Oh, it was sent by chatty friend Happy on his cell phone QQ.
I happened to have a bad landlord fight and quit the QQ game.
A ‘jump’ emoji was sent back to her.
Her avatar flashed: are you at home? I replied: yes.
She said, I’m downstairs at your house.
Oh, how is that possible, I said: teasing me again.
She said, You can’t believe you can see me when you come downstairs.
Oh.
Is it.
With a heartbeat, I hurriedly threw on my coat and rushed downstairs.
Walking out of the building, I could only see a few card players in the distance, but there were no other people in sight.
Halo.
That damned girl, she’s playing with me again.
I gritted my teeth in hatred, so I went upstairs and went home.
When I entered the house, I saw her avatar flashing on the computer.
Clicked on it: are you down yet? I was like, “You damn girl, you’re teasing me again.
I went down, how come I didn’t see you? ‘Oh yeah, but I didn’t see you come down either.’
I’m going home if you don’t come down.’
I laughed: you dead girl, you know how many floors and units my family lives in ah’.
She smiled cheekily: ‘It’s just a certain unit in a certain building’.
Halo.
All right.
But I didn’t say that to her in my impression.
I said to her, ‘If you’re down here, then why don’t you come upstairs to my house and hang out for a while’.
She sent a shy emoji: ‘I wouldn’t dare’.
I said, ‘What are you afraid of, I don’t eat people.’
I promise I won’t touch you.’
‘Oh, why?’ ‘Oh, you’re too small.’
Her avatar wasn’t blinking.
And I didn’t care.
Half a dozen times, suddenly her avatar was flashing again.
I opened it and said, ‘I’m at your door, open the door and see me.’
I rushed to the door in three steps and opened it to find that she was indeed at the corner of the stairs in front of my house.
I was stunned for a moment.
Oh, my God, so she’s really here.
When she saw my frozen look, she smiled and said, ‘Why, you’re not welcome,’ which is when I came to my senses and scrambled to let her into the house.
Oh.
Let me start here by telling you a little bit about the back and forth of how we met.
A year or so ago our unit sent out some people to work in the field in order to generate efficiency and compete for revenue, and I was unfortunately one of them.
It’s boring being there all men and no women.
It just so happens that the daughter-in-law of one of my coworkers called me the other day and said she had a good friend who was lonely and wanted to find a friend to talk to and asked if I would be willing.
Of course I do.
So she gave me her phone number.
That’s how we started talking on the phone or texting for almost a year or so.
Through understanding and communication, I learned that she is twenty-eight years old, her husband died a year ago, and she has a little boy over a year old.
The more we talked, the more we got to know each other, and then it was just pretty much nothing, but mostly very serious topics, with the occasional conversation about adult topics that I initiated.
Then in a flash we pulled back.
There’s just very little contact.
It wasn’t until a while ago that a coworker’s daughter-in-law told me online that she was at her house.
Ask me if I want to meet.
Hee hee.
And with that, I went to her house.
Meet her who I know well in voice but have never met in person.
She’s fat.
This didn’t surprise me because she had told me that she was fat.
Not a pretty face but not ugly either, she feels like the kind of woman who has a lot of energy, I think it’s mostly because she’s young.
A coworker’s daughter-in-law made an excuse about going out to look for her kids.
Just left us both in the house.
I sat with her, making small talk, and suddenly, with a feeling that I couldn’t help myself, I felt her nervousness as I grabbed her hand.
I grabbed her hand tightly and tickled it with my little finger.
She scowled and was speechless.
I said to her: isn’t that disappointing.
She said: What’s so disappointing about it? I said: It wasn’t a handsome man I saw.
She laughed and said: Are you also disappointed to see not a beautiful woman? I said to her gently: the woman who is good to me is a beautiful woman in my eyes, Xishi in the beauty of other men, and I don’t think she has much beauty.
She giggled at that.
And that I’m really good at talking.
After a while.
A coworker’s daughter-in-law is back.
I then excused myself and went home.
Later, my colleague’s daughter-in-law sent me a message on the Internet: you must not fuck her, she doesn’t have a husband yet, I don’t care if I let her pester me.
Oh.
So scary.
Thinking about it, that’s what happened, so the fire faded.
