My language teacher has more than 40 this year, but she is still permed wavy hair, coated with the kind of very thick and very thick bright lipstick, looks like a ripe woman, listening to others say that when she was young is the most good-looking teacher in our school. She has a habit is like to wear the kind of leather high-heeled shoes, step up the sound is really fucking like ringing, and she also like to wear leather skirt, with flesh-colored stockings, every time I hear her step on the sound of high heels, looking at her pair of meat silk legs, my cock can not help but harden up. She spoke in the classroom voice is also very loud, every time on her class, my mind is floating with him sex scene, once she called me up to answer the question, I had to use my hand to cover my big cock coyly, but I did not expect that slut actually stepped on high heels to come in front of me to come, laughing and trying to break my hand to cover the erected cock! She laughed again and pushed up her square glasses and asked if I could speak louder. Even said her six year old daughter couldn’t speak that softly. Just looking at her petite frame almost made me cum right then and there! Another time when I was buried in my homework, she actually came up to me and touched my head and locked eyes with me for a good three seconds, and I felt like she was almost going to ride up on me! What I did got her attention though, they say thirty is like a wolf, forty is like a tiger, and I knew that a youngster like me was especially desirable to her.
Until one day, our school held a sports meeting, I wanted to pee tight from the very beginning, held two bells, really can’t hold it anymore, so I slipped back to the teaching building toilet to pee. Listening to the sound of running water, I feel very comfortable, but I still think of my language teacher in my heart, thinking of making love with her. The wind blew the plastic screen at the door of the men’s restroom, making a “popping” sound, which further aroused my desire. “Eh, there you are, why don’t you go watch the games?” My head turned to find my language teacher staring at me. I awkwardly retracted my cock back into my pants, but she was walking towards me with a smile on her face in that short skirt and meat silk with black leather heels. “Take it easy.” She walked past me, then turned and stopped in front of the restroom window, twisting her head around to smile at me, “Did you think the field day wasn’t going to be much fun, and that’s why you came back to the school building?” I nodded, finding the way her dyed and tied up chestnut hair flopped to cover a quarter of her face charming. “Look, the view out the window is quite beautiful, can you come over a little?” So I walked over, actually thinking what she wanted long before I did.
As I walked over she asked if I could come a little closer, and when I got a little closer she suddenly pushed her stockinged ass against my crotch, then smiled and turned her head, and the two of us stared at each other for a few seconds before we hit it off. She held her hands on the window sill and ground her stockinged ass repeatedly and vigorously against my crotch, and in this way my tender cock was hardened by her. I carefully turned her leather skirt upwards, and boy, was I right, she wasn’t wearing any panties! I went with the flow and pulled my pants down about to my knees and my big cock popped out like a praying mantis. I grabbed my big cock in my hand and rubbed it against her pussy through her flesh colored stockings, she was already wet there when I put my big cock up. He looked at me with his eyes turned upward and said, “Oh, you can come in now.” But I wanted to play something slutty with her, I poked my big cock hard and hard into her flesh-colored stocking-partitioned pussy, and then gripped her stockinged ass tightly with both hands and wrenched it outward, it felt like breaking her virginity, causing her to let out a scream while more lewd water seeped out from down there. Finally, her flesh-colored stockings were poked by me, and my big cock finally went in as a matter of course, and when my big cock went in, it was already flooded inside.
My language teacher’s pussy wasn’t really tight, probably because she had a baby, but my cock was big, thick and long, about 20 centimeters, and because the position happened to be backward, and she was rather petite, so my big cock was able to make up for her physical shortcomings and bring her sexual bliss, and I initially stabbed her hard, straight into her deepest part. “Ahh! So big!” She gasped, while her pussy began to contract. Since her pussy was rather small and my cock was huge, I was able to fill up her entire pussy when I got up to speed, which gave me a lot of urgency and made her not-so-tight pussy a factor that could be ignored. I started to move as well, grabbing the top half of her brown sweater with one hand as I rocked my bottom half back and forth, feeling like a medieval knight in a novel. “Ahh! Faster, faster!” She asked me, lying on her back like a bitch, and I gave her a “yes” in return, and then we began to talk dirty.
