I satisfied the young woman from HBN.

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That was my first year in South Korea. Since it was the first time our school had enrolled international students, we didn't have dedicated dormitories. Instead, they set aside a section within the existing student dorms for us. I was the only Chinese student among all the international students, and I shared a dorm with two Saudis and an American. Because of the strong body odor of Middle Eastern people, I couldn't stand it after a few days, so I applied for a housing allowance and moved into a family-run apartment in a building near the school. I'm of Korean ethnicity, and although my Korean wasn't great, I had no major communication problems with this family. It was a family of four. The husband, in his early thirties, worked on construction sites, very busy, often working for several days in a row. He reportedly earned over 600,000 won (equivalent to about 4,000 RMB) in three days. The woman was a few years younger than her husband, twenty-seven at the time. While not exceptionally beautiful, she had delicate features, fair skin, and a good figure. She possessed the typical gentle and virtuous character of a South Korean woman, always smiling, revealing a set of pearly white teeth. My two children, a four-year-old boy and a two-year-old girl, run around the house all day, or peek at what I'm doing from my bedroom door. I don't really like kids, so I usually ignore them. Sometimes, when they get really annoying, I curse them in Chinese: "Fuck your mother!" It feels especially good to curse them in front of the young woman; she just smiles after I do it. The first year of school wasn't too demanding. After class in the morning, I usually went home, did some homework, drew sketches, studied Korean, and then watched TV and chatted with the young woman. She didn't work; she got married after graduating from university and had been staying home to take care of the housework and children ever since. Since we were about the same age, and I was a foreigner, we had a lot to talk about, and we quickly became very familiar with each other. She wasn't as reserved as before, and she started calling me by my nickname instead of the respectful "Mrs. XX." I also changed from calling her "Azuma" (a South Korean term for married women) to calling her "Nuna" (a male term for older sister). At that time, apart from occasionally visiting brothels with that American guy from school, I didn't have a stable sex life. So at home, I often fantasized about Jung-sook's plump buttocks. But even if I had those thoughts, I wouldn't dare to do anything inappropriate, knowing that her husband was very strong. But fate had other plans, and what was bound to happen still happened! One night, I came home drunk after drinking with my classmates. When Jung-sook saw me staggering around, she scolded me while helping me into the room, making up the bed for me, and making me lie down. Actually, I wasn't as drunk as I seemed. South Korean soju is strong but not that intoxicating. Although my body wasn't very responsive, my mind was still clear. I was just a little tipsy. I was lying in bed, and Sister Zhengshu was bending over to help me take off my shirt. My attention, however, was drawn to her full breasts. "Sister~~~~" She hummed in response and continued taking off my socks. "What's wrong?" I pointed to her chest. "It's wet." She looked down, her face flushed red, and she rolled her eyes at me before turning and running away. It turned out that something had gotten wet on the tips of her breasts, clinging tightly to her breasts and clearly showing the outline of her nipples. From what I observed, it was definitely breast milk, because I had seen her breastfeeding her daughter a few times when I woke up in the morning. Although the girl could eat solid food, it seemed she hadn't been weaned yet. After lying there for a while, my dizziness subsided, so I got out of bed to get some water. When I came out of the room, I found her lying on her side on the floor, propping her head up with her hand, watching TV. I plopped down behind her, and Sister Zhengshu turned around, her face still flushed. "Are you thirsty?" I nodded and noticed that she had changed into a short-sleeved shirt. Sister Zhengshu took a water bottle from the refrigerator for me. I downed half of it in one go. Seeing that she was still waiting, I handed her the bottle. She took it, put it back in the refrigerator, and then came back and sat on the floor. I glanced at her sideways and said, "Sister, the baby is so big, why are you still breastfeeding? I heard it affects a