nephew and uncle

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1.

The music still lingered in the air. It wasn't the kind of music Mei-ching usually liked, because her uncle had heard her say she hated Sanbo Spring's songs, and now Sanbo Spring's folk songs were playing.

Her uncle used to drink cheap whiskey. Later, as his income increased, he started drinking fine foreign liquor. Until one day, he accidentally drank his old liquor again and realized how he had managed to drink such inferior liquor in the first place.

Although there were so many women in the world, her uncle felt there were too few—meaning there weren't many women worth sleeping with.

That night, he ran across the cold cement floor, wearing only socks, to where he parked his car and drove home. The next day, her uncle went to Mei-ching's place to retrieve his shoes, and naturally, he hugged Mei-ching again.

During sex, Meiqing's body trembled constantly. She was a woman with an extremely strong sex drive, and each time the sensation was different, the tightness of her penis varied. The sucking force inside was sometimes strong and sometimes weak, sometimes feeling like worms wriggling, sometimes like something bouncing.

By the next morning, the uncle could vaguely feel Meiqing's fluids gently rubbing against the head of his penis. Of course, the uncle was already satisfied. He left the room without a word, while Meiqing lay quietly on the bed as if unconscious.

Meiqing couldn't possibly wake up immediately. If someone sneaked into her room, she would definitely be raped. If someone deliberately spied outside, and saw a man step out of the room, thinking, "Great! My chance has come!" and opened the door to go in, Meiqing would naturally be powerless to resist. Meiqing might be waiting for such an opportunity and gladly accepting the advances of an uninvited guest!

The uncle suddenly had a thought. He thought, "I'll try it too!"

In fact, the uncle really wanted to get his hands on the woman who lived across the street. My uncle's room was on the fourth floor of the apartment building. In the room opposite his lived the woman he wanted. He didn't want any woman he'd had a relationship with bothering him, clinging to him like a piece of chewing gum. So, my uncle had been observing this woman's personality for about six months; she had moved in seven or eight months ago.

My uncle's room had a fisheye lens. Although there was a corridor between them, whenever the opposite door opened or closed, a vibration would reach my uncle's room. At that time, my uncle would look through the fisheye lens, and he would see the woman either about to leave or enter the room.

This woman was probably around twenty years old. "It's best not to!" my uncle always thought.

She often carried folders or briefcases containing official documents; he didn't know what she did for a living, and he couldn't figure it out even after thinking about it for a long time. Sometimes she would go out at noon, sometimes in the evening, but she always returned late at night. My uncle thought she might work at some club, but her plain appearance didn't seem to suggest that.

She wasn't dressed in elegant dresses or gowns, but rather casually in a shirt and jeans. Regardless of her attire, she always carried a thick cardboard bookend—why would a woman working at a club bring such a thing to work? When she was in her room, music could usually be heard, invariably English or French pop songs.

One autumn evening, her uncle encountered her in front of the elevator. The woman probably didn't know that her uncle was the tenant living across the hall from her.

"You're the one who lives across from my room, aren't you?"

"Yes..."

The woman, with healthy, wheat-colored skin, blushed as she replied, as if she knew her uncle.

"I often see you. I think you're very beautiful. Since we're neighbors, I think it's best not to get too close. How do you know me?"

The woman's cheeks flushed even more. Perhaps, when she heard him open the door, she had also been secretly observing her uncle's behavior through her fisheye lenses.

Her hair wasn't permed; it hung straight over her shoulders, and the whites of her eyes had a faint powdery sheen.

As he stepped out of the elevator, his uncle said to her, "Goodnight."

The woman echoed, "Goodnight."

His uncle left his bedroom door open, so he could see into the woman's room. It was the season when air conditioning or heating wasn't needed. Besides sleeping with Aki every two weeks and cuddling with Meiqing every week, his uncle occasionally had affairs with other women. As

soon as he entered the room, he began to undress. His door remained open. After pulling down his shorts towards the door, he went into the bathroom to shower. He wasn't worried about thieves; let them come if they wanted, since nothing he stole would affect his life.

After showering, he wrapped himself in a towel and stood facing the woman's room. To enhance his erection, he used his hand. In a daze, he thought it was incredibly cute, not only with its black sheen but also its upright shape. If only the woman in the opposite room could see this through fisheye lenses.

English pop songs were playing in the woman's room; it was a magnetic male voice singing.

