【Love in 2010】【Part Two】【Author: Unknown】【To be continued】

I took Su Rou's arm as we descended the clock tower and walked along the winding mountain path to the beach. On the beach at night, I couldn't help but ask her, "If I had met you back then, would you really have accepted me?" Su Rou lowered her head and said softly, "Of course I would. Although I initially imagined you as a handsome guy, it was just curiosity and a normal fantasy during masturbation. Actually, I already knew you weren't handsome when you wouldn't give me a photo. It's nothing. If we were complete strangers, I might have judged you by your appearance, but you were already deeply etched in my heart. Actually, I value a boy's talent and temperament more, and whether his feelings for me are genuine. Those self-important handsome boys or rich young masters disgust me. Actually, during those months when you were communicating with me as a girl, my heart was already moved by you..." Su Rou's head drooped lower and lower, making it impossible for me to see her expression. I listened intently as she recounted her past, my palms sweating.

She paused, then continued, "That feeling was probably hazy and indistinct. Later, I found out you were my junior, but by then I realized I couldn't let you go. At first, I pretended to reject you because I felt you became less composed in your letters after the change in your status. Perhaps you were trying to use humor to mask your embarrassment and nervousness, which is exactly what I disliked. But in the later letters, I gradually felt your sincerity, and I was very moved. So even though you wouldn't give me a photo, I still insisted on meeting you. I never expected you to be so cowardly..." "It was so disappointing. I cried so many times back then, you know? During class, I knew you were sitting in the row of classrooms across from me, but which one was you? I so wished you could bravely stand in front of me and tell me you were the shy boy who wrote me letters, the one who always cared for me, looked after me, and loved me!" I was completely stunned, speechless, burying my face in my hands, squatting on the beach, letting the rising waves wash over me again and again. Pain, joy, sorrow, emotion, regret, and self-blame all rushed into my heart at once.

Su Rou squatted down beside me, drawing an incomplete heart shape in the sand, then watching as the waves washed ashore gradually crushed and swallowed it. The sea roared, as if laughing at those who couldn't wake from their dreams, laughing at those who thought that lifting their heads would stop their tears from falling. At that moment, Su Rou tilted her head back, letting her hair swirl around her eyes in the raging sea wind. "But I still want to thank you for all the warmth you gave me in your letters, for accompanying me through that lonely year." My head buried even deeper in my knees, but I could still feel the light in Su Rou's eyes. Her choked voice seemed to hold a hint of excitement: "Back then, I felt like we were two grains of sand on the beach, able to quietly gaze at each other all day long. That was the luxury..." My wish has finally come true. Although it's not forever, although we never meet, I've finally seen the real you! I just want to be a tiny grain of sand, a grain without any constraints, able to watch over you all day, to guard you, to smile at you, to gaze into your eyes. I stood up and hugged Su Rou from behind, kissing away the tears glistening in her eyes. She was so content that she cried tears of joy. My tears also fell from my face, which was etched with the marks of time, rolling down onto her face. We nestled together silently, and even this moment of being together was happiness. Su Rou looked up at me and said wistfully, "If we can't be together in this life, I will still wait for you in the next." The fishing lights on the coastline were dim, and the distant boats were like leaping specks of light, flickering on and off. Su Rou and I rolled up our trousers and walked on the beach, one after the other, stopping and starting, our footprints sinking deep and shallow behind us.

After Su Rou revealed the truth about our student days, I was completely at a loss. "Ning Ning and Su Rou, which one was my true love from the beginning?" Su Rou had kept that hazy, innocent feeling buried all this time. Should I give her happiness in this life? My mind was a jumbled mess, and thinking of Ning Ning made my heart clench again.

At this time, more and more people were getting up on the beach to watch the sunrise. I had Su Rou take my arm, and we walked up another secluded path. At the end of the path was a bare peak, with a towering, imposing boulder standing on the cliff edge, as if it had fallen to earth a thousand years ago, enduring the vicissitudes of time, weathered by wind and rain, guarding the heavens. I led her up the boulder, and suddenly felt the wind howling. Looking down, all the mountains seemed small, the clouds drifted silently by, the waves surged wildly, and I felt as if I were standing beneath the vast sky, above all things. Gazing into the distance, the sea and sky merged seamlessly under the desolate night sky, and my heart felt incredibly at ease.