woman's figure." Sister Zhengshu's face turned red again, this time even her ears turned red. She turned around and punched my leg hard. I yelled exaggeratedly, and Sister Zhengshu's eyes widened: "The baby is asleep, don't wake them up." I groaned and rubbed my leg. She ignored me and focused on watching TV. For a while, neither of us spoke. I sat there for a while, feeling bored, and went back to my room to sleep. Since it was Sunday, I slept until after ten o'clock. After waking up, I felt a little regretful about what happened last night: I should have been more careful not to be so frivolous with her... Just as I was lost in thought, the door suddenly opened a crack, and Sister Zhengshu's son poked his head in. Seeing me looking at him, he quickly pulled his head back and shouted from outside, "Mom~ Mom~ Brother's awake!" Damn it, this little rascal, I call your mom "sister" and you call me "brother," isn't that a generational difference? "Jun! Come out for dinner!" Sister Zhengshu called me from outside. I lazily got out of bed, went to the bathroom to wash up, plucked two nose hairs, and looked in the mirror: Hmm, what an energetic young man. While eating, I glanced at Sister Zhengshu, who was acting as usual, so I stopped thinking about it and focused on my meal. After only a few bites, Sister Zhengshu asked if I had anything planned for the day. I said no, and she raised an eyebrow and said casually, "Then come with me to go shopping." So we went, and with the two chattering little ones, the four of us made it feel like a family. But I was secretly delighted. Before we got out of the taxi, the driver said to me, "Your son looks a lot like your wife." I chuckled, and Sister Zhengshu blushed deeply. Before she could even retort, I pulled her out of the car. Watching the taxi drive away, Sister Zhengshu stomped her feet, "Look, look! I didn't even have time to explain! What are people going to think?" I pulled her into the supermarket, "Forget it, forget it, we don't know each other anyway, what's the big deal if there's a misunderstanding?" From the basement to the top floor, Sister Zhengshu didn't give me a good look, and she stuffed all the vegetables, meat, drinks, and alcohol she bought into my hands, making me so tired that my back ached and my arms felt like they were about to fall off. But Sister Zhengshu completely ignored my exhaustion and walked around the mall with great enthusiasm. I protested many times, but it was no use until she had finished shopping. An accident occurred as we were leaving the mall. Zhengshu's daughter, perhaps because she hadn't seen sunlight in a long time, ran excitedly down the steps in front of the mall. Zhengshu kept calling for her to come back, and hurriedly chased after her, but tripped and fell. I put down what I was carrying and took a few steps forward to help her up. "Are you alright, sister? How are you?" She looked up at her daughter, who had somehow returned to her side, and breathed a sigh of relief. "I'm fine," she said, standing up with my help. She took a step and cried out, "Ouch!" I quickly asked what was wrong. Zhengshu gasped, "My ankle!" I knelt down and rolled up her trouser leg to examine it. From the outside, it didn't look like anything serious, but she cried out in pain at the slightest touch; it seemed quite twisted. I wanted to take her to the hospital, but Zhengshu insisted on staying home and letting her rest. I helped her into a taxi, put the two children and the groceries in the car, and told the driver where we were going. I got out of the car at the building entrance and looked at Sister Zhengshu, who was still grimacing and tucking her legs in. I thought to myself, "I'm going to be exhausted today." I told the two kids to watch the things, and then I squatted down in front of Sister Zhengshu. "Come on, I'll carry you up." Sister Zhengshu said no, she could go up by herself. I glared at her, and she pouted and stopped talking. I leaned back a little, then took her hands and put them on my shoulders and pulled her forward. Sister Zhengshu's soft body pressed against my back. I felt a secret thrill, then I grabbed her legs and got up. Sister Zhengshu... (href="http://udmgroup").Her two soft breasts pressed tightly against my back, and I could almost feel her nipples against my back: it seemed she wasn't wearing a bra! I deliberately twisted my body to confirm my feeling; she really wasn't wearing one. Sister Zhengshu seemed to sense our close contact and shifted uncomfortably. The squeezing and twisting of her breasts against my back made me weak all over: "Sister Zhengshu, please don't move, I need to go upstairs." Sister