lewd niece and uncle

The music from the lewd niece and uncle
still lingered in the air. It wasn't the kind of music Miharu usually liked; her uncle had heard her say she hated songs by Sanbo Spring, and now Sanbo Spring folk songs were playing.

Her uncle used to drink cheap whiskey. Later, as his income increased, he started drinking fine spirits. One day, he accidentally drank his old liquor again and realized how he had managed to drink such inferior liquor.

Although there were so many women in the world, in his uncle's eyes, there were too few—meaning there weren't many women worth sleeping with.

That night, wearing only socks, he ran across the cold cement to where he parked his car and drove home. The next day, her uncle came to Miharu's place to retrieve his shoes, and naturally, he hugged Miharu again.

During sex, Meiqing's body trembled incessantly. She was a woman with an extremely strong sex drive, and each time the sensation was different, the tightness inside her penis varied. The sucking force inside was sometimes strong and sometimes weak; sometimes it felt like worms wriggling, sometimes like something bouncing.

By the next morning, her uncle could vaguely feel Meiqing's fluids gently stroking the head of his penis. Of course, her uncle was satisfied. He left the room without a word, while Meiqing lay quietly on the bed as if unconscious.

Meiqing couldn't possibly wake up immediately; if someone broke into her room, she would definitely be raped. If someone were to deliberately spy outside, and upon seeing the man step out of the house, think, "Great! My chance has come!" and then open the door and go inside, Mei Qing would naturally be powerless against it. Mei Qing might even be waiting for such an opportunity and gladly accepting the advances of an uninvited guest!

Suddenly, an idea popped into his head. He thought, "I'll give it a try!"

In fact, his uncle desperately wanted to get his hands on the woman living across the hall from his room. His room was on the fourth floor of the apartment building, and across from his room lived the woman he desired. In other words, he didn't want women he had previously been intimate with bothering him, constantly clinging to him like a piece of chewing gum. Therefore, his uncle had been observing this woman's personality for half a year; she had moved in seven or eight months ago.

My uncle's room had a fisheye mirror. Although there was a hallway separating them, every time the door across the hall opened or closed, a vibration would reach my uncle's room. At those times, my uncle would look through the fisheye mirror and see a woman either about to step out of her room or about to enter.

This woman was probably around twenty years old. "It's best not to!" my uncle would always think.

She often carried folders containing official documents, and he couldn't figure out her profession, no matter how long he thought about it. Sometimes she would leave at noon, sometimes in the evening, but she always returned late at night. My uncle thought she might work at some club, but her simple appearance didn't seem like it.

She wasn't always dressed in elegant dresses or gowns, but rather casually in a shirt and jeans. But no matter what she wore, she always carried a thick cardboard bookcase. Why would a woman who worked at a club bring such a thing to work?

When she was in her room, music could usually be heard, invariably English or French pop songs.

One autumn evening, her uncle encountered her in front of the elevator. The woman probably didn't know that her uncle was the tenant living across from her.

"You're the one who lives across from my room, aren't you?"

"Yes..."

The woman had healthy, tanned skin, and she blushed as she replied, as if she knew her uncle.

"I often see you. I think you're very beautiful. Since we're neighbors, I think it's best not to get too close. How do you know me?"

The woman's cheeks flushed even more deeply. Perhaps the woman, upon hearing the door open, had also secretly observed her uncle's behavior through her fisheye lenses.

Her hair wasn't permed; it hung straight over her shoulders, and the whites of her eyes had a faint powdery sheen.

As he stepped out of the elevator, her uncle said to her, "Goodnight."

The woman echoed, "Goodnight."

Her uncle left his bedroom door open, so he could see into the woman's room. It was the season when air conditioning or heating wasn't needed. Besides sleeping with Aki every two weeks and cuddling with Meiqing every week, her uncle occasionally had affairs with other women. As

soon as he entered the room, he began to undress. His door remained open, and after removing his shorts towards the door, he went into the bathroom to shower. He wasn't worried about thieves breaking in; let them come if they wanted, since nothing they stole wouldn't be life-threatening.

After showering, he wrapped himself in a towel and stood facing the woman's room. To enhance his erection, he used his hand. In a daze, he thought it was incredibly cute, not only with a black sheen but also standing upright. If only the woman in the opposite room could see him through the fisheye lens.

A popular English song was playing in the woman's room, sung by a magnetic male voice.

The uncle leaned back on the sofa and stroked his own member, which stood straight and erect. After a moment, he closed the door and glanced at the opposite room through the fisheye lens. As if pre-arranged, the opposite door slowly opened.

The uncle gasped inwardly. He saw a light brown, naked woman moving in the brightly lit room, her back to the door as she walked inside. The woman sat back-to-back on the sofa, just as he had before, her long legs spread wide. She began to caress her genitals, which, through the fisheye lenses, seemed much farther away and appeared rounder than they actually were.

The uncle thought, "She must have been looking at me."

She probably saw his naked body and was aroused, so she deliberately displayed her own body to retaliate. Moreover, the woman's breasts were fuller than he had imagined. Now, all he wanted was to rush inside immediately.

At this moment, the uncle's heart was pounding wildly, and he was almost completely disoriented. She then raised her arms above her head, revealing her thick armpit hair. Her hands seemed to be gathering her long hair, waving them around, and then suddenly she reached for that sensitive area, rubbing it with her palm. She opened her lips, and a look of pain flashed across her face, a few wrinkles appearing and disappearing on her forehead.

The uncle thought to himself, judging from her actions, even if it was acting, he could be sure that she was aroused. So he opened the door he had just closed, entered the woman's open door, and then locked it.

The naked uncle placed his face between the woman's open thighs.

"Oh! You..." the woman cried out in surprise, but her hands wrapped around her uncle's head, pressing it forcefully between her legs.
Her genitals were already wet, and her uncle smelled a scent he had never smelled before—a scent reminiscent of chrysanthemums. She uttered "No" again, but even as she said it, she spread her legs wider, not pushing his head away, but simply pressing harder.

Her uncle began to use his skillful tongue. The spring water between her legs was sticky, and the chrysanthemum scent grew stronger. Her uncle was considering whether to lay her down on the sofa or carry her to the bed. Of course, playing in the bed would be much more convenient.

He gently took her hand and said, "Let's go to bed."

The woman moved her lips as if she wanted to say something, looking hesitant and gazing at her uncle with mournful, misty eyes, before walking to the bed and lying down obediently. Her eyes, which seemed to have just been crying, kept staring at her uncle.

The woman's breasts were the firm, elastic breasts of a southern woman. She tightly embraced her uncle's head with both hands and began scratching his hair. At the same time, she started moaning "Ah!" and suddenly began to convulse intermittently, as if she could no longer contain the stimulation of pleasure.

