Parachute accident

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I leaped forward, and soon a thrilling adventure unfolded before me. Mo Yuting, who had been engrossed in my playful antics, was suddenly thrown backward, her face paling with fright; her limbs instinctively clung to me, like a giant octopus biting its prey.

The wind howled deafeningly, like a thousand alpacas stampeding through our ears. "Feng Ting, I'm scared, boohoo, I'm scared!" Women's mental fortitude is indeed a little weaker, but I can't blame her; after all, the jump was so sudden, and we were now lying flat, in a position similar to a man on top of a woman; I was face down, able to see the white ground approaching, while Mo Yuting was face up, unable to see anything, so her fear was understandable.

"Don't say anything, hold me tight!" Damn it, facing the fierce wind, my face was contorted with muscle pain from the pressure. A few more jumps and I'd probably have to go to South Korea for a full-blown ordeal. The power of nature is truly terrifying; even speaking is a struggle now, it's so painful. "No," the parachute opened successfully, but there was no sign of slowing down. I thought, "We're doomed. This parachute clearly can't support two people's weight. If this continues, we'll be smashed into a pulp." "Ting, what should we do? It's all my fault!" "Silly girl, it was my own choice. Don't be afraid, I'm here."

As we approached the ground, the air pressure disappeared, but the descent speed didn't decrease. I thought, "I'm going to die anyway, might as well take a gamble and see if fate is kind or if I'm just tough." Then I grabbed the parachute's directional control with one hand—yes, only one direction. This way, the parachute would rotate in that direction, which I thought would slow it down considerably. It did help, but not significantly. Aside from the initial violent shaking which slightly lessened the fall, it immediately returned to normal and continued its descent. I was baffled. Was I really going to die today? No, don't panic. Observe the ground first. If it's ocean, we might have a chance to survive, but if it's land, without a doubt, we're going to be meatballs.

As the tension escalated, my breathing became frequent and heavy. Mo Yuting and I were pressed chest to chest, making me feel extremely pressured; but thankfully, Mo Yuting's huge breasts, rising and falling like cushions, immediately made me feel much better, and the tension gradually lessened with their gentle softness.

Damn it, ocean it is, but to make it even ice-covered? Do you think it's a hymen? Damn, what bad luck! "Ting, are we doomed? It's all my fault, otherwise you wouldn't be dead." "Don't be silly, we can both survive, believe me." I could only offer Mo Yuting some comfort, but I had to think of a way out. At this speed and distance, there was no time; we were about to hit the ground.

I had to stay calm, stay calm; I was frantic, and we were about to crash.

Damn, I've got it! Go, Pikachu! With a "bong," came the sound of the two of us falling into the water; it was so close, we almost drowned. Luckily, it looks like we're saved. Just now, in that split second, I suddenly remembered the self-defense weapon in my pocket, and hurriedly pulled it out and threw it onto the ice; the weapon was indeed powerful, and a large hole was immediately thrown into the thick ice, just enough for us to hide in. Now, the treasure had taken on a bead-like shape, and it felt quite nice to throw. But wouldn't this invite divine retribution? Everyone else cherished these treasures, while I treated them like dirt; I almost lost my life, why think

so much? The bubbling sound was incessant. Having just fallen into the water, I was like a fish, quickly and nimbly untying the ropes binding me. But the water was fucking cold, bone-chillingly cold. Looking at Mo Yuting, she had already fainted, which terrified me. I quickly pulled her to the surface; it seemed she had been knocked unconscious by the water pressure, but her breathing was normal.

I put Mo Yuting aside and jumped back into the water to search for the life-saving treasure. I searched underwater for a while and finally dug it out from a block of deep-sea ice. I knew this artifact had a restorative effect; otherwise, the snake woman's skin would have been beaten beyond recognition by me, and she wouldn't have died so gracefully. Without further ado, I had to dress her immediately because it was too cold here, and Mo Yuting's body wouldn't be able to withstand it if she stayed like this.

However, wouldn't it be better if she was naked? Definitely better. Uh, let's do that. Mo Yuting's clothes were very thin. She wasn't wearing a bra or even underwear, just a vest and the shorts I had given her. I quickly stripped them off, but I had already stretched out the artifact and placed it on the ground to cushion her back and keep her warm.

Although I had touched her before and seen her from a distance, seeing Mo Yuting's snow-white naked body up close for the first time truly captivated me. Two tiny, pink nipples stood erect atop her firm breasts; I wasn't mistaken, her nipples were indeed smaller than those of a normal woman, and quite adorable. My gaze traveled westward, landing on Mo Yuting's flat stomach, then her dense pubic area, and finally her long, smooth, white legs; every part seemed tailor-made for her unique charm.

