thickwife，[Second] The past of lust in those years [Author： Unknown]_3

thickwife，[Second] The past of lust in those years [Author： Unknown]_3
[Second] The past of lust in those years [Author： Unknown]_3
[Second] The past of lust in those years [Author: Unknown]

　　

　　The past of lust in those years

　　This is a lustful past that happened many years ago between me and a beautiful girl.

　　We met because of work.That year, I went to the company where she worked for a two-day seminar, and she was the receptionist of the conference.She has just walked out of school and is young, beautiful, full of vitality and enthusiasm.

　　It is hard to say who attracted whom first. Anyway, from the first meeting with her, reporting to her until the end of the meeting, I left, we had a certain silent favor and tacit understanding.Then after nearly a year of letters, telephone exchanges and a few meetings, we began our five-year life as a lover... Our first blind date was about a year later, when I accompanied her to see one of her female classmates and her close friend, at that classmate's home.

　　Let me introduce this girl first.Her surname is W, she is about 1.67 meters tall and weighs fifty kilograms.The year we met, she was just twenty years old. She was commissioned for training at a university for two years and returned to her original company - a large state-owned company with tens of thousands of employees, and worked as an announcer of the company's radio, film and television station.

　　As such a character, she is a girl with a sweet voice and a charming appearance.Because she is a girl who studies literature, I feel that her heart is full of dreamy romantic feelings, and firm beliefs and passionate emotional pursuits.Since she is the youngest child in the family, she has a side that is pampered and a side that wants to care for others.I could feel these things from time to time in my in-depth contact with her later.

　　One day that summer, she called and told me to accompany her to see one of her friends.Her friend S is in Jingbei. She really wants me to go with her.

　　Her enthusiasm was unstoppable, and I didn't want to stop it. I agreed without hesitation.Then I discussed the details, how to go, when to go, where she and I met, etc.I have a strong sense of autonomy in my work, but I just need to arrange it with my family because I was already married at that time.

　　The next morning, we took a long-distance bus to Jingbei and arrived at our destination smoothly.At the Jingbei Long-distance Bus Terminal, she called S and said we were here.S told her address and asked us to take a taxi to her place.

　　When I got there, I saw S, and I was another young and beautiful beauty.Her figure and appearance are somewhat similar to W, and she is also very enthusiastic.After a while of greetings, we were taken directly to her home.

　　I put down my bag and washed it, and it was lunch time.S Zuodong invited us to dinner, then sent us back to her house and said, "You guys can rest here. I'll call you to have dinner in the evening. I still have something to do now, so let's have a good chat tonight." As she said that, she and W hugged her, blinked at her, and said to me, "Goodbye, old friend" and left.

　　S is not married yet (I am young), but I have a boyfriend living together, and her house is where she lives with her boyfriend.These days, her boyfriend went to the south due to business matters, and she did not live here often, but went back to her mother's house to live.

　　Her house was the earliest commercial house developed at that time, with two bedrooms, a large living room, and a large bathroom and kitchen.After all, she was a group of people who became rich first in business. Her room was decorated in a very luxurious way at that time.The doors and window covers, ceilings, and walls were covered with decorative wall cloth lined with the sea. The appliances and furniture were also very high-end and luxurious at that time.If it weren't for the bed and a large wardrobe, I felt like I had walked into a luxurious private room in Karaoke.

　　I have the habit of taking a nap, and after I sent S off, I went to sleep for a while.When I woke up, W had already taken a shower and sat quietly on the TV.I went over and sat next to her, drinking the ice water she prepared for me, while watching TV with her.

　　W naturally put his arms around my arm and said to me, "Do you know what S said to you when we came back just now?" "What did you say to me?" "At that time, weren't you walking in front of us, were we behind youthickwife ? S looked at you walking in front and said to me, "Your old friend's orders are so smooth!" "Haha..." I smiled and didn't say anything.

　　I know that the "smooth" mentioned by S means that my figure is relatively slender and straight, without hunchbacked and buckle legs or something.And she called me "old friend", not because we were "friends we met for a long time", but because I was "old" friend, because I was twelve years older than W and thirteen years older than S.

　　Generally speaking, I am a taciturn person and now I am in a relatively unfamiliar environment, so I maintain a more cautious attitude.W is a smart girl and a very good arrangement girl. She strives to create a relaxed and comfortable atmosphere, hoping that I can stay here casually and comfortably.After all, I don’t know S and I feel more restrained at the stranger’s home.

　　Fortunately, I won’t feel bored when I stay with a smart and sensible girl like W, because she is better able to create an atmosphere, and after all, I still like her very much.Although I was a little uncomfortable with the environment, I was still very happy to be alone with her without any interference.

　　But what happier should be W. She seemed to be in water here, greeting me like a housewife.

　　Time passed quickly, and S came over and asked us to have dinner together, but she was still the one who did it.I was a little uncomfortable when I always asked a little girl I was invited to dinner, but I didn't say anything.

　　After dinner, S returned to her house with us, chatted with W for a while, and took some clothes and other things, so she got up and wanted to go back to her mother's house.Before leaving, she told W that we would come tomorrow morning to ask us to have breakfast together.

　　It was not until this time that I realized that S would not live here tonight.I originally thought she lived with W, and I lived in another one. Now it seems that S was temporarily given to us to live alone.

　　After S left, I watched TV and W went into the bathroom.After a while, she came out and had already taken a shower again.She said to me, "I've prepared the water, you can go and wash it." "Okay." I went to have dinner just now, and it was a little hot, and I was already sweating.

　　I went into the bathroom and there was also an electric water heater inside, which had already burned water.In the bathtub, there is a small plastic stool.W followed me into the bathroom and said, "I think you are standing in the bathtub, your head is about to reach the ceiling, so just sit on the stool to wash." When I looked, it was true.The bathtub of S is a bit high and the ceiling is a bit low. It is really not enough space for me to stand up like this person who is more than 8 meters tall.

　　I thought to myself, the little girl was quite careful, so she said, "Okay, you go out." "Well, just put your clothes here." She pointed to the basin stand beside the door and said, and then went out.

　　When I finished taking a shower, W had turned off the TV, turned off the lights in the living room, and only the bedside lights were turned on in the bedroom.She was half lying on the bed in the bedroom and read a book, and the bed was already cleaned up and it was like sleeping.

　　Let me explain here that in S's room, although there are two rooms, only one room has a bed, and the other room is decorated as a dining room, with a larger dining table inside and a cabinet next to it.

　　In other words, I have two choices, either sleeping in the same bed with W, or going to the living room for thanks.

