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The three-month freshman training camp has just ended. Given the overall satisfaction with the students' level and the approaching 20th anniversary of the police academy, the school arranged a gala, mainly for first-year students, in conjunction with a neighboring school's art college. As the student council president, I was primarily responsible for liaising with the other school. The contact person was a young woman named Han Ying, the school's most beautiful music teacher. She was a very elegant and charming woman, beautiful enough to make one's heart flutter, and alluring enough to make one's heart race. I've always had a special kind of awe for university students, especially teachers. Before last night, I had only slept with my godmother, Shuhui, but I never expected to sleep with my god-sister last night, and this stunning beauty was also a high-ranking teacher, which made me extremely excited. Upon hearing that the beautiful teacher Han Ying had invited me, I hurriedly called her. Han Ying was still in the art college's practice room and asked me to come find her, so I rushed over as quickly as possible. Actually, the art college and the police academy are only one street apart.

I arrived at the practice room, which was almost empty by then, the only sound the rhythmic tapping of footsteps. Han Ying was rehearsing her solo dance. She was already quite good, but out of her love for dance and professionalism, she stayed behind to practice alone after leading the others.

Today, Han Ying was wearing a thin, beige t-shirt that barely covered her navel, and white, very thin leggings that clearly showed her thong underwear. The underwear had a small, deep V-neck in the front and a drawstring at the back, with only a small triangle where it met the waistband. The underwear was light blue, quite visible from the outside. Her dance moves further accentuated her curvaceous figure. Despite having found release with my older sister Xia Yun the night before, I, a young man brimming with youthful vigor and a strong libido, couldn't help but feel a surge of desire.

When Han Ying saw me enter, she didn't stop dancing; instead, she gave me a seductive smile and continued dancing. I stood quietly to the side, admiring her dance, the undulating curves of her hips and breasts.

Watching her alluring sway, I couldn't help but let my imagination run wild. Her high, firm breasts swayed gently with each step, her rounded buttocks supporting her slender waist, connecting to her straight legs. She usually wore fitted silk dresses, the subtle floral patterns accentuating her smooth, rounded curves. But what was most striking was her charm. She always seemed rather radiant. Why "seemed"?

Because her radiance was different from that of a young girl; it lacked that youthful naiveté. I felt her radiance was a facade. A woman like her must have constantly suffered from groping from men's genitals, and this seemingly sunny, relaxed smile was merely a way to deflect such harassment.

But her eyes couldn't hide the truth; her deep, watery eyes always held a smile, with a faint, natural halo around them. Her lips couldn't hide the truth either; her slightly parted, crimson lips seemed to always be telling of her longing for love. Her waist couldn't hide the truth either; her swaying waist seemed to be waiting for a thirsty dragon to stir the calm pool of her lower abdomen.

This was just my speculation. At this moment, my hands felt like they weren't my own; I only wanted to hold her waist, press them against her breasts, or slowly slide them down her abdomen. That deep cleavage had captivated countless classmates, while her cheerful smile had stifled so many impulses to reach deeper.

As I was lost in thought, Han Ying finished her graceful dance. Wiping her sweat, she invited me to sit down and took out the program to discuss the order of performance. At this moment, I was so close to her for the first time. A woman's fragrance, a blend of sweet scent and the smell of sweat, wafted over me. Even more captivating was that I could see most of her snow-white breasts through her low neckline. My throat was dry and I was having trouble breathing. I forced myself to remain calm and continue our discussion, despite my racing mind.

In no time, we finalized the program and selected the students in charge. Then, she started chatting with me about everyday things. Suddenly, she smiled and asked, "Xiao Hei, do you have a girlfriend?" I thought about my godmother and god-sister and realized they couldn't really be considered girlfriends, so I said, "Not yet." "Oh, you're not lying to me, are you? Students these days are very progressive. I heard it's rare to see a virgin your age anymore, right?" she said, smiling and staring at me. I didn't know how to answer. I couldn't exactly tell her that my woman was my godmother, and that I'd added a god-sister yesterday, could I? The best approach at this point was to ask her, "When did you start dating, Professor Han?" "I think I was 22. I had relationships before that, but they didn't work out. I started dating your uncle when I was 22, during my graduate studies, and I lost my virginity to him!" She laughed, "These days, it's rare to see a woman like me, right? Saving my virginity for my husband?" I didn't care about feeling awkward and quickly seized the opportunity: "Professor Zhao can be considered my uncle, but from Professor Han's perspective, I should probably call him brother.

He's so lucky!" Professor Zhao, Han Ying's husband, was her university professor; they started dating when she was in graduate school, and he's a full twelve years her senior.

"Why?" The woman, always delighted by such a question, feigned ignorance. "Teacher Han is so young, people would believe you're my sister! And Teacher Han is so beautiful, anyone who touches you would be ecstatic!" My heart pounded. I steeled myself, waiting for her answer. If she gave me a chance, like asking if I'd feel happy, I'd answer that I'd only know after touching her—that way, things would be perfect. But she didn't. She remained silent for a moment, lost in thought.

The bathroom in the practice room was locked. Han Ying felt sweaty and uncomfortable. She said her foot hurt a little, but she didn't need to go to the hospital, saying it would heal with some ointment at home. She asked me to take her home. I was more than happy to oblige. It was already evening when we came out. We didn't take the taxi; luckily, her house wasn't far, so we took the bus home together. The bus was crowded, and there were no seats. We both stood there, and her face showed pain with each sway of the bus. I suggested, "Teacher Han, let me help you!" Han Ying whispered, "Don't call me teacher anymore. How are you going to help me?" I straightened up again and supported her waist. Her sweaty scent wafted over from time to time, and strands of her hair brushed against my face in the wind from the car window. I had to desperately control myself, otherwise my little brother would poke into my sister-in-law sitting in the seat.

Her waist was slender and soft, incredibly elastic, with a small dimple there, as if it were custom-made for me, just enough to fit one hand. The close-fitting sports t-shirt there was damp, the outer side of my palm marked the beginning of the curve of her buttocks, the outer side of my thumb was probably Han Ying's delicate soft spot, and the tip of my finger was my respected Han Ying's lower abdomen. Whether it moved forward or backward, it was paradise for me. I couldn't resist any longer, hoping the car would sway more violently, so that with the swaying of the car, I could move two or three centimeters towards her lower abdomen, or one or two centimeters towards her beautiful buttocks. How I wanted to grab her buttocks completely. Han Ying seemed tired and didn't say anything to me. She leaned against me gently. If only she didn't have arms, I might be able to press my face against her full breasts. I wished the journey were longer, but unfortunately, Han Ying's home was too close to the school.

After opening the door, she asked me to sit down.

