Suddenly one day there was this urge to create something. The story comes from life.
A man with a large glans can give a woman intense stimulation, and there’s nothing a woman doesn’t like about that, and that’s been my tried-and-true experience.
Originally, I wanted to imitate Gu Long’s writing style, very concise language, then I thought it didn’t seem appropriate.
Martial arts novels can write the action very quickly, for example, “Just a swish sound, without seeing who made the move, someone’s body has already been hit by a knife.” This is a frequent description in Gu Long novels.
Erotica can never be written as, “With a whoosh, white slime comes out of someone’s dick before penetration.”
In that case, I’m afraid no one would like to read erotic novels, right?
So I’ll just have to mimic it as best I can, with the necessary detailed descriptions still indispensable. Oh.
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I was nicknamed “Big Head Nan”, or “Big Head” for short, by a woman. I can’t remember who it was.
My head is no different from a normal person’s, it’s not big at all, and a lot of people wonder why I got such a nickname.
There was no nickname, outwardly, with a height of 172MM and a weight of 65KG, I am really quite ordinary.
I can’t help it that I’m gifted with an unusually large glans.
Once had a girlfriend who was a hooker and had seen a lot of men and couldn’t get enough of my glans, swearing it was the biggest, thickest glans she’d ever seen.
When having sex, she always likes to call me “Big Turtle Head”, and when she is embarrassed to call me that, she calls me “Big Head” for short, and over time, this has become my nickname.
My glans is a favorite of women and their plaything, but of course it’s more of a weapon.
How big is it?
I’ll tell you what: the dick is 15cm long and 20cm thick when it stands up.
20CM is of course the circumference, I wonder why anyone would think it’s the diameter?
Want to compare? You can measure too!
Don’t believe it, do you?
It’s true, yo. Where else would an anonymous story come from?
(i) Masturbation
Whether it was the result of a natural talent or an acquired hammering, it is impossible to prove now.
I’ve been masturbating since I was 13.
In the beginning, I didn’t know how to jerk off on my own, I just knew it was comfortable to sleep on my back.
It feels so good to be on top, and to my chagrin, I have to change my underwear every day.
Then I found a couple of books to read and realized I had developed.
It was more enjoyable then than it is now with real guns.
School days were monotonous and I looked forward to getting out of school quickly every day.
I got home and rushed through my homework and went to bed very early.
No one knew what I was doing in bed, but I was so pleased with myself that the wonderful mirth began.
I often fantasize about myself as a bully landlord.
There were three or four wives, all young and beautiful, of course, and they changed every day.
There’s a pretty maid at home, so there’s no one to care when you want to get it on, or what kind of tricks you want to use.
I’ll go to a whorehouse if I want to get laid more often.
I have to be a bully once more when I see a pretty daughter-in-law or a yellow girl in a farmer’s house.
However, I have a good conscience and will never start a fight and always take in a concubine after a bully.
Sometimes I fantasize myself as an emperor, with three palaces and six courtyards, and millions of concubines in addition.
Of course, I can’t pamper everyone once in a while, so let’s pick the four main beauties to come in.
It’s also nice to be a thug and suddenly have a lot of beautiful women begging for you at the drop of a hat.
The most upsetting part was being a male prostitute and having to service fat, bloated, rich women in their 40s.
One day and classmates secretly watched back pornographic videos and learned to use their hands to settle for themselves.
Slowly, I learned to jerk off again with a condom on, with lubricant on it, so I wouldn’t fuck myself up when I shot.
I also learned that you can cum on a paper towel and not always draw maps on your boxers.
My women were all stunningly beautiful in those days.
Cool ……
The real interest in the women around me came after watching Maiden’s Heart.
I was a junior in high school at the time.
(ii) Preliminary Examination (Am I good?)
There are a lot of women around, and the best ones to go to are of course classmates.
There weren’t many pretty girls in the class to begin with, and self-confidence was an issue, so I didn’t dare pick the best.
