Divorced aunt

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"Auntie, where's my uncle?" I asked frequently as soon as I entered. "Dead! Don't bother asking about that bastard
,"
my aunt replied angrily. Her face was ashen, like it was covered in frost. She had nowhere to put the aluminum basin in her cold hands
, so she threw it onto the cement floor with a thud, then plopped heavily onto the bed, grabbed a fan, and started fanning herself.
I knew why, so I chuckled and picked up the basin, placing it aside. Her husband had found another
young ; wild flowers always smell better than home-grown ones. Not long after, they rented a place and moved in together. My
aunt, his wife, was now all alone. Not only did she sigh all day long, but when she got angry, she'd either smear her nose or smash things.
I don't know about other things, but she'd lost every single teacup.
"I'm not him, why are you taking your anger out on me?" "Honestly, you can't force a deal like that. I guess I'm just unlucky. She
didn't even pick a day to leave. We live in the same courtyard, we know each other pretty well. As the saying goes, a close neighbor is better than a distant relative
.
Besides, she watched me grow up, she's closer than family, so I was very casual about it.
'You come back here.'" "Perhaps noticing the medicine box in my hand, her tone softened considerably. She sighed deeply
, leaned back, and threw herself onto the bed.
Being a person is hard, being a woman is even harder! Actually, I felt quite sorry for her. Otherwise, I wouldn't have proactively bought her medicine and
done whatever chores I could around the house. Right now, she's practically lost her husband. Married for many years without having a child, she
truly has unspeakable suffering. Last Sunday, her husband did come back, threw a divorce agreement on the table, and turned to leave
. The divorce was another significant blow to her.
Perhaps because we were so familiar with each other, she almost never hid herself from me;
to use a popular phrase, she was often exposed. In her thirties,
the peak of a woman's development, although her appearance was average, her figure was quite alluring.
Well-proportioned, with clearly defined curves." Whenever she was home, she always liked to wear a men's vest. Her full, firm
breasts and the outline of her upturned nipples were sometimes obvious, sometimes blurry, quite intriguing. The vest, reaching
almost neither covered her bare legs nor concealed her most private parts, so I often had the opportunity
to catch a glimpse.
Her thin nylon briefs were only one layer and very narrow, barely enough to cover her high, thick, dark-haired vulva. Either
most of her pubic hair was exposed, or the middle section was deeply embedded in her fleshy cleft. The swelling of her labia majora and the length
and curling of her labia minora had been seen more than once, of course, during her afternoon nap.
Now, the scene was repeated. Lying down, she seemed to deliberately spread her legs, her vulva, taut by her briefs,
facing . Where my gaze lingered, through the thin nylon, I could vaguely see her pink labia squeezed together, and my heart couldn't help but
pound.
"Hey, dear auntie, is your back door all better yet? Do you need to put on some more ointment?"
Back when she had hemorrhoids, the pain was unbearable, and I was the one who took her to the hospital. She only went once and
never went back . The reason was simple: she was afraid people would see her private parts. She preferred me to help her change the dressing at home, as if I weren't a man
. Although I'm only seventeen this year, I'm a grown man, what don't I know? She didn't say it outright, but
in reality she gave me one opportunity after another to feast my eyes.
"Is the gate locked?" she asked instead of answering.
"Of course, it's just the two of us in this yard. Have you ever seen me come in or go out without locking the gate? Didn't you tell me
, it's not the thief you should be afraid of, it's the one eyeing you?" "Ever since my mom's workplace allocated apartments, they all moved upstairs, and
these two rooms here naturally became mine. Officially, they're for my future wedding, but I'm playful and
don't like being tied down, so how could I not be happy?
Of course, I have my own plans. My aunt is one of my top choices. Because she's so alluring; her seemingly
unintentional yet deliberate exposure often makes me fantasize. I feel like I'd be doing myself a disservice if I didn't win her over, especially since
I know exactly what she needs.
