A romantic encounter with a young woman during morning exercise

In the early morning, while the north might still be chilly with spring, the south was already bursting with life. Willows along the Qingshui River had
secretly sprouted new buds, and glistening dewdrops clung to the tender green grass stems, seemingly about to drip.

Old Liu squinted, practicing Tai Chi while gazing at the tender green grass at his feet—it really resembled
a woman 's pubic hair! Dew-laden, glistening, so alluring! He subconsciously nudged the grass with his foot, as if parting it
would reveal the breathtaking source of life.

He let out a groan of relief, his gaze fixed on the distance. The thin mist enveloping the city was like a veil draped over
a beautiful woman , both concealing and revealing. This robust old man suddenly felt an
urge to tear it apart, to strip it bare. The hardcore pornographic film he'd watched the night before was still burning in his veins.

A still-attractive young woman swayed past Old Liu. The slender waist swaying in the wind instantly
stirred the hearts of several men exercising in the morning.

Old Liu remained calm and composed, his gaze fixed straight ahead, not even glancing at the young woman. His hands moved with effortless grace, his movements fluid and
rhythmic . He was no longer the naive young man who couldn't control himself! He was
a seasoned lecher born in the early days of liberation, raised under the red flag, and reborn into the new era! How could he stoop so low, practically glued his eyes to someone's backside?

In fact, when the young woman was still twenty meters away, Old Liu had already seen her clearly: "If the mind is clear,
the eyes will naturally be clear too..." As the young woman approached, he turned his head in the opposite direction,
giving the little girl on her way to school a kind and gentle smile.

Lolis have three advantages: delicate, soft, and easy to push over...

Old Liu was an old man with a very regular life: a morning workout, a leisurely stroll in the morning,
playing cards and drinking tea in the community in the afternoon, and watching TV at home in the evening—day after day, year after year, a routine he had maintained since
retiring .

But this is only one side of the story seen by family and friends, or rather, the side that Lao Liu is willing to show them.

When the door is closed and the curtains are drawn, Lao Liu sometimes reveals another side.

His wife passed away early, but society changes quickly. On the first day his son installed internet for him, Lao Liu
learned to access pornographic websites in the middle of the night…

"The internet is a wonderful thing!" This was Lao Liu's initial exclamation, but recently, he often
curses , "Censorship! Censorship my ass!" while skillfully bypassing the Great Firewall.

According to scientific research, women's libido gradually declines after menopause. Although there are occasional exceptions,
most women gradually lose interest in sex. However, men's sexual function often remains throughout their lives.

Accompanied by lifelong sexual urges… Lao Liu stares at the screen with shining eyes, while shaking his head with a bitter smile:
Is this a blessing or a curse for a widower? He usually doesn't think too much about this philosophical question
, because whenever he does, his hand is already gripping his penis and starting to move. Back
then , he believed that even with Parkinson's disease, he would still fire his pistol with the rhythm of his trembling.

Although his long gun was only ever with his five fingers, and he hadn't tasted hot, fresh juice for years, Old Liu was
a man who had lived through that era and deeply understood the importance of preparedness. In this dazzling, desire-driven world, old trees blossom anew
everywhere. Even the great scholar Yang couldn't escape the trend, marrying a 28-year-old beauty at the age of 82. Old Liu's opportunity
might come any day; how could he possibly lay down his weapons and let his horse graze?

Therefore, Old Liu never slacked off on physical exercise. This not only kept his sexual function
undying but also made him look much younger. If he didn't reveal his age, people would think he was at most
fifty, when in fact he was already sixty-six, nearing seventy.

However, a strong body could not dispel the loneliness of his heart. At first, Lao Liu
benefited greatly . He didn't need to think about people; as soon as the women on the screen took off their clothes, he would immediately
get an erection, his five fingers servicing his lust. Unfortunately, nothing lasts forever. As time went on, he became
less and less interested, until the white, swaying bodies on the screen could no longer warm his aging heart.

