sneaky erome What a beautiful netizen, so fucking

sneaky erome What a beautiful netizen, so fucking
What a beautiful netizen, so fucking
What a beautiful netizen, so fucking

To be honest, she is the most beautiful among the netizens I have ever dated and the highest quality: a student in the Department of Oil Painting of the Academy of Fine Arts.So when I first met her I became very reserved.Although she had promised to check in with me in the previous online chat, when I saw that she was 1.65 meters tall, weighed 95, was slim and tall, with beautiful long hair, pretty melon-shaped face and ice-moist lips, she couldn't help but feel a little inferior. In addition, she didn't know where the nearest hotel was, so I had to ask to sit in the nearby water bar before talking about it.Just as I was chatting with her about some serious topics, she racked my brains to search for a hotel nearby in my impression, her phone rang, and the school notified her to go back for a meeting and go back immediately.It seems that there may be no one who checked in the room. Despite my disappointment, I took a taxi with a very graceful taxi and sent her back to school. Before leaving, I asked, "I will ask you next time, will you come out?" Her answer was concise and puzzled: "Maybe 'maybe'." This sentence made me review the breaking sentences and judging subject-predicate object of high school Chinese in the taxi I went back.After I went back, I talked about this with a fellow student using short messages.He said that he saw a young woman with a devilish figure but also a devilish face.Because he couldn't stand the disgusting face, he asked his colleague to call and lie and retreat (PS: This fellow has high requirements for women. If it were me, of course I would talk about it - it would be the same after turning off the lights anyway^_^) Speaking of this, I couldn't help but be surprised: Will my netizen with an angelic face also play the same trick?But now that things have come to this, I comforted myself and thought it was a gentleman anyway, and I had a normal meeting.

A few days later, I drove by her school and couldn't help but send her a text message after I came back.Unexpectedly, her answer was: "Do you still remember me? I thought you forgot me." It seems that she must think that I live in a cluster of flowers, and if I don't want to find her, I will naturally have someone to make up for it.In this way, she probably didn't get out of here on excuses, but it was true. And from her quick reply to the message, she seemed to have no disgust for me.Haha, there is a chance.What happened next accelerated the story's progress.

One morning, I received a joke about SARS and forwarded it to her. Soon she replied: "What are you doing?" I said a few words, but it was nothing more than a slutty word like "I am missing you". She asked me back, "Your wife is not here, so arrogant." I immediately told me all the way to ask her when my wife was there, and how to ask her when my wife was not here.Anyway, it’s just a message, so we’re not afraid of blushing, hehe.She replied with a "hehe" and asked, "What do you like to do with your wife?" She was right!She herself brought the topic to sex, and it was time to look at my thumb...

As a result, I talked with her with a short message all morning, from the posture she liked to the "scratch-and-error" of her boyfriend; from the first date of a netizen to the glory of May Day last year, our topics were in-depth and extensive, and our Q&A was direct and sensitive.Although I wanted to go over and meet her immediately at that time, reason told me that the opportunity was not yet ripe.But when she said in the last message, "I'm going to draw, be good, play by myself." I knew that this oil painting girl must belong to me.(Sorry, everyone, I haven't gotten to the topic after being tugged for so long. I've been wasting your time. But since I've watched so much, I'll continue to be patient and the good show will start soon.) Time passed a few more days in my fantasy of meeting her.After unexpectedly, after I woke up from my afternoon nap before 2 pm, I received a text message from her on my phone: "Come out in the afternoon." After a struggle of thought (whether to meet her or deal with work first), I decided to meet her. After all, a girl will not be able to meet you at any time if she takes the initiative to ask for an appointment with you.