　　The weather was very hot at that time, and the only air conditioner in S was installed in the bedroom. If you sleep in the cowhide in the living room, it would definitely be a very painful thing.The situation at that time was so "stern" and "cruel"!

　　I was wearing only a pair of loose beach shorts, naked on my upper body, and my already white skin that I had just taken a bath was even more white under the dim light of the bedside lamp.I was hesitating to enter or not at the door, and chatting with her, "What book are you reading?" She waved to me and said with a smile, "Come on, come and see, this joke is so funny, I'm so laughing!" Just this seemingly relaxed and casual words immediately relieved my embarrassment and hesitation, and I ran to her side, pretending to go and see the "hilarious" joke while enjoying the coolness of the air conditioner.

　　She gave in to the bed, and I went to the bed, leaning side by side with her back against the head of the bed, and sitting on the bed with both legs stretched out.She handed the book in her hand to me and said, "Look." Then she leaned over naturally, leaning on my side, her head resting on my shoulders, and her hand also stretched out from behind, hugging my waist.

　　She wore a sleeveless short nightgown with a wide neckline, so I could even see her breasts; the hem of the short nightgown only covered half of her thighs, and her body moved a lot, and some of the panties inside her were exposed.

　　The fragrance of her body hit my confused mind, and the soft silky hair touched my naked chest.All I can do in such an ambiguous environment and with such a sexy body is to throw down the book and hug her tightly in my arms.We started kissing…it was our first kiss and it should be her first kiss with a man.Obviously, she was unfamiliar with kissing and only knew to rub my lips against my lips, nose, eyes and cheeks.

　　I felt obliged to give this little girl a correct and passionate kissing education, so I hugged her head with both hands, pointed my lips to her, kissed me gently, then stuck out my tongue to lick her lips, and then further, separated her lips and teeth with her tongue, and put her tongue into her mouth to lick and suck.At the beginning, she was a little resistant and hesitant about my actions, but after only a moment of stalemate, she began to accept and enjoy my kiss.

　　W is smart. In just a moment, she mastered the skills of kissing. She also began to put her tongue into my mouth and sucked my tongue and lips. Our kiss became more and more passionate and lingering.Our tongues stir and suck in each other's mouth, rubbing their lips, and their teeth alternately bite each other's lips and tongues; our hands also began to stroke each other's bodies.

　　Slowly, I lay flat on the bed, her upper body pressing against my chest, and we continued to kiss each other passionately, and the lust of both of us strengthened and rose in such a passionate kiss.My swelling and firm lower body pushed up my loose beach shorts high

, as if I was holding up a tent on my lower abdomen.

　　I couldn't help but turn over and put her flat on the bed, get up and kneel between her legs.I looked at her. The beautiful watery face was shyly blushed under the soft warm light, which looked even more charming and enchanting; in the white and smooth nightgown, there was a pure and sincere body, slightly slender, white and soft.She is such a smart, cunning, willful and brave girl, full of girlish innocence and cuteness.

　　I gently stroked her body, her face, her mouth, her arms, her thighs, her jade feet... She closed her eyes, feeling the strange excitement I had brought to her that I had never felt before.

　　I gently stroked her breasts. Through her nightgown, I could feel that her two breasts had matured, round and straight, soft and elastic, and felt very comfortable.My palms held her two pieces of flesh tightly and rubbed them.

　　As I rubbed and rubbed, I felt her nipples start to stand up, gradually becoming hard in my palms, like two hard peas, which fell into the areola while I rubbed, and was pulled out by me again.I just teased and pinched her newly developed breasts like this; thinking: This little girl's small breasts are probably the first time she has been rubbed and played with by a man like this.

　　Then, I lifted up her nightgown and let her fair and slender thighs and flat and smooth abdomen appear in front of me without any concealment.I stroked her slender and evenly-fashioned legs and small and seductive feet, and then turned my head upwards to the place where her thighs and lower abdomen were connected; there, a pair of small and sexy briefs covered her shame, and a graceful arc appeared at the joint of the pubic bone, which made people feel infinite reverie.

　　My hands continued to knead her body, sometimes light and sometimes heavy, constantly teasing her lust.

　　Sometimes, I would gently stroke her privacy covered by her briefs and draw circles on the round hill with my palm.

　　I know that this girl is still a green fruit. I must have enough patience to rub her until she is fully mature and fully stimulate her inner passion and desires so that I can enjoy the indescribable wonderful feelings and happiness with her.

　　Gradually, her face turned redder, her body became softer, and her breathing became more rapid... However, even with this current situation, I still can't be sure whether I should have sex with her. My heart is suffering from moral condemnation and lust. My body and soul are struggling with such condemnation and torture.

　　As it turns out, I already have a family and I am much older than her, so I shouldn't do this, but since she came to my house last time and stayed alone with me for one night (we each slept in the same room that night, nothing happened), there was always a sense of sorrow between the lines of the letter she wrote to me later.She felt that she liked me, but her emotions did not receive a corresponding response. She felt that I was not looking down on her or looking down on her.

　　She thought that not only did I not express my passionate love, but I was not even willing to give her a purely friendly kiss. Her psychology was hurt by my indifference - the indifference she thought I was.

　　Now, if I still can't respond to her enthusiasm, or stubbornly block the passion being performed, will she feel more hurt?I think that in our relationship, from a technical perspective, it is me who guides her, but from a conceptual and spiritual perspective, it is she who drives me forward.Of course, this always means "being good at getting cheap".In fact, in that night, ordinary men could not and were unwilling to resist such temptation of carnal passion, especially the temptation came from a beautiful and youthful girl she liked very much, and she was so enthusiastic and proactive.

　　Unfortunately, I happen to be one of these "ordinary men".Although I also know in my heart that there should be millions of reasons to stop everything I have done to this girl now, the self-deception and despicable excuse of "it's all to not hurt this girl's feelings" and the ugly instinct of men's greed for beauty prompted me to continue doing what I have now.At this time, my hand moved upwards, lifting W's nightgown up little by little until her beautiful breasts were exposed... I bent down and gently kissed her shame through her small panties.A faint fragrance of girl came to my nose, charming and holy... My lips and tongue continued to swim upwards, along W's lower abdomen, navel, and ribs, reaching her breasts that I had rubbed and pinched thousands of times just now.Because she didn't wear a bra, her breasts were immediately exposed to the light, exposed to me.

