Meanwhile, Zhang Chang and Hou Ling had become quite close friends. Both of them were somewhat reserved and slow to act, the type who had the will but not the nerve to commit crimes.
"You mean your mom keeps you under a tight rein? My mom used to be, too, but she doesn't care about me anymore because I'm learning from Zhao An." Zhang Chang suddenly had an idea. He seemed to have guessed what Zhao An was up to. As Zhao An's adopted son and good friend, he thought it would be quite exciting.
Aunt Xia had become Zhao An's mistress and even got her pregnant. Strictly speaking, it didn't seem unreasonable that Zhao An was Zhang Chang's father.
Hou Ling said with a lingering fear, "Yes, my mom is more focused on her career, and so is my dad. They both expected me to be a good student."
"What does your dad do? He used to be in charge of security in this area, and now he's in prison." Zhang Chang's expression seemed indifferent. To him, it didn't matter whether his father was in prison or not. It seemed as if his life would be better now that he was in prison. "My dad's the secretary general, in charge of the office." Hou Ling said this with a somewhat timid air, seemingly without any connections.
"Oh, just so-so. Zhao An has a powerful background. Just know that. Don't tell anyone. He said he'd keep a low profile." Zhang Chang dismissed it. Even a powerful background wouldn't matter. It would be what it is.
"Hey, is Zhao An really from a single-parent family?" Hou Ling was fascinated by everything about his idol, and he was a little incredulous that a child from a single-parent family could achieve such great success.
"Really? His father died a long time ago, and he lives with his mother. Hey, by the way, have you ever tried this with a woman?" Zhang Chang made a finger-in-hole gesture, clearly referring to sex.
Hou Ling shook his head, his face flushing slightly. "No, have you tried it?"
"Of course I have. It's very pleasant. It's a shame you haven't tried it. Logically, your background should allow you to have such fun. Why don't you give it a try?" Zhang Chang began to ask questions. This kind of thing was less embarrassing when boys brag to each other.
Hou Ling was tempted, but still shook his head and said, "I don't dare. My mom would beat me to death if she found out." He was clearly still a good boy.
"Well, your mom and dad have been apart for so long, doesn't she find a lover? Besides, we're already old enough. What kind of man would we be if we didn't try it? Overseas students are taught to use condoms by their parents. I think you're just too timid. If you're a little bolder, you'll have everything you want," Zhang Chang began to encourage.
"Well, I don't dare." Hou Ling was still timid. He was indeed worried.
"Then you can definitely find your mom a lover. If she has one, you can go have some fun. I'll find someone skilled enough to entertain you tonight. Maybe there'll even be a red envelope for you, haha." Zhang Chang began to encourage him again. "Besides, don't you think your mom is so strong-willed? It would be much better if a man could conquer her?"
"That's not right. That's my mom," Hou Ling said, but his eyes darted a little, as if he wasn't expecting it.
"Hey, you don't understand. I'll give you a link. You'll understand what's going on." Zhang Chang began to push articles about cuckoldry to Hou Ling, intending to slowly arouse his cuckoldry desires. That way, things would get really interesting.
In the dormitory, Zhao An continued to work on the two charming female anchors, Mowang and Yansheng.
Yansheng lay on the ground, with Mowang on top of her, and the two kissed face to face. Zhao An stood at the edge of the bed, flanking the women's spread thighs. He began thrusting his hips vigorously, fucking Yan Sheng's pussy for a few minutes, then pulling out and lifting his cock. He could then thrust into Mo Wang's vagina again, the two distinct virginal pussies bringing a constant flow of sensations.
Zhao An's cock pounded into the woman's tight vagina like a pile driver. The violent movements made Yan Sheng's body tremble even more violently, and her stocking-clad feet trembled continuously. The beautiful arch of her stockinged feet buckled under the heavy impact, and Mo Wang let out a charming moan. The man's heavy breathing and the woman's piercing moans blended together, forming a gorgeous and lewd symphony.
"It's coming... Cum for you!" Zhao An pumped a few times into Yan Sheng's vagina, pushing it deep. Using all his strength, he unleashed his semen, pouring it all into the depths of Yan Sheng's vagina. Yan Sheng, already extremely sensitive and having been teased for so long, could no longer bear it. Her delicate body trembled and twitched violently as Zhao An's scalding semen doused her. She squeezed her eyes shut, and a stream of hot fluid suddenly erupted from her lower body, hitting Zhao An's glans. Both of them reached a climax of orgasm.
Pop! Zhao An pulled out his penis, turned Mo Wang over, and lifted her legs onto his shoulders. A pair of crystal-white feet, clad in glossy black stockings, were as smooth as jade and as soft as satin. Through the stockings, the insteps of her feet could be seen, faintly revealing a few veins, inviting a touch. Ten beautiful, round toes, each painted with bright red nail polish, resembled ten tiny petals. Her instep and calf drooped limply, outlining a beautiful curve.
He opened his mouth and bit Mo Wang's silky, stockinged feet. The sensation within his mouth intensified his pleasure. The cock, already ejaculating for the third time, suddenly became incredibly sensitive again, and the fiery cunt was like a volcano, scorching it to the point of wanting to ejaculate.
"Ah...no...husband...dirty...ah...wuwu...ah...so itchy...oh...hmm...giggle...itchy...ah...husband...I'm coming...wuwu, ah...husband, fuck me!" Mo Wang watched Zhao An's obsessed expression on her body, feeling both embarrassed and delighted. The union of soul and flesh, being played with by Zhao An like this, made even a materialistic female anchor like Mo Wang feel a sense of submission and worship.
"Give me a baby...fuck me every day from now on...be my sex slave!" Zhao An roared.
"Ah... I... Wang Mo... am willing to be Zhao An's... wife... Oh... Zhao An's... sex slave... Ah... Zhao An... is this slut's... master... Oh... Master husband... Fuck me... this slut... I'm about to orgasm... Ah... Fuck me..." Mo Wang raised her slender waist to allow Zhao An's cock to penetrate deeper. Her beautiful eyes were blurred, and her passion was surging. It was obvious that she was deeply moved. Her whole body was covered in sweat, and the smell of perfume made the man rush into her even more violently, as if he wanted to fuck her to death!