It was past ten o’clock in the evening when Pang Wandan sat silently on the sofa in the disorganized living room. There was a bowl of unchanged instant noodles on the dining table, a white flower on the head of the hostess, and she looked with ghastly seriousness and sadness; it had been half a month since her husband, Gan Guochang, had died in a traffic accident!
Her late husband’s funeral had just been completed, but the undead was haunted by endless nightmares every night, when Guo Chang appeared in front of her, not saying a word and looking at her coldly. She looked up at the wedding photo on the wall, and his cold gaze turned out to be the same as in the dream, like two sharp knives stabbing into her heart.
That night, half a month after their return from the U.S., Wandan and her husband put their differences on ice and went to a movie and drinks together. When Kwok Cheong drove home, the car crashed into a lamppost, then ran down a hill and caught fire, her husband was seriously injured and burned alive, while she escaped from the car just in time.
However, the Kok Cheong in her dream came back to her mind, superimposed with the one in the wedding photo, looking at her coldly, as if spitting out a series of “why” questions.
She felt a chill run down her spine and said to herself, “Why? Why?”
She and her husband immigrated to the U.S. two years ago, thinking one could be a doctor and the other a nurse. Who knew that circumstances had changed and that Kwok Cheong would have to do odd jobs and she would have to do dishwashing? The two couples complained about each other, and her husband was so temperamental that he roughed her up two or three times.
Wan Tan returns to Hong Kong alone with a grudge and meets her old boyfriend Chow Chung. Zhou Song has just been divorced and she is staying in the guest room of his house. That night, they drink beer together, talking to each other and feeling sorry for each other. Alcohol invasion of the body, her face as red as the evening sun, people also casually up, let the beer wet her chest, let the temptation of the breasts more prominent, in her bold smile and closed her eyes, she felt the blouse was pulled up, open your eyes, Zhou Song vigorously remove her clothes, two hands vigorously hold her firm and plump breasts.
She screamed, at the same time seeing that he was already naked, his hard prick sticking upward like a blaster. She was filled with fear, unease, cowering and shame.
“You… I…” She wanted to say, “Don’t mess around, I have a husband,” but only two words came out. Because Chou Song was too fast, he quickly stripped her, lifted her up by one foot, pressed her down on the sofa and kneaded her breasts so hard that she burst into tears in pain.
He kissed her lower back again furiously, the tip of his tongue grinding against her cave. She couldn’t struggle, she couldn’t hit him, and she couldn’t bite him.
“No!” She screamed, but Zhou Song had already possessed her quickly. The moment he penetrated deep into her flesh, Wandan only felt sorry for her husband. She tried to struggle against him, but as his fiery rod drove long and hard and touched her pussy nucleus, her face was hot and spicy, whether it was the pain of Guochang hitting her face or the shame of stealing sex, she didn’t know anymore, she just hugged him tightly, tearing and grinding and roaring at each other with him like a wild animal.
When they were both dripping with sweat, her orgasm came and she moaned, but he pulled out one of her pubic hairs and made her squeal like a pig. At that point he let out too, and she went back to moaning like she was just now.
Since that red herring, Wandan returned to the United States and forgave her husband for his rudeness. Guochang didn’t beat her again either, but there was a mocking smile at the corners of his mouth from time to time.
When the car rolled down the hill and caught fire, she climbed out of the car, seriously injured husband has been unable to make a sound, cold look at her. She seemed to understand the meaning of his eyes in a flash, he already knew that his wife out of the wall, this is her dream or drink spit the truth, or her strange behavior told him?
She thought: she had already stolen her husband, so why risk her life to save him when she no longer accepted him?
Originally, her husband would not have died if she had just opened the driver’s side door, unbuckled him, and pulled him out of the car. But she didn’t do it. Was it the shame of stealing a man that made her not want to see her husband again?