The uncle leaned back on the sofa and stroked his genitals, which stood erect. After a moment, he closed the door and glanced at the opposite room through his fisheye lenses. As if pre-arranged, the door to the opposite room slowly opened.

The uncle gasped in surprise. He saw a light-colored, naked woman moving in the brightly lit room, her back to the door as she walked inside. The woman sat back against the sofa, just like him, her long legs spread wide, and she too began to stroke her genitals. Through the fisheye lenses, they seemed much farther away than they actually were, and they appeared rounder.

The uncle thought, "She must have been looking at me."

She probably saw his naked body and was aroused, so she deliberately showed him her body in return. Not only that, the woman's breasts were even fuller than the uncle had imagined. Now, all he wanted was to rush in and get inside.

At this moment, the uncle's heart was pounding wildly, and he was almost completely disoriented. She then raised her arms above her head, revealing her thick armpit hair. Her hands moved as if to gather her long hair, and then suddenly one hand reached for that sensitive area, rubbing it with her palm. She opened her lips, and a look of pain flashed across her face, a few wrinkles appearing and disappearing on her forehead.

The uncle thought to himself, judging from her actions, even if it was acting, he could be sure she was aroused. So he opened the door he had just closed, entered the woman's open door, and then locked it from the inside.

The naked uncle placed his face between the woman's open thighs.

"Oh! You..." the woman cried out in surprise, but her hands grabbed the uncle's head and pressed it forcefully between her legs.

The woman's genitals were already wet, and the uncle smelled a scent he had never smelled before, a scent that seemed to be that of chrysanthemums. She uttered "No" again, but instead of pushing her uncle's head away, she spread her legs wider, pressing harder. Her

uncle began to use his skillful tongue. Her vulva was sticky with moisture, the scent of chrysanthemum growing stronger. He was considering whether to lay her down on the sofa or carry her to the bed. Of course, playing in bed would be much easier.

He gently took her hand and said, "Let's go to bed."

The woman moved her lips as if to say something, looking hesitant, gazing at her uncle with mournful, melancholic eyes before walking to the bed and lying down obediently. Her eyes, as if she had just cried, remained fixed on her uncle.

Her breasts were those of a bouncy, southern woman. She held her uncle's head tightly with both hands and began to scratch his hair. At the same time, she began to moan "Ah!" in her sleep, and then suddenly began to convulse intermittently, as if she could no longer resist the stimulation of pleasure.

The uncle suddenly noticed something the size of a bean under the woman's armpit.

"It's a small breast!" he muttered to himself.

It was almost invisible without close inspection; the bean-sized bump resembled a small mosquito bite. Judging from its presence on both sides, it was undoubtedly a small breast. His tongue moved to the small breast. Clearly, that area was an erogenous zone, as she began to whimper and twitch again.

He parted her arms, his tongue slowly moving towards her armpit. Her armpits were covered in thick armpit hair, with a slight body odor, which suited her perfectly. Whenever the uncle's hand touched the erogenous zone in the hollow under her armpit, her body would jerk, and the uncle heard her make an "Ah!" sound.

The uncle also saw her remove the pillow from under her head with her outstretched hand, as it hindered her movements when she thrust. After releasing the pillow, she began to clutch the sheets. At this moment, the uncle remembered that he hadn't kissed this woman yet, so he moved his lips to her face, pressing them against her slightly swollen, flushed lips.

"Why do I always meet such wonderful women?"

The uncle suddenly had the thought of thanking God, and at that moment, the woman's tongue gradually rolled and sucked in. Her mouth was filled with the fragrance of chrysanthemum. Then, the uncle immediately turned his lips to the woman's lower body, gently flicking the protrusion.

There are three ways to flick the protrusion. One is to use the tip of the nose, the second is to use the lower lip, and the third is to use the tip of the tongue.

He used all three methods on the protrusion, and then probably discovered that when she sobbed the loudest, it was when he was flicking with his lower lip.

"Ah! No..."

"You still say no, but you're already so wet. Look, it's in!"

"Ah... no... spare me..."

After a deep insertion, the uncle relaxed his body and began to thrust.

"Mmm..."

Each time he went deeper, the woman's upper body arched back. At this moment, the uncle felt his whole body burning hot. Woman! I will never let you go again... From now on, you will be my woman...

Grabbing her breasts from her clothes, he thrust his penis upwards with all his might, penetrating deeply to the root. The woman trembled on the bed.

"Ah!"

"Is it good? Can you feel it?"