“How did you do in the last general examination?” I didn’t expect her to start with my studies and grades first, “Language 132.””Well, you did quite well. What about the other subjects?” It’s surprising that she, as my language teacher, knew nothing about my grades, but I smiled and continued to answer, “140 in English, 298 in Literature, and I didn’t do very well in Math, well, only 72 points.” I’m a pretty typical liberal arts student, and I still remember very clearly that one time in my freshman year of high school I was at the bottom of the class in chemistry. She said after a short while, “Well, you still have a lot of room for improvement in math, go for it, you now have a total of 642 points, I believe you will be able to overachieve in the college entrance exams and get into the China University of Political Science and Law!” I smiled, and she turned around and smiled at me as well. She wore extra bright lipstick today, making it impossible for me not to lean over and kiss her. We didn’t have a tongue kiss, we just touched the tip of our tongues gently for a while, then exchanged saliva with each other, swallowed it down, then sucked our lips tightly together, and then suddenly parted, letting out a loud “boing” sound that echoed for a long time in the toilet where there were only the two of us, and the taste made me savor it, and also made her feel delicious. “Have you been watching these videos at home?” She went on. “Yeah, because I’m not good at math, so I watch the ones that have to do with conic curves.” She winked, those big eyes framed by both sides were extremely attractive and made my big cock harden a little more. “Good. But I recently heard that you were having an affair with a girl from class 10, is that true?” That’s when I realized that she had a very, very thick powder on her face and her eyelashes were darkened with mascara pencil, “No.” I made myself say with finality. “This was actually three months ago, you’re not going to pretend you’ve forgotten, are you?” “Eh teacher, aren’t you talking about the girl named Feng? It’s true that the two of us got close, but she’s my cousin ah, we played together when we were little.” In fact, my somewhat bent down dick deceived me, but her pussy tightened up for a while, and she smiled as she told me, “Hubby, I believe you. Do you have any more questions for me?” Hearing the word “husband”, my big cock hardened again, and her pussy tightened at the same time with me, I quickly understood the relationship between the two of us, so I could not use those hypocritical words and teacher-student relationship, I let go, but still a little bit formal, said, “Teacher, is it it’s been months since you’ve had sex?” “My husband divorced me, don’t you know? He ran off without me and the kids.” I thought I had heard other students in the classroom talking about this, so I thought I’d test her, “Fucking fart! Just last week I saw you sitting in the passenger side of a Mercedes SUV with a guy driving next to you!” “No, that guy was an acquaintance of mine.” She said, while her pussy welcomed an urgency like no other. I leaned down to kiss her again, this time we came to a tongue kiss, our tongues met, our saliva melted, and it wasn’t just the flavors in both of our mouths that melted together, it was both of our hearts! Now I could finally come uninhibited with her. “Honey you mean for me to pull out of your pussy, leave you and your daughter behind and divorce you, don’t you?” She was surprised for a moment, then replied sharply, “No, no, no! That …… I’m kidding!” I looked at her and smiled bitterly at me, then continued, “Okay, but I still don’t understand why my wife likes to seduce 18 year old boys?” “Yeah, I tempt you.” I felt her slutty pussy tighten again for a while, I didn’t realize that she was quite good at this old woman’s game. I grabbed her tie-dyed up chestnut colored hair with my other hand and launched into an onslaught like I was riding an old mustang.
