Memories of a Good Family

My acquaintance with her was purely accidental. It was a summer afternoon when a friend was invited to dinner. I

happened to be with my friend, so he asked me to come along. Actually, I knew the friend who invited him. I

couldn't refuse, so I went.

At the table, the host introduced us one by one. One of the women, a middle school teacher from the suburbs, left

the deepest impression on me. She wasn't particularly beautiful; her eyes were small, and her appearance wasn't average, but she had a very good presence.

Her manners and speech were just right. After a few rounds of drinks and dishes, we agreed to dance. She wasn't a very good dancer,

but she was very earnest.

After the dinner, the host arranged for me to drive her home, which was exactly what I wanted. I drove her home in my Shenyang Jinbei minivan

. When we arrived at her building, I didn't get out of the car because I didn't know what was going on and didn't dare to

act rashly. The next day, I asked a friend to call and check if she had arrived home safely. Perhaps this call touched her,

because she called me to express her gratitude.

A few days later, I invited my friend back to my home, but the real purpose was to invite her as well. The atmosphere at the dinner was great.

When the drinking got lively, everyone got into a good mood. She could really drink; she downed more than half a small bowl of the nutritious liquor I'd prepared in one gulp

. She was drunk in no time. I helped her into my bedroom, and she plopped down on the floor.

I couldn't lift her; she was too heavy, probably over 120 pounds.

She vomited, outside on the balcony. Once she vomited, she was fine. My friends, seeing the situation, wisely left. I

put her on the bed, cleaned up the mess of dishes, and went inside. My wife was visiting relatives today, which was

convenient for me. I crawled into bed, drank some hot water, and then fed her mouth-to-mouth, sip by sip

. She drank slowly; people who drink baijiu are especially thirsty. Seeing how much she wanted to drink, I took off her clothes, kneaded

her breasts with my hands, and thrust my penis into her vagina. Her vagina was warm and tight, and her breasts

were very elastic. She closed her eyes, moaning as she enjoyed my vigorous assault. I ejaculated! I ejaculated all of it into her vagina

. I took out a towel, wiped her vulva clean, and held her as we drifted off to sleep.

To prevent the neighbors from discovering and reporting it to my wife, we got up early the next morning. I made

the bed, and oh my god! The sheets were covered in blood. It turned out she had her period. I quickly cleaned the sheets, changed them

, drove her home, and took the sheets to the laundry.

From then on, we saw each other frequently. Sometimes I would pick her up from school and we

would sit in , kissing with the heater on. When we got aroused, I would pull down her pants and have her sit on my lap,

and my penis would naturally penetrate her vulva.

In the summer, we would sit under the shade of trees by the river, and he would take out my penis and put it in her mouth. I asked her,

"Who taught you that?" She laughed and said, "Women don't need to learn that..."

Once, I went to the provincial capital on business, and I really hoped she could come with me. So, she told her boyfriend she was going to the provincial capital

for training, and we had the opportunity to go out together. Upon arriving in the provincial capital, for safety reasons, we checked into the Public Security Bureau

's guesthouse. The young waitress at the bar saw me bring in a woman younger than me and kept grinning at me. What a slut

.

Once in the room, I told her to close her eyes and then placed an electronic dictionary in her hand. She immediately

pulled out my penis and took it into her mouth. While sucking, she asked me, "Why are you so good to me?"

Respectable women are so easily satisfied.

That night, after we both showered, we went to bed. She sucked my penis hard, almost draining me dry

. That night, I was so tired.

Because of work, although we don't see each other much now, whenever I see them on QQ

, I always say, "I miss you..."

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