What was in his mind was Shinrei, but the target of his actions was Xiao Hong.
Xiaohong in the class may be ranked female third bar, now look or have a few poise, when young, high-minded, always feel that this NO.1 is quite undesirable.
There’s a reason why I chose her, she’s always asking me about this and that, so I guess it feels like she has a bit of a thing for me too.
The first date was at a skating rink, where men and women could hold hands, and it was the first time I ever held a girl’s hand, and it was so soft.
One time we fell together and she pressed up against me and my dick got hard somehow.
She didn’t notice, but only blushed slightly.
We were emboldened by this, and I dared to put my arm around her waist.
When we broke up, I kissed her on the cheek, and she was so embarrassed that she ran away, only to turn right back around and give me that same kiss on the cheek.
In the evening, none of the junior wives showed up, except for a first wife named Xiao Hong.
Another map was drawn on the shorts, popped up on its own, no control.
The next day, she actually pretended to ignore me.
At the end of the school day, I snuck up on her and followed her all the way downstairs.
I wanted to run up and hug her and give her a fierce kiss when I suddenly saw her greeting someone else.
I came home depressed, went to bed without eating, and for the evening, I actually made an exception and didn’t jerk off.
From that day on, I also vowed to never ignore her again, although I always held my head high and my heart dark whenever I passed her.
Emotions erupted a week later and neither one of us could control ourselves anymore.
After school that day, I crept up behind her again, and as if she sensed it, she deliberately slowed down when she was nearing her door.
After hesitating for half a day, I finally decided to rush up.
At this moment, as if she too had made up her mind, she turned around and lunged at me.
We quickly found a nook and cranny where no one could see us and hugged our heads and kissed furiously.
I captured her lips and inhaled the flavor of the opposite sex.
She scolded me for being “bad” while she passed her tongue, and we reveled in the pleasure of the opposite sex.
Through my shirt, I felt the not-yet-grown colostrum, bouncing like a sponge.
It was a huge pleasure even through her clothes, and the dick was unknowingly transmitting the pressure to her through her pants.
“You’re bad!!!”
“How dare you call me bad? Then I’ll be even worse.”
I lifted her shirt and tried to get my hand inside.
The bras back then were rustic and stupid, and I didn’t get it half the time.
“Go to my house. My parents won’t be home until late.”
What a childish thing to do. I don’t know how to get an inch without a girl’s invitation.
Does she want it badly too? I ask myself, how come it looks like she’s more anxious than I am?
As soon as we entered the house, our lips were pressed together.
The mixed saliva seemed to taste good and we desperately sucked on it.
With her help, I touched her little tits too.
I rubbed my breasts very unskillfully, and my nipples soon hardened and bucked.
“That’s funny.” I teased.
“Badass! Ah …… it tickles ……”
I kissed her earlobe as I had done on the video, and she closed her eyes in ecstasy.
“Don’t! It tickles ……” My tongue went into her ear.
Don’t give a shit about her! My tongue followed her twisting and burrowed into the other ear.
“It tickles ……”
She smartly handed me her tongue and I had to catch it.
“There was a squeak that made us break out in a cold sweat.
I rushed behind the door and held my breath.
“Red, in the house?” Mom came back.
“In, in.” Red replied with a squeaky red face.
As he said that, he straightened his clothes and hurried towards the living room, closing the door to his room in the process.
I waited apprehensively in my room, not daring to move a muscle.
It felt like a hundred days had passed before I saw Red creep in.
“Come on, my mom’s gone to take a shower, get outta here!”
I grabbed my book bag and was about to run, and just as I got to the living room, “Pop!” Ground, she kissed me hard on the cheek.
What a time! Women are so horny.
There was a month where we didn’t move any further and I was dreading going to her house again.
But, in the meantime, we haven’t been idle.
Every day after school, he goes to the burrowing woods and quenches his thirst by sucking on the mixed saliva.