My cock was getting bigger and bigger, her pussy was shrinking tighter and tighter, the water was moisturizing both of our genitals, and the thrusts were making a “popping” sound like a plastic screen behind us, although we were instantly terrified of being caught in the act. I pulled her hair so painfully that she complained, “What kind of husband treats his wife like that?” Thinking that he hadn’t yet realized the main problem of the moment, I returned her comment, “What kind of teacher treats her students like that?” She turned back to me and smiled helplessly and wryly, those big eyes still highly attractive. “Shouldn’t we be careful?” I asked her. Even though our school was having a field day, there were two volunteers standing downstairs in this building, and my language teacher was panting so loudly that if they looked up, we could be spotted; and, if any of the students ran back to use the bathroom, like I did, we’d really be in for a rude awakening. “I think it’ll be fine, the one across the street is the science and technology building, the first, second, and third floors are labs, while the upper two floors are the computer room, so no one should be here at this time of the day.” I still asked her to be careful, but she didn’t care. If we both glanced with our eyes to the left at the glass on the window, the two of us mating would be clearly visible: me rocking back and forth like a robot while she lay there on her back enjoying the pleasure of being rammed, her necklace hanging around her neck swinging, her look like a female toad that was getting fucked. We let our eyes jump far enough to see the never-ending stream of cars driving down the road by our school, and as soon as they looked up, they could see us. But we remained serious, as if we were the only two people in this moment, in the whole of time and space. I slowed down the frequency of my thrusts, like playing a serenade with a violin, and we both reveled in the beauty of the scene before us, until a cool breeze blew, wrapped in a smell of a shithole, rushing toward our faces and senses, but just enough to arouse our desires, causing me to thrust swiftly again, and that’s when we felt the presence of both of our genitalia — it turned out that both of our genitals were always connected together! “Honey, how old are you this year?” “I’m 43, you didn’t even forget my age, did you?” “Huh? Sorry, I thought you were always 18! But ……” “But what?” “My wife looks so good in makeup, more beautiful than all those 18 year olds!” “What makeup? I have no makeup ah, I bottom is like this.” After a burst of conversation and I don’t know how long, I finally felt something, while she didn’t know how many orgasms, I felt a tightness in my horse’s eye, but I did my best to hold it back and said, “Honey I’m going to go!” “Give me your hand!” She held out her bronzed hand with its little silver watch and rainbow-colored bracelet to me, and I entrusted her with my left hand, and as we clasped our hands together, transferring warmth to each other, she yanked my hand so violently that I flung my whole body toward her, while my horse’s eye gave way and I gave up all the cum I’d had in the last eighteen years to the old woman in front of me, who was painted in heavy make-up.
“Honey how many times have we done this?” “It’s the first time we’ve ever done it, and the first time I’ve ever done it!” “Haven’t we done it in all the years we’ve been married?” “Yeah.” “You didn’t forget because you were so busy working, did you? Our daughter is also adopted.” “Ah, sorry, sorry, sorry, I’m really sorry! I’ll make my husband happier in the future!” In this intentionally unfulfilled moment, she grinds her stockinged ass against my crotch, while my crotch spins with her pace, and because it’s a backward entry, my cock can still stay in her slutty pussy for quite a while, so we kiss each other once again, with my body pressed against her back, and my hands crossed to hold her shoulders like a pharaoh’s, and even though she doesn’t have very big boobs, her ass for me is an unparalleled fit, and since I was on the skinny side, those slightly larger asses were able to lock tightly around my crotch under her petite frame.
