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A wonderful summer night sketch 

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The night was beautiful, with a gentle breeze and a bright moon—perfect for a heart-to-heart talk. I held your hand as we walked along the dimly lit shore of Chenggong Lake. In the distance, the faint yellow lights of Guangming New Village shone, and the lake reflected the lights of Fengyun Tower. We found a bench and sat down. You leaned close, seeking the comfort of my chest. The delicate scent of your hair wafted closer as you pressed against me. Tonight, you wore a breathtaking outfit. To protest the scorching summer heat, you wore your coolest clothes, revealing your smooth, pink back. A thin strap at the back of your neck provided minimal coverage of your chest. I gently placed my hand on your shoulder, my head lightly touching your hair as I looked down. Within your Triumph size C bra, I saw a breathtaking mound and a vibrant red cherry. My gaze moved further down; your 27-inch waist was accentuated by the belt of your floral backless dress. A skirt 15 centimeters above the knee, plus 50 centimeters of shapely calves encased in sheer, pale white stockings. At the end of my gaze, your dainty feet finally settle into the trendy beige high-heeled sandals of this summer. Tonight, you are so incredibly alluring, and I can't help but have a blushing, whimsical thought!
My restless hand slides from your shoulder to your armpit, my right palm pressing against your well-developed mound. My thumb gently kneads the base of your mound. You don't protest, only breathing softly in my arms. This gentle movement stimulates you; my index finger feels your nipple harden, even through your bra, I can clearly feel it. My palm is now completely covering your breast, gently kneading your hardened nipple. Your head no longer rests against my chest. You lift your head, kissing your way from behind my ear, your lips seeking mine. I reciprocate, turning my head. Our four lips are now tightly joined together. My hands stopped moving, focusing solely on kissing you. Your tongue lightly tapped against my front teeth. Was she trying to enter? My tongue reached out to welcome her, swallowing our saliva, and you made soft "mmm" sounds, as if trying to reclaim what you'd swallowed. We kissed passionately and deeply like that.
It was time to take it a step further. I stopped our kiss, and you reluctantly withdrew your tongue, which was still mingling with our saliva. I placed your legs on my thighs, and you were now at a 45-degree angle to me. Your hands encircled the back of my neck, and you pressed your lips closer, wanting one more moment of tenderness from me. Without hesitation, I moved my lips closer, and we kissed passionately again. I also reached my hands behind your neck, searching for the ties at the back of your backless dress. This time, you swallowed my saliva as if thirsty. I untied the ties at the back of your neck and then pulled down the front of your backless dress. My hands reached back to search for the straps of your bra, intending to free your breasts and reveal their naturally alluring curves. Gently, I untied your bra, and your breasts sprang out, their pinkish-white color and rounded shape standing proudly before me. I kissed your neck lightly, leading down to your cleavage, and you let out a soft moan, encouraging me to invade your nipples. My hands held your waist, while my mouth played with your dark pink nipples, gently biting and circling the tips with my tongue. You rested your head weakly on my left shoulder, humming softly in my ear, your breath coming in short gasps; as if approving of everything I was doing.
I played with the nipples with my mouth, while my hands restlessly explored your honey pot. I used my left hand to explore the mysterious triangle between your legs, slipping under your skirt and tracing up your thighs. Beyond the top of your stockings, I was shocked to discover that you weren't wearing any underwear. Hmm... This is truly a refreshing way to cool off. I can feel a small patch of moisture on the inner edge of your thighs, and the pubic hair is covered in dew. I need to distract myself from exploring your honey pot; so I tilt my face upwards, again tracing the curves of your pale neck with gentle kisses, yearning for your mouth, my tongue wanting to wreak havoc inside you once more. You gently accept me, and we unite again. My left hand is ready, ravaging the outside of your honey pot. I gently rub your clitoris, and you let out a soft moan, my middle and index fingers slowly penetrating deep inside. After much exploration, I know where your G-spot is. My fingers trace that spot, and our tongues are locked in a fiery battle in your mouth, back and forth, our tongues nodding to each other in greeting.