The uncle suddenly noticed something the size of a bean under the woman's armpit.

"It's a small breast!" the uncle muttered to himself.

Without close inspection, it would be impossible to notice; the bean-sized breast resembled a small swelling from a mosquito bite. Judging from the fact that it appeared on both sides, it was undoubtedly a small breast. His tongue moved to the small breast. Clearly, that area had an erogenous zone, because she began to convulse again with a sobbing sound.

He pushed her arm away, his tongue slowly moving towards her armpit. Her armpits were thick with hair and had a slight body odor, which suited her perfectly.

Whenever his hand touched the sensual hollow beneath her armpit, her body would quiver, and he heard her let out an "Ah!" sound.

He also saw her remove the pillow from under her head with her outstretched hand, as it hindered her movements. After releasing the pillow, she began to clutch the sheets. At this moment, remembering he hadn't kissed this woman yet, he moved his lips to her face, pressing them against her flushed and slightly swollen lips.

"Why do I always meet such wonderful women?"

The uncle suddenly felt a surge of gratitude towards God. At that moment, the woman's tongue gradually rolled towards him. Her mouth was filled with the fragrant scent of chrysanthemum. Then, the uncle immediately moved his lips to the woman's genitals, gently flicking the protrusion.

There are three ways to flick the protrusion: one is with the nose, the second is with the lower lip, and the third is with the tip of the tongue.

He used all three methods on that protrusion, and then he probably discovered that the strongest sobbing sounds came from when he was flicking it with his lower lip.

"Ah! No..."

"You still say no, but you're already so wet. Look, it's in!"

"Ah... no... spare me..."

After a deep insertion, the uncle relaxed his body and began to thrust.

"Mmm..."

With each deeper penetration, the woman's upper body arched backward. At this moment, the uncle felt his entire body burning hot.
Woman! I will never let you go again, you will become my woman from now on...

Grabbing her breasts through her clothes, he thrust his penis upward with all his might, penetrating deeply to the root. The woman trembled on the bed.

"Ah!"

"Is it good? Can you feel it?"

He reached under her shirt and touched her breasts directly. Her full breasts wriggled in his palm.

"Woman, your breasts are beautiful!"

"Very good! Your sucking skills have improved significantly."

She too would feel a surge of excitement from the penis in that instant, and inexplicably feel a need herself. The woman would forget her own position, lost in a passionate dream. She would rub her cheek against the penis, the thing inside her mouth constantly moving, fulfilling her duty to the best of her ability.

"So beautiful!"

The man's large penis was being served meticulously by the woman. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the man's pleased expression. A subordinate catering to her superior's desires was perfectly natural. The man smiled with satisfaction under her deliberate teasing. My thing was still full of vitality, displaying boundless energy. It hadn't lost its function with age; after all, I was still young.

"Take off your clothes! Use your full, soft breasts."

The woman stripped off her upper body; she wasn't wearing a bra underneath, and her two round, full breasts bounced nakedly. She grasped one of her breasts in her hands and nestled it against the man's swollen penis, rubbing it with her cleavage, which held an incredibly exciting attraction for him.

"Such wonderful breasts, it feels so good to fuck you."

"Good."

Her actions pleased the man immensely. She lamented why she had done something that would cost her soul by selling her body, yet her hands still grasped her breasts, making the narrow cleavage squeeze the man's penis forcefully. In this action, her breasts transmitted pleasure from his pleasurable reactions.

"Your breasts are so skillful! They feel so good."

He squinted as he stroked the woman's hair, not forgetting to reward her for her breasts' contribution. The woman's breasts became even harder and more erect after the man's teasing, and the two nipples, like flower buds, couldn't help but caress and whisper their secrets.

"So good... I'm going to ejaculate... right on your full breasts..."

"No... don't come."

She quickly moved her breasts away from the man's penis, nestling her body in his arms. She wanted to divert the man's arousal and ejaculate where she felt most needed.

"Don't ejaculate...in my breasts..."

"Then where...?"

"You're so annoying...a gentleman understands what a lady needs."

The woman spoke her mind directly in a suggestive and provocative way. She longed for the man to take immediate action to suppress the unbearable itching in her lower body. Her vagina was already overflowing with wetness, and her heart was pounding rapidly. She swayed her hips provocatively towards the man. Her vagina was already ready and wide open. The man cooperated with her needs, holding his swollen penis as he thrust into her. After two or three attempts to penetrate, he finally managed to insert his penis into the woman's vagina.

"Ah...so good..."

She felt the penis penetrate deeper, and a satisfied sound escaped her throat. The friction and union of flesh against flesh felt so solid. Originally, women did this because men gave them money, not out of genuine joy. But now she had long forgotten how much she was being paid. She only knew that the burning desire within her could not be extinguished. As he thrust into her, he didn't forget her breasts, his hands constantly caressing their fullness, his waist twisting.

"So good! It feels so good..."

Her hair flew wildly, her style freshly styled today, and now it was already overjoyed. She twisted her waist to match the speed of the penis's thrusts. Her uncle had a general understanding of women's behavior; in moments of passion, she longed for the man's powerful penis to pound into her. He wanted to change his approach.

He forcefully squeezed the woman's breasts, pinching and pulling at the two nipples with his fingers, then letting them tremble as his fingers continued to wander. He wanted to subject the wanton woman to new torment, to unleash her primal sexual hunger.

"It hurts...it hurts so much..." A slight pain shot through her nipples, instantly transforming into a surge of pleasure that coursed through her body.

"Ah...it feels...so good..."

It turned out that the kneading was accompanied by pain, but soon, guided by his fingers, she became extremely excited. She ecstatically parted her tightly pursed lips, and the man's lips pressed against them, engulfing them. After a passionate touch, his lips parted from hers. He teased her breasts with his left hand, while his right hand moved to her genitals. His penis thrust into her wetness, and his right hand forcefully rubbed against the groove between her vagina and anus. Under the influence of his fingers, her emotions surged to a fever pitch.

"Yes...so good..."

Through the thin skin, he knew her perfectly well; this area was her most sensitive spot, the place that caused her pain and suffocation.

"So good...yes! It feels amazing, you've aroused me...I love it..."

Her desire boiled over during the man's assault. The intense collision and union of their sensitive organs was incredibly arousing, truly unforgettable. They both found the pleasure they desired in this game, their emotions soaring high... Unable to resist the heat within him, he ejaculated a thick stream of semen.

"Ah...it's coming out."

"No...don't." Although she said this, she and he had also reached a sublime state.