Zhengshu obediently lay on my back, and I carried her step by step up to the fourth floor, feeling the warmth and softness of her breasts. Time really flies; it felt like we were home in the blink of an eye. What a bummer! The first thing I did when I got home was to treat her injury. It seemed like I couldn't use the soju. I had Sister Zhengshu sit on a stool, and then took out the Sanjiu Longbin liquor I'd kept for myself from the room to rub on her wound. Although I didn't have any liniment, this would do; the effect should be about the same, right? As soon as I took off Jung-sook's socks, she started struggling, saying she didn't need me and wanted to treat herself. I looked up at her flushed face, then said sternly, "Jung-sook, if you keep acting up, I'll get upset!" She calmed down, glanced at the two children watching the commotion, and then said to me in a voice barely above a whisper, "Be gentle... I'm afraid of pain..." I opened the bottle, poured some wine into my palm, and applied it to her wound. Then I placed her foot on my knee and gently massaged it. To be honest, I wasn't sure if this would work, but a massage should help, right? At first, I could focus on my treatment, but gradually my attention was drawn to Jung-sook's small feet: I had never really appreciated a woman's feet before, and now, looking at them so closely, they were quite alluring, and the more I looked, the more beautiful they seemed. Sister Zhengshu's feet were very small, and extremely fair and delicate. The soles and ankles, which were in constant contact with shoes and socks, did not have rough skin. The most beautiful part was her toes, each one perfectly round and soft, unlike my toes, which were thick and hard. Her toenails were coated with a layer of glossy oil, making them look very translucent. I couldn't help but lean in and try to put them in my mouth, but I quickly realized my mistake and restrained myself. However, I still couldn't resist taking a deep sniff. Sister Zhengshu had walked for most of the day, yet her feet didn't smell bad at all; instead, they had a faint scent of soap! My movements became even gentler, and my hands were no longer limited to her ankles but were kneading every part of her feet, all the while inhaling that intoxicating fragrance—and of course, the smell of white wine. I was completely captivated by Jung-sook's beautiful feet, forgetting the time, the place, everything. All I could see were those delicate, alluring little feet. I was startled awake by a barely audible moan from Jung-sook. I hurriedly looked up, only to meet her flustered gaze. She quickly closed her eyes, turning her flushed face away, and gently tried to pull her foot out of my grasp. Seeing her shy expression, I felt dizzy, my heart pounding, and I almost couldn't control the urge to pounce on her. Just then, my phone rang. My hand instinctively loosened its grip, and Jung-sook seized the opportunity to pull her foot back, then curled her legs up, burying her face deeply in the crook of her arms. I sighed and went back to my room to answer the phone. When I came out, Jung-sook was gone, and her bedroom door was tightly closed. It was getting dark; I checked my watch—it was almost dinnertime. I looked at the closed bedroom door, shook my head and smiled. Looks like I'll have to cook this meal. What should I make? I only know how to cook three dishes. Jung-sook loves chicken, so I'll make that. Braised chicken wings are my best dish. I won't go into the details, but it took an hour and a half to finish all three dishes. I also reheated the leftover soup from this morning; you know, South Koreans can't eat without soup. After setting the table, I went to Jung-sook's bedroom door and pressed my ear against it. It was completely silent inside. Asleep? I knocked, but there was no sound. I knocked again, and Jung-sook seemed to wake up. I heard her exclaim, "Ah! What should I do? What should I do?!" Jung-sook opened the door sheepishly, saying, "Slept...slept too long...I'll make you dinner right away!" I chuckled and moved aside. Jung-sook looked up, about to step forward, but saw the table already set and the dinner I had prepared. "You...you made this??" Jung-sook looked at me in surprise. "You can cook?" "Wow! There's chicken!" Jung-sook limped to the table like a child. "It smells so good! Kids, come and eat!" She sat down and started to eat, but I frowned. "How can you be so dirty? You don't even wash your hands before eating?" She glared at me, then took the two children to wash their hands. When she came back, she glared at me again. I could only smile wryly. What can I do? She's a