After I don’t know how much longer, my cock finally slipped out of her slutty pussy, and her body was filled to the brim with my hot virgin cum from being in this rear entry position. “Honey, let me suck your cock!” She turned around, squatted down, and took my entire cock in her mouth. Since her slutty pussy was open right to me when she squatted down, I could clearly see my cum mixed with her lewdness flowing out of her pussy and into the floor drain on the floor. “Why is my wife’s mouth still so red after kissing me? Is it lipstick?” She got a little upset and pulled her mouth off my cock and said, “No, it’s ketchup!” “Why are you rubbing so much ketchup on your mouth?” “I wanted to fill my mouth with a sweet and salty flavor.” Then she took my cock back in. Hearing her speak the words she had just spoken, I stroked her chestnut hair, which was not as silky to the touch as my ex-girlfriend’s, but had the comfort of curls. I meditated on when I started to think about her, neither in that class nor in that night study, because those two things happened not long ago, then I remembered it was in the last semester, it was in an encounter on the way out from the dormitory, my desire was suddenly unlocked by her, and from then on it was out of control, I still remembered that day on the road, I turned back to look at her three or four times again. I became particularly miserable in the days that followed, and that’s when I remembered my junior high school classmate, now the Class 10 girl. “Did you bring a napkin?” She had licked and eaten it clean for me while she swallowed. I fumbled with my pockets, stopping to look at my cock, which was stained red as if it had been broken. I happened to find one and reached out to hand it to her, she reached over, wiped her pussy and dropped her leather skirt down in front of me before stumbling to her feet and dropping the paper into the hole in the nearby shit pit. She gripped the door of the cesspool with both hands as if she was going to fall at any moment, and I hastily pulled my pants back and moved forward to help her up. “What time is it?” I asked. She looked at the little silver watch she wore on her hand and replied, “Two hours have passed and it’s now after 11:00, almost half an hour before they come back.” Probably because it was my first time having sex, I felt a little lightheaded and something in my mouth was about to come out, so I said, “I’m sorry.” As soon as I said the word “sorry” I threw up a huge amount into the urinal, luckily she was there to help me, I think I would have fallen head over heels into the urinal otherwise. “Why don’t you go sit in my office.” She and I held each other up and just walked up the stairs, one step at a time.
She opened the door and when we went in she quickly unlocked it and said to me, “Don’t worry, this was supposed to be locked during the Games, I came here this morning and opened the door, so you don’t have to worry about the surveillance cameras in there because they’re not even on.” I replied with an ‘uh-huh’. She assisted me to he chair and sat me down, then she sat facing me on my crotch and said, “Would you like something to drink?” She turned her head toward the cup of her Western Ginseng tea on the table. I nodded and she cradled my head in her hand with her little silver watch and reached over with her other hand to pick up the cup of tea, as she did this my face was pressed against her modest breasts and I could smell her scent, accompanied by the smell of a sweaty body after sex. “Come.” She said and I opened my mouth slightly to meet the tea she was pouring me, the way she smiled with her necklace on was extremely attractive and just like that our eyes locked for a few seconds. I was glad that this morning my homeroom teacher was away on a business trip and the homeroom teacher of the class next door was in charge of us, so my language teacher called to the homeroom teacher of the class next door to say that I was in his office to make up the language. All the windows in the office were tightly retracted, and every curtain was drawn down, so outsiders couldn’t even see what was going on inside, plus the door was exceptionally sound-proof, so we could do whatever we wanted to do here, and we didn’t have to worry about food and drink because there was a box of bread and a big bag of raisins under our desk, and the water dispenser was placed in the corner by the window. I felt a lot better because of the big can of water, and as I watched her skin turn a bit back to bronze, I drifted off to sleep with my arm around her.
