【A Woman's Mole】(35-37) Author: Bo Bo Xiong Yong

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(Chapter 35)

"Big Wood, it's snowing so heavily here, my car broke down, I have to walk back..."
Gu Xuan complained on the phone.

"I'm glad you're okay! Be careful, walk slowly, don't fall. If I'm not by your side, you'll definitely sit
on the ground and cry..." I said with a smile.

"Hehe, you know me so well!" she said happily, "Do you remember that snowy day at home
?"

"I remember, it seems we almost slipped..." I said with a grin.

"Sigh... I miss it so much, I miss you so much, Big Wood, I miss your embrace, so warm and comfortable...
" her mood was a little low.

"I'll come see you during the Spring Festival holiday!" I also missed her very much, wishing I could fly to her side immediately.

"Okay, okay, don't lie to me! Otherwise, hmph!"

Snow was falling heavily on Gu Xuan's side, while it was raining heavily on my side.

After hanging up the phone, I lit a cigarette on the balcony, gazing at the rain-streaked night sky. My breath
condensed into white mist in the cold air, quickly disappearing into the winter rain.

The early morning was silent. After only a short while on the balcony, I felt a chill and returned to my
equally cold bed, falling asleep lost in thought.

My probation period ended in November, and I officially started working. New employees in the East China region all had to attend
a two-week systematic training program.

The training was closed-door, with a packed schedule every day. Aside from sleeping, everything, including meals,
was group activity.

The night after the training ended, we had a party, and the performances were all written and performed by ourselves. Perhaps after two weeks of living together
day and night , we had all developed a bond, and the thought of going our separate ways after tonight made us a little
reluctant to part. In the end, we decided to sing all night in the hotel's karaoke room.

We were all around the same age, so we sang many familiar songs.

Actually, I don't like singing at all. Every time we go to karaoke, I'm only forced to sing a couple of songs;
otherwise, I just sit in a corner, drinking and watching others go wild.

That night was no different. I hid in the shadows, sipping my beer and listening to
all sorts of voices—some pleasant, some jarring, some completely off-key—and found it quite amusing.

"Why aren't you going?" The noise in the room was so loud I could barely hear, so the voice
was practically right next to my ear.

I looked up, and there she was! Her name was Xu Weiyao. She was a very good dancer, so she had a great figure—curvy and attractive
, drawing attention, including to me. At the party not long ago, her belly dance
had blown the men away; I'd been feeling quite aroused watching it too.

She had already gone back to her room to change. She was wearing a beige, form-fitting sweater that accentuated her full breasts.

"I prefer listening to other people sing!" I said, clinking my beer bottle against hers.

She seemed to have drunk quite a bit; her breath was thick with the strong scent of alcohol, and her delicate face was flushed red
from the smell .

"Oh? So you can still sing? Sing a song, it's so boring being here alone..." she said,
sitting down next to me and taking a sip of her drink.

"No, I'm not going. Look how happy everyone is singing, it's fine like this!" I shook my head.

"No way, everyone has to sing tonight!" she said, covering her mouth with one hand and hiccuping.

In the end, Xu Weiyao and I sang a duet, Li Zongsheng's "I've Crossed the Ocean to See You." Yes, that
's the song I chose, because I missed her so much across the ocean.

"You sang very well, why were you so shy earlier?" Xu Weiyao asked after we sat down again.

"I don't know, maybe I'm just not used to this kind of occasion..." I said, glancing at her sideways with bleary eyes
.

She also tilted her head to look at me, a smile playing on her lips.

"You danced very well tonight!" I said, feeling uncomfortable under her gaze, and took a sip of my drink.

"Really?" Her lips curved into a deep smile, reaching a wide arc.

"It makes me happy to hear you say that!" she giggled.

Her radiant face changed colors under the dazzling lights, and her moist lips tempted me
to lick .

I don't know what came over me—was it the alcohol or the control of desire? Without thinking,
I placed my hand on her slender waist. Her sweater was thin, so thin I could feel the softness of her waist.

"Your hands are so hot!" she said, not pushing my hand away or showing any anger, but instead looking at me with
squinted eyes.

