You can sleep with someone even after breaking up.

There's a movie called something like "Don't Look for Me After the Divorce." Many people say that once lovers break up, they can't even be friends. Why is that? If you once loved each other, why can't you be friends
?
I still keep in touch with two ex-girlfriends. One is in Beijing, and I was called my "first wife" back then. The other is in Guangzhou, and my first wife called me her "second wife." They knew each other and were friends. I had relationships with both of them for a while. Both breakups were amicable and rational.
Now, I won't talk about my past with them. I want to talk about the few days after I reunited with my first wife in Beijing.
Because of work, I came to Xi'an in May. I couldn't find a woman to comfort me, and I didn't want to go to a prostitute, so I was very bored. Afterwards, I came directly to Beijing from Xi'an and suddenly thought about whether I could contact my first wife. Although I was already married, she calmly accepted our new life.
I had contacted my first wife before my marriage, also when I was on a business trip to Beijing, and we even slept together. After that, I didn't contact her, so I didn't remember her phone number; maybe she'd changed it. But I vaguely remembered her home phone number, though I couldn't be sure, so I tried dialing.
Her stepfather answered. I recognized his voice immediately; I was glad my memory was still so good—it's rare to remember a number so accurately after all these years. He said my stepmother had gone to work and asked me to call later.
That evening, I called her house, but no one answered. Later, my stepmother said her mother and uncle had gone out for a walk. Her uncle recognized my voice, and her mother guessed it too. Late that night, my stepmother called me. She was married now but really wanted to come to my hotel. However, her mother said it wasn't good, saying that coming so late would arouse her husband's suspicion. So, my stepmother said she'd come over early the next morning. The next morning, she arrived. She hadn't changed much; she still
had
a baby face, and her big breasts hadn't sagged.
When he arrived, I was still in bed. I got up in my shorts to open the door for her, then went to wash my face and brush my teeth. She put down her bag and stood at the bathroom door, looking at me. "Nothing else has changed, except you've gained weight, but it's okay, you're much more mature than before."
"You haven't changed either, still so plump and childish, not mature at all."
"Ugh!" She grabbed my chest hard and left the bathroom.
When I returned to the room, she was already in bed, her clothes on the stool. I got in and touched her; her breasts were still as soft as before, her nipples were still pink, and her pubic hair was still as sparse.
We started kissing. I stroked her large breasts and vulva, and she grabbed my penis and started stroking it too.
"It's so hard, how long has it been since we last did it
?" "I haven't done it since I came out. You're so wet, just like before."
"Ahhh, put it in, I want it, hurry up."
I rolled over and pinned her down. She grabbed my penis and aimed it at her hole. I thrust hard, and it went straight in.
"Ah, so good, so big, so hard, I love making love with you."
"You're so warm inside, so comfortable, it feels so good biting my penis."
I like the position where she's riding me, because that's the most comfortable position we used to do. After a while, I said, "You ride on top, you do it from above."
I lay down, and she immediately climbed on top, grabbed my penis, aimed it at her wet hole again, and sat down.
"Ahhh, honey, it feels so good, it's inside my cervix. I love making love with you, it feels so good."
Her two big breasts bounced up and down in front of me, like a raging torrent. I kept grabbing them with my hands, then got up and took them in my mouth, gently biting them with my teeth. She loved it when I bit her nipples; she said it was stimulating and felt so good.
"Honey, it feels so good, my good husband, I feel so good, I want more, ahhh, thrust harder, thrust so deep, ahhh, it feels so good. Ahhh."
Just as she was about to climax, I pushed her down and thrust into her from above. "Ahhh, it's killing me, ahhh, so fast, so good, I 'm
coming, ahhh, honey, I'm coming, ahhh...
" I came too. "It felt so good, you're still so amazing." She leaned against my chest. "You're still as good as ever, making love with you is so comfortable." "How often do you and your wife make love ?" "Less now, about twice a week. What about you ?" "He's probably under a lot of work pressure, he's not good in that area, and I don't dare say anything, afraid of upsetting him." "Then I'll come to Beijing to satisfy you." "Ugh ! You have to call me when you get here. " After resting for a while and taking a shower, we made love again in bed, then went out for lunch. After breaking up, lovers can still remain best friends because without the constraints of marriage, they can recall many good qualities in each other. Perhaps there are many things you can't say to your spouse, but you can definitely say to your ex-girlfriend. If you reconnect with your ex, rekindling old feelings is inevitable. Of course, at this point, neither of you will be aiming for marriage, but rather pursuing the happiness that comes from being together.

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