"I'll make something after I shower. The school cafeteria is closed now, right?" "Thank you, Teacher Han!" She went into the bedroom to change her clothes. When she came out, she was wrapped in a bath towel, and it seemed she wasn't wearing a bra. Surprisingly, her breasts were still standing so proudly. "Sit down for a while, I'll take a shower first!" With that, she limped into the bathroom. The sound of water started running, and my mind began to work. There should be her underwear in the bedroom, right? I don't think I've ever had this strong interest in women's underwear before. At that moment, as if by magic, I quietly entered the bedroom. Yes, her underwear was there, a light blue thong. When I turned it inside out, the entire pair of panties was wet, with a faint, sour, astringent smell of jujube blossoms mixed with a hint of urine. This smell drove me crazy, a surge of heat rushing into my mind. I stood there, stunned, picked up her matching bra, and buried myself deeply in it. What fragrant breasts! I wished I could become that bra, supporting Han Ying's erect breasts every day. Thinking of Han Ying's snow-white breasts, I became even more excited, almost to the point of ejaculation. Suddenly, a gasp came from the bathroom. Without thinking, I asked, "Teacher Han? What's wrong?" "My foot hurts, it's okay!" I quietly slipped out of the bedroom and walked to the bathroom door. It was completely sealed off; there was nowhere to see. I could only hear the sound of water splashing on Han Ying, sometimes fast, sometimes slow.

A moment later, Han Ying finished showering and said it was so hot that I should take a shower too. I went in to shower as well, and after calming down, I really had an urge to masturbate in the bathroom, but I didn't dare. When I came out, Han Ying had changed into a light purple-green silk skirt and a white cotton shirt. Her hair was still wet, hanging loosely over her shoulders, and she was applying safflower oil to her feet. Seeing how much effort she was putting in, I said, "Teacher Han, let me help you." "How can I?" "It's nothing!" She smiled and handed me the bottle.

Just then, the phone rang on my end. She lay on her side to answer the phone, her round, pert buttocks fully visible before me, below which were her two smooth, long legs. When she turned her head, I caught a glimpse of a subtle smile. She asked me softly, "Are you thirsty?" I forced myself to remain calm and replied, "Not really! Isn't Professor Zhao home?" Good heavens, I don't know why I blurted that out.

She chuckled, "Yes, he's not here. Are you looking for him?" I almost fainted. She smiled and got up to pour me some water, but I quickly said I could do it myself. As I stood up, I realized I was facing a mirror, and she must have seen me staring intently at her beautiful buttocks! Thinking about this, I became very nervous, but I also calmed down. If she hadn't made me leave in time, this might have been a good opportunity.

After drinking the water and calming down, I helped Han Ying apply the medicine. Han Ying sat sideways on me, one leg bent, extending her injured foot onto my thigh. Her foot was indescribable—white, soft, and translucent, like a baby's toes. The curve from her calf to her ankle was naturally smooth and tight, easily held in one hand, with a rounded ankle. In an instant, my little brother swelled up, my hands trembled slightly, and saliva seeped from my mouth. I wanted to suck on her foot. I gently started to massage her foot. She seemed to suddenly feel a lot of pain, and when she moved her foot, it touched my swollen penis. But she didn't seem to notice and just left it there, touching the tip of my penis through her athletic shorts.

She let out a soft moan. I asked her, "Does it hurt a lot?" "Yes, it hurts a little, but it feels good when you massage it for me!" After saying that, she lay back on the armrest with her hands supporting her head. I could vaguely see the shape of her nipples through her cotton shirt. It seemed like she wasn't wearing a bra. Her skirt was about 20 centimeters above her knees. I lowered my head as much as possible and could see the view under her skirt. I could see half of her round buttocks through her bent leg. She wasn't wearing underwear, and her pubic hair didn't seem very thick. It was a pity that her other leg was straight, otherwise, I could have seen the entrance to her paradise. As I massaged her feet, I pretended to support myself with my other hand, occasionally touching her smooth calves.

Han Ying spoke again, this time like a thunderbolt, "Where were you when I was showering?" That's it, she knows everything. One slip-up, she could tell I was in her bedroom asking her what was wrong. My mind went blank, and when I looked up, everything was a blur. Han Ying was looking at me. "What's wrong?" Han Ying acted as if nothing had happened. "Okay, much better. Can you massage me a little longer?" "Oh, sure!" I started kneading her delicate soles. Han Ying seemed to be asleep, occasionally letting out soft moans. After a while, she shifted her body, bending her injured leg. Her foot moved, and it landed directly on my large penis. Her soles were already burning hot from my rubbing, and my penis could clearly feel it.

I didn't dare stop, continuing to rub, as if I were rubbing my own penis while holding her feet. Her legs were bent, but I dared not stare, only glancing occasionally to get a full view of her tender vulva. I couldn't take it anymore; my mind suddenly went blank. I slowly lifted Han Ying's feet and put them in my mouth, desperately licking her toes and soles. Han Ying let out a soft "ah," but didn't get up, as if she had truly fallen asleep. I licked passionately, and when I kissed the inside of her knees, she propped herself up on her elbows, looking at me. Her usual sunny smile was gone; she seemed a little nervous, biting her lower lip, her eyes welling up with tears, her face flushed pink. She

just looked at me like that, a moment that felt like an eternity. She slowly reached out and stroked my face. At that moment, I understood everything, yet understood nothing at all. I carefully pulled up her skirt, leaned down, and kissed her thighs, left and right. Han Ying still bit her lower lip, making soft "mmm" sounds from time to time. Encouraged, I stuck out my tongue and gradually explored Han Ying's tender vulva. Her pubic hair was indeed sparse, soft, and smooth. The vulva smelled slightly fishy and salty, with a faint scent of bath gel. Her pink labia minora were wet and pressed against my lips. Han Ying frowned slightly, her usual smile completely gone, and began to breathe heavily. Soon her clitoris became erect, and I went wild, licking it in circles. Han Ying seemed to be getting increasingly wet, making my chin completely soaked.

Han Ying sat up, as if realizing how much effort I was putting in. I knelt on the ground, positioned myself between her legs, and wrapped my hands around her thighs, gripping her smooth abdomen, frantically licking and sucking her vulva. Han Ying's buttocks sometimes rose, as if welcoming my tongue, and sometimes contracted backward, as if trying to escape. I took advantage of this and grasped her breasts tightly. They were so big, plump, and incredibly elastic—exactly the feeling I had imagined. She got up, took off her shirt, and helped me take off my own. I wrapped my arms around her waist, kissing her long neck and earlobes. Han Ying's breathing was heavy, her breath hot against my ear. I felt like I was melting.

My hands pressed tightly against her back. I picked her up and carried her into the bedroom, throwing us heavily onto the bed. Han Ying's soft, white hands slipped inside my underwear, rubbing my erect penis. She made me lie flat, turned on the warm orange light by the bed, took off my underwear, and started masturbating. After massaging for a while, she turned over, panting, and asked me, "Can I sit on your face?" I was speechless, but I nodded. She knelt on either side of my face, her legs spread apart, and bent down, her slender fingers massaging up and down. My hands touched her shapely buttocks, and she smiled sweetly, her fingers increasing the speed of the massage. A tingling sensation spread through my penis, and my glans swelled, exploring her red lips. Suddenly, a warm feeling washed over me. She bent down, opened her bright red cherry-like mouth, and took my glans into her mouth. She affectionately sucked on my penis, gently teasing the deep coronal sulcus with her tongue. I felt a surge of excitement travel from my spine to my head. Then she carefully lowered her buttocks, and I raised my head, pressing my nose against her anus, my tongue entering her vagina. Her tender little pussy was also being licked until it flowed with lustful fluid. We both forgot our shyness and abandoned any semblance of decency, groaning loudly, "Xiao Hei, isn't Yingying's little pussy delicious? You're going to lick me to death... deeper, faster, faster..." Her seductiveness surprised me, and I excitedly said, "Teacher Han... no, Sister Yingying, I didn't expect your little pussy to be so horny. Lick my testicles, suck my testicles." Han Ying did as I said. She began to lick me passionately, and after a while, she started to play with my anus, lifting her buttocks to meet her fingers. She inserted her fingers, rubbing and probing inside my anus. I never expected her to be so open in bed. I returned the favor, and when my tongue touched Han Ying's beautiful little anus, Han Ying's body trembled as if electrocuted, as if this was her sensitive erogenous zone. As I slowly inserted my tongue into Han Ying's anus, Han Ying involuntarily writhed her plump buttocks to meet the base of my tongue. I grabbed Han Ying's beautiful buttocks and, following her wriggling motion, excitedly used my tongue to savor the indescribable sweetness of Han Ying's wonderful back hole.