Her indulgence, or perhaps what I perceived as tacit approval, emboldened me. I stared into her
eyes and said, "You probably don't know, but there's another place on me that's even hotter!"

She frowned, shook her slightly dizzy head, and stammered, "You...you tell me, you tell me
where it's hotter?"

Under the dazzling lights, I smiled lewdly, my hand on her waist tightening, my fingers occasionally sliding across
the soft flesh. I said, "You really want to know?"

"Of course, you've piqued my curiosity!" she pouted.

"Give me your hand!" I said.

I glanced around, making sure no one was watching, then pressed the hand I had extended to her crotch. "Is it hot?"

I felt incredibly aroused looking at her round mouth agape in surprise.

"You're shameless!" she spat, trying to pull her hand away, but I held it down.

"You're the one who said you wanted to know!" I brought my mouth close to her
face . Her breathing became rapid, so much so that her breasts trembled slightly with each breath.

"Are you still a virgin?" I released her hand, waiting for her to calm down before asking.

She frantically adjusted her clothes at her waist, turning her head to look around, afraid someone would see.

"I'm asking you! Are you still a virgin?" I handed her a bottle of beer, staring into her eyes.

"I'm not telling you!" she said, stroking her large breasts and turning away reproachfully.

"If you're not telling me, it means you're not. If you were, you would definitely say yes!" I said with a smile.

"What kind of logic is that?!" she retorted, turning to look at me.

"Isn't that right?" I scratched my head, feeling something was off, but I couldn't quite put my finger
on it .

"Okay, okay, even if it's not true, then tell me if it is or not?"

"Um... no!" She finished speaking and took a big gulp of beer, drinking it a little too fast, so much so that the beer foamed
and sprayed out of the bottle, splashing onto her chin and the sweater covering her full breasts.

"I'm going to the restroom..." she said, wiping the beer off her neck with a tissue.

"I'll go with you, I just need to pee..." I said, getting up .

"Vulgar..." she rolled her eyes at me and scolded.

There were very few people in the corridor at two in the morning. I followed behind her, a step behind, my eyes fixed on her full, round
buttocks. My penis was getting harder and harder. Fortunately, the restroom was just ahead, so I shouldn't be discovered.

"What are you doing in here!" she said, covering her mouth in a panic as I cornered her in the restroom stall.

"What do you think I'm doing?" I lifted her round chin, my hand covering her full breasts, gently
kneading them.

"Don't move, someone will see!" She kept backing away until her back
was against the wall.

"No one will see! Don't be afraid!" I said, pressing her hand onto my penis.
"Look, it's getting hotter!"

To my surprise, I thought she would struggle again,
but her hand trembling slightly.

"Really, no one will see?" Her voice trembled, whether from nervousness or
excitement.

"No!" I said confidently, stroking her buttocks and breasts.

"How long has it been since you had sex?" I asked, looking at Xu Weiyao, who was sitting on the toilet giving me oral sex. My

penis moved in and out of her mouth quickly, glistening saliva slowly dripping from the corners of her mouth onto her face.
I pulled her sweater down to her armpits, and her bra up above her breasts, my hands playing with her
soft breasts.

"More than two months..." she mumbled, swallowing the head of my penis.

"Oh? Why did it take so long? Where's your boyfriend?"

"Mmm..." She spat out my penis, wiped the drool from the corner of her mouth, and looked up at
me with her watery eyes, saying, "He went to graduate school after graduation, and I haven't seen him since the semester started..."

"Is your lower body itching to death?" I thrust my penis back into her mouth,
squeezing her breasts hard with both hands as I asked.

"Mmm..." She gagged from the penis, nodding vigorously in agreement.

"How do you want me to fuck you?" I asked.

"Anything, just fuck me!" she shouted, pointing at my glans.

She was wearing gray casual pants, which were a bit loose, but they still couldn't hide her beautiful figure. I
looked at her snow-white buttocks sticking out in front of me and gently slapped them.
The crisp sound of tender flesh echoed in the empty bathroom.

"No! Someone will hear!" she said, biting her lip.

"Don't worry, there's music, no one will hear!" I said, kneading her buttocks.

"Come in quickly, I'm all wet down there!" she said, shaking her buttocks and turning her head.

