In the luxurious and comfortable living room, Sun Zhe gently laid Zhu Yan down on the sofa.
Looking at the unparalleled beauty before him, the Yang Qi within him began to stir uncontrollably.
His manhood, which had just found release before dinner, was suddenly back at full strength, its hardness jumping from a one to a four!
Zhu Yan glanced at the large tent he was pitching and said coquettishly, "You little wolf, are you thinking naughty thoughts again?"
Sun Zhe replied, "Stepmom... you’re just too captivating. Every ti I see you, I can’t help but want to do bad things with you."
"..."
For tonight’s revelry, Zhu Yan had clearly taken the ti to dress up ticulously while she was upstairs.
Her two long, slender legs were encased in sheer white pantyhose, a pair she had never worn before.
The thigh area above her knees was so sheer that it was hard to tell she was wearing anything at all unless one looked closely. Below the knees, however, the pantyhose were adorned with intricate lace patterns, lending an air of mysterious sexiness to her already beautiful legs and even giving them a celestial quality.
In the quiet that followed, Sun Zhe admired the exquisite woman before him and suddenly called out, "Stepmom."
"Hm? What is it?"
Sun Zhe shook his head with a smile. "I used to really like you."
Zhu Yan asked, "And now?"
Sun Zhe suddenly stripped off his clothes and pounced on her, completely naked. "Now I like you even more!"
"Ah, you little devil, be gentle..."
Sun Zhe pressed his weight down on her soft, fragrant body. One hand caressed her smooth, exposed abdon, while the other reached for her chest and roughly flipped aside her snow-white demi-bra.
Her two round, full breasts spilled out, wobbling in the open air!
Two deep red points blood like winter plums in the snow, utterly enticing.
"Stepmom, you look so pure in white."
"And do you like it?"
"I love it."
Sun Zhe took one of the pink buds into his mouth, while his other hand slid down, slipping under her high-waisted skirt to knead the already-damp mound through the thin fabric of her pantyhose.
Only then did he realize that, apart from the pantyhose, Zhu Yan was wearing nothing underneath.
Evidently, she had planned for convenience.
"Mmm..."
Assaulted from above and below, Zhu Yan’s starry eyes half-closed, a soft moan escaping her parted red lips. She subconsciously reached up to cradle Sun Zhe’s head, her fair fingers tangling in his dark hair as she let him have his way with her.
"Ah Zhe... Stepmom loves you so much."
"Mmm... I love you too."
"Ah... you little devil... didn’t you... say sothing last ti... about using yogurt?"
Hearing this, Sun Zhe’s spirits lifted. He propped himself up abruptly. "Are you serious? You really want to get that wild?"
Zhu Yan turned her head away, her face flushed with shyness. "I don’t have work tomorrow," she said softly. "We can go all night... you can do whatever you want."
Sun Zhe put on a pained expression. "Is this the confidence of the unemployed? But I have to go to work tomorrow."
Zhu Yan laughed flirtatiously. "Your job is relaxed anyway. You can just catch up on sleep there."
Sun Zhe wasted no more words. He hopped off the sofa and ran, stark naked, into the kitchen, grabbing a bottle of genuine Anmushi yogurt from the fridge.
Back in the living room, Zhu Yan sat on the sofa with her silk-clad legs together, watching his impatient figure with a sweet, shy smile. "The yogurt is on the third shelf. Did you find it?"
"Found it!"
A mont later, Sun Zhe hurried back to her, looking sowhat concerned. "This was refrigerated. Won’t it be too cold if I pour it on you?"
"Don’t worry. It’ll get hot soon enough anyway."
Without another word, Sun Zhe twisted off the cap and drizzled the yogurt from her snow-white neck downwards.
Monts later, Zhu Yan was lying on the sofa, her body writhing as she giggled uncontrollably.
"Hahaha... it really tickles... Ah Zhe, stop licking for a second... I really can’t take it anymore."
Her chest was a snow-white canvas, completely covered in yogurt.
Sun Zhe leaned over her like a hungry wolf, greedily licking and swallowing. His tongue traced a path from the fragrant valley between her snowy peaks all the way down to her navel. He then returned to one of the buds, sucking hard, before moving on to bite at her neck and collarbones. Finally, his hot lips and tongue moved to the soft hollow of her armpit.
Zhu Yan’s body trembled as if struck by electricity. She quickly reached out and pressed a hand to his forehead. "You little devil, you’re even licking my armpit?"
"I don’t mind anything about my stepmom. But Stepmom, why are there a few hairs here? I don’t rember them being here last ti."
"Oh, don’t look... I’ll pluck them later."