She got bolder and bolder and finally dared to stroke my dick through my pants, and so many times, I came home in wet, sticky pants.
I also felt out the many sensitive spots on her body, nipples, earlobes, armpits, soles of her feet, □ bone.
She especially likes it when I touch her feet, and her little feet are almost always in my hands on dates.
Unfortunately, she would never let me touch her pussy, not even through her pants.
The opportunity has finally come again.
I was about to go to team practice after school that day when she called out to me and asked me to come to her house.
Her parents are away on business.
“But the ‘Mayor’s’ Cup middle school soccer tournament starts tomorrow, and I have to go to practice.”
As much as I want to go, I’ll get scolded if I don’t train.
“Are you going or not?” Her voice was loud and her eyes were red.
“I’ll be there after training.” My tone softened.
“Then I’ll practice with you.”
“Not good.”
“Wanted!”
With my classmates teasing me, I finished my practice all unnatural, and took off in stride without saying hello to her.
She followed at a distance.
I made a deliberate detour before heading in the direction of her house.
I wanted to laugh with glee.
As soon as I entered the room, her pink fists blasted at me, “You bad! You bad! You bad!”
I hugged her and pressed into her.
“Let me touch it.” After a period of warming up, I asked, pointing at my little sister.
“No!” Categorically replied.
Her hand was on the outside of her pants touching my dick, “I can touch you, you can’t touch me.”
“Why?”
“Why? No why!”
“It doesn’t make sense!”
“Of course it makes sense, since I’m female.”
“How’s the female doing? I’m still male.”
I wrenched her ass into my arms and reached outside her pants to feel her pussy.
Seeing that her resistance wasn’t working, she instead closed her eyes and enjoyed it.
At the same time, her hand pressing on her dick began to increase in strength.
“No good, I’m going to shoot!”
The touch of a girl’s hand is so much more exciting than jerking off on my own that I can’t control it.
“Disgusting!” She withdrew her hand in a panic.
“Don’t stop, go on!” I shouted with my eyes closed, the sudden pause making it unusually hard.
Seeing my good-natured expression of pain, she had to serve me again.
“Oooooh ……” I finally cum in my pants.
Seeing my ass shimmering as if I had just been released from some ordeal was amusing to her, and she rubbed my dick quickly.
“That’s so cozy!” I gasped, lying back on the bed.
“Well, it’s time for you to go!” She inexplicably gave her expulsion order at this time.
“You want me to leave so soon? No, let’s play a little longer!”
Women also love it when a man pouts in front of her.
“You don’t feel bad.”
It was only when she said that that I felt sticky and bad in my pants.
“I’ll take a shower at your house.”
“No, there are no clothes for you to change into!”
“It’s so hard ……” I looked at her in mock pain.
“Then ……” she hesitated for a long moment before saying, “hurry up then.”
“Okay.” I was overjoyed, “But I don’t have any clothes to change into.”
“Badass!” It was one of her favorite phrases to scold me, “Hurry up and take off the shorts you’re wearing, I’ll wash and bake them for you and wear them when you leave.”
“So what am I wearing now?”
“Wear my dad’s.”
We both roared with laughter when the still underdeveloped me appeared in front of her in my fat shorts.
I took her in my arms and the passionate kiss made my dick run.
“Look, what’s this?” I looked downright hooligan at that point.
“That big?” She sucked in a breath of shock.
I roamed over her body again, lust making her brave once more, warm little hands caressing me.
Why is there foreskin on the glans?
She lashed it hard, as if to peel it off.
It hurts!
Sexually aroused, my hand reached into her boxers.
“So wet!” I couldn’t help but exclaim.
“Badass!” She broke away from my embrace and rushed into the bathroom, “I’ll take a shower first.”
“The sound of the water pounding against my gonads, my dick stood frozen in anticipation.
“Forgot my shorts.” She appeared in front of me draped in a towel.
