Free Web NovelChapter 682: 682 Madam Ding’s Change of Mindset
Madam Ding was somewhat taken aback; she couldn’t even believe it...
Because there were so many women younger and prettier than her who had left.
She never expected to be chosen, even though it was a humiliation—the humiliation of being treated as a concubine.
But no one wants to die if they can live.
And Madam Wang would come over, chat with them about everyday matters, and whisper sweet nothings in their ear.
Many women enjoyed chatting with Madam Wang...
Because Madam Wang would often bring them some snacks and tea—all very good things.
With supplies as a foundation, and some casual conversation, it was easy to find common ground.
Some did contemplate suicide, but they gave up after less than two days.
Seeing Madam Ding’s slight surprise, Wang Xifeng took her hand, saying, "Good sister, we’re sisters now. Come on, don’t keep Lord Qin waiting. Here, being comfortable is what truly matters. Tomorrow is your day off; let me take you out for a stroll around Chang’an, to see the prosperity of this ancient capital."
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Such a romantic phrase, but unfortunately, most women in the Weaving Department couldn’t go out; they could only rest in their rooms on their days off.
The various perks here were clearly meant to tame them; even if they knew it, they couldn’t resist.
That was reality.
After Madam Ding was led to the office, Wang Xifeng escorted her inside and then closed the door.
Lu Ming sat at a tea table, brewed a cup of ginger tea, and brought it to her: "Madam Ding, please sit."
Madam Ding walked over and sat down opposite Lu Ming. Unlike kneeling, they used chairs here, which was out of step with tradition, but undeniably comfortable.
"Thank you, Lord Qin."
Looking at Lady Ding before him, Lu Ming couldn’t help but think of Cao Cao. Cao Cao had a penchant for other men’s wives, yet he didn’t understand the principle that those who defile other men’s wives and daughters will also have their own wives and daughters defiled!
"Lady Ding, drink this cup of tea, and we shall begin."
"Yes, Lord Qin."
Lady Ding drank the ginger tea, appearing utterly submissive.
Because she had witnessed women who refused to obey being brought before everyone and having their heads chopped off alive.
That was real death, not just talk.
Such a shock would make even the most chaste and virtuous woman obediently lower her proud head.
Lu Ming leaned closer, pressing her beautiful face tightly against his own, their lips pressed together, sucking passionately.
As if by telepathy, Lu Ming also slipped his tongue into Lady Ding’s mouth, swirling it around.
They kissed passionately, their passion fading into the distance.
Madam Ding, unaccustomed to such teasing, was quickly aroused, panting, and slipped her slender tongue into Lu Ming’s mouth, gently swirling it within.
Lu Ming lifted the voluptuous Madam Ding into his arms and carried her to the bed.
As Madam Ding was placed on the bed, the passion aroused by desire flushed her cheeks, her beautiful eyes half-closed, her gaze hazy, her eyes and brows filled with tenderness and affection.
She writhed her voluptuous body, her curves perfectly accentuated—full breasts, a slender waist, and plump hips.
Lu Ming removed Madam Ding’s clothes, pulling down her long skirt, revealing a nearly naked, beautiful mature woman lying before him.
Madam Ding raised her hands above her head, loosening her hair bun, her two plump, slender arms outstretched, revealing the dark, oily hair under her armpits.
Her firm breasts trembled with the swaying of her body, her small, delicate navel nestled on her fair, supple abdomen.
Her full, rounded thighs and long, straight calves, with a thick thicket of pubic hair between them, concealed her most mysterious valley beneath a dark forest!
Her full, perky breasts leaped out like two white doves.
Her small, pale purple nipples, set against her alabaster skin, appeared exceptionally beautiful, like ripe grapes.
A dense, dark, glossy pubic hair, like a forest, formed an inverted triangle between her two plump, fair thighs, covering her slightly raised mons pubis.
Her dark red, thick, and slippery labia majora had parted, revealing pink, smooth labia minora and a slightly open vaginal opening. Separated by the narrow perineum was her small, dark purple anus, like a chrysanthemum bud.
Gazing upon this breathtakingly beautiful woman, her alluring figure, and the dreamlike, mature beauty of her genitals, Lu Ming’s penis swelled as if about to burst, straining against his trousers. He desperately needed a gentle place to release all his pent-up energy.
He didn’t know why Madam Ding was so promiscuous, but he couldn’t care less.
He wanted to fuck this horny, mature woman hard!
Madam Ding blushed with shame; she was simply afraid of death.
She wasn’t fearless; she wanted a child...
Because she had heard that Lu Ming had many wives and concubines, including some older than herself, all of whom had become pregnant.
As a woman, she desperately craved a child.
Seeing the other concubines with children while she had none filled her with immense bitterness and sorrow.
Furthermore, Cao Cao had already divorced her; she was merely residing in Cao Cao’s residence and hadn’t had time to move out before Lu Ming took her away. It was simply fate! The penis, released, sprang forth like a dragon emerging from the water, its massive, egg-sized glans covered in the grooves and lines etched by countless sexual encounters.
The thick, long shaft was covered in thick, bulging veins, throbbing with the rapid flow of blood; even to the naked eye, it exuded a powerful, impactful presence!
Madam Ding was overjoyed. She believed this enormous penis would surely bear her a child!
She lovingly played with his penis, her expression as if admiring a rare treasure.
After a while, she bent down, her back to him, her head resting on Lu Ming’s genitals, straddling him, her plump buttocks facing his face, to kiss and lick Lu Ming’s penis.
She took Lu Ming’s hard penis into her mouth, her red lips stroking it, her tongue licking the glans.
A surge of heat shot through his body from the glans, like an electric shock.
The delicate tongue licked his glans, making it tingle and numb, giving him a feeling of euphoria, as if he were ascending to heaven, waves of pleasure emanating from his penis.
After a while, Madam Ding lay down, voluntarily parting her legs.
With one hand, she parted her labia, and with the other, her thumb and middle finger held his penis, guiding the glans towards her mysterious, dreamlike, beautiful, already moist and open vaginal opening: "Please, My Lordship, grant me your favor!"
