My teacher and I had a complicated relationship.

I was an art student. In my second year, the curriculum included some sketching assignments, including figure drawing. The school often hired professional female models for these sketches, but students had to pay for it themselves, and it was quite expensive.

I remember that only a few students with excellent grades or money were eligible to attend figure drawing classes in the studio; the rest of the students could only draw the plaster cast of the Venus de Milo.

I didn't have any extra money, and my grades weren't good enough, so I naturally missed out on the opportunity to draw with female models. However, I didn't really care, thinking that drawing plaster casts was just as good.

I continued with figure drawing in this way, while other students either had to make a concerted effort to draw or save money from their meal allowances.

So there was always a chance to draw the human form, but I never actually did. I was tall and strong, sometimes dabbled in martial arts, and always indulged in excessive eating and drinking, quickly depleting my meager savings. Being

broke always forces you to find ways to earn money. Since my portrait skills improved rapidly, I wondered if I could set up a street stall and draw portraits. I did it immediately, setting up my stall in the night market every sunny evening. There was no competition.

Highly educated people wouldn't stoop to that, and many people came to me for portraits, so I earned enough for cigarettes every day to last a day or two. Later, I only went to draw portraits when I was completely broke.

Time flew by, and finally, school was out for summer vacation. Few people stayed at school, but I didn't want to go home, so I decided to spend the summer there and find a job.

One evening, as usual, I went to my usual stall, took out some finished portraits of celebrities, set up my easel, and waited for customers.

Business was surprisingly slow. Two hours passed, it was already past nine o'clock, and the shopping mall across the street had closed, but still no one wanted to have their portraits drawn. I looked down at the footsteps of passersby; fewer and fewer people were walking. I considered whether I should pack up and close if no one came in another five minutes.

I guessed the owner of those feet was no more than twenty-five or twenty-six years old. I couldn't help but raise my head and slowly look up along those beautiful ankles. The curves of her slender, silky calves were undeniably graceful, and her long thighs were tightly encased in flesh-colored stockings.

I saw a white, super-short dress. The woman seemed to be wearing pantyhose, but there was no visible line between them at the top of her thighs. As I squatted and looked up, in the dim streetlights, I could see white thongs with bows adorning the sides of her pantyhose, clinging tightly to her thighs.

The thongs were very sheer and had a hollow center, clearly showing the black, tangled pubic hair beneath the transparent mesh.

I couldn't help but linger a while longer, gazing at the view beneath her skirt. Just as I was becoming mesmerized, the woman suddenly spoke in a soft, sweet voice, "Could I have a sketch drawn?" I quickly averted my gaze from under her skirt and lowered my head, saying, "Of course, small ones are ten yuan each, large ones are thirty yuan." I gestured to the chair opposite me , indicating she should sit down.

She adjusted her skirt and sat down, her legs crossed and her hands resting on her knees. Her graceful movements and posture were incredibly captivating. I looked up at her, and she was looking at me too.

"Professor Ying, it's you?!" I exclaimed in surprise, realizing she was a university professor.

"Wang Dang, it's you?!" she replied, equally surprised, standing up. "

It's been so long! What are you doing here?" "Oh, I've been setting up a stall here lately to earn some pocket money."

Section Two: Springtime in the Rain. Ms. Ying was our physical education teacher in our freshman year, but she took a leave of absence from the university last year to start her own clothing design company. Ms. Ying is about thirty-four or thirty-five years old, married with children, but because of her good maintenance, she looks only twenty-seven or twenty-eight.

She has beautiful eyebrows, a delicate nose, sexy red lips, and a pretty face. Her skin is fair, smooth, and delicate, her figure is well-proportioned and slender, with a slim waist, round buttocks, and a pair of large breasts. You could say she has all the beauty a woman could have.

During her physical education classes, she wore a leotard, her movements light and graceful, sexy and charming. Her snow-white, delicate thighs captivated countless boys' souls.

Several people were taking shelter from the rain at the mall entrance, and many men were giving her strange looks, staring at her backside. Ms. Ying was very embarrassed and flustered, her head lowered, her face flushed, and her arms tightly crossed over her chest.

I quickly stepped forward and stood in front of her. "Ms. Ying, put your t-shirt on!" I said, taking off my t-shirt and giving it to her. She wiped her skirt slightly.

She brushed her hair aside and smiled, saying, "Thank you, Wang Dang. Aren't you cold being naked like this?

" "No, I take cold showers all year round. Look, I don't even have goosebumps." I puffed out my chest and showed her my arms.

Ms. Ying had also thought of this and said with some worry, "Yes, look, everyone else has left in the rain, it's just the two of us now, but it's not good for me to be dressed like this in the rain." After saying that, Teacher Ying looked around at the people who were running in the rain and leaving.

"Yes, let's stay a little longer, we can leave when the rain gets lighter." I stopped blocking her way and walked to the side.

It was the first time I had been so close to a woman, and my body couldn't help but stiffen. Teacher Ying was very generous, she pulled me and laughed sweetly, "Come on, let's go for a run?" She rushed towards the relentless rain curtain, and I, caught up in her actions, yelled and ran out too. We ran for our lives...

Chapter 3: The Alluring Woman We soon arrived at the entrance of the building where Teacher Ying's company was located. We stopped, still holding each other's hands tightly, and felt a little awkward looking at each other.

The heavy rain had completely ruined Teacher Ying's hairstyle; her shoulder-length short hair was plastered to the back of her neck by the water. My t-shirt, which I hadn't wrapped around her waist, had somehow disappeared.

Her very thin dress, soaked through, had become almost transparent, revealing her alluring, perky breasts, which were only vaguely visible through the white gauze . Two skin-colored, almost transparent bras tightly encased her full breasts, her areolas protruding as two small dots against her clothes.

The skin-colored demi-cup bra didn't seem to completely conceal her ample bosom. Pale pink areolas peeked out from the edges of the lace-embroidered high-end bra cups, revealing a deep cleavage. With a slight twist of her waist, her fair breasts were half-exposed. "

Oh, I see," she said, "but I've never seen or been in contact with a woman before. I'm afraid I'll embarrass myself." I blushed slightly.

She asked with some doubt, "Didn't you see any women when you were learning to draw nudes?" "I… I really have never," I said, "and I'm already finding it hard to stand being with my teacher like this today." "

Ah! So you're still a virgin?" Suddenly, Ms. Ying looked at my bare upper body with a strange gaze, appearing somewhat excited.

She smiled, then suddenly moved closer to me with a seductive air, whispering in my ear, "Do you think my figure is alright?" She pressed her breasts against my body.

I had never seen such a gentle approach before, and I was momentarily dizzy. "Okay...okay, I'm a woman too, how about I let you see my body first?" Her breasts were soft and fragrant, and I couldn't help but nod vigorously. "

Wang Dang, watch closely, I want to see your reaction now.

So you have to take off all your pants, you have to be completely naked,"

she said seductively.

At this moment, I came to my senses. I was completely powerless in front of her. Although I was physically strong, my blood was rushing, and I was having some difficulty breathing, I could only nod in response to her question.