The less interested he became, the more thirsty he grew, and the more thirsty he grew, the more frantically he downloaded. Over the years, Lao Liu bought eleven
hard drives, ranging from 40GB to 1TB, from bootleg copies to Blu-rays, each filled to the brim with porn of varying quality—married women
, lolis, Westerners, Japanese, cavalry, infantry, even extreme bestiality and excrement scenes were all collected.

Until last year, Lao Liu discovered with horror that the more he watched, the colder his penis became, often like a hibernating snake,
barely able to move.

From the moment he discovered his problem, Lao Liu felt a deep sorrow. He recalled his younger days, when he could have sex seven times a night and get an erection
at the slightest touch. Now, despite his overflowing desires, his eyes glued to pornographic films, his hands aching and numb from masturbation, his wretched
penis often failed to provide the expected response—if it could be cut open, would it already have dense
growth rings?

If he hadn't discovered he could still achieve morning erections every day, Lao Liu would have almost lost all will to live. He understood his
problem; he could no longer immerse himself in the virtual world of the internet. He needed a living prey
writhing , to awaken the passion in his veins.

In fact, Lao Liu wasn't lacking in targets. Zhiling, the widow in Unit 3, a mature
woman , often showed him concern and care. Zhiling often sighed, saying, "Sigh, the children are all grown up and have left home.
I don't even have anyone to warm my feet when I sleep..." Lao Liu knew she was talking about her, but also about him.

Upstairs from Old Liu, there lived a single, sexy girl named Bai Zhi, who often asked him to change light bulbs and fix the gas. Rumor had it
she was someone's mistress, and her lover looked even older than Old Liu. "I have a father complex..." one
day , Bai Zhi, wearing a sexy nightgown and biting into a scallion,
confided tenderly to Old Liu, who was fixing the pipes. "Uncle Liu, I think...you look a lot like my dad..."

Xin Yu, a young married woman in the courtyard, frequently came to Old Liu: "Old Liu, please ask your comrades to bring
my man back!" Old Liu shook his head and smiled bitterly. It wasn't that easy. But she persisted, and
recently, Xin Yu even lifted her shirt, revealing her full breasts, and brazenly breastfed
her child . "Good girl, be good, and I'll give you milk..."

Of course, these widows, mistresses, and married women didn't just happen to share names with glamorous celebrities; it was Old Liu's deliberate
arrangement. Old Liu's favorite picture section is the celebrity composite section; if he weren't so powerless to do it, he would...
He almost learned Photoshop. However, Old Liu mastered its essence; he
named every woman he met in life after a celebrity.

Imagine: you're leaving home in the morning, Ruby Lin is sweeping the street, Michelle Reis is hawking steamed buns, Fan Bingbing is waiting for
the bus, and Angelababy is taking her son to school… How idyllic that would be!

But Old Liu wasn't the kind of brainless fantasist.

"Damn it! Bah! They're all just ordinary women!" Old Liu thought disdainfully—he was actually an
idealist, like a noble phoenix that wouldn't perch on anything but the phoenix tree, and wouldn't drink from anything but the sweetest spring.

If there wasn't a prey that stirred his heart, he'd rather have his penis drooping and spend his life with his five-sex companion.

In short, Old Liu was a repressed wolf to the core. Beneath his graying fur, powerful muscles still
trembled , and his claws had long been dormant. Although this old wolf craved a woman's body as much as he craved flesh and blood, he
was extremely patient, like a discerning gourmet, quietly waiting for the most suitable prey to appear so he
could unleash his lust.

We know that idealists often end up tragic, and Old Liu was almost no exception.

"After passing a thousand sails, none of them are the one..." Old Liu slowly practiced Tai Chi, a sense of melancholy in his heart. However, on this very morning,
fate rewarded Old Liu's faithful waiting.

"Mom, are you tired? Let's rest."

"You want to rest after only walking this far?"

"It's fine if we don't rest, let's continue."

"I've already sat down, and you want to leave again?"

"Alright, alright, please sit for a while..."

Old Liu had just adopted a stance of standing on one leg when a simple conversation drifted into his ears on the wind. He looked
towards the sound and saw an older, withered woman sitting on a stone bench not far from him. She appeared to be between
fifty , rubbing her two thin, heron-like legs, her face full of impatience. Her somewhat cloudy, triangular
eyes flashed with a cold, indifferent light, and her gaze met Old Liu's.