woman. "Mmm, delicious, delicious!" Jung-sook, with her mouth full of chicken, was completely different from her usual virtuous and composed self. Her eyes were smiling as she looked at me, her little head nodding like a chick pecking at rice, making her ponytail jiggle. "Delicious?" I rested my chin on my hand, watching Jung-sook's adorable eating. "Mmm-hmm-hmm~~~" She nodded repeatedly, her right hand gripping a chicken wing and gnawing on it, while her left hand reached into the plate for the biggest chicken wing. Watching her greasy little mouth munching on the chicken wing, her cheeks puffing out as she chewed, I chuckled and whispered, "Jung-sook, you're so cute." "Hmm?" She looked up at me, her face full of confusion. "Ugh...?" "Oh~~ I told you to eat slowly, there's more in the pot." "Hmm~~" She nodded, casually stuffing a chicken wing into my mouth, gesturing for me to eat too. I smiled at her, and she squinted her eyes and grinned back, even giving me a thumbs-up. I took a couple of bites, but my attention was drawn back to Jung-sook's adorable appearance. So I simply dropped the wings and just kept watching her, watching her chubby cheeks, her constantly moving little mouth, and her sucking on her sauce-covered fingers one by one... Time just passed by like that... I stared in disbelief as the three of them ate the entire bag of chicken wings I had made, leaving nothing behind. Jung-sook even took some out of the pot and ate them all! Jeong-sook glanced awkwardly at her empty plate, then stole a look at me. "Uh... um... hehe... it's so delicious!" When she saw the spotless table in front of me, and then the pile of bones in front of her, her little face turned bright red. "This... this... Jun-na... this is pretty good too... you eat this." She pushed the cucumber and egg stir-fry, which hadn't been touched at all, in front of me. "I'll get you some rice." The two children lay on the floor with their bellies round like little pigs. As for me, I ate my rice half-heartedly, my eyes fixed on the pile of chicken bones in front of Jeong-sook. Jeong-sook was restless, unsure whether to clean up or not: in South Korea, it's considered very impolite to clean up before someone has finished eating. Finally, I decided to let her off the hook, quickly finished my rice, and then got up to clean up the table. Zhengshu thought I was angry and looked at me in surprise. "Um... um... I can clean up. Why don't you go watch TV?" I grinned at her. "I'll do it today. Weren't you injured?" She paused, then fell silent, watching me clear the table and wash the dishes, lost in thought... After everything was tidied up, Zhengshu and I carried the two sleepy children to their room and put them to bed. Then we returned to the living room. Zhengshu sat on a stool, while I sat on the floor in front of her, staring blankly at the TV. After some time, I turned to look at Zhengshu. "Sister, does your foot still hurt?" "Much better..." she replied, her eyes still glued to the TV. I got up and lifted her feet onto my thighs. "Sister, shall I massage your feet?" Before she could answer, I began massaging her ankles. Zhengshu didn't react much, just smiled at me. "Thank you for your hard work today." "Isn't this what I should do? It's nothing." I continued gently massaging Zhengshu's soft little feet until I realized she had fallen asleep. I boldly lowered my head and kissed her smooth, white instep, then lowered it, intending to go back to the room to get her a blanket. Suddenly, I noticed her rapidly heaving breasts—they were wet again! Her two erect nipples stood clearly through her soaked cotton t-shirt. I felt dizzy, my heart racing. I tried to control my impulse, kneeling before her to carefully examine her delicate face. Truly, she looked like a fairy fallen to earth, so pure and captivating… My mind began to haze, as if she were my girlfriend. Naturally, I brought my lips to her red lips and kissed them gently, then kissed her deeply again. I gently licked her lips with the tip of my tongue… Zheng Shu's lips and her eyes slowly opened. Her eyes radiated a tenderness that intoxicated me, and a smooth tongue slowly emerged from her lips, gently touching mine."Sharp." I stood up and reached out my hand to her. She looked up at me, slowly sat up, and took my hand. I pulled her into the room. Standing opposite each other in the darkness, I gently stroked Jung-sook's small hand, lightly tracing her palm with my index finger: "Sister, I like you." Jung-sook looked up at me, smiled, and nodded. My heart was filled with tenderness as I gently stroked her bare arm. She closed her eyes, her soft breathing gradually becoming