An accident in the laundry room led me to sleep with an athletic beauty.

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The relationship happened during my student years. I was a sophomore in college, and I had just moved out of the dormitory and was renting an apartment on my own. I had a private bathroom, and it was the first time in my life that I had to live off-campus. So I had to take care of everything myself. The building I lived in was for students, which could be considered a high-end version of a dormitory. So there were both men and women in the building, and some couples even shared a room. This showed me what open college life was like now, and I really wanted to have a girlfriend to live with. Unfortunately, I wasn't good-looking, and I didn't have any special talents to attract girls, so I remained single. After a few months, I had probably seen all the students in the building. I could roughly remember which person pressed which elevator button and which floor, especially the really hot girls or those with great figures but average looks. I thought I might have a chance to get to know them someday. There was a laundry room in the building, so everyone had to do their laundry there. There were no washing machines in the rooms, so it was easy to run into some pretty girls doing laundry in the laundry room.

It all started in the laundry room. That day, I brought my pile of clothes to the laundry room, intending to find a washing machine. However, there were only six washing machines in total, and they were all occupied. I thought I'd wait half an hour and a machine would become available. Half an hour later, I returned to the laundry room, and the washing machine had stopped, but the clothes were still inside. At that moment, a female classmate was also waiting nearby for the owners of the clothes to come and collect them. She seemed very impatient, and I was also a little annoyed. This female classmate was wearing denim shorts and a black tank top; her legs were very beautiful and fair. Suddenly, she said something to me:

"Just take their clothes out and leave them on the table next to them so they can claim them themselves. Otherwise, who knows how long they'll have to wait?"

I nodded to him. Then, the female classmate quickly took the other person's clothes out and put them into her own, then quickly left. I, on the other hand, was too embarrassed to touch other people's clothes. I slowly took them out, and ended up with a girl's clothes. There were lace panties, a bra, and some super short shorts. I couldn't help but touch them a few more times, and a thought popped into my head: I wanted to steal a bra to take back. So I turned my back to the person behind me... The surveillance camera secretly slipped her underwear into the bag where I kept my dirty clothes, then quickly took it out and put it on the table before taking my clothes into the laundry room. It was the first time I'd ever seen a girl's underwear. I wanted to quickly take it back to my room to satisfy my lust, but I was also afraid of getting caught, and I didn't know who the underwear belonged to. Something felt missing, so I went to the laundry room and pretended to wait for my clothes to finish, secretly observing which girl's clothes they were. I sat there waiting for about ten minutes when a girl came into the laundry room. A tall, slender girl, wearing athletic shorts with leggings, a loose tank top and sports bra, her hair tied in a ponytail, looked like a sunny, sporty girl. She had fair, rosy cheeks and was quite pretty. As soon as she came in, she started looking around, apparently searching for her clothes. I kept scrutinizing her from head to toe; she was practically a goddess-level girl, even her bare face looked beautiful while exercising. She was frantically searching for her clothes, so I went up to her and said, "Hey, your clothes are all on the table. They were washed a long time ago but I didn't take them out." "Others need to use it, it takes up their time."

She said apologetically, "Sorry, I just came back from exercising and didn't have time to get it. I'm sorry, did you get it for me?"

I replied, "Yes... I'm sorry."

She replied, "It's okay, thank you."

Then she went upstairs to his room. My clothes were almost done washing, so I sat there waiting. But then I suddenly remembered that I had taken one of his underwear. I thought, "Oh no, I forgot to put it back. He knows I got his clothes for him. Will he think I'm a pervert?" But actually, I didn't know what to do, so I pretended to have taken out a bra and put it back in the washing machine. A little while later, that goddess came downstairs again. I knew she was looking for her underwear. Luckily, I pretended to put it back in the washing machine, and when she came down and saw me, she asked shyly, "My... one set of underwear is missing. Have you seen it?"

I said, "I didn't notice. It should be on the table."

She said, "It's okay, I'll look for it. Thank you."

I started collecting my clothes and then pretended to be surprised, saying, "Ah! Is... is... this set? It's still in the washing machine. I didn't see it clearly before I put my clothes in to wash." "I'm sorry,"

she said. "Yes, it's mine, but there's another pair of underwear..."

She took it away embarrassedly, and then I said, "I'm sorry, I washed your clothes with mine. I can pay for another wash."

She said, "No need, it's just one pair."