"So...comfortable..." Her head tilted back and swayed once or twice, the intense sensation seeping deep into her heart.

"So...good...it's wonderful...even if my cunt is fucked to death...I'd still want it..." She moaned softly, her lewd words echoing in the man's ears.

The tip of his penis was incredibly shiny, and she welcomed its lubrication. She closed her eyes in ecstasy, her mouth holding his penis, her hands moving up and down incessantly.

"Comfortable...I'll come." The man's penis was at the woman's mercy, and she single-mindedly awaited its arrival, without any distraction.

"Ah..." He screamed, ejaculating thick semen from the tip of his penis.

"I...came." Her mouth sucked on his penis, feeling the semen arrive.

Semen spurted from her mouth, staining her lips, spraying repeatedly. Her right hand kept squeezing the base of his penis, causing more semen to overflow from her mouth, splattering her face with white semen, filling the air with the man's scent.

"Lick it, eat it... savor this delicacy."

"Oh..." She opened her lips and stuck out her tongue, scrambling it across her face.

"I love it, it's so delicious..." She swallowed the thick, fresh breasts.

Miharu immersed her body in the cold seawater, the waves rippling around her thighs. She took a deep breath, feeling her breasts bobbing in the water, a strange itch rising within her. She feared this feeling. Whenever she swam, this feeling would surge within her, making her dizzy and disoriented. She took a breath and plunged into the water. The clear seawater, illuminated by the sunlight, allowed her to see the underwater flowers and trees. After diving for a while, she rolled over and surfaced.

"Meiqing! Meiqing!" Her uncle's voice called from afar.

Meiqing wiped the water droplets from her face and turned around. She saw her uncle swimming rapidly towards her on the distant sea, swimming freestyle—fast and agile. The water rippled, and she saw the care and worry filling her uncle's youthful eyes.

"Meiqing!" he said, floating on the surface. "Where did you swim to? I suddenly couldn't see you!"

She was a beautiful young woman. Her uncle could look at her a thousand times, ten thousand times, and he would never tire of it.

"Can you swim on your back?" she asked, lying leisurely on the water.

He replied, "Of course."

"Come on!" she said, "Swim on your back with me!"

He didn't immediately lie on his back; he simply floated beside her, gazing intently at her. Her "bikini" was flesh-colored, barely covering her breasts. Below, a small flesh-colored thong encircled her hips, barely concealing the triangle between her legs.

The bikini was wet and now clung tightly to Miharu's body. This made him even more stunned; her entire body was laid bare before him, completely naked. This fiery feeling, like a force, surged between his legs. He couldn't help but act impulsively; the scene surprised and embarrassed him! Fortunately, his lower body was submerged in water, which prevented his embarrassment from being fully exposed.

Mei Qing, still with her eyes open, lay on the water's surface and asked, "What? Aren't you coming with me?"

He said, "I...I'll stay here and watch over you!"

Mei Qing said, "Are you really afraid of sharks attacking me?"

She shouted, "If there really were sharks, I believe you would escape faster than me!"

She laughed heartily, the seawater lapping against her body, her firm breasts bobbing on the water's surface.

She cried out, "What are you doing? Why are you looking at me like that?"

He stammered, unable to speak, "I...I..."

With a sudden movement, Mei Qing stared at him blankly, noticing his gaze, and she became angry.

She cried out, "You shameless bastard! You're staring at my breasts! You don't swim, yet you're staring intently at my breasts!"

Her uncle blushed, "I...I didn't..."

She said, "You were clearly staring at me, like a pervert..."

Her uncle trembled with anxiety. If he swam on his back, his body would tilt upwards, revealing his embarrassing lower body. He was only wearing tiny swim trunks that barely covered his genitals. As he lay flat on the water, Mei Qing looked down and her gaze suddenly fell upon that bulge.

Now he was swimming on his back, but between his legs, this small bulge was clearly visible before her. It stirred up endless fantasies within her. It was as if she had entered a fairyland. Her heart tingled!

Her uncle's manhood, held and caressed in her hand, seemed to be yearning for more. Seeing that she was already aroused, he immediately rolled over, his hand caressing her panties, and then, quite pleased with himself, pulled them down.

Once Meiqing's panties were off, his five fingers, like little snakes, burrowed into her vagina. At first, she felt a slight pain, but after a while of fiddling and thrusting, she not only got used to it but gradually became reluctant to part with those five fingers. The inability to reach her itch was unbearable for her.

"Would it feel better or more painful to have this hard thing shoved in? If it's painful, then surely not all women in the world are fools or idiots who would deliberately suffer like this. So it must be..."

Mei-qing thought to herself, absentmindedly rubbing her uncle's penis. At this moment, the lust aroused by his penis had begun to burn within her.

"Why not? You're a strong swimmer, soaking for an hour or two is no problem!"

"If you're worried about not having enough strength, I can stay in the water for a day or two, it's fine."

"Alright! Let's try it! But I don't know how at all."

"Do you need a teacher? Just do as I say, that's all. But you have to hold your breath. Otherwise, you'll swallow water, and that would be terrible."

As he spoke, he pulled Mei-qing towards him. Although they were both shoulder-width apart in the water, their lower bodies were already beginning to entice each other. Finally, his penis was taken into her vagina, and with a forceful pull, he twisted her buttocks towards him. His hard member was now fully inside.

Mei Qing let out a soft "Oh!" and closed her eyes. She felt her empty opening below was completely filled, firmly pressing against her uterus, almost like it was pressing against her mouth. At this moment, she felt satisfied.

Just as she suddenly felt emptiness, his penis slowly pushed in again. But it seemed he couldn't reach the bottom, making her unbearably itchy! This caused her to arch her hips and twist her waist, finally managing to feel the penis reach its full depth. Like a thirsty person receiving a drop of water, she felt immense excitement.

But this excitement and satisfaction were fleeting; the hard penis slipped out again! She impatiently arched her hips again to chase after it. Fortunately, it didn't slip away completely, only reaching the entrance of her vagina, where she gripped his buttocks and pushed it back in.

Her heart pounded in her chest, her soul adrift on the clouds. Her whole body convulsed, releasing a surge of vaginal fluid. But he, not yet satisfied, suddenly felt a heat in his glans; his burning heart felt as if a drop of oil had been added, and he thrust even more vigorously.

Meiqing closed her eyes, secretly savoring the sensation of insects crawling on her. Was it itchy? Or...? She couldn't say, but she found it incredibly pleasurable.