rapid. With my caresses, she occasionally let out soft moans. I was extremely aroused, but I knew I had to restrain myself, because what I wanted was not just my own satisfaction, but to reach the climax of sex with this lovely woman, to give her an experience beyond anything else. Suddenly, I pulled her into my arms, holding her tightly, my hands stroking her back incessantly, telling her in her ear again and again how much I loved her. Jung-sook's breathing gradually became heavy, and her body began to heat up. I gently kissed her ear: "Sister~~~ Do you want it?" She didn't answer, but instead snuggled closer to me. I sat on the bed, spread Jung-sook's legs apart so she could straddle them, then slipped my hands inside her shirt and gently kneaded her soft, full breasts. Jung-sook cupped my face in her hands, kissed me on the lips, and held the kiss for a long time. Many people don't take kissing very seriously, but my long experience and information from various sources have taught me that kissing is a very important flirting technique. For sensitive women, kissing can greatly arouse their desire. I patiently and meticulously used the five-word mantra of softness, length, depth, heat, and liveliness on Sister Zhengshu, constantly touching her soft, fragrant tongue with the tip of my tongue, sometimes fast, sometimes gentle, occasionally taking her lips into my mouth to suck and lick. When her breathing became rapid, I slowed down the pace, turned my head, and continued the teasing of my lips from a different angle. After repeating this several times, Sister Zhengshu's body completely slumped in my arms, her two arms hanging limply, unconsciously stroking my waist and hips. I held her and lay down on the bed, continuing to kiss her while slowly peeling off her pants, then pushing her clothes under her chin, and then kneading her smooth, firm buttocks. Just as I reached for my belt, Jung-sook suddenly found strength from nowhere and almost frantically tore off my shirt. She then began kissing my chest wildly, her breath coming in short gasps, while her hands continued unbuckling my belt. I cooperated by pulling down my pants, but before I could even take off my underwear, Jung-sook buried her face in my crotch, her wet lips kissing and caressing my penis through my underwear. I lay on the bed, letting her moan as she kissed my penis until I could no longer endure it. I didn't rush to take off my underwear, which was already soaked with Jung-sook's saliva, letting my penis swell and become erect. Instead, I used my mouth to find her wet lips, while simultaneously caressing her breasts with my hands. Because she was still breastfeeding, Jung-sook's breasts were incredibly soft and full, breathtakingly so. I explored and kneaded them, and soon my hands were soaked with milk seeping from her nipples. Stimulated by my hands, both nipples were already swollen and erect. I released Jung-sook's mouth and lowered my head to suckle one nipple. After just a gentle suck, several spurts of warm milk gushed out. Jung-sook tilted her head back and groaned loudly, simultaneously thrusting her breast forcefully against me. I sucked hard again, and even more milk gushed out, filling my mouth. Amid her groans, I greedily suckled and swallowed the milk meant to nourish her daughter, while my other hand didn't forget to caress the other nipple, sometimes gently pulling and sometimes slowly kneading it, making the already swollen nipple even more swollen. One of my thighs was between Jung-sook's legs. As I emptied one breast and switched to the other, Jung-sook's body went limp, and at the same time, I felt a surge of heat gushing out from my thigh. I released the nipple from my mouth: "Sis, was it comfortable?" "Mmm~" Sister Jung-sook nodded languidly in my arms. I pinched her swollen nipple and tugged at it: "I haven't finished sucking yet... do you want to continue?" Sister Jung-sook buried her face in my chest, "Then you~ you continue~ my breasts are so swollen..." I chuckled and lowered my head again to suckle the nipple that hadn't been emptied yet. I had already suckled Sister Jung-sook's milk dry for a long time, but I wasn't satisfied. I kept alternating between sucking on both nipples, hoping to drink some more. Sister Jung-sook's nipples were surprisingly swollen at this time, and even the two areolas were protruding, giving me a feeling that they might explode at any moment. At the same time, the two nipples were extremely sensitive. Just a light touch would make Sister Jung-sook's whole body spasm. My thighs were already a slippery mess, covered with the fluid that had flowed from between Sister Jung-sook's