My aunt wanted a divorce, was sexually frustrated and empty, and committed incest with me.

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The wildflowers always smell sweeter than the garden flowers. My uncle found another young woman outside, and they're renting a place together, leaving my aunt all alone. Last Sunday, her husband did come home, but he just threw a divorce agreement on the table and left. The divorce was another blow to her.
Married for years without children, she was truly suffering in silence.
When I got home that day, I asked, "Auntie, where's my uncle?" She angrily replied, "Dead! Don't bother asking about that bastard." Her face was ashen, like it was covered in frost. She didn't know where to put the aluminum basin in her hand, so she threw it with a thud onto the concrete floor, then plopped heavily on the bed, grabbed a fan, and started fussing.
I knew why, chuckled, picked up the basin, and put it aside. I said to her, "I'm not him, why are you taking your anger out on me?" Really.
She was practically naked, practically completely exposed, almost as if she'd taken off her vest. Everything about her was laid bare before my eyes. What did that mean? Need I explain?
As the saying goes, a close neighbor is better than a distant relative.
Besides, she was my aunt; we lived in the same courtyard and knew each other quite well. Moreover, she'd watched me grow up; we were closer than family. I didn't think much of it. Seeing her energetic demeanor, I turned to leave.
The light streaming in made the bathroom, big enough for four or five people to shower at the same time, exceptionally bright. With such ample light, my vision was naturally exceptionally clear. Watching her bustling about, I couldn't help but widen my eyes.
"Come back here." Perhaps noticing the medicine box in my hand, her tone softened considerably. She sighed, leaned back, and threw herself onto the bed.
Actually, I felt quite sorry for her. I would often proactively buy her medicine and do whatever chores around the house for her. Maybe it was because we were so familiar with each other, but she never seemed to hide anything from me. To use a popular phrase, it was a constant display of her sensuality.
Now, the scene repeated itself. Lying there, she seemed to intentionally spread her legs, her taut vulva facing me. My gaze lingered on it, and through the thin nylon, I could vaguely see her pink labia squeezed together. My heart skipped a beat.
"Hold me, good husband, you, you'll definitely fuck your wife to death, ah." She was almost out of control, yet she still had the mind to change positions. Goodness!
"Hey, dear auntie, is your back door all better yet? Do you need to apply any more ointment?" Back when she had hemorrhoids and the pain was unbearable, I was the one who took her to the hospital. She only went once and never went back. The reason was simple: she was afraid people would see her private parts. She'd rather I help her change the dressing at home, as if I weren't a man. Although I'm only seventeen this year, I'm a grown woman; what don't I know? Her words weren't explicitly stated, but in reality, they gave me one opportunity after another to feast my eyes.
"Is the gate locked?" she asked instead of answering.
"Of course, it's just the two of us in this yard. Have you ever seen me come in or go out without locking the door? Didn't you tell me, 'It's not the thief you should be afraid of, it's the one who's eyeing you' that's scary'?" Since my mother's workplace allocated them apartments, they all moved upstairs, and these two rooms here naturally became mine. Officially, they were meant for my future marriage, but I'm playful and don't like being tied down, so how could I refuse? Of course, I had my own plans. My aunt was one of my top choices.
Because she was so alluring; her seemingly unintentional yet deliberate exposure often made me fantasize. I felt I'd be doing myself a disservice if I didn't win her over, not to mention what she needed. I was extremely smug.
"Alright then, I'll have to trouble you again. I just finished showering, could you check if I'm better now? Anyway, it doesn't hurt or itch anymore." With that, she turned to the side, lifted her vest, and her big buttocks came out.
"So lazy. She doesn't even know how to take off her dressing, and then she makes me… Luckily there's no one else around, otherwise it would seem like something's going on between us." She was trying to take advantage of the situation. She couldn't be too direct, but the meaning had to be conveyed; this was a way of testing her reaction. Every time she changed my dressing, she acted like this. Not only did she not treat me like an outsider, but she didn't seem to mind if I pulled the dressing down further or even took it all off. She was completely at my mercy. I reckon anyone would be willing to help with this kind of favor, and such opportunities are rare and hard to come by. It's not that I'm particularly lucky; what does it mean when a woman is willing to display her genitals? It's obvious. If you were to say she seduced me, it wouldn't be an exaggeration.
She's desperate, not immoral, but desperate for love… She slightly raised her buttocks, letting me pull down her pubic hair, then with a twist of her waist, her large, white buttocks, almost too big to encircle, were raised, her legs spread wide.