How could I let her get dressed! I quickly pushed her onto the bed.
Our mouths joined again, lust making us forget.
I grind into her body on top, the towel slowly loosening as my dick hits a pile of hair.
I pretended to look down without meaning to, and there was a small, dark beard growing in that mysterious place.
Curiosity made me move down, and by this time she was like a sheep to the slaughter.
My cock started slamming between her legs and finally managed to find a small door.
It didn’t feel too welcoming, and the door opened very small.
Don’t care about anything. Just squeeze in.
“Ouch!” The red face seemed to scream.
“I’m a little sore too! Bear with it.”
The good thing is that any of us know that it starts to hurt a little bit, so bear with it for a better tomorrow.
It seemed to be held outside the door for a long time before the dick came barreling in.
“It hurts!” This time she really screamed.
I also had the feeling of exhaustion and crouched over her, panting heavily.
Quickly regaining my energy, I began to slowly shrug my ass.
“Ahhhh …… oooooh ……”
As her voice changed, the pained expression slowly receded and her face began to flush.
Her hands on my ass started to increase in strength, but I felt a tingle in my glans and shot my load against my little sister.
When I drew my gun like a loser, I found her spilled blood on the white sheets.
“What about it?” She looked at me, looking like she wanted to cry, “Mommy will find out.”
“Hurry up and take it to the wash.”
We both scrubbed together with soap for half a day and there seemed to be some marks on the sheets.
We just grew from childhood to adulthood in less than five minutes.
The next day’s soccer game, as a defender I certainly hadn’t been in the other team’s half, whether anyone on the other team had a bar mitzvah yesterday as well, I’m not sure, and we drew.
And then we didn’t do it a couple times before we graduated.
I was kicked in the ass and thrown out by her father that summer, and later heard that she had been sent to another city by her parents and had surgery.
This experience made me a lot thicker, and in high school, I soon had another great looking girlfriend.
At that time, my family was in a better position, with two suites at home, my parents lived in one, and they allowed me to live in one by myself in order for me to have a clean environment.
I went to a major high school and matured early, and by this time I already knew to study hard to prepare for college.
My girlfriend doesn’t often go to my place, and when she does, she just sits there for a while and then leaves, and her beauty and elegance don’t make me dare to make a move at all.
I tried that once, and her firmness prevented me from getting it a hundred times over, so I had to pick up my old wanking ways again.
It was only in my senior year of high school that I got my second woman in this life.
I’ve grown to 5’72” and although slim, I’m looking more and more dashing.
That woman wasn’t my heavenly looking girlfriend, but a female gangster.
Female gangster is the girlfriend of a classmate, even younger than me for a term, said female gangster, so small can not be bad, just very naughty, all day long and a bunch of big men to play together.
That’s what everyone calls her, and that’s all I can do, and besides, I can’t remember her full name right now.
I was a highly talented student at a major high school and never thought I’d sleep with her.
Things are just so weird!
One night in May, it was hotter. I was at home memorizing English words.
It was strange to suddenly hear a woman outside the house calling my name, and by the sound of her voice it certainly wasn’t someone I was familiar with.
Walking to the yard to see how it could be her? Xiao Li – Zhang Shu’s girlfriend?
Zhang Shu and I were in the same grade and were teammates on the school’s soccer team, and one time the team met at my house, and he brought Xiao Li here once.
Zhang Shu was a better soccer player than me, and a more dashing person than me. To be honest, I quite admired him at that time.
“What brings you here?” I asked, at a loss for words.
“Not welcome?” Rei’s playful way of cocking an eyebrow was so pretty.
“Where.” I asked as I opened the door, “Where’s Jangsoo?”
“I don’t know!” She practically stormed in and threw her book bag down on the couch.
“Got any water?” She asked me.
The room was spartan, with only one cup, and I handed her my own.