"Damn, you slut, you can't wait!" I laughed and cursed.

"Mmm, hurry up, it's so itchy down there!" she said impatiently, reaching out to grab my hard penis, wanting to guide it
into her vagina.

I didn't let her succeed, instead pulling back a little, reaching out to touch her genitals, which were muddy and
slippery .

"Mmm... harder, faster..." she urged, holding onto the toilet tank lid and covering her mouth.

"Oh, so good, come on, I'm coming!" she whispered, lifting her head.

I was puzzled; I had only been inside her for two or three minutes, and she was about to climax. But I didn't have time to think about that, so I grabbed her
buttocks and started thrusting hard, reaching climax almost at the same time as her.

"Why did you ejaculate inside!" she complained, wiping the semen from her genitals.

"..." I remained silent, wiping the semen off my penis and offering her my drink. My
penis , swayed in front of her.

"Why is it still hard?" she asked, staring at the swaying object.

"It's been so long... want to do it again?" I asked.

"Hmm..." she hesitated, biting her lip, "Let's go to the room..."

I gave her a deep look, thinking, damn it, why didn't I think of that?

As soon as we got to my room, we rolled onto the bed and quickly undressed. The room
was well , so Xu Weiyao no longer had to hold back; she groaned loudly.

"Fuck me harder! Ahh, it feels so good! Faster, faster! Oh... good husband, it feels so good
!" She was on my bed, her back to her boyfriend, being fucked hard by me, her legs tightly
wrapped around my waist, screaming "husband!"

Her flexibility was amazing, surprising me.

"Deeper!" she gasped.

"Hmm?" I asked, thrusting my penis in and out.

"I like it when you go in deeper!" she said shyly, biting her lip.

"Like this?" I lifted her legs.

"Press them on my shoulders..." she said. There was a mole on the back of her thigh where her right hand was pressed, which had been hidden by her pants pulled down

above her knees in the bathroom . "Oh... so deep! Ahhh... fuck me harder! So deep, so good, it feels so good, you're going to pierce me!" Her thighs were pressed onto her shoulders, her whole body folded up, her vaginal opening completely exposed between my legs. My penis felt like it had entered a winding, narrow corridor, the pleasure so intense I lingered. I thrust , just as Xu Weiyao had said, as if I wanted to pierce her! "So good..." she curled up, touching my limp penis, "Are you enjoying it?" "Yes!" I couldn't help but laugh, thinking of the pleasure I'd just felt. "Does your boyfriend often fuck you like this?" I asked, lighting a cigarette. "Yeah, I like it..." "This is my first time doing this, it's so exciting! Sigh..." I exhaled a puff of smoke, looking at her sexy body, and said with some regret, "I feel like I've wasted my life before..." "Hehe..." she laughed smugly, "It's not too late now!" She picked up her phone and checked the time.

She said, "It's 3:30 in the morning. We still have a little over two hours. Everyone will be back soon, and I
need to get back to my room before dawn. Okay, that's it. So, let's continue!"

Hearing this, I quickly stubbed out my cigarette and rolled around with her again.

"I'm leaving. Let's forget each other. Don't linger. Just remember last night when you reminisce…
Thank you!"

On the bullet train back, I received a text message from Xu Weiyao. She should be on the train heading north now.

Forget each other in the vast world; this is our ending.

Perhaps I'll meet her again someday, I thought.

(Thirty-six)

I felt remorseful again, feeling sorry for Gu Xuan.

I always felt like a shameless prostitute, squandering money from selling my body while putting on a facade
of virtue . When someone asked why I had so much money, I'd say, "Look, I have a facade in front of my door. I'm not a prostitute,
really not!"

Perhaps, after Gu Xuan found out, I really would say that—I also felt my logic was so shameless!

"Hey, come quick! I'll have a surprise for you when you get here!" Gu Xuan said on the phone.

"Oh? What surprise?" I asked with a laugh.

"Pah! If I told you, would it still be a surprise?!" she scolded playfully. I
was .

After arriving in the US during the Spring Festival holiday, I learned that Gu Xuan had indeed given me a huge surprise.

She took me to Texas to see the NBA All-Star Game...

