Sex life during study abroad

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"Hey! It's me, open the door." Loud music and boisterous laughter came from inside.

"The door's unlocked, come in." His slightly drunken voice was a bit slurred.

"Derrick, I need my textbooks and study materials back. Final exams are in two days." I looked at the group of drunks with impatience.

Derrick was once my date, but perhaps due to bad timing or personality clashes, he ended up dating my friend by some twist of fate. He was originally a high-achieving and handsome student, but after being cruelly dumped by my friend, he became decadent, spending his days drinking and partying with a bunch of clueless hooligans, either gambling or picking up girls at bars. Seeing how much he was skipping classes, I kindly lent him my textbooks and study materials, since he hadn't even bought them for final exams yet. It seems my efforts were in vain. Half a year has passed, and Derrick is still stuck in the quagmire of heartbreak.

Sitting next to the nearly drunk Derrick was Brother Long. Brother Long is considered their older brother, as he's almost 30.

This is his sixth year of university. He's a free-spirited and easygoing guy, a fun-loving and quirky friend who occasionally hangs out with them during holidays. However, Brother Long loves to tease and stir up trouble, and you often end up getting a really bad experience if you're not careful. His biggest hobby is blackjack. Derrick was originally a studious
student , but he's only recently started hanging out with them. It's said that he frequents casinos with Brother Long and is now heavily in debt.
Next to Brother Long is Mountain Pig, who looks tall and strong, but is actually quite naive and easily swayed into doing foolish things. And who's the culprit behind those foolish actions? Needless to say, it's the wicked Brother Long.

A while ago, we went to a bar, and Brother Long secretly told me that Mountain Pig has had a crush on me for two years, but he's never dared to confess. That day, the wild boar got very drunk. He wandered around aimlessly, grabbing any leftover liquor from a table and chugging it down, regardless of whether he knew the person or not, whether it was leftover or unwanted, until he was completely drunk.

Corina, every night, hid in her room eavesdropping on her sister's rare moans. She often found herself listening to her sister's moans, but Corina was troubled by this, and dared not tell anyone. She remembered once when May, in a moment of passion, vaguely mentioned that Paul's tongue skills were excellent, and that he often licked May... My whole body trembled. But where exactly was he licking? Could it be… my little sister?
Before leaving, he chased after me and hugged me tightly, his whole body reeking of alcohol as he bit my ear, half-licking and half-whispering as he brushed my earlobe with his tongue. "I've liked you for a long, long time, but you've always had a boyfriend, and it's been so hard. This semester he transferred to a school in Seattle, and you two are in a long-distance relationship. Isn't that painful? Why not break up and give me a chance?"

I was furious, and I pushed him away, ignoring that we were still at the bar entrance, and started yelling at him like a shrew.

"Why are you pretending to be crazy because you're drunk! Ray has been good to you, and he's only been gone for a month, and you're already trying to steal him away? Don't you think you're going too far? Even if I break up with him today, I won't give you another chance." Tears welled up in her eyes. Being separated from Ray wasn't something we could control; who wouldn't want to be with their loved one forever? Wild Boar's words struck a nerve.

Brother Long and Ling Qian rushed over and grabbed Wild Boar, who was clinging to me.

That was half a month ago, and I'd been avoiding Wild Boar and Brother Long ever since, always thinking that meeting them would be awkward. I never expected to bump into them here today. But I'm not a stingy person; there's no need to hold a grudge over something like that.
Brother Long urged me to stay and drink together. To show I'd moved on, I said I'd only have a little, because I had to go to school afterwards.

I sat next to Derrick, and on the other side was a couple I'd never seen before, probably native ABCs.
They only spoke English. They seemed unusually open, the two of them kissing and embracing without a care in the world. Across from me was Xiaoqiang, also a notorious good Samaritan in university. If you needed money, help, or assistance with any problems, call Xiaoqiang's hotline; he'd be there anytime. Xiaoqiang's family was somewhat wealthy, and he was often dragged to the casino by Brother Long and Shanzhu, especially after losing everything, when they'd beg Xiaoqiang to treat them to dinner.

Actually, these people weren't all that bad, just fond of playing and showing off. Live for today, worry about tomorrow's troubles later. But next to Xiaoqiang, there was a pair of gleaming eyes—the eyes of a wolf. He was Paul. If you had to name the most despicable and shameless person in this group, Paul would undoubtedly be the answer

. But the culprit who brought Paul into this group was me. (I) Getting up after drinking . 　　I remember near the beginning of this semester, my friend from Toronto, my former middle school classmate May, called. 　　"Lin, I heard you're really popular at your university. My boyfriend is going to study there, could you please look after him? He hasn't even found a place to live yet. Could you help him find one? Please." It's not common to see them together, especially since both of them are quite good-looking. Except Corina's breasts are slightly larger and her figure is a bit fuller. If you weren't a close friend who spends every day with them, you really wouldn't be able to tell them apart. 　　I frowned. What time is it? They haven't even found a place to live yet? It's hard to find a place near a university. 　　I left him my phone number and address. I promised to treat Paul to all the hospitality he deserved when he came, and my friend happily hung up. 　　However, I looked at the nearby apartments, but they were either all fully rented or extremely expensive, so I couldn't make a decision for Paul and could only wait for him to contact me. 　　The night before school started, Paul called me saying he had nowhere to stay and showed up at my place with all his bags. 　　How could I possibly find him a place to sleep at a time like this! But I thought to myself, after all, he's my friend's boyfriend, so there's really no way around it; letting him stay for a day or two shouldn't be a problem. "I heard from May that you like Taiwanese rice dumplings." 　　"Thank you, that's very polite. You really can't buy them here! I'm sorry, my place is a mess, and I can't find a place for you to stay right now. I think you might have to squeeze in with me tonight." 　　Paul waved his hand, "I'm more than happy that you're willing to take me in." 　　I said, "You should call May right away and tell her you've arrived." So I talked to Paul. 　　The next day, I took Paul to register and attend the orientation, and to get familiar with the campus. I told our enthusiastic and outgoing Taiwanese men to give a good welcome to the newcomers. 　　After class, Paul and I discussed the research I had done for him, and finally we decided on an apartment that was reasonably priced but a bit far from the university. Anyway, Paul has a car, so I shouldn't have put in so much effort. 　　However, the previous tenant didn't move out for another two days, which meant that Paul and I would have to share a room for three more days. 　　To express his gratitude for my patronage, Paul asked me to take him to the best restaurant in the area, so I took him to a French restaurant. In this small town, even a top-notch restaurant costs at most around a thousand yuan per person, and Paul even opened a bottle of red wine. 　　"Cheers! To celebrate finding a new house and to celebrate making friends in this unfamiliar city." 　　I was also happy to have helped him, and on a whim, I clinked glasses with him. Amidst laughter and conversation, we ended up finishing a bottle of red wine. 　　While I had the courage to drink, my tolerance wasn't very high, and afterwards, Paul, his face flushed, staggered home.