　　For an uninformed girl, her breasts are very plump, with two bowl-shaped cones, round and round, full and easy to hold. Her breasts are as white as cream, and her nipples are as bright as peach blossoms, which is particularly attractive.I gently let my fingers stroke the circle around the edge of my breasts, moving around, little by little, towards the bright red nipples in the center.

　　I pinched and rubbed her breasts, sucked her nipples, licked her areola with my tongue, and nipped her nipples with my teeth.For W, this feeling of excitement, shyness and excitement that had never been before made her gradually unable to herself, and she couldn't help but let out excited moans involuntarily.

　　"Well..." Her moans were soft and confusing, encouraging me to continue attacking her body.

　　My hands attacked up and down, and began to stroke and tease her shame.ＷTry to endure and suppress yourself, and try not to let yourself speak out.However, her body was trembling, and her mons pubis emitted a wet and hot breath. When I saw that the time was ripe, I raised my body and pulled her long legs straightened on both sides of my body up, and put them together in front of me.In this way, her upper body and legs were at right angles, and I knelt behind her raised legs.

　　I leaned her legs against my shoulders and reached out to take off her briefs with both hands.She lifted her butt so that I could take off her pants smoothly.When I followed her raised legs and pulled her pants to the calf that was leaning against my shoulders, which was in front of my face, I suddenly found that there was a thin layer of toilet paper on the crotch of her pants.

　　(Is she menstruating?) I was a little surprised, a little disappointed, and a little depressed.If she had menstruation, things would have become quite funny.When we overcome all obstacles and prepare to enjoy the final passion

, we have to stop because of such unexpected situations.I really don’t know if I should be secretly grateful or admit that I am unlucky?

　　"Are you menstruating?" I asked her by putting her legs from her shoulders onto the bed, holding her pants in her hands.

　　"I just finished the day before yesterday." She was obviously a little confused about why I asked this. When she saw her pants in my hand, she understood what I meant and said, "I am with you today. I always feel that it is wet underneath. I think it is not clean, so I put some paper on it." So that's it. I felt a strange feeling in my heart again. I still don't know whether to be happy or complain, but there is definitely more joy.Because in this way, I can not only have sex with her, but also don’t have to worry about any aftermath.This is her safe period, allowing me to do whatever I want. Such a situation without any worries will undoubtedly greatly encourage me to release the devil in my heart as much as possible.

　　I threw away her pants, spread her legs apart again, leaned down, and looked at her vagina carefully.Without the cover of her pants, the last hidden part of her body was completely exposed in front of me: on the lower part of her fair and flat belly, the curly pubic hair was black and shiny and neat, and it was properly covered on the small round mound.

　　The neat shape is like an inverted triangle, like an arrow pointing the direction, leading my eyes to her youthful vagina below.Her labia majora are round and full, small and thin, with a thin slit hidden in the middle, extending from the tip of the pubic arrow to her perineum.

　　Below is her anus. Her anus is small, neatly wrinkled, pleasantly colored, and very clean.The entire vagina not only has no odor, but also exudes the unique fragrance of the girl's body, which is intoxicating.

　　I used my left thumb and index finger to separate her labia to expose her clitoris. Then, while I gently rubbed her vaginal opening with my lips and tongue, I licked and sucked her clitoris with my lips and tongue.

　　Her vaginal opening was actually already wet. Under my rubbing and licking, her love fluid secreted more, moistening her vagina and anus

, and even a trace of crystal liquid dripped from her vaginal opening to the bed.

　　Under my teasing, she could no longer hold back her moans and made a sound, "Yeah..."

　　She put her hands on my head, trying to hold it down for a while, trying to push it away for a while, and then tugging on my hair tightly.

　　At this time, I could no longer bear it. I no longer thought about moral issues. I only had one thought in my mind, which was to immediately possess this beautiful girl.

　　I raised my head between her legs, reached out to take off my shorts, and jumped over, and my heavy body pressed completely against the girl's slender and soft body.My angrily and firm penis was pressed tightly between my and her lower abdomen. While kissing her, she asked, "Are you a virgin?" She shook her head and replied softly but clearly, "No...yes." If I was secretly happy to know that she was in a safe period just now, then now when I heard her say that she was no longer a virgin, I would simply want to celebrate loudly.Since she is no longer a virgin, I don’t have to bear the heavy psychological pressure of “breaking”.In my opinion at that time, having sex with a virgin must bear all the responsibility. If a girl becomes a woman, then she must be responsible for her life.And having sex with a non-virgin is much easier and easier.

　　In fact, since I started dating W and I, the reason why I am not as enthusiastic and proactive as her is not that I don’t like her, but that this "virgin responsibility theory" plays a decisive role in me.I expressed my thoughts to her, either openly or secretly, during our multiple communications and phone calls after she first arrived at my house.

　　Now it seems that my thoughts back then were undoubtedly completely wrong, because no matter who you are, you must have the responsibility you should bear, and this responsibility is not strengthened or reduced by whether the other party is a virgin; but I did think that way at that time, and I did that.

　　I lifted my butt and let my penis, which was already sore, slide down between her legs. I reached out and pulled down the foreskin, and at the same time I pressed my fingers against the glans to the position of the opening of her vagina. With a little force on my waist and abdomen, I felt that my penis had pierced a layer of obstacles and penetrated into a tight, wet and hot cave.

　　Her body was pushed upwards by me. When I entered her, her body shook and screamed "ah", her voice suppressed and sharp. Looking at her face again, she frowned, and a teardrop flowed down the corners of her closed eyes to her ears.

　　I raised my arm and wanted to help her wipe away the tears so that I could not flow into my ears.She might have thought I was leaving her body, so she stretched out her arms and wrapped them around my back and fixed me tightly to her body.She doesn't move, I don't move; she doesn't speak, I don't speak.

　　I felt her tight and wetness, and she felt my hardness and thickness.In this way, we were still for about a quarter of an hour.Then we started kissing and at the same time, I started twitching my body.As I thrust, she let out a "ah, ah..." moan.And this slight lewd sound stimulated my nerves and my sexual desire, and I began to sprint deep into her body.

　　My thrusts became louder and louder, and her moaning sound became unrestrained.Encouraged by her moans, I hit my own and her lower abdomen so much that it hurts.At some point, I peeled off her nightgown, and her naked body trembled under my body. Her breasts, arms and buttocks were already rubbed, pinched, slapped and bittened by me. She also wrapped her arms and legs tightly around my body, and her teeth bit her lower lip, allowing me to vent my desires on her body, resisting and bearing the rudeness I exerted on her body.

