of your widowhood boredom, so sent the little sister to relieve boredom with you as a companion. Unexpectedly you even want to hurt her, you are really arrogant!”

When Wanjia heard this, she panicked, but now she had to give it all up, so she said, “Since you are a god, you also understand things, right?”

Behind the screen, he replied, “Only beasts don’t know reason!”

Wan Jia said, “That’s right! Then why did God take my concubines when he married my wife Yong?”

Wutong Shen appeared from behind the screen and said with a smile, “What a thing to say!” Then he laughed and said: “Since you are wearing a green turban, you still don’t know who the adulterer is? In the past, the one who forcibly married your wife was a fake of our Wutong God. If you don’t believe me, why don’t you tell me what kind of situation he was in when he came to take over that day?”

So, Wan Jia told in detail how he wielded the sword and slashed at that time, and that man sprinkled silver in the crowd until he welcomed Yong’s and so on.

Hearing this, the Five-Tongued God said, “How is it? If he were really the Five-Tongue God, would he be so afraid of you? Now we are all here, and your sword is also here, so you can try your sword with us, and compare the fake with the real one.” When Wan Jia heard this, he was scared out of his wits and said he didn’t dare.

The Five Tongs God laughed: “Hee! Wanjiaer, if you can provide for us, we will no longer hold a grudge against you, and we can also make you rich.”

As soon as Wan Jia heard that things would not only turn around, but he would also be rich as a result, he respectfully nodded his head and promised with his mouth full. From then on, Wan Jia devoted himself to serving the God of Wutong, and let the God of Wutong enjoy his five beautiful concubines at any time. However, the woman who claimed to be the little sister of the five gods, occasionally asked Wanjia to sleep with her and go to Wushan together, but he thought that she was a demon and evil god, and respectfully refused to do so, which often caused her to leave in dismay.

Maybe it’s really the blessing of the five gods; maybe it’s the absence of the five beauties entangled in the back of the favor, so that Wanjia focus on the business of trading, so Wanjia in the sale of even smooth sailing, day in and day out of the money, so that he counted all day long silver counting to laugh out of mouth.

One night, Wan Jia dreamed of his late wife, Yong’s head full of jewelry, wearing a brocade robe and belt, accompanied by many guards and attendants. Yong wiped her tears and entered the tent, took Wan Jia’s hand and said with infinite emotion: “Wan Lang is really pitiful! The fourth son I married is the real Wutong God, but the one you are serving now is a demon!”

Wan Jia smiled and said, “Even if they really are demons, yet they can make me rich, I would be willing to serve them all day long.”

“No, you are wrong!” Yong shook her head and said with a bitter smile, “They use intercourse with women and put their Yuan Shen in them, so that they are not afraid of swords, guns, fire and water, even if the heaven sends God’s soldiers, they can’t help them. They found you because you have five beautiful concubines, and you fit their number. Luckily, you didn’t have intercourse with that demoness, or else…”

Wanjia listened intently and suddenly interjected, “Or what?”

“In the end, of course, your soul will be destroyed and you will never be able to turn over a new leaf, and…” Yong paused and sighed softly, “Although what you did was really undesirable, and even if you died because of it, it was still a crime that you deserved, but I was thinking of our marriage and I couldn’t bear to see Five Beauties suffer for no good reason, so I begged Shilang to allow me to come here to inform you first, so that you could take early precautions. I begged Shilang to let me inform you first, so that you could take precautions.”

Although Wan Jia did not quite understand Yong’s words, but from the words can feel the seriousness of the situation, and quickly asked: “What will happen in the end? Will I die? Will Wumei die? You have to help me!”

Yong said, “Originally, Si Lang was going to lead the army down to the earth tomorrow to eliminate the demons and subdue them, but according to the plan, it was necessary to kill the body of the demon’s spirit, so that the demon’s spirit would have nothing to rest on before it could be eliminated, and in that case, Wumi would certainly die. Therefore, I would like to ask for your help to save Wumi…”

Wan Jia listened in a cold sweat and asked in a trembling voice, “What am I going to do?”

Yong said, “The God of Heaven acts in a way that seems foolish and straight to mortals, and doesn’t know how to slow down, so he will kill the five beauties first. If you want to save them, you think of ways to make them sleep before midnight tomorrow night, how to do it you think of your own way!”