Old Liu felt as if the old woman's eyes were like an X-ray machine, able to
see , even revealing his secret thoughts from the previous night. His heart suddenly pounded violently.
Just then, a slender, graceful figure blocked his view.

This woman exuded an irresistible sense of style.

She lowered her head, her long, dark, shiny hair slightly curled, a few strands gently draped over her fair, slightly flushed
cheeks, the contrast of black and white highlighting her gentle and charming aura. She wore a long, greyish-white sweater with
a unique pattern, spiraling in circles like mysterious vortexes, easily
drawing all eyes. Underneath, she wore black cropped shorts and stylish knee-high Martin
boots; the outfit was simple, yet perfectly accentuated her long, shapely legs, adding an
indescribable allure. Her beautiful legs were pressed together, without a gap, giving
the impression that if she were to clamp them shut, even the most powerful man would be unable to move.

"Luyao, the environment here is nice," the old woman said to the woman called "Luyao."

Luyao must be her daughter, Old Liu guessed.

"Yes! It's good to have found her here," the young woman said, raising her head to look at the old woman.

Old Liu scrutinized her face; it was a naturally beautiful face, untouched by any makeup. She appeared to be around twenty-five or twenty-six, with
a smooth forehead, delicate willow-leaf eyebrows, almond-shaped eyes, long eyelashes, a jade-carved nose, and rosy lips—
like a pure angel newly descended to earth.

A gentle morning breeze blew across the riverbank, ruffling her hair. She unconsciously tilted her head back
and closed her beautiful eyes, letting the tender spring breeze caress her exquisite face. She took a deep breath,
and a captivating smile naturally appeared on her lips…

“Pfft!” The young woman’s eyes flickered, glancing unintentionally at Old Liu. His comical one-legged stance
made her cover her mouth and chuckle.

Old Liu stared intently at the woman in his eyes, a long-dormant passion resurfacing in his heart.

The glans, almost wrinkled from being buried in his crotch, surprisingly, still seemed to have the spirit of an old horse still eager to run a thousand miles, standing
tall proud, striking a pose like a golden rooster standing on one leg!

Young Luyao caught a glimpse and gasped, her red lips parting in surprise: It's huge! The
old woman also noticed Old Liu's weapon and glared at him fiercely.

Old Liu, realizing his utter indiscretion, panicked like a shy seventeen or eighteen-year-old experiencing his first stirrings of love,
clamping his legs together and immediately averting his eyes.

His hand movements, like a chaotic Tai Chi gesture, became completely disorganized.

"This old lecher, glaring at you and still not getting any attention, your dick's practically buried in the ground, what's with the show-off?" The old woman
, clearly a seasoned veteran, immediately recognized Old Liu's throbbing desire. She muttered disdainfully,
her voice low, almost to herself, yet it still reached Old Liu's ears, making him even more embarrassed.

"Damn! That's a stunning woman!" Old Liu thought to himself, too afraid to look any further, and unable to continue his wild dancing
, he took his coat from a tree branch, put it on, and fled the riverbank in a disheveled state.

As time passed, more and more people went to work and school, and the traffic flowed like a river. But Old Liu paid no
attention to this vibrant scene, simply walking slowly along the riverbank.

That fleeting glimpse had been deeply imprinted in his mind; he hadn't felt this way in many years.

Old Liu savored the strange reaction his body had just experienced.

As a man, Old Liu had long since been through this. If women were a book for men, Old Liu would have read it countless times, from
the preface , knowing it by heart.

However, today! Yes, today!

The figure he saw by the river made Old Liu feel a surge of heat rush to his lower abdomen, and his penis actually
began to tell the story of spring!

Recounting the agony of not being able to masturbate for the past few hundred days, Old Liu suddenly burst into tears. An excited
voice echoed in his mind: "Heavens have opened their eyes! The dragon has risen from the abyss! The dragon soars into the sky!"

The tears were as hot as his penis! He felt the tender buds of youth sprouting wildly
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