Under my licking, Han Ying writhed restlessly, but her care for my penis became even more thorough, meticulous, and intense. "Sister Yingying, I'm going to... cum... I'm going to... cum in... your mouth..." She released my penis, gently pinched my glans, and then pinched it hard twice. The surging heat seemed to recede. At this moment, my penis was swollen, but it seemed a little numb. I no longer had the urge to ejaculate, but I only wanted to fuck this beautiful teacher Han Ying, who was noble on the outside but seductive on the inside.

I got up, laid her down, spread her thighs, held my penis, aimed at her wet, tender pussy, and thrust it in hard. Han Ying grabbed my arms. "Ah, yes... that's it... come on, fuck Yingying, hurry... fuck me to death..." Hearing the beautiful and dignified teacher say the words "fuck" and "masturbate," I was extremely excited. I thrust a few times. "Is it good?" I asked her deliberately. "Mmm," she moaned softly, while sucking hard on my glans with her uterus. I thrust in and out slowly, then faster. Han Ying tried her best to suck on my big glans with her little pussy. Her hole was very tight. As I thrust, I bit and kissed her right breast, which was slightly exposed and swaying gently with the rhythmic motion. "Mmm... ah... oh... mmm... ah... oh... mmm... ah..." Han Ying murmured. I caressed the inside of her slender thighs with my whole palm, and she squeezed her legs even tighter.

"Ah..." She finally couldn't help but cry out, "Oh...you've hit my G-spot, it's contracting so fast...oh...ah...oh...mmm..." Hearing her deep yet intoxicated moans, I couldn't help but get excited and thrust even harder and deeper. "How was my result?" I whispered in Han Ying's ear, "Did you like it?" "Oh! So deep! Your cock is so long, so thick, and so hard." Han Ying took a deep breath, feeling the hot glans buried deep inside her. Her tender vaginal muscles tightly gripped my hard and hot cock. With a flick of my cock, the hot pulse traveled from her honey hole straight to her brain, and Han Ying couldn't help but let out a lewd moan.

"Ah...I...ooh...you're killing me..." Amidst moans and groans, Han Ying buried her head in my chest and murmured. I wrapped my hands around the back of her knees, lifting her legs high and spreading them apart, revealing her pink little honey hole. At the same time, my penis thrust powerfully upwards. With each thrust, Han Ying let out a soul-stirring moan, her body arching high, her head arching back like a swan's beautiful neck, her breasts flushed pink with excitement. I was seduced by her wanton state; my glans throbbed, instantly doubling in size. Han Ying was aroused, her whole body trembling. Looking at her alluring appearance, I was going crazy.

My well-trained body played a decisive role; I thrust desperately, silencing her with a deep kiss. She could only let out guttural moans from deep within her throat. She wanted to scream, but no sound came out; only I could enjoy those sounds. I wanted to fuck her, I wanted all of her. After hundreds of thrusts, Han Ying's vagina began to twitch. I felt a ring gripping my glans, tightening and tightening. She closed her eyes, arched her back, and reached a climax with each thrust. She mumbled incoherently. A blush swept across her neck and chest.

I desperately resisted the urge to ejaculate. After a moment, Han Ying opened her eyes, panting, and looked at me tenderly. "Sister Yingying wants all your semen, all of it!" she said. Then she knelt down, raised her buttocks, and rubbed her little pussy, saying to me, "Put it into my anus! Slowly at first!" I pulled out my penis, which was already full of Han Ying's vaginal fluid. I didn't need much lubrication. Han Ying guided me to slowly insert the whole thing. Her anus gripped me tightly, and a piercing itch shot through me. I began to thrust. Han Ying's beautiful eyebrows furrowed slightly, but... There was a slight pain. I had never had anal sex before, and I asked her with concern, "Does it hurt?" "Take it slow, okay?" I followed her and slowly thrust in and out, gradually increasing the pace. Han Ying's anus contracted and tightened, already gripping my penis tightly. The stimulation made me lose all control, and my penis began to throb, about to ejaculate. Han Ying helped me pull out, tilting her face up to receive my powerful ejaculation. Semen clung to her crescent-shaped eyebrows, her beautiful, straight nose, and her bright red lips and tongue.

We both collapsed onto the bed, panting, caressing each other. Han Ying also lay in my arms, confiding in me. Because her husband, Professor Zhao, was a full twelve years older than her, he found it difficult to satisfy her in bed, as she was in her thirties and still feeling like a wolf. The professor who taught Western classics particularly admired the sexual openness of ancient Greece and often preached sexual concepts to her, even explicitly and implicitly allowing her to have lovers, claiming he didn't mind having sex with her. At first, Han Ying couldn't believe it until one day he brought home a student who was his lover, and they made love. Only then did she realize it was true. She also started having lovers, and her relationship with her husband actually improved. But she didn't have many lovers; she only slept with men she liked. And I, with my sense of responsibility, loyalty, straightforwardness, fierceness, and strength, was exactly her type. Thus, today's carefully planned seduction scheme came about. As I spoke, I became impulsive again and couldn't resist mounting her and engaging in a passionate encounter… After reaching another shared climax, she was too weak to get up. I took a shower, made a simple meal, and we ate together before leaving her house. In the quiet spring night, thinking that my future life would have such a beautiful and alluring teacher, Han Ying, as a companion, a sense of happiness surrounded me, making my future police academy life even more colorful.

Yesterday's passionate encounter with Han Ying, the beautiful and alluring music teacher at the art academy, added a new dimension to my police academy life. She remained as dignified and kind as ever, warm yet reserved, but clearly looking for opportunities to see me more often. I personally asked Principal Shangguan Hui for permission to allow the students rehearsing for the program more time to practice at the Art Academy. The school places great importance on its anniversary celebrations, as leaders from the Municipal Bureau and the Municipal Party Committee will be attending, so Shangguan Hui agreed and reduced the daily training load. This way, as the main contact person, I could legitimately enter and leave the Art Academy.

The woods next to the Art Academy's open-air stadium are a favorite spot for teachers and students to stroll during extracurricular activities, but at night, the chirping of insects and the sound of the stream beside the woods make it exceptionally quiet. It's a good place for a date.

