Thank you for making me your slave.

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Since meeting the second man in my life, I've realized that fate truly is predetermined. In the years following my divorce, I gradually adapted to a peaceful, single life, living quietly without any ties. Unexpectedly, I met him. There was no love at first sight, not even the initial politeness. After our first meeting, I couldn't even remember his name upon our second encounter. There was only a superficial familiarity, a polite but insincere warmth. My deepest impression of him was that he was an unkempt, muscular, athletic man, radiating a sweaty odor after exercise. I felt a slight aversion, not repulsion. Little did I know, women are truly strange creatures. When feelings for the same person change, everything I once disliked changes along with those feelings. That body odor that initially repulsed me became my attachment to him in the days that followed. After several months together, I don't know when it started, but a long-lost feeling of love reappeared without my noticing. Every day, I felt a strange longing for him... Like the shy innocence of a young girl, like the unspoken understanding between adults, a single lewd remark is enough to convey each other's thoughts, yet there's still a girlish longing and anticipation. An unintentional encounter, an unintentional touch, an unintentional glance—they understand each other perfectly, experiencing their final touch. Unexpectedly, fate unveils its destiny at that moment, like a lonely concave and a lonely convex, finally meeting under divine arrangement, finding each other, and an unstoppable passion for sex. Sex, sex is about repeatedly trying to achieve the perfect harmony between each other's curves. From a woman who didn't need sex, even disliked it, overnight, the door to the beauty of sex was opened. Every time I made love with him, it felt like a rebirth. After years of being single, I longed to try all the exciting and stimulating scenes and actions from the pornographic films and books I'd seen. I don't know if I'm a slut, but since getting his sex, the savagery deep within me has been released. I crave to lick every inch of his body. With his eyes closed, he makes muffled groans as I lick him. Hearing such sexy sounds makes me climax. Even without being touched, my clitoris and labia would stir and part on their own. I was even curious about the videos I'd seen where women licked men's anuses and genitals, thinking it was dirty. But with this man I loved, I desperately wanted to try it. The first time, I shyly suggested licking his anus. Who knew he'd pose so sexily, allowing me to observe and perform the act. My face flushed. A voice inside me said, "How can you be so lewd?" I gently parted his buttocks and saw a tight, brown anus fully exposed before my eyes. A neat ring of hair surrounded the anus. It was the first time I'd seen a man's anus so close. I was incredibly excited; I could hear my own heartbeat. I tried gently touching the area around the anus with the tip of my tongue. Although it was very light, I felt the subtle trembling of the man's body. I didn't care anymore; I wanted to lick it completely with my tongue. As I ate this beautiful chrysanthemum, my tongue became increasingly moist. I pressed my entire tongue against the man's chrysanthemum and began to lick it vigorously. At the same time, I heard the man's almost beastly low moans as he told me, "It feels so good! Don't stop! I love it!" He told me how he felt, and I, too, was aroused by my own experience, licking open the first bud of the chrysanthemum even more forcefully. My tongue couldn't help but want to poke at the pink little flower. With each poke, the man trembled, feeling incredibly lewd. It was my first time licking a man's anus. Because of the stimulation, he became excited, and we made our first time together so perfect. He told me it was his first time being licked anally by a woman, and I told him it was my first time licking a man. We gave each other our first time like two young boys and girls, a first time that was unforgettable and had a rare sense of ritual for middle-aged people. This kind of sex created a love that only two middle-aged people like us could feel.

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