Sit on the ground and suck up the soil to vent your desires

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The May Day holiday finally arrived after months of anticipation. I was exhausted, truly exhausted. Twelve hours a day, seventy or eighty hours a week, three hundred and forty or fifty hours a month—my body and mind were on the verge of collapse. I finished work early Thursday afternoon, lay in bed, and slept until dawn. Although I was very hungry, I felt incredibly refreshed. I couldn't remember the last time I'd slept so long, or how well I'd rested. My spirits were like a withered tree rejuvenated by spring rain, bursting with vitality, so vibrant, so full of life. It was already bright, but still early. There were countless scenic spots nearby, most of which I'd only heard of. Perhaps I should go and see them, lest my friends laugh at me. Although we rarely get together, almost never, there will always be times, right? The Jinlong Great Wall, though not as famous or majestic as Badaling, was still teeming with visitors during the holiday. The sun was intensely red, almost scorching. The women, seemingly unfazed by the sun's heat, wore very little clothing, making them quite alluring. For a young man like me, who had been focused solely on work for months and was inexperienced in such matters, this was incredibly arousing. I glanced around, not only at the scenery but also at the colors: lace black briefs, pink semi-transparent panties, white boxer briefs… The Great Wall was high and steep, and the view beneath their skirts… More beautiful than any scenery, a white tank top and a short white skirt passed by me. I paused briefly, and when she reached the fifth step ahead of me, I looked up again. Everything was white—not just her clothes, but her skin, especially her buttocks and thighs. A pair of purple, sexy, sheer, and alluring panties with many small holes barely covered the color of her pubic area, but couldn't hide its shape… My mouth and nose felt hot, and more importantly, my head was spinning. So I quickened my pace, keeping pace with her, climbing side by side. I saw her face, and of course, I could roughly tell her age—a bit older. But what could I do when my head was spinning? "Sister, you're in great shape! I haven't seen anyone with such fair skin and such a healthy body in a long time. Do you exercise often?" "Yeah, I get bored being alone, so I often go for a run in the morning and evening." A simple question, an even shorter answer, but seemingly brief words revealed a lot. Of course, I only cared about the most important piece of information: boredom. Hmm, I like it… The Great Wall isn't long, I'm referring to the Golden Dragon Great Wall, of course. We reached its end as we chatted happily, feeling like we'd known each other forever. The sun was even more scorching, shining directly overhead, our shadows overlapping our feet. We were all sweaty, but even more sexy and fiery. Sexy was her figure, and fiery was my gaze, in addition to hers. I invited her to lunch, and she didn't refuse. So, I found a hotel, ostensibly to take a shower first. It was only the first day of May Day, so naturally we weren't in a rush to go back, and neither was she. But perhaps we shared a similar preference: disliking carrying luggage, being able to wash our sweaty clothes at the hotel, and not needing to wear clothes while washing—a towel was enough. When I tried to bring lunch to the room, she stopped me: "Wait a minute, I'm too tired, it's bad for my stomach!" I didn't understand her words until we walked into the room and into the bathroom, and as we naturally started rubbing and kneading each other. She wasn't just rubbing my back, but also my penis; she wasn't just kneading her back, but also pinching her soft, white breasts, which were noticeably sagging. The nipples were dark, but not very large, lacking the elasticity of a young woman, but possessing a mature, full, and satisfying quality. I had never seen nipples so dark before, so I was particularly curious and found them especially sexy, even sexier than my mother's nipples because of their darkness. I was no longer satisfied with just touching them with my hands; I took one in my mouth and sucked deeply twice. "Mmm…oh…" she let out a deep moan, her hands roaming wildly over my back, then she used the showerhead to quickly wash us both. I have to use the word "fast" to describe her speed; it was the fastest shower I'd ever had in over twenty years. In less than a minute, her hand had rubbed against my entire body, including my feet, and she was even holding the showerhead in one hand. This reminded me of a popular phrase from a few years ago: "hand speed." However, I couldn't keep up with her speed, or rather, my hands were only on her breasts and her buttocks. When I realized she was quickly washing herself, I wanted to help her, so I let go of her buttocks and slipped my hand between her legs. It was slippery, even though she hadn't used soap or shower gel. I rubbed it a bit more and found that the slipperiness was only in the slit between her legs and the surrounding area, and it got slipperier the more I rubbed. Then I remembered why the slit between her legs was open. It's not just soap and shower gel that make things slippery; there's also something called secretions. It's open because something has entered or flowed out.Besides being wet from the shower, her pubic hair must have also been wet with vaginal fluid, because I didn't find anything entering her slit, so naturally it was