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After chatting for a while, the dinner officially began.
For a while, the place was bustling with people clinking glasses and talking.
Maybe because Xia Feng was still young, many people just greeted him briefly. When they found out that he was just a boy from an ordinary mountain village, they lost interest, said a few perfunctory words and left.
Xia Feng didn't care. His main purpose for attending the dinner tonight was to see Gu Wanqing. He really missed her terribly after not seeing her for three days.
Gu Wanqing was the star of the evening, so naturally she couldn't spare much energy to care for Xia Feng. Meanwhile, Su Yan'er was also busy with several of Mr. Shen's friends, making it difficult for her to do both. Xia Feng was left alone, but he was content to be at ease, drinking when thirsty and eating when hungry. Before the dinner began, Gu Wanqing had warned Xia Feng not to drink, saying he was still young, and Xia Feng followed her advice and didn't drink a drop.
By the time the dinner was coming to an end, everyone was already looking tipsy, and some were even completely drunk.
There was also a blush on the pretty faces of Gu Wanqing and Su Yan'er, and it was obvious that they had drunk a lot.
The lights in the venue became softer, and in sync with the change in lighting, the music gradually became louder, but not too loud, the volume was just right. As soon as the song ended, a dance floor was already neatly set up by the waiters.
The music started again, and pairs of men and women walked onto the dance floor.
Xia Feng didn't quite understand, so he sat quietly in a corner of the dance floor, watching their performance.
As the alcohol slowly began to ferment in their bodies, the passion and enthusiasm of the men and women began to heat up. Some people began to hide in corners or places with few people, hugging and kissing.
Xia Feng noticed that Su Yan'er finally appeared on the dance floor, and her dance partner was Zhao Heng, also known as Young Master Zhao.
The music started again and the lights were dimmed a little, as if to make it easier for the men and women on the dance floor to be more intimate.
As soon as he entered the dance floor, Zhao Heng took the initiative to put his arms around Su Yan'er's slender waist and grabbed Su Yan'er's jade hand.
Su Yan'er frowned slightly. This sudden attack made her a little uncomfortable, but after all, this was the posture for dancing, so she didn't resist too much.
The two of them started dancing. Zhao Heng kept staring at Su Yan'er, and his eyes wandered over her body unscrupulously, without any intention of concealing anything. But Su Yan'er didn't look at him, and kept looking elsewhere.
The music was very soothing and the dance floor became darker. The tipsy men and women were no longer aware of this and the dancers were almost stuck together.
Although Su Yan'er didn't look at Zhao Heng, her peripheral vision kept track of his every move. Gradually, she felt the hand on her waist slowly move, caressing the skin through her silk dress. The hand holding her also took the opportunity to touch her soft palm. Su Yan'er felt something was wrong, but the numbness brought on by the alcohol and her admiration for Zhao Heng, a tall, strong, mature man, prevented her from rejecting him. So, she continued to dance with him.
Zhao Heng seemed to understand Su Yan'er's psychology very well, and secretly made up his mind to capture this charming beauty tonight.
Zhao Heng's actions also began to become bolder.
The hand that was stroking Su Yan'er's waist had begun to move slowly downwards, gently stroking the upper part of Su Yan'er's beautiful and perky buttocks.
Alcohol, music, beauty, body fragrance and other factors intertwined together, Zhao Heng's desire began to burn, the penis under his crotch became hard, his crotch was unscrupulously raised high, and the breath exhaled from his mouth began to become hot.
Su Yan'er's mind went blank due to the hot, moist, and wine-scented masculine scent from Zhao Heng's mouth. Her beautiful eyes accidentally glanced at the high tent under Zhao Heng's crotch, and her pretty face instantly became hot.
Zhao Heng controlled the rhythm of their passion. He cunningly took advantage of their movements, always slowing down or speeding up, bringing their bodies close together from time to time, and at that moment, his erect penis would always scrape against Su Yan'er's thigh.
Su Yan'er thought about pushing him away, but the resistance that had just arisen was quickly dispelled by the stimulation brought by Zhao Heng's penis rubbing against her thigh.
"Um..."
Su Yan'er's delicate body trembled as she was thrust into him, moaning uncontrollably. It turned out that Zhao Heng was no longer satisfied with just rubbing against her, and had gone even further, pressing his penis directly between her legs. The thin long skirt and palm-sized lace panties were no match for the force of the thrust against her most delicate vagina.
This moan was like a horn, urging Zhao Heng to take bolder actions.
He tightened his arms around Su Yan'er's slender waist and directly hugged this beauty, who was as beautiful as Gu Wanqing and had a sexy and charming temperament, into his arms. His hard cock hit Su Yan'er's vagina again, which also caused another moan with a slight tremor.
This time, Zhao Heng did not repeat the previous action. Instead, he pressed against the soft flesh on Su Yan'er's vagina and swung his waist and hips to rub his hard and painful penis continuously.
Su Yan'er, with her inherently charming physique, was naturally very sensitive, and the friction instantly triggered a reaction in her body. A glimmer of clarity in her mind drove her to twist her body, attempting to escape from Zhao Heng's embrace.
However, the experienced Zhao Heng had already seen the clues in Su Yan'er's physique, and he knew clearly that to deal with this kind of woman, as long as he aroused her desire, she would let him play with her.
Not only did Zhao Heng hold Su Yan'er tighter to prevent her from breaking free from his embrace, but his big hands on Su Yan'er's upper buttocks also directly touched the plump buttocks and grabbed it with a little force.