Completely exposed, absolutely completely exposed!
The pubic hair on either side of her labia majora was fine and soft, while the patch of pubic hair surrounding her pubic bone was thick, black, and glossy. Her clitoris, occupying half the area, was already erect, almost half the length of a hair sticking out of her pubic hair. The clitoral glans was fair and round. Most adorable were the two labia minora, swollen and pink from engorgement, glistening with a… The woman's flesh was incredibly soft and alluring, a deep pink. If stretched out without proper care, it would surely be at least three inches long. It's truly rare to see a woman with such thick, fleshy labia. It's not that I'm short-sighted; I've seen many women's vulvas, but I've never had the chance to witness such exceptionally large labia. Only here can I feast my eyes.
This is based on experience, not mere speculation. Because I understand perfectly well that my aunt is a woman with not only a very strong desire for sex, but also an almost obsessive lust.
Strangely, a corner of a handkerchief was peeking out from the vaginal opening. A little thought revealed the reason. You see, even I, a young person, have quite a bit of knowledge about female psychology. A normal vagina is naturally moist and doesn't need wiping.
But when a person becomes aroused, it's different; the stimulation produces a particularly abundant amount of vaginal fluid. I guess she was just... Nine is tormenting herself. That's right. Otherwise, why would she stuff a handkerchief in?
Her long-held ambition was about to become reality, and her heart suddenly raced.
Just then, the auntie who was bending down laughed. I knew why she suddenly laughed; it was simple: my penis was already erect, a natural psychological reaction. How could it not be happy to see its favorite spot? She saw it, and I couldn't do anything about it. The second brother wouldn't listen to instructions.
The cotton swab probed a little into her anus, quickly triggering her instinctive reaction. Her anus contracted and expanded, pulling at her vaginal opening, causing it to arch repeatedly. (Inappropriate words) So alluring! I couldn't help but instinctively press closer to her.
Regardless of how far the relationship between mother and daughter could develop, let her enjoy herself; the medicine still needed to be administered.
However, while admiring this plump, mature... While assisting her, I was even happier than she was. Her disobedient vulva was already hard. It was a perfect match. She used her exposed, plump buttocks to entice me, and I used my underwear to cover my penis, issuing an invisible provocation. Let's see who gives in first.
Picking up a cotton swab, I pretended to lie on her smooth, large buttocks, gently prying open her tight anus, using the swab to part the slightly obstructive polyp, tentatively inserting it. Looking at her labia, poking her anus, was a precious pleasure. We were likely unspokenly in sync.
I dared not touch without permission, but my erect penis was unknowingly drawing closer to her face. Even without looking, I knew my erect penis had created a considerable gap in her loose underwear; she could definitely see my unusually large member. Attraction itself is temptation!
Let me put it this way, no woman dislikes a big penis. Except for young, unmarried women, basically all women want it to be as big as possible. It's a matter of size, and women generally prefer it to be as big as possible. She was in her thirties, the prime of a woman's development. Despite her ordinary looks, her figure was incredibly alluring. Her breasts were evenly shaped and her curves were clear. Whenever she was at home, she always liked to wear a men's vest. Her full and firm breasts and the outline of her upturned nipples were sometimes obvious and sometimes dim, which was quite intriguing. The vest, which reached her upper thighs, could neither cover her bare legs nor hide her most private parts, so I often had the opportunity to catch a glimpse of them. The thin nylon triangle-shaped pubic hairnet was only one layer thick and narrow, barely enough to contain her high, plump, and densely haired vulva. Either most of the pubic hair was exposed, or the center of the pubic hair was deeply embedded in the fleshy cleft. The bulging labia majora and the long, curled labia minora had caught my eye more than once, of course, during her afternoon nap.
"Hey, that girl who came back with you the other day, is she your girlfriend? I saw her, she's alright, quite pretty." "Don't guess, she's the secretary of our unit's Youth League branch. What's the use of being pretty? She's already taken, it's none of my business. Besides, she's a few years older than me." I said, while bringing my nose close to her vulva, pretending to be keenly observing. Actually, I wanted to smell her scent.
"Oh, you're in such a hurry, aren't you? Let me introduce you to someone, how about it?" A familiar scent wafted towards me. It was familiar because this faint yet incredibly alluring scent could only be detected on a mature woman. I thought that at her age, she might not be so revealing. But to my surprise, it was completely unexpected, making me even more aroused.
