"Ah, husband, um, I'm going to fly, I'm coming, ah, ah."
Peng Jiahe climaxed.
Gan Jing, beside her, was also awakened by the intense sounds of the two.
She joined in their lewdness.
…
"Master."
Afterwards, the afterglow of Gan Jing's climax hadn't faded from her face; her cheeks were flushed as she leaned against Zhao Tianhao, letting him touch her breasts.
"Hmm?" Zhao Tianhao enjoyed Peng Jiahe's service beneath him.
"Master, may I visit Lu Yuan and Peng Hai's graves?"
Gan Jing asked Zhao Tianhao cautiously, afraid he might misunderstand, and explained, "I just... I just want to visit them, to bring them flowers. After all, I... we used to be friends."
Hearing Gan Jing's stammering voice, Zhao Tianhao knew she was completely conquered by him, to the point that she was now so cautious when mentioning Lu Yuan.
"What 'I love Lu Yuan'? This is a transaction! It's all just Gan Jing deceiving himself."
"Okay. What's the big deal? You really should go see it. Let's do it today." Since it was Saturday, neither of them had to work, so Zhao Tianhao decided to go today.
When the three of them got ready and went downstairs, the driver was already waiting. After all, Zhao Tianhao had driven his sports car yesterday, so he could only take one person.
After the three of them got in the car, the driver drove to the cemetery.
The cemetery where the two were buried belonged to the Haotian Group.
This company specialized in selling burial plots to wealthy people.
Because Zhao Tianhao had someone deliver Lu Yuan and Peng Hai's urns, the company's general manager had taken it upon himself to bury them among the other wealthy people.
There were fewer plots here, indicating they were very expensive, unlike the vast area they had passed before, which was filled with tombstones.
Zhao Tianhao used his consciousness to survey the entire wealthy district cemetery, discovering that no one else was visiting the graves today except for them.
He instructed the driver, "Stand guard the entrance, don't let anyone in."
"Yes, sir." The driver stood guard at the cemetery's main entrance, while Zhao Tianhao led the two women around a corner to the burial site of Lu Yuan and Peng Hai.
There were only five tombstones nearby. The names on them were all recent tycoons.
It seemed the manager had misunderstood these two as important figures; after all, they were personally given to him by Zhao Tianhao's subordinates, but it didn't matter.
Zhao Tianhao noticed that the tombstones were all obscured by tall vegetation.
An idea struck him; looking at Lu Yuan's tombstone, he decided to do something.
At that moment, Gan Jing and Peng Jiahe placed the flowers they were carrying in front of their tombstone.
"Lu Yuan, thank you, thank you so much. I was so lucky to meet you in college. Thank you for taking care of me all this time. Don't worry, I'm doing well now. Your friends are taking good care of me according to your wishes."
Gan Jing's face flushed slightly as she said this.
Peng Jiahe saw her father's tombstone and burst into tears. Her mother had left when she was young, and now she had lost her father. She couldn't hold back her grievances and poured out her heart to her father.
In truth, Peng Jiahe had always believed that Lu Yuan was responsible for her father's death.
If Lu Yuan hadn't been an alcoholic and a gambler, constantly drunk, and her father hadn't had to pick him up every day, even neglecting to pick her up from school...
How could Peng Jiahe not hate Lu Yuan? It was only because Lu Yuan was dead that she could have killed him to avenge her father.
Therefore, after learning that her friend Gan Jing was Lu Yuan's lover, she actually disliked her deeply.
Fortunately, her man had taken Gan Jing under his control and was thoroughly abusing her, which was a way of venting her anger.
Peng Jiahe knew perfectly well that Zhao Tianhao's claims about Lu Yuan's last wishes were all fabricated. He had never even met Lu Yuan; she only knew nothing about Lu Yuan's past. However, given Zhao Tianhao's wealth, he could certainly find out if he wanted to.
Anyway, the outcome was good. Peng Jiahe was happy as long as Gan Jing was now her man's sex slave. Zhao Tianhao knew Peng Jiahe was a very insecure person, especially when they first got together. She wanted him to follow her everywhere, afraid he would abandon her.
It only got better later.
