Chapter 93

The fifth brother could only see the woman’s back and couldn’t see what the two were doing, but that didn’t stop him from continuing to “play” with these two “little mice.” In his eyes, Song Ning and the woman were just two mice that he had captured and was now playing with at will. He excitedly gave the order:

“Take off your bra and throw it at me!”

Her face, which had been flushed with embarrassment and anger because of Song Ning, turned deathly pale. Her expression of fear and humiliation returned. She nervously put her hands behind her back to untie the straps, but she couldn’t find the buckle no matter what she did.

Song Ning lowered her head, opened her mouth and approached the middle of her two breasts, biting the center of her bra. With a “click,” the bra was unhooked from the front.

The woman glanced at Song Ning with a hint of gratitude, then, not daring to linger, quickly took off her bra and tossed it over. Old Five, oblivious to what had just transpired, didn’t care and laughed arrogantly:

“Hahahaha! Keep going, don’t fucking stop until I tell you to!”

Seeing that Lao Wu didn’t pursue the matter, the woman breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Song Ning with grateful eyes, and silently said “thank you.” She then shook her head slightly at Song Ning, indicating that it was alright.

Song Ning’s clear eyes annoyed her. Countless men coveted her breasts, and this seemingly innocent young man, whom she was pinning down, had his face almost pressed against her breasts, yet he showed no reaction at all.

She couldn’t help but feel a fondness for the boy, as well as a competitive spirit.

“Come here, little brother, let me feed you milk~”

She held Song Ning’s head with one arm and grasped one of her breasts with the other, shaping it into a bamboo shoot and feeding it to Song Ning’s mouth. Since she had already been ravaged beyond recognition, she might as well let this young boy, who was destined to have few good days, experience a few days of bliss he had never known before.

The woman thought to herself:

“This younger brother must still be a virgin, never having tasted a woman’s touch, which is why he seems so calm, right?”

Before she could think much of it, a jolt of electric-like pleasure surged from her nipples, and she couldn’t help but let out a moan:

“Ah! That feels so good~”

The moment the groan left her lips, she turned back in fear to look at Lao Wu, terrified that her lewd appearance would anger him. Fortunately, that damned Lao Wu was holding her underwear, which she had just taken off, and masturbating over her genitals, seemingly enjoying the way she looked on the boy, without showing the slightest bit of anger.

She then turned around and looked at the “young virgin” who had made her lose her composure with a reproachful expression. The woman realized how terribly wrong she had been.

Song Ning thought he had gone a bit too far with his sucking, so he quickly let go, but to his surprise, the woman pressed her chest against him again, filling his mouth with her soft, white breasts.

“Men are all the same!”

The woman cursed inwardly. Although she cursed both Lao Wu and Song Ning, she felt completely different feelings for the two of them.

The flattery and fawning towards Lao Wu and the others were more of a deliberate performance, while towards Song Ning, she harbored a vague affection. Waves of pleasure emanated from the breasts being suckled, and she gently bit her lip, letting out passionate moans.

“Ugh… Ah!… Ugh… No!… It hurts!”

Seeing the woman’s rising desire, the fifth brother rubbed his genitals even harder, breathing heavily, his face flushed, looking extremely excited.

While biting the woman’s breast, Song Ning looked up at her. Their eyes met, and the woman became even more shy, placing one hand on Song Ning’s face to cover his eyes.

Song Ning, whose vision went black, continued to suckle forcefully, his erect penis bulging out of his pants and pressing against the woman’s inner thigh.

The woman kept twisting her body, her slightly swollen and red vulva, through the thin fabric of her panties, occasionally brushing against the bulge in the man’s crotch.

The fifth brother, listening to the woman’s increasingly passionate moans, was unaware that her vagina was gradually becoming wet and was rubbing against Song Ning’s erect penis more and more frequently.

“Fuck! Take off your underwear and throw it over here, you fucking bitch, moaning so horribly!”

The fifth brother gave the order once again, and the woman’s body stiffened instantly upon hearing his voice.

Song Ning shook his head, gesturing for the woman to remove her hands from his eyes.

She understood what Song Ning meant and raised her hand.

And so the woman saw those reassuring eyes again, and it seemed as if she had found a sense of security in her heart.

This time, she didn’t forget that her underwear was a tie-up style with bows tied on both sides of her hips. She grabbed one of the ties with one hand, and with a “rip,” the bows were untied. The wet fabric fell onto Song Ning’s tent. The woman picked it up, turned around, and threw it at Lao Wu. When she turned back to face Song Ning, her red eyes could no longer hold back the tears that flowed down her cheeks.

When the woman first arrived, she cried all day long. The various forms of abuse and humiliation made her think that she had already cried all the tears she had in her life, and that she would never cry again.

But she didn’t know what was going on today, and she felt resentment towards Lao Wu and his gang again, and dissatisfaction with her own fate.

Through her tear-filled eyes, she looked at the blurry figure before her and understood the root of her sorrow:

“Yes, it’s all your fault. You gave me someone to confide in when I was feeling wronged.”