0116 125 Foreplay "Part 2"
Pei Zhiyu subconsciously closed her eyes. Zhou Xiye chuckled softly and tilted his head to kiss Pei Zhiyu's lips. Almost immediately, Pei Zhiyu reacted between her legs. The hard, swollen penis rubbed against Zhou Xiye's vulva through the thin pants. She was somewhat excited. Zhou Xiye hugged Pei Zhiyu's neck and moved his waist back and forth. This movement was like clearing blood vessels, and sticky fluid flowed from between her labia.
Their sexual activity was limited to the weekends when Pei Zhiyu came to visit Zhou Xiye. It happened quite frequently, sometimes lasting all day on Saturdays. On Sundays, they would lie naked in bed, doing nothing, chatting when they were awake, and sleeping when they were tired, putting all their work aside.
But Zhou Xiye usually just enjoys the moment; he hasn't taken the initiative in a long time.
Pei Zhiyu was aroused by her actions and couldn't contain his passion. He wrapped his arms around Zhou Xiye's waist, tilted his head back, and searched for her lips. Zhou Xiye leaned down and their lips met, igniting a fiery passion. He could taste that the red wine in her mouth tasted exactly the same as the one in his own.
This is what married couples are like.
The moment the thought crossed his mind, Pei Zhiyu unconsciously tightened his grip, pulling Zhou Xiye into a tight embrace, leaving no gap between them. Zhou Xiye's breasts pressed against his chest, causing a slight pain. Instinctively, Zhou Xiye braced herself against his chest.
Pei Zhiyu bit down harder, her mouth pressing down hard on Zhou Xiye's lips until the taste of blood spread in her mouth. Only then did Pei Zhiyu slowly release her grip. Zhou Xiye frowned, her fingers crawling like venomous snakes into Pei Zhiyu's hair. Before she could even apply any pressure, she felt a warm, feather-like sensation on her lips.
Pei Zhiyu stuck out his tongue and carefully licked the spot where Zhou Xiye had been bitten. Zhou Xiye's emotions were calmed by him. He patted Pei Zhiyu's head, comforting him and telling him that it was enough and it was time to start the main course.
He received Zhou Xiye's message, and his hand gently slid down, slipping inside the black dress, moving inch by inch along the inner thigh. The next second, Pei Zhiyu froze; Zhou Xiye wasn't wearing underwear.
Zhou Xiye turned his head and kissed his cheek, then kissed down, gently scraping his Adam's apple with his fingers. Pei Zhiyu's penis swelled up, feeling uncomfortable being trapped in his underwear.
Their breathing grew heavier. Pei Zhiyu hurriedly pulled down his pants, not even having time to take off his underwear, and released his penis from the side. The edge of his underwear was digging into his shaft, and Pei Zhiyu's forehead was covered in sweat. Zhou Xiye couldn't help but laugh, and his hand went down to kiss Pei Zhiyu's cheek. "Don't worry, I'll help you."
Zhou Xiye touched Pei Zhiyu's underwear and reached behind her, saying, "Lift your butt up a bit, and I'll help you take it off."
Pei Zhiyu stood up, carrying Zhou Xiye, and placed her on the dining table. Zhou Xiye leaned back, bracing herself on the table with her hands, her legs wrapped around Pei Zhiyu's waist, her insteps rubbing against his back and waist. Pei Zhiyu pressed down on her, roughly pulling down his pants. His glans was already leaking pre-ejaculate. Pei Zhiyu swept everything off the table and pressed his entire body against hers.
With his penis finding its way, Pei Zhiyu pushed it in, found the entrance, and slowly inserted it.
Zhou Xiye's vagina was very wet. Pei Zhiyu thrust in, and with a "smack," the love juice smeared on his penis. Both of them let out a satisfied sigh. Zhou Xiye could feel the veins throbbing on his hard penis, and Pei Zhiyu could feel Zhou Xiye tightly wrapped around him. They became one.
The next moment, Pei Zhiyu moved, the sound of water filling the air. Zhou Xiye closed his eyes, wrapped his arms around Pei Zhiyu's neck, and experienced the most primal pleasure brought by sex.
Pei Zhiyu would occasionally lick Zhou Xiye's ear and kiss her cheek. One hand was on the table, while the other kneaded Zhou Xiye's breasts. Her black dress wasn't completely off; it was just slightly askew, revealing her breasts, which were very alluring. Pei Zhiyu was mesmerized by her gaze. She lowered her head and took one of the nipples into her mouth, her tongue swirling around it, her teeth gently rubbing it.
Zhou Xiye couldn't help but let out a muffled groan; she was enjoying it.
