Huang San raised that ugly face, let out a comfortable groan, then slid his left hand under Li Yuwei’s short skirt and slowly touched her pussy.
“Mmm…”
Li Yuwei gave a soft moan, but she did not stop.
She stuck out that fragrant tongue and circled it nimbly over the purplish glans.
Her slender, manicured hands found the hairy scrotum and gently rubbed one of the balls.
That made Old Huang shut his eyes tight with pleasure.
The sounds from that dry old mouth grew louder.
The fat man next to him turned and saw it—Li Yuwei, the movie goddess in everyone’s eyes, opening her small mouth and licking Old Huang’s cock.
The thick black shaft, veins bulging, appeared and disappeared between those sexy red lips, soaked in fragrant saliva and shining with a lewd sheen.
“Mmm… mmm… mmm…”
The beauty swallowed it desperately and still let out those sweet moans.
A strand of chestnut hair fell across the old man’s thigh, spreading, brushing his groin and balls, and making him tremble.
Huang San glanced at the fat man, caught him peeking, and could not help smirking.
He lifted Li Yuwei’s short skirt and showed those big white buttocks to the fat man.
Then, with a light motion, he slapped the movie goddess’s sexy snow-white ass.
The sound was loud and crisp.
The flesh trembled.
“Ugh…”
Li Yuwei cried out in pain.
Her eyes held a slight complaint as she glared at him.
Then she lowered herself again, gripped that thick black cock with one hand, and began to suck his balls.
In front of everyone the two of them grew more agitated.
The onlookers were not surprised at all.
Public displays like this were not rare in wealthy circles.
The fat man sitting beside Old Huang was aroused by the sight.
He swallowed hard, unable to hold the lust down.
Huang San raised that ugly face.
His hand kept moving, stroking the chestnut-brown, smooth hair of the goddess buried between his legs.
He said, lewd, “Fatty Wang, what’s wrong with you?
Why are you peeking at this old man like that?”
The words had a strong rustic flavor, like an old farmer from the countryside.
Even as one of the world’s richest men he could not shake that unsophisticated nature.
For all his money he still wore a light green shirt, military-green trousers, and straw-studded leather shoes that would have looked outdated even in the 1980s.
The contrast with the fashionable actress in his arms, sucking and licking his cock, was stark.
Fatty Wang glared with those toad-like eyes, disdainful, and laughed.
“Old Huang, when did you manage to hook this movie goddess?
I never knew you were that shrewd, old man.”
“Haha… Mr.
Wang, you flatter me.”
Huang San did not get along with him, but he still put on a smile and a flattering face.
Fatty Wang was not fooled.
He knew this old man was ruthless, a notorious smiling tiger in business.
He snorted and was about to turn away.
Then Huang San said, “Xiao Wei, why don’t you hurry up and serve your Brother Wang, so he can taste that little mouth of yours too.”
Fatty Wang perked up and grinned.
“Mr.
Huang, my brother, how embarrassing!”
“Old Wang, my dear brother, as the saying goes, brothers are like limbs, and women are like… what?”
“Clothing.”
“Oh, right.
Women are like clothes.
I had a bit of a grudge with you before, and it was you who was wrong.
Please don’t take it to heart.
This time let my goddaughter apologize on my behalf.
You two have some fun!
Hahaha…”
With that he hooked a finger under the blue thong stuck in the beauty’s deep cleft and deliberately exposed her pussy to Fatty Wang’s eyes.
He gave a thumbs-up and laughed, happy.
“Brother Huang, you’re really something!
Hahaha… let’s wipe the slate clean of our past grievances.”
Old Huang grinned, smug, and flattered him.
“I heard you’re planning to build a new e-commerce industrial park.
I wonder if you’ve chosen a development company yet?
Hehe… If you don’t mind, I’ll shamelessly shove my hand in.
What do you think?”
Fatty Wang stayed silent, but those lecherous eyes stayed fixed on Li Yuwei.
Seeing that, Huang San slapped the star’s plump buttocks hard and shouted, “You little slut, how can you be so blind?
Go keep your Brother Wang company!”
Li Yuwei reluctantly spat out Old Huang’s ugly, large cock.
Before she left she even swept her tongue around the glans, then tucked him back into his underwear and zipped his pants with care.
The whole set of motions was extremely skilled.
Obviously she had licked this bumpkin old man’s cock more than once.
Seeing that, I could not help thinking of my mother.
Had she served Old Man Huang the same way?
And this old man clearly used women as tools to bribe others.
Had my mother also obeyed his orders and served other men?
The thought put a pang through my chest.
