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With the agent's wife 

Three years after graduation, I worked for a private company, representing the company and residing in Xianyang, responsible for sales there. Because I was often with the distributors, I became quite familiar with their families.
When I first met his wife, the 28-year-old exuded a mature woman's charm, and her smile captivated me. As we got to know each other better, she began to confide in me, mostly about how her husband treated her badly. She would often talk to me when she was feeling down, and I would comfort her until she felt better.
One Sunday, she came to my place without saying goodbye. I hadn't gotten out of bed yet. Hearing someone knock, I put on my coat and opened the door. She was carrying a lot of things, saying she had brought them for me. I was very grateful and told her to wait a moment while I got dressed and came out to keep her company. She said she couldn't, she just wanted to come see me and left. I said, "Really? You came all morning just to see me?" I looked at her; her eyes darted away a little, but after a while, she stopped looking away and looked at me directly. Suddenly, I felt something was about to happen; we saw longing in each other's eyes. I held her in my arms. She struggled slightly before resting her head in my lap. I kissed her cheek, and soon she became excited, wrapping her arms around my neck and kissing me passionately.
After a while, she looked up and said, "She's older than me. Do you want her now? If I want her, I'll give you anything." Then she lowered her head. This was something I had wanted for a long time. Hearing her say that, I picked her up and carried her to the bathroom.
Soon we were both naked. When I looked at her, she seemed a little embarrassed, covering her tender vulva with a towel. She hadn't had children yet, and her belly wasn't sagging. Her breasts were very alluring, especially her breasts, which were like small watermelons, round and white. I sat up in the bathtub and pulled her in as well. She did as I said, and then I saw her entire tender vulva. Her vulva was very thick, with only a small tuft of pubic hair covering her clitoris, as if it had been deliberately trimmed. Seeing that I was only looking at her vulva, she was embarrassed to say, "My pubic hair just grows like that." That tuft of pubic hair was indeed very sparse, like the little tails children used to keep on their heads. Even more incredibly, that tuft of hair was yellowish-red, just like the silks at the top of a ripe corncob.
I couldn't help but reach out and touch that tuft of hair, and she didn't object. I gently stroked that tuft of pubic hair... I teased her thick labia with my little and ring fingers. She covered herself with her hand and said, "Wait a minute, let's go to bed and play slowly, okay? Let me wash you first." She lathered my entire body with shower gel, paying extra attention to my genitals. She grabbed my pubic hair with one hand, then pulled back the foreskin of my penis. I immediately got hard; my penis swelled up, the glans like a red apricot bursting out of the foreskin. She stroked my penis up and down, and I was incredibly aroused. I said, "Wait a minute, let me wash you." She said, "Okay." She licked my glans with her small mouth, and I jolted awake. She looked up at me with a smile.
I got out of the bathtub and let her lie down in it. I lathered her body with shower gel, from her neck down to every inch of her skin. Her skin was incredibly smooth and delicate. I placed my hands on her large breasts. They were soft but not very firm, with large nipples like two small red dates. I kneaded her breasts tightly with both hands and gently massaged her nipples with my index fingers. She kept her eyes closed, looking alluring and seductive. I washed her tender vulva again. Because there was very little pubic hair, her entire genital area was completely exposed. I gently pulled back that small tuft of pubic hair and used my fingers to gently part her labia, revealing her peach-like opening. I didn't know if it was because of the shower gel or because her vaginal fluids had already started, but it was already wet,
and my fingers felt sticky and slippery. I slowly and gently massaged around her vulva. At this point, her vaginal fluids increased even more; a lot of it on my fingers had already turned into a milky white mucus. Her lower body trembled slightly with my touch, and her mouth... She began to breathe softly, and her beautiful eyes closed. At this moment, I became even more aroused, so I used my other hand to part her two labia, and with my thumb, I found her clitoris hidden beneath. Her clitoris was large and long, plump and pink. As I ran my fingers over it, her lower body trembled even more violently, causing the water in the bathtub to rise and fall. I had to use my other hand to completely pull her clitoris apart from her labia so that it was fully exposed. With my other hand, I gently massaged her clitoris, which was bulging from her vulva, with my index finger. Her body trembled more violently, and her breathing became heavier. I continued to caress her, her head bobbing back and forth on the edge of the bathtub, making soft moaning sounds from her nostrils. I knew she was about to climax.
I loved watching the satisfied look on a woman's face during an orgasm. I increased the frequency of my massage, and the vaginal fluid on her clitoris formed a thin stream as my fingers moved it. The rice-grain-like clitoris changed from pink to bright red, and her vulva rhythmically moved in sync with my fingers. She moved, making "ah, ah, ah" sounds, which grew louder and louder. Suddenly, she lifted herself up and hugged me with both hands, kissing my mouth tightly. A nimble tongue danced in my mouth. I had to use one hand to hold her back, letting her breasts press tightly against my chest. We kissed like this, immersed in boundless pleasure. My hand never stopped moving, but I felt that the faster I massaged, the stronger her kisses became, as if she wanted to swallow my entire tongue. We kissed for a while, then I slowly helped her up and out of the bathtub. Seeing my erect penis as I stood, she touched it with her hand. I immediately perked up and said, "You've enjoyed yourself, now it's my turn."
So I slightly parted her legs, positioning her vulva against my erect penis. She kicked down, and I felt the head of my penis on her tender vulva. She moved her body slightly, and in coordination with my movements, my penis entered her vagina. Fortunately, her vagina was already overflowing with lubrication, so it was very slippery. I squatted down, sticking my butt out, and thrust upwards. But because the bathroom was too... She needed to find a foothold with her hands to accommodate my thrusts, so I suggested we go to the bed. She hummed in agreement, and I pulled my penis out of her vagina, wiped it with a towel, and then took her out.