Su Yan'er's delicate body began to tremble, but she didn't stop. A wicked smile played at the corner of Zhao Heng's mouth, and the lust in his eyes grew darker. His hands began to knead Su Yan'er's peach-like buttocks with increasing force, pressing them towards him as he kneaded them, pressing their bodies closer together. Not only was his cock pressed firmly against Su Yan'er's vagina, but his chest also pressed against her tall, soft breasts.
Su Yan'er's pretty face grew hotter and hotter, her blush deepening. The shame of being violated transformed into intense pleasure, flowing through her body in waves. Her body became softer and softer, and her mind went blanker and blanker.
She actually knew that her sensitive body instinctively liked to be violated and liked strong men. The rougher and more violent the man treated her, the more intense the pleasure it would bring her.
Zhao Heng obviously understood Su Yan'er's physical weakness, so he simply put both hands on Su Yan'er's buttocks and kneaded the soft but surprisingly elastic buttocks into various shapes.
At this point, Su Yan'er had lost the strength to struggle, and even began to enjoy the pleasure that came from having her body ravaged. Her inner charm was awakened, and a strong desire was eager to rush out of her body.
Zhao Heng knew that he had completely controlled Su Yan'er, so he added fuel to the fire. He not only kneaded Su Yan'er's buttocks vigorously, but also slid his fingers along the deep buttock groove. He did not forget to whisper in Su Yan'er's ear, "Miss Su, you are so sensitive. Is this comfortable?"
"Ah… no… no… um… um…"
Su Yan'er panted softly, and the last bit of clarity in her mind had completely dissipated. She no longer had any movement to resist, and only a meaningless murmur remained.
Zhao Heng's fingers slid deeper and deeper into Su Yan'er's buttocks, and his fingertips had already touched Su Yan'er's vagina. A soft sensation came from his fingertips, and every touch would arouse Su Yan'er's delicate body to tremble.
As Zhao Heng's fingertips continued to tease, Su Yan'er already felt an unbearable itchiness inside her vagina. A stream of warm current kept flowing out of her vagina, accompanied by waves of pleasure that spread in the opposite direction from around her vagina to the depths of her vagina, and then to her whole body.
At this moment, Su Yan'er was already controlled by desire. She lay in Zhao Heng's arms, panting and moaning: "Hmm... Hmm... Hmm... Hmm..."
"Is it good, Miss Su? Do you want it to be even better?" Zhao Heng's voice sounded in Su Yan'er's ears like a devil's call.
Su Yan'er seemed to be dragged into the abyss by the devil. She did not respond, but only used the trembling of her body to release the rising desire in her body.
Zhao Heng thrust his penis into Su Yan'er's vagina, and his chest began to rub and squeeze Su Yan'er's towering breasts.
His fingers were no longer satisfied with simple touching, but instead pressed his middle finger directly on the soft flesh of Su Yan'er's vagina and shook rhythmically.
"Ah… um… well… um…"
Su Yan'er's delicate body was shaking more and more violently, more and more vaginal fluid was flowing out of her vagina, and her beautiful legs were beginning to feel a little soft. The pleasure was rapidly accumulating, and only a greater stimulation was needed for it to reach its peak, and finally pour out like a mountain torrent.
Su Yan'er began to change from passive to active, and her lower body pressed tightly against Zhao Heng's penis, looking for a stronger stimulation.
Zhao Heng knew that Su Yan'er had completely become a captive of desire, so he put four fingers together and pressed them on Su Yan'er's vagina to rub it, then changed to a gentle touch, alternating between the two fingering methods, but the speed was getting faster and faster. At the same time, he leaned against Su Yan'er's pink cheek and licked her delicate earlobe with the tip of his tongue from time to time.
Finally, under this simultaneous up-and-down play, the pleasure that had been accumulating in Su Yan'er's body burst out. Her legs suddenly tensed up, and her body pressed tightly against Zhao Heng's. Her two small hands tightly grasped Zhao Heng's clothes. Then, her delicate body twitched violently, and a longer and louder moan escaped from her red lips: "Ah...!"
The climax came as expected, and the vaginal fluid gushed out, and the crotch of the lace panties was instantly wet.
The elegant music continued, covering up her moans. The people around were immersed in their own world and no one paid attention to the two of them. The afterglow of Su Yan'er's climax lasted for a long time.
Zhao Heng withdrew his hand from Su Yan'er's deep buttock groove and continued to knead Su Yan'er's buttocks.
While Zhao Heng was enjoying the soft and elastic feel of her, he continued to seduce her like a devil: "Miss Su, you've had an orgasm. You're really sensitive. Why don't we go to the hotel later and have more fun."
After the climax, Su Yan'er's aroused desire slowly subsided, and her mind began to clear. After hearing Zhao Heng's words, Su Yan'er couldn't help but shudder. This man had actually told her so bluntly that he wanted to take her to a hotel room. How could she possibly sleep with a man she had just met and didn't even know well? What did he think of me, Su Yan'er?
Seeing a hint of resistance from Su Yan'er, Zhao Heng maintained his gentlemanly demeanor. Since he had already figured out this woman's physique, there would be plenty of opportunities in the future, and she would sooner or later become his plaything.
"Miss Su, maybe I drank too much. My mind is a little confused and my speech is incoherent. I will apologize to you another day." Zhao Heng found an excuse to cover it up.
Su Yan'er's inner shame and anger were palpable. Although to outsiders, they appeared to be just clinging to each other, appearing slightly intimate, the thought of what had actually happened made her so ashamed that she wanted to crawl into a hole. However, she couldn't put all the blame on Zhao Heng. After all, she hadn't explicitly objected during the entire process, and later, when her desire reached its peak, she even took the initiative to move closer to Zhao Heng.
When the song ends and the crowd disperses, the men and women on the dance floor, from being captives of desire, return to being gentlemen and ladies again.