It was eleven o’clock late at night when the doorbell rang, and it was Li Zhixin, a male classmate of Wandan’s from the university. He consoled the hostess, saying that death cannot bring back life, and told her not to be too sad. But she clearly felt that this was only superficial diplomacy, that his eerie gaze penetrated her heart, that he knew her hidden secrets, and that his threatening words were constantly being reinforced.
Wandan lit a cigarette and folded her legs like a self-sacrificing whore. She angrily preemptively said, “It is true that I am not sad that he died! He was the one who said immigrants, he was the one who sent bad luck, he was the one who beat me up, and he was the one who stepped out first and fooled around with foreign girls!”
Li Zhixin curiously looked at the young woman who was caught up in her exhaustion and asked, “He’s playing with the ghost sister? How do you know that?”
“He told me about it once when he was drunk. That ghost girl was only twenty.”
Wandan elaborates on her former husband’s drunken self-reporting:
The ghost girl was a college student who had asked me me for directions and later borrowed money from me. She followed me home. She was wearing nothing but shorts and a tank top, and as she entered the house her hips swung, swept towards my lower back, looked back at his bulging dick and smiled.
She shocked me with her boldness by vigorously removing her tank top, shaking her two big white tits and approaching me, forcing off my pants. With one hand, she gripped my non-root and pulled me into the room. I eagerly peeled off my ghost sister’s shorts, vigorously gripped and grabbed her huge tits, and dug my fingers hard into her tiny hole.
Ghost sister even screamed, pushed away from me, big dance twisted waist, two strong wave wildly beating like a drum, long blonde hair flying like a crazy woman. She was on the bed in a pose, such as the Japanese kneeling but thighs open, body backward two hands pressed back on the bed, pink thighs white flash, to the sky rage towering thirty-eight inches of huge breasts such as two sleeping volcanoes.
I knelt in the center of her legs, prick first in the ghost sister’s pit on the rubbing, she yi wow ghost screaming out of the lewd water, in her full-body commotion when I fully inserted, took possession of her, a double dragon out of the sea hard to grab three-quarters of each breast, lending a wildly pumping thrusting. Ghost sister and laughing and screaming, moaning like a female ghost cried out. Gradually, the ghost sister two feet from the vibration and become twitching, as if in pain. Hands lost the power to support and lie down on their backs, two feet straight like a corpse.
She moaned and jerked in agony, turning from side to side and being held down by me so hard that she couldn’t move. The ghost girl screamed for help, while I bit her tits and ejaculated into her.
The ghost girl hugged me tightly with excitement and kept sucking on my nipples.
Recounting her late husband, Mr. Kam Kwok-cheong, who had fooled around with an American girl during his lifetime, Wan Dan said with lingering anger, “It’s so shameless! He did that kind of thing and he didn’t even have the shame to brag about it in front of me. So I hated him. In that traffic accident, I got out of the car and took my handbag, which had a cell phone in it. If I had called 999 right away, the fire truck and ambulance would have arrived within five minutes, maybe Kwok Cheong wouldn’t have died, but I didn’t! Why not? Because I was so scared and angry at the same time, as if the lewd laughter of the ghost sister had suddenly appeared and was very piercing! I didn’t kill him with my own hands, but I watched his demise with my own eyes!”
She was so excited that her breasts rose and fell, as if they were about to burst out of her clothes. She looked at her husband’s picture on the wall and was filled with fear. Her heart is very weak and she needs a man to comfort her. She hoped that Li Zhixin would say to her, “It’s not your fault. At that time, you came back from the dead, and you are a woman, so you must have been overly frightened, and your thoughts were so confused, how could you think of making a phone call?”
Wandan looked at him with pleading eyes, suddenly surprised to find that the buttons of her shirt had been undone, and her devilishly tantalizing breasts popped out, firm and jiggling.
“What are you… doing?” Surprised, she tried to button back her shirt, but her breasts had already been captured, and he was holding one in each hand. She struggled to look at him, but when she met his gaze, his eyes were like dissecting knives, plunging into her body, expressing her suspicion. It was as if he were saying, “It’s cold-blooded of you to let your husband burn alive without help when a car is involved in an accident and unknown passersby would have saved him!”
