[A young woman's passionate love and sex with him] (Tonight I finally made love with him)

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A Young Woman's Crazy Love and Sex with Him

My acquaintance with him was purely accidental.

His patience, wisdom, and sincerity left a good impression on me. We were both people who loved words. Several months of

communication brought joy to each other's lives. Just as he said, I was his sunshine!

We met. It was a winter evening. It felt like we had known each other for a long time. He led me to his

apartment. It was a one-bedroom unit. The apartment was quite messy. He had me sit on the edge of the bed and put my luggage away. I

looked around the room. There was only one bed. The outer room was the living room, with a worn-out sofa. He had mentioned on the phone that the sofa

could sleep one person. I felt a little relieved.

We went out for dinner. He took me for a walk around the neighborhood, bought some things he thought I would like to eat, and then

came back I was going out to call home. He nodded and waited for me at home. I made several phone calls from the street

to let him know I was safe .

The winter nights here are cold. I breathe

in the crisp air, my heart pounding. What kind of night will this be? Countless times, we've kissed on the phone.

When I'm sad, he always cares for me with unwavering tenderness, telling me that he's still there for me, that he loves me. He

often pretends to be silly and lets me tease him, then angrily says that if he sees me, he'll hold me tight and kiss me

to death !

He just finished a call from home when I got back. I looked at the bed and awkwardly said I'd stay in the living room tonight.

He paused, then said, "It's okay, I'll stay in this bed. I just washed your blanket. It's clean."

I blushed and said, "Didn't we agree to sleep in the living room?" He smiled, patted my head, and said, "It's

cold here in winter. There's only one heater, I'm worried you'll get cold!"

"Then, then you can't tease me..." I felt my face turn even redder.

"Don't worry, I won't. We'll each have our own blanket, okay?" He smiled at me. His

eyes held a familiar, deep affection.

After washing up, I immediately crawled into the inner bed. He finished using the bathroom, took off his coat, and got into bed too. He

sat in his own bed, intently examining me. Seeing me huddled under the covers, he chuckled softly,

ran his hand across my forehead, and said, "Why are you sleeping with your hair in a braid?" He gently untied the hair tie.

He looked at me even more intently, my hair loose. I felt embarrassed by his gaze and buried my head under the covers. He said, "

What's wrong? You can't sleep like that. Show your face!" He pulled the covers down, forcefully making me expose my

features. I mischievously tried to hide under the covers again, but he stopped me once more. And so, he gazed deeply at me.

We each had our own blanket. He sat. I lay there, my eyes darting around, watching him intently, and we both tried to understand each other.

Later, he told many jokes to amuse me. We were back to our online selves.

Later, he lay down too. We lay side by side, each covered by our own blankets. He was still looking at me.

I could hear each other's breathing and heartbeats. Finally, he threw off his blanket, slipped into mine, and

said calmly and firmly, "Let's sleep cuddling!" Before I could say anything, he pressed himself against me, his arms wrapped around me, his body pressed

tightly against mine. I exclaimed in panic, "How can this be? Didn't we agree?" He said seriously, "

Didn't you say you'd let me hold you?" I tried desperately to break free, "I was just joking with you before!" "Who was

joking? I said I'd sleep cuddling with you!" My mind went completely blank. I didn't know what to do.

Although I trusted and liked him completely, there were countless examples of things dying in real life online. Who could guarantee I wouldn't encounter

a bad guy ? Besides, my period hadn't completely stopped today!

He held me tightly, letting me feel his warmth, his strength. Just like we

'd described countless times in our virtual world, he wanted to hold me forever, to smell my scent. Slowly, one of his hands went around my waist, while the other

freed itself to stroke my shoulder and arm. He whispered, "Nice arms!" I knew. He had longed for

my body for so long. He once asked, "Are your breasts big?" I shyly told him they were quite full. His hand

gradually moved down, caressing my most sensitive breasts. I felt his breathing quicken. He gently

stroked them in circles, even through my underwear and thermal undershirt. My bra was made of thin cotton, and I felt a tingling

sensation, involuntarily letting out a soft moan! He gently kneaded and rubbed them. My body began

to heat up , and before I knew it, the bra clasp had loosened from our friction.