My other hand wasn't idle either, grabbing a handkerchief and pulling it out. I thought: Far? Oh? Leftovers?
The most practical?
"What, you don't want to? Hey, don't pull, it's too wet." Her tone was like a wife to her husband. It seemed like I wouldn't mind touching her labia or sticking my finger in for a quick pleasure.
Just as the half-wet handkerchief was about to completely slip out of her vagina, her hand reached out, grabbed my handkerchief, and pulled it down.
"You naughty boy, always meddling in everything women do. Well then, help me wipe myself clean. Don't pretend to be serious, and take your clothes off too. I know you really want to see there, right? Then take a good look, it's not like it's the first time. Hey, after you've seen it, you have to tell me properly, you little devil, how come your dick is so big?" Her words were like a royal decree to me!
One sentence sealed my fate, not only clarifying things but also allowing me to do whatever I wanted.
My lower body tightened, and she gripped my penis tightly in her hand. With a thud, she slumped onto the bed. It was a mixture of dodging and teasing, as she clutched my penis. She wouldn't let go, her eyes like water, gazing at me with boundless tenderness, everything unspoken.
Truly, silence spoke louder than words. I watched as she slowly parted her legs, her other hand lifting her vest.
Discarding the cotton swab, she switched to her fingers, twisting and slowly inserting them into her anus, exploring and probing. I had already forgotten I was supposed to apply the medicine, my mind already preoccupied with playing.
Lust doesn't need to entice anyone; everyone is easily captivated, especially since she had already made her call, and I, a young man brimming with youthful vigor,
pounced on her, without hesitation! I grasped her plump, firm breasts, her round, rosy nipples entering my mouth, greedily sucking and biting, pressing her against my face.
She was laughing, laughing with boundless joy, laughing so captivatingly.
"I knew we'd have this day in the future, and you've been thinking about me for a while now, haven't you? You silly thing, why didn't you say so sooner? You had to make me say it before you dared to. Honestly, you know I can't sleep soundly when no one's around. Look how hard it is, you've been
holding back, haven't you? Well then, let's go, let your auntie let you fuck me, let's both release some heat, ah." This sentence was even more pleasant to hear! Actually, I couldn't wait any longer. She finally let go. I was anxious and sucked on her hard nipple, and thrust down quickly. Maybe I was too anxious, because the first time I didn't aim properly and hit her clitoris. Then I slid up and the head of my penis nestled into the thick pubic hair.
"Ah..." a soft moan escaped her lips. Whether it was the pain or the itch, her hand reached down again.
After a slight adjustment, she helped part her labia and guide the glans into her vaginal opening. Working in perfect harmony, the stiff penis slid in with unstoppable force.
Women love big penises, the bigger the better, and they're very willing to accept it.
Young girls like them too, though they're often a little hesitant at first.
The difference is simple. But for the men who enjoy them, the experience is completely different. With a girl, you have to be gentle at first, tentatively pushing in, waiting until she gets used to your unique thickness and length. Only then can you truly be happy.
With a mature woman, especially one who is particularly thirsty, you don't need to worry about hurting her or causing discomfort; you can go all out.
It went all the way in in one go! She didn't flinch but instead thrust her genitals forward to meet it, so the penis entered her body very smoothly. Just as the base of the penis met her soft labia, a distinct tightening sensation immediately appeared at the vaginal opening, like a grasping, a locking, a sucking, a fleshy clamp, followed by a wave-like undulation in her body. It was truly miraculous.
"Do you want it?" I asked eagerly, holding her close.
"No, let's play a little longer, then I'll want more. You... you have to make me feel good first, or else I won't let you off the hook." Her breathing was already rapid, and she hugged me tightly, pleading in a coquettish tone, as if she had regained her youthful beauty in the blink of an eye, her eyes fixed on me.
Our eyes met, so close, our hearts in perfect harmony, as if by unspoken agreement. We hugged tightly, our lips pressed together as if glued together. Our lips met, and she was the first to stick her tongue out. She was even more eager for kisses and caresses than I was. She kicked
her legs off the bed, thrusting her hips upwards to meet me, twisting and turning incessantly. In terms of experience, she was undoubtedly number one. The immense power of attraction and seduction... Before I could think further, I pressed on, savoring her long, soft tongue, my erection quite substantial.
The perfect moment was now; I withdrew my penis and thrust it in again. Her vulva was completely exposed, perfect for free entry and exit.
Slow yet powerful, not a moment to spare, I continued my relentless advance!
