Chapter Thirty-Two: Blooming

  Song Tang carefully examined the poster on the wall for a while, and found that real people were more attractive. Song Tang carefully observed Monica walking in front of him, and as she moved, her beautiful buttocks swayed back and forth. Suddenly, Song Tang felt like there was a flame burning in his lower abdomen, and the male symbol stood up high, forming a tent. Fortunately, Monica didn't notice Song Tang's embarrassing situation at this time.

  "Song, sit down and rest for a while." Monica said, taking off the coat that was draped over her body and hanging it on the wall hook. Then she poured Song a glass of water and bent down to hand it to him. However, since Monica was still wearing the low-cut dress, as she bent down, her ample bosom was completely exposed in front of Song. The black lace bra inside the dress tightly hugged a quarter of her bosom, squeezing out a deep cleavage that seemed bottomless. Seeing this scene, Song's lustful flames burned even brighter, his eyes fixed intently on Monica's chest, while his lower body rose like a high tent.

  Monica saw Song Tang staring at her chest so intently, and knowing her own charm, she wasn't surprised. She gave him a cold look and said, "You little pervert, you stay here for now, I'm going to take a bath."

  Song Tang saw Monica's expression and suddenly knew that his ugly appearance had been seen by Monica, so he smiled awkwardly twice, picked up the water Monica had just poured and started drinking it, covering up his own ugliness.

  Song Tang watched Monica sway into the bathroom, and as the water flowed in the bathroom, through the glass, Song Tang could vaguely see Monica's perfect S-shaped figure, for a moment, Song Tang couldn't help but have lustful thoughts, his desire burning even stronger.

  To divert his attention, Song Tang turned on the TV and forced himself not to imagine what was happening behind the bathroom door. After a long while, Song Tang finally returned to his usual calm state. It wasn't until over an hour later that the sound of running water in the bathroom gradually came to a stop. Some time after that, Monica finally emerged from the bathroom.

  Song Tang heard the bathroom door respond, and involuntarily looked towards the bathroom door. Monica, who had just finished bathing, was wrapped in a short towel, her full figure visible through the semi-transparent towel. Her chest was prominent, with two protruding breasts clearly visible, and her lower body was vaguely discernible beneath the towel. Her hair was still damp and disheveled, scattered across her snow-white skin. Song Tang had never seen such an alluring state before, and for a moment, his brain was stunned. He couldn't understand why Monica would dress in such a seductive way.

  Actually, Song Tang didn't know that when Monica was alone at home before, she would dress up like this after taking a bath. But since then, Monica has been alone at home, so after taking a bath, she dressed very casually. However, today Monica forgot that Song Tang was still in her house, so she still dressed up as usual and appeared in the room, which caught Song Tang's eyes off guard.

  Monica, dressed to impress, saw Song Tang sitting on the sofa, his eyes burning with desire as he looked her up and down. Song Tang's lower body had already risen like a tent, and although Monica was open-minded, she couldn't bear the way he was looking at her. For a moment, Monica's face turned bright red, and her whole body began to feel weak and limp.

  As the saying goes: when flowers bloom, they should be picked immediately, don't wait until there are no more flowers to pick. When one can't bear it anymore, there's no need to bear it again. Song Tang was in such a state of mind at this moment, and even if Jessica knew about this matter, she would probably understand him too. The sudden thought startled Song Tang.

  Song Tang, unable to bear it any longer, suddenly turned off the TV that had just been turned on, and ran to Monica's side. He wrapped his arms around her waist, one hand rubbing her plump buttocks through the thin bath towel, while the other hand grasped her large breasts through the towel, changing shape with every rub. As he felt the softness emanating from Monica's body, Song Tang slipped his tongue into Monica's mouth, entwining it with her small tongue, and the atmosphere in the room began to become infinitely ambiguous.

  Monica, who had not experienced such things for a long time, couldn't stand Song Tang's teasing. Suddenly, Monica's hands involuntarily hooked around Song Tang's neck, and she hung on him. The small towel wrapped around her body had already fallen to the ground with their movements. Although Monica was now unbearable from teasing, she still insisted that Song Tang go take a bath.