As if summoned, he slipped his hand inside my clothes. His large hand gently covered my breasts.

My breasts were beautifully rounded and full, with slightly upturned pink nipples. His hand continued to caress

my white breasts, gently pushing them upwards, like creating an alluring wave. I blushed,

watching my breasts rise and fall under his caresses. I began to desire him! He placed his fingers on my tender, blushing

nipples, gently teasing them. I moaned in pleasure. Like a mischievous child, he teased her,

sometimes gently pressing and releasing, pressing and releasing... My whole body felt weak and limp. Finally, he buried his head deeply into

my body, and I felt an unusual comfort. He cupped my full breasts, gently kissing and inhaling them...

Watching him passionately and attentively kiss my snow-white, full breasts, I began to feel moved by the primal

worship a man has for a woman. He kissed gently from the outside, his lips and tongue as light and moist as a

kitten

's steps, making me feel the boundless desire hidden within my full breasts. Gradually, his kisses enveloped the center, and suddenly, he kissed my long-awaited nipple, gently licking it with his tongue, teasing and licking it. My body

began to heat up! His tongue circled my nipple, then sucked on it tightly. My slightly upturned nipple was greedily

held and sucked by him. My body trembled slightly, trembled. I couldn't help but moan softly. He continued

to suck greedily, as if trying to suck away all my love and longing. He cupped my breasts and kissed them passionately, from

left to right, then back again. It was as if there were inexhaustible treasures to be found!

My body began to no longer resist his caresses. After kissing my breasts, he wrapped his arms tightly around my waist, pressing

his body against mine, as if trying to pull me into his embrace. Having known each other for over a year, he was finally able to hold me in his arms today,

and he was very excited. He gently rubbed his face against mine, kissing my neck. His face was hot, and mine

was burning hot . He became even more excited, rubbing his burning cheeks against mine playfully, saying, "What's wrong? Why are you blushing?"

"What? Why is your face red?" Then, smiling, he held my face and looked deeply into my eyes, leaning down to kiss my lips.

Like sucking on a breast, he kissed me forcefully, constantly thrusting his tongue into my mouth. At first, I resisted, but later I

responded gently. He kept kissing me, as if to fulfill his vow and kiss me to death! The kiss

lasted a full 10 minutes, and he still didn't want to let go. Later, I cried out in pain, and only then did he reluctantly release me.

He looked at me excitedly. I knew that his reluctance to lower my defenses was to prove his character.

He meant what he said! He said he wouldn't bully me. Mine. After some loving cultivation, I became even more attached to his

body . I pressed myself against him, and he embraced me with his strong arms. I gently rested my head on his broad chest, hearing his rapid

heartbeat! He looked at me tenderly, his eyes filled with deep longing. I was suddenly moved, and hugged him tightly,

feeling his breath. As if receiving a hint, he gently pulled down my long underwear. I had an alluring, pert bottom, which

he gently caressed, his eyes continuing to entice me. I said hesitantly, "Today, today isn't convenient..."

He paused, then gently probed into my underwear: "Your period has started? What bad timing. It's okay." He immediately concealed

his disappointment, gently patted my back, and kissed me. Then he pulled down his underwear, revealing

his bright red, swollen penis. He had been unable to restrain himself for some time. He smiled at me, gently rubbing his penis against my face,

my mouth, and my breasts. It was hot. I had no technique whatsoever, and looked at him shyly. He laughed, gently

rubbing his penis, experiencing pleasure while gazing at me affectionately. I knew that at that moment, I was

the fulcrum of his imagination. As the frequency increased, he suddenly stood up, holding his penis, and asked me where I wanted to ejaculate. I panicked, and then,

he decisively ejaculated on my beautiful breasts. It was scalding hot, sticky and wet. Afterwards, he quickly wiped my

body clean, taking advantage of the opportunity... He caressed and teased my breasts again. Then he tried to hold me and put me to sleep.