The head of my penis seemed to have exceeded the cervix, still a little bit inside. No matter how tightly she clenched, she couldn't withstand my powerful assault!
The tremors gradually cleared from a hazy state, taking an extremely short time. She moaned, her body tensing; she had gotten so excited and aroused as soon as I entered, it was inevitably too fast.
"Hurry, hurry, move! I can't take it anymore, ah..." Her fingers spread wide, digging hard into the muscles of my back.
She was definitely getting excited!
I didn't know how long she'd been holding back. But I desperately needed to make it clear through my expressions and actions that I wouldn't stop until I'd satisfied her completely.
Her abundant vaginal fluids quickly lubricated my penis with each thrust, and the gurgling sounds of her juices only intensified her desire.
"Good son, no, good husband, fuck me, yes, just like that, I'm your wife now, it's only right to fuck your wife, your big cock is so big, don't leave tonight, sleep with me all night, fuck me all night, ah..." "Pah, dream on, don't dig too deep. You want to drain me dry with your big pubic hair? No way.
If you can bear it, bear it; if you can't, then let go. Enjoying yourself to the fullest is how it should be.
I won't do it." Saying the opposite of what he meant, not what he really meant. I suddenly increased the speed of my thrusting, one after another, the sound of water and the sound of impact intertwined, urging me on!
"You wouldn't take me as your wife? There's no such thing as a free lunch. You have to take it whether you want to or not. You've already slept with me, so you have no choice now. You're suffering and unhappy, and so am I. I'm not lying to you. As soon as I get home from get off work, I feel itchy and swollen, I really want to be fucked. I'm so lucky to have met you. I know you really want it, right? We'll talk about it later, hurry up, hurry up, I'm begging you, it's so good, press and hold, Mom, fuck, it's getting intense, keep going in..." Her words were fast and direct, without any pretense. Just like her, naked and unfiltered. Actually, even if she hadn't said it, I already knew my second orgasm was approaching. My vagina contracted spasmodically, irregularly. "I...I can't help it anymore, take it, take it." "My precious darling, my good husband, I want it, please!" My vaginal muscles tightened, and I felt a spasmodic, uncontrollable throbbing. The release of my pent-up desire was like a burst dam
, my... My soul soared to the heavens, and so did she.
A unique tingling sensation quickly spread throughout my body, bringing immense joy. My aunt, both happy and concerned, repeatedly stuck her tongue into my panting mouth, as if afraid I wasn't having enough fun, her burning vagina simultaneously contracting and expanding. A woman's unique maturity was on full display at this moment. Perhaps this is the unique quality of a woman. Having enjoyed her, you unconsciously feel the urge to do anything for her.
"Was it fun? Are you happy? Don't pull out yet, leave it a little longer." Her gentle, understanding question and comfort, along with her soft tongue as it entered my mouth, felt like a warm current flowing into my heart, a reminder amidst the impulse.
"No, let's hurry up and wash up, I'm afraid that if..." Before I could finish speaking, her thick, sexy lips sealed my words, her tongue darting over again, stirring with a persuasive yet forceful kiss. Needless to say, her passionate kiss declared, "You can't argue with me." Still brimming with desire, I hugged her tightly, returning the favor with haphazard sucking and licking.
The fleeting pleasure of that blissful dream was all the more unforgettable and unforgettable. A sweet kiss was undoubtedly the best compensation. Everyone knows how alluring sex can be, especially when both parties are in love, making it even harder to resist than for couples deeply in love. As I kissed her, I grasped and kneaded her incredibly fleshy breasts, while her hands roamed every inch of her body.
The second round felt like just the beginning. Instinct made me acutely aware that she wanted more. If she wanted more, I'd give it to her, no problem. It's just that it's too sticky down there; we can't continue without washing. Kissing her, I lifted her up by the waist.
Her arms encircled her neck, and she, seemingly boneless, relaxed, letting me lift her by her bottom. Her half-open eyes were still filled with a captivating sweet smile. Complete obedience.
"You little devil, you're so young but so cunning. Are you worried about getting me pregnant? That's unnecessary. If I could get pregnant, your damned uncle would have slept with me for years. It's alright, don't worry. My uncooperative belly probably won't ever get pregnant. My period only comes once every two or three months, and the flow is so light. I've been to the hospital countless times, and the doctors all say it's impossible. I've given up hope. Even if your penis is big enough, it won't work inside my uterus. Don't worry." Having gone through it all, there were no more taboos. She'd called me "good husband" and "dear husband" countless times; what did it matter if she poured out her heart? She meant she wanted me to understand her better.