The small suite, though tiny, had everything you needed. A double bed and a three-seater sofa, taking up almost half the room, were right by the entrance. Paul had slept on that sofa last night.

As soon as I entered, I rushed towards the toilet, but I hadn't expected the alcohol to be so strong; it made me want to vomit.

I vomited all over myself, feeling very dizzy, and couldn't get up from the toilet.

Paul waited outside for a long time, knocking repeatedly. I didn't answer. Then he opened the door and peeked in, seeing me sitting on the floor by the toilet, looking disheveled.

"No way! You can't hold your liquor like that. May said you're the big sister of the Taiwanese people here. How can you mix with people with such a low alcohol tolerance!" I was too weak to respond to Paul's teasing.

"You're so dirty, let me help you take your clothes off!" Paul asked with concern.
"No! I'll do it myself." I shooed Paul away. I said it firmly, but my hands were weak and powerless. It took me ages to take off my shirt, but I couldn't unhook my bra (it was almost like I had torn it off). The worst part was my tight jeans, I couldn't get them off no matter what I did. My hands were so sore, so tired, and I just wanted to sleep...

When I came to, Paul was standing in front of me, helping me take off my jeans.

"What are you doing!" I exclaimed, because I was almost naked except for the jeans hanging on my calves.

"I'll help you take off your pants and put you down! Please, I've been waiting outside for ten minutes, and when I opened the door I saw you sleeping by the toilet. Hurry up and get yourself to sleep!"

After vomiting, my mind was still able to think, but it was very slow. My body couldn't act according to my will. Unable to refuse, I could only let Paul do as he pleased. After taking off my jeans, I was only wearing a pair of CK underwear. They looked like ordinary white underwear, but the material was a slightly transparent veil, and my dark pubic hair was vaguely visible.
My body, flushed with alcohol, was unusually sensitive. Under the gaze of a strange man, I felt a strange sensation, and my skin flushed with pleasure, my breathing became rapid, and even my nipples hardened.

I felt that Paul's eyes had changed a bit. His fingers trembled slightly. His hands brushed against the sides of my underwear. Slowly, he pulled down my underwear, his palms rubbing my thighs and calves. I felt a shiver run through my body.
He pulled me up, his limp arm under my armpits, lifting me up. My whole body went limp, like a lump of mud, against him.

Before Corina could finish speaking, he grabbed her and began his long-planned act, my body only
able to muster a little strength, "I don't want to be on top of you!" but my limbs were useless against him. He tossed me into the bathtub, which was already filled with water, and then squatted by the tub, picking up soap to help me bathe.

I grabbed Paul's hand. "No! I can wash myself," I pleaded, my face flushed.
"No, what if you fall asleep in the bathtub and drown the others?" Paul said gently.

Her eyes grew blurry, and Paul's gentle voice grew softer. The hand that had been holding Paul slowly and limply fell to her sides. She looked at him with a dazed expression, her eyes gradually losing focus. "It feels so good," she thought. His fingers, roaming over my body, sent waves of warmth through me; I didn't want to wake up.

My vagina was being violated by his fingers, and I almost couldn't help but moan, the marks on my skin raw.

The water was getting a little cold; soaking in it for a while cleared my head slightly, and Paul picked me up, soaking wet, and threw me onto the bed.
Completely naked, I was terrified, not knowing what to do.

He removed my wet clothes, revealing his strong physique and his huge, erect penis.

My remaining sanity told me what was about to happen.

"No, we can't do this." I tried to pull him back to his senses with what I thought was a resolute but actually weak voice.

He put my noisy shirt in his mouth, and I couldn't speak, only making muffled noises of anger.

"Actually, you want it too, don't you! Look how hard your nipples are, and just now your pussy...your pussy was gripping my fingers! Your pussy has so much flesh, and it bites, it must feel amazing to fuck you!" The usually gentle Paul had even become rough in his speech.

"No! Please, don't do this." I struggled with all my might. His large hand grabbed my hands, which were between us, and raised them above my head. He knelt between my legs, forcefully spreading them apart with his thighs, and even with all my strength, I couldn't close them. (Nearly 180) My legs were spread wide, forcing my labia to be exposed, revealing my tender, hidden vulva. Even my pubic hair couldn't conceal the engorged clitoris. My private parts were so arrogantly exposed before Paul. My futile struggles only caused my large breasts to sway from side to side, arousing Paul's sadistic desires.

Paul pinched my back with two fingers, forcing me to cry out. "Look at your nipples, they're hard and half a centimeter long! Such big breasts, hehe, I'm going to use your breasts to massage my big dick!" He said, licking my back with his tongue while roughly kneading my breasts with his hands, grabbing them all and pushing them together into a large, plump mound, stuffing it into his mouth, and biting into it, his tongue constantly licking the sensitive nipples.

"You're really crazy! Your video is broken, I can't see you!" Ray said, as if I were joking.
"Damn! May's breasts aren't even half as big as yours, it feels so good to rub them like this! I'm going to eat all your tits off. Like this..." He licked her breasts until they were wet, like eating ice cream.

"Shit, it's leaking out, Lin, I'm sorry, I'll go clean it up first, I'll call him later ."
He reached his hand into my hole, clamped his clitoris, and rubbed it back and forth quickly.

"Ahhhhh~ No!" I wiggled my hips, trying to prevent him from touching me properly. But he forcefully bit my nipple. "Damn! You're so wet, what are you pretending for! You slut!"

I closed my eyes, deciding to ignore everything he did. But my rational decision couldn't stop my lust.
"Your little clitoris is hard too, look... it's leaking!" Seeing that I had my eyes closed, Paul angrily shoved his fingers, which were covered in my cum, into my mouth and stirred them around. I wanted to bite him, but I didn't dare. Tears streamed down my face.

"Do you want my dick to fuck your sister?" I couldn't speak with his finger in my mouth, I could only shake my head desperately.

"I hate raping people the most, so I'll make you say you want me to fuck you to death."

He turned his butt towards my face, as if to do a 69 position.

I was anxious and angry, "If you shove your dick in my mouth, I'll definitely bite it off."