I said, "I can't do that. I owe you one. Next time you want to wash, it's on me. I'll leave you my LINE number, otherwise I'll feel guilty for making a mistake."

Actually, her underwear was still in my room, covered in my semen, and hadn't been cleaned properly. The goddess took the bra and went back upstairs shyly. I also gathered my clothes and went back to my room, waiting for her to contact me on LINE. That evening, I suddenly saw someone add me on LINE. It was this goddess! She seemed like a very well-mannered and polite girl; she didn't reject me outright. I was secretly thrilled for a long time. I messaged her: "Remember I owe you laundry time?"

She replied: "No need for that. It's inconvenient since you're not home. How about you just give me some coins?"

I replied: "Sure, is it convenient to return them now? What floor and room are you in?"

The goddess replied: "Room 611 on the 6th floor. Just knock on the door."

I was incredibly excited. It was the first time I'd interacted with a goddess like this. Then I remembered she had a pair of underwear with me. I thought I'd return them to her while I was at it. My lust suddenly became uncontrollable; my mind was filled with thoughts of going to her and sleeping with her. I texted him again, "Oh, right... I forgot to tell you, I was folding my clothes and found one of your... underwear inside. It was hidden in my pile of clothes and I didn't notice it until now. I'm sorry, I'll return it to you later."

The goddess must have felt very embarrassed when she saw this, and replied briefly, "Okay, thank you."

I went to find her and knocked on her door. When she opened the door, the whole room smelled nice. The goddess was wearing cotton shorts and a tight-fitting t-shirt, with her hair down. I said, "Sorry, here are these coins. I won't get confused next time."

She said, "Okay, it's okay."

I was about to turn around and leave when the goddess suddenly said, "Did you forget something?" I

said, "Oh...right, your...underwear, sorry, sorry, I'll give it back to you now."

But my hands were empty. She looked at me suspiciously, and I was incredibly nervous. I said, "Because I was afraid someone would see it, I put it in a plastic bag in my pocket."

Just as I reached into my pocket, I suddenly lunged forward, pushed the goddess into the room, and closed the door. She was stunned and asked, "What are you doing?!"

I said, "Giving you back your underwear."

I took off my basketball shorts, and at that moment, she was stunned by the sight before her. She saw a boy wearing her underwear, and his penis was completely erect. The goddess said, "Are you a pervert?! Why are you wearing my underwear?!" "

I was masturbating while staring at the goddess, my penis still inside her lace panties. She immediately took several steps back. I took off my shirt, leaving her lace panties on, looking ready to fuck her. She said, 'Don't do anything rash, or I'll scream.'

I said, 'If you dare scream, you'd better be prepared to get beaten up. You'd better just cooperate with me, at least you won't get beaten up, and you'll just have a good time with me.'"

I pulled off his underwear, continuing to play with my penis, and walked step by step toward the goddess. Finally, I grabbed her hands and tried to push her down onto the bed. The goddess screamed, and I immediately slapped her hard. Tears streamed down her face, and she dared not scream anymore, only sobbing softly. Her body struggled constantly, trying to stop me from raping her, but there was no one else there, no one could save her. I ordered her, "Want to be hit again? Take off all your clothes yourself. I don't want to use my hands; I'll be very rough. If you don't want to get hurt, take them off yourself!" The goddess had no choice but to obediently comply, slowly taking off her clothes one by one. As I admired her

, I played with and rubbed the head of my penis. Her figure was absolutely amazing; a woman who exercises really does have a great figure. Her breasts were perfectly perky, around a D cup, with tiny nipples and a slight hint of abs—perfect! I pushed her down onto the bed, spread her legs, and plunged into her private parts, like a wolf that had been craving for weeks, constantly sucking on her vagina and clitoris, deliberately making wet sounds. The girl kept crying, saying, "How could you do this? I never thought you would do such a thing! Ah~ stop... please..." How could

I stop now? Of course, I was going to fuck her hard. Then I said to her, "Oh my god~ So good~ I want to go inside you, with my big cock inside your honey pot, okay? So good~ I never thought I'd sleep with a beauty like you."

The goddess was trembling with fear when she heard me say these things. I could tell she'd never heard anything like this before, especially not in this situation. The goddess was already dazed and confused, saying, "If you want to, hurry up and get out of here!"