"You're just guessing. I didn't even think about that. What I was thinking was, after washing it clean, I wanted to really enjoy the taste of that place—so plump, so soft, with so much hair, especially those labia. I've been wanting to eat them for ages. Besides, you have to suck my cock a little, make it hard so I can keep moaning, right? I can tell you haven't really had your fill yet. I'm going all out today, let's be clear from the start, what if you complain that I'm too greedy and never stop?" She had her own reasons, and I couldn't deny it even if she guessed right.
There's always something to say, always a counter-argument.
"Alright then, let me see just how capable you really are. Now that she's yours, you can do whatever you want with her, right? I'll do whatever you want." Women at this point are always saying things like this, and I wasn't wrong.
Diligence is a woman's duty, and my aunt is a prime example of this. They were embracing intimately, but once they entered the bathroom, which also served as a shower, she jumped down and rushed to prepare everything for the bath.
A man and woman bathing together is called a "couple's bath." Most families don't have this convenience, and even if they did, couples might not necessarily have the same level of interest in each other. The bedroom activities are already done, why bother re-enacting them here? Physical strength and mindset are another reason.
Lovers, on the other hand, are not compatible. There's always a fresh and mysterious allure between lovers. If you've ever had a similar experience, recall the scene, and you'll understand the truth of this saying: "There's
no greater pleasure than a fleeting encounter." Her breasts, split open in a V-shape, had nipples that seemed defiant against their fullness, swaying slightly upwards, a captivating, albeit not very pronounced, movement. Her taut, fair skin, illuminated by the bright light, glowed with a rosy hue, as if telling me that her youth hadn't faded, still brimming with vitality and charm. Indeed, having never given birth, her figure was exceptionally well-maintained; coupled with a beautiful face, she would be an absolute stunner.
Turning on the tap, our eyes met; she stood before me, her breasts trembling, confidently.
"What are you looking at? Haven't you seen enough yet? Shameless, so greedy. Where else do you want to see?" Her smiling face, her beautiful figure, her alluring breasts, her seductive question, and the way she reached out to grab my still-erect penis—all of this instantly rekindled my passion. I slipped my hand between her legs, not into her vagina, but firmly grasped that soft flesh in my palm, gently pulling it outwards, while my other hand pinched and played with one of her nipples.
"I want to see everything, I can't get enough of anything. If you stick your legs up or strip me completely naked... I'd love to see even more, I'd never tire of it." "If you want to see something new today, something you like tomorrow, I'm willing to let you see. But can you guarantee it will be like this every day from now on?" Desire has no end; her question was very practical, and there was something else she didn't say, which I understood what she meant.
"You can't stop me from liking it, anyway, it's not even the hottest part of summer yet, and it's so hot. As long as we're together, I want you to stay naked like this forever until it gets cold, it's convenient. Okay?" A direct answer would seem naive and lacking in romance. This way, it's much more meaningful.
"Well, I have one condition: it can't stay outside when it's hard. I want you to be the best, the best this year, every year counts, until you find a wife, you're mine. I'll also help you practice this skill to be perfect, make it longer and thicker, okay?" "Then I'll have three legs?" Her meaning couldn't be clearer; she seemed to think my penis wasn't big enough and wanted to make it longer.
At this moment, her hand was only holding the glans, two-thirds of the corpora cavernosa were not erect, but if it were hard, it would definitely be over seven inches. I really don't know how deep her vagina is.
"You're right. Three-legged people are hard to find anyway, so whoever finds one is lucky.
In a sexual situation, the more proactive the woman is, the more interesting it is. If you don't believe me, just try it out. If you don't provoke her, you can still maintain some control. But if she does provoke you, nine times out of ten you'll lose control. Especially the resonance that occurs the moment your penis is about to enter her body often makes you involuntarily respond to her needs."
"Hey, it can still get hard, right? This drain's been clogged for days, help me unclog it completely, ah. I'll bend over, do it from behind, that way it goes in deep. Since we're both like this, there's nothing to be embarrassed about, right? Come on, call your name, I'll make you something delicious later." Rear-entry is much less strenuous than push-up sex. She bent over, sticking out her big white ass and spreading her labia. I easily inserted my penis, hooking her hips and thrusting back and forth (a few times), and my limp penis began to stretch.
I can't help it, my penis gets hard in one thrust. She also... You may not yet understand my rudimentary skills as a novice.