He reached under her shirt and touched her breasts directly. Her full breasts writhed in his palm.

"Woman, your breasts are beautiful!"

"Very good! Your sucking skills have obviously improved."

In that instant, she would also be infected by the excited throbbing of the penis, and she would also feel a strange need herself. The woman would forget her own position, intoxicated in the passionate dream. She rubbed her cheek against the penis, and the thing in her mouth would move from time to time. She did her best to be loyal to her duty.

"So beautiful!"

The man's big penis was served by the woman with utmost care. She caught a glimpse of the man's happy face out of the corner of her eye. It was only natural for a subordinate to cater to his superior's preferences. Under her deliberate teasing, the man smiled with satisfaction. "My thing is still full of energy, displaying boundless vitality. It hasn't lost its function with age; after all, I'm still young.

" "Take off your clothes! Use your full, soft breasts."

The woman peeled off her upper body; she wasn't wearing a bra underneath, and her two round, full breasts bounced nakedly. She grasped her breasts in her hands and nestled them against the man's engorged penis, rubbing them with her cleavage, which held an incredibly exciting attraction for him.

"Such wonderful breasts, it feels so good inside you."

"Good."

Her actions pleased the man immensely. She lamented why she had to sell her body and lose her soul, yet her hands still grasped her breasts, making her narrow cleavage press forcefully against the man's penis. Her breasts, through this action, transmitted pleasure from his joyful reactions.

"Your breasts are so skillful! You've made them so happy."

He squinted as he stroked the woman's hair, simultaneously praising her breasts for their contribution and rewarding them with extra care. The woman's breasts, after being teased by the man, grew even harder and firmer, the two nipples blooming with unrestrained allure, whispering sweet nothings.

"So good... I'm going to ejaculate... right on those full, soft breasts..."

"No... don't come."
She quickly moved her breasts away from the man's penis, nestling her body in his arms. She wanted to divert the man's arousal and ejaculate where she felt most needed.

"Don't ejaculate...in your breasts..."

"Then where...?"

"You're so annoying...a gentleman understands a lady's needs."

The woman directly expressed her inner thoughts with suggestive words. She longed for the man to take immediate action to suppress the unbearable itching in her lower body. Her wetness overflowed, soaking a large area. Her heart was racing, and she swayed her hips provocatively towards the man. Her vagina was already ready and wide open. The man cooperated with her needs, holding his swollen penis and thrusting into her. After two or three unsuccessful attempts, he finally penetrated her vagina.

"Ah...so good..."

She felt the penis penetrate deeply and made a satisfied sound. The friction and combination of flesh against flesh was so solid. Originally, the woman did this because the man gave her money, not out of genuine joy. Now she had long forgotten how much the reward was. She only knew that the burning desire could not be extinguished. While thrusting, he did not forget the woman's breasts, his hands constantly caressing their fullness, his waist twisting.

"So good! It feels so good..."

Her hair flew wildly, freshly styled today, and now it was already overjoyed. She twisted her waist to match the speed of his thrusts. Her uncle had a general understanding of women's behavior; in her moments of passion, she longed for a man's powerful penis to pound into her. He wanted to change his approach.

He forcefully squeezed her breasts, pinching and pulling at her nipples with his fingers, then letting them tremble as his fingers wandered. He wanted to subject this wanton woman to new torment, to unleash her primal sexual hunger.

"It hurts...it hurts so much..." A slight pain shot through her nipples, instantly transforming into a surge of pleasure that coursed through her body.

"Ah...it feels so good..."

She had been experiencing pain during the kneading, but soon became incredibly excited under the guidance of his fingers. She parted her tightly pursed lips in ecstasy, and the man's lips covered them. After a passionate encounter, his lips parted from hers. He teased her breasts with his left hand while his right hand reached down to her genitals. His penis thrust into her wetness, and his right hand vigorously rubbed against the groove between her vagina and anus. The sensation from his fingers aroused her intensely.

"Yes...so good..."

Even through the thin skin, he knew her perfectly well; this area was her most sensitive spot, the one that caused her pain and suffocation.

"So good...yes! It feels amazing, it's so arousing...I love it..."

Her desire boiled over during his assault. The intense collision and union of their sensitive organs was incredibly arousing, truly unforgettable. They were finding the pleasure they desired in this game, their emotions soaring high... He couldn't resist the heat within him and ejaculated a thick stream of semen.

"Ah...it's coming."