Looking at the delicate beauty under the moonlight, her skin as white as ice and as fair as snow, I was deeply moved. I lowered my head and whispered in her ear, "Rou Rou, let me atone for my sins, let me continue to make it up to you, okay? That way I'll feel better. I remember what you said in the clock tower earlier..." The sea breeze had dried Su Rou's tears. She hugged my neck, her long hair flowing in the wind. "You little rascal!" I put my sadness aside for now and started teasing her again, "Rou Rou, tell me quickly, what did you promise me you'd do in the clock tower earlier?" Su Rou's eyebrows were like smoke, her eyes like autumn water. Her voice was as low as a mosquito's buzz, "Rou Rou said she deliberately ignored you back then, and today she'll make you fuck her twice as hard. Rou Rou also said she'd make you fuck my ass later." My heart pounded again. I pretended not to understand. "Rou Rou, what did you say? What did you say about fucking my ass?" There was a pavilion with upturned eaves at the four corners next to the boulder. Su Rou broke free from me in embarrassment and ran into the pavilion like a swallow. I followed her in and cornered her, making her obediently hug the vermilion pillar, stick her butt out, and for the third time, I pulled down her tight white trousers and onto her white high heels. This time, to satisfy her previous request, my goal was naturally to fuck her ass directly. Soon, my huge penis was rapidly moving in and out of Su Rou's tightly clenched anus.

Suddenly, Su Rou's phone rang. It was Liu Tian calling. She had just woken up and wanted to wake us up to watch the sunrise, but couldn't find us. Su Rou whimpered and was about to say something into the receiver when I snatched the phone and placed it between her legs. I spread her smooth labia with two fingers and quickly probed her vulva, while my huge penis thrust faster into Su Rou's small anus. At the same time, my lower abdomen slammed heavily against her plump buttocks. Each time I pulled out, Su Rou's swaying hips hit the phone. Soon, Liu Tian's coquettish voice came through the receiver, "You guys are so mean! You sneaked out to fuck first thing in the morning without even calling me! Humph, I'm ignoring you!" Liu Tian pretended to be angry and hung up.

I put the phone on the bench, grabbed Su Rou's alluring waist, and thrust my hips rapidly. My huge penis went in and out of her tight anus, the amplitude and frequency of the thrusts increasing. My glans rained down on Su Rou's extremely excited and sensitive rectum. Two fingers gripped her erect clitoris tightly, while the other two fingers rapidly probed her vulva. Su Rou was driven mad by my passion, her previous innocence gone. She closed her eyes and cried out incoherently, "Su Rou loves... being fucked in the ass by Zhang Chu... it feels so good... waah... when I wrote to you before... I thought about... being fucked in the ass by you... waah... you have to make it up to me... fuck your senior's ass hard... ah... your vulva feels so good too... I want to lose it again..." At this moment, the eastern sea suddenly turned white, the sky abruptly changed color, gradually becoming dazzlingly white, and then red streaks began to radiate from the sea. The red grew thicker and brighter, making the clouds in the sky seem to be edged with red. Then the sun forcefully pierced through the clouds, bursting forth with radiant light. I was overwhelmed by the magnificent sight and Su Rou's continuous, breathtaking moans. If I didn't ejaculate by dawn, the excited crowd on the beach would see me.

Just then, the deep, resonant sound of the morning bell echoed from the other side of the mountain. Su Rou's fair, round, and high buttocks were particularly striking in the first rays of dawn. The all-encompassing sensory stimulation finally made me ejaculate, and the semen I had held back for over two hours flooded deep into Su Rou's anus. Su Rou screamed as her rectum was scalded; she was almost going crazy. Not only did she wrap her arms around it, but her legs also tightly gripped the vermilion pavilion pillar. Her slender waist began to writhe like a snake, and her large buttocks trembled as she continuously released her vaginal fluids. Su Rou ejaculated again and again, her clitoris erecting repeatedly, until she collapsed onto the pavilion's bench, exhausted from releasing so much fluid.