In my mind: "Damn, are you trying to kill me?" "

I kept thrusting into him forcefully, feeling myself hitting a sensitive spot. The goddess let out a soft 'ah,' as if she was enjoying it. I made her shut up and just kept fucking her, frantically thrusting into her sensitive spots, completely ignoring her and purely venting my lust. The goddess was like a doll being played with by me. I changed to a rear-entry position, grabbing her firm, shapely buttocks and thrusting back and forth. The girl's body trembled and kept making sounds like, 'Ah... I can't take it anymore, please stop, ah... ah... (trembling voice), umm...'

I suddenly said, 'I can't take it anymore either, let's orgasm together, okay?'

The goddess seemed to have orgasmed many times from my thrusting into her sensitive spots, trembling involuntarily and constantly leaking vaginal fluid. I asked again, 'Let's orgasm together, okay?'" "Answer me! I'll fill your honey pot with my thick semen, okay? Say it!"

The goddess answered me with a trembling voice: "Okay... hurry up and give it to me, I can't take it anymore, my body is constantly leaking fluid, I really want to pee... sob... um..."

As soon as I heard him say he wanted to pee, I immediately thought, "Is he about to squirt?" Could I be so lucky as to see him squirt? I have to hold back until he squirts, so I immediately pulled out and temporarily used my hand and tongue instead. I used two fingers to probe his G-spot in his honey pot, and my tongue quickly licked his clitoris. I felt a lot of juice gushing out, and I kept swallowing it into my mouth. It felt so good. Suddenly I felt a pressure trying to squeeze my fingers out. I pulled my fingers out, and in an instant... A huge gush of water sprayed out, shooting all over my face and into the air. I immediately stuck my fingers back in and started thrusting wildly, and she continued to spray out large amounts of vaginal fluid. I said, "Feels good, doesn't it? You're squirting! I'll lick it clean and drink it all." The goddess replied, "No, that's embarrassing... Waaah... Mmm... So... So... So good... Comfortable... Oh... Mmm."

I said, "Weren't you resisting me? What did you just say? You said it felt good and comfortable? Did I hear you right?" I

pressed my face and mouth, smeared with her juices, against his cheek, forcefully kissing his lips, sucking on his tongue, our tongues locked in a French kiss, exchanging fluids. With one hand, I grabbed my penis and thrust it into his vagina. The goddess's vagina was already incredibly wet, filled with her juices and my saliva. We were completely intertwined. My large penis thrust in and out of his vagina, my mouth sucking on the goddess's tongue. I licked his entire face, his cheeks, nose, eyes, ears, and neck, my tongue constantly tracing patterns on his face until it was covered in my saliva. I held his head tightly in my arms and thrust into the deepest part of his cunt in a missionary position, my elbows hooked around his knees. Then I said, "I'm coming, I'm going to ejaculate inside you. Do you want my semen? I'll give it to you!" "

The goddess was already so ecstatic she was saying anything, so I sped up my thrusts and poured all my hot semen into her cunt in one go. I continued thrusting, trying to mix her vaginal fluids with my semen. Then, with a forceful pull, I pressed my mouth to her cunt and sucked out the mingled fluids, holding them in my mouth and letting them slowly drip down her face. This way of ejaculating on her face was just too..." I was so happy! With some of our love juices still on my lips, I forcefully kissed my goddess, and we both drank our fluids. I frantically licked her face and sucked her breasts. My goddess was moaning with pleasure, saying, "So...good...mmm...oh~mmm...I've never...never...never done lovemaking like this before, it's so perverted...but it feels so good...I want more...give me more...I want...again...mmm..."

We then went to the bathroom to wash ourselves. The goddess was squatting down, giving my penis a vibrating blowjob. I was still reeling from the shock, my penis was still sore, but it got hard again in no time. I never knew a beautiful woman could make me hard again so quickly by giving me a blowjob. The goddess helped me apply shower gel, and then we hugged each other and rubbed against each other. She grabbed my penis and shoved it into her vagina. A warm, wet sensation made us do it again. This time, the goddess couldn't hold back anymore and let out a loud, lewd moan: "Mmm...yes." "That's it, push in a little more, yes... right here... that's right... you're so good... faster... I'm about to climax again, hold me tight... thrust harder... oh oh oh... umm ah ah~ so good... so good... you're hitting my cervix... so thick and long... cum inside me..."

Hearing such lewd words, I was about to cum again within minutes. This time, I cummed directly on his face, on his long hair, his whole body covered in my semen. After showering, lying in bed, we unknowingly started to feel good together. It seems that as long as I make him feel good, the rape accident has also turned us into sex partners. He would message me every now and then, saying that if he wanted tonight, he could just knock on my door.