"It must have cost a lot of money..." I asked, holding her little face with concern.

"Hehe, it's okay, it's okay..." she wrinkled her nose, gently rubbing her head against my palm.

"Why didn't you tell me! All the money went to tickets, what are you going to eat!" Although I was touched, I
was still a little angry at her actions.

"No way! I still have money!" she pouted, feeling wronged.

I suddenly remembered what my father had told me many years ago: "Silly son, don't be stubborn..."

So I said to Gu Xuan, "Silly wife, don't be stubborn... Tell me if you don't have enough money! Your husband
is earning money now!"

"Okay, okay, you blockhead!"

"I think I forgot to buy you a bouquet of flowers..." I looked at Gu Xuan a little awkwardly.

She lay in my arms with a blush on her face, pouting and saying, "You only realized it now!"

"Then I'll go out and buy some..."

"What time is it! Where are you going to buy flowers in the middle of the night!" She quickly pulled me back. Then
she grinned and said, "Just your presence is the best Valentine's Day gift! So, tonight you're my GIF
, and I own you!"

"..." I shrugged, helplessly asking, "So what do you want?"

"What do you think?" she said, climbing on top of me with a sly smile. "I'm going to rape you! Rape you all night long!"

"Kiss me! Love me! Love me well! Love me well tonight!" she
commanded, closing her eyes, her chin slightly upturned, a faint black mole on it, like a queen.

"Don't you want to go to the game tomorrow?" I asked, looking at Gu Xuan, who was panting but still wanted more.

"Watching the game is nothing compared to you!" she said, wrapping her arms around my neck and licking my eyes. "I told you,
tonight you're mine, all mine! Love me well!" Then she bit her lip shyly and whispered,
"I want you to fuck me! Fuck me hard! I want you to fuck me so much! Fuck me, husband!"

The next day, we didn't leave the hotel until after the competition started. All the way, Gu Xuan pinched my arm,
complaining that I'd been so rough with her the day before…

I wanted to cry but couldn't. Why is it always my fault in the end!

"It's your fault, it's your fault!" she glared at me, pouting and acting coquettishly.

"…"

Similar to the scene six months ago, the sadness of parting in the airport waiting hall was palpable. The only difference was
that I was the one waving goodbye at the security checkpoint, while Gu Xuan stood in the distance, tears welling in her eyes.

Another parting. Is parting just a normal part of life? Otherwise, why have I experienced so many partings?

Looking at the incredibly blue sky outside the window, and the buildings below, so tiny, I silently
said in my heart, "Gu Xuan, I'm leaving!"

A moment later, I added, but I didn't know when I'd be back.

On the last day of the Spring Festival holiday, I got off the plane. I hesitated, wondering whether to call Yan Ji, but when I took out
my phone and dialed her number, all I heard was: "The number you dialed is invalid..."

I felt I should get a new phone; this black-and-white Nokia couldn't connect to the internet, otherwise I should
still be able to contact Yan Ji.

"Damn it!" In the end, all I could do was curse.

Living alone can easily lead to depression and madness. Every day after work, returning to my empty
home reminded me of myself as a child many years ago, living the same way...

So, after the Spring Festival, I found a gym near my company and bought a yearly membership. Of course, my
main reason was to go swimming and, incidentally, to feast my eyes.

I'd always heard the saying, "Those who drown are always the ones who can swim."

Many years later, when I went into the water again, I thought swimming was an instinct, because after a
fertilized , humans live in water. Learning to swim is just like reviewing for an exam; once you learn
to swim, you can't forget it.

And so, a scene unfolded at the swimming pool: a man struggling to save his life in the shallow end.

It wasn't until my feet touched the bottom and I stood up that I realized the water only reached my waist...

I don't know how I got out of the water; I wish I could crawl out of the pool drain. Leaning against the diving board, I gasped for breath, my heart pounding

like I'd just run a 10,000-meter race . I had no interest in looking at beautiful women's bodies! I was just terrified I'd almost lost my life... until I saw a slender figure, darting through the water like a dolphin. Her pink one-piece swimsuit stood out beautifully against the pale blue pool bottom. I was eager to see what kind of girl she was. I stood up, slowed my pace, and kept pace with her, following her intently. When I saw she was almost at the finish line, I quickened my pace and rushed to her destination, her hairy legs dangling in the water.