I couldn't fall asleep in his arms. He turned on the light and chatted with me. He asked me tenderly about my life. He touched

my cheek and asked if I liked him. These were the questions he had asked countless times in text messages and online, and he asked them again

carefully . I clung to his body. He held me tightly. He felt the heat in my body.

He kissed my whole body again, comforting me. His most touching quality was that he always knew what I needed.

My feelings intensified under his kisses. I clung to him, wrapped myself around him. He sensed it and hesitated

for a moment . I said, "I want you, I want..." He hesitated for a moment and said, "Then just a gentle push and you're done?"

I nodded.

Since I was already wet, he entered easily. At that moment, he was extremely excited. He rubbed carefully,

looking at me excitedly, and said, "It feels so good, really good!" "Watching him enjoy himself so passionately, I realized how much I

truly loved him. His eyes were so clear and bright. I saw him at the peak of pleasure, wanting

me with abandon, his eyes filled with nothing but me—my shy self, my self-sacrifice for love, my self-loved self,

my overwhelming joy at his love! With each change in the intensity of his movements, he suddenly pulled me close,

his hands gripping my buttocks as he ejaculated. A surge of heat shot into my body. I knew we truly loved each other!

After I finished ejaculating in the bathroom, we were a harmonious couple in bed. He held me close,

breathing easily. The feeling of love invigorated him. He exclaimed with delight, 'It feels so good inside me!' He

looked intently at my genitals, as if discovering a new continent, saying, 'Really, women with perky butts feel so good!'

He kissed me, teasingly saying, 'Now I know why you should look for women with perky butts. It felt so good!'" I glared at him with a smile ,

pretending not to notice. He became even more audacious, diving into the blankets to kiss my buttocks. I

laughed heartily, amused by him, and straddled him. He made me sit properly, and since I was still wearing a sanitary napkin, he had to let

his penis press against my vulva through his pants. He gently removed all my tops, admiring my naked upper body.

I knew I had a pair of enviable breasts and a slender waist, and a pert butt. My friends always

teased me about my figure! I had never really felt that way before, but now, under his gaze, I began to feel a little proud.

He held my waist in his hands, gazing at me like a cherished work of art. I leaned down, wrapped my arms

around his neck, and slowly moved closer to him. He inhaled my fragrant scent, almost intoxicated! His eyes were full of... Longing and deep affection.

Looking at me intently. We kissed, a long, sweet kiss, like honey! I felt dizzy. I felt hot.

From my cheeks to my throbbing breasts, to my lower body… waves of heat washed over me, I felt like I could fly!

Her breasts, like two snow-white doves, were so close to his face. His breath quickened. He began to caress

her full breasts with both hands. Countless times, he had imagined them to be this beautiful! Round, smooth breasts,

adorable pink nipples like tiny, dewy beans. He held them with boundless affection.

Her full breasts seemed to want to escape his grasp. Their elasticity seemed to proclaim their unparalleled fullness. Like ripe pomegranates, they

seemed about to burst open under his caresses.

He excitedly stroked her breasts. And just now… The difference was that now I was leaning over him, so

my entire breasts were bouncing before his eyes. So full, so alluring! His palms conveyed

the warmth , gently caressing these two white, rounded beauties as if sculpting a work of art. He would sometimes pinch lightly, sometimes grip tightly.

He would lightly tap my nipples with his thumbs, then rotate them. I cried out as if he had turned on a switch. I

felt my lower body gushing with love fluid, and my body began to writh. His movements became more intense,

kneading my breasts more forcefully, squeezing my nipples harder. With my moans, his movements became faster and faster. Suddenly, he leaped up and

sucked on my nipple like a powerful suction cup. My breath caught in my throat! His tongue

rubbed my nipple, accompanied by saliva... The wetness was intoxicating; the pleasure was intoxicating.