If my desires had caused Mo Yuting's death, I would feel terribly guilty. But good triumphs over evil, and I finally suppressed my desires, quickly beginning to perform CPR on Mo Yuting. "Huff...hah...huff...hah," I first took a deep breath through my mouth, then gently pinched Mo Yuting's high, straight nose with one hand, and gently pressed her delicate chin with the other, then mouth to mouth, slowly blowing air into her. Now, I needed to do the first aid to wake Mo Yuting.

After a while, Mo Yuting still showed no signs of waking up. I thought to myself, "Is it really true that beautiful women are destined for tragedy?" But I immediately dismissed that ridiculous notion. How could my woman die like this? I couldn't worry about that now. She was my woman, and I'd already given her some "training"—how could I be embarrassed now? Without another word, I immediately covered my left hand with my right and placed it on Mo Yuting's chest, rhythmically pressing down on her. Every 30 presses, I gave her mouth-to-mouth resuscitation, blowing air into her, and then repeated the same thing.

"Cough...cough cough cough," Mo Yuting finally woke up thanks to my timely first aid. She coughed up a little water, probably from choking on it in the water. When she saw me, a hint of joy flashed across her face; she must have known we were safely on the ground. "We're okay! We didn't die!" Mo Yuting said, then rushed over and hugged me tightly, holding me for a long time.

Our bodies felt even hotter on the cool sea, and burning desire surged again. Soon, our bodies were agitated, radiating a restless energy. My hand reached for Mo Yuting's fair, rosy skin once more. "Feng Ting, love me properly this once more. I want you; but... Feng Ting, I'm not that kind of woman, but I can't resist your masculine charm, I... uh..."

Before she could finish, my fierce offensive was already underway. I swiftly pressed my lips to Mo Yuting's sexy, soft lips, using the extraordinary dexterity of my tongue to slide up and down, teasing her moist, fragrant lips. As expected, Mo Yuting's mouth was gradually breached, and a tiny gap appeared between her lips. With this gap, my nimble tongue had the upper hand, conquering her with speed and passionate attacks, allowing me to go straight for the kill.

In an instant, a pudding-like softness spread across my tongue, and saliva flowed, enhancing the sensuality of our tongues swirling together. Our tongues and lips intertwined, creating a scene of almost unbearable longing.

"Uh...uh...uh...uh...oh," moans escaped Mo Yuting's sweet voice, broken and unrestrained. The French romance continued intensely, slowly drawing me into this naked intimacy with Mo Yuting; touch, sight, taste, and above all, smell. We were on the eve of our union, and I could smell a faint, fresh, and delicate fragrance from Mo Yuting's body.

Her fragrant scent wafted over, stimulating my brain and making me somewhat unable to resist. Instantly, I quickened the pace of my mouth and tongue, my tongue gradually transforming from teasing to "coercion," not only circling Mo Yuting's pink tongue but also vigorously sucking on her testosterone-fueled lips, almost like a violent assault. To be honest, it wasn't that I lacked tenderness, but everything was just too intense. I thought Mo Yuting wouldn't be able to accept this wild and rough sexual allure, but seeing her clearly enjoying herself, her soft breaths filling the air, extremely seductive, I felt reassured. After completing this series of actions, Mo Yuting, unsurprisingly, had fallen into my hands, her body obediently at my mercy, ecstatic.

Enough talk; speed and precision are key, and this was precisely the moment. I quickly stripped off my clothes, but this didn't mean the exciting kissing scene was over; on the contrary, it only intensified. Then again, how could such a passionate kiss be complete without physical contact like lovers? Mo Yuting and I caressed each other to varying degrees, not resisting, but rather amplifying the stimulation, undoubtedly adding a new dimension to my exceptionally thick, veiny penis; subsequently, it directly formed a hard and domineering "primordial iron weapon," quite astonishing in size.

Ultimately, I need to explain. It's like this: I've always been quite confident in my penis; but because I was abroad, starting in middle school, I gradually discovered that my genitals were smaller than those of foreigners my age. Before, being younger, I didn't know about racial differences, nor did I know that foreigners' penises were so much larger than mine due to their genetic inheritance. However, from then on, I gradually felt inferior, sometimes even sneaking to the toilet to avoid others knowing the size I possessed; although I was only 12 years old then, my sense of self-esteem had already taken hold.