'Okay then, I'll have to trouble you again. I just finished showering, could you check if I'm better? It hasn't
hurt or itched for the past few days.' With that, she turned to the side, lifted her tank top, and her big buttocks came out.
'So lazy, can't you take your own pants off? And you made me… Luckily there's no one else around, otherwise it'd look like we'd
done something.' " "If you want to have an affair, you have to use your brain. You can't be too direct, but you have to get the gist out of it. This is
like testing the waters, seeing how she reacts. Every time I change her dressing, she acts like this. Not only does she not treat me like an outsider, but
she doesn't mind how much I pull down my underwear or even take it all off. She does whatever I want. She doesn't care about being naked at all.
I guess anyone would be happy to help with this kind of thing, and this kind of opportunity is rare. It's not that I'm particularly lucky;
what does it mean when a woman is willing to expose her genitals? It's self-evident. If you say she attracted me, it's not an exaggeration at all
.
She's so desperate." It wasn't immoral, it was a lack of love… She slightly lifted her buttocks, letting me pull down her underwear, then
twisted her waist, and her huge, white buttocks, almost too big to encircle, rose up, her legs spread wide.
Completely exposed, absolutely completely exposed!
The pubic hair on either side of her labia majora was fine and soft, while the patch of pubic hair surrounding her pubic bone was thick, black, and glossy.
Her clitoris, occupying half the space, was already erect, almost as long as half a cigarette, the glans white and round. Most adorable
were the two labia minora, swollen and pink with engorgement, stuck together. She exuded an extremely feminine aura… The incredibly soft
, alluring flesh-colored labia, if stretched out, would surely be at least three inches long.
It's rare to see women with such thick, fleshy labia. It's not that I'm ignorant; I've seen many female vulvas
, but I've never had the chance to witness such exceptionally large labia. Only here can I feast my eyes.
Strangely, a corner of a handkerchief peeks out from the vaginal opening. After a moment's thought, I understood. You see,
even I relatively young person, am quite knowledgeable about female anatomy. While a normal vagina is moist and doesn't require wiping,
things change when a person becomes aroused, due to stimulation... The vaginal fluid produced was particularly abundant. I guessed she
had . That's right. Otherwise, why would she have stuffed a handkerchief in her mouth?
The vaginal fluid was a product of lubricating the penis. It seems I'll have a good chance today. My
long-held dream is about to become a reality, and my heart is pounding.
Just then, my aunt, who was leaning down, laughed. I know why she suddenly laughed; it's
simple : my pants were already bulging, a conditioned reflex, a normal physiological reaction. My penis saw
a place it liked, how could it not be excited? She saw it, and I couldn't help it. My penis wouldn't obey my commands.
Regardless of how far the relationship between mother and daughter might develop, she could enjoy herself, but the medication still needed to be administered.
However, while admiring her plump, mature vulva, I was even happier than she was, helping her along the way. So what if her disobedient
penis was hard? It was a perfect match. She beckoned to me with her exposed, plump vulva, and I, using my underwear to conceal my penis
, issued an invisible challenge. Let's see who gives in first.
Picking up a cotton swab, I pretended to lie on her smooth, large buttocks, gently parting her tight
anus, using the cotton swab to push aside the slightly obstructive polyp, tentatively inserting it. Looking at the labia, poking at the anus
—it was a rare kind of enjoyment. We probably both understood each other implicitly.
The cotton swab entered her anus a little, immediately triggering her instinctive reaction. Her anus contracted and expanded, causing her
vaginal opening to arch frequently. Even more damn (indecent) alluring! I couldn't help but instinctively press closer to her.
I dared not touch her without permission, but my erect penis was unknowingly drawing closer to her face. Even without looking, I knew my erect
penis had created a considerable gap in my loose shorts; she could definitely see my extraordinary,
enormous member . Attraction itself is temptation!