I finally lost control of my body,

twisting and rubbing my clitoris against his penis. He held my upper body tightly, sucking hard on my nipples. His hands supported

my breasts, keeping them full and round. Sometimes he would bite my nipples hard, sucking fiercely with his lips,

ignoring my cries of pain, as if trying to melt away my desire. Other times he would gently caress my full breasts,

as if intoxicated by this snow-white, smooth, gentle haven. I was going crazy!

I was going crazy, moaning ecstatically, almost crying. I could almost see my two full pomegranates

about to burst open under his licking. My snow-white breasts grew fuller and rounder! My nipples...

My hair stood on end, pink and glistening with moisture.

He kept kissing my breasts. He sucked passionately on my pink nipples, licking

the fountain of happiness that seemed ready to burst forth. My body suddenly spasmed, as if struck by an electric current of happiness. I saw the pomegranate head finally

split open, revealing several glistening seeds that sparkled in the sunlight! I reached my climax. I collapsed weakly

against him, covered in sweat. He held me tightly, breathing heavily with me.

He gently brushed his lips against mine and asked, "Did you like it?" I nodded breathlessly. He held me even tighter and

asked again in my ear, "Was it comfortable?" I buried my face in his chest and murmured a soft "Mmm," not wanting to leave! That night,

we held each other tightly and slept soundly and sweetly!

In the following days, he went to work during the day and came home at night, embracing me tightly and thrusting his lower body

against me repeatedly. Even through my thick winter clothes, I could feel the burning passion within! We were a pair of inseparable

lovers. My period wasn't over yet. For my sake, he refused to penetrate. He only

caressed me again and again. When he couldn't bear it any longer, he would look at me affectionately while relieving himself.

Once, his penis swelled painfully again. Its bright red shaft rubbed against my face and lips. I saw it round

and hot, yearning for me, and couldn't help but kiss it. As if given a hint, he pressed his penis even more urgently into my mouth.

I gently took it in. Its hot, red shaft, like a steel rod heated to a fever pitch, rubbed and thrust in my mouth,

wanting my lips to comfort and caress it. It was so big, filling my entire mouth. I looked up at him with difficulty;

his eyes were so urgent, he desperately needed me. He loved me!

I tried to envelop its enormous size with my lips, gently caressing its head, its glans, its straight

shaft with my tongue, just like he had caressed my nipples last night. I gently teased it with my tongue, entwining it around its glans. He

cried out in bliss! His glans, swelled and hard under the caress of my tongue, seemed to

stubbornly resist the tip of my tongue! He moaned happily, murmuring, "So good! So good!" A sense of accomplishment welled up within me.

I kissed his glans vigorously, savoring it like a lollipop. The lovely glans

shone brightly under the baptism of my tongue and saliva, unable to withstand the entanglement of my soft yet powerful lips and tongue, constantly pushing and squeezing in my mouth,

excited beyond measure. He suddenly sped up, his huge penis almost pressing against my throat. I felt a wave of discomfort and almost

vomited. He quickly pulled his penis out of my mouth. Milky white fluid sprayed onto my face and lips. It was hot.

I squinted, looking at him in a panic. He held his penis, panting and looking at me with ecstasy.

After cleaning himself up, he excitedly wiped away the semen for me, hugging me happily and saying, "Baby, I love you!"

My period was finally over. That night, he seemed exceptionally excited. I showered and went to bed early. He finished

his work and eagerly washed up and went to bed as well. He vigorously caressed my body,

the body I had longed for, the body that belonged to him. No foreplay was needed; I was already wet. He gently pulled down my pants.

He stroked my white thighs, gazing reverently at that patch of green. He lifted my thighs,

making the dense pubic hair and the flowing fluid in between even clearer. He held his throbbing penis, aiming it at that tender spot, and

gently probed. He looked at me tenderly; I seemed flustered and helpless. As if encouraged

by thrust into me all at once.