　　After almost an hour of rushing and beating, I finally sent myself to the pinnacle of lust. I used my last little strength to thrust in and out quickly in her body. At the moment when my body was about to explode, I pressed my penis tightly against the depths of her vagina and ejaculated with waves.

　　After lying quietly on her for a few minutes, I turned over and rolled down on the bed. My body seemed to have just crawled out of the swimming pool, and even the cracks in my toes were filled with sweat.

　　I closed my eyes and spread my body flat on the bed in a large shape, trying my best to adjust my breathing, so that my beating heart would slowly calm down.More than an hour of hard work and thrusting really made me exhausted. I felt a little dazed, as if my soul had come out of my shell. I no longer care about how she is doing now, what she is doing, what she feels like... When I rested my body and mind, I found that she was naked, kneeling beside me, wiping my body with a warm and humid towel.It turned out that she had already been to the bathroom, cleaned herself up, and used a towel to scrub my body for me.I feel very comfortable and I am very grateful to this girl.

　　Looking at the red marks and bruises on the body of this gentle girl, I felt that I was so crazy and too rough to her just now.I reached out and pulled her down beside me, hugged her and kissed her.She also hugged me and kissed me back.

　　Suddenly, I remembered something that I had always felt was wrong. I asked her, "You seem to be a virgin?" She looked up at me, her expression filled with content that I could not fully understand, and she said softly, "Not now." "Oh..." I was speechless for a moment and didn't know what to say.

　　I said that W is a smart girl. At this time, she didn't want to give me any chance of embarrassment, repentance, hesitation and retreat. She pressed on my chest and pointed at my nose with her index finger and said, "You tell me, are you always treating women like this? Do you know how to be kind to you? I'll bring you to my friend to play, we invite you to have dinner and sleep, you actually repay me like this, isn't it? Well, you treat us to dinner tomorrow and apologize to me." Hearing her say this, I couldn't say the more serious orthodox words I wanted to say, so I had to follow her words and haha, and said, "Okay, I'll treat you to dinner with S tomorrow, which is considered to be a treat to you, it's not a big deal."Apologize. By the way, why do you only have a girlfriend, but no boyfriend? "Who said I don't have a boyfriend? Do you think no one chases me, no one wants it?" "But, you see, you are still... You see, S, is younger than you, but they live with your boyfriend." "Ah... Bah! Why do you men always think of such dirty things? Do you have to have such things if you have a boyfriend? Don't think of others like you, and just think of such things all day!" "Oh, then who is your boyfriend, where is it? Do you often play together?" "Hey, actually, it's not a boyfriend. We are middle school classmates, and he just likes me more..." Then, she told me about her male classmate.It turned out that she and the boy were classmates in middle school, and their families have always maintained a good relationship.Since going to middle school, the boy has always had a lot of feelings for W, and has been caring for and taking care of her, and of course he hopes to become boyfriend and girlfriend with her; later, the boy went to the coastal city to go to college, and they have always maintained a lot of contact.Although the boy clearly expressed his desire to fall in love with W, she did not respond clearly because she said she had no feelings for the little boy of the same age.

　　"Then he is not the only boy chasing you now, right?" I asked.

　　"Yes, but I'm not interested in them. I like mature men, I like to look up at the men I like, and I like that feeling," she said.

　　"So you like me because I am taller than you. You must look up when you look at me." "You are so beautiful! I am not referring to height. I mean men should have their own opinions, domineering, and profound thoughts. Now those little boys do not know much about me. They follow behind their butts all day long and humming. Are you annoying?" "Okay, I won't tell you anymore, do you care whether I have a boyfriend. You just looked at my bottom for a long time, and I must also take a good look at your bottom." She said, breaking away from my hug, getting up, sticking her butt in front of my face, lowering her head to approach my penis, and gently fiddling with her hands, while looking carefully.Then, she stroked her foreskin down, put her lips on the glans, and stuck out her tongue and licked it.

　　I wanted to teach her some sex so that she could master another soul-smelling way of sex as soon as possible - oral sex. While stroking her thighs and butt, she said, "Open your mouth, hold it, and then suck it up and down like eating popsicles." "No, you are so disgusting, how can you do this?" She said, pushing away my hand that was stroking her vagina, turning around, lying on me, looking at my face and saying, "I discovered a little secret of you." "Oh, what is the secret?" "Haha, there is a growing one on your penis... Do you think anyone else has discovered it?" I was a little surprised. Although it was not a big secret, not to mention others, I didn't know that there was the secret she said.

　　She heard that even I didn't know about this, and couldn't help but feel a little proud. She laughed and said, "I'm the only one who knows it? Now, no matter where you go, no matter what you become, I can recognize you at a glance, haha!" "Come on, you, how can you recognize people like that? When you can't find me in the future, will you ask someone to take off your pants and let you see someone's penis? Are you crazy?" I was also amused by her funny thoughts.

　　"Haha... they are so beautiful. I only look at your penis, and I will scold him if I see it..." As she said that, she turned to look at my penis again.This time, before she could wait for me to speak, she took the initiative to hold my penis in her mouth.

　　Although W is a girl full of modern ideas, I think she still has many traditional women's virtues in her bones, such as taking care of and serving the men she likes as her unshirkable responsibility.

　　So, when she was with me, she always wanted me to feel comfortable and comfortable. In the past, when we were in our work relationship, she paid special attention and care for me; now, when we were alone in the room, she tried her best to show her gentle and considerate side.Although she may not be very adaptable psychologically, and although she is certainly not skilled in technical terms, she still tried hard to have oral sex for me, hoping to bring me more happiness and better enjoyment.

　　I closed my eyes and lay comfortably on the bed. After intense sex, ejaculation and orgasm, I felt comfortable all over.I enjoyed her oral service, stroked her smooth and soft skin, rubbed her small and plump breasts, and clenched her wet and warm pussy, while she tried hard to stroke, suck and lick my penis, testicles and anus under my command.Under her stimulation, my penis became hard like an iron rod.At this time, I asked her to turn her body, face me, kneel between my legs, and then I grabbed her hair with both hands, pressed her head, thrust her lower body, and inserted her penis deeply into her mouth. I asked her to open her mouth wide and tighten her lips to hold my penis.

　　Then, I pressed her head up and down with both hands, allowing my penis to thrust in and out quickly in her mouth.

　　W closed her eyes tightly, locked her eyebrows deeply, and supported her hands on both sides of my thighs, controlling her body from being pulled down by my intense movements.As my penis pierced into her throat several times, she retching from time to time, and saliva flowed along my penis to my lower abdomen, testicles and the bed beneath her.She wanted to break free from my hand, but I held it tightly. I thrust my lower body a few more times and ejaculated in her mouth.