After the climax, Su Rou calmed down, recalling her painful past, and tears welled up in her eyes again. I gently stroked her tear-streaked face and kissed away her tears. "Rou Rou, you were so lewd just now. If I had met you then, would you have let me anal?" Su Rou gently punched me. "No way!" "But you clearly said that just now," I argued. "I was just talking nonsense. You seduced me, so it doesn't count." The sun rose, dyeing the sea a golden hue. Su Rou and I snuggled together and whispered sweet nothings for a while before returning to Puji Temple to meet Liu Tian.

When Liu Tian saw us return, she didn't say a word. She turned her back to us and plopped down in front of the dressing table, pouting, resting her chin on her hand, pretending to still be angry. I walked over and reached behind Liu Tian, crossing my arms to hug her chest. Her two firm breasts were full in my hands. "Alright, Miss Tian, how about we go to Peach Blossom Island now?" Liu Tian finally stopped crying and smiled. "Zhang Chu, I'm your older sister, don't be so disrespectful. You can't just dismiss me like this. Rou Rou will sleep alone tonight. You're mine tonight!" I looked helplessly at Su Rou, but Su Rou ignored me and said generously, "No problem, it's a deal." Peach Blossom Island is the seventh largest island in the Zhoushan Archipelago, facing Putuoshan and Zhujiajian across the harbor. It became famous because of the TV series "The Legend of the Condor Heroes," and is like a paradise at sea. It was already afternoon when we arrived on the island. Liu Tian, a Jin Yong fan, wanted to visit the "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" film and television city, while Su Rou and I went together to the famous Peach Blossom Valley.

Since it was not spring, there were no peach blossoms to admire, and Peach Blossom Valley was deserted. The name comes from the peach groves that grow on both banks of the upper reaches of the valley. Every spring, the intoxicating peach blossoms are the islanders' greatest fascination: the wind rustles through the treetops, petals fall in profusion, and the river seems to be dyed crimson as well. But now, the clear river still flows quietly, while the peach groves upstream are left with only desolate yellow leaves.

Su Rou and I stroll along the once lush and verdant riverbank. The sycamore trees on the bank have gradually changed color, their vast canopies piled with mottled fallen leaves. Occasionally, a gust of autumn wind blows, and one or two withered yellow leaves drift down, landing at our feet with a touch of playfulness and a touch of sadness.

I noticed that Su Rou had been carrying her small silver bag on her shoulder when she came to Peach Blossom Island today. I was about to ask her about it when I suddenly remembered something and sighed, "Rou Rou, if you had given me a hint back then, we wouldn't have waited eight years to meet again." Su Rou's clear eyes were filled with sadness. "I'm a girl with a strong sense of pride. Even though I felt I couldn't live without you back then, I wouldn't have said it before seeing you." "So we both chose to run away," I said with a touch of melancholy. Su Rou suddenly stopped and leaned against a sycamore tree, lowering her head. "Actually, the last letter you received from me wasn't the last one.

The real last letter, I wrote and kept locked in a drawer, never sent it to you." I almost jumped up. "Was that letter your true feelings back then?" Su Rou remained silent, fiddling with the hem of her clothes.

"If that letter had been sent, would things have turned out differently?" "Perhaps," "Do you regret it, Rou Rou?" "I don't regret it. Fate dictated it, why should I regret it?" I looked up at a few wisps of white clouds drifting slowly across the blue sky, listening to the rushing river and the chirping of unknown autumn insects in the grass. Withered leaves swirled in the air, and for a moment I even envied the feeling of falling leaves as if they were flying. Unfortunately, after the breeze, they eventually drifted onto the water and went away with the ceaseless flow of the river... The yellowed letter from eight years ago was now lying in Su Rou's silver pouch. She handed me the letter, and I leaned against the tree trunk, slumped down under the sycamore tree by the river, unfolded the letter, and read only one line before my vision blurred with tears... When I woke up holding Su Rou, the setting sun was already hanging obliquely in the western sky. I found myself resting my head on Su Rou's lap, her white jacket covering my body. Her legs were warm and strong. The embrace of a gentle and serene woman—wasn't that a man's paradise?

