First love is hard to forget

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I rushed to the hospital from out of town and felt terrible when I saw my mother's pained and emaciated face. After learning about the situation, I felt a little calmer. Then I looked around the ward and saw that there were four beds in the small space. The smell of the hospital's special disinfectant was mixed with the smell of human sweat, which gave people a very turbid feeling.
I had no choice but to leave the ward with my father and say, "Why didn't you find a room with fewer people?" My father also looked helpless and said, "This is already pretty good. Didn't you realize it was an extra bed? The other people in the room are unhappy. The hospital said they would adjust the room as soon as there is a bed available, saying that someone will be discharged the day after tomorrow and will go directly to another ward after surgery."
It seemed there was no other way. My father went back to his ward. I took out a cigarette, lit it, and after only a couple of puffs, a nurse came over and looked at me sternly, saying, "Smoking is not allowed here. Didn't you see the sign on the wall?" I immediately apologized like a grandson and walked out. As I turned around, she was still muttering to herself, but I had no mood to pay attention to her at all.
After finishing my cigarette outside and returning to the ward, I found two more nurses in white coats in the small space, performing my mother's daily routine check-up. I glanced at the two of them, and one of them, who was standing behind giving instructions, immediately caught my attention.
After carefully confirming, I still had some doubts, but at the same time I was a little happy. There were many people around, so I didn't act rashly. What if she wasn't someone from the ward? Wouldn't she laugh at me? So I went out and waited at the door. My mind couldn't help but think of the middle school days I spent with her.
Her name is Liu Yunhua. She and I were in the same sports class. Our middle school class brought together students from all the school's sports teams in the same grade. Mainly because we often went out to compete, the school had such a class in each grade for easier management. Students from other classes called it the sports class, and we were proud of it.
Another thing that makes students in other classes jealous is that the male and female students in our class have relatively good relationships. However, this only applies to students in the same major. We are both on the volleyball team, the only difference being that we are male and female.
Because of frequent travel for competitions, the boys usually do the heavy work of carrying luggage, while the girls wash the sweaty sports clothes during the competitions. Since middle school competitions are usually held by boys and girls at the same time, they often travel together.
I don't know if it was passed down from above or invented by some teacher, but in order to prevent early romantic relationships, teachers are not allowed to selectively help each other. They can only help each other with the same number. That is to say, I am the number 4 setter in the team, so when we go out, I can only help the number 4 setter in the girls' team. My sports clothes will also be washed by her.
She and I were a pair who helped each other. Luckily, she was considered one of the better-looking girls on the team. Middle school was indeed a very memorable time. The hazy attraction between boys and girls began, and the feelings of spending time together day and night, coupled with the curiosity and understanding of sex, led to intimate behaviors between boys and girls that they dared not do but were eager to try.
As I was reminiscing about the wonderful times I shared with her, the door opened, and two nurses came out. I tentatively called out, "Liu Yunhua!" Her turning around confirmed that I hadn't mistaken her for someone else.
She and the nurse both turned to look at me. She called my name in a somewhat disbelieving but certain tone. I nodded, and she became very excited, saying, "What are you doing here?" I said, "My mother is hospitalized here."
"How many beds?" she asked eagerly.
"The one you just checked." I showed a hint of helplessness.
She said, "Really?"
I knew it was just an instinctive verbal response. The nurse then said, "Head Nurse, I'll go now." She nodded at me, looked a little embarrassed, and left. Only then did I realize who the nurse was who had told me not to smoke was.
Liu Yunhua watched her leave and said, "You're not leaving, are you? I'll go check on the patients first, and then I'll come find you. Let's have dinner at my place."
After she finished speaking, she gave me a look that made my heart race, then turned and left. I clearly saw two blushes creep up her fair face.
I walked out of the ward building, lit a cigarette like many other smokers in the courtyard, leaned against a tree, and reminisced about what she looked like in middle school ten years ago.
At that time, she gave me the impression of being kind and thoughtful. Almost every day after a competition, she would take my sweaty sportswear to wash it, and especially after all the competitions, she would take my shoes to wash and dry them before giving them back to me.
Anyone who loves sports knows what it smells like for a guy's shoes and socks after exercising, but she never mentioned it. For a while after graduation, I would often think of her, especially after entering university when the school team went out to compete, and I would think of her when I was doing my own laundry.
Looking back now, I know I loved her. When we broke up after graduation, we were both very attached to each other. Unfortunately, she was from a local military family, and I lost contact with her after graduation.