This meeting took a long time to prepare, so I went straight to a three-star hotel I had known in advance, opened a room, bought a condom and waited for her to come.After a period of anxious waiting, her figure wearing a mask (the popular "SARS") finally appeared in my view through the cat's eyes when I walked through the door.The moment she raised her hand and was about to knock on the door, I opened the door.She smiled at me and walked into the room naturally.Her dress today changed a different style from the time we first met that day.That day, she was wearing a black sweater and black jeans, and today she was a bohemian top and jeans wearing a short skirt outside, which looked quite alternative.Seeing me looking at her up and down, she threw her small bag on the bed and asked a question that made me confused: "What should I do now?" What can I do?I walked over, patted the bed beside me, and said, "What do you think?" She sat beside me generously, turned her head to watch TV, and I reached out to hug her waist, and my lips were tied to her neck.Unexpectedly, she giggled and broke away, stood up and kept changing channels, and said to herself, "Why are there no good programs?" I asked, "What, are you sorry?" She nodded, but her eyes were still staring at the TV screen.I said, "Don't be embarrassed, come and sit down." As I said that, I reached out to pull her.She sat down halfway to me, just between my legs.I wrapped my arms around her waist and whispered behind her ears: "If you close your eyes and treat me as your boyfriend, you won't be embarrassed." While lifting your hand up, she held her breasts through the clothes.The feeling of fullness and fullness from the palm of my hand made me almost unable to believe it because from the outside, her breasts were very small. Based on my previous experience with other girls, this kind of small breasts that were almost supported by a bra would never have such a round and full feel. The support of the five-body head was only slightly swelling and could not be held back at all.The unexpected feeling made me immediately erection. I was about to touch it further, but she stood up again and fled to the bed opposite. I didn't like to force myself against the girl, so I didn't chase her and continue.I sat on the bed here and said, "I don't know what to do if you are like this." She stared at the TV and thought for a while, and said, "This is it, you can cover your eyes." Oh, it turns out that she was embarrassed to let me take off her clothes.I tried to ask, "Can't I turn around and not look at you?" "No! I have to cover my eyes." She said without any room for negotiation.I continued to work hard to take off the beauty's clothes with my own hands: "Are you so embarrassed? I'll see them all in a while anyway." "It's different." It seems that it's not OK to compromise.I could not help but put my coat on my head, and still muttered unwillingly: "Why are you not going to the bathroom, and I have to suffer like this?" She asked quickly: "Why are you not going to the bathroom??" Oh, so that's it, "You said it earlier!" I pulled off my coat, and didn't look up and saw that she was probably half taken off, so she went straight into the bathroom - I didn't want to rush to take a look and it was a big deal that would be ruined for a while!After a moment, she shouted outside, "Okay!" I answered, but saw her clothes, skirt, underwear, and underwear spread out. She had already hid under the sheet of another bed, holding the single mouth of the quilt with her hands, and seemed a little embarrassed.I'm just as embarrassed to not do this at this time.I naturally stood in front of her and took off my clothes, without even leaving my underwear, and lay naked beside her.Seeing me lying down, she turned her face unnaturally, and I laughed at her: "I'm sorry yet?" As she said that, she turned her face and planned to kiss her.Unexpectedly, she turned her face to the other side and said, "No kissing." "Why? I don't have bad breath." I continued to pull her face unwillingly, but she still firmly avoided my lips and replied, "Even my boyfriend can't kiss me. If you don't believe me, you can ask him." Since she said that, I couldn't continue, so I turned to the next best and kissed her earlobe.This time she did not refuse again, but closed her eyes and quietly let my lips and tongue slide on her earlobes and side face.

While kissing, my hand was touching her bare shoulders without any chance, and reached into the sheet, stroking her breasts.Her breasts are indeed real. Although they are small, they are full and round, and softly support my palms, making me unable to help but push away the sheet and carefully appreciate the beauty that is as white as her skin.My lips covered the other while my fingers were pinching and kneading a small pink nipple.

Her breathing began to gradually become rapid, and her hands began to grab my shoulders.I sucked, and my hands slid across her flat and smooth belly, and reached straight between her legs, finding the shy clitoris hidden between her pubic hair and labia, and kneading it carefully.Now her breathing accelerated rapidly, and her hands hugged me even harder.After kneading for a whilesneaky erome , I lifted off the sheet covering her lower body by kissing her belly.Because her whole body was exposed to me, she shyly clamped her legs, as if she didn't want me to see her dark privacy, but this was different from the firm rejection just now. It was just an instinctive reaction. As soon as I pulled her hands, her legs were half-pushed and half-splied, and her narrow labia appeared in front of me.I bent down my face, stretched out my tongue and started licking. She screamed immediately, twisting her body, her hands seemed to be pushing my head or pressing her, and her reaction was very fierce.I didn't care about that much. I grabbed her legs with both hands, buried my head deeply, licked and sucked her unbearable cry.The slightly salty vaginal fluid flowed into my mouth in a short while. When I touched it with my fingers, my clitoris and labia were all slippery. Now I can play with it more wantonly.So I slowly inserted my middle finger into it, first hooked the tender flesh on the wall of her vagina for a while, causing her whole body to tense, and then I also put my index finger in, and then began to thrust rhythmically.She moaned ah, grabbed my arm and the sheets with her hands tightened. Her lower body kept pressing down with my rhythm, swaying desperately, making a sound of thrusting, and the vaginal fluid kept flowing out.I looked at her like an ecstasy and couldn't help but speed up the movements on my hands. For a moment, I suddenly felt her vagina suddenly expanding, as if she was trying hard to suck something, and then recovered. I repeated this several times. She screamed, and her hands desperately hugged my body to her. I knew it was time to come.