"Splash..." With a splash, she stood up from the water.

She was flat-chested, but wearing swimming goggles, her true face couldn't be seen, though her facial skin was smooth.

"Huh?" She moved her goggles to her forehead, tilted her head, took out her earplugs, and asked, seemingly noticing
two large, hairy legs in the water.

I forced a friendly smile and said, "You swim very well!"

"Thank you!" She took out her other earplug, then looked up, squinting and giggling,
"Didn't you just drown?"

"..." I was embarrassed and could only manage a wry smile.

"Cramped up?" She seemed a little tired, leaning against the pool wall, her two long, white legs leisurely
paddling in the water.

"No, it's just that I haven't been in the water for a while, I'm a little rusty, um, rusty..." I said, staring at her
long, white legs.

"..." She glanced at me and scoffed, "It's okay, you'll learn slowly..."

"I can swim!" I said urgently.

"Hmm, so you just drowned...hehe," she laughed again.

"Okay, I think I've forgotten how to swim..." I said regretfully, then cautiously asked,
"Can you teach me? I think you swim pretty well!"

She looked a little surprised, turned around and scrutinized me, and I could also look at her face directly. She had a high nose bridge,
which didn't look like a typical Asian nose, and full lips, especially her lower lip, which was a bit thick, with a
light .

She looked at me with amusement and chuckled, "I'm not teaching you, you're a grown man...are you trying to take
advantage of me?"

Feeling a little embarrassed after being seen through, I glanced at her flat chest and pouted, "Fine,
I'll learn by myself!"

"Okay, I'll watch you swim from here. Don't worry, if you drown again, I'll come down and save you!" she
said climbing out of the water and sitting next to me. Glistening water droplets slid down her skin, quickly forming
a fresh puddle under her bottom.

"Don't lie to me! If you lie to me, I'm doomed when I get down there!" I
said, staring into her eyes.

Her eyes were quite large, but the irises were a rare brown.

"Why do you talk so much nonsense!" She slapped me on the back with a sharp crack, it hurt
a little .

I quickly jumped into the water and slowly walked in.

"Don't be nervous, don't be so stiff in your arms and legs, feel the force of the water... You're so clumsy..."

"Although I haven't learned it yet, thank you anyway!" I climbed up, panting, and lay down
next to her.

"Oh, by the way, I still don't know your name?" I
asked .

"He Jia," she replied calmly.

"Hmm?" I asked again.

She seemed to know my question, turned around and smiled, "He as in 'why,' Jia as in 'hometown,' He Jia. And you?"

"Zhang Tian..." I thought of those two characters, a somewhat strange name. "Oh, Zhang as in 'bow and long,'
Tian as in 'sky'..."

"He Jia, it's a nice name, but..." I muttered to myself.

"Hmm? But what?" she asked curiously.

"I thought of a poem... but I can't remember it right now," I said, my mind wasn't clear, it just felt
familiar .

"Oh?" she asked, even more curious.

"It seems to be 'Where are the green hills not home?', I can't remember..." I said, patting my head.

"Huh? It does sound familiar, but why do I feel like it's 'Where are the green hills not home?'" she
said, turning around and hugging her knees together.

This posture is normal normally, but now, wearing a swimsuit, her thighs were tightly exposed before my
eyes, the swimsuit covering her thick labia, revealing their vague outline.

I was afraid I would get hard again, so I quickly looked away.

"Don't you think the phrase 'Where are the green hills not home?' is too bleak. How can it be as optimistic and uplifting as 'Where are the green hills not home?'
If it's for a girl's name, I think this one is better..."

"Hmm? What you said makes a lot of sense. Pfft, you can really make a big deal out of just two characters in a name,
you're quite the chatterbox..." she chuckled, covering her mouth.

"..." I stared at the swimming pool ceiling, feeling utterly ridiculous. Had I really
gone from being tongue-tied to being a chatterbox these past few years?

"Are you busy after this?" I called out to He Jia, who was about to leave.