"No...not yet." Though she said this, she too had reached a state of sublime bliss with him.

"So...comfortable..." Her head tilted back and swayed once or twice, the sensation penetrating deep into her heart.

"So...good...even if my cunt is fucked to death...I'd still be willing..." She let out a soft moan, the woman's lewd words echoing in the man's ears.

The tip of his penis was incredibly shiny. She welcomed its lubrication, her eyes closed in ecstasy, her mouth filled with his penis, her hands moving up and down rhythmically.

"So good... I'll come." The man's penis was completely at the woman's mercy; she single-mindedly awaited its arrival, her mind undivided.

"Ah..." he cried out, ejaculating thick semen from the tip of his penis.

"I... I'm coming." Her mouth sucked on his penis, feeling the semen arrive.

The semen spread in her mouth, staining her lips. It sprayed again and again, her right hand constantly squeezing the base of his penis, causing semen to overflow from her mouth, white semen spraying all over her face, filling the air with the man's scent.

"Lick it, eat it... savor this delicacy."

"Oh..." She opened her lips and stuck out her tongue, scouring her own face.

"I love it, it's so delicious..." She swallowed the thick, fresh semen.

II.

Miharu and her uncle arranged to meet at the beach...

Miharu immersed herself in the cold seawater, the water rippling around her thighs. She took a deep breath, feeling her breasts bobbing in the water, a strange itch rising in her heart. She feared this feeling. It always stirred within her when she swam, making her mind wander. She took a breath, plunged into the water, and submerged. The clear seawater, illuminated by the sunlight, allowed her to see the underwater plants and flowers. After diving for a while, she rolled over and surfaced.

"Miharu! Miharu!" It was her uncle's voice calling from afar.

Miharu wiped the water from her face and turned around. She saw her uncle swimming rapidly towards her on the distant sea, swimming freestyle, fast and agile. The water rippled, and she saw the concern and worry in her uncle's youthful eyes.

"Miharu!" he said, floating on the surface, "Where did you swim to? I suddenly couldn't see you!"

She was a beautiful young woman. Her uncle could look at her a thousand times, ten thousand times, and never tire of it.

"Can you swim on your back?" she asked, lying leisurely on the water's surface.

He said, "Of course." "

Come on!" she said, "Swim on your back with me!"

He didn't immediately lie on his back; he simply floated beside her, intently watching her. Her "bikini" was flesh-colored, barely covering her breasts. Below, a small flesh-colored thong encircled her hips, barely concealing the triangle between her legs.

The bikini was wet and now clung tightly to Miharu's body. This made him even more dumbfounded; her entire body was displayed before him, completely naked. This fiery feeling, like a force, surged between his legs. He couldn't control his impulse; the scene surprised and embarrassed him! Fortunately, his lower body was submerged in water, preventing his embarrassment from being fully exposed.

Meiqing, still with her eyes open, lay on the water's surface and asked, "What? Aren't you coming with me?"

He said, "I...I'll stay here and watch over you!"

Meiqing said, "Are you really afraid of sharks attacking me?"

She shouted, "If there really were sharks, I believe you'd escape faster than me!"

She laughed heartily, the seawater lapping against her body, her firm breasts bobbing on the surface.

She yelled, "What are you doing? Why are you looking at me like that?"

He stammered, "I...I..."

With a turn, Meiqing stared at him blankly, noticing his gaze, and she became angry. She

shouted, "You shameless bastard! You're looking at my breasts! You don't swim, yet you're staring intently at my breasts!"

The uncle's face turned red: "I...I didn't..."

She said, "You're clearly staring at me, like a pervert..."

The uncle trembled with anxiety; if he were swimming on his back, his body would tilt upwards, revealing his embarrassing lower body. He was wearing only a tiny pair of swimming trunks, barely covering his genitals. As he lay flat on the water, Mei Qing looked down and her gaze suddenly fell upon that bulge.

He was swimming on his back, but between his legs, this small bulge was clearly visible to her. This sparked endless fantasies within her. It was as if she had entered a fairyland. Her heart tingled!

Her uncle's manhood, held in her hand and caressed, seemed to yearn for more. Seeing her aroused, her uncle immediately rolled over, touched her panties, and promptly pulled them off.

After removing Mei Qing's panties, his five fingers, like little snakes, burrowed into her vagina. At first, she felt a slight pain, but after a while, she not only got used to it but gradually became reluctant to part with those five fingers. Not being able to scratch her itch was unbearable for her.