I pulled out my fingers, took out the condom in a hurry and put it on. I turned around and saw that she was slowly twisting her naked body like all the women who were eager to accept it, waiting for the man's conquest with rapid breathing.I knelt down, spread her legs, found the opening of the vagina, held my erect penis, and stuffed it into her hungry pussy bit by bit.As her penis slowly entered, the expression on her face gradually changed. She first closed her eyes as if she was patient, then stretched her eyebrows, and then opened her mouth, and an extremely comfortable "Ah~~~~~~" came from the depths of her throat.After I felt my penis finally being completely wrapped by the warm body, I began to move slowly and vigorously.To be honest, her vagina was not as tight as I thought, but her reaction was much bigger than I thought. After I thrust a few times, her fingers almost grabbed my back, making me panting while thrusting her and telling her not to scratch me. It was hard to explain to my wife when I went back. She was a little calmer, but the sound of moaning was still as presumptuous as ever.

After kneeling and tucking in for a while, I turned her over and started my favorite behind-the-scene.She raised her white and tender big butt high, supported her head with her hands, and screamed as her whole body shook again and again by the impact of my majestic penis.Such a beautiful girl lying in front of me so lewdly made me feel extremely stimulating. When I was excited, my lower body became numb, and a lot of sperm of my penis gushed out.I supported her butt with my five-body head tightly, and I didn't let go of my hand until the last drop was ejaculated.After letting go of her hand, her butt was still unsatisfied and shook her desperately for a while until I pulled out her weak penis, and she fell reluctantly on the bed.After the passion passed, she immediately regained her reserve as before and quickly pulled the sheet to cover her body.I bent down and asked her, "How do you think?" She smiled at the wall with her face, but didn't say anything, and it seemed that she was quite satisfied.I leaned against her, gently stroked her arm, and said, "Wait, you will still look good later." Then she turned her facesneaky erome , looked at me with a little unquestionable smile, and turned her face back.I didn't care about her, adjusted my breathing, relaxed my mind, and turned my attention to TV.This is my experience: after doing it once, you are too anxious to get an erection and do it next time, which will affect your mood; on the contrary, after orgasm, take a comfortable rest for a while, chat a few words, watch TV, and you will be able to get into the state soon.

I chatted for a while without a word. About 20 minutes passed. I saw that the time seemed to be too long, so I prepared to start the next time.I said, "I'll give you a massage." She obediently lie down over her body, exposing her entire back.I straddled her body and began to knead down her neck, pinching it all the way until my hands pressed on her vagina again.I gently rubbed her still wet vagina, inserted my hand into her, squeezed between her breasts and the mattress, and worked together to caress her.After a while, her body began to twist. I turned her over, continued to rub her vagina with one hand, and helped her half-erect penis with the other hand, and put it to her mouth.She refused to kiss me but did not refuse my penis with residual semen at all. She opened her mouth and sucked it back and forth deeply and shallowly.In fact, the mental pleasure of oral sex is much greater than the physical pleasure. Seeing my crude things in the beauty's rosy little mouth, the strong sense of conquest made me immediately fully erect, and I was even worried that I would ejaculate immediately.So I almost pulled out my penis - I wanted to conquer her vagina, not her mouth - let the glans rub against her skin and slide downwards, sliding towards the battle position.She obviously enjoyed this special caress, her body was strongly bent, her moan and her hard grasp made me fully feel the extreme happiness of her body.Once again, my penis was penetrated deeply into her pussy.She tightened her body and hugged me tightly, and opened her thighs to hold my butt

, as if she wanted me to fuck her harder.I supported my body with my hands and used a push-up position to move the piston vigorously and quickly. This is my most powerful position. Except for the lower body, my body does not contact the woman's body at all, which can give the lower body a fuller space for movement, so that the range and strength of the movement can be maximized.Sure enough, under the impact of this posture, she completely lost herself, just screamed, twisted, just grabbed me, completely forgot everything around her, forgot that she didn't even know my name, and only the pleasure filled her whole body was left in her heart.