The sounds of their lovemaking echoed in the restaurant. A moment later, at the crucial moment, Zhou Xiye's cell phone rang in her briefcase. Hearing the sound, Zhou Xiye opened her eyes. "Wait a minute..." her voice was hoarse. Pei Zhiyu wasn't going to stop; was business more important than him?
He thrust even harder from below.
Zhou Xiye raised his hand and patted Pei Zhiyu's head. "Carry me over there."
Pei Zhiyu kissed him deeply, while his phone kept ringing. Zhou Xiye stretched out his legs, clamping them around his waist, suspending him in mid-air. The force was a bit too strong, and his penis went in too deep. Pei Zhiyu couldn't hold back and ejaculated.
One wave after another, Zhou Xiye tried to push him away, but Pei Zhiyu grabbed her and they walked towards the sofa, him pushing against her as they went. The phone had long since stopped ringing. Zhou Xiye was laid flat on the sofa, and he took her briefcase and handed it to her.
Zhou Xiye took his phone out of his bag and glanced at it. The caller was Ling Xingzhi.
Pei Zhiyu withdrew his penis from her body, ejaculating deeply. It took a while for his semen to flow out. Zhou Xiye turned off her phone and looked at him, saying, "We don't have time to have children right now."
"Okay, I'll be more careful next time," he stood up, took off his pants, and pulled out a few sheets of paper from the coffee table. His penis was still covered in sticky fluid and semen, which was dripping down. He didn't care about that. He took the paper, spread Zhou Xiye's legs apart, and wiped her clean.
Just as she finished wiping, Zhou Xiye's phone rang again. She rolled over, lay face down on the sofa, and looked back at Pei Zhiyu. "I'll take this call. It's Ling Xingzhi calling."
Pei Zhiyu threw down the paper in her hand, "Okay..."
Zhou Xiye answered the phone, but before she could speak, Pei Zhiyu straddled her from behind, slapped her buttocks, spread her buttocks apart, and squeezed his penis inside, filling her completely with the semen that had not yet finished flowing out.
"Secretary Zhou, was there something you needed just now?"
Ling Xingzhi's voice came from beside her ear. Pei Zhiyu pulled hard from behind, and Zhou Xiye bit her lip, gripping the pillow tightly. "I was taking a shower just now and didn't hear you... Mayor Ling, is there something you need?"
"You just said you wanted me to go on this inspection trip with you. Is there some political motive behind that?"
Pei Zhiyu thrust slowly and deliberately from behind, and not satisfied, he pulled Zhou Xiye's buttocks up, making her kneel on the sofa. You see, Zhou Xiye usually hates being penetrated from behind, so Pei Zhiyu could take advantage of this. With one leg on the ground and the other on the sofa, he held Zhou Xiye's buttocks and thrust nine times shallowly and once deeply.
Zhou Xiye took a deep breath, "There's no political motive involved. You just need to come with me and be a decorative figure..."
"You're trying to use me again?" Ling Xingzhi felt that going to investigate was just another way of dragging him into trouble. Relying on his background, no one dared to touch him, just like the negotiation with Luo Yiming that time, using him.
Instead of hearing Zhou Xiye's reply, Ling Xingzhi heard a series of "slap-slap" sounds. He frowned, wanting to ask if Zhou Xiye was applying a face mask, but the next second, Zhou Xiye's muffled groan reached his ears, and Ling Xingzhi immediately bristled.
"Zhou Xiye, are you fucking crazy?"
Zhou Xiye laughed, unable to hold back any longer, "It was clearly...you...who called...What? Don't you like hearing it?"
Upon hearing Zhou Xiye's words, Pei Zhiyu thrust hard, snatched Zhou Xiye's phone, and tried to hang up, but Ling Xingzhi had already hung up. It was at this moment that Zhou Xiye climaxed, and Pei Zhiyu threw aside the phone, ignoring her arched back, and thrust in hard.
"What do you mean? You two slept together?"
Zhou Xiye struggled to regain her senses amidst the climax, and upon hearing Pei Zhiyu's question, she knew she probably wouldn't be able to sleep all night.
Ling Xingzhi hung up the phone and slapped it on the desk. Wei Luochen happened to walk in; she was wearing a red dress and looked very beautiful.
"What's wrong?" Wei Luochen asked.
Ling Xingzhi shook his head, turned his head to the side, and exhaled through his nose, "Why aren't you asleep so late?"
Wei Luochen took a few steps forward. "I'm waiting for you..." Her gaze shifted to Ling Xingzhi's crotch, where it bulged. Wei Luochen wanted to laugh. She had overheard Ling Xingzhi calling Zhou Xiye outside the door. Pei Zhiyu had arrived, and the two were undoubtedly enjoying their lovemaking.