"Would it feel better or more painful to have this hard thing inside? If it's painful, then surely not all women in the world would be fools or idiots, deliberately seeking out suffering. So it must be..."

Mei Qing thought to herself, absentmindedly rubbing her uncle's penis. At this moment, the desire aroused by his penis had begun to burn within her.

"Why not? You're a strong swimmer, soaking for an hour or two is no problem!"

"If you're worried about not having enough strength, I can stay in the water for a day or two, no problem."

"Okay! Let's try it! But I don't know how at all."

"Do you need a teacher? Just do as I say, that's all. But you have to hold your breath. Otherwise, you'll swallow water, and that would be terrible."

As he spoke, he turned Mei Qing so that she faced him. Although both of them were in the water at shoulder level, their penises had already begun to entice each other. Finally, his penis was inside her vagina. He pushed harder, turning her buttocks towards him. The hard thing was fully inside.

Mei Qing let out a soft "Ooh!" and closed her eyes. She felt her empty opening below was completely filled, firmly pressing against her uterus, almost like it was pressing against her mouth. At this moment, she felt satisfied. Just

as she felt a sudden emptiness, the penis slowly went in again. But it didn't reach the bottom for a long time, making her unbearably itchy! She immediately arched her hips and twisted her waist, finally feeling the penis touch the bottom. Like a thirsty person receiving a drop of water, she felt incredibly excited.

But this excitement and satisfaction was only for a moment, and the hard penis slipped out again! Making her impatiently arch her hips again to chase after it. Fortunately, it didn't slip off; it only reached the entrance of her vagina, where she held his buttocks and pushed it back in.

Her heart was pounding in her chest, but her soul was adrift. Her whole body convulsed, releasing waves of vaginal fluid. But he, not yet satisfied, suddenly felt a heat in his glans, and his burning heart felt as if a drop of oil had been added, making him thrust even more vigorously.

Mei Qing closed her eyes, secretly savoring this crawling sensation. Was it itching? Or...? She couldn't say, but she felt an unparalleled pleasure.

The uncle's vigor and pleasure intensified with each thrust, his pace increasing dramatically until Mei Qing trembled with pleasure. Overwhelmed by ecstasy, he paid no heed to her, focusing solely on his relentless thrusting and pumping, his breath coming in rapid gasps, like a bellows. He felt only heat and fullness; only release could bring him satisfaction, so he pounded relentlessly. Even if it meant crashing the heavens, he was willing to endure anything to ejaculate. Ignoring Mei Qing's agony, he thrust and pounded, pounding and pounding for a thousand or eight hundred times, yet he still couldn't ejaculate. This

was the second time she had released vaginal fluid. Only then did she truly experience the ecstasy, and she closed her eyes tightly, slowly savoring the sensation.

The man in her arms did not disappoint her; he continued with great vigor, and she fell deeply in love with him. The love she felt was blind, but it came from the bottom of her heart, because she felt it was the inexhaustible source of happiness.

She used one hand to support his back, and the other to gently paddle the water, keeping their weight level. He thrust a thousand times more, until he was breathless and sweating profusely, before finally stopping impatiently.

"Why aren't you coming?"

"What can I do?"

"Unless you expel the sperm, there's no other way!"

"Rest for a bit, we'll try again later."

"Look at the time! Are we going to stay in the water forever?"

Mei Qing glanced at the sun; it was indeed already setting, around four o'clock.

"I know, that's why I'm so anxious! But it just won't come out, what can I do?"

"Isn't it harder to come out the more anxious you are?"

"I think so."

"Then I'll wait a little longer, don't rush, it'll probably come out in a little while."

For some reason, she said this without feeling ashamed at all. Is human emotion really that mysterious? After hearing her words, he felt an immense sense of comfort from the depths of his heart.

He said, "You're so good!"

Mei Qing didn't answer him, but her hips began to move in the water, swallowing and releasing his penis, playing with it fiercely. After only thirty or fifty strokes, he couldn't hold back any longer, and with his remaining strength, he began to thrust hard again, following her rhythmic advances.

Mei Qing had only intended to tease him, and his response was exactly what she wanted, making her heart flutter with joy. The surging water was stirred up by them, creating a huge whirlpool, and the ripples were swept away by the waves. Yet countless ripples still arose around them, floating on the water's surface.

In extreme tension, both of them ejaculated simultaneously. They slowly swam to the beach, headed straight for the sun loungers, grabbed towels, and dressed.