I cried out. "Does it hurt?" he asked gently. I bit my lip and shook my head. He gently and slowly

moved in and out of me, letting me adjust. Gradually, the friction inside my vagina felt very comfortable. The previous discomfort

vanished . I felt more and more fluid coming from below. The intimate contact between my vaginal walls and his penis made my body swell rapidly

. Especially a certain area in the middle of my vagina, like a wondrous sponge, swelled and grew hotter and hotter, and I could feel the fluid gushing out from

there . He gazed at me affectionately, thrusting intently.

I saw his expression of ecstasy change movingly. As his brows furrowed deeper and deeper, his movements below

quickened. His penis, moving inside me, grew harder and harder, like steel. His gentle expression gradually turned cold and resolute, his brows furrowed as he struggled to reach the peak of pleasure. I could feel a slight tremor in

his powerful movements . Suddenly, I felt sorry for him and wanted to help him. I tried my best to match his rhythm, contracting my vagina forcefully with each thrust, making my already tight vagina even more tightly envelop his penis. His strong, erect penis seemed to sense the waves of encirclement and pushing, pounding against my body frantically. My fluid increased! That mysterious area inside my vagina was unbearably itchy, and gushing waves of heat gushed out like madmen. I don't know what happened, but instinctively, I gripped his penis tightly. He became even more excited, his penis, as if enraged, not only didn't slow down but instead thrust even faster and more frantically into the deepest part of my body. 　　It was hard and throbbing, trying to conquer me through my constant kneading and pushing. I frantically used my sphincter muscles to stubbornly resist its attack, moaning blissfully, not knowing what I was saying, as if I were flying with pleasure, yet also as if I were dying of pain! In an instant, he shouted and thrust me deep inside, deeper and deeper… He finally made the whole world stop! The silent night. Exhausted breathing. Sweat of bliss streaming down my face. 　　At that moment, I also stopped my frenzy, convulsing. The peak of pleasure left me too tired to speak! I only felt my penis, swept up in the climax, trembling uncontrollably, trembling blissfully with the hot semen he had sprayed… He lingered, unwilling to leave my body, until his penis shrank and softened. We held each other for a long time, and the moment we had longed for finally arrived at our peak simultaneously. We were each other's one and only gift from God! 　　After he recovered, he excitedly nuzzled my face and breasts. Like a child, he said, "It was so good!? No, again, again!" He tried to continue rubbing me with his still-soft, shrunken penis. I smiled and looked at him playfully. It had been so intense just now that his little penis was still basking in the afterglow and slipped out, bringing with it a gush of blissful fluid! It was like a flood! 　　He didn't want to leave me to wipe his sweat, so he held me tightly, still sweaty. I smelled the unique scent of a man's sweat, and my heart was filled with sweetness. 　　We only had a few days left together. We made love wildly. He started by facing then had me lie down and entered me from behind. We became more and more comfortable with each other, and our technique became more and more refined. He excitedly hugged me and said that my vagina was deep, tight, and had many folds, which made him feel very good! I didn't...

I've been with men other than my husband. I'm not unfaithful.

I know he can give me more sexual satisfaction than my husband, and he also gives me confidence as a woman. His affection for

my body completely dispels any doubts I had about myself due to disharmony in my marriage! He's not a casual

man either. Before me, he had been with a woman older than him, other than his wife. They haven't been

in contact for several years. I don't want to ask too much. I believe in our relationship. As he said, our sleeping together wasn't accidental.

Our deep feelings for each other brought us together. He repeatedly praised the comfort I brought him, saying it

was much better than with other women. I believe it's true.

On the night before I left, we suddenly became much quieter. I

felt . But when I faced him, I still smiled brightly. After dinner, we walked hand in

hand, as if we could sense each other's unspoken words. He held my hand tightly, as if afraid the cold wind would carry me away.