We went to the outer room. Because of our mutual caresses and ample foreplay in the bathroom, we were already quite aroused. The outer room was cold because the air conditioning had been on. As soon as she came out, she ran to the bed and covered herself with a towel. I turned on the TV, turned off the main light, leaving only the window lamp on. I poured her a glass of water and asked her what it was. She looked up from the bed and drank it, then looked at me with alluring eyes. I understood what she meant, so I moved her a little further into the bed and lay down on my side next to her.
Seeing me get into bed, she pressed her whole body against me. I propped my head up so she could lie in my arms. She hugged me, and I gently pushed her upper body away, letting her lie on her back so I could free my hands to caress her breasts. Her breasts were still so soft, boneless, and incredibly elastic. I caressed them lovingly, pressing and touching each one. Soon, her two rabbit-like breasts began to blush. I then used my fingers to tease her nipples, gently and subtly. After a while, her nipples slowly became erect under my fingers. I could only tease her erect nipples with two fingers, just as she had teased my penis. I slowly slid down and used my tongue instead of my hands, teasing her nipples, which were now like red dates, with my tongue. I moved downwards, touching her lower abdomen. When she lay down, her lower abdomen was no longer as fleshy as before; it was very flat and felt very soft to the touch. My hand slowly moved down again, looking for the peach-shaped honey cave that I had longed for. First, I touched that tuft of pubic hair and carefully stroked it. Then I moved down. Her tender vulva was already brimming with spring water, and there was love juice on both of her thick labia. I parted her labia and touched her vaginal opening. It was very hot there, and I could feel the trickle of lustful fluid secreting out. I used my index finger to stroke inside her vulva. I started by touching the bottom of her vaginal opening, moving upwards to her clitoris and vulva, continuously stroking her like this. My index finger was coated with the vaginal fluid secreted from her vagina, allowing it to easily caress and rub against her tender vulva. Sometimes I pressed the vaginal opening, sometimes I squeezed her clitoris, sometimes I touched her vulva. I could feel her entire vulva was wet, with a warm, moist steam rising from it. With each stroke, her vulva moved in sync with my fingers, her waist twisting and turning, and she unconsciously made soft moaning sounds, her nostrils flaring with rapid breathing.
She pulled one hand out from under her, tightly gripping my rock-hard penis, and began stroking it up and down, making the glans slide in and out of the foreskin. I was incredibly aroused. Then she pulled my penis closer to her body; I knew she wanted my penis to fill her unbearably itchy vagina.
I got up and lay on top of her, arching my buttocks slightly. She opened her legs and shifted her pubic area, allowing my large penis to slide smoothly into her vagina. Once inside, I pressed my upper body against hers, my chest against her breasts. I wrapped my hands around her back, pressing her upper body tightly against me. Our lips met again. I used my knees to push against the mattress, not too vigorously, but my tongue danced in her mouth. Her breasts felt like they were on brocade under the pressure of my chest. My penis moved in and out of her honey pot. We continued like this for about ten minutes. Her vaginal fluids suddenly increased, and I felt like my penis was in a muddy swamp, as if my entire pubic hair was covered in her fluids. Her vagina was wide open, and her legs involuntarily turned towards her upper body, making moaning sounds from her nostrils. I released my mouth, supported my upper body with my hands, and then grabbed her full waist at the right moment. I knelt forward and pressed my legs against hers, making her legs open to the maximum extent and her vagina open to the maximum extent. I used my knees and waist to support my hips and thrust forward, while pulling her waist down with both hands, making her vulva press tightly against the thrusting of my penis. I thrust back and forth hundreds of times.
Her juices covered our joined genitals. Looking down, I saw her labia flip with each thrust, her pink clitoris and vagina appearing and disappearing. The outer wall of my withdrawn penis was covered in her milky white secretions, which gathered at the base of my shaft with each thrust. She twisted her waist beneath me, pushing her vulva upwards to meet my impact. Patches of redness appeared on her breasts, her head swaying from side to side, her vulva rising and falling against my penis. The point where we joined made a slapping sound. She unconsciously let out moans, then whispered, "Faster, faster!" I quickened my thrusting, pulling my penis to the entrance of her vagina before plunging it all the way in. I pulled until the head of my penis was just enveloped by her labia majora, and thrust all the way to the bottom of her vagina, feeling her uterus. Her moans grew louder, her hips arching upwards. I thrust harder, and her vagina began to contract rhythmically, the vaginal walls tightly gripping my penis. As if afraid my penis would leave her body, I reached a fever pitch of excitement. My penis throbbed, and hot semen sprayed deep into her vagina. With my ejaculation, her vaginal walls trembled and contracted. I leaned down, and she hugged me tightly, putting her tongue into my mouth again.
We kissed for a while, and I asked her if she had enjoyed it. She said, "It was so good! I haven't felt this good in a long time. You're so good at fucking me. I haven't felt this comfortable in ages. Thank you for making me happy." I smiled and said, "That's not all I'm capable of. I just saw you climax and I was just there to finish with you." She said, "You're amazing. I wish I were your wife." I smiled slightly and let my almost limp penis leave her vagina. She reached out and pressed her vulva, and I quickly went to the bathroom to get a towel to wipe her down there. Afterwards, we hugged each other. We spent the whole day in bed that day and made love four times.

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