  At this time, Song Tang, who was already burning with desire, heard the urging words of the beauty in his arms and refused to comply. However, Song Tang did not want the beauty to suffer, because at this time, he indeed had a strong smell of alcohol on him. So, he bent down and picked up Monica, and amidst her cries of surprise, the two of them rushed into the bathroom together. One was an inexperienced but mature body, the other was naturally talented, and in an instant, the entire room was left with traces of their love, from the bathtub to the floor to the sofa, until finally, the two of them moved to Monica's bedroom bed.

  Monica, this mature woman, is indeed not comparable to Jessica, that innocent young girl. The battle between Song Tang and Jessica was limited by Song Tang's need to care for Jessica's tender pain, so it didn't allow Song Tang to release his inner desires, but with Monica, it was different. The intense battle between the two lasted for over two hours before they finally rested, at which point both of them showed satisfied expressions.

  The rain stopped, and Song Tang's hands kept moving back and forth on Monica's body. The two quietly savored the lingering pleasure, their eyes fixed on the sexy goddess lying on top of him, still drawing circles on his chest. Song Tang knew he hadn't fully conquered this Italian goddess's mind and body, but Monica didn't object to this because Song Tang had released all her pent-up desires over the past few days.

  At this moment, Song Tang needs to completely conquer the Italian goddess of sensuality on his body, whether it's her body or mind. Thinking of this, Song Tang disregards Monica's already exhausted body and mind, tightly grasping the large chest in front of him, pressing it down, and entering Monica's body with his lower half, starting a new round of conquest.

  The two once again indulged in passionate love-making, until Monica reached her fifth climax and could no longer withstand Song Tang's advances. Only then did Song Tang pour all the passion he had accumulated for so long into Monica's body, filling her to the brim. As they finally rested, Monica's face was flushed with a spring-like glow, her body covered in a rosy hue from their lovemaking. She lay still on top of Song Tang, allowing his large hands to roam freely over her body.

  "Oh, darling, you've actually gotten that thing inside me, I'm going to get pregnant, and there's no medicine here." Monica murmured while drawing circles on Song Tang's chest.

  Song Tang heard Monica's murmurs, chuckled and stroked her large bust, teasingly saying: "It doesn't matter, baby. I'm looking forward to having a kid. Was it comfortable tonight, my sweet darling?"

  "Oh, stop it, dear, you're like a mad bull, I just can't take it anymore." Monica said, grabbing Song Tang's hand that was in the midst of mischief.

  "You haven't told me yet, are you comfortable tonight, baby." Song Tang increased the force in his hands and fiercely thrust his lower body into Monica's twice, saying.

  "Oh!" Monica felt something coming from below and hurriedly stopped Song Tang, saying: "Oh, dear, stop it quickly, I'm very satisfied tonight."

  Upon hearing Monica's affirmative response, Song Tang stopped his actions on her. He knew that tonight, Monica had reached her physical limit, so he tightly hugged the sexy beauty who was lying on top of him, savoring the lingering pleasure.

  Monica leaned heavily on Song Tang's body, feeling the warmth of his arms, and said with a dazed expression: "Dear, do you know why I attended this dinner party tonight?"

  Song Tang heard that Monica was going to tell the cause and effect of tonight's banquet, Song Tang knew that there must be an unknown story in this, Song Tang did not disturb Monica, but instead held her own embrace tightly, letting Monica's sexy body completely stick to herself, feeling the softness on the beauty's body, quietly listening to the beauty recounting the details of the matter.

  It wasn't until Monica finished telling the story that Song Tang understood the reason, it turned out that this man named Crow was Monica's ex-boyfriend, an Italian who came from a family that ran a pretty good multinational company and had been a member of the Italian mafia. On the surface, Crow seemed like a handsome and wealthy prince charming, which is what Monica thought at first, but as they got to know each other better, Monica discovered that Crow was actually a dark-tempered man who liked to play with women's emotions, took drugs, and had many other bad habits. After discovering this, although Monica still had deep feelings for Crow, she took the opportunity to develop her career in America and left Italy, leaving Crow behind.

  I thought it was all over, but who knew Craw would come to the US, intending to get Monica's forgiveness through tonight's birthday party and restore their feelings. However, Craw didn't expect that there would be a Songtang tonight, not only did he not get what he wanted, but also got hugged by the beauty. If Craw knew that Monica was moaning softly under Songtang tonight, I wonder if he would be so angry that he would vomit blood, Songtang thought wickedly.