The girl I recently thought of from the photo

I've been very busy lately and haven't had much time to read articles online. A few days ago, I happened to see a photo of Shaun the Sheep with "hair down to his waist," and it looked familiar. I forwarded the photo to a girl I used to know, but didn't mention it was from the internet.

She called after receiving it and said, "Didn't you say you never keep photos of us together? How come you still have this one?"

I said, "I saw this online. Do you think it looks like you?" Same long hair, same dark brown, the ends turning a dark red in the sunlight. Same firm breasts, same smooth but slightly fleshy belly… She looked at it more closely and said, "It does look a bit like you. Are you missing me?"

I said, "I just thought this photo looked a lot like you and wanted to cheer you up."

She said, "Since your previous articles were good, why don't you write about our brief experiences? It would give me a memory too."

I said, "Okay, I can write about it."

After years of hard work, my qualifications and experience finally allowed me to gradually approach the upper echelons of the company and participate in decision-making.

In early 2016, the company asked me to go to San Diego for a product exhibition. I didn't agree to go at first because I felt the meeting was a bit redundant for me. Later, the company said the Chinese side needed technical support and needed to meet with me to discuss it, so I had no choice but to fly there.

The product exhibition was held at a resort, and many similar products from all over the world were exhibiting. On the first day, I met with the company's Chinese leaders, and the communication went smoothly. On the second day, I went to the exhibition center to look at other products and our own booth.

The venue was crowded, and all the companies were trying their best to showcase their products. China is developing rapidly, and there were quite a few Chinese companies there.

I went to the Chinese company's booth and chatted with a few young men, talking about products, ideals, and ambitions, encouraging them.

At this time, I noticed a Chinese company's booth not far away, which was well-decorated, but there was no one there. I was curious, so I slowly walked closer to observe.

At this moment, a girl from another booth came over, wearing a uniform, tall and slender. She asked me in Chinese what I had a question about.

I said: Why aren't you at your own booth? What are you doing at someone else's booth?

She said she had no experience, and the company suddenly arranged for her and two other managers to come and take a look. She shouldn't have been there in the first place, but she was the only employee in the company with a CET-6 (College English Test Band 6) certificate. However, the reality was different from our practice sessions; she couldn't speak and couldn't handle the situation. So she stayed to the side. The other two managers went on vacation after setting up the booth, leaving her to oversee it.

I told her that if she was going to do that, her trip was pointless. She said, "Why don't you teach me how to interact with foreigners on-site?"

I said, "Our products are competing with yours; helping you would be like sabotaging us.

" She said I'd demonstrate it for her so she could better interact with the foreigners.

I taught her how to scan QR codes, save the names and contact information of various representatives into a document, how to introduce our products, how to distribute small gifts, etc.

She learned and practiced quite well. Then I said goodbye to her.

That evening at dinner, I received a call from her saying she wanted to go shopping and asked if I could help her.

I said I was quite familiar with San Diego and could take her.

When we met, she said she already knew my position within the company.

I said it was fine; I couldn't control her anyway, she wasn't part of our company.

She laughed and said she wouldn't welcome her to our company. I said that although I don't hire, I'd welcome her.

By then, she had changed out of her uniform. San Diego in January already felt like summer; she was wearing jeans, and a simple t-shirt slightly accentuated her chest. She had big eyes and long, flowing hair, and looked very pleasant.

I asked her what gift she wanted. She said she was getting married soon and wanted a Tiffany diamond ring

because Tiffany rings are at least twice as expensive in China as they are in the US.

I laughed and said, "Even though I'm divorced, I wish you both a long and happy marriage."

Then we took a taxi to buy a Tiffany ring. The process of buying the ring was too complicated to describe.

But when we said goodbye at the hotel, she gave me a hug.

Because I hadn't been close to a woman for a long time, I was a little aroused, and my penis was throbbing. I quickly reached out and pressed it down. She noticed, smiled, and said, "You should find a girlfriend."

The exhibition continued, and sometimes after dinner, she would call me to go shopping with her. I was happy to oblige, since I didn't have anything particularly important to do.

Time flew by, and as the exhibition was nearing its end, the organizers gave us a day off to explore San Diego freely. She asked me where to go for fun.

I said, "If you only have one day, how about we go to SeaWorld?"

At SeaWorld, I took her to see the whale show, dolphins, the water park, and the roller coaster, among other things. Since it was our first time out during the day, I noticed her hair wasn't black; it was dark brown with slightly reddish ends. I asked her, "Have you dyed your hair?"

She said everyone envied her hair color. Actually, she has an iron deficiency, so her hair isn't pure black.

After a few days, she had trusted and become familiar with me, and before we knew it, we were holding hands, whispering sweet nothings, feeling like a couple.

On the taxi ride back to the hotel, I saw Victoria's Secret by the roadside.

I stopped and let her go in to buy something.