"Hey, that girl who came back with you the other day, was she your girlfriend? I saw her. She's alright,
quite pretty." "Don't guess. She's the secretary of our unit's Youth League branch. What good is being pretty? She's already taken
. She's several years older than me." I said, while bringing my nose close to her vulva
, pretending to examine her closely. Actually, I wanted to smell what she smelled like.
"Oh, so eager? I'll introduce you to someone

tomorrow, how about it?" A familiar scent wafted towards me. It was familiar
because this faint yet extremely alluring scent could only be detected from a woman. I thought that at
her age, she might not be so alluring. But to my surprise, she was completely different, which only fueled my excitement.
I tossed aside the cotton swab and switched to my finger, slowly inserting it into her anus, exploring and probing. I'd completely forgotten about applying the medication
; I was preoccupied with playing around.
My other hand wasn't idle either; I grabbed a handkerchief and started pulling it out.
"What, you don't want it? Hey, don't pull
,
it's too wet inside." Her tone was like a wife to her husband. It seemed like I wouldn't mind touching her labia or inserting my finger for a quick pleasure. Just as the half-soaked handkerchief was about to be completely withdrawn from her vagina, her hand reached out and
grabbed my underwear, pulling it down.
"You naughty boy, always meddling in women's business. Fine, help me wipe myself down then. Don't pretend to be serious
, take your clothes off too. I know you really want to see there, right? Then spread them open and take a good look . It
's not like it's the first time. Hey, after you've seen it, you have to tell me properly, 'Oh my god,
how did your penis grow so big?'" Her words were like a royal decree to me!
One sentence sealed my fate, not only making things clear but also allowing me to do whatever I wanted.
My lower body tightened, and she firmly grasped my penis in her hand. With a thud, she slumped onto the bed. Seemingly dodging yet also
teasing, she held onto my penis tightly, her eyes like water, gazing at me with boundless tenderness, everything unspoken.
Truly, silence spoke louder than words. As she slowly spread her legs, her other hand lifted her vest.
Almost naked, almost completely exposed, she was practically stripped down to her vest. Everything about her was laid bare.
What did that mean
? No explanation needed. Lust is intoxicating, especially since she had already made her call, and I was a young man brimming with passion.
I pounced, without hesitation! I grabbed her plump, firm breasts, taking her round, rosy nipples into my mouth,
greedily sucking and biting, pressing her beneath me.
She was laughing, laughing so happily, laughing so touchingly.
"I knew this day would come for us, you little rascal, you've been eyeing me for ages,
haven't you? Why didn't you say something sooner? You had to make me say it first. Honestly, you know
I can't sleep soundly without someone around. Look how hard it is, you've been holding back, haven't you? Well then, let's go, let your auntie let you fuck me,
let's both release our pent-up desire, ah." These words were even more pleasing to the ear! Actually, I had been waiting impatiently for a long time.
She finally let go. Impatient, I sucked on her erect nipple and thrust down immediately. Perhaps I was too
hasty ; the first thrust was off-target, hitting her clitoris. Then, I slid my glans upwards, nestling it into the thick pubic hair.
"Ah..." a soft moan escaped her lips. Whether it hurt her or tickled her, her hand reached down again
. After a slight adjustment, she helped spread her labia and guide my glans into her vaginal opening. Working in perfect harmony, my erect penis
instantly plunged deep inside.
Women love big penises; the bigger the better, and they're always happy to have them.
Young girls like them too, though they're usually a little scared at first.
The difference is simple. But for the man enjoying her, the feeling is completely different. With a young woman, you have to be gentle
, tentatively pushing in until she gets used to your unique thickness and length before you can truly enjoy yourself.
With a mature woman, especially one who's particularly eager, you don't need to worry about hurting
her or causing discomfort; you can go all out.
This is based on experience, not nonsense. Because I know perfectly well that my aunt is a woman who
not only , but is also obsessively so.