Tonight, I arranged to meet Han Ying here. I stayed in the practice room for a while, then gave Han Ying a wink and quietly slipped out. Han Ying followed me into the depths of the woods, looking around for me. She was wearing a black dress that day. I sneaked up behind her and whispered in her ear, "Who are you looking for?" "Oh my god!" Han Ying exclaimed, turning around to make sure it was me before swinging her little fist at me, "You bad guy! You scared me to death!" I grabbed her hand and pulled her into my arms, chuckling, "I'm going to scare this little slut who's cheating on me." Han Ying pinched my arm hard, glared at me, and said, "If I'm a slut, then you're a pervert!" I placed my hand on Han Ying's rapidly heaving breasts and said, "Okay, okay, I'm a pervert, alright? Come on, let me feel if your heart is about to jump out of your chest!" Han Ying tried to pull my hand away, but couldn't, so she let me caress her. I suddenly realized she wasn't wearing a bra under her skirt! No wonder she seemed a little off earlier, with something trembling on her body. I suddenly felt excited and pressed my lips to Han Ying's soft, moist lips for a kiss. Han Ying slightly parted her lips, letting my tongue slip inside and swirl around them. Her two soft, boneless arms wrapped around my neck.

My tongue first moved back and forth and side to side in her mouth, occasionally intertwining with her wet, slippery tongue. After a while, my tongue felt a little numb, and just as I pulled it out of her mouth, her tongue darted out and slipped into mine, mimicking my movements. I let her play for a while, then clamped her tongue between my lips and sucked it forcefully into my mouth.

Soon, her tongue was completely inside me. As I continued to suck forcefully, Han Ying felt pain and groaned loudly. Seeing that I didn't stop, she grabbed and pinched my back. I opened my mouth and let her tongue out, and she breathed heavily, her warm breath spraying onto my chest, which felt very comfortable. Han Ying pressed her already slightly hardened breasts against my chest, rubbing them intentionally or unintentionally, gazing at me affectionately, without saying a word. My erect penis could already feel her soft abdomen rhythmically pressing against me. I stared at Han Ying's pretty face, which was beginning to blur, and whispered, "Good sister, I want to fuck you!" Upon hearing my words, Han Ying shuddered as if struck by lightning, freezing in place. Her breathing quickened, and the arms around my neck tightened involuntarily. Her eyes narrowed to slits, her small mouth opened, and she murmured, looking up at me, "Sister's wet!" "Let me see!" I squatted down and lifted the hem of Han Ying's long skirt. Han Ying said "No," but pressed her hand against the top of my head. Two straight, snow-white thighs slowly emerged as the skirt rolled up, until a dark, triangular tuft of pubic hair appeared right before my eyes. Teacher Han Ying wasn't even wearing underwear! I looked up at Han Ying; her eyes were tightly closed, her small mouth slightly open, and she was panting. It seemed she had come prepared today.

I lowered my head to examine that alluring triangle again. In the night, Han Ying's thighs and abdomen glowed with a bluish-white light, and the thick pubic hair clustered below her abdomen looked mysteriously alluring. A delicate fragrance wafted into my nostrils on the breeze, and I couldn't help but take a deep breath. I slowly leaned forward, stuck out my tongue, and brushed the tip of my tongue against my pubic hair.

"Mmm... Hmm... Ah..." Han Ying's abdomen twitched rapidly a few times, her legs swaying unsteadily as she raised her hands from her head to hold onto a nearby tree. Her long skirt slipped down from over my head, covering my back. I was almost completely enveloped in the skirt, in complete darkness, unable to see anything.

I continued to lick her pubic hair and the surrounding area of her abdomen and inner thighs, and I could vaguely hear Han Ying's soft moans. Han Ying shifted slightly, spreading her legs apart. My hand traced up her inner thighs, reaching her inner thighs and touching a small, wet patch—it was vaginal fluid. Excitedly, I placed my hand on Han Ying's buttocks, then desperately stretched out my tongue, licking the cleft beneath her pubic hair, her labia parted and her clitoris within the range of my tongue's "sweeping." Han Ying trembled all over, her moans becoming more rapid.

Suddenly, through my skirt, I felt Han Ying's hands press down on my head again. This time, she used great force, shoving my head between her legs. At the same time, her buttocks jerked back and forth, her pubic hair poking my face, making it hard to breathe. I stuck out my tongue, letting it slide back and forth along the parted flesh, the saliva and vaginal fluid mixing together, making a smacking sound as they rubbed. Han Ying's movements became faster and faster. A few minutes later, she pressed my head down tightly, her whole body convulsing, moaning repeatedly. A warm liquid surged onto my tongue and flowed into my mouth. Caught off guard, the liquid made me cough repeatedly.

Han Ying pulled me to my feet, cupped my face, and kissed me frantically: "Xiao Hei, my good little brother, Yingying loves you to death!" She hurriedly reached down and pulled down my sweatpants, grabbed my already throbbing penis, and stroked it back and forth: "Big penis...so hard! My god! So big! Even your big penis is wet! Come on! Fuck me! Fuck your sister with your big penis! I want it so badly!" I panicked, forcefully pulled up Han Ying's skirt, and thrust my penis forward. Han Ying giggled: "Oh! Why are you putting so much force on my stomach!" I quickly squatted down a little and inserted it into the gap between Han Ying's legs. Han Ying immediately clamped her legs tightly, and my penis began to thrust in and out.

Soon, Han Ying's juices soaked my penis again, making it wet and slippery. I looked around, trying to find a patch of lush grass to place Han Ying on, but I was afraid the uneven ground might hurt her. I regretted not bringing a sheet or something.

I moved a few steps, stomping on the ground, but nothing seemed right. Suddenly, I remembered Han Ying's "upside-down candle" game from that day, so I prepared to sit on the ground first and let Han Ying do it to me. Han Ying saw through my thoughts and quickly said, "No, you're wearing clothes, my juices will all be on you!" I was frantic, not knowing what to do.

Han Ying hugged me, breathing hot air into my ear, and said wantonly, "I want you to fuck me from behind!" I thought it was a good idea, so I quickly let go of Han Ying, made her turn around, hold onto a tree, and bend over with her buttocks sticking out.

I pulled up her skirt from behind, revealing her two round, white, tender buttocks.

Han Ying, her hair disheveled, turned around and glanced at me, saying, "Come on, I can't take it anymore!" I quickly raised my big cock and thrust it into her buttocks. Han Ying chuckled and slapped my thigh, "You bad boy! Where are you putting it?" I reached down and realized I'd bumped it against her anus. I quickly tried to move it down, but after several attempts, I couldn't find a spot because the cleft was all wet and slippery. Han Ying giggled again, "Can't find your way home, huh? Let me help you!" With that, she grabbed my penis, stroked it a few times, then pulled it towards her cleft, aiming it at her little hole, saying, "Alright, go for it!" I responded and thrust in, "plop," my penis was halfway in. "Ouch! Oh my god!" Han Ying groaned.