"Hmm?" she asked, turning back. "What's up?"

"Let's have dinner together, I wanted to thank you..."

She tilted her head, thought for a moment, and smiled, "Sure."

"You seem quite familiar with this place," He Jia said, looking around the dining area.

"Of course, my company is right next door, hehe, I come here often..."

"What kind of work?" she asked.

"Market research, intelligence analysis..." I made up a story.

"Intelligence analysis..." she chuckled, speechless.

"Hmm... it's kind of intelligence analysis, something like that," I said, too lazy to explain, and asked her, "And you?"

"I studied law, and now I work as an assistant to a business negotiation representative, mainly helping others, filling in gaps...
" she said quickly, seemingly still thinking about what I meant by "intelligence analysis."

"007?" she whispered, leaning on the table.

I spat out a mouthful of water, quickly wiping it with a tissue, and said with a wry smile, "You actually believed me... I
'm not a spy, just data analysis, market forecasting... to put it bluntly, it has no technical content, it's all just bullshit.

" "Uh..." she glared at me fiercely, scolding, "You're so foul-mouthed and rude!"

"Sorry, sorry, it's a habit!"

The early spring night was still quite chilly. Having drunk some red wine, a gust of wind while walking on the street quickly
dissipated the effects of the alcohol.

He Jia wrapped her trench coat tighter, tucked her windblown hair behind her ear, and the alcohol gave her delicate face a
faint blush. She stood there gracefully and said to me, "Then I'll head back now..."

"Hmm, will you come again next week?" I asked, looking into her eyes.

"I should come unless something unexpected happens. What? Want me to teach you again?" she laughed.

"Is that not allowed?"

"Hehe, okay, see you next week, call me..."

"I'll take you," I said.

I hailed a taxi, and we got into the back seat together. We arrived at her apartment building quickly.

Before getting out of the car, she smiled and said, "I'll be going now..."

I glanced at her and nodded, saying, "Okay, text me when you get home.

" "Your girlfriend? Why didn't you come up with me?" The driver was very talkative, turning his head and winking at me.

"No, we just met. We went swimming together this afternoon..."

"Tch, if I were you, I would have gone up with you. Women these days... are easy to get. Speaking of which...
" I had been listening the whole way, and after getting out of the car, I seemed a little reluctant to leave, wanting to ask him for some more advice...

(Thirty-seven)

"Why are you so late? I've been waiting for almost an hour..." I said resentfully, looking at the He
family who had arrived late.

"Sorry, sorry, I had two yoga classes just now, and I rushed over as soon as I finished..." She
was still wearing the same swimsuit as last week, but her breasts were really flat, flat enough to take off and land an airplane.

"Oh? You practice yoga? How do you still have the energy to swim?" I asked, puzzled.

She chuckled and said, "What's wrong with that? Yoga isn't strenuous exercise; it's perfect as a
warm-up for swimming."

"Do you live alone?" I asked, leaning against the pool wall with her after swimming.

"Yes, why?" she glanced at me.

"Hmm..." I touched my nose and said, "I mean, do you have a boyfriend?"

"What? Trying to woo me?" she joked.

"Can't I?" I joked back.

"That depends on your performance..." she raised her chin, her high nose bridge making my eyes narrow involuntarily.
I couldn't help but exclaim, "So sexy!

" "So you don't have one yet?" I asked.

"Hmm..." she nodded.

"Did you?" I asked again.

"We broke up last year... Hey? Are you interrogating a criminal!" she glared at me, angrily.

"I'm just concerned about you!"

"Pah, I don't care..."

"Why did you break up?"

"Long-distance relationship. Oh dear, why are you still asking!"

"..."

"Want to come up for a bit?" she asked me downstairs at He's apartment.

"Sure," I nodded vigorously, remembering what the driver had said last week.

"Sit wherever you like, it's a bit small, what would you like to drink?" she said, putting down her bag and tidying up.

"Anything is fine," I looked around her studio apartment, over 40 square meters, fully furnished,
except for the lack of a kitchen.

"Can I take a look?" I asked, pointing to the photo album on the table.

"Look, these are all my photos, feel free to look!" she said, holding a kettle and peeking out with a smile.