He smiled, "No way, you'll love it." He just used his legs to press down on my hands and upper body, his tall and burly figure making it difficult for me to move an inch, even my breathing was difficult. Paul spread my labia wide open, aimed his tongue at my vulva, and licked it deeply, the newly grown stubble rubbing around my clitoris, making me feel unbearable pain. My
vulva was flowing with lustful fluid, and he ate it with slurping sounds. The crying and moaning sounds were lewd even to himself.

"Since you're going to be fucked by me anyway, might as well enjoy yourself." Paul is a devil; he completely saw through my thoughts.

"Fuck, put your tongue in... oh... shit... it feels so good I almost shit myself... damn...
one finger, two fingers... violently thrusting into my vaginal walls, his fingers alone could hit my cervix. He stuck out his tongue and started licking my anus. Ah! No, even my man has never touched that place.
"Please don't ejaculate inside." I had only a shred of reason left in my lust.

"When I was bathing you earlier, I washed your little asshole! But you were asleep, and your little asshole tightens up during important moments! So cute, it looks like it needs to be fucked!" Paul continued to say lewd things. Only by having sex can I
keep him for a long time. Paul had practiced with May and Corina very well, and even bought a double-headed dildo so
he could perform a high-difficulty technique, rapidly inserting two fingers into my vagina while his other hand forcefully penetrated my anus, his tongue teasing my clitoris. Ahh, my clitoris was so swollen, so hard, so painful from his playing, I cried out.
My anus, infected with vaginal fluid, was easily opened by Paul's fingers, his left and right hands stirring back and forth just between the thin walls of my vagina and anus.

Ah! I can't take it anymore, I screamed, spraying Paul's head and face with vaginal fluid, I couldn't stop cumming.
As soon as I stopped cumming, Paul's nimble tongue would continue to attack my clitoris, the sensitive clitoris being licked by Paul's agile tongue, and water would gush out wildly again. All the tactile nerves in my body were concentrated on my engorged and reddened clitoris. Paul mercilessly ravaged the tender buds that I had come to believe in, causing my limbs to tremble and spasm. I kept teetering on the edge of losing consciousness for several hours.

I reluctantly picked up the phone; this was perhaps the first time in my life I had ever wanted to hear Ray's voice.

"Damn! You're peeing!" His hand kept stirring inside my hole, and my juices kept flowing, making me cry out loudly, looking so ugly.

Paul turned around and forced a kiss on me, silencing my sobs.

"Do you want me to fuck your pussy or your ass?" He deliberately poked my anus with his finger.

"I don't want to fuck your pussy, I just want to fuck your ass?"

"If you don't want me to fuck your ass, then say loudly that you want me to fuck your sister!" Paul had already inserted his finger into my anus and was thrusting it in and out.

"Looks like your ass really likes being fucked by fingers, it keeps biting me, maybe it'll be even more enjoyable with my big dick!"

I didn't even dare to think about Paul's 15-centimeter-long dick with its thick glans being inserted into my anus.
"Quick! Say you want me to fuck you to death, or I'll fuck your asshole until it bursts!"

"Fuck me to death..." I mumbled.
Paul's huge penis instantly plunged into my vagina, which was unusually sensitive after my orgasm. The head of his penis pushed open my heart, and he thrust all the way

in with a "plop, plop." My vagina felt incredibly full, and I moaned shamelessly. "Hold me." He grabbed my hands and put them around his neck as we stood up.

We opened the French windows and went to the balcony. The cold September wind felt like needles attacking my skin, and my pores tightened, intensifying the sensations. Paul's caresses, body temperature, and heat stimulated my nerves.

"Ah! No, don't! Someone will see!" Before I could finish speaking, Paul thrust hard, penetrating deeply and pounding against my cervix, making me moan and groan. My back pressed against the cold, early autumn railing, and Paul spread his hands around my waist, gripping my breasts tightly as if he wanted to crush them, pulling them up and down. I clung to the railing with all my might. With each of Paul's thrusts, my head drooped limply to the balcony, writhing and swaying. The homeowner across the street could probably see my swaying breasts.

Paul's speed increased, and I could feel his hardness inside me. He started breathing heavily, and I knew he was about to ejaculate.

"No! No! Please... ahhhhh..." The more I said no, the happier Paul became.
Suddenly, Paul thrust hard and stopped. Instantly, hot, thick fluid rushed into my body, and I reached my climax.

Paul put me down and shoved his penis into my mouth. "Clean me up!" He grabbed my hair and pressed my face down. I could only obediently lick his semen-covered penis clean. He picked me up 　　, weak and exhausted , 　　and carried me to the double bed .
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... He thrust deeply into me from behind in the X-shape position. My untouched vagina was still dry, unable to withstand his relentless, frenzied thrusting. My dry labia were pulled and turned inward with his penis, so tight that even Paul couldn't help but gasp. 　　My labia and his rapidly moving penis were pushed into my vagina, each thrust pushing it deeper, the unbearable pain causing me to howl in agony. But slowly, this pain created a wonderful feeling of fullness in my vagina, and I couldn't help but touch my clitoris, causing my vagina to secrete more fluid, reducing the excruciating pain. The 　　X-shape position, although it couldn't be fast, allowed for deep penetration by stabilizing my waist. Paul's thrusts, though slow, were deeply penetrating my clitoris. It aroused my desire, and I couldn't help but move in unison with his body. 　　Paul got up and flipped me over into a doggy-style position. 　　"I'm going to fuck you to death, you little bitch!" 　　Paul slapped my fat buttocks, thrusting and playing with my penis, making my vagina twitch. His scrotum was large, and each violent slam hit around my clitoris, bringing me to orgasm. Paul thrust into me again with a powerful thrust. 　　Paul cleverly took my keys and my ID, cards, and cash from my wallet. Since I had already requested a spare lock from the administrator, besides the key I had, only a locksmith could open the door for me. When Paul left, he took the phone and ADSL modem with him. Not content with that, he used luggage rope to tie my limbs, leaving my bound body naked on the bed. 　　About two hours later, Paul returned, only to find me naked and struggling on the floor. 　　"I need to pee," I said angrily, lying on the floor, gritting my teeth. 　　"Oh! So that's how it is! I love watching handsome men pee!" 　　Paul put down the tools he was using and took off his clothes, then picked me up and carried me, who was lying on the floor like a reptile, to the toilet. He placed me on the sink, his face close to my vulva, and with one hand he lifted the skin covering my clitoris, licking only my clitoris and urethra, not licking anywhere else. I had been willing to crawl to the toilet because I couldn't help it, and now he made it even harder for me to hold back. 　　"Can you please not be so abnormal?" I pleaded.