The relationship happened during my student years. I was a sophomore in college, and I had just moved out of the dormitory and was renting an apartment on my own. I had a private bathroom, and it was the first time in my life that I had to live off-campus. So I had to take care of everything myself. The building I lived in was for students, which could be considered a high-end version of a dormitory. So there were both men and women in the building, and some couples even shared a room. This showed me what open college life was like now, and I really wanted to have a girlfriend to live with. Unfortunately, I wasn't good-looking, and I didn't have any special talents to attract girls, so I remained single. After a few months, I had probably seen all the students in the building. I could roughly remember which person pressed which elevator button and which floor, especially the really hot girls or those with great figures but average looks. I thought I might have a chance to get to know them someday. There was a laundry room in the building, so everyone had to do their laundry there. There were no washing machines in the rooms, so it was easy to run into some pretty girls doing laundry in the laundry room.

It all started in the laundry room. I brought my pile of clothes there, intending to find a washing machine, but there were only six, and they were all occupied. I thought I'd wait half an hour and a machine would be available. Half an hour later, I returned, and the washing machine had stopped, but the clothes were still inside. A female classmate was also waiting nearby for the owners to come and collect their clothes; she seemed very impatient. I was getting a little annoyed too. This classmate was wearing denim shorts and a black tank top; her legs were very beautiful and fair. Suddenly, she said to me,

"Just take their clothes out and put them on the table over there so they can claim them themselves. Otherwise, who knows how long we'll have to wait?"

I nodded to him, and then the female classmate quickly took other people's clothes out and put them into her own, then quickly left. I, on the other hand, was too embarrassed to touch other people's clothes. I slowly took them out, and ended up with a girl's clothes. There were lace panties, a bra, and some super short shorts. I couldn't help but touch them a few more times, and a thought popped into my head: I wanted to steal a piece of underwear. So, with my back to the surveillance camera, I secretly stuffed the underwear into the bag where I kept my dirty clothes, and then quickly took out her clothes. I put the clothes on the table and took them inside to wash. It was the first time I'd ever seen a girl's underwear. I quickly took them back to my room to satisfy my lust, but I was also afraid of getting caught, and I didn't know who the underwear belonged to. Something felt missing, so I went into the laundry room and pretended to wait for my clothes to finish, secretly observing which girl's clothes they were. I sat there waiting for about ten minutes. Then a girl came into the laundry room. She was tall and thin, wearing athletic shorts with underwear, and her legs were wide... Wearing a loose tank top and sports bra, with her hair tied in a ponytail, she looked like a sunny, sporty girl. Her fair complexion and pretty face made her quite attractive. As soon as she came in, she started looking around, apparently searching for her clothes. I scrutinized her from head to toe; she was practically a goddess, even her bare face and athletic wear made her beautiful. Seeing her frantically searching for her clothes, I went up to her and said, "Hey, your clothes are all on the table. They've been washed for a while and haven't been taken out yet. Other people need to use them, so they're taking up space..." "Other people's time,"

she said apologetically, "Sorry, I just got back from exercising and didn't have time to get it. I'm sorry, did you get it for me?"

I replied, "Yes... I'm sorry."

She replied, "It's okay, thank you."

Then she went upstairs to her room. My clothes were almost done washing, so I sat there waiting. But then I suddenly remembered that I had taken one of his underwear. I thought, "Oh no, I forgot to put it back. He knows I got his clothes for him. Will he think I'm a pervert?" But actually, I didn't know what to do, so I pretended to have taken out a bra and put it back in the washing machine. A little while later, that goddess came downstairs again. I knew she was looking for her underwear. Luckily, I pretended to put it back in the washing machine, and when she came down and saw me, she asked shyly, "My... one set of underwear is missing. Have you seen it?"

I said, "I didn't notice. It should be on the table."

She said, "It's okay, I'll look for it. Thank you."

I started collecting my clothes and then pretended to be surprised, saying, "Ah! Is... is... this set? It's still in the washing machine. I didn't see it clearly before I put my clothes in to wash." "I'm sorry,"

she said. "Yes, it's mine, but there's another pair of underwear..."

She took it away embarrassedly, and then I said, "I'm sorry, I washed your clothes with mine. I can pay for another wash."

She said, "No need, it's just one pair."