I quickly pulled down my soaking wet trousers and dried myself with a towel, but I was too embarrassed to take off my underwear, so I just wore it anyway, even though it was still wet. " Really

, you're still very wet. You need to dry yourself off, or you'll catch a cold. Take off your underwear too." She smiled and handed me a dry towel. "But I'm not used to being naked in front of my teacher like this.

I've never faced a woman like this before."

I covered my genitals and said, "

I just want to test your genital response, otherwise what will happen when we take X-rays?"

"Really, don't think anything else, it's nothing, hurry up, I won't mind, really."

Teacher Ying smiled.

I had no choice but to grit my teeth and take off my underwear, revealing my wet lower body, and quickly wiped it dry.

My penis, as thick as a child's arm, was already swollen and numb, standing upright like a small cannon, the glans red, like a duck egg.

Teacher Ying's eyes kept scanning my lower body from side to side, revealing a surprised look, she stuck out her tongue and licked her cherry lips, swallowing her saliva.

Against her snow-white skin, her breasts appeared incomparably beautiful; as she turned, her soft breasts, unrestrained by a bra, bounced, the two erect and alluring pink nipples trembling and quivering, vibrant and captivating.

A glance revealed that Teacher Ying was still wearing sheer flesh-colored pantyhose, her rounded buttocks and deep cleft incredibly beautiful, her slender legs inspiring endless fantasies, her pink vulva, her black pubic hair… a truly magnificent sight.

Ms. Ying lifted one leg and nimbly pulled her damp pantyhose down from her thigh to her toes. Then, she gently pulled the sheer toe of the pantyhose down with her fingers, completely exposing her pale, pinkish-white foot to the air.

She then lifted the other leg, removed the pantyhose, and crumpled it into a ball, placing it on the bedside table.

I couldn't help but groan. It was the first time in my life I had seen a woman's body, and so beautifully, so close.

My heart pounded wildly, and with a contraction in my lower body, a thick stream of semen spurted out, shooting straight onto Teacher Ying's feet. My legs went weak, and I almost collapsed to the ground, quickly closing my eyes.

Teacher Ying was startled by the sound and immediately turned around, walking up to me. She grabbed my arm and asked with concern, "What's wrong? It seems your stamina isn't enough; you need more training."

Because we were so close, her large breasts almost blocked my mouth.

"I...I...you...you..." I stammered, unable to speak further, almost collapsing.

I could only raise my hand and wave it.

"Is Teacher Ying not good-looking?" Seeing my reaction, she seemed pleased.

She shook her breasts and then cupped them with her hand. "

Okay...you...I..." I blushed and closed my eyes.

She smiled and pulled me up, saying, "You're really making a fuss over nothing. We're from the design department of the art academy; we shouldn't be too sensitive about nudity." She

patted my hand and said in a seductive voice, "It's okay, we're both adults. Relax, I'll help you mature."

I was completely helpless in front of her. Although I was physically strong, my blood was rushing, and I was having some difficulty breathing. I could only nod again in response to her question.

Teacher Ying emerged from inside like a fairy. She had taken off her underwear and put on a pair of white lace pantyhose. There was a small piece of silk fabric embroidered with a flower at the crotch. I knew these were pantyhose that didn't require underwear. Teacher Ying was so open! She wasn't wearing any underwear at all.

White stockings encased her slender, jade-like legs. Beneath the semi-transparent stockings at her lower abdomen, dark pubic hair was faintly visible. Through the stockings, I could also see that Ms. Ying's vulva was shaped like a peach, and this time, I was incredibly aroused. The

sheer velvet stockings on her long, shapely thighs and delicate feet sparked endless fantasies. Her perfectly proportioned legs, clad in sheer stockings, seemed to be enveloped in a magical sheen under the light. Her

smooth back, full hips, and wasp waist swayed gracefully, making her even more alluring and highlighting her exquisite, curvaceous figure. Her beautiful lower abdomen was smooth and white, with a cute little belly bulge in the center, as alluring as a cherry blossom.

My lower body involuntarily swelled several times its normal size.

"Sit down first!" the teacher pointed to the Simmons bed beside her.

I sat down as instructed.

Teacher Ying walked up to me, pressed me down, and plopped down on my lap, hugging my neck and saying: "Understanding a woman's body can reduce your impulses.

In a moment, I'm going to have sex with you to test your sexual ability." I...I..., before I could even finish my sentence, she had already stuck her tongue into my mouth.

Section 5: First Encounter with Forbidden Love As our saliva mingled, the teacher's tongue had an indescribable sweetness; it felt so soft, smooth, and comfortable.

She pressed her weight onto the bed, her long, slender legs, clad in sheer pantyhose, coiling around my body like snakes. I had the strength, but was powerless. I could only let her kiss me.

After a while, I became aroused, forcefully sucking on her red lips, then pushing my tongue forcefully... My tongue entered Teacher Ying's mouth, which was full of moisture and saliva. At that moment, Teacher Ying's tongue entwined with mine, sucking on it. When I withdrew my tongue, hers followed. I licked her tongue, and Teacher Ying trembled with pleasure, entwining her tongue with mine even more forcefully, seeking unparalleled pleasure. Mouth to mouth, we sucked each other's saliva. I

held Teacher Ying's body tightly with one hand, and caressed her body with the other.

My fingers trembled with excitement as I gently pulled open the front of her nightgown, my fingers lingering on her waist and buttocks clad in pantyhose, savoring the sensations of her flesh.

A surge of desire led me to her pubic hair, then down, until I found the soft crevice of her vulva. The excitement almost took my breath away.

After a long while, she finally gave me a moment to catch my breath, whispering, "Take off my nightgown!"

My blood was already boiling, and I ripped off her transparent nightgown in one swift motion. Her large breasts sprang out, seemingly making a soft "pop" sound, pressing against my chest.

She stood up, straddling my lower body, leaned down, pulled my thighs to the side, took my swollen, red penis, and grasped it with her delicate hand, slowly kissing it. Then she took it into her mouth, sucking incessantly. Her small mouth couldn't quite hold the entire glans, causing her lips to bulge. Her

tongue moved back and forth on the glans, her teeth gently biting it, spitting out some saliva that dripped onto the glans. She used her tongue to pry open the clitoris and thrust hard.

I almost ejaculated again, my body convulsing slightly. She seemed to sense it, and released my penis.

Turning back to me, she panted seductively, "You should suck it too, mine smells so good!"

She spread her legs, pressing her pantyhose-clad buttocks forcefully against my head. She seemed to have been aroused for some time; her beautiful petals opened and closed with her breath, sweet nectar flowing from her vulva. Her down pantyhose were soaked, her labia red, swollen, and alluring.

My heart raced. I sucked hard on her pantyhose with my tongue; they indeed had a fragrance, a faint scent of perfume. Kissing through the pantyhose felt smooth and soft; her vulva, clad in stockings, appeared so smooth and delicate, captivating me completely.

At this moment, I was extremely excited, my heart pounding, my penis throbbing. Unconsciously, a thick stream of semen shot into Teacher Ying's cherry lips with a thud. Teacher Ying cried out in surprise, opened her small mouth, and sucked all the semen into her mouth. Then, by sucking and licking, she made my almost limp penis hard again.