"It's okay, if you pee all over my face, I'll pee back." Paul was truly shameless to the extreme.
Under Paul's strong stimulation, I finally couldn't resist the urge to urinate. Once my urethra relaxed and started to overflow, it was completely unstoppable. Paul stood up with my urine all over his face, and he forcefully inserted his penis into my vagina, which was constantly squeezing outwards as I urinated.

"How is it? Have you ever tried being fucked while peeing? Pretty cool, huh! May loves it! Wow, your pee is so powerful, and your vagina is so tight. It's squeezing me a little!"

"These are emergency contraceptive pills, for you." It turned out that he had just gone out to buy food and also bought me the pills.

"How long are you going to rape me like this?" he said coldly.

"Until I move out!" Paul said with great interest.

"So you'll let me go, you two-river man?"

"It depends on my mood. If you let me have my way." As he spoke, he rummaged through his luggage and pulled out a whole stack of DVDs.

"Do you know what these are?"

I shook my head.

"These are all pornographic DVDs, and May prepared them for me. He knows I have a huge need. Some of them include me, May, and his sister." I was dumbfounded.

May and his sister are identical twins; Corina was born only minutes after May.
"How is that possible?" I blurted out.

"If you don't believe me, I'll just have to show you!" He picked up the DVD and put it in the player. I stared incredulously at the television screen at two women with strikingly similar appearances, kneeling on either side of Paul, licking his testicles. Paul was leisurely swinging his penis, slapping it against May and Corina's cheeks. I couldn't tell
whether May was licking his sister's clitoris while Paul was having sex with May, or Corina was riding on
top of Paul while May was licking their genitals. May, who usually seemed so innocent and cute, was incredibly lewd; his eyes were completely absorbed in sex. It was an addictive look. Paul began to tell the story of how he got involved with May and 　　his

sister.

May and her twin sister Corina were renowned Asian beauties at the university. After all, identical twins aren't that common.

We often joked that if one of them wanted to skip class, the other could just take their place. In high school, due to electives, they might be in the same class but at different times, so they only needed to study half the subjects. One specialized in literature, the other in math, and they would take exams in each other's preferred locations. Unfortunately, May and Corina
had different interests, so in university, one studied literature and the other business—completely different electives, so neither could help the other.

May and Corina's families were very strict, and they didn't move out until after high school and into university, their first time living away from home.

Their mother was very strict and forbade them to have boyfriends. Unexpectedly, as soon as they moved out, May met the playboy Paul. Paul had a bad reputation, but using the old trick of a prodigal son returning home, he cried and begged for May's
company Driven by an unyielding obsession, the innocent May fell deeply and irrevocably
in love with Paul. Paul's exceptional skills in bed made the inexperienced May addicted, like an addict.

Paul, who habitually changed women quickly and had a "eat and forget" mentality, actually settled down for May. Firstly, May was truly obedient and innocent. Paul sometimes cheated on her, but May never noticed.

Secondly, Paul had long coveted May's sister. Actually, while May was pure and lovely, she wasn't enough to make
Paul completely devoted. The reason Paul put so much effort into pursuing May was that May and Corina were twins.

After dating for six months, Paul practically lived at May's house. At night, Paul would always make May moan and
wail . He knew that even through the thin wooden wall, May... Corina could definitely hear their moans.
She knew what they were doing and would obediently lock herself in her room without making a sound. Paul
even boldly pulled May to have sex right outside Corina's door; the sounds of her vaginal muscles biting his penis could probably be clearly
heard.

"Wow! You're so heavy." Drunk people are the heaviest, that's for sure.
Corina had never taught a boyfriend, so she didn't understand the pleasures of sex. She would privately ask May
what felt like, and the naive May would describe the sensations in detail to the curious Corina.
"Sis, why do you make such loud noises, and why does it sound like it hurts? Every time I hear your cries, I can't sleep," Corina complained, half reproachfully, half teasingly.
In my dazed state, I suddenly felt Paul's hand axe wantonly kneading my sensitive clitoris, making me unbearably itchy
. Shyly, she said, "Oh! I don't know! Paul's is so big. Every time it goes in, I can't help but scream!" A hint of shyness, a touch of boasting. After all, she was a woman.

"So, is it painful or pleasurable?" Corina pressed.

"Of course it is...of course it is..." May blushed. The reason was so obvious that even Corina
understood .

Corina seemed to want to ask something more. But May always ended with, "Why ask so many questions! Just go
and find one yourself! That way, the four of us can go on dates together."

Indeed, May and Corina often went shopping and reading together. Since Paul and May started dating,
they spent much less time together.

Although Paul was very nice, always taking her out to eat and watch movies, Corina still felt
like a third wheel. And when talking about love, she acted like a sister standing on a cloud, completely oblivious to her loneliness. And May, who had just experienced the taste of sex... (She was almost addicted to the pleasures of sex, and could
spend the whole day making love with Paul at home. Paul also diligently came to May's house every day.

Corina listened to the moans that inevitably occurred every night, and tentatively touched her own vulva. A very special feeling was indescribable, but she couldn't bear to take her hand away. She thought, how exciting it would be if it were a man's hand, or even his tongue, playing with her vulva like this? Suddenly, Paul's face appeared in Corina's mind, as if it were Paul's slender fingers... She couldn't help but start imagining Paul
playing with May, but when she saw the female body with her legs spread open, her vulva exposed in front of Paul, Corina clearly knew that it was herself with the same face as May! How could I think like this? Corina
felt a little guilty. So she stopped masturbating, but the tingling sensation not only didn't reach its release, but instead rubbed and pounded in Corina's lower abdomen.)
Paul gradually figured out May's habits and deliberately made excuses (like not coming to May's house all day).

He opened the door while someone inside said, "It's me! My sister hasn't come back yet."
Unexpectedly, Corina was only wrapped in a towel, her hair still dripping wet, as if she had rushed to the bathroom in the towel. Perhaps because she had been dating May for over six months and was quite familiar with Paul, she was so
unsuspecting!

With only the towel left on, Corina was even more unexpectedly... He forced Corina onto the ground, the towel already open,
exposing her beautiful body. Before Corina could protest, Paul forcefully penetrated her virgin
vagina. Her vagina was still quite wet after the shower, so Paul easily carried out his rape.