vaginal fluid flowing out. So, when she opened her mouth, my finger accidentally slipped into that slit, into her body. Hmm... Sitting on the ground sucking the soil (II) Hmm...! The nasal sound was deep and powerful enough, a cry from the heart, echoing endlessly, echoing in my heart, lingering, lingering... for a long time. She hugged my back, buried her head in my chest, lowered her head, covered her face, I could feel her body twisting, and I could feel the heat of her wetness from my fingers. It was really hot, so hot that sweat kept pouring from the slit between her legs, sweat pouring down, wetting my hand, flowing onto her legs. The shower spray had been abandoned by her long ago, lying pitifully and sadly in the corner by the wall. Suddenly, she released my back, picked up the showerhead again, and drenched herself, focusing most on her lower body. My hand was pulled away, and I watched as she rubbed her wet and open vulva a few times, then turned off the water, grabbed a towel, and quickly dried us both. And then… of course, I wasn't stupid; I simply picked her up and carried her into the bedroom, throwing her onto the bed. She immediately spread her legs, wrapping them around my waist, and wrapped one arm around my neck, holding me tightly, preventing me from taking a good look at and kissing her body. I had to stop because her other hand guided my already erect penis into her vagina. I moved, I thrust a little, and then her hand released me, then grabbed me again, releasing my penis and grabbing my buttocks. My penis slid effortlessly into her vagina, all the way in, until it reached the opening of another part of her vagina. I knew what it was—like a small, immature mouth, enveloping the tip of my glans, trying to take it all in, but it wasn't big enough. I stopped, afraid of bursting it, but she didn't think so. "Mmm, mmm, oh… faster!" I'm a man, and although I'm not a chauvinist, I'm still a man. So, my waist, my hips, my penis started moving, moving rapidly, like a pile driver. "Oh… ah~!" *Plop, plop…* She kept responding to my attacks, wildly and tirelessly, again and again. I heard her cries, like the bugle call of a warrior charging. I heard the *plop* sounds from our point of contact, like the sound of a large army charging forward. I watched her wildness, listened to her charge, listened to those *plop* sounds, again and again… it didn't slow down for a long time. I started to feel a little guilty. It had been more than twenty minutes. From the moment we entered the bedroom and collapsed on the bed, we went straight to the point, and it had been going on and on until now. I couldn't remember how many times I had thrust my hips, I hadn't even changed my position, because she had been holding me the whole time, always so wild, so incredibly wild. Ah, ah, oh, harder! I told you, I'm a man. In this kind of sport, a man will never bow down and admit defeat in front of a woman. This is a provocation, a naked provocation… I straightened my back, spread her legs apart with my hands, spread them wide, wider than an M, even wider, and held her on the edge of the bed. I stood on the edge of the bed, my feet firmly on the ground, so that I could be more powerful and my waist could be more flexible. I pressed my hands on her spread legs, leaned my body slightly forward, aimed my penis at her honey pot, and with a thrust and a drop of my waist… my penis went in all the way, truly all the way in, pushing into her depths, pushing into her cervix. Ah… she let out a long, long, and high cry, perhaps startling the birds outside the window, which fluttered away. I was very proud. This was praise for a man, the most genuine words of satisfaction for a man, from the bottom of my heart, from the depths of the vagina, which is also the depths of the soul. When a man's penis is pressed against a woman's cervix, it is the moment when the man and woman's hearts intertwine, and their souls merge. So I was very proud, because she was satisfied. Ah, ah, ah… I kept thrusting in and out, she kept moaning, I would occasionally penetrate her cervix, she would occasionally raise her head and let out an "oh," as if it came from her soul, and resonated into my soul, indeed from my soul, entered my soul, I felt a little lightheaded, the movement of a machine, I am a man, but also a person, not a pile driver, if it weren't because I am a man, I think I would have given up long ago, because I am a man, so I persisted, the machine persisted… Ah… um… ooh, ooh, ooh… I came to my senses, no longer the movement of a machine, but she held my buttocks tightly, not letting me move an inch, and she, besides a loud scream, then actually let out a sobbing, her whole body trembling, holding my buttocks tightly, her head held high, sobbing… I was at a loss, I had never been so tired, never been so crazy, and had never seen a woman cry while doing this. Her body was still trembling, her head held high, and she was still moaning incessantly. I could feel her climaxing because there was a strong suction coming from my penis, as if it was trying to pull my penis and my body into hers. I couldn't control myself anymore. Ah~! I roared, thrusting my hips forward, my penis pressed firmly against her cervix, pushing and throbbing... Ah... Waaah... She screamed, trembled, and cried... Plop, plop, plop plop... My semen, with the throbbing of my penis and her screams and cries, shot into her uterus like a machine gun, and was all sucked in by her...

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