When I returned to the ward, my father was looking for me. He said that the head nurse had changed my room. I was wondering why there was a room all of a sudden when a nurse came and said that the room was ready and asked me to come over. I hurriedly took my things and went over. She was in the room directing the caregiver to make the bed.
Later she told me that military hospitals reserve a certain number of beds for military personnel, and they also reserve regular rooms. My mother was assigned a room for officers who regularly recuperate, but it wasn't the time for recuperation now, so my mother was allowed to stay there first.
Only then did I realize that the head nurses of each department in the hospital had a lot of power, and that they had the final say on all bed allocations. Just as I was about to express my gratitude, she said, "You know, the room fees are quite high. You can stay here for now. You have surgery the day after tomorrow, right? This will be better, and your family will have a place to rest." Looking at her face, which was flushed from the heat and exhaustion, I really wanted to hug and kiss her. She looked at me and said, "I get off work at six. I'll come and call you later." After saying that, she politely said goodbye to my parents and left.
My parents looked at me strangely, not expecting me to have such great abilities. I told them that it was entirely thanks to the help of my classmates, and they stopped saying anything. But my mother said with a regretful tone, "This Xiao Liu is really good."
I suddenly felt a strong sense of jealousy and an indescribable feeling, a bit sour. I knew that seeing her rekindled my love for her, and I was even more certain that I had loved her.
Since there was no surgery, my mother went home for dinner that evening. The new ward had a bathroom and no one needed to accompany her, so I easily went to Liu Yunhua's house.
Her home was in the hospital's staff housing, not far from the ward, only about a hundred meters away. When I went there, I couldn't help but marvel at how high the status of the military is in any country. Nowadays, urban land is very scarce, but the military has a considerable amount of land.
Walking over, there were two neat rows of bungalows, each row with more than a dozen rows. From the outside, the bungalows were not particularly eye-catching, but when you got closer, you would find that each household had a courtyard of more than 30 square meters. What surprised you even more when you went inside was how big the rooms were. She told me that they were all the same here, one bedroom and one living room. I saw that the living room alone was more than 20 square meters, which is rare for bungalows, which shows that the span of the bungalows is very large.
She invited me inside to sit down, and went to the small kitchen in the yard to cook. I said, "Don't cook, let's go out to eat. You've helped me so much, let me treat you."
She looked at me and said, "It's okay, I've already prepared everything at noon, it'll be ready in a bit." I thought of the photo of the two of us hanging on the wall in the room and couldn't help but ask, "What time does your husband get off work?" "He's been transferred, and I'll be leaving soon too. My parents went there last year, so it's like they've returned to their hometown. His father handled the arrangements." As she spoke, she skillfully began to cook, it seemed she cooked often.
"What does he do?" I couldn't help but ask curiously.
"He used to work in the political department of the hospital, but he was transferred to the government office." "Don't you have any children?" I couldn't see any signs of having children in the room.
"I'll ask for it later, what about you?" she asked, turning around as she worked.
I didn't know what to say, and said somewhat sadly, "I'm not married yet." For some reason, she dropped the spatula on the floor. I saw she was a little flustered, and to cover it up, I said, "Why don't you go watch TV first? You're making me uncomfortable."