I awoke from a fitful sleep to find myself fully undressed and her still wearing her boxy glasses feeling still sleepy as if she was pressed against me and in my arms. Her face was pressed against mine, my naked flesh clinging to her clothes, stockinged legs and heels still entwined with mine, I could hear her even breathing, I could feel the warmth of her face, I could even feel her heartbeat – when I awoke to find that both of our heartbeats were beating with the same frequency and amplitude beating! The leather skirt, only half pulled up, gave me the warmth of leather, while the flesh-colored stockings and onyx heels gave me a burst of coolness. Suddenly she came out of her slumber, and I gave her a spanking that allowed her to shake off the relaxing slumber as she stretched out. She came out of her slumber with her ass pressed against my crotch and she shook out her permed chestnut hair, this time she didn’t tie them up but let them drape over her shoulders. I noticed that her face had turned much whiter, her lower half had changed little except for a short skirt tied up with a belt, and the brown sweater that had been on her upper half had long since disappeared, replaced by a white shirt and a black jacket with three buttons on each cuff and a couple of buttons in the center of the white shirt that shone like pearls, and her lips had regained the red of their previous It was like she had just eaten someone, and the smell of cum and post-coital sweat was long gone, all I could smell on her was a very strong incense, and the whole atmosphere was filled with a kind of warmth. “I’ve got the heating on, are you feeling better? Would you like something to eat?” I did feel a lot better once I woke up, like another day had passed, I glanced at the trash can behind her and saw that it contained the very same clothes she had been wearing in the morning, there was a smell of honey in the air, I figured it was probably the air freshener she had sprayed on. “I want to eat you.” She laughed and bent down to kiss me, I clung to her and landed on the floor in a tumble, I realized that the floor wasn’t as cold as I thought it would be and there wasn’t a pang of pain as we fell, I opened my eyes and realized that it was a spongy pad that she’d put over the entire floor. I closed my eyes again and tumbled on the floor making love to her, both of our bodies intertwined so tightly that we looked as if we were one person tumbling on the floor, oblivious to the 3,000 meter victory of the athletes outside. We spent the afternoon in such tumbling, and in the evening we still did a wave of sitting positions against each other with that same talk during the first night study session, and I didn’t undo her blouse all day because I simply didn’t want to, and she seemed to have adapted to the pleasure of being wrapped up in the rush of being backed up by me from the moment I was backed up in the morning, and I was enjoying the pleasure of being wrapped up in and ramming against her slutty pussy, and my Strong desire can cause her strong desire, her strong desire can cause my strong desire, in the middle of kissing, I cum to her again.
The next two days we spent the same way, in the morning she got up early to empty the garbage left over from last night’s orgy, then went to the school cafeteria and bought breakfast and two cups of soymilk, we brought the food to each other’s mouths, and the soymilk we tore their coverings off, and made each other drink it like a cup of wine. For lunch and dinner we were also simple and rough, she went to order a takeaway, brought it back with a few slices of bread and then we ate it like breakfast, the rest of the time we spent making love. I played out quite a few tricks with her over the past few days, we played around with the Goddess of Mercy, missionary style ……. The morning of the third day we came to a high degree of action, I stood in the center of the office, hold her up to fuck, she first hands tightly grasp my shoulders, then with a stocking leg hooked to my waist, and then carefully let her own other leg also climbed me, while quickly let her slut pussy set in my big cock, this position we practiced for a long time on the second day and night, in the morning of the third day was finally accomplished. “Aha! Hubby, we have quite an understanding~” I said nothing and hugged her tighter while giving her a deep sucking kiss (I was worried that she would fall). We discreetly wiggled our respective genitals, our eyes gazing at each other, our mouths not separating until I once again shot my cum into her slutty pussy. Over the course of a few days, the most annoying thing we had to do was go to the bathroom, because I had to put my dress pants back on while she straightened her dress code, and at one point I ejaculated on her face, causing her to use up several napkins. I’ve kissed her forehead, licked her face, touched her breasts through her clothes, left traces of saliva on her hands, stockings, and heels, nibbled on her leather skirt, rubbed my big cock on her arms, especially the one with the little silver watch and the rainbow-colored bracelet, and even ejaculated on the arm of that hand, and the palm of her hand. I loved it when her ass sat on my face so I could lick it like crazy, and her ass was bronzed, and when she farted, I sucked that gas like crazy up my nose and into my mouth so I could shoot a whole bunch into her hand when she jerked me off with that hand with the little silver watch on it. At one point she didn’t want to go out and go pee, so she peed right in my mouth, and I gulped it down before continuing to kiss and fuck her. We had a great three days like that.