Although push-ups can give both parties great pleasure, they also consumed physical strength. After I inserted it for about a few minutes, I felt that my arms could not be supported, so I sat up. She sat up and sat up with her and rode on me. It turned into a male and female upper pose. However, before I could lie down completely, I was impatient, so I hugged my neck tightly and began to shake my butt back and forth, making me have to continue sitting, holding her frantically twisting waist to maintain the balance between the two.Her face was tilted back and she was shaking her butt very devotedly, but the pleasure this gave me was not strong. Maybe it might be stronger if she moved up and down. However, looking at her excited and screaming look, I did not change my posture, but just pushed up from time to time to comfort the penis under heavy pressure.

This posture lasted for a while, and the base of my penis was pressed and it hurt a little.I think it's time for me to show my power.So I pushed her down, and her head was squeezed against the wall beside the bed. Now, every time I bumped, she was forced to tilt her head, her hair was scattered on her face, her rosy lips were half open, and her eyes were closed. It was so sexy. Such a beautiful girl was having sex with herself so crazy that I, who was struggling, even suspected that I was in a dream.As the movement intensified, her head kept sliding down until it almost slid to the foot of the bed. Since the foot of the bed was against the entrance of the room, I was afraid that she would moan unscrupulously to attract the hotel people, so I pulled out her penis and caressed her with her mouth and hands, allowing her wild body to relax for a moment.Sure enough, as soon as my penis was pulled out, she collapsed and no longer twisted as violently as before. But when I kissed her sensitive parts, I occasionally grabbed my hair with my hands.My mouth kept kissing down her neck. When it reached her sexy belly button, her reaction suddenly intensified, especially when I put my tongue into her belly button and licked it hard, her hand holding my hair seemed to want to grab me like a bald man. It hurt so much that I had to stop after licking it for a while: "Don't try so hard, it's hard to explain to my wife after grabbing my hair and then I'm not easy to explain to my wife." She turned her face embarrassedly, and gently touched my face, and said, "Who told you to lick me so well..." Looking at her charming attitude, my desire rose again.I grabbed her arm, pulled her up, and said, "Didn't you say you like to stand up?" As I said that, I stood up, picked up one of her legs, and held her penis with one hand and tried hard to find the location of her vagina.Maybe the height difference between us was still a little big. I fumbled for a long time and couldn't insert my penis into it. She was anxious. She hugged my neck and simply lifted her other leg up. She immediately hung her on my body. I hugged her legs with both hands, lifted her body up and then sat down, and the penis finally penetrated smoothly.She screamed, her hands tightly wrapped around my neck, and then I tried hard on my hands and began to move her up and down, allowing her penis to rub in and out of her vagina.Although my penis does not move much in her vagina in this position, it is equivalent to inserting it with the weight of her whole body, almost penetrated into the uterus, so she was so happy that she was so happy. After a few strokes, she actually shouted desperately: "Comfortable...I feel so comfortable!" To be honest, although I have seen many women in various erotic works that make all kinds of lewd words when they are fucked, I have never encountered it once before having sex with her. Today I have experienced it.It seems that she likes to have sex while standing and making a fuss.

Although it is exciting, the posture called "Italian Chandelier" is really exhausting. You should know that she weighs 95 pounds.I stood for about 5 minutes and couldn't bear it anymore, so I slowly put her on the bed.Maybe it was too exciting just now, maybe it was because I pressed her down and I put her on the bed and ejaculated. It was really not enough to have fun.Because of time, I had to leave. Before leaving, I asked her, "Is this awesome enough?" She still smiled without saying a word.I asked again, "Do you won't come out next time I ask you?" She corrected immediately, "I didn't say that!" Haha, it seems that I have dealt with her enough.I am determined to find time to ask her out and have sex a few more times. Everyone is waiting to see the show!