III.

Mei Qing gazed at her uncle. He had thick hair, tanned a dark, glossy black by the sun. His skin was bronze, from weeks of tanning. He had captivating eyes and expressive lips. He was an irresistibly handsome man, and Mei Qing found him charming. But she didn't know if this was love.

She approached him! She reached out and gently ran her fingers through his hair; she could feel his breathing quicken. Her hair fell, landing on his lips. She lightly licked the back of his ear with the tip of her tongue. This made him tremble.

She reached out, her fingers gliding deftly across his neck, then down to his chest. She unbuttoned his shirt. His skin, flushed a deep, sensual red from the sunlight, was a sensual hue.

She unbuttoned one button, then another, and then the next, until his shirt was ripped open! A lump formed in his throat.

She seemed to hold his pleasure, his excitement, all his joy in her grasp. She smiled proudly! Her hand covered his nipple, slowly, she moved her palm, moved it! Her hand mischievously clamped, deliberately pressing her palm tightly against his nipple.

"I know nipples are a woman's erogenous zone..."

"What?...Do men feel sensually aroused too?"

She was no longer ashamed! No longer reserved! No longer demure! She became proactive and wild! She reached down and pulled off her own shirt, pressing her body against his.

She took a breath, thrusting her breasts forward, and said, "Aren't my breasts beautiful?"

She straddled him. He looked up from the ground, her nipples erect in mid-air. So dazzling. Then she leaned down, presenting her breasts to him. Her uncle was completely under her control; his tongue lolled out.

He lay flat on his back, only his large penis pointing skyward. She stripped him naked, staring at him. His physique was beautiful; one could say he was a perfect man. Startled, he quickly covered his aroused area with his hands.

"Can you stop staring like that?"

she said. "You have such a magnificent thing!" Her

uncle said, "I've never let a girl look at me like that!"

He watched her completely naked, her white skin a hundred times more alluring than the statue of Venus. He knelt and leaned down to kiss her. His lips rained down on her entire body, from her breasts to her slender waist, to the triangle between her legs—the most seductive, the most mysterious place.

Now, he was on top of her. He was completely in control. He was like a fire, pressing down on her, wanting to completely ignite her.

She closed her eyes, offering him her own fruit—the only ripe, perfect fruit in her life, one that had never been tasted. She slowly began to move! At first, slowly, then, swaying like a gentle breeze! Touched by him, she seemed like a willow branch in the wind…

Then, the swaying became like waves. Like the waves at the seaside, those rolling waves splashing white foam. She seemed to become a bubble in these waves, being impacted and scattered… The waves grew larger and larger, like a sudden gust of wind; this force possessed her, engulfed her!

In a violent spasm, his throat constricted. The choked sound was filled with excitement and satisfaction…

She swayed her hips, moaning softly.

He gently touched her, pressing his middle finger against her clitoris, rubbing and kneading it, before finally penetrating her. She was already dripping wet.

Knowing it was about time, her uncle pressed down on her again. Even before his penis entered, she had already raised her legs high, ready to fight. Her vagina was already overflowing with lustful fluids! Her uncle's penis slid in easily. She let out a long sigh, perhaps because she felt fulfilled.

Of course, penetration with a penis was a thousand times better than using her hands. Her uncle began to thrust in and out. Mei Qing, below, clung tightly to him, her hands grabbing and twisting wildly at his body, her waist swaying gently, welcoming his thrusts!

Hearing her moans, her uncle increased his strength, thrusting forcefully, making her clitoris tingle with pleasure! The thick penis pounded against her clitoris, making her feel incredibly good.

Hearing that she was about to climax, her uncle thrust a few more times violently, then twisted his glans towards her clitoris. Ah! A stream of hot semen flowed out.

Her voice grew weaker and weaker, her whole body seemed to go limp, lying limply and no longer moving, her limbs lowered and no longer thrusting.

Seeing the lustful gleam in her eyes, her uncle knew she was aroused again. Suddenly, he felt a tremor, thrusting forcefully a few times, and a thick stream of semen gushed out.

They lay there, breathless, embracing tightly. She felt his radiant heat spreading through her body, completely conquering her. She could feel his previously hard member slowly shrinking and softening within her! Overwhelmed by a void, she cried even harder.

No matter how softly he called her name, it was no use. Her heart shattered like a bubble, then scattered by the wind, never to be retrieved.

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