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Sex on a Hard-Sleeper Train
When I was 20, I had 20 adult videos residing on my computer, all over 800MB. Countless of them were circulated, including countless short videos, countless erotic novels, and countless articles on sex education and sex techniques.
I shook my head and said, "Since it's a business, you need to understand its fundamentals and the rules that govern its operation. That means following the rules. Constantly opening back doors is detrimental to business operations."
That year, I had sex with my girlfriend, had sex with her, and masturbated countless times.
Yan'er is always very perceptive of everything that changes around her, especially things that she cares about. She will always remember them, but she will never mention them on the surface.
With all the data I've accumulated, I firmly believe I've become a master of sexual intercourse, but I haven't yet met an opponent, or rather, a mentor to inspire me. Once the opportunity arises, my achievements in sexual intercourse will be immeasurable.
"I didn't know at the time." Then, thinking of that adorable face, she sighed, "Sigh, she's a pitiful person too."
But when she lifted her short skirt and took off her lace panties, I was completely devastated.
Fortunately, Yue Wuque did not want to waste any more words on this matter, and the atmosphere during their discussion was relatively harmonious.
Although from the moment she boarded the train and sat opposite me, I couldn't stop all sorts of lewd thoughts from arising in my mind, and although my lower body proudly tilted its head back, I never imagined at that time that I would have such a seductive encounter, and that I would be so pathetic in the face of such an encounter.
Han Shuang nodded and replied, "Yes." However, he was not as at ease as Ling Shuang. Because of his superior internal strength, he had discovered that this person had been eavesdropping more than once or twice, so he was always extra careful during their conversations.
She leaned against the wall, waiting for me. The faint scent of alcohol mingled with her sweat, the lingering fragrance of a young woman's body, and another unfamiliar aroma. I wondered if it came from the mysterious area that had just been tightly wrapped in her underwear and was now waiting for me to enter. I felt my blood rush to my head, my face burning as if on fire. I knew this wasn't a good sign. If the blood had flowed to my genitals instead of my head, I wouldn't be in this awkward situation.

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His feelings for An Shuang were not romantic; perhaps he couldn't understand why he had developed a sibling-like affection for this woman.
The train traveling at night made a regular and clear clattering sound as its wheels collided with the rails, one after another. It felt like the heavens were cheering me on, or perhaps mocking me, mocking my arrogance, mocking my inability to lift my head and my hunchback.
What will become of these Shinto disciples is not his concern. However, there are too few living beings in this space, and not many dangerous places. It seems that only when some strange places appear, and various kinds of living beings are nurtured within them, can these human cultivators also gain some experience.
I freed one hand and began rapidly stroking my penis. I closed my eyes and started searching through the AV videos and actresses I'd hidden in every corner of my hard drive—standing, lying down, sitting, kneeling… Then I heard a soft laugh. I opened my eyes and found that she had turned around at some point and was looking at me, dumbfounded, masturbating with my eyes closed. The scene was incredibly embarrassing. I thought my face was already red to the extreme, but now I felt it burning even more intensely. She walked up to me, her short skirt down, but her underwear still on her panties. She brought her cherry-like lips to my ear: "Can't get it up? Are you impotent or a virgin?"
At this point, Gu Ruxi felt that the matter was already settled and she didn't care anymore. Now, she suddenly had her own thoughts and wanted to see what was wrong with her today.
I didn't know what to say, but I felt I should say something, so I opened my mouth, trying to ramble on. Just then, there was a knock at the door. "Can you hurry up? How long will it take you to go to the bathroom?"
Then from this feeling, it seems very clear, I understand, or there is a sense of self-evident meaning.
She placed a finger on my lip and whispered, "Ignore him." Then she grasped my penis with her delicate white hand, sending a rush of pleasure through my brain. The person outside had left sometime earlier. She looked at me with a sweet smile, looking incredibly beautiful.
If things were done this way, there would be so much more to achieve. But if you do it this way now, is it something I simply can't understand?
