Instead of going to the Yuan family, Ma Lun herself came to Lu Ming's residence to offer herself up.
On the surface, she came for medical treatment, but in reality, she came to be fucked and given sex by Lu Ming.
She also brought some internal information about the Yuan family to Lu Ming so he could prepare!
Yuan Wei, ironically, liked to discuss things with Ma Lun. The couple, lacking marital relations, were more like advisors offering suggestions.
Lu Ming grabbed Ma Lun's sagging breasts, feeling their weight.
His penis was inside Ma Lun's old, horny vagina, which wasn't as tight after three children.
Yuan Wei had initially refused to sleep with Ma Lun because she was too loose, but Lu Ming could still feel her vagina enveloping him. It could only be said that Yuan Wei's penis wasn't as thick and large as his!
Moreover, it could grind against the cervix, which was enough to conquer most women!
The sensation of Lu Ming's forceful thrusting into her vagina, coupled with the pleasure of his hands kneading her nipples, was something she could never experience with her husband.
Especially Lu Ming's large penis, each stroke sending shivers of pleasure through her clitoris, making it tingle and itch. The tender flesh of her vaginal walls was filled to bursting by his thick penis, and with each thrust, the large groove on the glans scraped against it, causing an indescribable, complex mix of sensations.
The excitement and stimulation caused Ma Lun's plump buttocks to sway from side to side and thrust back and forth, matching Lu Ming's vigorous thrusts.
"Oh...ah...husband...you're fucking...so good...uh...ah...fuck me...oh...husband..." Ma Lun no longer cared about face or dignity. Being pinned down by a boy she could be his grandson, she had no dignity left.
At this age, dignity was nothing compared to the pleasure of sex; it was better to just enjoy it.
Now, Ma Lun was completely consumed by lust.
Lu Ming felt Ma Lun's cervix clenching and sucking at his glans, a gush of hot, foamy fluid spurting out and staining the sheets.
He was about to reach his climax, and to make her even more pleasure, he thrust desperately.
His glans moved in and out of her plump vagina, grinding against her clitoris. "Slut...keep wiggling your ass...I'm going to cum...cum inside you...you old whore...get pregnant!"
Ma Lun's hips and buttocks were weak and sore from the writhing. Hearing his shouts, she mustered her remaining strength and thrust frantically back and forth, swaying her plump buttocks like she was dancing a hula.
Lu Ming felt Ma Lun's clitoris open and close even faster, gripping his glans even tighter and more intensely.
"Husband...oh...I'll listen to you...um...ah...shoot inside...oh...husband...ah...I want to...have a child for...husband...oh..."
Lu Ming felt a strong spasm of tender flesh around his large penis, as if it were squeezing him dry. Then, stimulated again by Ma Lun's hot fluid, he felt a surge of pleasure, an unprecedented wave of ecstasy rushing to his head. His glans tingled and tingled, his spine ached, and a thick, hot stream of semen shot out, spraying deep into Ma Lun's vagina.
Lu Ming lay helplessly on top of Ma Lun, his large penis swelling intermittently, each time releasing hot fluid that splattered inside Ma Lun's uterus.
The waves of semen surged, repeatedly bringing Ma Lun to the peak of orgasm. Her soul felt as if it had been torn into countless pieces, merging into the blazing sun, no longer distinguishable from itself.
Ma Lun loved Lu Ming's penis; it was large and comfortable, giving her the feeling of being completely filled.
As a woman ages, her vaginal walls lose elasticity and inevitably become looser. Lu Ming, however, ignited an unprecedented passion within her; the sensation was like that of a newlywed's first night—so exquisite, how could she not succumb!
Lu Ming was still caressing Ma Lun's heavy breasts, the nipples a purplish-black from having given birth to three children—a sign of a mature woman!
If it were someone like Empress Dowager Dong, the breasts would still retain a pinkish hue, indicating they hadn't been used much and had a wet nurse, thus maintaining their good condition.
Ma Lun enjoyed Lu Ming's caresses and kisses; any woman would succumb to Lu Ming's tenderness.
After reaching a climax, she was completely limp, her skin flushed a rosy red, her soft, warm body pressed tightly against Lu Ming's, the blush lingering on her face, her tightly closed eyes trembling.
"My lord, Yuan Wei intends to recommend you as the governor of Liangzhou. News from the Yuan family says that Ma Teng and Han Sui are making moves again; they have 100,000 mercenaries. We can't afford to be covetous!"
"Liangzhou itself has been in turmoil for many years, suffering severe population loss and damage. Where will they get so many soldiers, and how will they afford to support them?" Lu Ming still had some doubts about this. Even if soldiers were to leave their jobs, supporting one soldier, based on current productivity, would require at least ten households—yes, at least a family of four, not three—to support one soldier.
This doesn't even include heavy armor, just ordinary soldiers, those wearing bronze armor.
Bronze isn't as hard as iron, and iron isn't as hard as steel.
Basically, bronze was already being phased out; it could only be used to make other items. It wasn't very suitable for weapons, and even for armor, it was barely adequate.
This was the productivity level of the Eastern Han Dynasty; technology couldn't be improved, so they could only rely on quantity.
Natural disasters and man-made calamities, bandits and brigands, plagues and diseases, corvée labor and taxes—just surviving is a blessing.
If Ma Teng and Han Sui truly each commanded 100,000 troops, plus other small and large warlords, then Liangzhou's already sparse population would inevitably be further fragmented, leading to depopulation!
Therefore, Lu Ming found it strange that having an army was useless; civilian labor was also needed to support it.
Looking at Xiliang now, it didn't seem like a place capable of supporting so many troops!
Although Ma Lun wasn't involved in the specifics, he had received relevant information.
"They also have Qiang and Hu soldiers under their command, husband. I've written a letter here; give it to the Ma family in Anding County. They will help you contact Ma Teng, at least to prevent him from becoming your enemy. After you deal with Han Sui and his ilk, then figure out how to deal with him."
Ma Lun was from Fufeng, and Ma Teng also came from there. They belong to the same clan, but Ma Teng might be from a branch family, while Ma Lun is a member of the main branch.
Lu Ming put the envelope away and nodded. "Okay, I understand. I'll make good use of it. Don't worry, everything will be alright."