legs. I laid her down on the bed, parted her two snow-white thighs, revealing her wet, pink vulva. Zheng Shu's pubic hair was so thick that I had to part it with my hands to see her genitals clearly. I licked her vulva with my tongue, causing her body to tremble and her labia to open and close repeatedly. I couldn't resist kissing her deeply, covering her fragrant labia with my mouth, and then gently scraping her soft cleft with my tongue. Zheng Shu suddenly pressed her hands against the back of my head, her hips pressing against my mouth, emitting sobbing sounds. I inserted my tongue deep into her vagina, stirring it around. Zheng Shu's hands tore at the sheets and grabbed my hair, her lower body twisting incessantly. I adjusted my body angle, moving my lower body in front of her, and intensified the licking of her genitals with my tongue. Jung-sook let out a soft moan, then suddenly grabbed my hard penis and took it deeply into her mouth. I rolled over and straddled her, burying my head even deeper between her legs. Jung-sook also tried to lift her head repeatedly, using her mouth to manipulate my penis. We embraced each other's buttocks, rolling around on the bed, giving each other oral sex. Sometimes she was on top, sometimes I was, but we never let our mouths leave each other's genitals. Jung-sook's hot, wet mouth tightly enveloped my glans, her hot breath spraying rapidly onto my scrotum, causing waves of throbbing in my lower body. Finally, under Jung-sook's intense sucking, I couldn't control the surging pleasure; my penis and testicles throbbed and pulsated violently. I tried to pull my penis out of her mouth, but Jung-sook held my buttocks tightly, instead pushing my glans even deeper into her mouth. I could no longer control the urge to ejaculate. With each increasingly intense spasm in my lower body, my first spurt of semen erupted powerfully into Jung-sook's mouth. Panting heavily, I lay on top of Jung-sook, savoring the lingering pleasure after ejaculation. Jung-sook didn't let me go, continuing to gently suckle my penis, her soft tongue swirling around my already shrunken glans. Unable to resist this gentle licking, my penis became erect again, hard and erect in her mouth. After Jung-sook finished sucking, she released it: "Jun... I want... I want..." I couldn't help but laugh out loud, then climbed off her body and knelt between her legs: "Come on, Jung-sook, spread your legs yourself." Hearing me say this, Jung-sook gave me a reproachful scolding, but covered her face with her hands. I grasped my erect penis, gently spread her snow-white, plump thighs to their limit, then lifted them and pressed them against her sides. Zheng Shu readily wrapped her arms around her legs. I chuckled and pulled her hands to her genitals: "Sister, spread them yourself..." Seeing she didn't move, I helped her. I forced Zheng Shu to use her hands to pull apart her labia majora, revealing two soft, engorged labia minora. I admired and caressed them for a while, then grasped my penis again, rubbing the glans back and forth against her moist, warm vaginal opening. Zheng Shu's labia minora, like other women who had given birth, were very soft, but the rubbing of the glans still gave me an intense, soul-stirring pleasure. I inserted the head of my penis slightly, then held the base and swirled it around at the entrance of her vagina. Soon, her vagina secreted a large amount of fluid. I swirled the head of my penis even more forcefully at the entrance. Zheng Shu's body trembled, her buttocks heaving eagerly as I swirled, trying to take my penis inside her. Instead, I pulled the head of my penis out. Zheng Shu, in her haste, shook her round buttocks repeatedly. I pressed her down and made her spread her vagina wider. Zheng Shu quickly spread her labia wider, eagerly awaiting my penetration. Thinking I was about to penetrate her, she groaned and spread her vagina into a round opening, but I didn't penetrate. Instead, I began to thrust my erect penis into her wide-open vulva. At first, Zheng Shu only moaned softly as I thrust, but as the force of my thrusts increased, her voice gradually became more excited, and her buttocks heaved incessantly, welcoming the thrusts of my penis. "You...you...hurry up...give it to me, okay?" Sister Zhengshu's voice sounded like she was crying. I chuckled, ignoring her pleas, and continued my brutal torture with the flesh whip. To be honest, I didn't really enjoy this kind of highly stimulating foreplay—for an aroused woman, it was a...The unbearable torment was no less intense for a man. If it weren't for my intense fascination with the usually demure and virtuous