I said, "I can't do that. I owe you one. Next time you want to wash, it's on me. I'll leave you my LINE number, otherwise I'll feel guilty for making a mistake."

Actually, her underwear was still in my room, covered in my semen, and hadn't been cleaned properly. The goddess took the bra and went back upstairs shyly. I also gathered my clothes and went back to my room, waiting for her to contact me on LINE. That evening, I suddenly saw someone add me on LINE. It was this goddess! She seemed like a very well-mannered and polite girl; she didn't reject me outright. I was secretly thrilled for a long time. I messaged her: "Remember I owe you laundry time?"

She replied: "No need for that. It's inconvenient since you're not home. How about you just give me some coins?"

I replied: "Sure, is it convenient to return them now? What floor and room are you in?"

The goddess replied: "Room 611 on the 6th floor. Just knock on the door."

I was incredibly excited. It was the first time I'd interacted with a goddess like this. Then I remembered she had a pair of underwear with me. I thought I'd return them to her while I was at it. My lust suddenly became uncontrollable; my mind was filled with thoughts of going to her and sleeping with her. I texted him again, "Oh, right... I forgot to tell you, I was folding my clothes and found one of your... underwear inside. It was hidden in my pile of clothes and I didn't notice it until now. I'm sorry, I'll return it to you later."

The goddess must have felt very embarrassed when she saw this, and replied briefly, "Okay, thank you."

I went to find her and knocked on her door. When she opened the door, the whole room smelled nice. The goddess was wearing cotton shorts and a tight-fitting t-shirt, with her hair down. I said, "Sorry, here are these coins. I won't get confused next time."

She said, "Okay, it's okay."

I was about to turn around and leave when the goddess suddenly said, "Did you forget something?" I

said, "Oh...right, your...underwear, sorry, sorry, I'll give it back to you now."

But my hands were empty. She looked at me suspiciously, and I was incredibly nervous. I said, "Because I was afraid someone would see it, I put it in a plastic bag in my pocket."

Just as I reached into my pocket, I suddenly lunged forward, pushed the goddess into the room, and closed the door. She was stunned and asked, "What are you doing?!"

I said, "Giving you back your underwear."

I took off my basketball shorts, and at that moment, she was stunned by the sight before her. She saw a boy wearing her underwear, and his penis was completely erect. The goddess said, "Are you a pervert?! Why are you wearing my underwear?!" "

I was masturbating while staring at the goddess, my penis still inside her lace panties. She immediately took several steps back. I took off my shirt, leaving her lace panties on, looking ready to fuck her. She said, 'Don't do anything rash, or I'll scream.'

I said, 'If you dare scream, you'd better be prepared to get beaten. You'd better just cooperate with me, at least you won't get beaten, and you'll just have a good time with me.'

I took off her panties. " I continued toying with my penis, walking step by step toward the goddess. Finally, I grabbed her hands and tried to pull her down onto the bed. The goddess screamed, and I immediately slapped her hard. Tears streamed down her face. She dared not scream anymore, only sobbing softly, her body struggling to stop me from raping her. But there was no one else there; no one could save her. I ordered her, "Want to be hit again? Take off all your clothes yourself. I don't want to hit you; I'll be very rough. If you don't want to get hurt, take them off yourself!" The goddess had no choice but to obediently comply, slowly taking off her clothes one by one. As I admired her

, I played with and rubbed the head of my penis. Her figure was absolutely amazing; a woman who exercises really does have a great figure. Her breasts were perfectly perky, around a D cup, with tiny nipples and a slight hint of abs—perfect! I pushed her down onto the bed, spread her legs, and plunged into her private parts, like a wolf that had been craving for weeks, constantly sucking on her vagina and clitoris, deliberately making wet sounds. The girl kept crying, saying, "How could you do this? I never thought you would do such a thing! Ah~ stop... please..." How could

I stop now? Of course, I was going to fuck her hard. Then I said to her, "Oh my god~ So good~ I want to go inside you, with my big cock inside your honey pot, okay? So good~ I never thought I'd sleep with a beauty like you."

The goddess was trembling with fear when she heard me say these things. I could tell she'd never heard anything like this before, especially not in this situation. The goddess was dazed and confused, saying, "If you want to, hurry up and get out of here!"

In my mind: "Damn, are you trying to kill me?"