Wanjia said thank you, see Yong’s turn to go, busy want to pull her to catch up, Yong’s shyly said: “you and I have ended this, do not stay.” A turn will take off in the air, only to hear Yong’s voice from the sky: “If you avoid this calamity, I hope you can do more good deeds, in order to seek blessings, remember to remember!”

Wan Jia woke up from a big dream and memorized what Yong told him in the dream. The next day, Wan Jia secretly added psychedelic drugs to the family’s food and drink. Not only were the five beauties knocked out, but even the servants and maidservants fell asleep in the evening, while he himself lurked in the neighbor’s house.

Late at night, he really heard the sound of swords and knives at his home, the sound of Si Lang fighting and rebuking, overturning tables and chairs, lively and extraordinary. Later, he also heard the four Lang commanded his heavenly soldiers said: “so rampant false five gods, rampage to this point, you if you can all of them captured alive and tied up to offer, will be heavily rewarded.

“The heavenly soldiers responded.

The battle intensified, and suddenly Shiro was heard calling out, “One has escaped, what should we do?

Go back for the present to resume your duties, and think of reconnoitering and capturing them later.” A moment later a sound was heard from the sky of a blowing of conchs and beating of drums, playing a triumphal song for Shiro-dai; and in a moment more the sound was pinned down, and there was a sudden silence.

In the morning, Wan Jia went home and saw that the five beautiful concubines and the servant girls were all still in a coma. Wan Jia rushed to wake them up, but they did not recognize Wan Jia and only cried for their respective husbands.

Wanjia ordered his subordinates to take care of Wumei, and then toured around the home, only to see five small black and white flower dogs at the bottom of the steps, all of them with their heads broken off and bloody, and he thought that these beasts were probably the fake Wutong Shen.

Since then, Wanjia has reorganized his family and has sent doctors to treat his five beautiful concubines, who have recovered from their illnesses one after another. He counted his family’s wealth and only had 1,000 taels of silver left, fearing that he would be unable to make ends meet if he spent too much.

Soon after, Wan Jia suddenly came to his senses, and said to himself proudly, “I am still a member of the ninth rank, I should use my official title as a bowl for food.” So, he took all the 1,000 taels of silver he had saved to bribe the magistrates, and as a result, he was authorized to be the governor of a certain county.

Just arrived at the day, Wan Jia wearing a red and black hat, dressed in official clothes, gongs, four sedan chair roaming the streets, majestic. Just when he was complacent, suddenly there is a black gas, singing whine from the air to run, black gas within a pair of as sunflower fan, and hairy hands into the official sedan chair, quickly strangled the crotch of Wan Jia’s root.

At once, Wanjia felt unable to move his whole body, and a woman’s voice scolded him: “My brothers have treated you well, but why did you help others to kill them wantonly? Even though I am a fake god, I can’t forgive you… and you won’t have sex with me, so what’s the use of keeping it? With that, he removed Manja’s prick with a tight hand and then lifted off into the air with him in his clutches.

Wan Jia was held hostage by the demoness to her cave, the demoness as if intentionally whole him like, day illusion into a naked beauty in front of his eyes swaying around, and sometimes even grabbed some teenagers, in front of him to perform passionate ChunGong play, let him look at the fire of desire to rise, but bitterly no root to be able to give vent to.

And since Wan Jia from the official sedan chair disappeared, disappeared in thin air, although the clamor for a while, but a long time also gradually be forgotten, and nothing to do, but it is his five beautiful concubines suddenly lost, do not know what to do. However, the most difficult to endure is the lust, because since they were false five gods to get after, but also all the time do not think of men, perhaps the aftermath of the natural.

In the end, it was Dongsong, the oldest sister, who had the idea to gather the sisters together and open a brothel called ‘Four Seasons Place’. The listed prostitutes were, of course, Spring Flower, Summer Cloud, Autumn Moon, Winter Pine, and Four Seasons.

In this way, they are really making money and having a good time.

‘Four Seasons Place’! Have you ever been there!

(End of full text) 1999/10/810/8 happens to be my birthday, hehe!

Happy birthday to myself.

And I wish you all the best.