Afterwards, I consulted many websites and researched a lot of information, and the results all pointed to nutrition and exercise. Having no other choice, I made up my mind for the sake of happiness and embarked on the path of a martial arts fanatic. For the next few years, I was completely obsessed with physical fitness, spending every day from morning till night like a fighting maniac, hoping to one day become a great figure and a force to be reckoned with. (This isn't about the martial arts world, but about the bedroom.) Time flies, and after four long years of arduous training, at the age of 16, my penis grew to 15cm, finally bringing me some satisfaction. In the same year, I successfully overcame 16 years of virginity and entered the world of pleasure.

I reached out and placed my hand on Mo Yuting's breasts, my movements simple and brutal, kneading her beautiful breasts a hundred times, making her moan incessantly, exuding a seductive aura. In my opinion, if these breasts were artificial, they would probably be leaking protein capsules by now, and they wouldn't be able to withstand my kneading and squeezing. Moreover, how much latex would it take to withstand this level of caressing? So, without a doubt, these are the real deal, natural human weapons. At this moment, I felt incredibly satisfied. Mo Yuting's breasts are truly natural; I'm going to hit the jackpot! I thought to myself, this top-quality sex partner is definitely a long-term commitment; this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Actually, I had already guessed something earlier, because only natural breasts could be so soft and comfortable, but I hadn't been entirely sure. Now that I know the truth, I didn't shed a tear; instead, I felt a surge of joy.

Her pink lips, easy to defend but difficult to attack, are now surrendering to my skillful tongue; her proud breasts, soft and smooth, are now being played with in my hands. This was indeed quite pleasurable for Mo Yuting, especially in such a harsh environment and for the first time, naked in front of strangers. Although Mo Yuting seemed provocative, she had never done anything so astonishing before. Now, she was fully enjoying the male hormones emitted by the young man, giving her body repeated pleasures in a short period of time. Mo Yuting had tasted the sweetness of the forbidden fruit, which would become the source of her downfall. During the play, although Mo Yuting would occasionally cry out in pain, she no longer had any intention of resisting.

Then, to my surprise, Mo Yuting gradually took the initiative in the following techniques, which I understood implicitly. Because from then on, whether it was kissing or physical touching, Mo Yuting was like a commander on high. From being passive at the beginning to being passive at the present, it could be seen that Mo Yuting was very thirsty and had not received the warmth of a man for a long time. It was like a person who had been dehydrated in the desert for a long time, but now that there was a water supply, that person would definitely drink it eagerly, and even desperately. This was the first time a woman had taken the initiative like this, and it left me with mixed feelings, though I couldn't quite call

it being wronged. Without further ado, let me be a quiet, handsome man again. She slowly crouched down, and while I wasn't looking, she grasped my erect penis with one hand, gently easing my tense body with her delicate white fingertips. "So...so big," was Mo Yuting's subconscious assessment of my penis after holding it. After a moment of stunned silence, she gently stroked it with her jade-like hand, her movements so light and tender, so tender and loving, that I gradually forgot the importance of escaping.

Soon, I was lost in Mo Yuting's caresses. This exquisite feeling quickly spread throughout my body in the next few seconds, bringing a tingling pleasure.

The scene was incredibly lewd; the two of us continued our intimate foreplay on the cold, icy surface. It seemed like dry wood meeting a raging fire, and it was truly unbearable.

Then, Mo Yuting gradually revealed her wild side, evident in her lustful face. Her monotonous techniques had also changed; her slender hands gently touched my egg-sized testicles, her fingertips rubbing the edges in a pacing motion. Next, Mo Yuting withdrew one hand, scooped up a liquid from her secret pool between her legs, and quickly returned it to my penis, lightly smearing the glans with the clear white fluid. Then, gripping my penis tightly, she pressed her thumb against the glans and began to rotate it rapidly, the movements fluid and practiced.

Mo Yuting's immediate counterattack made my bulging penis even more aroused, clearly not relieved of any pressure. Mo Yuting was focused on me, and I was focused on enjoying the pleasure she gave me, so there was little verbal communication, only physical interaction.

I wasn't sure what was happening inside me. Suddenly, I felt a surge of affection for Mo Yuting's devotion. I gently placed my right hand on her cheek, stroking it with my palm to express my gratitude for everything she had done for me. My intervention completely disrupted Mo Yuting's rhythm. She slowly raised her head, looking at me. Although tears welled in her eyes, she broke into a wide smile. This feeling was like the mutual appreciation and emotion between a man and a woman—beautiful and blissful.