The first time, the anxiety and the euphoria of ejaculation are like a weight lifted from
one's shoulders. The second time is the real beginning. The duration is impossible to calculate; it's all about enjoying oneself. You might not believe my standards, but I won't stop until my labia are swollen, until I've thoroughly exhausted her, until she's completely worn out. I can only sleep when I'm satisfied; otherwise, I'll be up all night.
Having sex while showering is quite ingenious. No need to worry about sweating; the water not only lubricates but also cools the body, making it very comfortable.
"Oh my god, it's hard so fast. It's reached the end again. Good, really good! It's not just a fake good, it's much better than using a tool to push it in. Press the lever, press the lever." She exclaimed again. Little did she know that saying too much would give her away.
"Tell me quickly, what tools have you used to push it in?" With no one to serve her, using objects as substitutes is the most helpless choice for a lonely woman. Since she let slip the secret, it undoubtedly gave me a wake-up call.
"Stop asking, just go for it. We've used almost everything we can." "No, be more specific, I need to try it too. Let me make room for you to suck on my cock, I'll play with it, won't you get excited faster then? Right?" At this moment, my mind was particularly sharp. Before she finished speaking, I could already think of a good solution, choosing the most direct one that appealed to her.
I lay on the edge of the pool, watching her turn her face to look at me, happily swaying her hips while biting her lip and remaining silent.
She wouldn't tell me, but I had my own methods. I pulled my hard cock out of her wet vagina, shortening the thrusting distance, only letting the glans enter and exit the vaginal opening without pushing it in, teasing her.
This undignified trick worked. She only managed one thrust before she stopped.
Her vaginal fluids were a product that moisturized the penis. It seemed I had a real chance today.
"No, no, don't do that, just put it all the way in! Playing like this makes me anxious. You just want to know how I relieve this unbearable pain, right? I'll tell you, okay? Hurry up and put it in. What? You're my husband now, be gentle with me, ah, be gentle to the core, ah." She was unrestrained, without any inhibitions, saying all sorts of cheesy things. Eager to know what would happen next, I thrust my penis deep inside again.
"You're so naughty, just wait and see how I deal with you. Hey, don't you know what I have in this house? Anything that's similar to your penis. For example, there are carrots, cucumbers, long eggplants, and things like long-necked floral water bottles, and those new sausages. You have to find a way when you're stuck, otherwise it's so unbearable. You have a penis, of course you can't understand the burning, fiery feeling of a woman." I'm not one to just dream about having sex and then be happy. I'm not like that. I have to work myself to the bone. Sometimes I'm so obsessed with a big cock that I scratch my head and ears. When I'm really desperate, I just pull on it, using pain to relieve the itch. It's like trying to stop an itch with a stick. I'm so eager for a big cock that I can't even feel it anymore. I'm so eager for a big cock that I can't ... 7凑揖驼不良滦裕，褂惺谗嵋实模，大矗，豢桑，?仙暇⒍?恕！钩?诵撵椋，诠凰怠?br /> It was a moment to feast my eyes on a woman's natural beauty, completely naked and undisturbed, oblivious to her surroundings.
We were one, inseparable, age and gender irrelevant, completely equal.
A series of thumping sounds echoed as my massive, powerful penis thrust into her, its curves and creaking creating a breathtaking spectacle. She stared wide-eyed, nodding in delight.
She was so enthusiastic, even sticking her ass out without complaint!
Damn, it was truly exhilarating. But the only drawback was that we couldn't kiss; to touch her breasts, I had to bend over. That would interfere with the intense, deep thrusts, making it less satisfying than lying in bed.
"Ah...ho...little grandpa...don't let up..." She caught up, her buttocks bobbing up and down, moaning and groaning...the thrusting was fierce, the penetration deep, she became brutal with the slightest bit of pleasure.
The rhythmic contractions and intermittent spasms of her vaginal cavity were like adding fuel to the fire, this clear and pleasurable enjoyment was truly precious.
Innocent? No, not at all. She and I had both indulged ourselves, almost forgetting everything, striving desperately, yielding desperately, in perfect harmony.
Suddenly, she lifted one leg, her body turning to the side.
Good, holding her leg didn't hinder the thrusting. Side penetration didn't matter.
Her body trembled more intensely, her breathing more rapid. Clearly, the heart-wrenching pleasure had arrived.
The plum blossoms were in full bloom, who cared about counting, afraid she couldn't explain her arrogance, prioritizing the most rampant and comfortable sensation in front of them.

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