No one can withstand Dirk Carter's "advances".
Not even the self-righteous Gwendolyn Lewis.
After a bout of teasing.
Gwendolyn's resisting hands softened.
Like a thirst, continuously craving more.
Simultaneously,
Dirk Carter's hands weren't idle either.
His fingers kept teasing the pink grapes, sotis light, sotis heavy, sotis slow, sotis fast.
With this dual stimulation, Gwendolyn began to make soft 'mmm mmm mmm' sounds in her throat.
The ti was ripe.
His right hand left the summit and directly clutched her thigh, lifting up her skirt.
Then, little by little, he ventured into the deepest part.
When his fingertips crossed the edge of her panties and faced the dense forest, that sticky and moist sensation beca clear.
Seizing the victory.
By now, Dirk Carter knew that Gwendolyn's primal desire had been awakened.
He didn't want to think too much either.
As he was about to pull away the last "fig leaf", Gwendolyn shivered.
She quickly covered the triangle with her hand.
Murmured, "Mm... not there..."
Not there?
What's not possible?
There's no woman Dirk Carter can't handle.
His mouth was busy while saying, "Just a touch, I promise I won't go in."
This kind of deceptive talk always works on won.
Actually, it's not that it works.
It's just that won need an excuse to let go.
Sure enough.
Gwendolyn released her hand, murmuring, "Just a touch."
Dirk Carter didn't hesitate.
With a strong pull.
The black lace panties were tugged down to her calves.
And in that split second of opening and closing.
Dirk Carter's finger brushed against the dew on the petals and then slipped inside.
Gwendolyn's body, as if struck by a heavy blow, arched up, then let out a long breath, burying her head in Dirk Carter's chest, with soft moans sounding continuously.
After so teasing, it was already a flood, unstoppable.
Dirk Carter also knew the ti was right.
He quickly withdrew, leaned to the side, and said, "Alright, I said just a touch and that's it, I keep my word."
From fullness to void, within just a blink.
She curled up her body, sat in the corner, and that feeling, unspeakably uncomfortable.
Like countless little bugs crawling ssily on her heart, her rationality was completely overridden by desire.
She grasped Dirk Carter's hand, with a plaintive voice, "I want, give it to , give it to fast..."
"We just agreed, didn't we, to stop at the right mont."
Dirk Carter said.
Gwendolyn couldn't care about much anymore.
Her hands trembling, she busied herself at Dirk Carter's belt, trying to take off his pants.
"We agreed, right? Now it's got nothing to do with , it's you who wants it, not forcing you."
Dirk Carter said.
Gwendolyn swallowed and said, "Yes, it's who wants it, I want it, give it to , give it to fast..."
There's nothing more to say then.
With Dirk Carter's help, the pants ca off.
Gwendolyn, as if finally finding water in a dry desert, quickly spread her legs and sat atop.
When the soft, gentle splash sound was heard.
She tilted her neck back, taking a long breath.
That full feeling returned once again.
Inside the small car cabin,
The atmosphere imdiately turned romantic and amorous.
The car also began to sway rhythmically.
Making the already deep sunken car tires sink even deeper.
That night, Dirk Carter unleashed his masculine essence with all his might.
Drenched Gwendolyn's dry land thoroughly.
By dawn, when a fellow villager passed by and knocked on the car window, Gwendolyn's panties were nowhere to be found.
Dirk Carter, in a few words, explained the situation to the fellow villager.
The villager, upon hearing it, was quite enthusiastic.
Promptly gathered a few villagers and a mule, with imnse effort, finally pulled the car out of the muddy ground.
Dirk Carter also gave them so money, profusely thanked them, and then drove onto another road.
But this ti, it wasn't Dirk Carter driving, it was Gwendolyn.
When they arrived at Tigron Hill Township, it was close to noon.
Hearing that the two were stranded in the wilderness all night,
The township head Fergus Vincent was quite anxious, quickly arranging lunch for the two, and after lunch, arranged a room for them to shower.
After wards, he personally accompanied the two to Tigron Hill Elentary School.
On the way, Fergus Vincent told Dirk Carter that being the poorest and most remote township in Kenton County, Tigron Hill Elentary School actually had very few students left.
All six grades combined had only about a hundred students.
Because it's remote and the conditions are poor,
No teacher is willing to co here to teach.
Tigron Hill Township had submitted reports to the county's education bureau multiple tis, but the issue hadn't been resolved.
Upon hearing this,
Dirk Carter paused and asked, "Tigron Hill Elentary School has no teachers?"
Fergus Vincent nodded and said, "There have been no teachers for a long ti, later we found a middle school student to serve as a temporary teacher for a while, but that's not a solution, luckily, about half a month ago, a volunteer teacher arrived, we thought the school could operate, but then the school building collapsed."
"The school building collapsed, why didn't you repair it?"
Gwendolyn, who had been silent, interjected.
Fergus Vincent sighed.
He said, "Director Lewis, you might not know, this is the situation in our township, there's simply no funding, we invited you two leaders over hoping you could consider if it's possible to allocate so funds from the education bureau to renovate the school building."
"The bureau also doesn't have…"
Gwendolyn was about to refuse.
Dirk Carter glared at her.
Usually headstrong, Gwendolyn, seeing Dirk Carter's eyes, surprisingly kept her mouth shut and with an obedient look, too.
This shows that,
No woman cannot be tad, as long as you give "enough".
If once isn't enough, then twice.
If twice isn't enough, then thrice.
Of course, quality must be higher than quantity.
Especially for a woman like Gwendolyn, whose spouse is away for long periods for work, surely she has needs too, the n around her either don't asure up or are unapproachable, Dirk Carter in every aspect, is no less than her husband.
Plus, in certain aspects far surpassing her husband, naturally, she would be completely submissive.
"Mayor Zhao, let's first visit the elentary school to understand the situation, then we can discuss specific issues afterwards."
Dirk Carter said.
Fergus Vincent nodded repeatedly and said, "Okay, Director Carter."
About ten minutes later,
The car stopped at the entrance of Tigron Hill Elentary School.
A section of crumbly yellow adobe wall, with no gate.
A wooden sign hung at the entrance, with the hand-written words "Tigron Hill Elentary School".
Walking inside, it's even more shabby.
No need to ntion the schoolyard, it hasn't been paved at all, over ti due to children running, it's beco very smooth, but it's imaginable, on rainy days, this playground becos a disaster.
In front of them stood an aging school building.
The walls mottled and peeling, so classrooms with broken doors and windows, the right side wall of the school building, perhaps due to years of disrepair, had completely collapsed, the two floors of classrooms were completely unusable.
"Originally there were six classrooms, now these two are unusable, the remaining students have moved to the other four classrooms, but it's not a long-term solution, we dare not let the kids stay in such classrooms for lessons."
Fergus Vincent said with concern.
Indeed, it was too run-down.
The county abandoned schools for a decade might be better than this school in front of us.
Dirk Carter felt a pang of heartache.
Pulling Gwendolyn aside, he asked, "You said you've been here before, so why hasn't this issue been resolved? Could it be you didn't see it?"
Gwendolyn said, "Director Carter, it's not that I didn't see it, you can ask Mayor Fergus, the last ti I ca, I reported to the bureau…"
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