Under Teacher Ying's domineering pressure, I used my teeth to bite the crotch of her alluring pantyhose. Unconsciously, I suddenly bit a hole in the crotch area of her pantyhose. My tongue slipped in, parting her petals, the tip of my tongue touching the clitoris, licking. Teacher Ying's thighs twitched wildly, her buttocks groaning vigorously.

Using my left index and middle fingers to part the labia, I could clearly see that Teacher Ying's exquisitely beautiful private parts were as smooth as a baby's, with two thin, pink lips nestled between two thick, fleshy lips, glistening with droplets of liquid.

I curled my tongue and slipped it inside, teasing the two thin lips with the tip of my tongue, especially the small fleshy mound at the tip.

She instinctively began to wriggle her hips again.

I slipped my tongue into the warm flesh, teasing and licking, and Teacher Ying's lower body continued to gush fluid, her body trembling. "Mmm, ah... ah... so good... good... I... ah, ah... I feel so good... I can't take it anymore... I want it!" Teacher Ying suddenly cried out.

This was the first time I had ever heard a woman moan in heat; it was so wanton.

She was sucking my penis hard, and I was almost about to ejaculate again, my body convulsing slightly. She sensed it, so she released my penis and skillfully stroked it with her hand, temporarily suppressing my burning desire.

After a while, she stopped, turned to face me, and said: "Now let me show you my most mysterious place, and I'll explain its function to you."

Ms. Ying blushed, reached down and pulled open her pantyhose, down to her calves, and placed her legs on my head, sitting on my chest. "

Look," she said, "these are the labia majora, and inside are the labia minora. Oh, this is the clitoris, the most sensitive spot. This opening is the vaginal opening." She parted her labia, revealing the opening, and presented her peach-like vulva to me. "This is where your penis goes in."

I poked it with my finger, and Ms. Ying cried out softly, "Ah... ah... what are you doing?" I couldn't resist any longer. I sat up and hugged Ms. Ying tightly, saying, "I know, let me try!" I brought my lips to hers and used my tongue to lick her gradually hardening areolas and nipples in a circular motion, while also passionately sucking.

"Mmm... just like that!" Ah… perhaps it was the sensation emanating from her nipples, but the teacher let out a muffled moan, arching her thighs to clamp my body around hers, her buttocks swaying restlessly, seeking even more stimulation.

Sensing her arousal, I began licking from her chest down to her navel with the tip of my tongue.

Ah…! The teacher's body trembled as if electrocuted, her lower abdomen involuntarily rising.

Taking advantage of this, I cupped her rounded buttocks, and saw white fluid continuously gushing from her vaginal opening, the bed already somewhat damp.

Her pantyhose were still hanging on her calves; I ripped them off, parting her thighs, revealing her pink petals and deep black pubic hair without reservation—a breathtakingly beautiful sight.

Section Six: Exploring the Cave I bent down, sucking the sweet juices.

Ah… Teacher's hands gripped the sheets tightly, and she groaned.

After a long while, I grew tired, while Teacher Ying reached her climax.

Teacher Ying turned around and pinned me down again, moving her writhing desire to her thighs. She raised her legs to my chest and pressed them against me, as if demanding more intense caresses.

I let her body rest on mine, enjoying the pressure of her weight, holding Teacher Ying's body tightly with my left hand, and lifting her buttocks with my right hand to admire the fleshy feel there. My fingers traced down the cleft between her two mounds, touching the wet crevice.

Now Teacher Ying's juices had soaked my genitals. I hugged her neck, focusing all my attention on a hot kiss on her lips.

"Put it in..." Teacher Ying called out seductively.

I gripped my hot, hard penis with one hand, and with the other, I searched for her vaginal opening, wanting to insert it there. Teacher Ying responded by lowering her hips above me.

Because this was my first time, my penis thrust upwards two or three times, but it only slid past her labia and couldn't penetrate properly. "

How useless!" Teacher Ying suddenly said, grabbing my penis with her fingers and twisting her hips to try and swallow the glans.

I also thrust upwards with my waist, and with the slippery feeling, I parted her labia, and the glans went in a little.

But my penis was too big, ouch! It hurts, stop! Just as I was about to insert my entire penis, Teacher Ying shouted and lifted her hips to pull my penis out.

To my surprise, once my glans entered Ms. Ying's vagina, it was like a magnet, impossible to pull away.

Ms. Ying tried to stand up, but my glans followed, unable to leave her vagina. "

Pull it out quickly, it hurts so much!" Ms. Ying cried out in pain.

Seeing her expression, I wanted to pull out too, but the more excited I became, the more my penis swelled up from the lubrication of Ms. Ying's vaginal fluid, becoming half again as large as before.

Ms. Ying's vaginal opening seemed to be tearing.

"Ugh...ah..." Ms. Ying cried out in pain.

Her whole body convulsed, and I could feel a tingling sensation inside her labia and vaginal opening.

I never imagined my first time having sex would be like this, and Ms. Ying, having given birth before, shouldn't experience such pain in her vagina.

I held her tightly and kissed her, hoping that things would soften up before we went out. "No, try going in slowly first, my vaginal walls are still quite large," Teacher Ying disagreed with my pulling out.

She pressed the weight of her full body against me, hugging me tightly, deeply sucking my penis in. Our bodies attacked each other like in battle, our genitals rubbing against each other.

I held Teacher Ying's slender waist with one hand and grasped my engorged penis with the other, aiming at the center of her moist petals, and thrust in with all my might.

With a soft thud, my thick penis finally penetrated the depths of her wet, fleshy hole.

The depths of her vagina seemed to have received the long-awaited penis, writhing happily.

Ah…! Teacher Ying couldn't help but throw her head back and groan loudly, "Good… good… finally… finally… in!" At the same time, her body was filled with fragrance Sweat streamed down like pearls!

Teacher Ying gently trembled her lower body, weakly whispering in my ear, "Come on top," and then moved to the side.

My penis was tightly connected to her vulva, and I slowly rotated my body, placing myself between Teacher Ying's legs. Her full, snow-white thighs swayed, then clamped around my waist, her vaginal muscles twitching impatiently.

But because our genitals were so tightly intertwined, there was no movement at all.

I thrust hard on her buttocks, as if trying to pierce her uterus, but I could only move a little bit, while Teacher Ying moaned and groaned with both pain and excitement… "

Don't ejaculate inside me. If you can't pull out right away, just bear with it," Teacher Ying kissed me.

I held her tightly, sucking and kissing, pressing and licking her breasts, burying my face in her soft mounds, continuing to suck and lick.

During this time, Ms. Ying took the initiative with my body, shaking her hips, rubbing my penis against the tender flesh inside her vagina, exhaling hot breath, and slowly increasing the intensity of her movements.

My penis swelled inside Ms. Ying's vagina, and in her frenzied lust, her vagina was overflowing with vaginal fluid, but it was completely blocked by my penis, not a drop of it escaped. My glans felt that her inner walls were filled with holy water, hot and clear.

"I never imagined your penis could even overwhelm me," Teacher Ying said in a hoarse, excited voice, her body writhing and coiling like a giant snake, lifting her large buttocks while simultaneously squeezing and rubbing my penis.

The numbing pleasure intensified, our desire burned even hotter, and her vagina released even more fluid.