The uncle's thrusts grew more vigorous and pleasurable, his speed increasing dramatically, driving Mei Qing to a frenzy. Overwhelmed by pleasure, he paid no heed to her, focusing solely on his relentless thrusting, his breath coming in rapid gasps, like a bellows. He felt only heat and engorgement; only release would bring him relief, so he relentlessly pounded in. Even if it meant crashing the heavens, he was willing to endure anything to ejaculate. Ignoring Mei Qing's agony, he thrust and pounded, pounding for a thousand or eight hundred times, yet he still couldn't ejaculate.

This was the second time she had released vaginal fluid. Only then did she truly experience the ecstasy, and she closed her eyes tightly, slowly savoring the sensation.

The man in her arms, surprisingly, did not disappoint her; he continued with great enthusiasm, and she fell deeply in love with him because of this. This love was blind, but it came from the bottom of her heart, because she felt it was an inexhaustible source of happiness.

She used one hand to support his back, and the other to gently paddle the water, keeping their weight level. He worked tirelessly for another thousand or eight hundred strokes, until he was breathless and large beads of sweat dripped down his face, before he finally stopped impatiently.

"Why isn't it coming out?"

"What can we do?"

"Unless you expel the sperm, there's no other way!"

"Rest for a bit, we'll try again later."

"Look at the time! Are we going to stay submerged forever?"

Meiqing glanced at the sun; it was already past four o'clock.

"I know, that's why I'm so anxious! But it just won't come out, what can I do?"

"Is it harder to come out the more anxious you are?"

"I think so." "

Then I'll wait a little longer, don't worry, it'll probably come out in a while."

For some reason, she didn't feel embarrassed at all saying this. Is human emotion really that mysterious? Hearing her words, he felt an immense sense of comfort from the bottom of his heart.

He said, "You're so good!"

Meiqing didn't answer him, but her hips began to move in the water, sucking and spitting out his penis, playing with it fiercely. After only thirty or fifty strokes, he couldn't hold back any longer, mustering his remaining courage and following her rhythm, he began to thrust again.

Meiqing had only intended to provoke him, and his agreement was exactly what she wanted, making her instantly overjoyed. The surging water was stirred up by them, creating a huge whirlpool, and ripples were swept away by the waves. But countless more ripples were still created around them, floating on the surface.

In the midst of extreme tension, they both ejaculated at the same time. They slowly swam to the beach, went straight to the sun loungers, grabbed towels, and got dressed.

Miharu gazed at her uncle. He had thick hair, tanned a dark, glossy black by the sun. His skin was bronze, from weeks of sunbathing. He had captivating eyes and expressive lips. He was an irresistibly handsome man, and Miharu found him adorable. But she didn't know if it was love.

She moved closer! She reached out and gently ran her fingers through his hair; she could feel his breath quicken. Her hair fell, landing on his lips. She lightly licked the back of his ear with the tip of her tongue. This made him tremble.

She reached out, her fingers gliding deftly across his neck, then down to his chest. She unbuttoned his shirt. His skin, flushed a deep, sensual red from the sunlight, was a sensual hue.

She unbuttoned one of his buttons, then another, and then the one below, until his shirt was ripped open! A lump formed in his throat.

She seemed to hold his pleasure, his excitement, all his joy, in her hands. She smiled proudly! Her hand covered his nipple, slowly, she moved her palm, moved it! Her hand moved swiftly, deliberately pressing her palm firmly against his nipple.

"I know nipples are a woman's erogenous zone..."

"What?...Don't men feel sensuality too?"

She was no longer shy! No longer reserved! No longer demure! She became proactive and wild! She reached up and took off her top, pressing her body against his.

She took a breath, thrusting her breasts forward, and said, "Aren't my breasts beautiful?"

She straddled him. He looked up from the ground, her nipples erect in mid-air. So dazzling. Then she leaned down, positioning her breasts against him. The uncle was completely under her control; his tongue lolled out.

He lay flat on his back, only his large penis erect, pointing skyward. She stripped him naked, staring at him. He had a well-built physique, one could say he was a perfect man. Startled, he quickly covered his aroused area with his hands.

"Can you stop staring like that?"

"You have such a magnificent thing!" she said.

"I've never let a girl see me like this before!" the uncle exclaimed.

He watched as she undressed completely, her white skin a hundred times more alluring than the statue of Venus. He knelt and leaned down to kiss her. His lips rained down on her entire body with a frenzied, passionate kiss. From her breasts to her slender waist, to the triangle between her legs—the most seductive, the most mysterious place.

Now, he was on top of her. He was completely in control. He was like a fire, pressing down on her, wanting to completely ignite her.

She closed her eyes, offering him her virginity, the only perfect, ripe fruit in her life, untouched by anyone. She moved slowly! At first, slowly, then, swaying like a gentle breeze! She was moved by him, like a willow branch in the wind...

Then, the swaying became like waves, like ocean waves, each wave splashing white foam. She seemed to become a bubble in these waves, being impacted and scattered... The waves grew larger and larger, like a sudden gust of wind, this force possessing and engulfing her!

In a violent spasm, his throat spasmed. The choked sound was full of excitement and satisfaction...

She swayed her waist, moaning softly.

He gently touched her, pressing his middle finger against her clitoris, rubbing it for a while before finally inserting it inside. She was already wet with desire.

Knowing it was about time, her uncle pressed down on her again. Even before his penis entered her, she had already raised her legs high, ready to fight. Her vulva was already overflowing with lustful fluid! Her uncle's penis slid in easily. She let out a long sigh; perhaps this was the feeling of fulfillment she was experiencing.

Of course, penetration with a penis was a thousand times better than using her hands. Her uncle began to thrust in and out. Mei Qing, below, clung tightly to him, her hands grabbing and twisting wildly at his body, her waist swaying gently, welcoming his thrusts!

Hearing her moans, her uncle increased his strength, thrusting forcefully until her core felt like it was being pounded! Pleasure! The thick, hard penis pounded against her clitoris, making her feel incredibly good.

Hearing that she was about to climax, her uncle thrust violently a few more times, then twisted his glans towards her clitoris. Ah! A gush of hot semen flowed out.

Her voice gradually weakened, her whole body went limp, lying limply, no longer moving, her limbs lowered, no longer thrusting.

Seeing the lust in her eyes, her uncle knew she was aroused again. Suddenly, he felt a tremor, thrusting forcefully a few more times, and a thick stream of semen shot out.

They lay there, breathless, embracing tightly. She felt his radiant heat spreading through her, completely conquering her. She could feel his previously hard member slowly shrinking and softening inside her! Overwhelmed by a void, she cried even harder.

No matter how softly he called her name, it was no use. Her heart shattered like a bubble, then scattered by the wind, never to be retrieved.