It went all the way in in one go! She didn't flinch; instead, she thrust her hips forward to meet it, so the penis entered her body
very smoothly. Just as the base of my penis met her soft labia, her vaginal opening suddenly
contracted , like a grasping, a locking, a sucking, a fleshy clamp, followed by a wave
-like undulation of her body. It was simply amazing.
"Do you want it?" I asked eagerly, holding her close.
"No, play a little longer, then I'll want it. You, you have to make me feel good first, otherwise, otherwise
I won't let you off the hook." Her breathing was already rapid, and she pleaded with me in a coquettish tone, as if she
had regained her youth in the blink of an eye, her eyes fixed on me.
Our eyes met, so close, our hearts in perfect harmony, as if we were speaking in unison. We hugged tightly, our lips glued together as if sealed
together . Our lips met, and she was the first to extend her tongue. She was even more eager for a kiss than I was.
She kicked her legs against the bed, thrusting her hips upwards to meet mine, writhing incessantly. In terms of experience, she was undoubtedly the best. The attraction
and temptation were so immense that I didn't have time to think. With a burst of energy, I savored her long, soft tongue, my
enthusiasm not to be underestimated.
Slow yet powerful, without a moment's pause, I continued my advance!
The head of my penis seemed to have passed the cervix, yet a little remained unpenetrated. No matter how tightly she clenched, she couldn't withstand
my powerful assault!
The trembling went from hazy to clear in an extremely short time. She groaned, her body gradually
tensing. She'd gotten aroused so quickly, it was almost too fast.
"Faster, faster, move faster, I can't take it anymore, ah..." Her fingers spread wide, digging hard into my back muscles
. Indeed, she was aroused!
Time was of the essence; I withdrew my penis and thrust it in again forcefully. Her vulva was exposed
, perfect for free entry and exit.
I didn't know how long she'd been holding back. But her urgent need was clear from her expressions and actions;
she wouldn't let me off until I'd satisfied her completely.
Abundant vaginal fluid quickly lubricated my penis with each thrust, and the gurgling sounds of the fluid further fueled her
desire .
“Good son, no, good husband, fuck me, yes, just like that, I’m your wife now,
it’s only right , your big cock is so big, you’re not allowed to leave tonight, sleep with me, fuck me all night, ah…”
“Pah, dream on, don’t push your luck. You want to drain me dry with your big pubic hair? No way
.
I won’t do it.” He was saying the opposite of what he meant. My thrusting speed suddenly increased, one after another
, the sounds of water and impact intertwined, urging me to gallop even faster!
"You wouldn't take me as your wife? Where else in the world can you find such a good deal? You have to take it whether you like it or not. Anyway, you've slept with me
, and now you have no choice. You're holding back and feeling uncomfortable, and so am I. I'm not lying to you. As soon as I get home from work
, I feel itchy and swollen, and I really want to be fucked. I'm so lucky to have met you. I know you really like it, right?
We'll talk about it later, hurry up, hurry up, I'm begging you, it's so good, oh my god, fuck, it's getting intense
, it keeps going in..."
Her words were fast and direct, without any pretense. Just like her, naked and unfiltered. Actually, even if she hadn't
said it, I already realized that my second orgasm was coming. My vagina started to spasm and contract, very irregularly. It
was completely different from the feeling of deliberately clenching. She was extremely excited, and I was even more excited.
"I...I can't hold back either, take it, take it." "Good baby, good husband, I want it, give it all to me,
don't leave any." She clearly realized I was about to ejaculate, and hurriedly hugged me tightly, using all her strength to lift her buttocks
, her incredibly soft, hot, and wet flesh chasing and welcoming each stronger and more powerful thrust!
Endure if you can, release if you can't. This is how you should indulge in pleasure.
Holding on tightly, pressed firmly, one gushe, two gushes... the release caused by the impulse was like a burst dam, my soul
flew to heaven, and so did hers.
A unique tingling sensation quickly spread throughout my body, so incredibly pleasurable. My aunt, both excited and nervous, frequently stuck out
her tongue into my panting mouth, as if afraid I wasn't having enough fun, her burning vagina simultaneously
contracting and expanding. A woman's unique maturity was on full display at this moment. Superior skill, disregarding her own satisfaction
, thinking of me first, truly admirable and touching.