Teacher Ying hugged my body tightly, spreading her legs almost to meet my enormous penis, her feet restlessly twitching on the mattress, while she arched her back, emitting soft moans.

My whole body was aroused, so I thrust harder, trying to make some thrusting movements, although each time I barely moved, the stimulation for Teacher Ying was immense.

Ah…! Good… darling… so good… ah… coming… oh oh oh oh… oh oh, ah ah… ah ah ah… Teacher Ying continued her alluring cries, her lower body could no longer support her, she could only use her elbows to support her body to withstand my impact.

More… harder! Amidst Teacher Ying's desire for orgasm mixed with her chaotic breathing and panting, I no longer had any thoughts of tenderness. I grabbed the teacher's waist, making her support her body, and I tried my best to thrust my penis deep into the depths of the teacher's flower to respond to her cries.

The teacher's whole body was trembling, accepting me with all her might.

Ah…! I… I can't take it anymore!! I… I can't take it anymore!! Ah…

Teacher Ying suddenly let out a high-pitched moan. A surge of heat, emanating from the depths of her flower, assaulted my hardened root of desire.

Teacher Ying, head tilted back, her furrowed brows and contracted abdomen, her long legs wrapped increasingly tightly around my waist, seemed to be desperately trying to suppress an uncontrollable climax. Now undressed, Teacher Ying could no longer support herself; her arms stretched limply, and she gasped for breath on the bed.

For some reason, I had involuntarily ejaculated when I saw Teacher Ying putting on her pantyhose, but now, my penis, soaked in Teacher Ying's holy fluid, remained even harder. I continued my thrusts, penetrating deeper into her flower path with even greater ease.

After a while, it seemed that Teacher Ying had been brought back by me. Her snow-white buttocks spun like a millstone, her teeth clenched, her hair disheveled, and she kept moaning and groaning. "

Oh...oh...it seems...you won't...come...out...until...you ejaculate," Teacher Ying moaned. "I'm...almost...orgasming again, let's...ejaculate together...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh oh oh." I lifted Teacher

Ying's legs and pushed them towards her chest. This position allowed my penis to enter Teacher Ying's flower path more smoothly. Teacher Ying's lower body had already blossomed into an alluring flower.

"Oh...god! Harder...again! Thrust...in!!" Teacher Ying let out a lovely moan.

I thrust straight in, penetrating deep into the teacher's flower path with all my might. As expected, the teacher couldn't withstand such intense stimulation. Ah…!! No…no…I can't…I can't take it anymore!! Ah…

Teacher Ying shook her head violently, gasping for breath as she begged for mercy! Her slender fingers gripped my arm tightly, trying to endure the impact of pleasure on her uterus.

But under my continued assault, the teacher succumbed once more.

Teacher Ying's love juice gushed out like a fountain again. With this climax, my endurance reached its limit. Soon, I felt an unusual stimulation on my glans, the pleasure growing stronger and stronger, then expanding into an indescribable joy.

The teacher noticed the change in my penis's pulsation inside her. "Don't ejaculate inside..." she cried, trying to pull away, but the tight intercourse prevented her from doing so. "Oh!

Don't be so fast, wait a minute!" But I, already in the climax, had already shot out like an arrow released from a bow. Her cries were completely ineffective!

A hot sensation gushed from deep within my body, accompanied by a numbing, intense pleasure, shooting through my glans and deep into her vagina.

My body's spasms gradually slowed.

Finally, I calmed down completely. "Oh, your semen is so hot!" Teacher Ying, feeling the heat from the semen, hugged me tightly.

I hugged her tightly, savoring the sensations of the moment. My penis was still inside Teacher Ying's vagina, reluctant to pull it out.

Section Seven: Deep Affection After a long while, the two of them recovered.

My penis gradually shrank, and half of it could be pulled out of Teacher Ying's vagina. Teacher Ying's vagina still contained a large amount of a mixture of holy water and semen. She reached out her delicate hand and touched it, saying, "This liquid is very nutritious. I've lost so much; I need to replenish myself with it. Suck it into your mouth and feed it to me."

I did as she said, pressing my mouth against her opening. The mixture of holy water and semen had a slightly pungent smell. I took a big gulp, then, mouth to mouth with Teacher Ying, I fed her the liquid. Teacher Ying drank it with great relish.

"Ah, that felt so good, Wang Dang, you did a great job! Let's try again tomorrow, you seem pretty good."

Teacher Ying kept touching my genitals, saying happily. "

Teacher Ying, you were so horny just now," I said, gently rubbing her breasts. "

Horny? It's all because of your thing, it almost killed me."

Teacher Ying said, patting my still swollen penis with her hand. "

You really are something! Oh, it's so unlucky to have such a big penis like yours.

My opening is all open, it hurts so much, I don't know if I can walk tomorrow. I just had vaginal tightening surgery a few days ago, and it was so hard to shrink my vagina, but you made it big again."

Teacher Ying used four fingers together to insert into her vagina, it was a little loose, and it went in easily.

I kissed Teacher Ying and said: Teacher Ying, you are so kind! After listening to my words, she touched my glans with her hand, lay in my arms, and said coquettishly: What, call me Sister Ying.

Yeah, it's already five o'clock, go to bed quickly, I have something to do tomorrow and Sunday, Teacher Ying said.

I didn't expect it to take so long, and I was surprised.

But Teacher Ying kept touching her lower body, and she couldn't help but become excited. She turned around and pressed on Teacher Ying again.

Teacher Ying was a little reluctant and said, "No, it hurts so much down there. I don't know if I will be able to walk tomorrow."

I didn't care about this. I moved Teacher Ying into a doggy style position with my hands. Although Teacher Ying was not willing, with my strong mobilization and her own lustful state, she let me penetrate her vagina from behind.

Oh oh oh... Oh... Oh oh... Oh oh, oh oh oh oh, she kept shouting, her body twisted and her butt muscles tightened.

I jerked vigorously, and after a while, Teacher Ying had several orgasms, and then again, and her whole body went limp.

I was getting more and more emotional and refused to let her stop there.

Turning her over, she no longer had any independent thoughts. She narrowed her eyes and let me do whatever I wanted.

I opened her snow-white thighs and put them on my shoulders. I thrust towards her vagina and penetrated her hard.

Good heart, no more, I can't stand it... Oh oh oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh.

Teacher Ying groaned.

Do you like being fucked by me? I don't know why I suddenly blurted out.

"Okay, I love it..." Teacher Ying moaned softly, her expression one of intense pleasure.

As my movements became increasingly rough and forceful, Teacher Ying grew somewhat exhausted. She gripped my genitals with both hands, trying to stop me. After a while, she suddenly let out a low cry of pain and fainted.

I didn't know what was wrong with her, still penetrating her. Suddenly, I felt a tidal wave of trembling throughout my body, and a stream of semen shot deep into Teacher Ying

's vagina. I took a few deep breaths and pounced onto Teacher Ying's naked, lamb-like body, my penis still inside her.

I kissed Teacher Ying's small mouth for a long time before realizing that she had fainted. The skin on Teacher Ying's genitals had been slightly abraded by my vigorous movements, and there was some blood.