晚饭很简单，但是我吃的非常高兴，也许是她做的。
吃过饭帮她收拾出去，她给我泡了杯茶，这才坐下来，我不由看着她穿着军装的样子，说真的她非常适合穿军装，由于天热加上夏常服的面料也不薄，所以她额头都是汗，她打开了空调后坐在我边上，半侧身的看着我说：「说说你吧，这些年过得怎么样？」
我取出烟示意了一下，她从茶几下面一层取出烟灰缸，我点上后说：「也没有什么可说的，大学四年毕业后找了一家公司做，比较平淡。」猛的脑子里出现一个念头便调侃的说了句：「就是上大学时候老想你。」「骗人，想我为什么不给我写信？」她表情坚定的认为我在说谎。
「我怎么没有写，毕业后我按照你给我的地址写了信，结果是你姐姐回的信，说是你上了一个什么部队下属的技校，并且给了我一个地址，我就写到那里，结果是没有消息，我以为你不愿意给我回信，或是不想我闯入你的生活。」我想起那时等待回信的样子，不由有点伤感。
「真的，那一定是误会，我起先是在技校，后来刚好有一所中专的护士学校招生，基本上是面向部队子女的，我就改了学校，我到技校总共上了一个星期的学。」她有点同感的说，同时又有点不好意思的样子。
我见她有点内疚的样子便说：「看来是老天的安排，说明我们有缘无份。」我轻松的说，其实内心还是非常的酸楚。
她再次转过头看着我问：「你怎么不结婚？是想赶时髦的独身吗？」我不知当时自己怎么那样说，也许是有点把失去联系的责任推给她，也许还有更多的遗憾我说：「一直在等你，希望能与你意外的重逢。」她听了明显的一震，看着我的眼睛里一下出现了非常复杂的情感，我没法一下完全的读懂，但我知道她动心了，她完全的相信我说的。
只有一会的功夫，我们彼此的互相注视着对方，她的眼中开始充盈起一片泪光，一股柔情从心里升起，瞬间变成了汹涌的情潮，我忍不住移动了一下，抓住了她的手。
她只是那样真诚的看着我，没有丝毫的抗拒，我再也忍不住将她一把拉入了怀里，没有想到她一下哭了起来，紧紧的搂住我，在我的肩上抽泣着，用力的控制着自己的声音，身体不由自主的抽动着。
我抱着她成熟丰韵的身子，女性特有的味道钻入我灵敏的嗅觉器官，我不由用手在她后背，安慰的抚摸着，感受着她的体温和不停的抽搐。
我的生理在变化，一股强烈的冲动开始在体内滚动，我抓住她的双肩将她推离，近距离的看着她梨花带雨的较好的面容，慢慢的把灼热的嘴唇按在了她不停蠕动的双唇上。
她被电击般的一颤，但没有做任何的拒绝或是不情愿的示意，反而象中学时配合着微微的张开湿润的双唇，那熟悉的气味完全占有了我的嗅觉和味觉。
吻过后，我用手指轻轻的拭去她脸上的泪痕，她充满了羞涩的避开我得目光，低下头说：「你恨我吗？」
「不！这不是你的错。」我将她的头放在我的肩上，鼻子在她的头上用力的获取着那让我不断升腾情欲的气味，一支手不由的放在了她脖子下衣襟开叉而露出的肌肤上。
她紧张的按住了我的手，我将她楼的更紧了，她轻声的问：「你还爱我吗？」女人期待自己喜欢的男人爱自己的虚荣心表露无疑。
我在她的额头吻了一下说：「爱！」
她一下放开了按着我的手，将手放在了我的腰上，双手环抱着我的腰，我明白她的意思，可是我突然回归了理性，脑子里想着不要破坏她应该是幸福的家庭，手却伸了进去，停在了十年前曾到过，那时还显得娇小的地方。
入手绵滑柔软而又不失弹性的乳房，我用手掌握住包括乳头乳晕的部分，用掌心的热力传给她刺激的信息，同时感受着她乳房的柔软，和记忆中的乳房比较着。
毕竟是成熟的女性，丰满柔滑中已经无法找寻那坚挺、带有青涩的韵味，变得敏感的乳头已经在抗拒我手掌的包围。
她一下将我抱的紧紧的，嘴里不知说了句什么，我的理性让我停止了进一步的行为，局限在那开始发硬的突起上用手指拨动，她仰起了闭着眼睛的脸，微张的双唇期待的蠕动着。
我开始感到了自己的无耻，我不能继续下去，这会破坏她的家庭，太晚了，会被邻居说闲话的，我的道德感和一种让她感到更加完美的男人的虚荣心使我退了回来。
面对着她有点迷惑和失望的眼神我说：「我不想你被邻居说，况且你紧张的情绪说明你还没有准备好，我爱你更想你在一种完全放松的状态下接受我。」她眼睛里再次涌起盈眶的泪水，我一边帮她擦去，一边说：「你平静一下，过几天我们找个机会好好的回忆一下中学时代的那份情」。
她轻轻的点头说：「你要走吗？」
我没有直白的回答她，轻松的说：「你的工作太累了，你该早点休息，太晚了会给你带来不便的。」
走进月光下已经开始凉爽的夜色，我将压在心上的一股说不明白的感觉吐出来，脑子里开始想我是不是该放弃，自己冲动的还没有消退的生理变化说明自己是爱着她，为什么要放弃，如果坚持她是不会拒绝的。
母亲的手术非常的顺利，手术的当天晚上，她在病房陪着我一起守夜，细心的帮我做我不会的事，每隔一会就用湿的纱布涂抹我妈干燥的嘴唇，告诉我手术后病人通了气才可以进食。
快天亮时她见我妈已经通气了便说先走一会，我感谢的送她出来，她有点不高兴的说：「你再这样我就不理你了。」