"Don’t. I actually think a little bit of hair looks good. It has a sort of wild beauty."
Zhu Yan squird. "Ugh, just stop licking for a bit... you’re getting saliva all over , it stinks."
Sun Zhe picked up the nearby yogurt bottle. "There’s still half a bottle left. We have to finish it all, no wasting."
"Then just drink it."
"I want to mix it with seafood. Such a fresh, tender abalone would definitely be delicious mixed with yogurt."
"No way. I’m not letting you eat it."
"Really?"
"Mmm... alright, fine. Seeing as you’re so hungry for it, you can have it."
A long ti passed before Sun Zhe had devoured the entire bottle of yogurt.
He pushed himself up, kneeling between Zhu Yan’s legs, and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. "Stepmom, I’ve finished."
Zhu Yan covered her mouth with a coy laugh. "So, you little rascal, how was the abalone with yogurt?"
"Not bad. It’s just that this abalone is a bit hairy. I got a mouthful of hair with every bite."
"Get lost. I haven’t even ntioned how your bush was scratching my face."
Sun Zhe chuckled, then suddenly grabbed her two silk-clad legs and hoisted them onto his shoulders. "But no matter how kinky we get," he remarked, "it always cos back to the main event."
Zhu Yan cooperated by reaching down to guide the already-enraged dragon, teasing her own petals with its tip until it was coated in her nectar. Then, she pressed it against the entrance to her honeyed cave and moaned softly, "Baby, hurry up and put it in... Stepmom really wants you to fuck ..."
Hearing this, Sun Zhe gave a powerful thrust, driving deep into her palace and breaking past the pistil!
"Ah... Baby, you’re so good! Quick... fuck your stepmom to death!"
Zhu Yan instantly transford, her eyes narrowed as she cried out lewdly.
"Stepmom, you said you were going to teach a lesson, but it looks like I’m the one teaching you."
"Hmph... don’t get cocky... Tonight, I’m going to make you beg for rcy."
With that, Sun Zhe lunged down to embrace her. He stood before the sofa with his feet apart and began to thrust with his powerful hips, his massive dragon pounding her core again and again.
"Ahhh... Baby, you’re amazing... Just go ahead and fuck your stepmom to death..."
"..."
It was past three in the morning before the exhausted pair finally fell asleep in each other’s arms.
When Sun Zhe finally stirred, it was already past nine o’clock.
After a hasty wash and change of clothes, he went back downstairs to the living room. He glanced at the chaotic scene, his gaze finally settling on Zhu Yan, who was still sound asleep on the sofa. He couldn’t help but shake his head.
He felt a lingering fear as he recalled last night’s madness.
Zhu Yan had truly given it her all.
First her cave, then her mouth. When her mouth grew sore, she actually started using her feet, and even the crooks of her knees and her armpits.
In the end, she had literally squeezed him dry until he begged for rcy, scoring a legitimate victory against him!
But in hurting the enemy by a thousand, she had lost eight hundred herself.
Even now, she was still unable to get off the sofa.
"Stepmom was way too fierce last night."
Sun Zhe walked to the sofa and reached out to brush a stray strand of hair from her ear, only to find that the few ssy strands had long since been glued to her face by so kind of liquid.
"Stepmom, I’m heading to work."
"Mmm..." Zhu Yan lazily rolled over. "Drive safe. My legs feel like jelly... I can’t press the accelerator, so I won’t see you out."
Sun Zhe laughed. "Alright. Well, when you wake up, rember to clean up the battlefield. You made the ss, so you have to clean it."
Hearing this, Zhu Yan kicked at him with a beautiful leg still wrapped in torn pantyhose. "Get lost and don’t disturb my sleep."
"..."
「Yangcheng People’s Hospital」
In the office, Sun Zhe, dressed in his white coat, sat at his desk, yawning drowsily.
He really hadn’t slept well, and he was completely drained of energy. No matter how ng Shiyang, in her gray stockings and short skirt, tried to flirt with him, he just couldn’t summon any enthusiasm.
KNOCK. KNOCK. KNOCK.
Just as he was reminiscing about the previous night’s madness, a knock ca at his office door.
Sun Zhe quickly straightened up. "Co in!"
anwhile, the sweet and sultry ng Shiyang also quickly pressed her silk-clad legs together, using her white coat to cover the cleavage she had been deliberately exposing. She sat up straight on the small sofa.
A mont later, a graceful figure on high heels swayed elegantly into the office.
Sun Zhe looked up and frowned. "What are you doing here?"
He never would have expected the visitor to be Wang Dahua’s wife—Li Yufei
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