Wei Luochen couldn't help but laugh. "Mayor Ling, Ling Xingzhi, how come I didn't know you could get hard just from listening to other people's wives moan in bed?" She walked from beside the desk to Ling Xingzhi's side, slowly squatted down, and placed her hand on Ling Xingzhi's knee. "Let me help you?"
Ling Xingzhi glanced at Wei Luochen but didn't say anything. Wei Luochen took this as an agreement, so she reached out and gave her a hard squeeze on her long-missed territory. The next second, Ling Xingzhi grabbed her wrist.
"I'm not feeling well yet, I'm going to sleep."
Wei Luochen was taken aback, then frowned at him, "Am I really that disgusting to you?"
Ling Xingzhi didn't explain much, stood up and walked out, saying, "I'm going to take a shower, you go back to your room first."
Wei Luochen slowly sat down on the floor. There was a blanket on the floor, so it wasn't cold, but her heart was cold. They hadn't made love in a long time. She was an adult; she had physical needs. But Ling Xingzhi had also been celibate for so long. Since Kong Lingqi left, he hadn't had sex. Could Ling Xingzhi really endure it?
The bathroom was filled with steam. Ling Xingzhi took off his clothes and stood in front of the mirror looking at his body. His muscles were clearly defined. Although he didn't have obvious abs, the shape of six-pack abs was vaguely visible. His penis was still erect, proud and proud.
He raised his hand and wiped the mirror clean, revealing well-developed muscles in his groin. He turned to the side, looking at his pert buttocks, and thought of how Zhou Xiye would sometimes slap him a couple of times during sex.
Thinking of this, Ling Xingzhi's Adam's apple bobbed. He picked up a cigarette from the sink, squinted, and lit it. Looking at his naked body, he inexplicably thought of his youthful debauchery, how many women had knelt before his penis, looking up at him, their mouths filled with his penis, as if it were the most delicious thing in the world.
They savored it, they longed for it.
Savoring him, yearning for him, at that time Ling Xingzhi was confident, even if he had no money, those women would be willing to kneel down and eat his chicken.
But Zhou Xiye was different. Ling Xingzhi took a drag of his cigarette and exhaled. He didn't like forcing people, and Zhou Xiye didn't like giving him oral sex, so he had forced her. Even if Zhou Xiye retaliated against him later, he didn't regret it. Ling Xingzhi laughed.
Things are different now. The way they look at him is not just about physical attraction, but also about their desire for his power.
What a joke! Does sucking a dildo make a man give up power to a woman? To put it bluntly, dicks come in all sizes, but vaginas don't have that many distinctions. They're all the same in the dark. What kind of vagina can sell for such a high price that he would willingly give up power?
Ling Xingzhi pressed the cigarette butt against the glass, his gaze highly strategic.
Even if that thing were made of gold, it wouldn't work.
Ling Xingzhi held the extinguished cigarette butt in his palm, but then he thought that if Zhou Xiye were to sell it, he might consider giving up some power for her.
Of course, that's just a small point.
Feeling mentally satisfied, Ling Xingzhi looked down at his younger brother and sighed. It had been a long time since he had used his hand to relieve himself. He closed his eyes, thinking of Zhou Xiye's appearance and her moans from earlier, and masturbated a few times. Then he pressed his glans against the mirror, the coldness making him shudder, and his semen involuntarily spurted out.
It sprayed all over the mirror.
With that little bit of semen still on his penis, Ling Xingzhi drew a smiley face on the mirror. He hadn't had sex in so long, and there was so much semen that he ended up wiping his penis clean with a piece of paper and throwing it in the trash.
Satisfied, Ling Xingzhi put on a bathrobe and went out barefoot.
The light was still on. A moment later, Wei Luochen tiptoed in and saw the mirror reflecting his reflection, as well as the only piece of trash in the wastebasket.
She hesitated for a long time before walking to the trash can and picking out the still-warm piece of paper.
As Pei Zhiyu penetrated Zhou Xiye from behind, she answered his questions. The two continued until dawn. Zhou Xiye was extremely tired, and she fell asleep during Pei Zhiyu's final thrust. However, Pei Zhiyu had nothing left to ejaculate; his white semen had become transparent.
Pei Zhiyu covered Zhou Xiye with the blanket, got up and went to the kitchen to pour himself a glass of water. He inadvertently glanced at the wooden carving in the corner of the dining room, put down the glass and went over.
He picked up the wood carving, examined it carefully, and after making sure the camera inside still had power, put it back in its original place.
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