　　After ejaculation, I let go of the hand that grabbed her hair and pressed her head, calming my breathing that became rapid due to ejaculation.She held my penis in her mouth and pressed her forehead against my stomach, not moving.After a few minutes of pause, she let go of my penis, raised her head, straightened her body and knelt between my legs, and looked at me with her lips pursed.There were tears in the corners of her eyes, and there was grievance and consultation in her eyes.Originally, I wanted her to swallow the semen, but the words turned into: "You spit it."

　　She quickly got up and ran to the bathroom quickly. Then, I heard vomiting sounds inside.

　　After a while, she came back with a towel in her hand.She first lay on me, kissed me on my mouth, and put her tongue into my mouth to stir.I tasted the scent of water in her mouth, and I knew she had rinsed her mouth.After kissing for a while, she raised her body and said, "I'll wipe it for you. My saliva just now made you dirty." As she said that, she went to bed and knelt beside me, holding my weak penis with her hands, and gently wiped it on my lower abdomen and perineum.At this time, I felt very tired and seemed to be about to fall asleep. She pushed my legs and said, "You should sleep in the middle. If I get wet here, I will feel uncomfortable. Wait until I get something to put on."

　　I was so sleepy and a little impatient, and said, "Okay, stop doing it, hurry up and go to bed, is it getting late, right?"

　　As I said that, I turned over and fell asleep quickly.Before I fell asleep, I felt something she covered my naked body and heard her sigh softly.Originally, I wanted to caress her for the last time, but before I could take action, I fell asleep.

　　However, I didn't sleep for long before I woke me up.In my sleep, I felt itchy on my face and lips, as if something was crawling. When I opened my eyes, it was her hair and lips that swept over my face and rubbed it.I said, "What are you doing? Why don't you sleep?" "I can't bear to sleep. We have too little time together, so why can't I just sleep like this." She said, pushing me with her hands, "Don't sleep anymore, get up and accompany me. Let's talk." As she said that, she stroked my body again.As I touched it, I became hard again.As soon as I turned over, I pressed her under my body and inserted it into her body... In this way, on the night we spent the first night, we almost didn't sleep all night, and my penis kept thrusting in her body, and ejaculated the semen into her vagina and mouth four times.Later, I really couldn't do it anymore, so I asked her to touch me. In this way, I taught her how to masturbate for men.In this way, on this night, I turned W from an uninformed youthful virgin to a sexually ardent woman, taught her many sexual skills and ways to please men, and the madness of the night also laid the foundation for her and her behavioral behavior in terms of sex, that is, I always tossed wildly on her as I wish, while she tried to please and accommodate me, in her words, "You can do whatever you want in me."

　　When I was woken up by her again, it was already midnight.She said, "Get up quickly, S is here to ask us to have breakfast." "Ah! Don't let her come in and see me." I was a little nervous, afraid that the girl would see my naked body in the room and see traces of my sex with W."What are you thinking? They don't run up and see you so disgusting as you think. She called us downstairs, but didn't come up."

　　"Oh." I breathed a sigh of relief, and I couldn't help but admire the fact that such a young girl was so old to do things.

　　While eating, S saw my blue-gray face and asked with concern: "Old friend, have you not had a good rest?" "What's wrong? She doesn't let me sleep at all." As soon as I said that, I suddenly felt something was wrong and peeked at W in a blink of an eye.W, who was originally drinking soup, heard me say this, raised his head and dug me hatefully.

　　I know that I missed it, and it's time for someone to make a joke.When she looked at S again, she was smiling at W.I thought to myself, in front of these two little girls, I became so mentally retarded.What a terrifying young man!

　　After dinner, W handed the key to the room door to me and said, "You go back first. S and I have something to do, I will go back later." As they said that, they both left.Just in time, I went back to take a break.I thought, I went back and fell asleep, and then I slept until after 11 a.m.W's knock on the door woke me up. I went to open the door. When I saw her bringing a big bag of food, vegetables, etc., I quickly took it over and said, "Why don't you ask me to help you carry it when you go shopping?" "Who dares to use you? Let you sleep for a while. Look how much grievance you feel, and you will complain when you see others. You say you are such a big person, why do you tell them about this? I'm so embarrassed to make trouble. Let's let you come back and sleep well. You can't say that I won't let you sleep this time, right?"

　　"Yes, yes, yes

, it's me bad," I put the things in the kitchen and continued, "I won't complain to others in the future." "Hmph! You don't have a chance to complain. I announced that from now on, S will not come to treat you to dinner, and this girl will take over your food and accommodation arrangements for the next few days will be fully handled." "What? What are you saying? We won't go back today? How many days do you want to stay here?" I was a little anxious. There is no pager here, and I am afraid that there will be something in the unit and at home that can't find me.Besides, I came here secretly, so how can I explain when I go back?

　　W, who was very happy when she heard me say this, suddenly dimmed, and she said, "Oh, I came yesterday, you missed home today? I thought you were 'loving and happy', really." She walked over, looked at me with a faint eyes, suddenly hugged me, pressed my face against my chest, and said softly in a low voice: "I'll kidnap you, lock you in this room. No one else knows where you are. I'll stay with you like this, just stay like this..." She said, crying.

　　"Okay, okay, let's just stay like this, just stay like this, don't cry..." I was a little at a loss when I saw her crying.She hugged me and didn't say anything.After a while, she said, "You think beautifully. I have to care about your food and drink when I am here, so that I will not kidnap you. Besides, if you are like "in Cao's camp and in the heart of the Han Dynasty", what's the use of kidnapping you? But don't think about leaving today, let's talk about it tomorrow. I told S that I won't leave today. If I leave, how can I tell others? Well, you have enough sleep, come and cook for me." As she said that, she pulled me into the kitchen.

　　This is the first time W cooks for me, and it is also a scene she once dreamed of. She hopes to cook, wash and do housework with me in a place where no one disturbs me, like a wife.

　　I think it may be W that S will not come here to ask us to have dinner. She wants to live a life like a couple with me, rather than like a guest. S always arranges and takes care of our daily life and diet.In fact, W is the youngest child in the family and has always been spoiled by his parents and brothers and sisters. How could he do anything to do housework?However, she still longed to be with me to experience that kind of atmosphere.So I watched her prepare our lunch in a hurry.