"I knew you were okay. When we got on the train, you only glanced at my underwear, and it immediately got hard. Did you think I didn't know? Then you took out your phone pretending to text, but you were actually secretly taking pictures of my underwear. Did you think I didn't know? You're still a virgin, aren't you? Did you think I didn't know?"
The receptionist greeted us enthusiastically, "Dear, what kind of item would you like to have delivered?"
Every time she said "Don't you know?", she would suddenly increase the pressure on her hand. I felt completely defeated by her. It seemed that my every move could not escape her eyes. I had no choice but to say and do nothing, and give myself and my manhood to her.
This news was indeed shocking. It quickly spread throughout the entire town of Salari. Everyone knew.
She was very experienced; I felt she knew my penis and my erogenous zones better than I did myself. Her pressure and the range of motion varied, sending me soaring to the heavens time and again, only to pull me back, only to send me soaring once more. Finally, in a series of rapid movements, I reached my climax. Her hand didn't let go; it remained firmly gripping my penis, letting it move freely in her hand.
Just then, there was a knock on the door. Sun Guaizi snorted, and Cui Cheng led Shen Mingfang in hurriedly. "Brother, it's urgent. I didn't call beforehand because I didn't want to bother you."
Am I beautiful?
Xie Tian spat and cursed, "What 'lingering sound' nonsense, what 'three days of echoing' nonsense! It was clearly a woman, wasn't it!"
She asked me "beautiful," and I tried to pull my thoughts back from the intense pleasure of the moment. "Then why did you leave me?"
The two days at the base were peaceful for everyone. Some people's injuries had mostly healed, and their combat strength had recovered.
That sentence was like a bucket of cold water in the dead of winter, instantly extinguishing my remaining pleasure.
He hated the unfairness of God. He had been a doctor for so long and saved so many lives, yet he was left with such a terrible disease, making him neither male nor female!
"You, you've had too much to drink." I suddenly felt a little despicable, taking advantage of a girl's bad mood to do this to her... "Why don't you love me anymore?"
After recovering from the shock, Elder Shen immediately thought of a key question and looked at Ye Xiu with a hint of doubt in his eyes.
Tears welled in her eyes. "Your name is here," she said, lifting her short skirt to reveal a beautiful kite tattooed on the base of her leg. "You said this would show I was yours, that I was branded with your mark, and could never escape you for the rest of my life. But why don't you want me anymore?"
But now, they're bringing this Westerner into China, which is different. This has seriously crossed their bottom line and violated the rules of China!
She threw herself into my arms, her tears quickly soaking my mouth.
However, just as he was plotting how to turn the tables on Ye San, Li Wenlong's voice rang out again, "Eighth move!"
"Please tell me you love me. Please tell me you love me."
Seeing Xu Ziyin hesitate, Qin Feng solemnly said, "A soldier's word is law. Purple Flag Master, if I cannot ensure the safe transfer of the troops, I am willing to accept military punishment!"
She pleaded with me desperately. I knew she wasn't speaking to me; I was just a substitute, a shadow. But I couldn't ignore it. I whispered in her ear, "I love you, I love you."
Just as the demon prisoner on horseback thought Bian Suxin was about to kill him with a sword, and struggled desperately...
"Say it like you always have, say, Lan, I love you."
He jumped out of the car and walked straight down the mountain road towards the signboard of the Cold Ice Gate.
"I love you, Lan"
No, no, no, it should be said that Yinglong, who had transformed into human form, landed slowly on Xiaohui's wings, accompanied by a husky, a colorful parrot, a green-skinned old ox, and a black cat.
She looked up at me, her face still wet with tears, but her tearful smile was even more captivating. "Thank you." I was puzzled and didn't know how to respond. "Thank you. I've been holding it in for so long, and I didn't even have a place to cry." She leaned back, raised one leg and placed it on the windowsill, revealing her pink clitoris in full view of me.
The head was even larger than Chen Zong's body, and its mouth could easily swallow Chen Zong whole.

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"But you're no better than me. You were looking forward to this moment when you gave me the beer, did you think I didn't know?"
Chen Xiu didn't know what the ancient race of gods and demons was, nor did his true self, Chen Zong; their information was limited.