The sports were over and I was back to studying seriously. In the classroom, my language teacher and I maintained our original teacher-student relationship, and if we really needed it, or because I was under too much pressure, she would take me to her office to have sex after the night study, when all the people were gone, and she would turn off all the lights, and we could only rely on our senses. Gradually, we figured out this feeling, which also makes me and her more inseparable, I even feel that I am surrounded by girls for me at all not attractive, only my language teacher can stir up my desire. After every secret kiss in the grove, she admonished me not to give up on math, but to focus on it and catch up. In the midst of love and intense study, I finally ushered in the college entrance exam.
The results after the college entrance examination is also very ideal, I wipe the score line to get into the China University of Political Science and Law, that night I gave her a phone call, said I will be four years after the university to marry her in name only.
Time swiftly passed another four years, I graduated from college and immediately returned to my alma mater, just that Friday afternoon, I found my language teacher was there waiting for me. She was still as beautiful as she was back then, wearing the same brown top that I had worn that morning when I had rear-entered her in the restroom, and the bottom half of her body was still the same three pieces, a leather skirt, meat silk plus high heels, she was still wearing the same pair of square-framed glasses, and as soon as she saw me, she smiled and walked towards me. I made a different move compared to my high school days, I picked her up, kissed her in front of everyone, took her into my car and sat her on the passenger side as I started the engine and sent the car straight for the hotel.
We really had a blissful time that night, firstly because of the financial basis of the hotel and secondly because we no longer had to worry about being found out. Late that night I heard her say that her daughter was about to enter middle school life, and that she had actually taken a year off to give birth to a son for me, and that she had truthfully elaborated to the authorities that the biological father of this child was me, and she said that I was 18 years old at the time, and that I was willing at the time, and that I had said as much when the authorities had called me and asked me about it that day. I looked at the electronic clock on the cabinet next to my bed, one minute short of twelve o’clock, and I hooked the pinky of my right hand firmly around the pinky of her hand that wasn’t wearing the little silver watch, and swore to her, “I’ll take you to get a marriage license as soon as we’ve woken up from our nap.” Still innocently, I added, “Same as French President Macron.”
She and I quickly and tightly entwined again and sweetly went to sleep ……
The next day, my language teacher and I woke up from our sleep in a fit of spasms when she and I were clinging to each other. We remembered that we were having an erotic dream before we woke up from our sleep and when we made it to orgasm I shot my cum to her again and then we woke up. We came awake in a fit of thrusting, the covers had been kicked to the floor, we smelled very strongly of sweat, her stockinged legs hooked on my back had a sticky feeling, the makeup on her face had faded a bit and her lipstick had become less vibrant, but I still loved her, I still wanted her, I still wanted to fuck her. When I was in language class in high school, as long as she appeared in the classroom, her body could give me an erection, and her voice could turn me on, and she also walked up to me every time with a red face, and one time during night study she called me out to the toilet’s cesspool to play with rear entry, and one time during night study we took advantage of the whole class’s inattentiveness, and she sat on my seat and played with me sitting against each other. Now I’ve graduated so we don’t have to be afraid of people catching us because when we get our marriage license we’ll be husband and wife!