It was the first time I'd played this position with Han Ying, and it was outside, so I was especially excited. I found that this standing rear-entry position, due to the pressure of her buttocks, increased vaginal tightness, making my penis feel very comfortable. The impact of thrusting against her soft and elastic buttocks further amplified my desire to conquer. At first, I thrust in and out quickly and sharply. After a few smacking sounds of lustful fluid, we switched to Han Ying's favorite method: long thrusts, vigorous pumping, and swirling movements. But the first time I thrust in hard, Han Ying cried out "Ouch!" and said repeatedly, "No!" I quickly asked what was wrong. She looked back at our joined bodies and said, "I don't know what's wrong, why is your thing so long today? It's hurting inside!" Then she said, "It's okay, keep going, it's probably because of the change in position." I spread her round buttocks apart with my hands and continued thrusting. As my penis slowly withdrew, Han Ying opened her mouth wide and took a long breath. When I thrust in hard, she gritted her teeth and let out a long, desperate moan. Suddenly, Han Ying grabbed my buttocks with her hand, looked up and turned to me, saying, "Wait! Xiao Hei, did you hear something?" I was startled and quickly stopped thrusting, looking around. There was complete silence. The classroom lights in the distance shone through the trees, and the water in the nearby stream reflected shimmering light.

"No one would come here at this time!" I gently stroked Han Ying's buttocks and back. "No one would come here at this hour." I reassured her, continuing to thrust my penis inside. Han Ying let out a soft "Ah," and lowered her head to continue enjoying my caresses.

I leaned my upper body against Han Ying's back, reaching my hands under her skirt to caress her firm breasts, my fingers pinching her erect nipples. Han Ying's moans quickened, turning into soft, wanton cries: "Mmm...mmm...ah...ah...good little brother...you...you really know how to play...sister lets...let you play...play until I'm dizzy...your big cock is so hard...so thick...so...so long...thrusting...thrusting me to death...I'm...it's so good to fuck your big cock little black brother...fuck you so well...Sister Yingying lets...let you fuck...fuck me for a lifetime...you...you're willing?" I panted, responding: "Good sister...hum...sister...I'm willing...willing...fuck...fuck you for a lifetime...your little...little cunt...little flesh hole...so tight!..." "...Sister Yingying...if you feel good...just moan loudly...moan it out! Nobody will hear you!" Han Ying initially tried to hold back her moans, but after I said that, she finally shouted out loud: "Ah...ah...ah...your big cock feels so good...sister feels so good...ah...ah...yes...yes...harder...yes...ouch...ouch...your big cock is making my pussy numb...don't...don't stop...fuck me to death...fuck me to pieces..." Han Ying was almost at her climax because her buttocks started to move actively, responding to my thrusts, and she arched her back with each stroke. My abdomen slapped against Han Ying's buttocks with a "slap slap" sound, which was particularly clear in the quiet woods, and the tree that Han Ying was holding tightly also rustled with our movements.

Finally, Han Ying grabbed my tightly clenched buttocks and pinched them hard, letting out a long, mournful cry: "Ah...ah...ah...I'm coming...I'm going to die!" A surge of heat rushed to my penis, the vaginal walls contracted rhythmically, and the opening gripped the base of my penis tightly. My whole body stiffened as if electrified, my glans went numb, and a surge of heat rushed from my abdomen into my penis, gushing out violently from the glans. Han Ying shuddered, groaned repeatedly, and her legs went weak, about to collapse to the ground. I quickly caught her, and she turned around and hugged me tightly, saying nothing except for panting.

We rested for a while before recovering, and under my godmother's tutelage, I was already used to continuing to caress a woman's sensitive areas after an orgasm, letting her fully experience the happiness of being cherished. This trick really worked. She said in my arms, "Xiao Hei, Yingying really can't live without you. Making love with you is the most comfortable. You're not only capable but also very considerate. Unlike other men who ejaculate and then ignore the other person's feelings, you're so gentle. I really can't live without you." I also said sweet words at the right time, making her very happy.

Her libido was getting stronger and stronger, and she was getting bolder and bolder. The third day after our secret rendezvous in the woods was the weekend, and we were rehearsing at the art academy all day. At lunchtime, she quietly pulled me into the bathroom of the practice room, locked the door, pulled down my pants, and gave me oral sex. When my penis was throbbing from being licked, she held onto the wall of the stall and let me fuck her. I felt extremely excited, so I went in. Because she was afraid that others would hear, she bit her bra and could only make muffled moans, but the stimulating feeling was like making love in public. Soon her vagina was full of juices. Just as we were playing hard, the door of the practice room was opened. We were startled and dared not move, listening intently.

A man's voice rang out: "Where's Teacher Han?" It was my sworn brother, Shangguan Jie. He was a good dancer; Han Ying had choreographed a ballroom dance for him and her prized student, Shen Lu, which, along with her own solo, was the grand finale. Then another voice said discontentedly, "Are you here to see me or your Teacher Han?" Judging from the voice, it was the sexy, fiery, lively, and outgoing beauty, Shen Lu. It seemed their relationship had developed beyond what was expected.

Jie chuckled and said, "My dear sister, why are you jealous? I was just asking. What if Teacher Han is here? How could I be intimate with you?" As he spoke, the sounds of kissing and caressing could be heard.

I glanced at Han Ying, thinking that she probably wouldn't mind her student playing with my brother if she was having an affair with me.

She smiled and gestured for me to continue. I was surprised by her boldness, but I continued my slow and forceful movements.

Outside, Shen Lu said, "I know even if you don't say it, you definitely want to sleep with Teacher Han, ah... be gentle... yes... right there... ah... how many students and teachers in the school are eyeing Teacher Han... ah... you're so naughty... just mentioning Teacher Han... and you get so excited... ah, don't ruin my clothes..." A-Jie chuckled, "Teacher Han is truly a stunning beauty, you'll have her charm in a few years." Shen Lu said angrily, "Your Teacher Han is good, go find her then, don't touch me..." A-Jie hugged her, touching her full and firm breasts, one hand already reaching under her skirt: "They're all wet, if you don't let me touch them, who will satisfy this little slut?" Shen Lu bit her lip and laughed, "There are rows of men who want to satisfy me, you'll regret it if you don't come." As she spoke, she put her hand into A-Jie's pants: "Wow... so thick... so long... so hard, is it because you mentioned Teacher Han that your penis is harder than usual?" As she spoke, she started to masturbate with her small hand. I overheard them constantly mentioning Han Ying when they were being intimate, so I pinched her cheek and teased her. She blushed and pinched me back, but her eyes shone with even more excitement.

A-Jie had already started playing with Shen Lu's young yet wanton body, making her wet and panting.

Looking at Shen Lu's wanton appearance, he laughed and said, "Don't laugh at me, are you after my boss?" Shen Lu hurriedly said, "Who said I'm after Little Black? Don't talk nonsense." A-Jie laughed and said, "I didn't tell you Little Black is my boss. Aren't you just admitting it?" Shen Lu snorted, "You're so naughty, talking about someone else while you're being intimate with him, ah..." A-Jie chuckled, "Little slut, every time my boss shows off his dark, shiny muscles, you little sluts' eyes light up. Don't think I don't know." Shen Lu blushed, "You're so naughty, I like Little Black..." "Brother, lots of girls at our school like him, but I still let you play with him, didn't I?" A-Jie laughed and said, "Of course I'm happy you like my boss. He's a real man, he's bound to attract women. I don't mind if you want to play with him." Shen Lu knew A-Jie was a playboy, and she was only with him because he was handsome, strong, and had good sexual skills. Besides, she already had a boyfriend, so she said with a lewd laugh, "Then you have to give him a chance... ah... harder..." Hearing them talk about me, Han Ying laughed and playfully rubbed my cheek, and my penis involuntarily became even harder, seemingly swelling even more in her honey hole.