"It hurts!" Corina screamed. Paul thrust relentlessly, completely ignoring Corina's discomfort. He
wanted to take over , and deal with the rest later. The virgin's vagina was tight, and the untouched body made Paul ejaculate quickly. Corina's first time was given to Paul on the floor in front of her own house.
"How could you do this! I'm Corina!" She angrily pounded Paul's chest with both hands.
Paul picked Corina up and went to May's room. He put her on May's bed, and Corina asked Paul,
bewildered "What else do you want to do!"

Paul said gently, "Corina, I've liked you for a long time, although I usually only treat you like
a little sister . You look like May, but your lively and cheerful personality is very attractive to me. Just now, seeing you wrapped only in a bath towel, you were so sexy that I couldn't resist. Besides, I haven't seen your sister for a long time, and I was so aroused that I mistook you for May. May..." "He really enjoys my rough treatment of him!" Corina, who knew nothing, said,
"Don't worry, I told him your video is broken, he can't see me!"
She didn't know how to respond.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, let me make it up to you now. May told me you're curious about me and May, I'll show you now!"

"Your pussy is so pretty! So little pubic hair, so cute!"

"Isn't that how it is?"

"No way! May has much more pubic hair than you!" With Paul's excellent skills, he was already making Corina wet, and the pain and sadness from before gradually faded. Slowly, Corina also started to moan.

"May moan like that too! But he's more slutty than you, he moans louder... When May is having fun,
he calls me 'good brother, hurry up and fuck him.' You tell me! A lot of girls say that."

Corina, as if hypnotized, said, "Good brother, hurry up and fuck me."

Paul chuckled, "Not enough? I want to make you feel even better before I fuck you again."
I held onto the handrail installed for disabled people by the toilet, and Paul fucked me from behind. Class was almost over, and footsteps outside gradually increased. When someone knocked on the door, Paul would force me to say, "Someone's here," while vigorously fucking me. If it wasn't a girl, Paul would say, "Someone's taking a dump in there." Finally, he intentionally ejaculated on the toilet seat before he was satisfied and left.
"Ugh! Fuck... fuck... fuck!" I couldn't say it.

It was clearly my sister's boyfriend, yet he was having an affair with me. All the shame had vanished under Paul's teasing tongue. My pussy was overflowing with juices, and Paul vigorously rubbed his big penis against the entrance of my pussy, making Corina unbearably itchy, her buttocks constantly twisting and turning. It seemed Corina was more... Even more wanton
and lewd. Actually, Corina had been listening to May's lewd moans almost every day, and her desires were already running high.
The throbbing had long since been released.

Paul intentionally lifted Corina's legs, placing them on his shoulders, so Corina could clearly see
Paul inserting his thick, large penis into her tender vagina.
"Quick, quick, say 'good brother,' hurry up and fuck me."
"Almost... I'm about to cum... I really want to cum for you... cum all over your face... your whole body... little brother... ahh... so good... you're fucking me so good. Ray..."

Corina shyly said, "Good brother, hurry up and fuck me." Paul thrust deeply into Corina's tender and tight pussy.
"Hmph! You actually decided to hang up the phone yourself, I'm going to punish you properly, you little slut."
Each time he thrust all the way in and then pulled out. Deep insertion and slow withdrawal. The image of his large glans intentionally pulling the labia majora outwards slowly appeared in front of Corina.

Paul, who had just ejaculated, was now very long-lasting and didn't want to stop so quickly, so he slowly played with Corina, who was already in ecstasy. He changed the position of the missionary position many times, so that his penis could not only penetrate deeply, but also stimulate the vaginal walls all over, sometimes hitting the G-spot, sometimes thrusting into the cervix. Corina, who

was in a daze, did not notice the commotion outside the door. In fact, Corina's moans had already drowned out

May's opening of her own door. She saw Paul and her sister having sex on the bed and looked blankly.
Paul was facing the door and looking at May who was in a daze. But he didn't stop thrusting, continuing to pump Corina's penis. Corina could only moan and groan under the rapid thrusting.

Paul coldly said, "I've messed with the wrong person." But his movements didn't slow down at all.

Before May could reply, he said, "Take off your clothes now, or I won't fuck you anymore. Then I'll just have to give all my sperm to Corina, and from now on, I'll only fuck Corina." He finished speaking in an unquestionable tone,
doubling the speed of his thrusts and letting out a beastly roar.

Incredibly, May actually started to take off her clothes, tears welling in her eyes.

"Come and kiss me," May approached, her eyes still wet with tears.

Paul grabbed her breasts and pulled her close, touching her vulva with his hand. "Okay (I haven't fucked you in a day, doesn't your vulva want me to fuck it?" Paul used both hands to hold May's slender waist, making her vulva face his penis, sticking out his tongue to lick May. Paul , his large penis still thrusting into Corina, had been working on her for the past six months.
He knew exactly how to make May reach orgasm quickly. He stopped thrusting into Corina, his legs firmly planted on the bed.
One evening, May went to visit her family. Arriving at their house, she urgently knocked on the door. It was Corina, of course, who had come to the door. Paul's
body trembled, his penis inside Corina's vagina, thrusting up and down, making Corina feel both itchy and aroused.
Deep penetration followed, his tongue rhythmically licking May's left clitoris, more sensitive than her own. For a moment, the two women, so alike, one on top, the other on the bottom, both moaned and panted softly. The scene Paul had long fantasized about had finally come true.

Once there was a first time, then a second, a third… Paul's extraordinary stamina and endurance kept May and Corina completely submissive. Paul even poured his own energy into May and Corina, making them the only ones who could
do it to him. Two identical women, doing it to each other, seemed to be masturbating while looking in a mirror.

"Yes! May, when you lick my scrotum, look up at me, just like that, lick down, lick my anus, forcefully insert your tongue into my anus. Corina, take my penis in your mouth, faster... suck it, especially when you ejaculate, suck hard, like you're going to bleed me dry, don't let a single drop spill, swallow it all." Ah, Paul, served by four hands and two mouths, ejaculated again and again.
Intentionally choosing a position at the edge of the boundary line? Zhan ?в, 烏竽皌辜叶伎蹩稳吠穆, 现簐模, 烦宰詈竺笗肿咆员叩牡匚桓, 犢久蝶 貖Paul's classes are full of first-year common courses, with at least a hundred students in each class. The lights were off, a slideshow was playing, and the teachers' voices drifted in monotonely. Some students grabbed their materials and left, some dozed off, while the remaining diligent students frantically scribbled notes. No one noticed that I was squatting on the floor giving Paul oral sex.

