My unforgettable mature girlfriend

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To make it easier for everyone to read, I've compiled a summary of our first meeting here, as mentioned above.

We met a few more times afterward, and it was always the same crazy encounter, but the first meeting was still the most memorable. We kept in touch

by phone , but because we lived in different cities, we didn't meet often, and there weren't many memorable moments

.

Now, I want to tell you about another mature woman. She also lived in a

relatively close city, less than an hour's drive away. For ease of description, I'll call her LQ. We

also met online, chatted, got to know each other, talked on the phone, and then met in person. Unlike my first friend,

LQ and I met at her home, and it was a very warm and welcoming meeting. Below, I will tell you my story with LQ in detail.

LQ was an engineer, 43 years old at the time. She said her husband was often away on business trips, and she lived alone with her 9-year-old

son. We had arranged it beforehand over the phone. When I arrived in her city, I called her at 9 PM. She

said her son was already asleep and asked me to come directly to her house (many friends might not believe it—a first meeting

with such happening at home, with a child present—but that's the truth, perhaps because our sincerity fostered mutual

trust). However, she also said that if I didn't feel anything for her after meeting, we would just chat, and nothing

would happen. I agreed, and I also said that if I didn't feel anything for her, I would leave on my own. I

don't remember what season it was, but it must have been spring or autumn, because I was wearing a suit.

Anyway , when I arrived at her house, she had already opened the door for me. She was a meticulous and clean woman,

and of course, a bit plump. She helped me take off my coat and hang it up. We sat down in the living room, where a freshly brewed cup

of tea was already there. She said, "You're younger and more refined than I imagined." After drinking half a cup of tea and chatting casually for a while, she

said it was getting late and I should rest. I knew I had passed the interview, haha. Then she led me to a room, very

tidy . She said the sheets were new, which inexplicably touched me.

I should say LQ was a very beautiful woman, or rather, possessing the charm of a mature woman, quite dignified.

If we hadn't met in this way, if we had met on the street, I could never have imagined having such a

passionate experience with her. She was rather shy, turning off the lights and undressing before lying down and covering herself with the blanket. After my

repeated requests, she finally agreed to turn the light on so I could see her for a while. I was surprised again: her skin was incredibly beautiful,

very delicate and smooth, something many young girls couldn't compare to. Moreover, her genitals were quite rosy,

with sparse, light-colored pubic hair, which made me want to kiss her. At first, I felt a little uncomfortable; she said no one had ever

kissed her genitals before, and her husband didn't like it. I kissed and savored her gently, even slipping my tongue

inside . She covered her head with the blanket, not letting me see her expression, but I knew she was very excited because her body was

trembling. And she had forgotten to turn off the light. She seems to be the slow-burning type. When I first put my tongue

inside, it wasn't very wet. As I moved, it became increasingly wet and warm

until some fluid leaked out and dampened her pubic hair.

I prefer to be urged into penetration, and this time was no exception. Her body began to

writhe, her legs clamping together and then separating, as she started actively caressing me and pulling me upwards. I knew she

wanted it, so I leaned over her, enjoying her beautiful skin. She fumbled for a condom under the pillow and wanted me to put it on.

I didn't want to, but she insisted, so I made her give it to me. She blushed but still refused. I

said I wouldn't put it on if she wouldn't, and she gave in, getting up to put it on me. Now she really looked at my penis

and caressed it for a while. I gestured for her to use oral sex, but she only gave it a token kiss.

After penetration, we maintained one position until ejaculation—the traditional position. Because her skin was so beautiful, I didn't

want to leave, and I kept pressing tightly against her throughout the act. At first, she passively endured it without making

a sound. Gradually, she began to match my rhythm and started moaning. Later, she actively thrust upwards, and her moans

grew louder. Sensing she was about to climax, I thrust quickly and forcefully. Sure enough, soon she suppressed a

muffled cry of "Baby, I can't take it anymore!" Her vagina tightened around me, and there was significant internal contraction. Knowing she had climaxed

, I also ejaculated. After calming down, she took out tissues to clean me up before cleaning hers, which moved me

deeply . She was such a gentle and considerate woman. Then we hugged and talked, and I kept stroking her; her

skin was truly intoxicating. She wasn't so shy anymore and actively touched my penis, laughing that it had become smaller. As a result, it

got bigger again from her touch, haha, and then we climaxed a second time. This time, we didn't use a condom. She climaxed

again , then lay with me for a while before leaving to go to her son's room. I asked her to stay and sleep with me, but she said

her son would wake up looking for her during the night and that I should go to sleep early because it was already past midnight.

The next morning around 5 a.m., she came to wake me up in her pajamas because I needed to leave before her child woke up.

I pulled her into bed, intending only to be intimate for a while, but she took off her pajamas and lay down, so we did

it again, though this time it was rushed and I wasn't satisfied. I visited her house a few more times after that, but then we

lost contact. Her gentleness and thoughtfulness, her beautiful skin, remain in my memory.

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