Without looking she angled her head and gulped down the water before telling me pitifully, “I had a fight with my parents and ran away. I had no place to go, so I came to you.”
“Does Chang Shu know?” I didn’t want to cause any trouble yet.
“I don’t want to tell him.” She replied with a pout.
I couldn’t be bothered to keep asking why, so I packed up and grabbed my book bag to go.
“You sleep in my place.” I pointed to my crib.
“What about you?”
“I’m going home.” Wasn’t I innocent and cute then.
“No.”
“Why?”
“What if your parents ask?” She looked sophisticated.
Yeah, why didn’t I think of that?
When my parents ask, can I say I let a girl take my bed?
“What about ……?” I stammered, for a moment I felt embarrassed.
“Tell you what, you take the bed and I’ll hit the floor.” She said graciously.
Everyone knows a dashing man doesn’t let a woman hit the floor, and of course it was me who ended up sleeping on the floor.
I sat back down at my writing desk and flipped open my book to look at it, while she remained angry at her parents.
It’s not that I didn’t want to, in fact from the moment she walked in, my mind was scrambled.
Full of her beautiful shadow.
Bad girls are pretty. You have to have bad capital to be bad.
Reading haphazardly, I finally made it to 10:30, the time of day when I cook myself a bowl of noodles.
“Do you want some too?” I whispered to her who was about to fall asleep.
“Great, I didn’t even eat dinner.” She rubbed her eyes, showing a mischievous look on her face.
She ate the instant noodles I made like a hungry rabbit, “It smells so good, it’s delicious.”
That cuteness gave me the urge to kiss her, and I suddenly realized that she was this beautiful.
Not for Zhang Shu’s sake, let’s see how I deal with you. Hmph!
Getting in the way of a friend’s wife, this night I slept on the couch and jerked off.
I thought she would only stay at my place for one night, and regretted that I was too timid, but who knew that she would come back the next night after 10:00 p.m. and bring me beer and roast duck.
“Eat this, there’s nothing nutritious about instant noodles.” She put the stuff down in front of me and looked at me with her big eyes wide open.
I was so embarrassed by her boldness that I lowered my head and didn’t dare to look at her, smelling her full of alcohol, thinking that at night she didn’t know who she had gone to fool around with, how could I have gotten mixed up with such a woman?
I was still eating the goodies she brought me when she went to take a shower.
Beer is fucking awful! I don’t know what the reason was, but I still drank the whole bottle in.
I was holding a roasted duck leg when she came out of the bathroom, and the sudden flash of images made me freeze with my mouth open, it was perfect!
White and pink face, big watery eyes, pink moist lips, long dripping hair, tender lotus root-like feet, and the fragrance of a young girl emanating from her body!
“What are you looking at? Never seen a woman before.” She was toweling her wet hair as she walked toward me.
“Nope ……” The open mouths still didn’t come together and the dicks were rising.
“Hey!” She sat down next to me on her butt, “Looking stupid?”
“No …… no.” I was embarrassed.
“Am I pretty?”
“Uh-huh.” I responded sheepishly, complimenting a girl to her face wasn’t something high schoolers of our time could do yet.
“Want to touch me?” She arched her back toward me and did a freeze-frame.
“No …… think!” I was at a loss for words.
“Want or not want?!” The tone was pouty.
“Want!” I don’t know where I suddenly got the nerve, but my hand went straight for her t-shirt.
“Nasty!” She sat down in my arms in a flash, pressing into my little steel rod, and I felt a chill down my back.
“Yo! What’s so hard!” The bad girl is just bold, and her back hand immediately touches me.
“No!” I stood up hastily, “I need a shower.”
I’m sure you can guess why I was embarrassed, my shorts were already a sticky mess.
Maybe that’s the evil that comes from jerking off a lot, meeting very exciting teases and shooting them immediately.
Being young, he could stand for a while after the shooting.
I don’t know if you guys are like this, but this is a habit I didn’t break until I was 22.