Paul was putting all sorts of threesome ideas he'd imagined into practice on the twin sisters, constantly coming up with new variations.
"What are you trying to do!" I struggled slightly, grabbing Paul's hand to stop his skillful cruelty. Perhaps my coy demeanor only fueled his desire, for he actually inserted his fingers into my vagina and began thrusting them in and out.

While fucking Corina's anus, he called for May to be in front of Corina, her large tongue licking from her breasts all the way down to
her clitoris and vulva. May was digging into Corina's vagina with her fingers while sucking on her clitoris. Under Paul's tutelage,
May and Corina's skills in licking vaginas had become quite refined, and being women themselves, they knew even better how to bring women to orgasm.

The twins, seemingly sharing the same physique, even had strikingly similar erogenous zones.

Paul liked to have them bury their faces in the blankets, spread their legs wide, their vulvas exaggeratedly wide open before him—two tender vulvas, both shaved clean by Paul, making it impossible to tell which was whose.

Paul poked at each vulva with his fingers, asking, "Isn't this May's cunt that begs to be fucked?" If he guessed correctly, he would insert his finger, while Corina licked her sister's nipples. If he guessed wrong, he would be punished, being fucked in the ass while simultaneously licking the vulva of his twin sister, who was sitting on his face.

However, Paul, who disliked studying, was quickly expelled. He had to secretly take his high school diploma and apply to our school, pretending to be a freshman and repeating his studies. The twins, well-trained by Paul, would play with each other even when Paul wasn't around. Paul inadvertently prevented the possibility of them cheating on each other. As their

departure approached, Paul asked May and Corina to film a sex tape together so he wouldn't be lonely and bored in the unfamiliar city .
The sisters, whose sexuality had already been twisted by Paul, 　　were afraid of losing his favor, so they naturally agreed with tears in their eyes. 　　********** ... He'd even let me have his sister for him, so you, my middle school classmate, are nothing. Therefore, using May to threaten me won't work. If May knew, he'd only distance himself from you, not leave me. Understand? 　　"You don't usually talk like that!" Ray threw a questioning, raised-eyebrow baby face at me. 　　Paul's scheming nature was truly profound; he had blocked all my escape routes. 　　Suddenly, the phone rang. Looking at the number, it was May. I didn't know what to say to May, so I simply handed the phone to Paul. Paul pulled my head to lick his already erect penis, which was already rock hard while watching sex tapes. I was flustered and could only obey. 　　He came in carrying a plastic bag and handed it to me. Paul was very tall and looked fairly refined. Clearly, he was May's type. 　　Paul was very interested in May . "My little darling, I miss you so much! I really want to fuck your little pussy... No way! Lin went to take a bath, he always soaks for a long time, about an hour and a half. Where's Corina? Is she next to me? 　　Then I need to talk to my little wife too... Corina, do you want my big cock to press against you? You two go get two phones, I'll talk to you at the same time, that's fairer!... Fuck! Thinking of you guys, my cock is rock hard again! I really want to rush into the latrine and fuck Lin, Lin's breasts are so big... No! I didn't peek at him, please, he's so well-developed, his clothes can't even cover him up!!" Paul reached out and touched my breasts, intentionally digging his fingers deep into my plump breasts, leaving red finger marks. I winced in pain but dared not make a sound. 　　Paul intentionally turned the TV up louder, "I'm watching you guys fucking a..." "No way! The sound of running water in the bathroom is too loud for Lin to hear. I'll just keep going all the way with him, you're best friends anyway. Will May be jealous? Good stuff should be shared with close friends! It's better for family to enjoy it than for me to go out and sleep with unfamiliar women, right? ...Yes, right! That's the way to be." 　　Paul was practically asking me to confirm that he, May, and Corina really had that kind of relationship. It seemed May didn't care if Paul actually slept with her, even though that was already happening. I had no leverage left to threaten Paul. 　　"Want to suck my cock?...How about deep throat?" Paul grabbed my head and pushed it forward forcefully, all the way to my throat. I wanted to cough, but I had to hold it in. Although May didn't seem to care about sharing her man with me, I didn't want May to know, or even anyone else to know. 　　"Damn, you little bitch, you're licking me so good!" Paul's eyes swept over my flushed face. 　　Paul continued to shake his ass wildly. "I'm going to fuck you to death, I'm going to shove all my sperm inside, make sure your little hole is clean." 　　Paul licked the creases of my anus, his teeth tugging at the fine hairs around it, at one point trying to force his tongue through my rear, making my entire lower body convulse. 　　"And lick my balls, lick your favorite asshole, gently circle it with your tongue, then insert your tongue into my asshole. Yes, so good... just like that." Paul put his thighs on my neck, his eyes brooking no resistance, I had no choice but to do as he said and serve his balls and asshole. When his tongue gently touched around Paul's asshole, Paul pressed my head down tightly. 　　"Lick the polyps around the anus, then slowly pull open the teeth and suck wildly... Oh... so... good..." Paul moaned lewdly with unusual pleasure.

"
****

...

Ugh, that terrifying Paul. Even though I was being raped, he still managed to arouse me... I want it... I want it so badly... My abdomen was burning hot.

Paul couldn't help but get up and pin me down, taking his huge penis and inserting it into my vagina, which was overflowing with lustful fluids from my spontaneous arousal. Plop... So good... That big cock... Ahh.

"Say 'good brother,' fuck me to death." He made a deep, lewd moan like a wild beast as he fucked me.

"Damn! Your vagina is so tight, it's almost making me cum!" Paul put his mouth close to my ear while speaking into the microphone. I was afraid I would scream, so I bit the blanket. I endured Paul's frenzied thrusting.

"Damn it, you little slut who needs to be fucked, just wait till I find a bunch of guys to fuck you... What? You don't want to? Fuck me, you dare refuse me, I'll fuck your cunt raw... One guy will shove his stinky cock into your slutty mouth, another guy will fuck your cunt hard, and there'll be another guy behind you pounding your asshole with a cock bigger than mine, so you won't even be able to scream." Paul used vulgar language I'd never heard before, fantasizing about the twin sisters' moans that I could clearly hear, and shoved the blanket into my mouth. He started thrusting wildly.