But I was powerless to do anything about it. Making love like that was too tiring, so I just lay on top of Teacher Ying and we fell asleep in each other's arms...

I am an art student. In my second year, the course included some sketching assignments, including some figure sketches. The school often hires professional female models as subjects for figure sketches, but students have to pay for it themselves, and the price is very expensive.

I remember that only a few students with excellent grades or money were eligible to take figure drawing classes in the sketching room; the other students could only draw the plaster cast of the Venus de Milo.

I didn't have extra money, and my grades weren't good enough, so naturally I had no chance with female models. Even so, I didn't care much; I felt that drawing plaster casts was just as good.

I continued with figure drawing in this way, while other students always had to make a decision to draw or save money from their meal allowances.

So, there was always a chance to draw a figure, but I never did. I was tall and strong, sometimes dabbled in martial arts, and always ate and drank excessively, so my meager savings were quickly depleted.

When you're broke, you're forced to find ways to make money. Since my portrait drawing skills improved quickly, I wondered if I could set up a street stall and draw portraits for people. I did it right away, setting up my stall in the night market every sunny evening. There was no competition—something

a high-achieving student wouldn't bother with. Many people came to me for portraits, and I earned enough for cigarettes every day to last a day or two. Later, I only went to draw portraits when I was broke.

Time flew by, and finally, school was out for summer vacation. Few people stayed at school, but I didn't want to go home, so I stayed at school for the summer, planning to find a part-time job.

One evening, as usual, I went to my usual stall, took out some finished portraits of celebrities, set up my easel, and waited for customers.

Business was unusually bad. Two hours later, it was already past nine o'clock at night, and the shopping mall across the street had closed. Still, no one wanted to paint. I looked down at the footsteps of passersby. Fewer and fewer people were walking

around. I considered whether I should close my stall if no one came in another five minutes. I guessed that the owner of those feet was no more than twenty-five or twenty-six years old. I couldn't help but raise my head and slowly look up along those beautiful ankles. The curves of those slender, silky calves were undeniably graceful, and those long thighs were tightly covered by flesh-colored stockings.

I saw a white, super short dress. The woman seemed to be wearing pantyhose, but there was no visible line between them at the top of her thighs. Looking up from my crouching position, in the dim streetlights, I could see white thongs with bows adorning the sides of her pantyhose, clinging tightly to her thighs.

The thongs were very sheer and had a hollow center, clearly showing the black, tangled pubic hair beneath the transparent fabric.

I couldn't help but linger a while, mesmerized, when suddenly, the woman asked in a soft, sweet voice, "Can I have a sketch drawn?" I quickly looked away from her dress and lowered my head, saying, "Of course, small ones are ten yuan, large ones are thirty yuan." I gestured to a chair opposite me, indicating she should sit down.

She pulled down her skirt and sat down, her legs crossed and her hands resting on her knees. Her graceful movements and posture were incredibly captivating. I looked up at her, and she was looking at me too.

"Professor Ying, it's you?!" I exclaimed in surprise, realizing she was a university professor.

"Wang Dang, it's you?!" she replied, equally surprised, standing up as well. "

It's been so long! What are you doing here?" "Oh, I've been setting up an art stall here to earn some extra money lately."

Section Two: Springtime in the Rain Ms. Ying was our figure-building teacher in our freshman year, but she took a leave of absence from the university last year to start her own clothing design company. Ms. Ying is about thirty-four or thirty-five years old, married with children, but because of her excellent maintenance, she looks no more than twenty-seven or twenty-eight.

She has beautifully drawn eyebrows, a delicate nose, sexy red lips, and a charming face. Her skin is fair, smooth, and delicate, her figure is well-proportioned and slender, with a slim waist, rounded buttocks, and a pair of large breasts. You could say she has all the beauty a woman could have.

During her figure-building classes, she wore a leotard, her movements light and graceful, sexy and alluring. Her snow-white, delicate thighs captivated countless male students.

Several people were taking shelter from the rain at the mall entrance, and many men were giving her strange looks, staring at her backside. Ms. Ying was very embarrassed and flustered, her head lowered, her face flushed, and her arms tightly crossed over her chest.

I quickly stepped forward and stood in front of her. "Ms. Ying, put your t-shirt on!" I said, taking off my t-shirt and giving it to her. She wiped her skirt slightly.

She brushed her hair aside and smiled, saying, "Thank you, Wang Dang. Aren't you cold being naked like this?

" "No, I take cold showers all year round. Look, I don't even have goosebumps." I puffed out my chest and showed her my arms.

Ms. Ying had also thought of this and said with some worry, "Yes, look, everyone else has left in the rain, it's just the two of us now, but it's not good for me to be dressed like this in the rain." After saying that, Teacher Ying looked around at the people who were running in the rain and leaving.

"Yes, let's stay a little longer, we can leave when the rain gets lighter." I stopped blocking her way and walked to the side.

It was the first time I had been so close to a woman, and my body couldn't help but stiffen. Teacher Ying was very generous, she pulled me and laughed sweetly, "Come on, let's go for a run?" She rushed towards the relentless rain curtain, and I, caught up in her actions, yelled and ran out too. We ran for our lives...

Chapter 3: The Alluring Woman We soon arrived at the entrance of the building where Teacher Ying's company was located. We stopped, still holding each other's hands tightly, and felt a little awkward looking at each other.

The heavy rain had completely ruined Teacher Ying's hairstyle; her shoulder-length short hair was plastered to the back of her neck by the water. My t-shirt, which I hadn't wrapped around her waist, had somehow disappeared.

Her very thin dress, soaked through, had become almost transparent, revealing her alluring, perky breasts, which were only vaguely visible through the white gauze . Two skin-colored, almost transparent bras tightly encased her full breasts, her areolas protruding as two small dots against her clothes.

The skin-colored demi-cup bra didn't seem to completely conceal her ample bosom. Pale pink areolas peeked out from the edges of the lace-embroidered high-end bra cups, revealing a deep cleavage. With a slight twist of her waist, her fair breasts were half-exposed. "

Oh, I see," she said, "but I've never seen or been in contact with a woman before. I'm afraid I'll embarrass myself." I blushed slightly.

She asked with some doubt, "Didn't you see any women when you were learning to draw nudes?" "I… I really have never," I said, "and I'm already finding it hard to stand being with my teacher like this today." "

Ah! So you're still a virgin?" Suddenly, Ms. Ying looked at my bare upper body with a strange gaze, appearing somewhat excited.

She smiled, then suddenly moved closer to me with a seductive air, whispering in my ear, "Do you think my figure is alright?" She pressed her breasts against my body.

I had never seen such a gentle approach before, and I was momentarily dizzy. "Okay...okay, I'm a woman too, how about I let you see my body first?" Her breasts were soft and fragrant, and I couldn't help but nod vigorously. "

Wang Dang, watch closely, I want to see your reaction now.

So you have to take off all your pants, you have to be completely naked,"

she said seductively.

At this moment, I came to my senses. I was completely powerless in front of her. Although I was physically strong, my blood was rushing, and I was having some difficulty breathing, I could only nod in response to her question.