The music continued to linger, a kind of music that Miharu didn't usually like. Her uncle had heard Miharu say she hated Sanpaku Spring's songs, and now Sanpaku Spring folk songs were playing.

Her uncle used to drink cheap whiskey. Later, as his income gradually increased, he began to drink fine foreign liquor. Until one day, he happened to drink the same liquor he used to drink and realized how he had managed to drink such inferior liquor in the past.

Although there were so many women in the world, in his uncle's eyes, there were too few—meaning there weren't many women worth sleeping with.

That night, wearing only socks, he ran across the cold cement to where he parked his car and drove home. The next day, his uncle came to Meiqing's place to retrieve his shoes, and naturally, he hugged Meiqing again.

During sex, Meiqing's body trembled constantly. She was a woman with an extremely strong sex drive, and each time the sensation was different, the tightness inside her was different; the sucking force was sometimes strong, sometimes weak, sometimes it felt like worms wriggling, sometimes it felt like something was bouncing.

The next morning, the uncle could vaguely feel Mei Qing's fluid gently rubbing against the head of his penis. Satisfied, he quietly left the room, while Mei Qing lay motionless on the bed, seemingly unconscious.

Mei Qing wouldn't wake up immediately; if someone broke into her room, she would be raped. If someone deliberately peeked outside, and saw a man leave the room, thinking, "Great! My chance!" they would open the door and go in, and Mei Qing would be defenseless. Perhaps Mei Qing was waiting for this opportunity, gladly accepting the uninvited guest's advances! Suddenly,

a thought arose in the uncle's mind: "I'll try it too!"

In fact, the uncle desperately wanted to get his hands on the woman living across the hall. My uncle's room was on the fourth floor of the apartment. The woman he wanted lived in the room opposite his. In other words, he didn't want any woman he'd had a relationship with bothering him, clinging to him like a piece of chewing gum. So, my uncle had been observing this woman's personality for about six months; she had moved in seven or eight months ago.

My uncle's room had a fisheye mirror. Although there was a hallway between them, every time the door opposite opened or closed, a vibration would reach my uncle's room. At those times, my uncle would look through the fisheye mirror and see the woman either about to step out of her room or about to enter.

This woman was probably around twenty years old. "It's best not to!" my uncle would always think.

She often carried a folder containing official documents, and her uncle couldn't figure out her profession, even after thinking about it for a long time. Sometimes she would leave at noon, sometimes in the evening, but she always returned late at night. Her uncle thought she might work at some club, but her simple appearance didn't seem like it.

She wasn't dressed in elegant dresses or gowns, but rather casually in a shirt and jeans. But no matter what she wore, she always carried a thick cardboard folder. Why would a woman who worked at a club bring such a thing to work?

When she was in her room, there was usually music playing, invariably English or French pop songs.

One autumn night, her uncle encountered her in front of the elevator. This woman probably didn't know that her uncle was the tenant living across the hall from her.

"You're the one who lives across from my room, right?"

"Yes..."

The woman, with healthy, tanned skin, blushed as she replied, as if she knew her uncle.

"I often see you. I think you're very beautiful. Since we're neighbors, I think it's best not to get too close. How do you know me?"

The woman's cheeks flushed even more. Perhaps when she heard the door open, she had also been secretly observing her uncle's behavior through her fisheye lenses.

Her hair wasn't curled; it hung straight over her shoulders, and the whites of her eyes had a faint powdery sheen.

As he stepped out of the elevator, the uncle said to her, "Goodnight."

The woman echoed, "Goodnight."

The uncle left his bedroom door open so he could see into the woman's room. It was the season when air conditioning or heating wasn't needed. Besides sleeping with Aki every two weeks and cuddling with Meiqing every week, the uncle occasionally had affairs with other women. As

soon as he entered the room, he began to undress. His door remained open. After pulling down his shorts towards the door, he went into the bathroom to shower. He wasn't worried about thieves breaking in; let them come if they wanted, since nothing he could steal would endanger his life.

After showering, he wrapped himself in a towel and stood facing the woman's room. To enhance his erection, he used his hand. In a daze, he thought it was incredibly cute, not only because of its black sheen but also because it stood erect. If only the woman in the opposite room could see it through the fisheye lens at that moment.

A popular English song was playing in the woman's room, sung by a magnetic male voice.

The uncle leaned back on the sofa and stroked his own member; it stood straight and erect. After a moment, he closed the door and glanced at the opposite room through the fisheye lens. As if preordained, the door to the opposite room slowly opened.

The uncle gasped in surprise, seeing a light brown, naked woman moving in the brightly lit room, her back to the door as she walked inside. The woman sat back on the sofa, just like he had, her long legs spread wide. She began to caress her genitals, which, through the fisheye lenses, seemed much farther away than they actually were, and appeared round.

The uncle thought, "She must have been looking at me."

She probably saw his naked body and was aroused, so she deliberately showed him her own body in return. Not only that, but the woman's breasts were even fuller than he had imagined. Now, all he wanted was to rush inside and get inside.

At this moment, the uncle's heart was pounding, and he was almost completely disoriented. She then crossed her arms and placed them above her head, immediately revealing her thick armpit hair. Her hands seemed to be gathering her long hair, waving them around, then suddenly she reached one hand towards that sensitive area and began to rub it with her palm. She opened her lips, and a look of pain flashed between her brows, a few wrinkles appearing and disappearing on her forehead.

The uncle thought to himself, judging from her actions, even if it was acting, he could be sure she was aroused. So he opened the door he had just closed, entered the woman's open door, and then locked it from the inside.

The naked uncle placed his face between the woman's open thighs.

"Ouch! You..." the woman cried out in surprise, but her hands wrapped around the uncle's head, pressing it forcefully between her legs.
The woman was already wet, and the uncle smelled a scent he had never smelled before—it smelled like chrysanthemums. She uttered "No" again, but even as she said it, she opened her legs wider, not pushing his head away, but simply pressing inward.

The uncle began to use his skillful tongue. Her vulva was sticky with moisture, and the chrysanthemum scent grew stronger. The uncle was considering whether to lay her down on the sofa or carry her to the bed. Of course, playing in bed would be much more convenient.

He gently took her hand and said, "Let's go to the bed."

The woman's lips moved as if she wanted to say something, but she hesitated, gazing at her uncle with a mournful, melancholic look before walking to the bed and lying down obediently. Her eyes, as if she had just cried, remained fixed on her uncle.

The woman's breasts were those of a bouncy southern woman. She tightly embraced her uncle's head and began scratching his hair. At the same time, she began to moan "Ah!" Suddenly, she began to convulse intermittently, as if she could no longer contain the stimulation of pleasure.