She was horrified and filled with a sense of guilt. But the complexity of his eyes only indicated his suspicion, how much he still believed in her powerlessness at the time, how she wanted him to be absolutely convinced, she had no way of doing so.
Li Zhixin let go, picked her up and entered the room, placed her on the bed, stripped her naked, and then undressed himself. There was also a wedding photo of her hanging in the room. Lying on her back on the bed, she felt her late husband’s cold gaze, and Li Zhixin’s sly smile, she was under double pressure, when she felt something strange in her lower body, it seemed that her late husband suddenly stepped out of the photo, standing in front of the bed, angrily scolding her for being a whore who killed her husband and stole from him! When she realizes that Li Zhixin’s genitals are trying to enter her lower body, she goes crazy and struggles. But when she climbed up, she was pulled by his hair and shoved between his legs, and his penis was pushed into her mouth.
Wandan’s hatred and resistance to her late husband makes her suddenly change her mind and let him abuse her. Since Guochang considered her depraved, let’s be thorough! She vigorously sucked on his prick, and her firm and hot breasts pressed against his thighs, causing him to have an immediate urge to defecate, but she immediately spat out the non-root and slid down to the floor, with the upper half of her body still lying on the bed.
Li Zhixin forced to endure for a while, then get out of bed. Wandan did not pay attention to her, just maliciously looking at the wall of the wedding photo of her late husband’s last photo sneer, as if to say: “Now you die, even more have no right to interfere with my freedom! Haha! I’ll just make love to another man and show you! She has no lustful impulses, only hate in her heart, even forgetting the existence of Li Zhixin.
He stood behind her, raised her plump buttocks, and thrust his prick slowly into her cunt, pumping her cunt powerfully. But Wandan did not move at all. She looked at a large mirror above the bed, in which she was already sweating profusely and her hair was wet. Her pair of strong breasts were bouncing wildly, while she was just maliciously talking to herself about her late husband’s last picture, as if saying, “I’ve seduced a man, you’re mad at me!”
Li Zhixin said beside her ear, “Your husband fucked the ghost sister in bed, you can’t let the ghost sister be sluttier than you!”
Yan Dan really seemed to see her late husband Guo Chang fooling around with his ghost sister on the bed, the fire of jealousy was burning, and he was gripping her waist with his two hands, which made her excited at once. Her upper body was like a water snake swimming in the water, in the middle of his forceful grasp, she shook her body frantically, her big white tits jumped wildly, like a gust of wind, making countless fruits on the trees fall down.
She gasped and whimpered, her heavy, inverted tits full of glistening water droplets, turning into various shapes as he gripped them, the droplets turning into juice, as if they were squirting milk. Because they were so wet and slippery, the tits in his grip slipped away again.
Wandan let out a sighing moan.
Li Zhixin to three or four times a second of high-speed to her wild insertion, so that she issued a cry like screams, open mouth inhalation like a dog, he was in the middle of the advancement of the two hands and grabbed the waist to touch the milk, she could not help but yell: “Ouch! I’m dead! You, you do not so vigorously ah!”
At this point, her whole body rose in paroxysms of vibrations and convulsions, and she fell back on the bed in an orgasm of great excitement and convulsions of great agony. He pulled her onto the bed so that she was pressed against him, and his prick automatically slid into her cunt and ejaculated into her. He kissed her furiously, gripping and squeezing her breasts hard, even biting the tips hard.
Wandan just lay back and let him do whatever he wanted, lying on top of him gasping for breath, as the painful convulsions gradually disappeared, her ashen face turned redder and redder, and she smiled evilly as she enjoyed the aftermath of the pleasure.
When Li Zhixin fell asleep, Wan Dan could not sleep, she got up and lit a cigarette. She didn’t understand why she had made love to him. Was it the revelation of her lustful nature, or the lingering hatred for her late husband, or the emptiness and confusion inside her?”