I gave her another spurt, and in the aftertaste of my ejaculation, along with the pleasure of the spurt and the physiological response of a morning erection, my cock once again got hard in her slit, and this time it was the one that didn’t slip out of her slit, and came back hard after going soft inside. The process of my cock going from soft to hard turned her on and she gasped, “You’re so good husband!” I pushed her down and my body pressed against hers, pinning her to the bed and fucking her. This was a position she and I had never not played before, but we had been in it for a long time, so we knew how to dominate ourselves and each other. I was all fingers with her, her stockinged legs clamped tightly around me, a position I loved because I could see her face so clearly, she was grimacing as if she wasn’t resistant to fucking at all, and the way she was gritting her teeth made my cock twice as big as it was in her pussy! “Ahh! So big! I love it~ Hubby’s cock is getting bigger and bigger” I asked with a grin as my crotch slammed against her ass with a loud popping sound, “Has my wife had sex with anyone else in the last four years?” “No! Absolutely not!” I trusted the bitch’s answer, but I asked, “Have you ever looked at my pictures and snapped your pussy?” “How could that be no? I think about you night and day, hubby! Has hubby jerked off in the last four years because of me?” Hearing these words, my heart sank, because these four years I really have not been in love, I had secretly used the language teacher’s photo in the dormitory wrapped around their own cock jerked off, and this bitch to me also surprisingly so loyal, so obsessed, said thirty as a wolf, forty as a tiger, but I did not expect her to be an obsessed woman, in an instant I fell down and kissed her. We kissed a long extension, until we climbed on the climax with, I to her once again dedicated all my so far, after making love to both of us red, we rested for a moment, drink a cup of water and then go to the shower.
In the shower, I was finally able to get a good look at her true face. It was the face of a forty year old woman, but her face was really classy and smooth looking, her eyes were huge and her lips were bloodshot, so it seemed that she really didn’t lie to me, and that she wore make-up just to put the icing on the cake. Her whole body was bronze in color, only her sexy and glamorous legs were as white as grease. Her breasts are not very big, but I can’t say they are flat either, but her body is smooth and elastic to the touch, like cotton outsourced with a layer of A4 paper, so there’s an indescribable feeling sticking to it, as if you can become one with her. I had another go with her in the bathroom and we played with the most primitive rear entry. With her hands gripping the nozzle rod, she bent over and got down, her ass puckered towards my crotch, and I plunged my cock into her pussy this time with my eyes and without using my hands. At first, her ass began to wriggle, my crotch also followed her ass dance, later, I began to sing with her the opposite, to give her wriggling pussy a reaction force, so that my cock to her pussy deeper, so that her pussy can also be shrunk a little tighter, we do these actions are not highly concentrated, because through the N training in both of us in the heart of the two have long since been born out of a kind of tacit understanding. After the foreplay, I began to thrust up, fuck her pussy. I thrust very hard, very hard, let her cool wailing, she even cool directly called out my name. I don’t think she’d ever felt so good before, because I heard a sweet sob in her panting, and when she said, “Go on,” I shot her again.
After we took a shower, we went downstairs to the first floor to eat a breakfast, then I drove to take her to do the marriage license, our marriage license was quickly done, the night I opened a box with her, in which to eat and drink. She was so drunk that she was carried back to her room in my princess carry, I put her on the bed, then removed all her clothes, and then quickly removed my own clothes, then fell asleep with her in a tight embrace.
The next day we still woke up from a spasm of sleep, her soft body made me not want to part with her, and I even wondered why I wasn’t the same person as her. Why couldn’t I share a heart with him? So that I could enjoy the pleasure of genital fusion with her. She said that she had also considered such questions, but happily, because of our frequent lovemaking, now after I cum inside her, my cock would not slip out of her pussy no matter how long it took, so she only had to give me a little stimulation, and I would be able to get hard again and continue to make love to her. Her soft body was also a treat for me, I even felt like she was covered in treasure. We made love in this position for the rest of the morning, the rest of the afternoon, and by the evening when I had shot an unprecedented amount into her, we both felt our bellies grow hungry.
For dinner we just ate something high energy and then came back and continued to have sex in this position, and because we had done it so much, we always felt a little cold when I separated from her. We made love until 12:30pm and then drifted off to sleep cuddled up together, my cock was in her slutty pussy the whole day.
The next day we woke up, as usual, and slept through a shot of sperm, then proceeded to fuck again before going to shower and eat. After dinner it was a quarter to three in the afternoon and that’s when she said she wanted to play Goddess of Mercy with me. She put on the day she and I in the office she wore a student dress, she put on extra thick makeup, the lower half of the same is also that three pieces: belt leather skirt, oil shiny flesh-colored stockings, red onyx high heels, but this time are LV; I was all stripped leaning against the bed, this time it was her turn to fuck me.