When I came out of the bathroom, I found her reclining on the bed looking at me, and by now I had no more trepidation or qualms about jumping onto the bed in a single bound.
We kissed fiercely, as if we were tearing each other apart, and my hands roamed her body unashamedly, her breasts were ripe for development, at least twice the size of my girlfriend’s, and her pink nipples showed that she was indeed still a teenager, and I sucked on them greedily.
Her hand was also very restless, finding my little steel rod in a flash, and after a couple of laps, she measured my glans with her fingers.
“It seems huge!” She said to herself.
“What’s big?” I didn’t get it for a second.
“You have a big cock.”
“Really?” I’m not sure I’m doing myself any favors.
“Let me see.” She said as she sat up, “Wow, why is this place so big!?”
Her thumb and forefinger curved into a circle and gestured over my glans.
“Is it big?” I was a little smug.
“Uh-huh!” She blushed and lay down again.
I entered her nonchalantly, my vagina hadn’t had much moisture in it yet and it felt tight.
“Does it hurt?” I saw her brow tightly beat and thought something was wrong.
“Kind of.”
“I’m moving.”
“Wait!” She held me close so that I couldn’t move, so I had to grind against her.
After a few minutes, I felt my bottom become very wet and her tight grip on me relaxed before she pushed my ass up and started thrusting.
I dare say she can’t be considered a prodigal daughter at all, and certainly not a bad one, since she barely screams when she makes love!
I could only sense her arousal by the change in pressure her fingers gave me.
After I growled and finished my homework, I had a few more nail marks as well.
The description of the sex is so simple that you may not enjoy reading it, and you really can’t remember the first time we had sex and what we did other than me pistoning on top.
When we were younger we didn’t know how to enjoy ourselves too much, making love didn’t bring much change, and she stayed with me for two more days, only still coming back late.
Well after that night, I never slept on the couch again.
One day I asked her, “Why don’t your parents come to you?”
She told me that her mother was a stepmother and treated her badly, and that her father didn’t care much for her.
I feel sorry for her, but there’s nothing I can do for her.
Suddenly one day she just disappeared and never came to my place again, nor did I see her go to Zhang Shu.
(iii) Erotic love (to be a slave to love, or a messenger of lovemaking?)
You may not find it very enjoyable to watch, but I haven’t seen any anecdotes so far.
It was too young to know their specialties, and the girls had no comparative experience.
Who actually has sex memorized from their youth?
Back then we were more emotionally oriented.
The anecdote didn’t come until I was in college.
My stamina is good. The sudden sex in middle school didn’t affect me and I made it to college.
The freer space in college made me a fish out of water.
I went to an engineering school where the girls were so few and oddly ugly that they didn’t interest me in the least.
Probably everyone has had the experience of being especially attracted to pretty girls when they were young.
When I saw that girl at a class reunion, I was immediately mesmerized by her looks and conversation; this girl from a foreign language college named Ma Rong was just too pretty.
I asked the boy I went with about her and the boy just told me I was from the old country and never went any further and gave me a hostile look.
Through observation, I realized that almost any boy could be my love interest.
At the party, I was a little more daring and asked her for the first dance, and then she just kept on dancing with the crowd chasing her, causing me to never get a chance to get on the floor.
I waited until the party was almost over before it was finally my turn again.
I cheekily asked her how she was doing and she was generous and answered all questions, which made me ecstatic.
In the week that followed, I wrote her three letters, all of which dropped like a stone, and almost in despair, I decided to make one last effort.
Saturday afternoon, I waited early at the entrance of their school, finally saw her come out, I rushed up to her without a head and said, “Ma Rong, have you read my letter?”
She froze and paused for a moment before shaking her head vigorously.
Seeing her classmates walking by, she stood next to me in embarrassment and helplessness.
“I wrote three letters.” I was lost at that point.
“I know.” She whispered with a red face.
“So you say you didn’t look?!”
