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Chapter 30 - -30

Looking at Xia Ling's forced composure, Wang Xiong's mockery deepened.

"Hey guys, hurry up! President Xia can't wait to get your semen!"

Cobra and Fatty chuckled lewdly, their masturbation speed increasing.

"President Xia..." Cobra's voice trembled with excitement as he looked at Xia Ling's beautiful body. "What's wrong? Why is your body shaking?"

"Well...it's just..." Fatty, while masturbating, took a step closer to Xia Ling, his obese body swaying with excitement. "Sister-in-law was so powerful a few days ago, slapping our Xiong-ge all the time," he swallowed hard, stammering, "But now, she's like this, it's really..."

"You guys..." "…", Mom bit her lip, watching the two men's throbbing, menacing penises, her delicate body trembling as she said, "You ignorant little brat…"

"Tsk tsk…" Wang Xiong narrowed his eyes, his voice laced with mockery, "President Xia, still pretending to be high and mighty? Look at yourself now…"

Before he finished speaking, his hand suddenly darted out like a venomous snake, and before Mom could react, it had already touched her crotch, faithfully protected by her stockings and panties. Beneath the sheer stockings lay a wet, tender vulva.

"Ah!" Mom cried out in surprise, instinctively trying to back away, but it was too late.

Wang Xiong's fingers, through the stockings and panties, stroked back and forth on her sensitive vulva, the sensation like a tickle through a boot making her weak all over. Her long, beautiful legs trembled slightly with shock, her stocking-clad toes curling painfully on the ground.

"Tsk tsk tsk...it feels really nice," Wang Xiong's fingers lightly circled the surface of the stockings, savoring the delicate texture beneath the high-end fabric. "So sensitive?"

Xia Ling bit her lip, trying to avoid the mischievous fingers, but surrounded by the three children, she couldn't break free. She could clearly feel Wang Xiong's fingers teasing her vulva through the stockings, each touch making her tremble uncontrollably.

Wang Xiong then withdrew his hand, holding his index and middle fingers up to Xia Ling's face, deliberately showing them off: "Oh, Aunt Xia, look..." His voice was clearly teasing, "What's going on? Why are my hands wet? Did you leak?"

"No..." Xia Ling's voice suddenly weakened, her usual decisive and forceful demeanor vanishing instantly. She lowered her head, her voice barely audible, "You...you're talking nonsense..."

My noble and elegant mother, at this moment, was like a frightened fawn. She bit her lip tightly, tears welling in her eyes, unable to even utter a proper rebuttal.

"What do you mean I'm talking nonsense?" Wang Xiong continued to wave his two slightly damp fingers. "We just touched each other a couple of times, how come you're already wet? I told you, wearing pantyhose under your trousers is just being a repressed pervert!"

"You...you shut up!" Xia Ling managed to maintain her last shred of dignity, her voice clearly choked with sobs, "Wang Xiong, don't think you can get away with this because of Zhang Ming..."

Just then, Cobra and Fatty could no longer restrain themselves. Looking at Xia Ling's long, beautiful legs in stockings, their breathing quickened, and their penises suddenly began to throb.

"Sizzle—"

Both of them, simultaneously, ejaculated onto Xia Ling's silk-stockinged legs!

Two jets of viscous fluid shot out, tracing graceful arcs through the air.

The boy's warm semen splattered onto Xia Ling's thighs. Instead of immediately flowing down, it formed a thick, white film on the surface.

"Ah—"

Xia Ling cried out in surprise, instinctively trying to pull away, but Wang Xiong grabbed her wrists and held her firmly.

"Sister-in-law… Sister-in-law…" Cobra was so excited that his glasses trembled. He still held his high heel in one hand and his penis in the other. "Look, your stockings… how beautiful they are…"

Xia Ling's high-quality flesh-colored stockings already had a delicate, pearly texture. Now, wet with semen, they displayed an even more alluring, ambiguous sheen. The stockings clung tightly to her thighs, adding a lewd atmosphere to her already long, beautiful legs.

"Oh oh oh oh oh oh..."

The fat man was still frantically masturbating, thick, white semen splattering onto Xia Ling's thighs. The viscous semen kept flowing, and soon both of her thighs were covered in semen stains.

"You..." Xia Ling's voice trembled with tears, "You bastards..."

She could clearly feel the sticky sensation of the semen clinging to her skin, the nauseating touch making her tremble. Her toes, encased in the stockings, curled in pain, and tears silently streamed down her cheeks.

Wang Xiong suddenly turned to his two subordinates, a meaningful smile playing on his lips: "You two, were you only focused on shooting the stockings? What are you doing with those high heels, using them as decorations?"

"Ah! Yes, yes..." Cobra seemed to wake from a dream, his voice trembling with excitement. He glanced at the pair of high heels in his hands, still carrying the scent of Xia Ling's stockinged feet, a sly glint in his eyes.

The fat man reacted quickly, impatiently aiming his glans at the high heels.

The two men, in perfect unison, increased the intensity of their masturbation, afraid of wasting a single drop of their semen. The off-white stilettos looked particularly jarring in their hands; the elegant design was now about to suffer such treatment.

"No...don't..."

Xia Ling's voice suddenly weakened, the tears in her beautiful eyes becoming even more glistening.

Those high heels not only gave her an elegant air, but were also the perfect embodiment of her status as a powerful businesswoman. Every time she walked into the company in those shoes, she instantly transformed into the role of CEO, exuding undeniable authority.

But now, those shoes, carrying her pride and self-respect, were about to be defiled by several underage thugs.

"Hahahaha! Hehe... um..."

The fat man and Cobra trembled with excitement, flipping the shoes over their glans and frantically masturbating, ejaculating their sticky semen into the shoes.

Seeing those exquisite high heels treated like this, Xia Ling felt her carefully maintained image crumbling. The powerful businesswoman who commanded respect and instilled fear in her subordinates now resembled a helpless little girl, forced to watch her dignity crumble bit by bit...

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