　　After cooking and eating, we were already sweating.She went to the bathroom to prepare the bath water, then asked me to go in, help me take off my pants, and give me a bath.At first, she stood outside the bathtub, holding the shower in one hand and stroking and washing on me with the other.Since the bathtub position and my figure were a little taller, she couldn't reach my upper body, so she asked me to squat down.I didn't squat, but asked her to go into the bathtub to wash me.She had no choice but to take off her clothes and stand in the bathtub to wash for me.In this way, I stroked her body while she was washing me.

　　I was stained with bath fluid, and my slippery fingers stroked her breasts and vagina. I sucked her vagina and inserted my fingers into her anus.

　　"What are you doing?" She pushed my hand away and said, "Don't move around, let me wash it for you." I ignored her, turned her body over, turned her back to me, and then pressed her upper body down, making her butt stick out toward me.I kept bath fluid on my fingers and continued to stroke her anus."What are you doing?" She wanted to straighten up, but I held it down. I inserted my index finger into her anus, fucking back and forth, and after a while, she also inserted her middle finger into it.

　　Then, I pressed my penis with bath fluid to her anus, and as soon as I tried, my glans squeezed in.

　　"No, no, don't, it hurts so much. Come out, please..." She began to twist her body, trying to struggle to lift her upper body, stand up straight, so as to avoid my invasion of her anus.But I hugged her body tightly and prevented her from getting up. At the same time, I thrust my butt forward hard, and all my hard penis was inserted into her anus.

　　"Well...ah..." She moaned loudly, knowing that I had all entered her anus, she stopped struggling, just gasping in her mouth, holding the edge of the bathtub with both hands, waiting for my impact.I paused for a moment to get her used to it and then started to thrust slowly.As her moans sounded, my thrusting speed gradually accelerated, but in order not to make her suffer too much, I didn't use too much effort.The tighter anus than the vagina stimulated my penis, making me feel the desire to ejaculate quickly. I quickly thrust a few times, then pressed against her butt tightly, allowing the penis to penetrate deeply, and ejaculate the semen into her rectum.

　　"Ah..." She screamed loudly when my penis was pulled out.She turned around, slapped my chest hard, grabbed my penis that had just exited her body, and looked at me and said fiercely:

　　"Do you know what you arethickwife ? You are a big gangster! You are a Japanese soldier! I hate you so much." As she said that, she bent down and picked up the shower head that fell in the bathtub, rushed on my body, and carefully washed the penis that I had just violated her anus. Then, while helping me dry, she said, "Okay, you go out and go for a nap by yourself." After that, she washed her body on her own and ignored me.

　　After ejaculation, I felt tired again. In addition, I had the habit of taking a nap, so when I left the bathroom and lay on the bed, I fell asleep in a while.When I woke up, I felt quiet in the room, and I thought W was out again.
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　　When she walked to the living room, she saw that she was sitting on the sofa watching TV."Why don't you turn on the sound?" I asked her."How dare I make a sound? I turned around and clamored that your master was going to sleep. It was time to say that we abused you." "Well, why do you still hold grudges? I said something wrong and asked you to talk about me all day long." I sat beside her, touching her thighs and said.She leaned over, put her hand on my waist and said, "Who is holding a grudge against you? I'm really afraid of quarreling at you. Well, kindness won't be rewarded, right?"

　　I pulled up her face, kissed her lips, and reached out to stroke her breasts.When I wanted to pick her up and put it on my thigh, she took a breath of cold air and said, "You made me feel so painful just now." "Ah? I'm so sorry! What should I do? I'll rub it for you." I said, wanting to stroke her butt.She gently pushed my hand away and said softly, "Forget it, it's okay. Alas..., you stupid kid..." She hugged my head tightly in front of her chest.

　　In front of me, W always shows her maternal sentiment, and because I am a little tired of pretending to be "pretending" to the boss at home, I also enjoy the feeling of being cared for and doting.So, strange scenes often appear between us. Sometimes I invade her domineeringly and demand her; sometimes she holds me in her arms and caresses me and indulges me.At this moment, I was lying on her thighs, my face rubbing against her chest, sucking her nipples.She held my head with one hand and stroked my crotch with the other.Her hands reached into the waist of my pants, gently drawing circles on my penis, between my penis and anus. The numb and tender feeling was really comfortable, and my penis became hard again.

　　"Haha, you are so naughty when you wake up. What a child... Oh, be gentle, you suck me so much,... You have no milk, why are you doing this?..." She caressed me and asked me to suck her breasts while constantly complaining about me.I didn't say anything, but kept eating her breasts and enjoying her stroking my vagina.After a while, I got up, pushed her down from the sofa and started taking off her clothes.

　　Underground in front of the sofa, there is a circular wool carpet with a diameter of about two meters. It is very thick and has long fluffthickwife , and the geometric patterns on it are also very beautiful.I've been trying to press her on this carpet to ask her for once since I had sex with her yesterday.Now, I put her naked on the carpet, spread her two white and slender legs, and lay down to kiss her vagina.I licked her clitoris and labia carefully, and then put my tongue into her vaginal opening to suck her body fluids.The body fluids with her special smell and a light salty smell stimulated my nerves and stimulated my sexual desire, and I wanted to enter her again.I continued to kiss and suck her pussy, groping to take off my shorts, then jumped onto her, rubbing her hard cock against her pussy.

　　I said softly in her ear, "Put it in." She reached out and passed through my and her abdomen, held my penis, rubbed it gently on her vagina a few times, and placed it at the opening of her vagina.As soon as I pressed my butt down, I entered her body again, and then I thrust wildly like a storm.She hugged my body tightly, moaning and endured my madness, her legs tightly clamped my legs and wrapped them around my waist.This time I had sex lasted for more than an hour, and finally, I ejaculated into her body again.

　　Turning down, she and I lay side by side on the carpet.She said, "When I had sex just now, I looked at your body, so sexy." It turned out that on the ceiling directly above the carpet, there was a mirror of similar shape and size as the carpet.Although there is a large fancy chandelier in the middle of the mirror, most of the images on the ground can still be seen from below.Just now, W was passing through the mirror on the ceiling and watching how I smashed and inserted it into her body."Your back looks much better than in front of you." She commented as she looked at my front in the mirror, touching my already weak penis with her hand, "Look, how ugly it is, how pitiful it is." As she said that, she stood up and kissed it.