I laughed and continued thrusting.

Shen Lu added, "But I think his relationship with Teacher Han is unusual." We were all shocked to hear this. A-Jie hurriedly asked, "What did you find out?" Shen Lu replied, "Nothing much, just a woman's intuition. Teacher Han is proud and arrogant, but every time she sees Brother Xiao Hei, her eyes are incredibly gentle, even a little hungry. I often see them exchanging glances. I just felt something was off." A-Jie panted, "You little slut, I can't take it anymore, I'm going to fuck you." Shen Lu quickly said, "Let's go to the bathroom. If anyone sees me here, I'm dead." We were all very nervous when we heard this. They turned the doorknob and said, "I don't know who locked it. Never mind, let's just stay here." A-Jie said urgently.

Shen Lu hurriedly said, "No, no, if someone comes early, we're dead. How about we go up to the roof?" After saying that, the two of them packed up and went out. We only breathed a sigh of relief when we heard them close the door.

Han Ying bit her lip and smiled, saying, "I didn't realize your black cock was so popular." I sensed a hint of jealousy in her voice, and I laughed, "Good sister, I only love you. Look at all the admirers you have!" Han Ying excitedly pushed me down, then straddled me, her hands on my large, glistening cock, rubbed against her wet labia a few times, before slowly taking it in. She pressed her hands on my shoulders and began to thrust and sway her hips. She looked incredibly wanton, moaning softly, "If you like it, go fuck that little slut Shen Lu. I won't be jealous." I was below, thrusting into her clitoris while kneading her large breasts swaying in front of me. "If you like A-Jie, go play with him. I'd be happy too." As she said this, I could clearly feel her vagina contracting rapidly; these words had clearly aroused her.

She bit her lip, "Bad little brother, bullying your sister Yingying, I'll break your manhood!" She squeezed and swayed even harder. I kneaded her breasts, responding to her ministrations: "Don't squeeze me, I want to fuck you, and I want to fuck that little slut Shen Lu, to avenge my sister, to make her say that my eyes are filled with such hunger when I look at her... Good sister, you should get revenge on her too, snatch A-Jie away, let A-Jie fuck you instead of her... Ah... Sister Yingying... You're squeezing me so comfortably... Ah..." Sister Yingying also moaned lasciviously: "I want you to fuck that little slut Shen Lu... I want to snatch A-Jie away... Let's play together... Ah... Harder... You're hitting my G-spot... Ah... Big dick brother... You... are fucking my sister... so crazy... So comfortable... My pussy is about to bloom... Ah, fuck me harder... Ah... Hmm... Ah... Oh... Hmm... Ah... Oh... I'm going to die... I'm coming... I'm going to lose it... Ah... Ah..." Hearing that she was about to climax, I quickly sat up, pulled her into my arms, and thrust hard while seated. We both reached climax together amidst her incoherent ramblings and my heavy breathing… After resting for a while, seeing that it was almost time, I quickly got dressed. As I left the bathroom, I hugged her and asked, “Yingying, was what you said earlier true?” She blushed and asked, “What did I say?”

I laughed and said, “It’s like I’ll help you get revenge on Shen Lu, and you help me get revenge on A-Jie, and then we’ll… hehe…” She blushed again and playfully hit me, “You scoundrel, trying to trade your woman for mine? You’re shameless, but I’m not afraid, I’m just afraid you won’t dare… hmph…” We joked and tidied up the training room, eating some pizza she had prepared beforehand. It turned out she had planned to make love to me during lunch break.

When we finished tidying up, the students from the police academy and the art academy arrived one after another. After what happened with A-Jie and the others, I paid special attention and noticed that many of them came in pairs. It seems this social event will bring together quite a few couples. The girls at the art academy are all quite pretty, and our police academy has no shortage of handsome guys, so it seems like they've successfully paired up. Seeing my gaze, Han Ying nodded thoughtfully and smiled at me.

A-Jie and Shen Lu were the last to arrive, probably not expecting everyone to be there already. They were already preparing for their choir rehearsal, so their entrance was quite noticeable. Several boys started whistling, and Da Tou (another friend of mine and A-Jie's in class, who insisted on becoming sworn brothers with us) shouted, "Brother Jie, where did you take our school beauty? We were just planning a hostage rescue!" Everyone burst into laughter. Shen Lu's face was flushed, but she had a radiant, satisfied look. A-Jie looked a little tired, his face also turning red, and he playfully hit Da Tou.

It seems Shen Lu is quite the character. Han Ying and I exchanged a smile and began the afternoon rehearsal. Because we were rehearsing with the beauties from the art academy, everyone seemed very enthusiastic, except Shen Lu was clearly a little reserved. I noticed that I couldn't see any outline of her underwear through her skirt.

As I was watching, Han Ying walked up to me without me noticing. She looked at the students practicing and said with a smile, "Hey, you little pervert, stop looking. She's not wearing underwear." I was both excited and embarrassed, and quickly took a sip of water. But her next words almost made me spit it out: "I'm not wearing underwear either!" I looked at her in surprise. She continued looking ahead, but her eyes had become much more alluring: "It's all because you, you naughty thing, shot so much, your underwear is all wet." As she spoke, taking advantage of the fact that no one was looking, she gently pinched my penis. I was so excited I almost cried out. She smiled and slightly turned to block me, slowly stroking my throbbing penis. This little vixen, she's going to drive me crazy! I felt waves of excitement inside, but I had to pretend to be serious and watch everyone rehearse… This week I took some time to go back and have sex with my godmother. It had been a long time since we'd been together, so the novelty was strong, and we both felt incredibly satisfied, experiencing wave after wave of pleasure. On Sunday afternoon, as I was preparing to return to school, my godmother, exhausted from what I had done, was fast asleep. As soon as I stepped outside, I saw my "adopted sister," Xia Yun, gazing at me with affection. Without a word, she pulled me into the storage room in the yard. Her enthusiasm overwhelmed me; she pulled down my pants and began sucking my penis. Young, strong, and full of vigor, I quickly became erect. Then, she leaned against the wall, and I lifted her skirt, pulled down her panties, and thrust inside her. Throughout the entire process, she was hungry and frenzied, wanton and intense. Afterward, I learned that since their last argument, her husband had refused to sleep with her. The argument stemmed from incompatibility in their sex life; her husband felt there was no passion in their lovemaking. Although she had intended to be more unrestrained in bed after our affair, giving her husband a new self, he wouldn't even give her the chance, so she couldn't put it into practice. I was both amused and exasperated. Since she had already decided to change, why not take the initiative? Just like with me, she thought for a moment and said she was okay with a wild man like me, but she never dared to be unrestrained with her husband, afraid he would call her cheap. After leaving, I called my eldest sister, Xia Li. She's experienced and has the strongest personality in the family. Of course, I didn't dare say I was having an affair with my second sister; I just said she seemed unhappy, probably after arguing with her husband, and asked her to think of a solution

. She's always very helpful with family matters and readily agreed.