I feel your reaction; your hands trace down my spine, searching for the waistband, then moving forward towards my lower abdomen, both hands gently grasping my penis, trying to pull it larger through my pants. I could tell you were trembling through your mouth, a tremor that arose with my caresses of your G-spot, and you were moaning softly, "Mmm... Ah..." Your caresses were making my penis unbearably swollen; my pants were no longer enough. I pulled my hand off your skirt and moved your legs off my thighs. You got up, pulled up your shirt, knelt in front of me, and unzipped my pants, trying to pull my penis out.
As soon as the zipper came down, my penis eagerly emerged. Your hands embraced this greedy body, your head lowered, and you extended your tongue to lightly lick the tip of my penis, one of the most sensitive parts of a man. Soon your mouth was accommodating this long monster. Your technique was incredibly provocative. Your teeth gently bit the outside of my penis, your head moved up and down, sometimes pulling it left and right, and the tip of my penis occasionally touched the depths of your throat. My reaction grew more and more intense, and my penis grew longer and longer. My hand reached for your chest, wanting to caress your mound. At that moment, I felt my lower abdomen throb, and I quickly stopped. You looked up at me. I saw displeasure in your eyes. I helped you up with both hands, and your hands gripped my penis tightly. I whispered anxiously in your ear, "Honey, if you keep playing like this, I'm going to come." You chuckled sweetly and kissed my cheek. You knelt back down in front of me, loosened your grip slightly, and began to play with my penis again with your tongue. This time, you weren't in such a hurry. You first licked along the edge of my glans, gradually moving down until you took my entire penis into your mouth. One hand moved up and down, sometimes even taking my testicles into your mouth. I was deeply moved and wanted to bring you to a climax too. I reached under your arms to lift you up. You stopped what you were doing in your mouth, straightened your body, and stood up. My hand lifted your skirt along your thigh, and you straddled my lap, spreading your legs wide. You wrapped your arms around my neck, leaning forward, your mouth searching for mine. Soon, our tongues were intertwined again. My hand tried to guide my penis into your vagina. I lifted your body slightly, and while it was still erect, I slowly inserted it. The position wasn't quite right; only about half of it went in. I shifted from side to side, but still couldn't go any deeper.
You were now sitting entirely on my lap. I decided to stand up, and you wrapped your legs around me, clinging to me like a koala. I moved and vibrated, your breath on my cheek, and you murmured "Ooh... Oh..." in your throat. I leaned your back against the tree trunk behind the chair. You relaxed against the tree. "Ah!" I realized I had inserted my entire penis into your vagina. In the hazy night, a faint expression of pain appeared on your face. I slowly began my piston-like movements, your hands gripping my shoulders tightly. At first, your passage wasn't very lubricated, but the resistance lessened with my movements. I could feel a little nectar dripping onto my calves. I gradually increased my pace, and you uttered broken words, "Darling, don't stop... Yes... Deeper... Ooh... Oh..." Your fingernails dug into the flesh of my arm through my clothes. Instantly, I stopped all my movements, and then you anxiously began to move on your own, shaking your hips and greedily devouring my penis. My penis was being pulled back and forth, left and right, but after a while, it developed a rhythm; it seemed as if my penis was constantly rubbing against one spot. Your grip tightened, and then you cried out, "Oh...! I can't take it anymore... I'm going to cum... Hmm... Hmm..." I suddenly felt your passage tighten, clamping down on my penis. I bent down and kissed your earlobe; you were still breathing softly. My little brother was still full and erect inside your honeyed passage.
You gestured for me to pull my penis out. My penis, glistening with nectar, stood erect on my lower abdomen, freed from the embrace of your honeyed passage. You knelt down, opened your mouth, and swallowed my entire penis. My penis was at its largest size, and this envelopment made me tremble, letting out a sigh of pleasure. Your mouth moved back and forth along my penis, your tongue constantly stimulating the sensitive glans, waves of pleasure rising from my lower body. I knew I was about to reach the peak of ecstasy, and in an instant, my penis released its life-giving fluid. You swallowed it without hesitation, sucking hard. I thought to myself, "Ah! Tonight is truly wonderful."
You took out a tissue and gestured for me to clean the outside of your honeyed passage. I buried my head between your legs, licking and wiping away the nectar that had flowed out, while you simultaneously put on your backless dress. We lingered for a while longer before leaving this enchanting lakeside.

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