The uncle suddenly noticed something the size of a bean under the woman's armpit.

"It's a small breast!" he muttered to himself.

Without close inspection, it would be impossible to notice; the tiny, bean-sized nipples resembled small swellings from mosquito bites. Judging from their presence on both sides, they were undoubtedly small breasts. His tongue moved to the nipples. Clearly, that area was an erogenous zone, as she began to sob and tremble again.

He pushed her arm away, his tongue slowly moving towards her armpit. Her armpits were covered in thick armpit hair, with a slight body odor, which suited her perfectly.

Whenever her uncle's hand touched the erogenous zone recessed under her armpit, her body would quiver, and he heard her utter an "Ah!" sound.

The uncle also saw her remove the pillow from under her head with her outstretched hand, because the pillow would hinder her movements when she was thrusting. After she released the pillow, she began to clutch the sheets. At this moment, the uncle remembered that he hadn't kissed this woman yet, so he moved his lips to her face, pressing them against her flushed and slightly swollen lips.

"Why do I always meet such wonderful women?"

The uncle suddenly had the thought of thanking God, and at this moment, the woman's tongue gradually rolled and sucked at him. Her mouth was also filled with a fragrant chrysanthemum scent. Then, the uncle immediately moved his lips to the woman's genitals, gently flicking the protrusion.

There are three ways to flick the protrusion: one is to use the nose, the second is to use the lower lip, and the third is to use the tip of the tongue.

He used all three methods on that protruding area, and then discovered that her sobbing was strongest when she was flicking her lower lip.

"Ah! No..."

"You still say no, you're already so wet. Look, it's in!"

"Ah...no...please spare me..."

After a deep insertion, the uncle relaxed his body and began to thrust.

"Ugh..."

With each deep thrust, the woman's upper body arched back. At this moment, the uncle felt his whole body burning hot.
Woman! I will never let you go again, you will be my woman from now on...

Grabbing her breasts from her clothes, he thrust his penis upwards with all his might, and as he penetrated deeply to the root, the woman trembled on the bed.

"Ah!"

"Is it good? Can you feel it?"

She reached under his shirt and touched his breasts directly. The full breasts writhed in her palm.

"Woman, your breasts are beautiful!"

"Very good! Your sucking skills have improved significantly."

In that instant, she would also feel the excited throbbing of his penis, and she would inexplicably feel a need herself. The woman would forget her own position, intoxicated in a passionate dream. She rubbed her cheek against his penis, the thing in her mouth occasionally wandering. She did her best to be loyal to her duty.

"So beautiful!"

The man's big penis was being served by the woman with utmost care. She caught a glimpse of the man's happy face out of the corner of her eye. It was only natural for a subordinate to cater to her superior's preferences. Under her deliberate teasing, the man smiled with satisfaction. My manhood was still full of energy, displaying boundless vitality. It hadn't lost its function with the passing years; after all, I was still young.

"Take off your clothes! Use your full, voluptuous breasts."

The woman stripped off her upper body; she wasn't wearing a bra underneath, and her two round, full breasts bounced nakedly. She grasped one of her breasts in her hands and nestled it against the man's swollen penis, rubbing her cleavage against it, which held an irresistible allure for him.

"Wow, those are wonderful breasts, it feels so good to fuck you."

"Yes, it feels good."

Her actions pleased the man immensely. She lamented why she had done something that would cost her her soul by selling her body, yet her hands still gripped her breasts, the narrow cleavage squeezing his penis tightly. Her breasts, through this action, transmitted pleasure to his pleasurable reactions.

"Your breasts are really good! You're making them feel so good."

He squinted as he stroked the woman's hair, not forgetting to reward her for her breasts' contribution. The woman's breasts, after being teased by the man, became even harder and more erect, the two nipples, like flower buds, passionately and seductively whispering their secrets.

"It feels so good... I'm going to ejaculate... right here on your full, soft breasts..."

"No... don't come out."

She quickly moved her breasts away from the man's penis, nestling her body in his arms. She wanted to divert the man's arousal and ejaculate where she felt most needed.

"Don't ejaculate...in my breasts..."

"Then where...?"

"You're so annoying...a gentleman understands what a lady needs."

The woman spoke her mind directly in a suggestive and provocative way. She longed for the man to take immediate action to suppress the unbearable itching in her lower body. Her vagina was already overflowing with wetness, and her heart was pounding rapidly. She swayed her hips provocatively towards the man. Her vagina was already ready and wide open. The man cooperated with her needs, holding his swollen penis as he thrust into her. After two or three attempts to penetrate, he finally managed to insert his penis into the woman's vagina.

"Ah...so good..."

She felt the penis penetrate deeper, and a satisfied sound escaped her throat. The friction and union of flesh against flesh felt so solid. Originally, women did this because men gave them money, not out of genuine joy. But now she had long forgotten how much she was being paid. She only knew that the burning desire within her could not be extinguished. As he thrust into her, he didn't forget her breasts, his hands constantly caressing their fullness, his waist twisting.

"So good! It feels so good..."

Her hair flew wildly, her style freshly styled today, and now it was already overjoyed. She twisted her waist to match the speed of the penis's thrusts. Her uncle had a general understanding of women's behavior; in moments of passion, she longed for the man's powerful penis to pound into her. He wanted to change his approach.

He forcefully squeezed the woman's breasts, pinching and pulling at the two nipples with his fingers, then letting them tremble as his fingers continued to wander. He wanted to subject the wanton woman to new torment, to unleash her primal sexual hunger.

"It hurts...it hurts so much..." A slight pain shot through her nipples, instantly transforming into a surge of pleasure that coursed through her body.

"Ah...it feels...so good..."

It turned out that the kneading was accompanied by pain, but soon, guided by his fingers, she became extremely excited. She ecstatically parted her tightly pursed lips, and the man's lips pressed against them, engulfing them. After a passionate touch, his lips parted from hers. He teased her breasts with his left hand, while his right hand moved to her genitals. His penis thrust into her wetness, and his right hand forcefully rubbed against the groove between her vagina and anus. Under the influence of his fingers, her emotions surged to a fever pitch.

"Yes...so good..."

Even through the thin skin, he knew her perfectly well; this area was her most sensitive spot, the place that caused her pain and suffocation.

"So good...yes! It feels amazing, you've aroused me...I love it..."

As the man attacked, her desire surged. The intense collision and union of their sensitive organs was incredibly arousing, truly unforgettable. They found the pleasure they both desired in this game, their emotions soaring high... He couldn't resist the heat within him and was about to ejaculate a thick stream of semen.

"Ah... I'm coming."

"No... no more." Though she said this, she and he had reached a state of sublime ecstasy.