“Brother Wang, Yuwei has admired you for a long time.
She just likes a man as bold and generous as you!”
By then Li Yuwei had already sat on Fatty Wang’s lap.
She wrapped her arms around that fat neck and pressed her whole body against him.
Those half-exposed big breasts rubbed his chest.
Full red lips came close to his fat ear.
Her breath was as fragrant as orchids.
“Brother Wang, please agree to Godfather’s request!”
The voice was sweet and seductive and took him at once.
He grabbed her and laughed.
“You little slut.
One time isn’t enough!”
Huang San chuckled.
“Xiao Wei, it’s rare Brother Wang likes you.
Serve him for a few more days.”
“All right.
Then I can’t accompany my godfather.
I was hoping to play a thrilling game.
It seems that’s out of the question!”
“You little slut, you can hang out with Brother Wang, and he’ll invest in a few movies for you.”
Fatty Wang was intrigued by the game they had mentioned and asked quickly, “Xiao Wei, what game?
Tell me.”
Li Yuwei gently licked his ear and said, sweet, “The premiere of Legend of the Snow Mountain is in a few days.
When you come, Brother Wang, come to their private box.
After my rehearsal I’ll come keep you company.
You can do whatever you want.”
That only excited him more.
Watching a movie starring their goddess in front of an audience while having sex with her—that would be incredibly thrilling.
He chuckled, lewd.
“Hehe… you little slut, you’re something else.
All right, brother.
I’ll leave this e-commerce industrial park to Brother Huang to build.
But I’ll have Xiao Wei stay with me a while longer!”
“Hehe… of course… of course… Xiao Wei, remember to serve Brother Wang well.
Understand?”
I cursed inwardly.
Li Yuwei was a fucking slut.
A goddess?
Pshaw.
More like a whore.
Then Fatty Wang asked again, “I heard the snow-mountain heroine you’re playing this time was raped by a group of bandits.
Was it for real?”
Li Yuwei blushed a little and said, coquettish, “Brother Wang, you’re so naughty!
How can you ask me such an embarrassing question?
Humph… I won’t tell you… I just won’t tell you!”
Fatty Wang chuckled, sly.
“Hahaha… so the rumors were true.
You really took a real beating from those bandits.
That’s fucking slutty.
But I like it!”
She playfully clenched her small fists and punched his fat shoulder.
“Brother Wang, you’re so mean!
I had no choice!
The director wanted the effect to be realistic, so I was forced to…”
His fat hand moved, reached into her chest, seized one large breast, and kneaded it hard while he laughed.
“I understand.
Our Little Wei is sacrificing herself for art!
Hahaha…”
Then he opened his mouth wide and brought it to her face.
Li Yuwei met him without hesitation.
Their lips pressed tight.
She answered passionately.
That fragrant tongue darted out as he sucked it.
Her delicate body writhed like a snake in his arms.
They embraced and lingered in public and did not even care that one of her large snowy breasts had slipped free of the bra.
No one present was surprised by the scene.
They were only curious how this movie goddess, famous in the industry, could please men this shamelessly, like a prostitute.
After they kissed a while Li Yuwei said, breathless, “Brother Wang, please wait a moment.”
She unbuttoned her blouse and showed that full snow-white body.
She gave Fatty Wang a flirtatious smile and pushed the red bra down.
A pair of snow-white breasts jumped out and made the men beside them drool.
Looking closer I saw those breasts were round as spheres, the nipples slightly dark.
Clearly those large breasts had been played with often by men—often enough the nipples had turned dark.
On the upper part of the swaying left breast were two simple black characters.
With my sharpened senses I looked harder.
Jade Consort.
Did the master behind her think of himself as an emperor?
The middle-aged man to Old Huang’s right snorted coldly at the sight, clearly unwilling to mix with Old Huang and his crowd.
Hearing that disdainful snort, Huang San’s face went cold and stern.
He was clearly good at enduring, though.
His expression softened in an instant.
Even he was unwilling to offend this dignified-looking middle-aged man lightly.
The Mu family this man represented was too powerful.
As a traditional wealthy house they had already entered the ranks of China’s four great families in the previous dynasty, and this middle-aged man was the head of the Mu family.
Fatty Wang buried his head in those large breasts and took turns sucking the two swollen, grape-like nipples, making loud, disgusting smacking sounds.
Li Yuwei held his head and thrust her breasts at that fat face.
The seductive manner would have made a prostitute envious.
I sighed as I watched, sorry for her fans.
She had an elegant manner, a dignified look, a heroic air, much like the female knights she played on screen.
When it came to pleasing men she was incredibly seductive and shameless.