我看着她有点发红的眼睛，一晚上象儿媳一样的服侍我妈，我的心里说不出来的感觉。
医院快上班时她又来了，端着刚刚熬的稀饭，告诉我该怎样给我妈吃，不要一次太多等等，说是查完房再过来。
我妈恢复的也很好，父母一直都在说她的好话，我也知道她是一个非常好的女人，我心中的那种后悔越来越强烈，仿佛失去了一件十分珍贵的东西。
妈妈手术后一个星期，已经不需要陪员了，这天我让父亲晚上去陪，我说有事情，父母也说我这几天辛苦了，让我去放松一下，下午我就订了座位。
见到她时已经想到了她会打扮一下的，可是还是令我有点吃惊，我没有想到她穿着便装是那么的漂亮，我以前怎么没有意识到她的美，我真的非常后悔。
吃饭时她显得非常的放松，这给我了不少解脱，吃饭时我就告诉她，我订了个房间，希望和她能不受干扰的聊天。
她对我的安排没有说什么，只是很认真的看着我，羞涩中含着期待的说：「你能肯定我准备好了吗？」
我看着她，伸手抓住她在桌上的手，用一种爱怜的目光看着她反问：「你没有准备好吗？」
她笑着说：「我知道那天是你自己的问题，你的母亲手术在即，你根本没有心情，你也不需要掩饰，我能理解，不要忘了我有一门课叫心理学。」「你把我当成病人了？不过你说的很对，可是那天我真的是更多的考虑到在你家留宿会给你带来麻烦。」我认真的说着。
她低下头，然后抬起来红着脸有点羞涩的说：「我知道你是个君子，那天晚上和十年前的那个晚上一样，用你的自制力保全我。」她的话使我想起了十年前中学毕业即将分手的一个晚上，我们坐在学校对面的小山坡上，望着放假后只有零星灯火的校园，我搂着她，她静静的靠在我的身上，承受着我的手在她青春的肌体上的探索。
被我不断挑起情欲后，每一次新奇的刺激都会不由自主的仰头吻一下我的脸，我每次在她吻过之后都会去开发我没有抚摸过的地方，直到我的手触及到她最隐秘的地方，她才如梦方醒的按住了我的手，让我的手停留在那湿热的地方。
她看着我说：「你爱我吗？」
「我没有比此时更加爱你。」我无比真诚的告诉她，并且激烈的吻着她。
她一边放开我的手，一边紧张的说：「我有点怕。」说完紧紧的抱住我，不再阻止我的行为，我充满好奇和强烈的爱恋，手指在她越来越湿热的处女地游动。
就在她用颤抖纤细的手抓着我已经发疼的那根，引导着靠近她那条从未有人开发过的裂缝时，我猛地像被召唤一般的停了下来，温柔的对她说：「不，我不能这样，我想留到最好的时候。」
她一下把紧张忘记了，紧紧的抱着我，将她有点青涩双乳贴在我的胸口，我能感受到她的心跳，她把嘴唇按在我的嘴上，将湿热腻滑的、带有她完全气息的舌头送入我的嘴里，我用力的吸吮着，甚至是在撕咬。
直到我感到口腔中多了一种血的腥气才松开她的舌头，她哼哼着说：「你太狠了。」
那是一种充满了无比情愿的、丝毫没有责备和不满的话语。
我怜惜的捧着她的脸，说：「对不起。」
她摇摇头说：「我没事，抱紧我，你知道我多爱你吗？」「你在想什么？」她捏了我的手，使我回到了餐桌前，「是在想你没有伤害我的那个那个晚上吗？你后悔吗？」
我更紧的抓着她娇嫩的手，看着她说：「现在真的后悔，可那时没有，我想回到那个那个晚上。」
她放开了我的手，泪水从她亮亮的眼睛中涌出，一边取纸擦去泪水，一边说：「我们走吧，我想在你怀里哭一场。」
我没有说什么，结帐离开了餐厅。
在去饭店的路上，她有点哀怨的说：「你为什么不早点给我写信？」我不知怎么回答，那几天一直和几个同学在一起，等到写信时真是晚了。
现在想起来我不知道自己是不是真的爱她到非她不娶的程度，但是从再次见到她那令我窒息的心跳，以及这些年谈过的几个女友来说，我知道我的内心深处还是无法割舍对她的情愫。
进入房间后我便忍不住的抱住她，在她薄薄的衣料外抚摸着，她仰起头看着我，那种眼神令我的心在紧缩，我狠狠的吻着她，一边解开她的裙装上的扣子。
她任凭我用力的吸吮，双手搂着我的脖子，尽可能的把舌头送入我的口中，我的手抚摸着裙装落下后她赤裸的、光滑白皙的肌肤，嘴唇造成的亲吻也从嘴离开，沿着脸颊、耳朵、脖子、肩膀的线路游走。
解开后扣式的胸罩，两个坚挺圆润的乳房暴露出来，我一手抓住一个，一口含住已经不再是十年前那粉色娇小的乳头，她用力的抱着我的头，紧紧的压在她的胸前，嘴里发出难耐的哼叫。
我一边将她柔软光滑的乳肉在手中变换着形状，一边用另一支手褪去她的内裤，她抓住我的手说：「让我洗一下好吗？」
我抬起头看着她，由于赤裸使她感到羞耻的脸红了，但她没有去遮挡自己，我点点头，她从随身的小包里取出一个外出用的洗漱包走进了卫生间。
我坐在床上，点上一支烟，感受到裤子的裆部变得小了，我站了起来轻轻的走到卫生间门口，偷窥的欲望在体内涌动，从门缝看到了她，同时她也看到了我，彼此在镜子里一笑。
我索性推开了门，她一边用花洒冲洗着自己一边说：「我就好了，别看了，十年前你就看过了。」
我没有走脑随口说：「那不一样。」