"You have naturally curly hair?" I asked, looking at her childhood photos.

"Yes!" she said, leaning closer to look with me.

"I always thought you had your hair permed..." I looked up at her hair, then
touched it , saying, "It really doesn't look permed..."

She slapped my hand away, scolding, "Can you tell the difference between naturally curly hair and permed hair?" Then she rolled
her eyes at and said, "I think you're just taking advantage of me!"

"Why not?" I grabbed the hand that had just slapped me and asked with a smile.

"What do you think?!" Her face was a little red, her full lips slightly parted, and I felt as if the tip of her nose
was right in front of me, so sexy, and I really wanted to lick it with my tongue.

"Did you make me say that?" I stared into her eyes and then, taking advantage of her distraction, I suddenly
pulled her into my arms and lowered my head to kiss her full lips.

"Mmm... get off... mmm... no," she struggled on my thighs,
but when my hand grasped her breasts, she immediately lost her strength, slowly softened, and
began to respond to my kiss.

"Use a condom..." Just as I was about to enter her body, she blocked me with her knee and rolled her
eyes .

She reached into the bedside table and took a condom, skillfully putting it on me. After putting it on, she
playfully flicked it against my hard penis and giggled, "You're quite strong, young man!"

"Really? Do you like it?" I lifted her chin.

"Hmm... well, that depends on its performance..." she said with her eyes closed.

"I'll show you..."

"Oh... slower! It hurts a little..." she said, frowning, her straight nose
wrinkling as she frowned.

"You're quite wet, why does it still hurt?" I stopped, my glans inside her vagina,
feeling its warmth and wetness.

"It's been a while since I've done it, I guess I'm not used to it yet. It'll be fine in a bit, slow down, okay?"

Her small hands held the rest of my penis, slowly guiding my insertion speed and rhythm.

"Oh... so hard, so full..." she sighed
with .

"Do you like it?" I asked, slowly thrusting my penis in and out.

"We'll have to see how you do..." she opened her eyes and smiled mischievously.

"Damn!" I laughed and cursed, "Then you wait!"

"Ah... slow down, it's too fast, I can't take it, oh... so deep! It's so full, slow down,
please, slow down, the feeling is too intense, no..." My penis was thrusting rapidly in and out of her vagina,
making it hard for her long-awaited vagina to adapt.

"So do you like it?" I asked, panting.

"I like it! Slow down, let me catch my breath, okay?" she grabbed my arm and pleaded.

"Don't you masturbate?" I slowed down and asked.

"Yes, but my fingers aren't as thick as your penis." she rolled her eyes at me and scolded.

"Don't you need any tools?" I looked up at the bedside drawer, wanting to open it and see what else was inside
.

"What are you looking at, your eyes are so sharp..." she covered my eyes and said.

"Is there one?" I pressed.

"No, no, really no..." she stammered, but her flushed face betrayed her.

I reached into the drawer, my penis still inside her vagina, and pulled out a vibrator. I examined it
briefly and said, "This one?"

"Hmm..." She nodded, seemingly embarrassed that I had caught her.

"It's not very thick, but it looks about the same size as my dick..." I was about to
compare it to mine when she pulled me onto her.

"No! If you want to see, you can see it after we're done. Now..." she whispered in my ear.

"Now what?"

"Fuck me now! I'm feeling it, I'm so wet!"

"Oh... harder, it feels so good..."

I left the He family's apartment in the middle of the night without even getting a good look at the vibrator. She hid it after we were done
. The He family didn't want me to leave, but I had to go to work the next day, and my briefcase was still at home. I had no choice but

to steel myself, put on my clothes, and leave under her resentful gaze. Before leaving, I pinched her bare breasts and
said, "I'll feed you later, don't rush. If you haven't had enough, use that stick, haha..."

Amid her curses of "shameless, perverted," I fled in panic.

Sitting in the taxi, savoring the passion of the moment, he felt a little regretful that they only did it twice. He smacked his lips,
the scent of her breasts still lingering in his mouth, or perhaps more accurately, the fragrance of her lotion. However, her breasts were
so small and flat that they were almost too small to grasp with his hands; only her nipples were worth playing with.

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