I can’t believe she showed up today.
I’m really still a bit overwhelmed by it.
I motioned for her to sit down on the couch.
Said a moment to talk, can not help but reach out to her into her arms, her nostrils suddenly thick up, she looked up at me and said: you did not say you do not move me? I said to her cheekily: that is not to blame you are too cute, I just hold you a bit well.
She didn’t say a word as she obediently snuggled into my arms, and after a while, I couldn’t keep my hands off of her, gently sliding them from her waist into her breasts.
She glared at me.
I nibbled gently on her earlobe with my mouth, and with a cherry cry, her body went limp and she breathed more rapidly.
I pushed her bra up.
Wow, a pair of white and plump boobs popped out.
I imagined her breasts were perky, but I didn’t expect them to be this big.
I took her nipple in my mouth at once.
She ah’d, so loud.
Kneading her breasts with her hands, they felt so soft and thick and heavy.
Her face was red with shame, but she didn’t resist much.
After playing with her millimeters for a while, I gently unbuckled her belt again.
Sliding down her belly to her pussy that hairy place, the middle finger continues to caress and buckle her pussy, there is exceptionally wet, wow, flooding ah.
My finger went with the flow downstream and into her pussy.
She couldn’t maintain the same reserve she had earlier in the day.
Aaahhhh yelled out, his body soft as a puddle of mud.
The whole thing beached in my arms.
Her hand went inside my pants in turn.
Caught my JJ in my hand, which by now was hard as a post.
She used her hand to lasso it back and forth, her little hand was fat and fleshy and it made me feel that stimulation really up in the air.
That’s the first woman in my life who’s actively played with my dick with her hand.
I tenderly whispered in her ear, Baby, I want it.
She shook her head and said, No, not for you.
I then remembered the words of my colleague’s daughter-in-law, and my heart grew cold, and I then laughed and said, “That’s enough.
Just stroking for a while.
She said she was going back.
I then got up, we both straightened our clothes, and I walked her away.
While walking to the door, she suddenly turned back to me and hugged me.
Said to me in a mischievous way: here you go then.
The hot blood rushed back to his head.
I took her tightly in my arms, and there was nothing else in my mind at that moment but a voice screaming: fuck her.
I embraced her into the bedroom.
Pushing her down on the bed and hastily removing her lower clothing, she helped me strip my lower body.
My hardened lower body entered her in a flash.
She ah’d loudly, screaming so loud and moving.
I thrust up quickly.
She wrapped her arms around me tightly.
With what looked like a cry and a hard moan on my lips, I tightened my mouth around her lips.
She violently broke away from my lips and said to me in that crying voice: Brother, brother, I called you brother, didn’t you say I was small, didn’t you not move me? Brother.
That voice is so hauntingly charming it sends shivers down your spine.
I pushed her top up and sucked her breasts dead center.
It was such a good feeling.
Her flesh was plump and thick.
Ambling over her was comfortable.
I pumped away at her for ten minutes or so before switching to a rearward motion.
The small belly by on her fat PP was also very sensational.
I pounded harder than one at a time.
Her voice got louder and louder, and I was afraid of being heard outside, so I kept begging her, “Baby, keep it down, keep it down.
She’s cute at this point, sometimes after screaming out loud, before covering her mouth with her hand, lol, covering her ears.
After playing like this for another ten minutes or so, I let her ride me.
She was undulating on top of me with indulgence when suddenly her cell phone rang and she made a shushing gesture to me as soon as she saw the call.
Then took a calming breath.
Pick up the phone.
The call was from her father.
It seems to be asking for motorcycle keys or something.
After a few minutes of fighting, my jock went limp.
Wait for her to finish typing.
JJ can’t get hard any more.
(Oh, blush first, I’m not usually like this).
She tried for a while, and when she saw that nothing was starting, she cuddled with me for a while and got up to get dressed.
When I sent her away, I said to her: in my next life I’ll take you as my wife.
As a result, she said something that touched my heart: If there is a next life, I want my husband again.
P.S.: Somehow my colleague’s daughter-in-law knew, and left me a message on the Internet: I didn’t expect you two to really come together, and I won’t be taking care of you in the future.
Dang, it’s puzzling.
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