December 17, 2005, it was a cool autumn weekend evening, I saw her: about 163 high, long hair, high heels, hanging a small bag, wearing a light-colored dress, just off work. After approaching, I was captured by her beauty: although slightly thin, but the skin is so white that you can almost see the blood vessels, melon pretty face, the voice is soft and melodious. After dinner, let’s go for a walk? I suggested, and she agreed. We just walked around the lawn for a while, making harmless jokes. Walked through a section of stone on the lake road, she was unsteady, I followed from behind, holding her hand, her hand is cold, she struggled for a moment did not break free, so so hold.
After walking until about 9:00, and presumably halfway through the Long March of the Red Army, I decided to take her home, and she acquiesced. When I got downstairs, it was a high-rise elevator house.
I said, it was nice talking to you today.
Me too, she smiled, like a half-bloomed rose.
I can’t help but be mesmerized, can I please come up for a drink?
She laughed, what if I said no?
I said, you won’t.
She laughed again. Okay, but you can’t bully me.
Her home was tastefully furnished, 2 bedrooms, 1 bath, plain and clean, with flowers adorning the small, serene living room. This is a woman of great taste. Interestingly, she said, she actually rarely drink boiled water, the home is often no boiled water …… desire to escape, a small trick, huh?
It was early in the morning when she got out of the shower. She was still listlessly watching a boring program. I look at it, huh? It’s a sports program. Are we taking a break?
Okay, she turned off the TV.
I love her bed, a 1.8 meter wide king-size bed with thick bedclothes. She came out of the bathroom after a bath, wearing a nightgown. The dim lamp in front of the bed shadows her lithe body under the nightgown.
Why are you still standing. She asked.
I was looking at your pictures. I pointed to the art photos on her bedroom wall.
A picture of me when I was young, huh? It’s beautiful, isn’t it?
Yes, but now with a more feminine touch. I heartily marveled and hugged her smoothly. The dress was smooth, the body light. And my blood was starting to rush upwards. Impatiently, I took her into my arms as soon as I could. I whispered in her ear, Baby, you’re so beautiful, let me kiss you properly. She didn’t resist and lowered her head. Let me kiss her face passionately. Her lips were a little icy, and the thin slice of her lips gently rubbed against me. It was at this moment that I looked at her clearly for the first time, gazing at her. Her large eyes blinked constantly as she looked at me, her long, curly lashes fluttering from time to time! I leaned in close and kissed her on her lips, warm and soft. Then kissed her small mouth and stirred with her tongue! I felt her hold me tighter and I took her into my arms harder! I rolled over onto her body and embraced her, kissing her again and again! I rolled over onto her body and embraced her, kissing her again and again! By this time I was in just a pair of panties, and my cock was already hard, holding my panties up. Must be she also felt, I use both hands to her suit gently off, then hands around to her back to open the bra buckle also took off, and then gently faded a bit of her purple panties to her thighs. At this point, I saw a beautiful body in front of me – breasts are not big, but the nipples are gently upturned. The abdomen was smooth.
I continued to kiss down the past, breasts, abdomen, outer thighs, knees, calves ….. Everywhere, she couldn’t help but moan softly, her voice was so delicate and intoxicated. I slowly began to kiss up her inner thighs, until her fairy hole to stop, here has long been the flow of water gurgling. I teased the perimeter with the tip of my tongue a few times and she ahhed. What, are you uncomfortable? I deliberately asked. You, you badass! She laughed and cursed. My tongue continued to tease her labia majora. Her legs began to close up and clamp down on my head. My tongue began to go deeper, her flavor was light as a virgin. Teasing her clit, with every movement she followed by clamping me harder. Water stained my lips in a moment.
Do you have a condom? I asked no and she said, after the divorce, I haven’t had one in 2 years.
Entering her was a wonderful sensation: without any assistance, the thick cock slid down her thighs and into her cunt. I loved the smoothness of it.
She wasn’t the type to scream loudly, but that slight sound was so intoxicating and more than enough to get the blood pumping. Unlike the women I’d had sex with before, her vagina was more contractile. Because my penis was longer and she wasn’t very tall, I could feel it enter and push up against her cervix. A little more gentle entry and she starts to scream: it’s too deep. I smile and give her a kiss. Started to slowly thrust, first shallow, with the back of the stem rubbing her wet clitoris, every time I pulled out, she screamed ah softly. After about 5 minutes of pumping, she started to get confused. Holding my waist and pressing down hard. It was at this point that I started thrusting deeper and she didn’t feel like thrusting too deep. I enjoyed the tight wrapping and warm water in her smooth pussy and the slight tremors of her body as her lower body met my deeper penetration.
Changing positions, I sat up and lifted her legs up on my shoulders so I could see her full frontal, thighs and cock going in and out of her. This position turned me on the most. She squirmed and her moans started to get louder, ah…ah…the more she cried out, the more powerful my pounding became. The bed was rocking gently, making sexy squeaking noises.
This article comes from the back, I said.
How do you come back there? She asked me innocently.
I couldn’t help but laugh, it seemed that she really couldn’t do much. Following my handhold position, she bent down on her knees at the edge of the bed. Her ass wasn’t too big, but it was white and tender. I stroked it a bit and inserted my cock from behind.
God, it was so deep! She screamed up ahead.
Yes, feel it, is it comfortable? I finished and started thrusting again.
This time she finally went wild, and in less than 10 minutes she stopped screaming, her upper body went limp on the bed, and she stopped catering to my onslaught. I gently patted her ass and told her to lie down. She collapsed onto the bed with a grunt, unable to move her arms or legs.
I leaned down and lay down next to her.
How was it? Was it okay? I asked with a smile.
She waved her hand feebly, and with difficulty said, …… God, you’re so …… awesome!
I liked the way it felt. A number of women had said similar things before, but I didn’t appreciate it because I needed nothing more than their vaginas. This one was different, this woman I really liked.
Can it go on? I asked badly.
You’re not done yet? She asked me with a glare.
There isn’t one. I laughed.
Oh …… she sighed long and laughed too, why are you so good!
I re-entered her body again, this beautiful woman …… After about 20 minutes, her chants, my gasps, and the sweat that waved between the two of us; the shaking of the bed, and with the penis in and out of the vagina when the rhythm of her writhing, fluctuating breasts, all under my dominance, constitute the most primitive melody, and make me gradually Reaching orgasm, I began to feel some difficulty in copulating in her, and then I pushed forward, and suddenly sucked in a sharp breath.
At that moment, just in the hot body, burst out an indescribable sense of relief, I feel the semen from my penis ejected, millions of spermatozoa into the uterus, my testicles, vas deferens, urethra are in the scrotum of the baggage of the intermittent twitching.
There was nothing left in the world except for her naked and bewildered and me and the gusts of post-coital pleasure and excitement.
I was suddenly cold, and collapsed, as if relieved, on her soft breasts…
It was perfect sex for about 1 1/2 hours. Then came 1 more time every half hour. I don’t remember how many times in total I did it before dawn, except that each time she was about to pass out and didn’t refuse my embrace to enter. At dawn, we passed out in each other’s arms.
The next day she woke up and hammered my shoulder in anger, you’re hurting me!
Is that so? Where does it hurt? I asked on purpose.
You’re bad, now I can’t even walk. She shyly pretended to be angry.
This article is from Dreamweaver A few days later, I simply moved my luggage from the hotel to her house. During the day, we each went to work and came back at night and couldn’t wait to get into bed and make love. She didn’t like condoms, she said, then she couldn’t feel my body heat. I said, that’s not body heat, it’s penis heat. It was in this kind of joke that I began to enjoy the beauty of her body again.