Our gaze didn't linger long before Mo Yuting resumed her exquisitely beautiful blowjob. Suddenly, I felt something envelop my penis, something comfortable and warm. When I looked down again, I realized what it was. That warm, spring-like place was Mo Yuting's narrow mouth; she was giving me oral sex. Don't think I'm making a fuss or acting like a virgin. Of course I've had sex before, but it's a completely different concept. Don't overthink it. I'm not gay, and I'm not a man-to-man. Actually, it's a matter of technique. I've slept with more than 10 girls, but they were just girls. We'd take off our clothes, get in bed, have sex a few times, and then everyone would go their separate ways. It's nothing compared to this still charming mature woman in front of me. They're two completely different concepts.

"Uh...uh...pop...uh...pop...so big...oh..." At this moment, Mo Yuting was sucking my huge penis with relish, her nasal cavity occasionally emitting alluring panting sounds, almost making me lose control of my trembling body and mind. To increase efficiency, Mo Yuting did her best, her two jade hands on her body working intermittently and non-stop: one tightly gripped the base of my penis, driving her mouth to penetrate deeper; while the other hand supported my testicles, gently playing with the two ball-shaped objects on both sides, stimulating my sensitive organs. Then, Mo Yuting probably felt that this was not enough, and her pink little mouth used all her skills; oral sex, that is, the interaction between the mouth and sexual organs, how could it be without Mo Yuting's fragrant and soft tongue; at the same time, her nimble tongue tip was the source of pleasure, moving with ease in her mouth full of my penis, using the tip of her tongue to selectively flick up and down, directly attacking my sensitive glans.

Mo Yuting's affection was genuine, emanating from the depths of her heart, as if she were treating the thick, large penis before her as a precious treasure: "Uh...uh...delicious...oh...big cock is delicious..." Indeed, women under the influence of aphrodisiacs are the most wanton. From the moment she took my penis in her mouth, she didn't let go for even a quarter of an hour, as if afraid that if she did, I would escape. Before she finished speaking, Mo Yuting was kneeling on the ice, diligently working on me, her proud breasts tightly clamping my penis, then lowering her head to tightly envelop the head of my penis with her mouth, using a push-and-suck technique for oral sex; the rhythm was also very good, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, quite interesting.

I thought to myself, this Mo Yuting is really something else. If I hadn't had two years of experience in the sex industry, after Mo Yuting's performance, I probably would have already ejaculated repeatedly. But then I thought, Mo Yuting's skills are almost better than professional actresses. Her service intensity and oral sex proficiency are beyond anything I've ever experienced. This is my first time having sex with a mature woman, and even before it officially started, it's already something I'll remember for life. Impressive! Anyway, I still have a lingering doubt. In my opinion, Mo Yuting is more than just alluring on the surface. Her skillful technique must have affected countless men. Could she be a perpetual slut?

The battle has been going on for a while, and I don't want to waste anyone's time

. Although Mo Yuting's oral skills are quite good, always making me want to ejaculate, the mouth isn't the vagina. While both have their merits, the vagina is definitely more comfortable. Putting everything else aside, just look at Mo Yuting's performance today. She even rubbed her lips raw for you. If you don't reward her, that's not fair, right? It's time to act. Being passive for so long is really frustrating. I gently stroked Mo Yuting's fair cheeks and told her it was ready: "Yuting, turn around and stick your butt out."

Hearing my command, Mo Yuting immediately responded with a sweet voice, turning around and preparing herself; her buttocks raised, legs spread, she was already ready to reciprocate. For her, the brief 10-odd minutes of oral sex felt incredibly long; coupled with her persistent itching, it was pure torture.

"Hurry...hurry up and come in, I want a big cock...I want a big cock to fuck me, uh...come in quickly." The prospect of experiencing the intense lubrication of a penis was driving Mo Yuting crazy; if it weren't for the comfort of adult toys she had used over the years, she might have completely forgotten how to be fucked; having to hold that cold dildo and thrust it in and out whenever she needed it was undoubtedly a tragic thing in her life.

I slowly slipped my hand into the crevice between Mo Yuting's buttocks, sliding my long middle finger up and down along the sides of her labia, but never inserting it. This caused Mo Yuting to moan incessantly, pleading with me to stop torturing her, saying that all she wanted now was a real penis to thrust hard into her wet, horny hole.