She looked around with anxiety, her eyes rested on a 20-inch wedding photo on the wall, her husband Guochang looked at her with resentment, which made her shiver, Pang Wandan looked at her naked body, and a sleeping man on the bed, she said to herself, “You have fallen!”
On her crying and laughing face, she took a drag on her cigarette and maliciously puffed smoke at the photo. Something strange suddenly appeared. Gan Guochang came out from the photo and sat down in front of her. A horrible and mysterious shock prevented her from making a sound or moving. On the other hand, a kind of death-defying duel made her fearless and calm. The eyes of the two couples were at war. And he spoke at last, “The most poisonous of women, you kill without a knife, without having to do it yourself, too clever, but too shameful!”
Wandan, like a whore who has been through the ages, her huge snow-white and attractive breasts were particularly obscene, she spat out one smoke ring after another, and said with her small mouth flattened, “You said that I killed you in that automobile accident! May I ask who was driving the car? It was you! Who crashed the car? It was also you! As for me, why didn’t I unbuckle you and pull you out of the car? Why didn’t I call for help? I was already in shock, and I’m a woman!”
“People are capable of superpowers in times of life and death; a breathless woman can move a closet heavier than her out of the way to save her son in a fire. But you! You didn’t! Because you no longer love me! There is one thing that proves more than anything else that you deliberately murdered me!”
“I deliberately murdered you!” She laughed wildly as the cigarette butt fell and burned her breasts, and her two big white tits struggled like monsters in a frenzy that made her weak and guilty and feel like a slut.
“That night, we made love and went to the movies and then went drinking. You knew I was drinking, but you didn’t stop me from driving, clearly waiting for an accident and cursing my death!”
Wandan’s heart skipped a beat and she was lost in thought. That night, her husband begged her to forgive him for fooling around with the ghost sister, and he wouldn’t care if she had ever cuckolded him. He wanted her to forget the past and make a fresh start. His sincerity did move her, so much so that when Kwok Cheong frantically stripped off her clothes, she was no longer disgusted, but rather a little excited, vigorously gripping his non-root, its incomparable heat, thickness and hardness made the corners of her mouth smile evilly, her whole body was burned by the heat and exploded, her face was full of twisted pain and excitement of the maniacal smile, big breasts bouncing wildly as a whining woman cheating on him, and his sharp spear took over the city in one go and vigorously She closed her eyes to meet his passionate kisses, and both of them fell on the bed, just when she had a slight pleasure, Guo Chang had already ejaculated. So her nails into his hips, ass like snakebite swing, orgasm also appeared soon, she moaned and can not help biting into his shoulder, her husband also at the same time, holding her huge breasts, they entered the realm of heaven and man at the same time, can not distinguish between you and me!
This is her second spring. She and her husband went to see a set of great literary tragedies, in which the hero was seduced by a beautiful woman and did something wrong to his wife. Later, although his wife forgave him, he was killed by guilt in a drunken car driving off a cliff, and both Kok-chang and she cried, and also looked at each other and smiled, and the old grudges were all cleared up.
Then they went to a bar for a drink, and a hot blonde with a drunken flirtation with Kok Cheong, who held his wife’s hand and said to her, “No beautiful woman in the world can bewitch me now!”
Late at night, her husband prepares to drive her home. A half-drunk Wandan tries to stop Kwok Cheong from driving, but a drunken hallucination shows Kwok Cheong and a ghost girl fooling around in the car. In the movie, the male lead is unfaithful to his wife, the blonde in the bar jumps out of her dress, and Kwok Cheong sucks on her breasts.
“Wandan, shall we take a cab, or shall I drive?” Guochang asked.
“You drive, I trust you!” She felt the alcohol in her voice. Then the car crashed, caught fire, and the husband was burned alive.
As Wan Tan remembers this, KAM Kwok-cheong has disappeared. He returns to the wedding photo and stares at her resentfully.
She looked at Li Zhixin on the bed, and her completely naked self. Looking at the tears on her magnificent breasts, she looked out the window at the stars in the sky and asked, “Am I really my husband’s killer?”