I quickly pulled down my soaking wet trousers and dried myself with a towel, but I was too embarrassed to take off my underwear, so I just wore it anyway, even though it was still wet. " Really

, you're still very wet. You need to dry yourself off, or you'll catch a cold. Take off your underwear too." She smiled and handed me a dry towel. "But I'm not used to being naked in front of my teacher like this.

I've never faced a woman like this before."

I covered my genitals. "

I just want to test your genital response, otherwise what will I do when we take the X-ray?

Really, don't have any other thoughts, it's nothing, hurry up, I won't mind, really."

Teacher Ying smiled.

I had no choice but to grit my teeth and pull down my underwear, revealing my wet genitals, which I quickly dried off.

My penis, as thick as a child's arm, was already throbbing and erect, standing like a small cannon, its glans red and egg-shaped.

Teacher Ying's gaze swept from side to side across my genitals, a look of surprise on her face. She licked her cherry lips and swallowed.

Against her snow-white skin, her breasts appeared incredibly beautiful; as she turned, her soft, unbra-free breasts bounced, the two erect, alluring pink nipples trembling and quivering, vibrant and captivating.

Looking down, he noticed that Ms. Ying was still wearing sheer flesh-colored pantyhose. Her rounded buttocks and deep cleft were incredibly beautiful, and her slender legs aroused endless fantasies. Her pink vulva and black pubic hair... a truly magnificent sight was on full display.

Ms. Ying lifted one leg and nimbly pulled the damp pantyhose down from her thigh to her toes. Then, she gently pulled the sheer toes off the pantyhose with her fingers, completely exposing her pale pink feet to the air.

She then lifted the other leg, removed the pantyhose, and crumpled it into a ball, placing it on the bedside table.

I couldn't help but groan. It was the first time in my life I'd seen a woman's body, and so beautiful, so close.

My heart pounded, and my lower body contracted, ejaculating a thick stream of semen that shot directly onto Teacher Ying's feet. My legs went weak, and I almost collapsed, quickly closing my eyes.

Teacher Ying, startled by the sound, immediately turned around, walked to me, grabbed my arm, and asked with concern, "What's wrong? It seems your stamina isn't enough; you need more training."

Because we were so close, her large breasts almost blocked my mouth.

"I...I...you...you..." I stammered, unable to speak further, almost collapsing.

I could only raise my hand and wave it.

"Is the teacher not good-looking?" Seeing my reaction, she seemed pleased.

She shook her breasts, then cupped them with her hand. "

Okay…you…I…," I stammered, my face flushed, and I closed my eyes.

She smiled and pulled me up, saying, "You're really making a fuss. We're in the design department of the art academy; we shouldn't be too sensitive about nudity."

She patted my hand and said in a seductive voice, "It's okay, we're both adults. Relax, I'll help you mature."

I was completely powerless in front of her. Although I was physically strong, my blood was rushing, and I was having some difficulty breathing, I could only nod again in response to her question.

Teacher Ying emerged like a fairy, having removed her underwear and donned a pair of white lace pantyhose. A small piece of silk fabric, about the size of a palm, was embroidered with a flower at the crotch. I knew these were pantyhose meant she wouldn't wear underwear. Teacher Ying was so open! She wasn't wearing any.

The white pantyhose hugged her long, slender legs, and through the semi-transparent fabric at her lower abdomen, I could vaguely see dark pubic hair. Through the pantyhose, I could also see that Teacher Ying's vulva was shaped like a peach. This time, I was incredibly aroused.

Her long, slender legs and shapely feet, clad in sheer velvet pantyhose, stirred endless fantasies. The sheer stockings accentuated her supple, shapely legs, giving them a magical sheen under the light. Her

smooth back, full hips, and wasp waist swayed gracefully, making her even more alluring and highlighting her exquisite curves. Her beautiful, smooth, white abdomen had a cute little belly, as alluring as a cherry blossom.

My lower body involuntarily swelled several times its normal size.

"Sit down first!" The teacher pointed to the Simmons bed beside her.

I sat down as instructed.

Teacher Ying walked up to me, pressed me down, plopped down on my lap, and wrapped her arms around my neck, saying, "Understanding a woman's body can calm your impulses.

In a moment, I'm going to have sex with you to test your sexual ability." I…I…, before I could finish speaking, she had already shoved her tongue into my mouth.

Section Five: First Encounter with Forbidden Love As our saliva mingled, the teacher's tongue had an indescribable sweetness; it felt so soft, smooth, and comfortable.

She pressed her weight onto the bed, her long, slender legs, clad in sheer pantyhose, coiling around my body like snakes. I had the strength, but was powerless. I could only let her kiss me.

After a while, I became aroused, forcefully sucking on her red lips, then pushing my tongue forcefully... My tongue entered Teacher Ying's mouth, which was full of moisture and saliva. At that moment, Teacher Ying's tongue entwined with mine, sucking on it. When I withdrew my tongue, hers followed. I licked her tongue, and Teacher Ying trembled with pleasure, entwining her tongue with mine even more forcefully, seeking unparalleled pleasure. Mouth to mouth, we sucked each other's saliva. I

held Teacher Ying's body tightly with one hand, and caressed her body with the other.

My fingers trembled with excitement as I gently pulled open the front of her nightgown, my fingers lingering on her waist and buttocks clad in pantyhose, savoring the sensations of her flesh.

A surge of desire led me to her pubic hair, then down, until I found the soft crevice of her vulva. The excitement almost took my breath away.

After a long while, she finally gave me a moment to catch my breath, whispering, "Take off my nightgown!"

My blood was already boiling, and I ripped off her transparent nightgown in one swift motion. Her large breasts sprang out, seemingly making a soft "pop" sound, pressing against my chest.

She stood up, straddling my lower body, leaned down, pulled my thighs to the side, took my swollen, red penis, and grasped it with her delicate hand, slowly kissing it. Then she took it into her mouth, sucking incessantly. Her small mouth couldn't quite hold the entire glans, causing her lips to bulge. Her

tongue moved back and forth on the glans, her teeth gently biting it, spitting out some saliva that dripped onto the glans. She used her tongue to pry open the clitoris and thrust hard.

I almost ejaculated again, my body convulsing slightly. She seemed to sense it, and released my penis.

Turning back to me, she panted seductively, "You should suck it too, mine smells so good!"

She spread her legs, pressing her pantyhose-clad buttocks forcefully against my head. She seemed to have been aroused for some time; her beautiful petals opened and closed with her breath, sweet nectar flowing from her vulva. Her down pantyhose were soaked, her labia red, swollen, and alluring.

My heart raced. I sucked hard on her pantyhose with my tongue; they indeed had a fragrance, a faint scent of perfume. Kissing through the pantyhose felt smooth and soft; her vulva, clad in stockings, appeared so smooth and delicate, captivating me completely.

At this moment, I was extremely excited, my heart pounding, my penis throbbing. Unconsciously, a thick stream of semen shot into Teacher Ying's cherry lips with a thud. Teacher Ying cried out in surprise, opened her small mouth, and sucked all the semen into her mouth. Then, by sucking and licking, she made my almost limp penis hard again.