　　I lay down and didn't move, letting her caress and kiss my penis, and said, "It's not ugly or pitiful. It just has a bad temper. Don't mess with it. If you get angry, it will go with you." "Really? You said, why are you having a bad temper? Come on, come on, I'll mess with you. I think you're going to talk to me?" She fiddled with my penis and said to it.I really couldn't do it anymore, so I had to beg for mercy: "Okay, okay, don't move it, it hurts a little." Really, the sex that had almost no pauses for a day and a night really made me feel a little painful.She looked at me and knew I wasn't kidding, so she said, "Haha, do you still blow? Okay, you can rest, I'll go cook."

　　Unexpectedly, he did not take over the little girl, but instead surrendered to her. He was so gentle that he was ruined!While thinking, I staggered back to the bed in the bedroom.

　　After dinner and showering, we leaned side by side on the bed, each of us carrying a magazine to read.I said to her, "How long are you going to kidnap me? When will we go back?" "I plan to kidnap you for the rest of my life." She looked at the magazine, not reading me, and replied, "What's your funeral? Just explain it earlier. You can't go back." I knew she was joking, so she said, "I've never seen you kidnap people like this, eat, drink and treat, and even put a beautiful woman in bed." "Yes, that's it, some people are still eager to be rescued. By the way, you can't kidnap you like this, right? I have to find a rope to tie you up." "Haha, yes. But do you have a rope?" I asked her with a smile, a bit joking."Wait, I'll go find the rope!" She looked at me and said fiercely, she really got out of bed and went to find the rope.

　　After a while, she really found a rope and looked at me and said, "Turn over and let me kidnap you."

　　I put down the magazine, turned around and lay on the bed, and waited for her to tie me up.She took off my pants first and let me lie naked there. She gently whipped me with the rope in her hand a few times, and then asked me to sit up, she tied the rope around my upper body.In fact, it can't be called binding. She just wraps the rope around me. It's not tight and has no technical content. It will fall off automatically without breaking free.But I didn't move, just pretended to say, "Girl, just let me go. I don't want money, I don't want people, I have old men and young men at home. What's the use of kidnapping me?"

　　She didn't say anything, hugged me and fell on the bed, kissed me, and sighed softly and said, "It's really useless to tie you up."

　　As he said that, he burst into tears again.I quickly reached out to hug her, kissed her back, and wiped her tears."Hey, why did your hand loose?" She asked strangely when she saw me wipe her tears."You can't tie it. Anyone's hands will loosen when you tie it like this." As I said, I shook off the rope on my body, "Do you want me to teach you how to tie it?" I asked her."No, what's the use of learning that? You can tie your body and your heart." She said unhappily.

　　But I suddenly became interested and wanted to tie her up.When I was a child, I experienced the "Cultural Revolution". At that time, I didn't attend classes and often went to see public trial meetings, criticism meetings, etc.At the meeting, we often saw those "monsters" standing on the stage with big ties and receiving criticism. There were often some "current counter-revolutionaries" tied up by public security personnel on the spot after being announced for "crimes".Back then, my friends and I used to imitate those public security personnel and learn how to tie each other up, and they thought it was quite fun.Now, looking at her charming body, I think it would be very exciting if I tied her up.

　　So I pulled her up and said, "Come on, come on, I'll teach you how to tie it." While fiddling with her body."Hey, why do you teach me how to tie me off my clothes?" "Haha, of course I'm so tied up after taking off my clothes. Did you take off my clothes even if you didn't see me?" "What's the matter if you're shameless or not? I'm not as shameless as you. Don't take off my clothes." Although she said this, she still cooperated to let me take off her naked.

　　I stood beside the bed, shook the rope and let her kneel on the bed with her back. I put the rope on her shoulder and began to tie her up."Hey, didn't you tell me to tie me up? Why did you tie me up?" She protested loudly while following my command."Chairman Mao taught us: "If you want to know the taste of pears, you must taste them in your own mouth.‘How can you learn to tie up if you don’t taste the feeling of being tied up?"As I said, I had tied her up in a lot of ways. I pushed her down on the bed and watched her delicate and fair body tied tightly by a brown and red rope, which was very sexy. I put her on my back, bent her legs into M shape, and then lay between her legs and kissed her vagina.

　　Her vagina was already very wet, and vaginal fluid was constantly flowing out of the vaginal opening. I stuck out my tongue and licked her vagina and the liquid flowing out, and rubbed her anus with my fingers.Under my stimulation, her body kept trembling and her moans became louder and louder.Because her hands were tied behind her back, her chest and abdomen were lying on her back."Well...ah..., stop messing with me, I feel so uncomfortable, I can't breathe... You're tied it too tightly, let it go, please... "I didn't loosen her, I just picked her up and turned over, let her kneel on the bed, put her head on the pillow, and her butt was raised up. I continued to kiss and lick and eat in her vagina.In her position, I easily licked her anus. I started from her clitoris and swept her all the way upwards, passed her labia, urethra, and vagina, and licked to her anus. Then I drew a circle with my tongue at her anus, which stimulated her to shake and panted, and the vaginal secretion became more and more unspeakable."Stop doing it, come in, come in..." she gasped.

　　"Hehe, do you know why it's over with you now, right? Do you know if I'm blowing now?" I inserted my index finger and middle finger into her vagina and anus respectively, and asked her while thrusting."Okay, you're also holding a grudge. Okay, I understand, don't mess with me, big brother, good brother, dear brother, please let me go." She knelt there, turned her headthickwife , begged me in a sweet voice.I stood up straight, turned her body, pointed at my penis and said to her, "Look, you made it angry, you saw that it was hard again, you kiss it." As I said that, I pressed her head, inserted my penis into her mouth, and started thrusting it.After a while, I ejaculated in her mouth again.

　　She spit out my cock, pursed her lips, and looked up at me.I asked her: "Have you cumed?" She nodded.