她明显的一颤，手上的动作也慢了，看着我说：「你嫌弃了？」我忘记了女人在这方面的敏感，随口的一句使她感到内疚，看着晶亮的泪水涌出眼眶，我的柔情再也控制不住，一下将她满身水珠的身子抱在怀里。
她没有想到，忙把花洒移开，可是我的衣裤还是湿了，我一边抱着她，一边说：「我不是那个意思，我是想表达你成熟的美更加吸引我，我不会嫌弃你的。」直到我在床上搂着她，尽情的抚摸着她赤裸的肌肤，她才停止了在我怀里的痛哭，我不停的抹去她涌出的泪水，她用手抱我，使我趴在她的身上，她看着我，我也看着她，我的手慢慢的伸下去，她没有丝毫的难为情，仿佛是妻子正在为丈夫奉献自己。
我开始在她浓密的毛发覆盖的地方摸索、滑动，柔软温热的裂缝在慢慢的张开，腻滑的体液开始冲裂缝中溢出，手指进入开始变得火热湿滑的体内，她开始了呻吟，我在她耳边轻轻的说：「我能进去吗？」她知性的伸手找到我坚硬的男根，轻轻的引导着，我胀痛的龟头触及到了湿热的裂缝，我不再忍受，十年前就该撬开的裂缝今天终于如愿了。
我急切又有点粗暴的捅入了她已经完全湿润的阴道，随着进入，她哼叫着紧紧的抱着我，仿佛要把我抱进她的身子，她尽力的分开双腿，轻轻的扭动着身子，将进入的角度调整到最佳，一手抱住我的头，将急促喘息的嘴对准我，伸出舌头送入我的口中，一支手按在我的后腰上。
我开始快速的抽动起来，她立刻就发出了娇羞满足的哼叫，我将十年来所积蓄起来的对她的所有情感都注入男根，使它坚硬如钢，有力的抽动使她不住的呻吟和欢叫。
她开始有点受不了了，我们每一次的肉体的撞击都会使她叫出来，她开始紧紧的抓住我，用断续和发抖的声音告诉我她受不了了，让我减缓一点。
我不由的伏在她耳边说：「告诉我你快乐吗？」她用力的点头，用热烈的亲吻告诉我她的感受，我减缓了速度，让她能更长的感受高潮带来的那种蚀骨的酥麻。
待她平缓一会我又开始了令她升腾的抽动，她再次的叫了起来，我想让她获得更多更加难忘的感受，我跪了起来，将她的双腿分开、折叠，手卡在她的膝弯处，将她的大腿尽可能的靠近她的身子。
我看到她和我的结合部像水洗般的湿润，她的阴唇都有点红肿，我慢慢的进出，每一次进入都深深的到底，我看着她闭着一双失神的眼，脸上不断的在痛苦和享受之间变换。
我拉起她的一只手，让她自己抱住腿，我用腾出来的手分开她浓密的阴毛，在阴毛的覆盖下找到了已经肿大的阴蒂，我用拇指按住，揉动着。
她一下惊叫起来：「不要，我受不了了，不要，求你了。」我没有理会，更加刺激她的说：「看着我。」
她睁眼看了一下，遇到我的目光立刻羞耻的闭上了，我便更加用力快速的揉弄她的阴蒂，她难忍的开始扭动。
她知道我要她睁眼，只好睁开充满情欲的双眼看着我，这使她感受到的快感更甚，我问她：「告诉我你希望我这样永远的拥有你。」她用一种爱到极度的目光看着我说：「我是你的，我愿意，我愿意。」两人都高潮后，彼此都感到了体能的匮乏，我搂着她静静的躺着，男人的好色就在于哪怕他的手指还能动，都不会放过近在咫尺的女体，我的手指在她硬硬的乳头上触摸。
不知什么时候，感到自己的男根传来的刺激，睁眼一看，她正用毛巾轻轻的在擦拭我的男根，清除上面黏附的两人的体液，见我醒了，有点不好意思的说：
「把你弄醒了。」
我知道是她的职业使她有点洁癖，我不由的说：「你把我弄醒了是不是又想了。」
她娇羞的在我腿上打了一下说：「才不是呢，你刚才像疯了一样的，我现在还疼呢。」
「我看看。」我发现她穿了一条和先前不同色的内裤，我知道她做了准备的。
她马上紧张的说：「不，人家刚收拾干净。」
她进了卫生间我知道她在清洗毛巾，我等她出来抱住她说：「还是脱了吧，不然一会就又不能穿了，你不会带了很多吧。」她羞耻的打了我一下说：「讨厌。」
然后变得非常温柔的继续说：「你还想吗？你若是想就脱了。」我在被子下面抚摸着她，她闭着眼睛，我看她每当我触到她的阴户都会皱一下眉，我知道她有点疼。
我猛的揭开被子，伏在她的两腿间，她羞耻而紧张的说：「不要，别看。」我按着她的腿，从两腿、两乳之间看着她说：「十年前我看的时候你都不羞，现在到感到羞了。」
她显出无奈的样子说：「看吧，我的一切都是你的。」说完闭上眼睛，手轻轻的搭在我的手上，我看着因红肿而坟起的阴唇，忍不住吻了下去。
「不要！」她像惊了一样的坐了起来，我被吓了一跳，我以为弄痛她了，她看着我说：「不脏吗？不要这样。」
「你不喜欢这样？」我像可能是她的职业使她拒绝这样的性爱方式。
「不是的，你不嫌弃那里脏吗？」她显出了一种内疚的情绪，我明白了她的意思，她想我可能会计较她已经不再是十年前那个纯洁的她了。