"So... good..." Her head tilted back and swayed once or twice, the intense sensation penetrating deep into her heart.

"So... good... so wonderful... even if my cunt is fucked to death... I'd still want it..." She let out a soft moan, the woman's lewd words echoing in the man's ears.

The tip of his penis was incredibly shiny. She welcomed its lubrication, her eyes closed in ecstasy, her mouth filled with his penis, her hands moving up and down rhythmically.

"So good... I'm coming." The man's penis was at the woman's mercy; she single-mindedly awaited its arrival, her mind completely focused.

"Ah..." he cried out, ejaculating thick semen from the tip of his penis.

"I... I'm coming." Her mouth sucked on his penis, feeling the semen arrive.

The semen spread in her mouth, staining her lips. It sprayed again and again, her right hand constantly squeezing the base of his penis, semen overflowing from her mouth, white semen spraying all over the woman's face, filling the air with the man's scent.

"Lick it, eat it... savor the delicious food."

"Oh..." She opened her lips and stuck out her tongue, scrambling it across her face.

"I love it, it's so delicious..." She swallowed the rich, fresh milk.

Miharu immersed her body in the cold seawater, the water rippling around her thighs. She took a deep breath, feeling her breasts bobbing in the water, a strange itch rising within her. She feared this feeling. Whenever she swam, this feeling would surge within her, making her dizzy. She took a breath and plunged into the water. The clear seawater, illuminated by the sunlight, allowed her to see the underwater plants. After diving for a while, she rolled over and emerged from the water.

"Miharu! Miharu!" It was her uncle's voice calling from afar.

Miharu wiped the water droplets from her face and turned around. She saw her uncle swimming rapidly towards her on the distant sea, swimming freestyle—fast and agile. The water rippled, and she saw the care and worry filling her uncle's youthful eyes.

"Miharu!" he said, floating on the surface. "Where did you swim to? I suddenly couldn't see you!"

She was a beautiful young woman. Her uncle could look at her a thousand times, ten thousand times, and he would never tire of it.

"Can you swim on your back?" she asked, lying leisurely on the water.

He said, "Of course."

"Come on!" she said, "Swim on your back with me!"

He didn't immediately lie on his back; he simply floated beside her, gazing intently at her. Her "bikini" was flesh-colored, barely covering anything, the upper part only concealing the two focal points in front of her breasts. Below, a small flesh-colored thong wrapped around her hips, barely covering the triangle area between her legs.

The "bikini" was wet and now clung tightly to Miharu's body. This made him even more dumbfounded; her entire body was displayed before him, completely naked. This fiery feeling, like a force, surged between his legs. He couldn't help but feel impulsive; the scene surprised and embarrassed him! Fortunately, his lower body was submerged in water, which prevented his embarrassment from being fully exposed.

Meiqing, still with her eyes open, lay on the water's surface and asked, "What? Aren't you coming with me?"

He said, "I...I'll stay here and watch over you!"

Meiqing said, "Are you really afraid of sharks attacking me?"

She shouted, "If there really were sharks, I believe you'd escape faster than me!"

She laughed heartily, the seawater lapping against her body, her firm breasts bobbing on the surface.

She cried out, "What are you doing? Why are you looking at me like that?"

He stammered, unable to speak, "I...I..."

With a sudden movement, Meiqing stared blankly at him, noticing his gaze, and she became angry.

She cried out, "You shameless bastard! You're staring at my breasts! You don't swim, yet you're staring intently at my breasts!"

Her uncle blushed, "I...I didn't..."

She said, "You were clearly staring at me, like a pervert..."

Her uncle trembled with anxiety. If he swam on his back, his body would tilt upwards, revealing his embarrassing lower body. He was only wearing tiny swim trunks that barely covered his genitals. As he lay flat on the water, Mei Qing looked down and her gaze suddenly fell upon that bulge.

Now he was swimming on his back, but between his legs, this small bulge was clearly visible before her. It stirred up endless fantasies within her. It was as if she had entered a fairyland. Her heart tingled!

Her uncle's manhood, held and caressed in her hand, seemed to be yearning for more. Seeing that she was already aroused, he immediately rolled over, his hand caressing her panties, and then, quite pleased with himself, pulled them down.

Once Meiqing's panties were off, his five fingers, like little snakes, burrowed into her vagina. At first, she felt a slight pain, but after a while of fiddling and thrusting, she not only got used to it but gradually became reluctant to part with those five fingers. The inability to reach her itch was unbearable for her.

"Would it feel better or more painful to have this hard thing shoved in? If it's painful, then surely not all women in the world are fools or idiots who would deliberately suffer like this. So it must be..."

Mei-qing thought to herself, absentmindedly rubbing her uncle's penis. At this moment, the lust aroused by his penis had begun to burn within her.

"Why not? You're a strong swimmer, soaking for an hour or two is no problem!"

"If you're worried about not having enough strength, I can stay in the water for a day or two, it's fine."

"Alright! Let's try it! But I don't know how at all."

"Do you need a teacher? Just do as I say, that's all. But you have to hold your breath. Otherwise, you'll swallow water, and that would be terrible."

As he spoke, he pulled Mei-qing towards him. Although they were both shoulder-width apart in the water, their lower bodies were already beginning to entice each other. Finally, his penis was taken into her vagina, and with a forceful pull, he twisted her buttocks towards him. His hard member was now fully inside.

Mei Qing let out a soft "Oh!" and closed her eyes. She felt her empty opening below was completely filled, firmly pressing against her uterus, almost like it was pressing against her mouth. At this moment, she felt satisfied.

Just as she suddenly felt emptiness, his penis slowly pushed in again. But it seemed he couldn't reach the bottom, making her unbearably itchy! This caused her to arch her hips and twist her waist, finally managing to feel the penis reach its full depth. Like a thirsty person receiving a drop of water, she felt immense excitement.

But this excitement and satisfaction were fleeting; the hard penis slipped out again! She impatiently arched her hips again to chase after it. Fortunately, it didn't slip away completely, only reaching the entrance of her vagina, where she gripped his buttocks and pushed it back in.

Her heart pounded in her chest, her soul adrift on the clouds. Her whole body convulsed, releasing a surge of vaginal fluid. But he, not yet satisfied, suddenly felt a heat in his glans; his burning heart felt as if a drop of oil had been added, and he thrust even more vigorously.

Mei-qing closed her eyes, secretly savoring the sensation of being crawled on and off. Was it itchy? Or...? She couldn't say, but she felt incredibly pleasurable.