　　I asked again: "Did you ejaculate too much?" She shook her head.I said, "Let me see." She opened her mouth and I looked at it, and only saw a little semen on her tongue. It seemed that there was really not much to ejaculate.I said, "You swallow it." She shook her head hard and said in a vague way: "No..." "Swallow!" I pinched her chin and said tough.She moved her throat and said clearly, "It's so disgusting. You're such a... "Before she finished speaking, I covered her mouth and I said, "I'm just a big hooligan, I'm just a Japanese soldier, right? I told you. "She broke free from my hand and said, "You're such a devil!" She went from kneeling to sitting, looking for her slippers on the ground, and said, "You're untied for me." I asked, "What are you going to do?" "What do you care? You'll untied it quickly." She saw that I didn't move, and said in a slow tone, "Hurry up, I'm going to the toilet." "What do you do to go to the toilet?" "I hate it, why do you want to go to the toilet?" "How do I know? So I ask you, I won't untied it if I don't say it." I said slutty.She had no choice but to say, "I'll go pee." "You'll go pee, just pee, you don't wear pants anyway, so it doesn't matter if you untied it or not." She said angrily, "Go to death! Untire it for me." I ignored her, pulled her up, and dragged her directly to the bathroom.While protesting and begging, she was dragged into the bathroom by me and pressed to sit down on the toilet."You go out." she said."I want to see you pee." "Oh, you really hate it. Go out quickly, a stinky hooligan..." Seeing that I didn't go out, she had no choice but to pee, and then said, "Now, untied it for me." I said, "Why do you still untied it after you have finished peeing?" She was really angry and shouted, "You bastard! Can't I wipe it?" Oh, then can't I just wipe it for you?" She firmly disagreed, clamped her legs tightly, and sat on the toilet to prevent me from getting close to her.I ignored her resistance and picked her up, turned around and pressed it on the bathtub.I carried her belly on the edge of the bathtub and pressed her upper body into the bathtub, making her butt stick out.I turned around and wanted to find toilet paper, but I couldn't find it. At this time, I happened to see the shower of the water heater in the bathtub, so I picked it up and said, "What are you doing? I can wash it for you." As I said that, I turned on the switch and washed her vagina with water.In fact, it was not just washing, but stroking her vagina.Maybe she felt comfortable, so she stopped resisting and lying down honestly for me to wash.

　　As I washed, I inserted my index and middle fingers into her vagina and anus, slowly thrusting with her moans, while watering her butt with water.Suddenly, I had a more rogue idea.I took off the shower head, applied some bath fluid to the water pipe that removed the tube head and her anus, then inserted the water pipe into her anus, and began to pour water into her anus.She resisted desperately, and because she was tied up, she kicked me and kicked me hard.Seeing that she resisted so fiercely, I had to give up because I was afraid of hurting her.

　　The formation of my sexual concept is probably influenced by Western concepts, and is also educated by traditional Chinese machismoism and the idea of ??superiority of men and inferiority of women. Therefore, the entire sexual thought system is a "colonial semi-colonial" sexual thought system, pursuing extreme sexual enjoyment and the concept of men-dominated sexual life.Maybe it is because I have some traits that women like, so as I grow older, I have never been bothered or worried because I can’t get favor from girls. Therefore, I am full of confidence and a style that is mainly about me when interacting with the opposite sex.I think about the "three no"ism you mentioned. I thought about it carefully. In the past, I did deal with the relationship with the opposite sex in this way, but now I am trying hard to learn to "responsible".

　　Later, after getting married to my wife, her care and indulgence for me made my sexual thought system more practical and carried forward.Frankly speaking, when I was young, I was a person with extremely strong sexual desire. The year before we officially got married, I let her be my woman, and she, all the time, satisfies my desires throughout the year. As long as I want, she is always in a ready state.After getting married, she told me that as long as you want it in the future, don’t care what I do, you can come up.According to my wife's point of view, women are for men to play with. As long as women love this man, they are willing to let this man play, and they can play no matter how they play.Of course, what she said "playing" is not "playing", but making love, or furthermore, allowing men to enjoy full sexual enjoyment.

　　For quite some time after we got married, I always stumbled over her body in her sleep and slapped on her "playing", and she also paid a lot of money for this "playing".To satisfy me, she accepted and tolerated the various sex styles I asked for.Fearing that I was tired, she could lie quietly in my arms and masturbate for me for one or two hours; to make me happy, she could endure the pain and let me get her anus, bite her breasts, have deep throat oral sex for me and eat my semen; before giving birth, she had three miscarriages for me.From marriage to now, even if we quarrel during the day, she always covers me with a quilt and is always naked when sleeping so that I can "play" her at any time.Now the old couple is playing less, but their naked sleeping habits have not changed.

　　With such a life experience, I developed the habit of being domineering and rushing hard in my sex life. Moreover, I had to go through a very long and very violent thrust to achieve sexual orgasm. It is difficult to stimulate my pleasure if I have sex with a very small amplitude.After meeting W, although she was still an uninformed little girl, I still focused on me and often showed unreasonable domineeringness and arrogance. Her gentleness and ability to bear further encouraged my "arrogance".During these two days of spending time with her, I did my best to release the devilish desires in my heart to her during my sexual life. Many of my behaviors can even be described as "tyranny".But she is still so docile, so attached, and so tenacious. I even secretly admired in my heart: Why can't this little girl be bad?I myself was exhausted, and she was still energetic and energetic.

　　But today I did go too far with her.Looking at her desperately struggling body, her scattered hair soaked in the bathtub, and her arms that were tightly tied by ropes and turned red and purple, I suddenly felt very sorry for her.I pulled out the water pipe inserted into her anus, helped her to lift her body out of the bathtub, let her sit on the toilet and empty the water from her body, then carefully wiped her dry, and carried her back to the bedroom.I asked her to lie on the bed and quickly untied the rope that tied her. I saw that red marks had been strangled on her arms.

　　She lay there motionless, and I saw her crying as I lifted my hair covering her face.I was a little at a loss and didn't know what to say, so I had to hold her tightly, kiss her cheeks, and wipe her tears.

　　After a while, she cried enough, raised her face and said to me, "Are you crazy enough? I originally wanted to stay with you for a few days, but I didn't expect you to treat me like this. You treat me like this, just want me to let you go? In fact, I don't lock you up, you can leave if you want to leave if you want to leave if you want to leave. "I said, "It's so late, where do you want me to go?" "You go wherever you love, aren't you clamoring to leave all day long?" I had no choice but to apologize to her and keep saying some nonsense that I feel bored."Forget it," she turned around and hugged me, sighed, and said, "I don't want to have a bad time. Let's sleep well tonight. Tomorrow we will tell S, I'll go home, you can go home too." We didn't talk, turned off the lights, and slept in the bed with hugs. In fact, no one can sleep.After a while, we started kissing and began to caress each other. She turned over and pressed on me, holding my face and kissing me, sweeping her long hair around my face.I looked at her and felt really guilty, so I said, "W, I'm sorry, I hurt you, right?" She blocked my apology with her lips, sighed, and said, "Actually, I am willing to do whatever you do on me. But I don't want you to leave, and I don't want to make you embarrassed. I really don't know what to do, so I'm sad... However, I'm still very grateful for you being here with me. I'm really happy to be able to stay with you these two days. "I didn't say anything, and I don't know what to say. I pushed her down, turned over and lay on her, and entered her body.This time, I thrust in and out very gently...

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