When we got home, I playfully asked to take a bath with him. He readily agreed. Beneath the warm shower curtain, we gazed deeply

into each other's bodies. He feigned a stern rule, forbidding us from washing ourselves. I smiled mischievously.

We gently lathered each other with soap. His broad hands caressed my curves. Gently,

every inch of my skin, lubricated by the shower gel, enjoyed his caresses. Hot water droplets streamed

down my full breasts, and in the steam, my nipples stood even higher. He stared, mesmerized, gently stroking them. My two

white, full breasts proudly stood before him, calling out to him. He kept letting me touch his burning

lower body; his penis was already erect. He kneaded my soft, elastic breasts with both hands, relentlessly thrusting his charcoal-hot penis

against my body, my thighs, my pubic hair, as if trying to pierce a hole in me!

My breasts began to swell rapidly under his caresses. The pink nipples stubbornly erected, defying his desire.

He couldn't resist rubbing them incessantly with his fingers. My nipples, massaged by the water and his fingers, grew even brighter, more alluring

and sweet . He held me tightly, his slippery penis pressing against my vulva, greedily taking my nipples into his mouth and sucking wildly.

I held my breath, contracting my stomach, happily pushing my breasts upwards, making them look even fuller, so full they drove him

wild! I moaned, unable to resist cupping my beloved breasts in his own hands, watching him

suckle and savor them greedily like a starving child!

I loved him so much! I really, really loved him!

At that moment, I couldn't care less about restraint or thought! I longed to give myself to him, I wanted to completely surrender myself to him! He

suckled at my increasingly swollen, white breasts, rubbing his penis against my clitoris, and I reached climax again! I

was exhausted! My breasts swelled with my panting, my nipples bright red as if they had been bleached, erect and proud! They

could still have more, the pink nipples burning with desire, proclaiming to him that they could still have endless

orgasms , never giving up! I was utterly exhausted!

He was completely oblivious to my fatigue, still holding me and kissing me wildly. The shower was still spraying, bathwater,

sweat, and tears mingling with our love. I gasped for breath, begging him to stop; I wanted to give it to him! His long-awaited penis

, as if summoned, instantly entered its most desired place! Because we were in the bathroom, he supported me while thrusting

wildly. I almost collapsed, another orgasm erupting with each impact. Just now it was an orgasm of

the clitoris and breasts; now it came from the mysterious G-spot of my vagina. I don't know how I discovered

the exquisite G-spot so easily. The tiny granules at the tip of my glans rhythmically rubbed against it. My penis, immersed in

the gushing thrust wildly. He cried out in pain, his face contorted in agony. I had already orgasmed once,

and although my body still craved more, I couldn't be too greedy. I loved him so much; I had to pay attention to his feelings and reciprocate

. BB moved rhythmically, grasping and squeezing this huge, fiery member.

His penis, excited like a steel rod in my tender embrace, throbbed painfully. I endured it blissfully, observing his changes. Suddenly, he shouted and

swiftly pulled out, his bright red penis immediately spurting out a jet of hot, milky-white liquid, a full half-meter high! I was

stunned . He panted heavily, lost in bliss, staring at me foolishly, smiling.

We excitedly cleaned each other's bodies and went to bed. The climax we had just experienced left us unable to calm down for a long time. The journey of

the past few days and the frenzied lovemaking every night had left me with no energy left to give him, to want him. Now I just wanted

to talk. To look at him more.

Just as he wanted to look deeply into my body! He cherished me so much; he wanted to etch me into his heart.

Long ago, he said he liked me because of my lovely personality and kind nature. Today, would he love me

too? We had experienced such a wonderful and moving climax. He began to love me, and loved me unconditionally! His eyes

conveyed all of this deeply! I didn't ask him. I just smiled and looked at him tenderly. He was so

powerful , yet so incredibly gentle and considerate. He even deliberately acted silly, teasing me. How annoying!