Jung-sook's current alluring and seductive state, I would have already ejaculated. Jung-sook seemed to have gone mad, wildly swaying her hips and buttocks, emitting almost screaming moans, pleading, "Please... stop teasing me... I can't take it anymore..." I excitedly continued to pound her genitals. Jung-sook's fluids were more plentiful than I'd imagined; with each thrust, they splattered everywhere, not only making a mess of her crotch but also soaking a large patch of her thighs. "Damn it..." I wiped the splashed fluid from my face, deciding not to continue—I couldn't take it anymore either. I stopped whipping her and aimed my wet glans at Jung-sook's vaginal opening. She looked up, her beautiful eyes gazing eagerly at our crotch, while she parted her labia a little more. I got into position, even inserting part of my glans. Jung-sook rested her head on the pillow, closed her eyes, and held her breath, waiting for my penetration. I slowly pushed my penis in a little, then quickly pulled it out. Jung-sook sighed in disappointment, looking at me pitifully with her eyes. Taking advantage of this moment, I suddenly thrust my entire penis into her vagina. Caught completely off guard, Jung-sook's legs snapped open as I thrust into her, her eyes widened, and she let out a long groan. I lay on top of her, chuckling, and asked, "Is it comfortable?" It took Jung-sook a while to catch her breath. She pulled her hands from between her legs and wrapped them around my neck, lowering her thighs to entwine around my buttocks. "You naughty boy~" she said playfully, gently biting my nose. "You always bully your older sister~" I kissed her thin lips, then slowly rotated my hips, stirring my penis inside her vagina. Jung-sook sighed again, but this time she seemed satisfied. Actually, Jung-sook's vagina wasn't very tight, after all, she had given birth to two children. But this didn't seem to be a problem—in fact, from the moment I penetrated her, Jung-sook's vagina kept gripping, making me feel very comfortable, and with each of my movements, her delicate moans never stopped. Gradually, I was no longer satisfied with slowly stirring my penis. I reached back, grabbed Jung-sook's thighs, and then knelt up, beginning to thrust forcefully. As I thrust in and out, Jung-sook's labia repeatedly slid in and out, thick fluid gushing from my penis. Sometimes I thrust wildly like a storm, sometimes gently like a drizzle, driving Jung-sook crazy. She tossed her head back and forth, her buttocks twisting like a millstone, unconsciously moaning. The contractions of her soft vagina sent waves of pleasure through me; I felt an intense, burning urge to release my pent-up desire. I held her thighs tightly, kissing and licking them, while my hips continued to thrust rapidly, my lower abdomen and scrotum slapping against her buttocks with increasingly loud slapping sounds. Jung-sook's moans grew louder and louder. After hundreds of such frenzied thrusts, although I still didn't feel the urge to ejaculate, my lower back was starting to give way. So I slowed down, parting Jung-sook's thighs to expose our intimately connected genitals. As I slowly and firmly thrust in and out, I looked down, reaching my hand between her legs to stroke her thick pubic hair. Then, I parted the hair to carefully observe the movement of my penis in and out of her vagina, and suddenly noticed that Jung-sook's clitoris was now erect and protruding like a small penis! I gently pinched it, and Jung-sook trembled, her moans suddenly rising in intensity. I parted the tender flesh on either side of her clitoris, making it protrude even more, and then gently rubbed it with my fingers. Jung-sook convulsed, her body burning hot, her hands gripping the mattress tightly, making long, strange noises. Seeing her so excited, I quickly withdrew my penis from her vagina and knelt between her legs. Just as she began to grumble in dissatisfaction, I had already taken her clitoris into my mouth, while simultaneously inserting my middle finger deep into her vagina. I gently bit the base of her clitoris, my tongue darting across it rapidly. Then, I opened my teeth and forcefully sucked on it, my fingers constantly swirling inside her vagina. Sister Zheng Shu was covered in sweat, her body trembling violently. I could clearly see the muscles in her legs twitching as she shook, and the contractions inside her vagina intensified, making it difficult even for my fingers to move. "Ah ... Because she had her legs clamped together, I felt a tightness inside her vagina. At the same time, Jung-sook was squeezing her vagina repeatedly from the moment I entered, just like before. I thrust