"Want to see me fuck Lin? I'm going to use his big tits to give me a tit shot... then I'll shoot it on his tits, smear it evenly, and then you two can each bite his nipples, licking them clean... oh...

fuck... just thinking about it makes me feel so good... let's rape Lin all the way, May, you use the double-headed dildo to fuck his asshole, Corina, sit on Lin's face with your big ass, his juices are all over Lin's face, let Lin be well.
Paul lowers his head and starts to carefully lick his still red, swollen, blurry, and bloody vulva.
He is surprised, "Aren't you lying on the bed? Why are you crawling on the floor!"
Licking your cunt... when you can't breathe, the cunt muscles will tighten to the point of biting you to death... I'll fuck you hard... fuck... Lin will be fucked to death... you're a good partner... and a good bitch... oh oh..."

Paul talks about the scene of him raping me without any care, it seems that these words make May and Corina even
happier.

"Damn! I'm going to cum, where do you want me to cum?... On my face? Okay." Paul pulled out his thick, purplish-red penis and slapped it against my cheek, spurting all over my head and face.

"Did you enjoy it? Lin seems to be almost done washing up. I'll tell you another day, I'm going to fuck Lin now...
Ouch! Just kidding! No way! Mmm... kiss... bye-bye."

He looked down at me, my face covered in semen.

"How was it? Did I say I'd make you say you'd fuck me to death, right? Did I say you'd lick my dick, right? I also said you'd never bite off my big cock, right? How was it? Great, right!" He scooped up a stream of milky white semen and swirled it in my mouth.

What should I do? In just two days, I'm already like Paul's sex slave. I don't want to become like May and Corina
. I also have Ray, who lives far away. I'm so afraid Ray will call. What if Paul does what he did earlier? After
he finished, Paul helped me wash up and cleaned me up. I followed his lead like a puppet. He fed me pizza. He 　　raped
me. I didn't have the confidence to answer the phone while being raped. So I didn't answer Ray's calls. I can't imagine what other weird tricks Paul might use to rape me 　　.

**********
... A sense of inescapable terror gripped my entire body. My mind, devoid of thought, was reduced to a purely animalistic, instinctive reaction, acting solely on Paul's commands. He grabbed my head, frantically thrusting into my mouth, bringing me to the brink of suffocation. 　　"What are you doing?" I asked. 　　"Going to class, of course," Paul replied matter-of-factly. But Paul dragged me to his class. 　　The space was cramped, and he dared not move too much, so no matter how much he licked and teased, the long-lasting Paul wouldn't ejaculate. He just wanted to enjoy the thrill. 　　"On the first day of class, I was able to sit in the new classroom. It was a strange sight, a place where everyone was eager to learn. I'd played around like that before. I covered the slight sound of the door 　　opening. There was a common world history class with nearly four hundred people. The last four or five rows were empty. Paul made me sit facing him. The chair he used had a small, foldable table in front. With the table folded up, the space became much larger. Paul covered me with his coat, and I desperately pressed myself against the right wall, keeping my body low 　　to the ground. From a distance, I looked only a few feet ahead of the chairs in the row in front of me. It was a truly unpleasant experience." Such 　　instability meant Paul would only get hard but wouldn't ejaculate; the two-hour class was killing me. Near the end of class, Paul dragged me into the latrine. This classroom, seating four hundred, was surrounded by a large, unisex latrine easily accessible even to the disabled. Normally, it was almost deserted, as no one passed by when there were no classes. Once class ended, it was bustling with noise, but after a ten-minute break, it became quiet again. 　　Finally, after a full day of sex lessons, Paul told me, "You acted like a slut, great." 　　After dinner, I went home exhausted and rushed to the bathroom to shower, trying to wash away the sweat from my body and calm my extremely aroused nerves. When I opened the bathroom door, my worst fear came true. I rushed to Paul, still only wrapped in a towel. 　　Paul had MSN open... I was video chatting with my boyfriend when I suddenly asked, "Paul, what are you doing? Why is my boyfriend's video on the screen?" 　　Before we became a couple, I had mentioned my boyfriend Ray, who was studying in Seattle, to him. Because my boyfriend's MSN nickname is Ray, that's why when he messaged me on MSN...

Paul, who was online, saw this.

I saw him pretending it was a chat between me and Ray.

"Honey, I miss you so much."

"Oh~ because I haven't heard your voice in so long! I'm sorry, I wasn't home all day, so I didn't answer your calls. You must be very upset!" I didn't expect Paul to be good at comforting men as well as women.

"Where did you go?" Ray added a cheerful face.

Paul looked at me. "I said I went to Tina's house to draw the welcome posters. I haven't slept for two days and didn't even go to class. Tina's long-distance phone is locked by her mother, so I can't make calls."

Through the video call, I could see that Ray was a little annoyed. "Don't do that next time. I'll worry if I can't find you for two days." That solved the problem of me going missing.

"I want to have online sex with you." Oh my god! Paul is really going to kill me.

But Paul is very serious.

"Take your pants off, I want to see your big cock masturbating." After Paul typed this, he pulled me to sit on his lap. He grabbed my hand and made me type it myself. I didn't know what to say... "Having sex online is not as good as having sex on the phone. Okay? I've never tried having sex on the phone with you before!" Ray sent such a message.
Before I could reply, the phone rang. It was Ray. "If you don't answer the phone, I will!"
Paul said.

With this bargaining chip, Paul really did whatever he wanted.

He whispered in my ear, "Today I'm going to fuck your ass."

"What's wrong with you today! I've only been in Seattle for a week and you're already so restless!" Ray's usual calm voice came through. I wanted to cry.

"I miss you so much, I can't imagine the days without you by my side." My voice began to choke.

"Sweetie, don't cry. If you cry again, I won't make love to you." I don't want to make love at all, I just want to hold you, Ray. Paul was unhappy. "Hey! I don't want to listen to you two talking about love."
I had no choice but to try my best to get Ray to make love to me.

"Ray, I miss your hugs, your kisses, your fingers... I really miss them." "

And what else?"

"And your dick..."

Paul started playing with my pussy, whispering, "Tell me how your boyfriend usually does you?"

"And you always lick my clitoris, licking it until I'm so horny and want it so bad!... Then you use your penis to tease my vagina, making me beg you to give it to me... mmm... mmm." Paul rubbed my clitoris so well, I unexpectedly felt like Ray was touching me, which naturally made me moan. Ray Ray's tone started to lighten, and through the video call, I saw his penis,

no less impressive than Paul's, standing erect. "Wow, you're quite the man! You must have quite the appetite!" Paul put his hands under my armpits, lifting the top of my vulva with his left hand, clearly exposing my clitoris, while his right hand rubbed around it.
"Do you prefer the left or the right?" Paul asked.