Under Teacher Ying's domineering pressure, I used my teeth to bite the crotch of her alluring pantyhose. Unconsciously, I suddenly bit a hole in the crotch area of her pantyhose. My tongue slipped in, parting her petals, the tip of my tongue touching the clitoris, licking. Teacher Ying's thighs twitched wildly, her buttocks groaning vigorously.

Using my left index and middle fingers, I parted the labia of her vulva. At that moment, I could clearly see that Ms. Ying's exquisitely beautiful private area was as smooth as a baby's, with two thin, pink lips nestled between two thick, fleshy lips, glistening with droplets of liquid.

I curled my tongue and slipped it inside, teasing the tip of my tongue between the thin lips, especially the small fleshy mound at the tip.

She instinctively began to wriggle her hips again.

I slipped my tongue inside her warm, fleshy walls, teasing and licking. Teacher Ying's lower body gushed fluid continuously, her body trembling. "Mmm...ah...so good...good...I...ah, ah...I feel so good...I can't take it anymore...I want it!" Teacher Ying suddenly cried out.

This was the first time I'd ever heard a woman moan in heat; it was so wanton.

She was sucking my penis hard, and I was almost coming again, my body convulsing slightly. She sensed it, so she released my penis and skillfully stroked it with her hand, temporarily suppressing my burning desire.

After a while, she stopped, turned to my face, and said: "Now let me show you my most mysterious place, and I'll explain its function to you."

Ms. Ying blushed, reached down and pulled open her pantyhose, down to her calves, and placed her legs on my head, sitting on my chest. "

Look," she said, "these are the labia majora, and inside are the labia minora. Oh, this is the clitoris, the most sensitive spot. This opening is the vaginal opening." She parted her labia, revealing the opening, and presented her peach-like vulva to me. "This is where your penis goes in."

I poked it with my finger, and Ms. Ying cried out softly, "Ah... ah... what are you doing?" I couldn't resist any longer. I sat up and hugged Ms. Ying tightly, saying, "I know, let me try!" I brought my lips to hers and used my tongue to lick her gradually hardening areolas and nipples in a circular motion, while also passionately sucking.

"Mmm... just like that!" Ah… perhaps it was the sensation emanating from her nipples, but the teacher let out a muffled moan, arching her thighs to clamp my body around hers, her buttocks swaying restlessly, seeking even more stimulation.

Sensing her arousal, I began licking from her chest down to her navel with the tip of my tongue.

Ah…! The teacher's body trembled as if electrocuted, her lower abdomen involuntarily rising.

Taking advantage of this, I cupped her rounded buttocks, and saw white fluid continuously gushing from her vaginal opening, the bed already somewhat damp.

Her pantyhose were still hanging on her calves; I ripped them off, parting her thighs, revealing her pink petals and deep black pubic hair without reservation—a breathtakingly beautiful sight.

Section Six: Exploring the Cave I bent down, sucking the sweet juices.

Ah… Teacher's hands gripped the sheets tightly, and she groaned.

After a long while, I grew tired, while Teacher Ying reached her climax.

Teacher Ying turned around and pinned me down again, moving her writhing desire to her thighs. She raised her legs to my chest and pressed them against me, as if demanding more intense caresses.

I let her body rest on mine, enjoying the pressure of her weight, holding Teacher Ying's body tightly with my left hand, and lifting her buttocks with my right hand to admire the fleshy feel there. My fingers traced down the cleft between her two mounds, touching the wet crevice.

Now Teacher Ying's juices had soaked my genitals. I hugged her neck, focusing all my attention on a hot kiss on her lips.

"Put it in..." Teacher Ying called out seductively.

I gripped my hot, hard penis with one hand, and with the other, I searched for her vaginal opening, wanting to insert it there. Teacher Ying responded by lowering her hips above me.

Because this was my first time, my penis thrust upwards two or three times, but it only slid past her labia and couldn't penetrate properly. "

How useless!" Teacher Ying suddenly said, grabbing my penis with her fingers and twisting her hips to try and swallow the glans.

I also thrust upwards with my waist, and with the slippery feeling, I parted her labia, and the glans went in a little.

But my penis was too big, ouch! It hurts, stop! Just as I was about to insert my entire penis, Teacher Ying shouted and lifted her hips to pull my penis out.

To my surprise, once my glans entered Ms. Ying's vagina, it was like a magnet, impossible to pull away.

Ms. Ying tried to stand up, but my glans followed, unable to leave her vagina. "

Pull it out quickly, it hurts so much!" Ms. Ying cried out in pain.

Seeing her expression, I wanted to pull out too, but the more excited I became, the more my penis swelled up from the lubrication of Ms. Ying's vaginal fluid, becoming half again as large as before.

Ms. Ying's vaginal opening seemed to be tearing.

"Ugh...ah..." Ms. Ying cried out in pain.

Her whole body convulsed, and I could feel a tingling sensation inside her labia and vaginal opening.

I never imagined my first time having sex would be like this, and Ms. Ying, having given birth before, shouldn't experience such pain in her vagina.

I held her tightly and kissed her, hoping that things would soften up before we went out. "No, try going in slowly first, my vaginal walls are still quite large," Teacher Ying disagreed with my pulling out.

She pressed the weight of her full body against me, hugging me tightly, deeply sucking my penis in. Our bodies attacked each other like in battle, our genitals rubbing against each other.

I held Teacher Ying's slender waist with one hand and grasped my engorged penis with the other, aiming at the center of her moist petals, and thrust in with all my might.

With a soft thud, my thick penis finally penetrated the depths of her wet, fleshy hole.

The depths of her vagina seemed to have received the long-awaited penis, writhing happily.

Ah…! Teacher Ying couldn't help but throw her head back and groan loudly, "Good… good… finally… finally… in!" At the same time, her body was filled with fragrance Sweat streamed down like pearls!

Teacher Ying gently trembled her lower body, weakly whispering in my ear, "Come on top," and then moved to the side.

My penis was tightly connected to her vulva, and I slowly rotated my body, placing myself between Teacher Ying's legs. Her full, snow-white thighs swayed, then clamped around my waist, her vaginal muscles twitching impatiently.

But because our genitals were so tightly intertwined, there was no movement at all.

I thrust hard on her buttocks, as if trying to pierce her uterus, but I could only move a little bit, while Teacher Ying moaned and groaned with both pain and excitement… "

Don't ejaculate inside me. If you can't pull out right away, just bear with it," Teacher Ying kissed me.

I held her tightly, sucking and kissing, pressing and licking her breasts, burying my face in her soft mounds, continuing to suck and lick.

During this time, Ms. Ying took the initiative with my body, shaking her hips, rubbing my penis against the tender flesh inside her vagina, exhaling hot breath, and slowly increasing the intensity of her movements.

My penis swelled inside Ms. Ying's vagina, and in her frenzied lust, her vagina was overflowing with vaginal fluid, but it was completely blocked by my penis, not a drop of it escaped. My glans felt that her inner walls were filled with holy water, hot and clear.

"I never imagined your penis could even overwhelm me," Teacher Ying said in a hoarse, excited voice, her body writhing and coiling like a giant snake, lifting her large buttocks while simultaneously squeezing and rubbing my penis.

The numbing pleasure intensified, our desire burned even hotter, and her vagina released even more fluid.