Perhaps this is the unique quality of a woman who knows how to be. Having enjoyed her, you can't help but feel willing to do
anything .
"Was it fun? Did it feel good? Don't pull out yet, let it sit a little longer." Her gentle, considerate questions and
comforting words, along with her soft tongue, flowed into my mouth like a warm current into my heart. Touched, yet also reminding me,
"No, let's hurry and wash up, I'm afraid that if..." Before I could finish, her full, sexy
lips my words, her tongue darting back in, a series of persuasive thrusts. No words were needed, but a passionate kiss was enough to
leave you speechless. Still aroused, I hugged her tightly, returning the favor with haphazard sucking and licking.
The exquisite pleasure, though brief, was all the more unforgettable and deeply memorable. A sweet kiss
was the best compensation. Everyone understands the allure of sex, especially when both parties are in love,
making it even harder to resist than for couples deeply in love. As I kissed her, I grasped and kneaded her incredibly fleshy breasts, while her hands roamed over
every place they could reach.
The second round felt like just the beginning. Instinct told me she wanted more. Of
course, I'd give it to her. No problem. It's just that she was too sticky down there; I couldn't continue without washing. Kissing her, I lifted her up by the waist
.
Her arms encircled my neck, and she relaxed limply, almost boneless, letting me lift her by her bottom
. Her half-open eyes were still filled with a captivatingly sweet smile. Utterly submissive.
"You, you're so young but so cunning. Are you worried about getting me pregnant? That's unnecessary. If I could
get pregnant, your deadbeat uncle would have been pregnant long ago after all these years. Don't worry, it's alright. This
useless will probably never get pregnant. My period only comes every two or three months, and the flow is so light. I've been to
the hospital so many times, and the doctors all say it's impossible. I've given up hope. Even if your penis is big enough, it won't work in
my uterus . Don't worry."
Having gone through it all, there were no more taboos. She'd called me "good husband" and "dear husband" countless times; what did it matter if she poured out her heart? She
meant she wanted me to know more about her.
"You're just guessing. I wasn't even thinking about that. What I was thinking was, after washing it clean, I wanted to really
enjoy the taste of that place. It's so plump, so soft, and so hairy, especially those two labia. I've
been wanting to eat them for ages. Besides, you have to suck my cock a little, make it hard so I can keep going, right? I can tell
you haven't really had your fill yet. I'm going all out today, but let me be clear: don't complain later that I'm too greedy and
won't stop." She was giving me a piece of her mind. Even if she guessed right, I couldn't admit it.
There was always something to say, always something to deal with.
"Fine then, let me see just how capable you are. You have her all to yourself, so you can do whatever you want with
her. I'll do whatever you want." Women probably all say things like this at this point, and I wasn't wrong.
Diligence is a woman's duty, and my aunt is a prime example of a diligent woman. They were embracing intimately, but
once inside the bathroom, which also served as a shower, she jumped down and rushed to prepare everything for bathing.
A man and woman bathing together is called a "couple's bath." Most families don't have this convenient option, and even if they did,
the couple might not feel a strong attraction to each other. The bedroom activities were already done; why repeat
them here? Physical strength and mindset were another reason.
Lovers are different. There's always a fresh and mysterious allure between lovers. If you've ever had a similar experience,
recall the moments you shared, and you'll understand why this is true; the ultimate pleasure is an affair.