Once again, she saw right through me. "Come on," she said, grabbing my penis again. "Come in," she said. Without hesitation, I entered her. Having just ejaculated, my penis felt very firm, and I didn't have to worry about premature ejaculation. I pressed her down beneath me, and she tried to suppress the urge to scream, pressing her teeth heavily onto my shoulders. I felt waves of stinging pain; I knew this was her indicator of pleasure. The more she bit me, the more pleasurable it was for her.
Without the replenishment of power from the Hell Gate, once injured, one cannot heal in a short time, even with one's own healing abilities.
Like a seasoned pro, I controlled the rhythm of my thrusts, sometimes slow, sometimes fast, sometimes a light touch, sometimes a full thrust. I guided her pleasure with the pain in my shoulder. My hands roamed over her body, from her thighs to her buttocks, from her waist to her breasts to her neck, then to her face, her hair—I didn't miss a single inch of skin. Suddenly, I felt a deep pain in my shoulder, and at the same time, her body began to tremble violently. I felt something dripping from my penis onto the floor. I didn't know what to do, so I stopped thrusting. She pressed her hands against my buttocks and pushed me away forcefully. I laughed, whispered in her ear, "Call me husband, say you want it."
Having entered the territory of the Eagle God Cult, Chen Zong raised his senses to the limit and began searching for the whereabouts of the Eagle God Cult members.
"Honey, I want it! I want it so badly, honey!"
"Yin'er..." In the void, looking at Yu Tingyin's pale face, Yu Huang felt so pained that he could hardly breathe. His right hand kept wiping away the bloodstains from Yu Tingyin, and a white eye between his eyebrows kept emitting white light, shining on Yu Tingyin.
I smiled contentedly and began to thrust forcefully for the last time. She trembled like a kite with a broken string in the wind, reaching climax. Her cry of "Husband!" acted as a catalyst, causing my semen to gush out during the next ten or so thrusts. Then we embraced tightly... Hearing that no one was outside, I left the toilet and returned to my sleeper car. I climbed back to my middle bunk.
"Woof, what's ten eras? Which of those newly descended kingdoms has existed for less than ten eras?" Xun Gu pricked up his ears and retorted to Chi Yu.
After waiting for a long time, she finally came out of the bathroom, stood in front of me, and punched me squarely in the crotch. I cried out in pain. She stuck her tongue out at me, grinned mischievously, and crawled into bed.
The two men chatted amiably, and Dai Li walked over with a smile: "Brother Zikun, Mr. Zhou, what are you talking about? You seem to be having a very pleasant conversation."
The train conductor scolded me angrily, saying that it was already lights out time and I shouldn't have been shouting and disturbing other passengers' rest. I could only keep smiling apologetically and admitting my mistake.
The talks continued, and as Soong Mei-ling returned to her official residence to carefully select a gift, Soong Ai-ling called: "Third sister, I heard that Janet has gotten into trouble again."
After the train attendant left, I was too exhausted to do anything to her. I'd been so brave in the restroom, but now I realized I'd used up all my strength. I couldn't even lift my hand. I slept soundly until dawn, without a single dream.
Shen Kai's assistant dragged a corpse in from outside. The body was similar in build, appearance, and age to Lin Wenlong, with hair parted in the middle and wearing only underwear.
When I woke up, I found that she was no longer in the lower bunk. I looked up and saw that her pink handbag was also gone from the luggage rack... When we were chatting, she clearly said that she would get off at the final stop, so it seems that she got off earlier because of what happened last night.
Yan Qingyu said, "Pig bristles, as many pig bristles as possible, but not to the Nationalist-controlled areas, but to the United States."
Later, I often thought back to that time: if I had been awake, would she still have left? If she had left, would I have kept her?
Even in this situation, the master thief, Mr. Grasshopper, still turned to the beggar hero not far behind him and said:
If I couldn't keep her, would I get off the bus with her? The result of those memories is often a bitter smile and a shake of the head.
After everyone got into the car, Da Niu didn't start the engine right away. Instead, he took out a white envelope from his pocket and handed it to Zhang Hao.

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