I kept thrusting into him forcefully, feeling myself hitting a sensitive spot. The goddess let out a soft "Ah," as if she was enjoying it. I made her shut up and just kept fucking her, frantically thrusting into her sensitive spots, completely ignoring her and purely venting my lust. The goddess was like a doll being played with by me. I changed positions, grabbing her firm, shapely buttocks and thrusting back and forth. The girl's body trembled and she kept saying, "Ah... I can't take it anymore, please stop, ah... ah... (trembling voice), mmm..."

I suddenly said, "I can't take it anymore either, let's orgasm together, okay?"

The goddess seemed to have orgasmed many times from my thrusting into her sensitive spots, trembling involuntarily and constantly leaking vaginal fluid. I asked again, "Let's orgasm together, okay?" "Answer me! I'll fill your honey pot with my thick semen, okay? Say it!"

The goddess answered me with a trembling voice: "Okay... hurry up and give it to me, I can't take it anymore, my body is constantly leaking fluid, I really want to pee... sob... um..."

As soon as I heard him say he wanted to pee, I immediately thought, "Is he about to squirt?" Could I be so lucky as to see him squirt? I have to hold back until he squirts, so I immediately pulled out and temporarily used my hand and tongue instead. I used two fingers to probe his G-spot in his honey pot, and my tongue quickly licked his clitoris. I felt a lot of juice gushing out, and I kept swallowing it into my mouth. It felt so good. Suddenly I felt a pressure trying to squeeze my fingers out. I pulled my fingers out, and in an instant... A huge gush of water sprayed out, shooting all over my face and into the air. I immediately stuck my fingers back in and started thrusting wildly, and she continued to spray out large amounts of vaginal fluid. I said, "Feels good, doesn't it? You're squirting! I'll lick it clean and drink it all." The goddess replied, "No, that's embarrassing... Waaah... Mmm... So... So... So good... Comfortable... Oh... Mmm."

I said, "Weren't you resisting me? What did you just say? You said it felt good and comfortable? Did I hear you right?" I

pressed my face and mouth, smeared with her juices, against his cheek, forcefully kissing his lips, sucking on his tongue, our tongues locked in a French kiss, exchanging fluids. With one hand, I grabbed my penis and thrust it into his vagina. The goddess's vagina was already incredibly wet, filled with her juices and my saliva. We were completely intertwined. My large penis thrust in and out of his vagina, my mouth sucking on the goddess's tongue. I licked his entire face, his cheeks, nose, eyes, ears, and neck, my tongue constantly tracing patterns on his face until it was covered in my saliva. I held his head tightly in my arms and thrust into the deepest part of his cunt in a missionary position, my elbows hooked around his knees. Then I said, "I'm coming, I'm going to ejaculate inside you. Do you want my semen? I'll give it to you!" "

The goddess was already so ecstatic she was saying anything, so I sped up my thrusts and poured all my hot semen into her cunt in one go. I continued thrusting, trying to mix her vaginal fluids with my semen. Then, with a forceful pull, I pressed my mouth to her cunt and sucked out the mingled fluids, holding them in my mouth and letting them slowly drip down her face. This way of ejaculating on her face was just too..." I was so happy! With some of our love juices still on my lips, I forcefully kissed my goddess, and we both drank our fluids. I frantically licked her face and sucked her breasts. My goddess was moaning with pleasure, saying, "So...good...mmm...oh~mmm...I've never...never...never done lovemaking like this before, it's so perverted...but it feels so good...I want more...give me more...I want...again...mmm..."

We then went to the bathroom to wash ourselves. The goddess was squatting down, giving my penis a vibrating blowjob. I was still reeling from the shock, my penis was still sore, but it got hard again in no time. I never knew a beautiful woman could make me hard again so quickly by giving me a blowjob. The goddess helped me apply shower gel, and then we hugged each other and rubbed against each other. She grabbed my penis and shoved it into her vagina. A warm, wet sensation made us do it again. This time, the goddess couldn't hold back anymore and let out a loud, lewd moan: "Mmm...yes." "That's it, push in a little more, yes... right here... that's right... you're so good... faster... I'm about to climax again, hold me tight... thrust harder... oh oh oh... umm ah ah~ so good... so good... you're hitting my cervix... so thick and long... cum inside me..."

Hearing such lewd words, I was about to cum again within minutes. This time, I cummed directly on his face, on his long hair, his whole body covered in my semen. After showering, lying in bed, we unknowingly started to feel good together. It seems that as long as I make him feel good, the rape accident has also turned us into sex partners. He would message me every now and then, saying that if he wanted tonight, he could just knock on my door.

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