The floodlights illuminated the bathroom, large enough for four or five people to shower simultaneously, making the light exceptionally
bright and the vision crystal clear. Watching her bustling about, I couldn't help but widen my eyes. It was time to feast my eyes, to fully appreciate the natural beauty
of a woman, carefree and completely naked, oblivious to her surroundings . Her breasts, split open in a V-shape, seemed to defiantly point upwards due to their fullness, swaying slightly—not a large movement, but incredibly alluring. Her fair, taut skin, bathed in bright light, shone with a rosy glow, almost translucent, as if telling me that her youth hadn't faded, that she was still full of vibrant energy and charm. Indeed, having never given birth, her figure was remarkably well-maintained ; coupled with a beautiful face, she would undoubtedly be a stunning beauty. As I turned on the tap, our eyes met. She stood before me, her trembling breasts radiating confidence. "What are you looking at? Haven't you seen enough? Shameless, so greedy. Where else do you want to see?" Her smiling face, her beautiful figure, her alluring breasts, her seductive question, and the way she reached for my still-erect penis—all these instantly rekindled my passion. I slipped my hand between her legs, not into her vagina, but firmly grasped that soft flesh in my palm, gently tugging at it, while my other hand played with one of her nipples. "I want to see everything, I can't get enough of it. I'd love to see you even more if you were completely naked, I could look at you a hundred times ." "If you like what I see today, or what I like tomorrow, I'd be happy to let you see it. But can you guarantee it'll be like this every day ?" Desire is insatiable, and her question was very practical. There was something else she wanted to say, and I understood what . "Even if you wanted me not to like it, it wouldn't be possible. Anyway, it's not even the hottest part of summer yet, and it's so hot. As long as we're together, until it gets cold, I hope you'll always be naked like this, it's convenient. Okay?" A direct answer would seem naive and lacking in romance. This way of putting it is much better. "Well, I have one condition: it can't stay outside when it's hard. I want you to be at your best for the next few years, every single year counts. Until you find a wife, you're mine. I'll also help you train this thing to be amazing , to make it longer and thicker, okay?" "Then I'll have three legs!" Her meaning couldn't be clearer; it seemed she thought my penis wasn't big enough and wanted to make it even longer. At this moment, her hand was only holding the glans; two-thirds of the corpora cavernosa were not yet erect. If it were hard, it would definitely be over seven inches. I really don't know how deep her vagina is. "You're right, three-legged men are hard to find anyway. Whoever finds one is lucky, it's destiny. Let me tell you, no woman complains about its size. Except for virgins, anyway, women all like it bigger the better. When you put it in me just now, it really got really good as soon as it hit the head, really. I don't know about others , but I know myself, and I won't lie to you, I can't live without it for a day. You're still young, still growing, especially this treasure, the more you use it, the better it gets. What's wrong with it being a little longer? If you meet a horny guy, you'll be even more suitable." As she spoke, she rubbed it, and involuntarily spread her legs, pulling the glans towards her. I had no choice but to let go and let her do as she pleased. In sexual situations, the more proactive the woman is, the more interesting it is. You can try it yourself if you don't believe me. If you don't provoke her, you can still maintain some restraint. But if she provokes you, nine times out of ten you'll lose your composure, especially the resonance that occurs the moment the penis is about to enter her body, which often makes you involuntarily cater to her needs. "Hey, it can still get hard, right? This drain's been clogged for days, help me unclog it completely , ah. I'll bend over and do it from behind, that way it goes in deeper. We're already like this, so there's nothing to be embarrassed about, right? Come on, let me tell you, I'll make you something delicious later." Rear-entry is much less strenuous than push-ups. She bent over, sticking out her big white buttocks and spreading her labia. I easily inserted my penis , hooking my hips and thrusting back and forth a few times, and my limp cock began to stretch. I can't be shy, my cock gets hard in one go. She probably doesn't yet understand the capabilities of this novice young man. The first time, people often rush to ejaculate quickly, which is like unloading a burden. The second time is when it truly begins. It's impossible to calculate the duration, just enjoy it to the