I took his hand and rubbed the right side of my clitoris, which was my preferred spot. Ray was also quite audacious.
"Ray, I really want you to fuck me hard! Rub my clitoris while inserting... ahh..."

"I don't want to give it to you yet, I want you to lick your fingers and then insert them into your vagina..." Ray slowly grasped the knack of lovemaking, and I watched as his right hand quickly stroked his penis.

"You put (one finger in)?" Paul actually turned on the speakerphone so he could hear Ray. The sound. But conversely, Paul couldn't make a sound either, because Ray could hear every movement on my

side .

"Huh, why is the sound muffled?" Ray quickly noticed.

"Well, because I need to comfort myself, I don't want to hold the microphone." In desperation, my ability to lie really became very strong.

"Oh! So you've already put your fingers in your hole?"

"Yes! I put two in." But it was Paul's fingers that were inserted. My legs were straddling Paul
's thighs, and my juices were overflowing, making Paul's thighs wet as well.

"I really want to see you squirt! To see your vagina keep clenching, and the water gushing out in spurts, spraying onto my little brother..."

"Ray... Ray... I want you to fuck me." I shouted Ray wildly. Only then
could feel like I wasn't being raped by Paul. Paul lifted my buttocks slightly and thrust in forcefully with a "plop," and I couldn't help but moan. Paul's thighs trembled as I panted and cried out lewdly.

Paul said, "Look, now two men are fucking you! Feeling good, huh! One in front, one behind!" Ahhhhh~ I swayed my hips, wanting more and more thrusts. I grabbed Paul's fingers and rubbed my clitoris, while I vigorously squeezed and kneaded my breasts, frantically calling Ray's name. None of this was real… I was deeply trapped in a whirlpool of lust. I vigorously thrust up and down, Paul was just a vibrator with a huge penis… I couldn't stop… ah… ah…
"Have you come?" Ray asked breathlessly.

Ray His voice was so sexy, I wanted him to bite my earlobe and breathe softly. Just his voice made me feel numb and unbearably itchy.
He rubbed his penis against my opening, the thick glans pressing against my labia, opening and closing. I couldn't escape my fate of being violated, tears streaming down my face, my sobs mixed with lewd moans.

"I'm fucking your sister too, it feels so good. Lin... I love you so much..." Ah, hearing those words, I climaxed... hot, wet vaginal fluid sprayed onto Paul's hard penis, and under the forceful contraction of my vagina, Paul's big penis slid out.
I finished eating the equipment without tasting it, and it was already past eight o'clock in the evening, and today's classes had long since ended.
Paul suddenly pounced on me and pushed me forward, pinning my hands behind my back, my soft breasts pressing tightly against the table, the phone call just a short distance away, close enough for me to hear his own breath.

Paul touched the tightly closed sphincter muscles around my anus with his fingers, slowly inserting his fingers and gently sliding them, while using the remaining fingers, moistened with my vaginal fluid, to twist and probe the forbidden zone that no one had ever explored before. He picked up his huge penis and circled it around my anus as usual. I tightly clenched my anus to refuse his deeper penetration. Suddenly, he viciously thrust his large penis, covered in my sticky love fluid, into my asshole. The tearing pain was overwhelming, and I screamed loudly.

"Have you come yet? Ahh..." Ray's voice came from the far end as he reached his climax, milky white fluid oozing from between his fingers. "

You."

I hurriedly endured the pain and said, "Ray, no! I'm a little tired. You go clean up, I'm going to sleep. Goodnight!"

"Okay, then you go and rest first. Love you, bye-bye." He turned off the video call and hung up the phone.

Paul slapped my fleshy buttocks repeatedly, leaving red finger marks. He squeezed my buttocks tightly with both hands, making my anus even tighter, and then forcefully thrust into my anus, reaching deeper and deeper into my rectum than he could into my vagina. The intense friction caused a burning sensation like fire.

"Damn! I just helped you and Ray have sex, and I had my fun. Now it's your turn to repay me... you're so cocky... you deserve a beating! Weren't you shaking so hard and screaming for Ray? Hehe, you think I'm Ray's substitute? Let's see how your Ray fucks your asshole." Although Paul's words were fierce,
"Ahhh! It hurts! Don't do this, please let me go! Waaaaaah..."
But my little brother below was throbbing even more fiercely.

"You're going to fuck me to death!" I was in excruciating pain... His long, thick penis was stuck in my tightly closed anus. No matter how violently he thrust or pulled it out, the glans was stuck inside the sphincter and wouldn't fall out. And no matter how much I begged, cried, or wailed, it only fueled Paul's crueler lust. He thrust all the way in, hooking the rectal mucosa and tearing at my heartstrings.
I was drowning.

Paul lifted me up in a spread-eagle position like he was helping a child urinate, swinging my fat buttocks up and down. His stuck penis, following the force of free fall, relentlessly violated my anus, my chrysanthemum opening being pulled outwards by the thrusting of his penis. In front of the arrogant mirror, Paul wanted me to watch as he casually and violently dug into my vagina with his fingers while simultaneously forcefully shoving his penis into my anus... Both my holes were filled with wriggling, hard objects. "Look, I can feel your throbbing penis through the vaginal wall!" The pain gradually numbed into a strange sensation. I was being fucked so hard that tears and saliva streamed down my face.

Ahh, so lewd… no…

"Damn! You slut, being fucked by me in front of Ray, and now you're drooling with pleasure. Ray has no idea what a slut you are."

Paul pushed me around the room like an ox in a cart, except his penis was inserted into my ass. My legs finally gave way and trembled. In the end, Paul forcefully pulled his penis out, the glans tearing through 　　my 　　sphincter muscles in the most brutal way. 　　Ahh

... 　　Paul yelled and ejaculated inside me. He lay on my raised buttocks, refusing to separate from my body. I could only let him lie there, powerless to resist his advances. Gradually, my vagina felt his dwindling penis, yet it still involuntarily tightened after the afterglow of orgasm. Suddenly, he grabbed my buttocks and forcefully urinated. 　　Ahhh~ A hot, burning, and intense stream of heat poured into my flower. I passed out. 　　When I woke up the next day, Paul was gone. He didn't seem to have taken nude photos of me to blackmail me as I had imagined. Perhaps he thought that women he had slept with were all irresistible to him! He simply packed up his belongings and left my house with a note that said "Thank you for your hospitality." 　　Looking at my body in the mirror, I saw many dense bite marks and hickeys on my shoulders and breasts, and slight bruises on my buttocks. The pain in my body was still there, and my eyes were swollen from crying. All of this was not just a nightmare, but a real reality.

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