I didn't want to explain too much. I showed her with my actions that I didn't care. I looked at her and slowly extended my tongue towards her vulva. She clearly felt my feelings, and her eyes revealed the guilt of an irreparable regret. She reached out and stroked my head, saying, "I'll do whatever you want. As long as you like it, I'll still love you the same way." I began to answer her with my actions. I parted her swollen labia, and she trembled slightly in pain. I touched her red labia with the tip of my tongue, which were beginning to secrete glistening fluid. She arched her lower abdomen and cried out sensitively. I licked her as gently as possible, giving her an unforgettable stimulation.
A few minutes later, she couldn't help but pull me up, saying, "Come on up."
As she wished, I inserted my now-erect penis into her body, pulled her up with my hands, and made her straddle my lap. I stroked her smooth back and buttocks with both hands, and alternately licked and sucked her swollen nipples.
She wrapped her arms around my neck, her body rising and falling with my guidance, showering my forehead with kisses from time to time. I saw her frown occasionally, and I asked with pity, "What's wrong? Does it hurt?" She shook her head and said, "No, if I had known we would meet again, I would never have gotten married. I would have saved myself for you." Tears streamed down her face.
Driven by her sadness, I hugged her tighter and began to penetrate her more deeply. She was also aroused and began to cooperate with my increasingly faster movements.
The two of them slept until almost noon before getting up. I had another thought, and she looked at me lovingly as I stroked her body, which had been ravaged all night, and said softly, "Can you bear with it a little longer? This is bad for your health. I promise you, I'm willing to give it to you whenever you want. You know I love you, and I won't refuse you, but I want you to be healthy even more."
After the breakup, I realized that we were truly destined to be lovers but not meant to be. I stopped considering other worldly moral views. I knew that I loved her in my heart, and that was enough.
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