Tong Wenjie instinctively resisted, clenching her teeth to prevent Zhao Tianhao's large tongue from entering.
Zhao Tianhao wasn't in a hurry, inhaling as he caressed Tong Wenjie's alluring white body.
His large hands climbed onto Tong Wenjie's already erect breasts, playing with her nipples with great pleasure.
As his tongue hesitated to penetrate, Zhao Tianhao grew somewhat displeased. "Playing the virtuous while being a whore," he thought.
"She's already offering herself up, and she's still pretending to be chaste." He pinched her breast hard, causing Tong Wenjie to cry out in pain and involuntarily open her tightly closed mouth.
Zhao Tianhao's tongue seized the opportunity, sweeping through Tong Wenjie's mouth with unstoppable force, its tongue entwining with hers.
After being pinched painfully, Tong Wenjie realized what she was there for.
If Zhao Tianhao used this as an excuse after it was over, wouldn't he feel like he'd been used for nothing? He'd feel resigned, disheartened, and even want to give up entirely. Tong Wenjie began to respond.
Feeling Tong Wenjie's cooperation, Zhao Tianhao smiled inwardly. She was quite cooperative.
The lounge was filled with the sounds of smacking saliva being exchanged. An outsider might have thought it was a couple desperately in love expressing their affection in this way.
Zhao Tianhao's large hand reached for Tong Wenjie's vulva, rubbing her clitoris back and forth.
"Mmm, ah, no, if you're going to do it, hurry up," Tong Wenjie said, afraid of arousing Zhao Tianhao's desire, hoping he would finish quickly.
"Look how wet your vulva is, so you can't wait for me to fuck you," Zhao Tianhao said, inserting his hand into Tong Wenjie's wet, pink vulva.
"At this age, to even see pink... you can imagine how little sex she has. He's really hit the jackpot!"
Zhao Tianhao probed and dug inside Tong Wenjie's vagina, his two fingers thrusting in and out like a motor.
"Ah, no, slower, ah, ah, ah, no!" Tong Wenjie resisted, pushing Zhao Tianhao's hands away, hoping he would pull them out.
However, judging from her movements and her expression of enjoyment, it seemed more like a feigned resistance.
Soon, under Zhao Tianhao's teasing, Tong Wenjie reached orgasm.
"Ah, ahh, I can't take it anymore, ahh, ah, I'm going to pee!"
Tong Wenjie's vagina gushed out, drenching Zhao Tianhao's probing fingers.
Tong Wenjie snapped out of her throes of pleasure, feeling utterly ashamed. She had been brought to orgasm by a man other than her husband; even Fang Yuan had never given her one.
Tong Wenjie felt a pang of shame and regret, wondering if she shouldn't have done what she did, and if there might have been a better way to prevent Fang Yifan from repeating a grade.
Zhao Tianhao, unaware of Tong Wenjie's remorse, held up his finger, dripping with juice, to her face.
Tong Wenjie shook her head, pretending not to know what it was, deceiving herself.
"Look how wet you are, so horny. Has Fang Yuan never been enough to satisfy you?"
Tong Wenjie kept her eyes closed, remaining silent.
"You've been wanting me to fuck you for a while now, haven't you? You couldn't resist, so you came looking for a ride first thing this morning."
Zhao Tianhao humiliated Tong Wenjie relentlessly.
"Stop talking, stop talking!" Tong Wenjie was on the verge of collapse, overwhelmed by Zhao Tianhao's words. She had come with great determination, only to be verbally humiliated by him.
If they hadn't already undressed and gone this far, Tong Wenjie would have left long ago.
"You're so slutty, and you let others talk about it?" Zhao Tianhao slapped Tong Wenjie's large buttocks.
"You—" Tong Wenjie glared at Zhao Tianhao, clutching her buttocks.
"I, what did I do?" Zhao Tianhao slapped her buttocks again.
"Zhao Tianhao, don't go too far. I didn't come here for you to humiliate me," Tong Wenjie said, glaring at Zhao Tianhao.
"Then what are you doing here? If you don't want to, you can leave. I didn't force you," Zhao Tianhao released Tong Wenjie and gestured towards the door of the lounge.
Tong Wenjie was furious. If she could leave, she wouldn't be here being humiliated by him. She was now in a dilemma.