I sat on the bed in my nightgown, like a mermaid. At that moment, I was filled with radiant maternal instinct. I let him

stare blankly at me. For a long time, we remained in this warm silence... I don't know when, but he gently

approached, gesturing for me to lie down, then knelt down and lifted my nightgown. Like a devout believer in worship, he bent

down and kissed my abdomen, gently stroking the thick pubic hair, burying his head deeply there, a place that gave him endless

pleasure and intense longing. He buried himself deeply in the base of my thighs. For a long time. I knew he missed

me, he couldn't bear to part with me! I don't know how much time passed, but like a loyal puppy, he began to search,

sniffing . I was terrified, not knowing what he was going to do. When he kissed my vulva, he lovingly rubbed his face against it.

It was like a precious jewel. Then he carefully teased my labia with the tip of his tongue. I was shocked. This was our dirtiest

place, one I wouldn't even touch myself normally, how could he? He held me down and continued kissing my large, pink

labia . His tongue lightly touched my clitoris. A jolt of electricity coursed through my body. I couldn't help but moan. His lips and tongue continued

to explore deeper. I felt his tongue like a disobedient eel, nimbly darting between my labia, slippery

and powerful. I moaned, "No!" He held me even tighter. The disobedient eel continued to rub against my

two pink lips, I was so happy I wanted to cry, my voice changed: "No...no..." But he seemed to be

pushing his face even deeper, his tongue also trying to reach the entrance of my vagina! What was he going to do? He was greedy.

He licked and sucked at the entrance. I felt so incredibly good. Only then did I realize he was expressing his

love for me in this sacred way.

"Oh...oh...love you...I am yours...forever...really..." I murmured, my voice trembling with tears

. I really, really love you! I kept murmuring happily to myself. He sucked on me even harder, as if

forgetting the world around him. My lower body started to hurt from his sucking, and I cried out. He realized he was using

too much force and hurting me, so he immediately slowed down. His little mudfish began to caress me again, gently rubbing against his

beloved two petals. He left endless kisses on my petals, his teeth deliberately lightly touching the tender red flesh.

Tense and exciting. I knew he wouldn't hurt me, so I let him invade me at will, closing my eyes happily.

He carefully moved his tongue towards that sensitive little clitoris.

He had seen me accidentally touch it earlier, and I felt like I was being electrocuted, so he knew he couldn't rush things. Now, under his sucking, I was burning with desire;

it was time. His tongue gently traversed towards my clitoris, and with each small step forward, I groaned in bliss. I was increasingly

unable to control myself, groaning from the depths of my heart, my cries growing louder and louder. I wanted to scream out this pain;

I couldn't take it anymore, I really couldn't take it! My tears, like my love juices, flowed uncontrollably

. He finally kissed the most sensitive area of my body, so small. Although already erect, it was

excruciatingly painful. My body trembled uncontrollably, trembling, frantically calling his name, his name!!

The gushing fluids also soaked his face, which was completely absorbed in the moment! He pressed down hard on my trembling genitals,

kissing them frantically, kissing them… Ah! Suddenly, I lost control and violently rebounded! I finally

convulsed !! I collapsed helplessly in his hands, letting him suckle frantically, suckle furiously. I

couldn't take it anymore. I was going to die! I was willing. I wanted to give him all the strength I had lost. I belong to him, I love him, my

whole body is his! I really, really love him. I love him so much. Even if this is my last moment,

I want him to know!! I slumped down, my consciousness contained only him, only him!

For a long, long time. He gradually regained his senses, raised his sincere

face, red and disheveled from the torment of love, breathing heavily in pain, looking deeply at me! We gazed at each other wearily. He suddenly smiled like a child,

his face bearing the marks of the storm. I gently removed the hairs clinging to his cheeks, lovingly stroking his face,

his eyes, his eyebrows, kissing the small scar on his forehead, his tired face, and the lips that had kissed me countless times

… I gently embraced him, embraced him! I held him tightly against my chest, nuzzling him, loving him…

…(The End)

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