in and out of her vagina while kneading her large buttocks with both hands. Then I climbed onto her back, moving my hips and reaching under her to grasp her breasts. Gradually, Jung-sook became excited again, burying her face in the pillow, letting out alluring moans as she moved her hips upwards in rhythm with my thrusts. I panted heavily, thrusting in and out, licking and kissing her shoulders and the back of her neck. However, because Jung-sook's buttocks were so full, I felt a lack of power in my thrusts. To release my pent-up desire, I had to get up and pull her up to kneel on the bed. I kissed her high, full buttocks, and then penetrated her vagina from behind. The room was filled with the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh. Jung-sook's soft buttocks rippled with each thrust. Seeing this beautiful sight, I became even more excited, recklessly thrusting my penis into Jung-sook's vagina. Jung-sook buried her face deeply in the pillow, muffled moans escaping from within. I gradually felt a tingling sensation in my perineum, and my testicles slowly contracted. I groaned, trying to relax, but it was no use; the pre-ejaculation pleasure was overwhelming. Like a desperate struggle before death, I gripped Jung-sook's buttocks tightly and thrust wildly. Finally, a wave of tingling numbness washed over my spine, and with the intense throbbing of my penis, my semen shot out like a cannonball into the depths of Jung-sook's vagina, which hadn't stopped convulsing even then… After ejaculating, my vision blurred, and I collapsed weakly behind Jung-sook, feeling utterly exhausted. When I came to my senses, I realized that Jung-sook was still in the same position, her full, round buttocks raised, her body trembling, her plump labia opening and closing irregularly, and her anus contracting incessantly. Then, a stream of white fluid overflowed from her vagina. After a while, Jung-sook slumped down, panting heavily, lying on the bed. I crawled over and pulled her into my arms, my hands gently caressing her body. Jung-sook hugged me, pressing her face tightly against my chest, her sweaty thighs wrapped around my lower body. I never fall asleep immediately after being intimate with a woman, and today was no exception. Despite being exhausted, I kept caressing Jung-sook's soft body, whispering sweet nothings in her ear, and occasionally gently licking her small earlobe... and so we fell asleep in each other's arms... With such a young woman to enjoy sex with, I naturally wouldn't give up any opportunity to be intimate with her. Whenever Jung-sook's husband wasn't home, I would pester her constantly, and Jung-sook never refused me. Seeing my desire, she would try her best to create the conditions. Sometimes, when I couldn't wait, Jung-sook would find a chance when the children weren't looking and we would sneak into the bathroom for a quick time. I knew that Jung-sook couldn't possibly reach orgasm in such a short time, but she never complained, so I could only make it up to her at night. What bothered me most was when Jung-sook's husband was home. Back then, I was young and had a very strong sex drive, but with her husband around, we basically had no chance to be alone together. Out of desperation, I resorted to masturbation. When Jung-sook found out, she risked being discovered by her husband and children to satisfy me as much as possible. One evening after dinner, the whole family was watching TV in the living room. I watched Jung-sook cleaning the room, and before I knew it, I had an erection. After sitting for a while, I couldn't stand it anymore, so I went to the balcony for some fresh air. When Jung-sook was on the balcony, I quietly told her I wanted more. Jung-sook blushed, glanced at her husband watching TV in the living room, and said to me, "Keep an eye on him. If he makes any noise, tell me immediately." She then squatted down, took my penis out, and sucked it vigorously. I ejaculated in a very short time. Then we quickly tidied ourselves up and went back to the living room… At this point, my story with Jung-sook seems to have ended, but that's not the case. After graduating from university, I didn't return to my home country but found a job in South Korea. Now…I've rented an apartment near the company, and Jung-sook comes over every Sunday to spend time with me. Sometimes, if circumstances allow, she even stays overnight. Although Jung-sook knows I have a girlfriend, she never says anything about it to me. Sometimes, after we've made love, she looks at me wistfully and says, "What will you do when you go back to China?"

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