Zhao Tianhao withdrew his gaze from Peng Jiahe, watched Gan Jing finish speaking to Lu Yuan, then stepped forward and gently pushed her back, bringing her closer to the tombstone.
Then, pushing her upper body, he made Gan Jing bend over. Gan Jing was somewhat at a loss until her hands rested on Lu Yuan's tombstone, her short skirt was lifted, and her underwear was pulled down. She knew what Zhao Tianhao was about to do.
"Master, please, not here! Lu Yuan is watching us!"
Gan Jing pleaded desperately with Zhao Tianhao.
Zhao Tianhao slapped Gan Jing's large buttocks. "Bend over properly. Master is going to do you right here. Lu Yuan's last wish was for me to take good care of you. How will I know if I've taken good care of you if I don't do it in front of him?"
As he spoke, Zhao Tianhao had already pulled down his pants and thrust into Gan Jing's wet, throbbing vagina. "You're already so fucking wet. What are you pretending to be, innocent?"
Zhao Tianhao slapped Gan Jing's buttocks again.
"Ah, Master, no, please, let's go home, okay? Ah, it's so... so embarrassing. Lu Yuan, I'm sorry, sob, I can't control myself, ah."
Gan Jing was filled with shame at Zhao Tianhao's words. The moment Zhao Tianhao pulled down her panties, her vagina was already incredibly wet.
She didn't know why her body was so sensitive, so utterly defenseless against Zhao Tianhao. Was she just a born slut?
Peng Jiahe was startled by the sounds beside her. She hadn't expected her man to be so bold, doing it right there.
But then, Peng Jiahe felt a surge of pleasure. Seeing her father's tombstone stirred up the sadness and grievances she had suppressed. Seeing Lu Yuan's woman being fucked by her man in front of "Lu Yuan" filled Peng Jiahe with a feeling of revenge.
She didn't think Zhao Tianhao was perverted or went too far. Well, having followed Zhao Tianhao for so long, Peng Jiahe's thoughts and senses had become completely influenced by her man.
Whatever Zhao Tianhao thought was right, she thought was right too.
Peng Jiahe would never do anything to displease Zhao Tianhao.
Zhao Tianhao held Gan Jing's round buttocks with both hands, his large penis thrusting in and out forcefully.
"You lowly slave, now in front of Lu Yuan, you have to tell him whether your master has taken good care of you."
Gan Jing was incredibly ashamed, wanting to avoid answering but afraid of angering Zhao Tianhao, yet feeling guilty towards Lu Yuan if she did.
"Speak quickly, or Lu Yuan will think I haven't taken good care of you." Zhao Tianhao slapped Gan Jing's snow-white, plump buttocks again.
Now, Gan Jing's fair, plump buttocks were covered in red handprints.
"Ah, Master, you're taking such good care of me, ah, so well, Lu Yuan, don't worry, ah."
"Just to the stomach isn't enough, now it's to the uterus, isn't it?"
At first, Gan Jing didn't understand what he meant, but then she heard "uterus" and realized Zhao Tianhao was using a pun; this "stomach" was not the same as the "position."
"Ah, yes, Master, not only to the stomach, but also to the uterus, ah, so hard, ah, don't worry, Lu Yuan, ah."
"Tell Lu Yuan how Master is doing to you, start moaning, hurry up."
Zhao Tianhao said, "slap slap slap" slapping Gan Jing's buttocks again.
"Ah, Master, ah, your big cock, it feels so good, it feels so good, ah, my little cunt, it's going to be fucked up by Master's big cock, oh, my uterus is being pushed up, being torn apart, oh, ah."
"Keep going, louder, can Lu Yuan hear us from that far away?"
"Oh, Master, big cock Master, harder, mmm, so good, oh, Lu Yuan, can you hear me, Master's cock is so big, ah, it feels so good."
"You have to tell Lu Yuan how big Master's cock is, so he can compare."
"Ah, Master's big cock is five or six times bigger than yours, yours is only a few centimeters, ah, Master's, 30cm, ah, so good, oh, I'm going to cum, oh, I'm going to die."
Gan Jing, in this tense and exciting environment, climaxed in less than ten minutes.
Zhao Tianhao listened to Gan Jing's lewd moans.