She was a little shy at first. I whispered to her, "You look so sexy in your underwear."

Then I helped her choose, picking out several black ones because I like black, and a few white ones too.

Back at the hotel, I immediately pulled her into my room and started kissing her passionately.

She resisted a little at first, but then I slipped my hand inside her shirt, pushed up her bra, and found her breasts. They weren't large, but they were firm.

Under my caresses, her body softened. My penis was rock hard, pressing against her through her jeans.

I continued to roughly fondle her breasts, while my other hand unbuttoned her pants, slipping inside and rubbing her vulva through her underwear. Finally, my hand slipped inside her underwear, my fingers touching her wet vulva.

At this point, she pushed me away forcefully, saying, "It's been a whole day, it's dirty there, let's take a shower first."

She then pushed me into the bathroom, and I finished showering in less than five minutes and lay down on the bed. After she went to shower, listening to the shower sounds, I couldn't suppress my lust; my penis was painfully hard.

When she came out, I ripped off her towel and pounced on her onto the bed.

She was quite slender, with no excess fat on her abdomen, and her skin was incredibly smooth and delicate. I knelt down and buried my face between her breasts. My mouth relentlessly bit and nibbled at her firm breasts, sucking on her nipples, letting them swirl and roll within my mouth, my tongue sliding from one side to the other. My head slowly slid down to her navel, then I spread her legs and kissed her vulva.

I particularly enjoy licking a girl's genitals because I want her to experience the pleasure of licking her vulva. She didn't have much pubic hair, and her labia majora weren't very dark. Although her legs were wide open, the vulva was still closed. I used my tongue to lick, bite, and suck on the vulva.

Soon, her labia parted slightly, and her clitoris slowly emerged. I licked her clitoris a few times with the tip of my tongue, and I felt her body tremble slightly. I continued licking and sucking, each time taking large gulps from her perineum directly to her clitoris.

Before long, her vagina started to flow with fluid. I continued to tease her labia minora with the tip of my tongue, sucking on her vulva. Her vagina opened and closed repeatedly, fluid gushing out. I sucked hard on her vulva with my mouth.

Her eyes were unfocused, and her body was trembling. She suddenly remembered: "You need to wear a condom."

I said I didn't have any condoms, and that my penis would go soft if I wore one.

She looked at me dreamily and said: "Don't ejaculate inside."

I said, "I'll pull out when I ejaculate."

I lay on top of her, my erect penis aimed at her vagina. I thrust in deeply, her vagina felt full and swollen. I held onto the bed with both hands, thrusting my hips wildly.

I won't go into details, but after about 20 minutes, she hugged me tightly, her vagina throbbing a few times, feeling like small hands gripping my penis. I knew she had orgasmed.

She said she finally understood what an orgasm was, that this was what it felt like. She panted and asked, "

Did you ejaculate?"

I said, "No, I'm still hard."

Then I continued thrusting, but she said she felt uncomfortable, that her vagina was a little sore from friction.

I licked her vulva with my tongue; it had become swollen and sensitive. I continued licking until she became wet again.

I had her lie on her stomach and fucked her hard from behind. Listening to the slapping of flesh against flesh, she braced herself on the bed with her hands, her buttocks responding to my thrusts. I pounded into her wildly, the impact making her buttocks slap loudly, and she moaned.

As we continued, my penis became increasingly difficult to thrust into due to the pressure of her vagina, and it grew hotter and hotter inside.

I finally couldn't hold back any longer, pulled out my penis, and ejaculated on her back and buttocks.

After we showered, I held her in my arms as we rested on the bed. She asked why I hadn't ejaculated for so long.

I said, "I haven't had sex in a long time, and I've been saving it up for you."

She laughed and scolded me, saying I was a lecher. She couldn't believe how refined I was, being so lecherous.

Later, she said she had to go back because she was getting married soon and didn't want to spend the night out.

I said okay. Just then, I saw Victoria's Secret on the table and said, "Why don't you try it on? You have such a great figure." So she went to try it on. What

I found strange was that women aren't shy during sex, but they seem a little embarrassed to wear underwear in front of men. I said, "How about we take some pictures and you see if you're pretty?"

She hesitated for a moment, then said she'd delete them later. I said okay.

Then she tried on black and white underwear. I took pictures with my phone; one of them, like the picture of Shaun the Sheep at the beginning, showed her round, perky buttocks, her full vulva covered by her underwear, and her breasts hidden by her hair… conveying a clean yet erotic feel.

After taking the pictures, I looked at them with her one by one. She said they were beautiful and asked me to send them to her. Then I deleted all the photos I had taken, as well as the messages we had left together.

She said, "Why did you delete them all?"

I said, "I didn't want to cause you unnecessary trouble."

As she left, I hugged her and said, "I wish her good luck and happiness."

Then I lay there reflecting on my experience. I felt I should look forward and find a kind girl to live with.

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