"So horny, you're so wet. I never thought the beautiful flight attendant I met on the giant ship would be so lewd." Seeing the flood of fluids inside Mo Yuting's vagina, I couldn't help but slap her hard, the sound of which echoed as I slapped her delicate, sculpted buttocks. Perhaps because of my excitement, I wasn't sure of my strength, and Mo Yuting screamed immediately, her smooth, delicate buttocks turning bright red with the slap. "Feng Ting... Feng Ting, I beg you... It hurts so much, hurry... hurry and fuck me hard with your cock." Actually, I would have done it immediately even if she hadn't said anything. Do you think only her slutty pussy was uncomfortable? My brother's been standing tall and erect for a while now, the head is even a little engorged. Holding back like this could really cause problems.

However, I placed one hand on Mo Yuting's slender waist and the other gripped my penis, guiding my magnificent, massive rod straight into Mo Yuting's wet pussy. "Oh...so...so big, slower...oh...slower," Mo Yuting seemed unaccustomed to this size of penis, and began to scream in agony as soon as it entered. Damn it, I was burning with lust, and I didn't care about being gentle with her. When my penis successfully entered Mo Yuting's vagina, I immediately thrust my hips forward, burying my entire 18-centimeter-long penis inside her. The scene was incredibly arousing. At this moment, I could only feel that her vagina was still very tight, quite different from the loose vagina I had imagined. But this so-called random thrusting was like a violent conflict, and her vagina was forcibly

stretched open. This was something Mo Yuting never expected, and the pain made her tears flow freely. "Ah...it hurts...it hurts so much...be gentle...wait...be gentle..." Hearing Mo Yuting's series of heart-wrenching screams, I had no choice but to slowly stop, but my penis remained inserted in Mo Yuting's cunt, occasionally applying gentle pressure. Then, we remained frozen on the exposed ice for over five minutes. As Mo Yuting gradually caught her breath, and the intense pain in her vagina subsided, I resumed my powerful thrusts, embarking on another round of penetration.

With each firm thrust, Mo Yuting's screams gradually faded, replaced by soft, mellow moans. The sounds of our bodies colliding also played a crucial role, like a beautiful melody, lingering on the snow-white ice—so beautiful.

Neither of us felt the chill despite being naked; it seemed the barrier formed by our bodies was quite effective, allowing us to enjoy our time together on such harsh ice. Mo Yuting was like a slutty bitch, kneeling on the ground, her plump, wanton cunt welcoming my fierce attack. I, on the other hand, was like a thug on horseback, tightly gripping her small hands from behind, and brutally fucking her from behind. Each thrust not only precisely touched Mo Yuting's delicate G-spot, but also allowed my penis to directly reach her cervix. My method of fucking her was perfectly suited to her. "Oh...oh...your penis is so big...faster...faster, fuck me hard with your big penis...uh...so good...uh...faster...faster...I'm about to fly..."

When it comes to conquering women, I'm quite confident in myself, and I know a little about sex techniques. What I was using now was precisely the "three shallow, one deep" technique, combined with my amazing speed and stamina. It would be strange if Mo Yuting didn't scream.

The battle was quite intense. Under my fierce onslaught, Mo Yuting climaxed three times, and she was undoubtedly completely subdued. Only after her pleading did I release my white, milky fluid; one can imagine how milky her uterus was at that moment.

After several hours of unrestrained indulgence, Mo Yuting was clearly exhausted, lying motionless on the ice, panting heavily. Frankly, the successive orgasms had left her physically drained, and her disheveled hair made her look particularly poignant. I, on the other hand, was completely different. My penis showed no signs of fatigue; in fact, it grew stronger with each thrust, still throbbing inside Mo Yuting's vagina. To be honest, I had wanted to indulge with her again, but the poignant beauty before me instantly extinguished my desire, and I abandoned the idea of another round.

I stepped back, withdrawing my penis from Mo Yuting's wet vagina. My taut body seemed somewhat dissatisfied in the cold air, but I ultimately restrained myself with my willpower. At this moment, Mo Yuting's vagina was like a pool with the plug pulled; the semen I had ejaculated into her body was rapidly seeping out, flowing uncontrollably.

Then, I picked up the clothes I had taken off and gently cleaned the white semen from Mo Yuting's genitals. I then gently picked her up and tenderly kissed her pale lips. I knew clearly that this time I would not be as rough as before. Mo Yuting looked at me with affectionate eyes, then smiled slightly at me, before nestling against my chest and falling asleep like a little bird, a happy curve appearing at the corners of her mouth.

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