Leaving was out of the question, but she didn't want Zhao Tianhao to look down on her. She wanted to say something harsh, but didn't know what to say. Most importantly, she was afraid of angering Zhao Tianhao, after all, she was the one asking for his help.
Tong Wenjie had come here practically begging for a taste of his own medicine.
Zhao Tianhao sneered at Tong Wenjie, thinking, "She's like a prostitute trying to have her cake and eat it too."
Seeing Tong Wenjie standing there, somewhat bewildered, Zhao Tianhao's initial enthusiasm had waned considerably. What a disappointment.
"I was originally planning to just have sex with you once and be done with it. I, Zhao Tianhao, always keep my word. Now I'm done. You can leave."
Tong Wenjie looked at Zhao Tianhao, wondering what he was up to. Why was he suddenly being so kind? But she certainly wasn't going to leave; the matter wasn't resolved yet.
Zhao Tianhao, his large penis still erect, walked to the clothes he had just taken off and pulled out his phone from his pocket.
Tong Wenjie stared at Zhao Tianhao, only now realizing that he wasn't just handsome, but also had an incredible physique—even an athlete couldn't compare.
Looking at those streamlined abs and V-line, Tong Wenjie felt a surge of desire, as if her vagina was about to become wet again.
Seeing Zhao Tianhao's enormous penis, Tong Wenjie was shocked. It was huge; it could kill someone.
For some reason, an image of herself being pierced by that enormous penis flashed through Tong Wenjie's mind. Her face flushed, and she shook her head, quickly banishing the image from her mind.
Zhao Tianhao held up his phone and started playing an audio file.
Tong Wenjie didn't know what Zhao Tianhao was doing. She was about to ask, but seeing the sound coming from the phone, she listened patiently.
"Are you alright?" Tong Wenjie recognized Yingzi's voice.
"I'm fine, it's nothing." Tong Wenjie knew that voice all too well; it was her son's voice. Since it was related to her son, Tong Wenjie tensed up, listening intently, afraid of missing any information.
"You're really naughty. Luckily you didn't fall." The voice was unclear; it was probably Fang Yifan. Tong Wenjie guessed.
"Why did you climb up there? It's so dangerous!"
"I just wanted to take a picture of my goddess. I'm telling you, I don't care about anything else. Even if I fall from there, get crippled, or become a vegetable, I don't care."
The voice message ended, but Tong Wenjie felt nothing. She was still immersed in Fang Yifan's words.
Tong Wenjie never expected her son to say such things. He was willing to risk his life for a girl. If her son died, how could they, as parents, live?
Tong Wenjie felt her son was truly insensible, and she was heartbroken.
"I overheard Fang Yifan and Yingzi's conversation on the day of the pep rally. My intention was to check on Fang Yifan, who had been lying in the infirmary, now lively and energetic on the playground. Who would have thought that Fang Yifan had climbed up there for another reason? Just as I said in the infirmary, it's the school's responsibility, and the school naturally won't shirk it. Similarly, for things caused by personal reasons, the school must punish them."
"Furthermore, as a student of Chunfeng Middle School, instead of studying properly, he's getting involved in a relationship. He's disregarding his own safety for the person he likes. This kind of bad behavior must be severely punished. If this kind of atmosphere becomes a model, who will guarantee the safety of the students? The school will be in complete chaos."
"Before, because Fang Yifan was already a senior in high school, I was afraid it would affect his studies, so I didn't hand the recording over to the school. I didn't want to escalate the matter, thinking I would just give him a warning and education privately. Now I think I was wrong. It's better to hand it over to the school, and he must be severely punished. Disrupting the normal operation of the pep rally, and as a senior high school student, not studying properly and thinking about dating all day long, this kind of bad trend will have an extremely negative impact on Chunfeng Middle School."
Zhao Tianhao was exaggerating the situation, trying to make it sound more serious. However, Zhao Tianhao wasn't entirely lying to Tong Wenjie. Getting a disciplinary action or being expelled were things the school could easily manipulate.
Tong Wenjie was stunned. She had just been looking at the problem from a mother's perspective, thinking Fang Yifan was too irresponsible, not considering his parents at all, and treating his life like a game.