My relationship with Han Ying grew closer, and I became bolder, seizing every opportunity for trysts. While the thrill of an affair was exciting, I never dared to go all out, always feeling something was missing. Today, she told my stern and authoritative instructor, Comrade Zhang, a huge lie, saying she needed my help with some heavy chores at home. Zhang asked if we should call a few more people. She quickly said that organizing the storage room would be difficult with too many people, and jokingly asked if Zhang's favorite brother wasn't too keen on doing odd jobs. Zhang quickly said no, serving such a beautiful woman like Teacher Han was a blessing he had prayed for. Though he said it casually, Han Ying's face flushed slightly. She was beautiful and gentle, the kind of woman every man wanted to be close to, even the staid Old Zhang would crack a few jokes with her.

We rode our bikes home as fast as we could, and as soon as we entered her house, I grabbed her and kissed her passionately, pressing my entire body against hers, her incredibly supple breasts against the wall. Feeling her soft, elastic breasts rise and fall, I felt a warm, tightness in my lower abdomen, and I couldn't help but spread her legs apart, squeezing my lower abdomen and legs between her thighs, then pressing my body tightly against her soft flesh.

She began to make muffled sounds from my kisses, her body twisting and turning, rubbing against me. Her breathing became more rapid, interspersed with soft moans, and her body began to move up and down. I kissed her while gently caressing her buttocks. After a while, I moved my hand to caress between her legs, kneading them, and Han Ying let out a soft moan.

I grabbed the hem of Han Ying's dress and tried to pull it up. But because the dress was too tight, her breasts were immediately lifted high and thrust out. I used my other hand to unhook her pink bra, revealing her two smooth and soft breasts. I could see that the dark nipples on her breasts were already erect like small dates. Now, except for her head, eyes, and raised arms, which were covered by the dress, what I saw in front of me was a full body wearing only pink panties with lace trim.

I didn't untie Han Ying's dress and let it stay over her head. Instead, I bent down and gently pulled off her panties, which were already half wet. What a little slut! As the panties came off, I discovered that Han Ying's mysterious and enchanting cave was as white and plump as a steamed bun. I couldn't help but gently kiss it... Han Ying didn't take the dress off her head. Letting it stay over her head, it looked incredibly sexy to me. I quickly took off my own clothes and leaned against her, letting our bodies press together without any obstruction.

I pressed my already throbbing penis against her, kneading it against her full belly. She breathed heavily, then her plump buttocks began to sway back and forth, her smooth belly rubbing against my erect penis. I still held her wrists with one hand, lifting them above her head, making her feel as if she were being lifted into the air, my body pressed tightly against hers, moving in sync with the movement of her hips. My other hand traced the curve of her back, slowly stroking down from her slender waist, until it reached her full buttocks. My palm fully grasped one of her plump buttocks and gently pulled it up and down. I knew that this pulling would also pull on the skin between her spread legs, and sure enough, she immediately let out a sound that was almost trembling, her toes rising, and she lifted her buttocks forward slightly.

My hand moved forward to her waist, then slid down her groin between her legs, finding it already wet; a large patch of her inner thighs was soaked. I pressed my entire palm against her soft, moist vulva, then, holding her legs together, I began to lift her body up and down, bit by bit.

She let out several long moans, her body writhing more violently, her hands, held high against the wall, twisting as if trying to break free. I used the fingers of my lower hand to part her soft, moist vulva, shifting my body to press my engorged penis against her already wet opening, gently asking, "Do you want it?" She almost moaned, "Yes... I want it..."

Before she could finish speaking, I thrust my lower body upwards forcefully, penetrating between her legs, plunging my large, hard penis into her warm, moist opening. Suddenly, a hot, hard shaft was thrust between her legs, causing her to twist her head and cry out sharply, "Ah!"

Before she could react, I pulled my penis out slightly and then thrust it all the way in between her legs again. I felt that Han Ying's vagina was wet and easy to penetrate. I thrust straight in until the base of my penis pressed tightly against her labia, which were stretched open by my thick penis. "Ah...!" she cried out in a long, trembling voice.

Then I began to use my thick, hard penis to thrust upwards into her warm, wet vagina. Since we were standing, my penis could not be fully inserted; a part of it was still outside, but it was enough for Han Ying to bear. With each thrust of that penis between her legs, her back was pressed against the wall, and her whole body was lifted up from between her legs, heaving upwards. Her two soft breasts bounced up and down, trembling and screaming with each thrust of my thick penis between her legs.

My penis was tightly enveloped by her tender cunt; it was warm, wet, soft, and tight. This sensation made me thrust my penis deeper and deeper between her legs faster and faster, while simultaneously pulling off the dress covering her head and releasing her hands. Then I undressed myself.

I looked at her silky eyes and slightly parted red lips, and reached out to grasp one of her bouncing breasts. I felt a fullness of warmth and softness in my hand; the flesh that filled my palm seemed to be squeezing out from between my fingers. My heart skipped a beat, and I began to knead her soft and elastic breast. My other hand grasped her plump buttocks from behind and pulled them, causing the tender skin between her legs to move and rub against my penis as it thrust between her legs.

The soft flesh between her legs, containing my penis, was simultaneously enduring the friction of my hot, hard penis thrusting in and out, while I pulled her hips from behind, pulling her back and forth, the wet clitoris rubbing against the penis inserted in front of her. Her lower body began to flow more and more fluid; the base of her spread legs was soaked with the juices drawn from her vagina as my penis moved in and out, making a "splashing" sound.

Her cheeks and body gradually flushed a rosy pink, her lips parted as she breathed heavily, uttering increasingly rapid moans of "Ah...ah...ah..." Suddenly, she clung tightly to me, trembling as she cried out, "Ah...I can't take it anymore...it's coming...ah...ah...", and then the muscles in her standing thighs began to tremble violently.

Seeing this, I lifted her thighs with both hands, holding her to my sides, suspending her body in the air so that her tender vulva was directly facing my erect penis. I thrust my throbbing penis upwards between her legs, lifting her completely off the ground, and began to increase the intensity of my thrusts, repeatedly plunging my thick, hard penis deep into her vagina, all the way to the very end.

As my penis throbbed more and more violently inside her, her legs suddenly wrapped tightly around me from behind, her thighs gripping my waist, her heels pulling me towards her body, pushing my thick, hard penis deep between her legs. At that

moment, I felt her soft, wet vagina, enveloping my penis, suddenly begin to convulse. She let out a long, trembling moan, "Ah…!" Her body, suspended in the air, tensed and arched backward, her breasts rising sharply. Her whole body trembled rhythmically, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, with the spasms deep within her legs. The wet, warm labia and soft walls between her legs also spasmed repeatedly, squeezing my thick, hot penis thrusting between her thighs. After seven violent spasms, her taut, backward-leaning upper body went limp, and she collapsed onto my shoulder.