Her leather skirt was only halfway up and her pussy was over my cock, which made her look deliciously tantalizing. By virtue of gravity, her ass pressed against my crotch through leverage, giving me not only just the right amount of pleasure, but also a very meaty pleasure. Her stockinged legs rubbed against my body, and the texture of the stockings and the flesh of her thighs made me salivate while my cock grew larger than ever. “Want a taste?” She brought her gorgeous legs up to my mouth. I started with her heels like a dog and soon her heels were covered in my saliva, then I bit her heels off, but to my surprise she pressed her foot right into my face. I took a deep breath of her strong foot odor, but she said very lewdly, “What do you want, my old man?” Her stockinged legs rubbed up against my face, and I licked her stockinged paws furiously, inhaling the strong foot odor furiously, and suddenly, I bit her toes and ejaculated like a fountain. “Ah! Bad husband, you’re hurting me.” She screamed a bit, but still felt the pleasure. I apologized to her, blushing in shame. She laughed and said it was okay while grinding up her ass, and by gravity, my cock was once again hard in her slit. She said it was okay because she had gotten me sterilized at one point during those four years, so she wouldn’t get pregnant no matter how many times I shot her. She rode my cock like a female praying mantis, her legs folded up and she pumped my cock up and down, and since her leather skirt was pulled up only halfway, my crotch could still enjoy the texture of the leather as she pumped. Suddenly she stopped thrusting and once again sat on my cock, she was ten fingers to the side with me, looking down to see me lying on the bed, I thought she was going to give me her saliva, but I didn’t realize that this old female toadstool coughed up a mouthful of thousand year old phlegm and spit it into my mouth. Her phlegm was thick and sticky and caught the flavor of our dinner last night, so it took me a lot of effort to swallow hers, but I still felt good because he phlegm was just as sticky as she was, which made my cock harden to gargantuan proportions and shoot an even bigger chunk into her pussy.
In the afterglow of cumming, I touched her stockinged ass from his shoulder all the way up, then slapped her bouncing ass, only to make her blow her first orgasm. Later, my cock slipped out of her pussy, much to our surprise. No matter how much I let my cock rub against her stockinged legs, how much she foot-fucked me with her stockinged legs, and how much my cock was wedged between those stockinged thighs of hers, it wouldn’t get hard. At this point, she squatted down and said, “Honey let me suck your cock!” Just saw her put my cock in her mouth, tongue stirred up my glans, my feeling came back at once, I was simply cool don’t want to die. She pressed my glans against her cheeks and reached into her deep throat to constrict it with her tonsils, either hiding it under her tongue, or rubbing it in front of her teeth, or wrapping it in her upper lip, or rubbing it against her palate, so that she secreted a lot of saliva, but gulped it all down. In a flurry of thrusts that she gave me with her mouth, my legs clamped down on her head like Kim & Jung in North Korea and I shot in her mouth. She swallowed half of her semen and shared the other half with me so that I could taste it. I felt that the “Kim and Jung” in front of me was not only attractive but also caring for her husband.
Just like that my cock grew back in size so I could thrust back into her pussy again. But this time when I did, I couldn’t pull it out because my genitals and hers had been born together so tightly because of the frequency of sex that my foreskin was now her pussy folded up in a circle, and what wasn’t growing together was the fleshy part of my cock, so in a sense my genitals and his were fused into one.
But just as she finished undressing the top half of her body to cuddle up with me and make love, the miracle happened again. Her and my bodies were tightly fused together again, we even shared a heart, and for a short time our respective blood flowed to the other’s side, and then flowed back through a cycle – she and I were finally integrated as one, and the dream we’d been dreaming of for the past few years had finally come true! Now all she needs to do is to change her oiled flesh-colored stockings regularly, and all I need to do is to make love to her every day! (End)