“It was unread, I didn’t know who wrote it and threw it away without reading it.” Pretty girls are proud like that.
Turns out I didn’t impress her at all! I was in pain and low self-esteem.
“Looking for me for something?” It was she who broke the awkwardness.
“No …… I wanted to see you at the movies.” Despite my lack of confidence I was still not willing to fail.
“But I’m meeting a classmate for a dance.” Probably feeling too cold to me, she thought for a moment and said, “Why don’t we go to the movies now, but I’m going to the dance at eight.”
“Yeah!” How could I pass up an opportunity that fell from the sky.
From the first minute I entered the movie theater, my heart was racing.
What should I do? Should I kiss her? Do I dare?
A good portion of the movie was playing and I didn’t dare make a move.
At first she seemed to be watching the movie very quietly, then I noticed that she unconsciously glanced at me, which gave me courage.
The movie is almost over!
I shivered in the darkness and took her hand, she struggled for a moment without breaking away and stared at me for a moment.
That look of seeming anger gave me my next move.
I leaned in and kissed her on the cheek and whispered, “I like you.”
She struggled desperately and didn’t dare make any noise for fear of being discovered by others.
I surmised her mentality and got a little reckless.
The second half of the movie passes quickly in this struggle.
This night she didn’t go to prom, we went to the park.
That’s how I got to her. The more important part of this was my courage, I guess, in addition to the fact that I was indeed better too.
In college, the most important thing to do when chasing girls is to be thick-skinned, and I know this all too well.
Originally determined to claim her as my wife, I didn’t even force her to sleep with me during the year-long relationship.
When I was in third grade, she graduated, and the night before she was to leave, she offered herself to me, something I hadn’t expected.
That one time, it was in her dorm room.
For fear of discovery, the procedure of making love seemed to be dispensed with, and it was all done in a few minutes.
Watching her ride away on the train, I felt like everything had gone up in smoke.
Didn’t think she’d come to me a year later.
It was an evening in early summer, I was playing soccer on the playground, suddenly I realized that there was a girl standing by the side of the court, seemed familiar.
It’s her? It’s her!
I rushed up, “What are you doing here?”
“Come to see you! Aren’t you welcome?”
“How!” I couldn’t care less in front of everyone and put my hand on her shoulder.
“I came here on business and stopped by to see you.” She was much more generous than before.
I entertained her in the school cafeteria with our familiar meal.
She led me to the hotel. Once inside, we hugged each other.
She seemed to especially like the smell of my sweat and licked all over me.
I held my head up proudly and advanced on her body.
“Ahh …… it’s so big ……” She bucked her ass up to meet my thrusts.
“Comfortable?”
“Uh-huh! Don’t talk.” She closed her eyes and enjoyed the pleasure I was giving her.
She’s not a teenager anymore, I thought to myself.
She was quickly brought to the top and I gave her all the bullets I had gathered for almost a year.
At that moment, she shed tears.
“What’s wrong with you?” I asked uneasily, if it was too rude.
“I’m getting married.” The voice was so small it was almost inaudible.
“Huh?” Her answer left me in a fog.
It turned out that after graduation, she was assigned back to her hometown and worked for an import-export company.
Maybe it’s because she’s so pretty, she’s been surrounded by men since the first day she joined the company.
At first she was making reservations for me, then she found out she was pregnant (how many times have I sinned?). , and as a last resort, she told her family.
After forcing her to have an abortion, her parents began to introduce her to the object, in order to escape, she had to choose a good condition of the government officials fell in love, the man was good to her, but she just can not get any pleasure from him, she thought of me.
She felt tired and didn’t want to pick anymore.
I had no way of deciding anything for her at that time, except to think that I must satisfy her again by all means.
Okay, that’s enough writing for now.
There will be a large description of the sex below, and after reading the description below, you will know why some women like me.
The pleasure of a large glans.
First whet the appetite.