fullest. You might not believe my standards, but I won't stop until I've swollen her labia, thoroughly dried her vagina, and completely worn her out. I can only sleep all night. Having sex while showering is quite a novel experience. No need to worry about sweating; the water not only lubricates but also cools me down, which is quite comfortable. "Oh my god, it gets hard so quickly. It's reached the end again. Good, really good! It's not just a joke, it feels much better than using something to push it in. Ouch, ouch!" she cried out again. Little did she know that her words would give her away . "Tell me quickly, what have you used to push it in?" With no one to serve her, using objects is the most desperate choice for a lonely woman . Her slip of the tongue undoubtedly gave me a wake-up call. "Stop asking, just go for it. We've tried almost everything we can." "No, tell me in detail, I'll have to try it too. Let me make room for you to suck on my cock, you'll get into it faster, right?" My mind was particularly sharp at that moment. Before she even finished speaking, I could already think of several ways to deal with her, starting with the most direct one that appealed to her. She turned her face to look at me, leaning on the sink counter, happily wiggling her hips while biting her lip and remaining silent. She wouldn't tell me, but I had my own methods. I pulled my hard cock out of her wet vagina, shortening the thrusting distance , only letting the glans enter and exit the vaginal opening without pushing it in, teasing her. This trick worked. After only a few slow thrusts, she was done. "No, no, don't do that, just put it all the way in! Playing like this is making me anxious. You just want to know how I relieve this discomfort, okay? I'll tell you, okay? Hurry up and put it in. What? You're my husband now, be gentle with me, ah , hurt me deeply, ah." She was unrestrained, without any inhibitions, daring to say even the most cheesy things, and even throwing in a bit of coquetry. Eager to know what happened next, I thrust my penis deep inside again. "You're so naughty, just wait and see how I deal with you. Hey, don't you know what's in my house, Fan..."

It's something similar to your penis. Like carrots, cucumbers, long eggplants in a dish, or
things like long-necked bottles of floral water, or those new sausages. You have to find a way when you're stuck, otherwise it's
incredibly frustrating. You have a penis, so of course you can't understand the burning, pent-up desire of women. At worst, you can
have a dream, a quickie, and that's it. But I can't do that. I have to work myself up until I'm drenched in sweat.
Sometimes I'm so obsessed with a big penis that I scratch my head and cheeks. When I'm really desperate, I'll pinch it to relieve the itch. When I first got married
, my labia weren't this big, so I'd pinch them myself, and they got longer and longer. Sigh, no
matter what using a penis to relieve the urge, it feels good, it's satisfying. Hey. I've told you everything, so don't laugh at me, okay?
Anyway, that's just how I am. Anything else you want to ask? Oh dear, I'm getting carried away again. "We opened our hearts and
talked about everything.
At that moment, we became one, each other in the other, with no distinction of age or seniority, we were equal.
A series of thumping sounds continued as my magnificent cock thrust into her vagina without any hesitation, making her
eyes widen and nod repeatedly in pleasure.
To enjoy it to the fullest, she didn't mind sticking her ass out, she was amazing!
Damn, it was really great. But the only drawback was that we couldn't kiss, and to touch her breasts, we had to bend over. That would
affect the intense thrusting, so it wasn't as complete as lying in bed."
"Ah...ha...Grandpa...don't let up..." She got going again, her buttocks bobbing up and
down , moaning and groaning...the harder she thrust, the deeper she penetrated, she basked in the warmth of the moment.
The irregular contractions and intermittent spasms inside and outside her vagina were like adding fuel to the fire, this clear and intense
pleasure was truly rare.
Simple? No, not at all. We were both completely absorbed, almost forgetting everything, striving desperately
, responding with all our might, perfectly in sync.
Suddenly, she lifted one leg and turned to the side.
"Hold me, my good husband, you, you must fuck your wife to death, ah." "He was almost out of control, yet he still had
the mind to change positions. Goodness!
Well, holding her legs doesn't hinder my strength. Side penetration is fine.
Her body trembled more violently, her breathing more rapid. Clearly, the excruciating pleasure had arrived.
How many times had she been intimate? Who cares to count? She probably couldn't even say. The most practical thing to do is focus on the present...
" (The End)

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