My penis was deeply inserted into Han Ying's tender vagina, my hands cupping her full buttocks. She held my head in her arms, her legs wrapped around my waist, her large breasts pressed against my face, one nipple being sucked by me. After a while, her taut legs, which had been straddling me, slowly began to soften. Then she wrapped her arms around my neck, pressing her body tightly against me, her crescent-shaped eyes seeming to overflow with tenderness as she looked at me, and whispered in my ear, "Little brother, you... are... really... amazing... you've killed your sister..." I slowly moved my still-erect penis, sliding it through her exceptionally lubricated vagina after her orgasm, kissing her breasts, letting her fully enjoy the afterglow of her orgasm before withdrawing from her body. She laughed and said, "Little Black, you're getting better and better. Even Sister Yingying can't handle you anymore. I think I need to find you another woman, or your black cock will fuck you to death sooner or later." I laughed and said, "I wouldn't want to fuck you to death. I still want to have some fun with you." She gave me a seductive smile, knelt on the ground, and stroked my big cock a few times. My cock was covered in her juices. She didn't mind lowering her head and taking it into her mouth, licking the glans with her tongue, and gently rubbing my scrotum with her hand. I leaned comfortably against the wall, closed my eyes, and enjoyed the beautiful teacher's oral sex. She took my cock into her mouth and did deep throat oral sex, and stimulated my anus with her fingers. Gradually, her breathing became rapid. I opened my eyes and saw that one of her hands had already started to insert into her vagina and play with it.

I picked her up and walked to the sofa to enter her body again. Suddenly the bathroom door opened, startling us all. A stunningly beautiful woman emerged, wrapped in a towel, her features remarkably similar to Han Ying's, but much younger. Han Ying exclaimed, "Xiao Xue, when did you get here?" It was her younger sister, Han Xue.

Han Xue's cheeks flushed, but she said generously, "I've been here for a while, just finished showering, and you guys came in. Before I could even say anything, you were already at it, hehe, you've got some nerve since your brother-in-law isn't home, you little slut." Han Ying wasn't angry, laughing, "You little hussy, you have the nerve to say that to me? Were you watching our performance and couldn't help but masturbate?" Han Xue smiled seductively, "I masturbate because of you, you little slut who's cheating on me." Saying this, she walked to the other side of the sofa and sat down.

At this moment, Han Ying and I were completely naked, embracing each other on the sofa, our clothes slowly coming off, making it incredibly awkward.

Han Ying suddenly pushed me next to Han Xue, laughing lewdly, "Perfect timing, my little brother's still burning up, you, the female firefighter, can help him put it out." Han Xue muttered, "You started this fire yourself,

and you won't put it out yourself? What's in it for me? You should do it yourself. Watching you two play is more interesting than watching porn." Han Ying walked over and pulled off Han Xue's bath towel, "The benefit is a tube of semen to put out your fire." Han Xue exaggeratedly exclaimed, "You crazy woman!" but didn't try to grab the bath towel. Han Ying smiled and wrapped the bath towel around herself, "I'm going to take a shower first, you two can put out each other's fires." With that, she went into the bathroom.

I glanced awkwardly at Han Xue, intending to put on my clothes, when suddenly she placed her hand on my thigh and asked in a sweet voice, "Do you still have energy?" I didn't know how to answer. Seeing this naked, sexy beauty touching me, my penis, which had shrunk slightly from the earlier shock, became erect again. She giggled and mounted me, then skillfully manipulated my penis, guiding it closer to her vulva. My glans quickly touched two wet, hot labia; it felt like it was sucking. I couldn't help but thrust my hips forward, penetrating her. She was clearly aroused; her vagina was slippery, tight, and warm, and we both groaned in pleasure. She stretched her waist, riding him like a tamed wild horse, leaping and bounding. In her frenzied movements, her facial features sometimes contorted, appearing grotesque and terrifying, and at other times, her eyes sparkled with joy, revealing a delightful and endearing side.

"Ah...ah...brother...ah...so deep...so...so good..." Han Xue felt her vagina completely filled, yet it was strangely comfortable and satisfying, the wonderful feeling she had dreamed of. A tingling, numb sensation spread throughout her body from her tender vagina, making her limbs weak. She said seductively, "Little brother...quickly...you fuck me...harder...fuck...sister's...little vagina..." I quickly switched positions with her, pressing her down beneath me. Han Xue's legs tightly hooked around my buttocks, and before I could even begin thrusting, she started moving on her own. I was aroused by her wanton state, and my penis became hard. I first thrust into her vaginal opening, then slowly withdrew, until only the head of my penis remained inside her. With a "gurgle," the vaginal fluid that had been blocked by my penis gushed out, flowing down Han Xue's buttocks and onto the grass. I thrust deeply again, pressing firmly against her clitoris, then withdrew to the entrance, repeating this motion faster and faster, my hips undulating incessantly.

Han Xue was drenched in sweat, her pleasure almost ecstatic, not caring if anyone heard, she cried out with breathtaking moans. "Ah...ah...dear brother...dear husband...I feel so good...so wonderful...thrust again...thrust again...so deep...I'm going to die...so good...so wonderful..." I sealed her lips with mine, our tongues intertwining, Han Xue could no longer make a sound, only nasal "mmm" sounds, continuing to express her pleasure. The tremors deep within her clitoris made her unable to hold back her moans; she wished she could scream out loud, because it felt so incredibly good.

But as I continued thrusting, causing her to climax twice, she finally experienced the power of my large penis. I showed no signs of fatigue or impending ejaculation, continuing to thrust and withdraw forcefully. Her juices soaked the sofa beneath her, and her legs finally gave way at her waist, a dazed smile on her face.

Now I had a better chance to see this beautiful woman's alluring appearance. Her young, beautiful face was flushed with satisfaction, her thin lips bright and captivating. I couldn't resist kissing her lightly again. Her full, erect breasts rose and fell with her heavy breathing. I thrust with renewed interest, watching her juices splatter, both of our lower bodies sticky and wet. My large penis stretched her small, swollen vulva, while Han Xue could only moan softly in her sleep. Suddenly, I increased my speed, thrusting in and out relentlessly.

Han Xue was awakened by the beauty again, and this time it was a thrilling sensation she had never experienced before. Her little pussy was contracting incessantly as I penetrated her, her clitoris becoming incredibly sensitive. Every thrust and pull made her throb and her flower tremble wildly; she felt like her body was about to explode.

Finally, she cried out loudly, "Ah…!" and orgasm came, wave after wave. This was the first time she had experienced consecutive orgasms. She felt like she was about to die, and her legs hooked around my buttocks again, tightening tightly as if she wanted to devour me alive.

I felt my large penis being tightly gripped, the glans feeling as if a small mouth was sucking on it. My whole body went limp. I thrust a few times, and after a few short, sharp thrusts, I groaned as I pushed my penis deep into Han Xue's vagina, letting her convulse violently as I ejaculated the semen I'd accumulated throughout the day into her body… When Han Ying came out of the shower, Han Xue was lying on the sofa, completely exhausted from my ministrations, her legs spread apart. Her dark pubic hair was covered in a mixture of vaginal fluid and semen, and her labia were slowly opening and closing, the mixture of fluids slowly flowing out.

Han Ying chuckled, "You're quite something, aren't you? You've managed to subdue this little slut." Saying this, she climbed onto the sofa, smiling seductively, and took my semen- and fluid-covered penis into her mouth, sucking on it with wanton moans. I knew that tonight I would experience the wonderful sensation of two women at once…

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