My Mature Woman Romance (Part 5) To be continued

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The next day, I handed in my resignation, returned the apartment, and packed my bags. I didn't say goodbye to Sister Lan when I left, because I was afraid to see her, unsure how to face her tender gaze, and even more afraid that this ill-fated relationship would drag us deeper into trouble. I didn't even collect my end-of-month salary, turned off my phone, and fled this place I would never forget.
I turned on my phone again, half a month later (the reason I hadn't changed my number was probably because I still couldn't let go of Lan-jie). "Beep...beep..." My phone was full of messages; I deleted them all without reading a single one. A dozen minutes later, the phone rang. I answered without hesitation, and a long, aggrieved voice, laced with sobs, came through. "My family wants me to go back for a blind date, so I had to turn off my phone. I'm back in Shanghai now," I had to find an excuse for my actions. "Where are you? I'll come see you," Lan-jie asked quickly upon hearing my last sentence. "I'm in Putuo District (I used to be in Minhang District, but I deliberately went further away), at a friend's house." After a struggle (whether to meet her or break up), I decided to meet her anyway; after all, Lan-jie was the first woman in my life. We agreed on a place, booked a room, and I waited anxiously while showering. After a period of anxious waiting, her figure finally appeared in a taxi downstairs. I opened the door and went to greet her. That day, Lan was wearing a black knit sweater and black jeans. She ran towards me with her arms outstretched, and immediately gave me a passionate, long kiss. I carried her into the room, and then we rolled onto the bed together. Her hands wrapped around the back of my neck, and we kissed, greedily sucking each other's saliva. Our tongues intertwined fiercely, and my hands slipped inside her clothes, kneading her breasts. We couldn't wait to take off each other's clothes, and soon we were both naked! It was a body that could ignite the lust of any man. Her hands boldly roamed over my skin, and we both breathed heavily. Her movements were even more intense than mine. She licked my cheeks, lips, neck, and chest with her tongue, then kissed my thighs. Finally, she began to lick my penis (this was the first time she had given me oral sex, and the first time I had ever tried it). I lay on the bed, letting her clumsily stroke my penis with her mouth. She touched my nipples with one hand and assisted her mouth in stroking my glans with the other. Her technique was terrible, but I still felt incredibly good. I grabbed her head and groaned loudly… Sister Lan lay on top of me, arching her hips, her entire vulva exposed before me. I parted her labia with my fingers, my middle finger touching the center. Her hot vaginal opening was covered in slippery fluid. I hesitated for a moment, then bent my middle finger upwards, easily finding the vaginal entrance and slowly probing inside. I also inserted my index finger. It felt like my two fingers were in a steaming pool. I used my middle and index fingers, held together, to circle and stir inside her vagina, bending them to probe the rings of flesh. Sister Lan's legs trembled, her body shaking. She awkwardly sucked on my glans while simultaneously stroking my penis with her hand. I was incredibly excited! Waves of pleasure made me dizzy. I turned over and pressed her flat on the floor. Her eyes were wide open, staring intently at me, her breasts heaving. I guided my penis to her vaginal opening and thrust it in forcefully. "Oh!" she cried out. My penis pumped wildly in and out of her wet, soft, warm vagina. She shook her hips violently in rhythm with each thrust, crying out loudly, almost in a sob. This feeling was so familiar; I could feel how desperate she was. I turned her over and entered her from behind. I grabbed her plump, white buttocks with both hands, thrusting rapidly, my lower abdomen slapping against her buttocks with a loud "slap, slap." She writhed in pleasure and ecstasy under my thrusts...
To be continued

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