Her uncle thrust harder and harder, enjoying himself more and more, his speed increasing dramatically, making Mei-qing tremble with pleasure. He was so engrossed in his pleasure that he paid no attention to her, only thrusting and pumping, his breath coming in rapid gasps, like a bellows. He felt only heat and swelling; only ejaculation would bring him relief, so he rammed and pounded relentlessly. Even if it turned the world upside down, as long as he could ejaculate, he wouldn't hesitate. So, he ignored Mei-qing's agony, thrusting and pounding! She thrust a thousand and eight hundred times, but still couldn't ejaculate.

This was the second time she had produced vaginal fluid. Only then did she truly experience the ecstasy, and so she closed her eyes tightly, slowly savoring the sensation.

At this moment, the man in her arms did not disappoint her; he continued with great vigor, and she fell deeply in love with him. This love was blind, but it came from the bottom of her heart, because she felt this was an inexhaustible source of happiness.

She used one hand to support his back, and the other to gently stroke the surface of the water, keeping their weight level. He thrust a thousand and eight hundred more times, until he was breathless and large beads of sweat dripped down his face, before he impatiently stopped.

"Why isn't it coming out?"

"What can we do?"

"Unless you expel the sperm, there's no other way!"

"Rest for a bit, we'll try again later."

"Look at the time! Are we going to stay submerged forever?"

Meiqing glanced at the sun; it was already past four o'clock.

"I know, that's why I'm so anxious! But it just won't come out, what can I do?"

"Is it harder to come out the more anxious you are?"

"I think so." "

Then I'll wait a little longer, don't worry, it'll probably come out in a while."

For some reason, she didn't feel embarrassed at all saying this. Is human emotion really that mysterious? Hearing her words, he felt an immense sense of comfort from the bottom of his heart.

He said, "You're so good!"

Meiqing didn't answer him, but her hips began to move in the water, sucking and spitting out his penis, playing with it fiercely. After only thirty or fifty strokes, he couldn't hold back any longer, mustering his remaining courage and following her rhythm, he began to thrust again.

Meiqing had only intended to provoke him, and his agreement was exactly what she wanted, making her instantly overjoyed. The surging water was stirred up by them, creating a huge whirlpool, and ripples were swept away by the waves. But countless more ripples were still created around them, floating on the surface.

In the midst of extreme tension, they both ejaculated at the same time. They slowly swam to the beach, went straight to the sun loungers, grabbed towels, and got dressed.

Miharu gazed at her uncle. He had thick hair, tanned a dark, glossy black by the sun. His skin was bronze, from weeks of sunbathing. He had captivating eyes and expressive lips. He was an irresistibly handsome man, and Miharu found him adorable. But she didn't know if it was love.

She moved closer! She reached out and gently ran her fingers through his hair; she could feel his breath quicken. Her hair fell, landing on his lips. She lightly licked the back of his ear with the tip of her tongue. This made him tremble.

She reached out, her fingers gliding deftly across his neck, then down to his chest. She unbuttoned his shirt. His skin, flushed a deep, sensual red from the sunlight, was a sensual hue.

She unbuttoned one of his buttons, then another, and then the one below, until his shirt was ripped open! A lump formed in his throat.

She seemed to hold his pleasure, his excitement, all his joy, in her hands. She smiled proudly! Her hand covered his nipple, slowly, she moved her palm, moved it! Her hand moved swiftly, deliberately pressing her palm firmly against his nipple.

"I know nipples are a woman's erogenous zone..."

"What?...Don't men feel sensuality too?"

She was no longer shy! No longer reserved! No longer demure! She became proactive and wild! She reached up and took off her top, pressing her body against his.

She took a breath, thrusting her breasts forward, and said, "Aren't my breasts beautiful?"

She straddled him. He looked up from the ground, her nipples erect in mid-air. So dazzling. Then she leaned down, positioning her breasts against him. The uncle was completely under her control; his tongue lolled out.

He lay flat on his back, only his large penis erect, pointing skyward. She stripped him naked, staring at him. He had a well-built physique, one could say he was a perfect man. Startled, he quickly covered his aroused area with his hands.

"Can you stop staring like that?"

"You have such a magnificent thing!" she said.

"I've never let a girl see me like this before!" the uncle exclaimed.

He watched as she undressed completely, her white skin a hundred times more alluring than the statue of Venus. He knelt and leaned down to kiss her. His lips rained down on her entire body with a frenzied, passionate kiss. From her breasts to her slender waist, to the triangle between her legs—the most seductive, the most mysterious place.

Now, he was on top of her. He was completely in control. He was like a fire, pressing down on her, wanting to completely ignite her.

She closed her eyes, offering him her virginity, the only perfect, ripe fruit in her life, untouched by anyone. She moved slowly! At first, slowly, then, swaying like a gentle breeze! She was moved by him, like a willow branch in the wind...

Then, the swaying became like waves, like ocean waves, each wave splashing white foam. She seemed to become a bubble in these waves, being impacted and scattered... The waves grew larger and larger, like a sudden gust of wind, this force possessing and engulfing her!

In a violent spasm, his throat spasmed. The choked sound was full of excitement and satisfaction...

She swayed her waist, moaning softly.

He gently touched her, pressing his middle finger against her clitoris, rubbing it for a while before finally inserting it inside. She was already wet with desire.

Knowing it was about time, her uncle pressed down on her again. Even before his penis entered her, she had already raised her legs high, ready to fight. Her vulva was already overflowing with lustful fluid! Her uncle's penis slid in easily. She let out a long sigh; perhaps this was the feeling of fulfillment she was experiencing.

Of course, penetration with a penis was a thousand times better than using her hands. Her uncle began to thrust in and out. Mei Qing, below, clung tightly to him, her hands grabbing and twisting wildly at his body, her waist swaying gently, welcoming his thrusts!

Hearing her moans, her uncle increased his strength, thrusting forcefully until her core felt like it was being pounded! Pleasure! The thick, hard penis pounded against her clitoris, making her feel incredibly good.

Hearing that she was about to climax, her uncle thrust violently a few more times, then twisted his glans against her clitoris. Ah! A gush of hot semen flowed out.

Her voice gradually weakened, and her whole body went limp, lying motionless, her limbs lowered, no longer moving.

Seeing the lustful gleam in her eyes, her uncle knew she was aroused again. He suddenly felt a tremor, thrusting forcefully a few times, and a thick stream of semen gushed out.

The two lay tightly embraced, panting. She felt his radiant heat spreading through her body, completely conquering her. She could feel his previously hard member slowly shrinking and softening inside her! Overwhelmed by a sense of emptiness, she cried even harder.

No matter how softly he called her name, it was all in vain. Her heart shattered like a bubble, then scattered by the wind, never to be retrieved.

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