Teacher Ying hugged my body tightly, spreading her legs almost to meet my enormous penis, her feet restlessly twitching on the mattress, while her upper body arched back, emitting moans.

My whole body was aroused, so I thrust harder, trying to make some thrusting movements, although each time I barely moved, the stimulation for Teacher Ying was immense.

Ah…! Okay...darling...so comfortable...ah...coming...oh oh oh oh...oh oh, ah ah...ah ah ah...Teacher Ying continued her seductive moans. Her lower body could no longer support her, and she could only use her elbows to support her body to withstand my impact.

"A little harder...a little harder!" Amidst Ms. Ying's desperate longing for climax, mingled with her chaotic breathing and gasps, I no longer held back. I grabbed her waist, making her support her body, and thrust my penis deep into her flower to respond to her cries.

Ms. Ying's whole body trembled, accepting me with all her might.

"Ah...I...I can't take it anymore!! I...I can't take it anymore!! Ah..."

Ms. Ying suddenly let out a high-pitched moan. Accompanied by a surge of heat shooting from the depths of her flower, it struck the hard root of her desire.

Teacher Ying tilted her head back, her tightly furrowed brows and contracted abdomen, her long legs wrapping increasingly tightly around my waist, as if she were desperately trying to suppress an uncontrollable climax. Once undressed, Teacher Ying could no longer support herself; her arms stretched out weakly, and she gasped for breath on the bed.

For some reason, I had involuntarily ejaculated when I saw Teacher Ying putting on her pantyhose earlier, but now, my penis, soaked in Teacher Ying's holy fluid, remained even harder. I continued my thrusts, penetrating deeper into her flower path with greater ease.

After a while, Teacher Ying seemed to be brought back to life by my thrusts; her snow-white buttocks spun incessantly like a millstone, her teeth clenched, her hair disheveled, and she kept moaning softly.

"Oh...oh, hey...it seems...you won't...come...out...until...you ejaculate," Teacher Ying moaned. "I'm...almost...coming...let's...ejaculate...together...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh."

I lifted Teacher Ying's legs and pushed them towards her chest. This position allowed my penis to enter Teacher Ying's flower path more smoothly. Teacher Ying's lower body had already blossomed into an alluring flower.

"Oh...god! Harder! Thrust...in!!" Teacher Ying let out a cute moan.

I thrust straight in, penetrating Teacher Ying's flower path with all my might. Teacher Ying couldn't withstand such strong stimulation, "Ah...!!" "No...don't...I'm...I can't take it anymore!!" Ah...

Teacher Ying shook her head violently, begging for mercy breathlessly! Her slender fingers gripped my arm tightly, trying to endure the surge of pleasure over her uterus.

But under my relentless assault, she succumbed once more.

Her love juices gushed forth like a fountain, and with this climax, my patience reached its limit. Soon, I felt an extraordinary stimulation on my glans, the pleasure intensifying and expanding into an indescribable joy.

She noticed the change in my penis's pulsation inside her. "Don't ejaculate inside…," she cried, trying to pull away, but the tight intercourse prevented her from doing so. "Oh!

Don't be so fast, wait a minute!" But I, already in the throes of final climax, shot out like an arrow released from a bow; her cries were utterly futile!

A fiery sensation erupted from deep within my body, accompanied by a numbing, intense pleasure, shooting through my glans and deep into her vagina.

My body's spasms gradually subsided.

Finally, I calmed down completely. Oh, your semen is so hot! Teacher Ying, feeling the heat from the semen, hugged me tightly.

I also embraced her tightly, savoring the sensation, my penis still inside her, reluctant to pull out.

Section Seven: Deep Affection After a long while, the two of them recovered.

My penis gradually shrank, and half of it could be pulled out of Teacher Ying's vagina. Teacher Ying's lower body was still filled with a large amount of a mixture of holy water and semen. She reached out her jade-like hand and touched it, saying, "The liquid in here is very nutritious. I've lost so much, I need to use it to replenish myself. Suck it into your mouth and feed it to me."

I did as she said, pressing my mouth against her opening. The mixture of holy water and semen had a slightly pungent smell. I took a big gulp, then put my mouth to Teacher Ying's and fed her the liquid. Teacher Ying drank it with great relish.

"Ah, that felt so good, Wang Dang, you're really great. Tomorrow, let's try again. It seems you're still pretty good."

Teacher Ying kept touching my genitals, saying happily. "

Teacher Ying, that was so horny just now," I said, gently kneading her two breasts. "

Horny? It's all because of your thing, it almost killed me."

As Teacher Ying spoke, she patted my still swollen penis with her hand. "

You really are something! Oh, it's

so unlucky to have such a big penis like yours. My opening is all open, it hurts so much, I don't know if I can walk tomorrow. I just had vaginal tightening surgery a few days ago, and it was so hard to shrink my vagina, but you've made it big again."

Teacher Ying used four fingers together to insert into her vagina; it was a little loose, and it went in easily.

I kissed Teacher Ying and said, "Teacher Ying, you're so good!" After hearing my words, she touched my glans, lay in my arms, and said coquettishly, "What? Call me Sister Ying." "

Oh, it's already five o'clock, go to sleep, I have things to do tomorrow, Sunday," Teacher Ying said.

I didn't expect it to take so long; I was surprised.

But Teacher Ying kept touching her lower body, and she couldn't help but become excited. She turned around and pressed on Teacher Ying again.

Teacher Ying was a little reluctant and said, "No, it hurts so much down there. I don't know if I will be able to walk tomorrow."

I didn't care about this. I moved Teacher Ying into a doggy style position with my hands. Although Teacher Ying was not willing, with my strong mobilization and her own lustful state, she let me penetrate her vagina from behind.

Oh oh oh... Oh... Oh oh... Oh oh, oh oh oh oh, she kept shouting, her body twisted and her butt muscles tightened.

I jerked vigorously, and after a while, Teacher Ying had several orgasms, and then again, and her whole body went limp.

I was getting more and more emotional and refused to let her stop there.

I turned her over. She had lost all willpower, her eyes glazed over with lust as I groped her.

I spread her snow-white thighs, placed them on my shoulders, and thrust into her with force. "

My darling, no more, I can't take it… oh… oh… oh… oh… oh…

" Teacher Ying moaned . "Do

you like being penetrated?" I blurted out for some reason.

"Yes, I love it…" Teacher Ying moaned softly, her expression one of intense pleasure.

As my movements became increasingly rough and relentless, Teacher Ying grew weak. She gripped my penis with both hands, trying to stop me. After a while, she suddenly let out a low cry of pain, and Teacher Ying fainted.

I didn't know what was wrong with her, and I was still inside her when suddenly I felt a tidal wave of trembling throughout my body, and a stream of semen shot deep into Teacher Ying's vagina.

I took a few deep breaths, and with a thud, I collapsed onto Teacher Ying's naked, lamb -like body, though my penis was still inside her.

I kissed Teacher Ying's small mouth for a long time before realizing that she had fainted. The skin on Teacher Ying's genitals was slightly abraded from my vigorous movements, and there was some blood.

But I was powerless to do anything about it; making love like this was too exhausting. I could only lie on top of Teacher Ying and fall asleep in her arms…

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