I vaguely remembered being exhausted from my pre-sunrise indulgence, and so I fell into a deep sleep under the sycamore tree by the river, in the arms of my beautiful sister. Perhaps I didn't sleep for long, but I slept soundly, just like when I was a child sleeping in my mother's arms, my dreams filled with warm sweetness. When I opened my eyes, I saw Su Rou, and the tender affection that was usually hidden in her eyes.

The evening breeze brushed my face, a chill in the air; autumn was indeed in full swing. Su Rou was only wearing a linen sundress, and she seemed to be shivering a little. I quickly sat up and draped the white jacket I was wearing back over her, a sudden, inexplicable pang of sorrow washing over me. The person I once loved most was right beside me, so why did I still feel such an unbearable loneliness and an overwhelming longing?

Scenery that usually leaves me unmoved—the rustling of leaves, the babbling of water, the shape of a cloud, the posture of a flower, the low chirping of an autumn insect—even in the stillness of the night, deeply moved me today, bringing tears to my eyes. A gentle smile, a touch of magic to all things, was enough to make me lose my normal physiological response to the world.

Su Rou beside me was like the red spider lily from eight years ago, but why did this stirring of emotion vanish so quickly?

I helped Su Rou to her feet and we walked towards the sea, following the direction of the setting sun. Just as I was about to round the hillside, for some reason, as if something had touched my soul, I turned back for a glance. There was nothing on the carpet of yellow and green leaves; only two shadows lay behind me, nestled together, stretched long, long by the setting sun… **************** ...

********** ... Su Rou didn't even bother to open her eyes. She turned over and mumbled in her sleep, "You'll regret it for life if you don't go to the ends of the earth, and you'll regret it for life once you get there. You'll see when you go." I sighed. I'm always at a loss when it comes to topics or things that women aren't interested in. Helpless, I got up, washed up, and went out. I wandered around the hotel area for a bit, then sat in a restaurant, chewing on my spaghetti while thinking about Su Rou's words, "You'll regret it for life once you get to the ends of the earth." Could it really come true? At most, it's just a trip to relieve boredom and worries. Regret for life? That seems a bit too exaggerated.

I only realized how far the ends of the earth were from Yalong Bay when I got in the taxi. It was almost like crossing the entire Sanya from the east to the west suburbs. I groaned inwardly. The car drove for almost an hour before finally stopping at our destination.

This is a scenic area covering 6 square kilometers, nestled against Maling Mountain and facing the vast South China Sea. The water is crystal clear, the waves are vast and misty, dotted with sails, swaying coconut palms, and uniquely shaped rocks, creating a seamless blend of water and sky. On the beach, there are about a hundred strangely shaped rocks of varying sizes, among which the three giant rocks known as "Tianya" (End of the Earth), "Haijiao" (Cape), and "Nantian Yizhu" (Pillar of the Southern Sky) stand out prominently, reaching towards the sky, majestic and awe-inspiring. However, the seawater and beaches here are far inferior to those of Yalong Bay and Wuzhizhou Island. No wonder they are reluctant to come; it turns out this place was once a place of exile for rebellious officials. All talk of eternity and the ends of the earth is just fleeting illusion.

I sat on the rough sand, counting the drifting clouds in the sky, when suddenly I caught a glimpse of a slender figure among the people strolling and playing in the water in the distance. It seemed vaguely familiar: from behind, she wore a gray, tight-fitting tank top and tight blue denim shorts that hugged her hips perfectly. Her long, fair legs were completely bare, and she wore silver-gray sandals. A pink, ladylike woven hat adorned her head, and her long hair cascaded over her shoulders… Was it her? Could it really be her? I felt a little dizzy. I stood up and ran towards the girl standing about 300 meters away. The closer I got, the more certain I became. I recognized those silver-gray sandals. Yes, it was her—Ning Ning, the Ning Ning I had been longing for! Ever since that fleeting glimpse outside the securities company two years ago, I had once again been overjoyed and unable to control myself at her unexpected appearance. If she turned around and saw me now, would she have the same expression?

The girl became clearer in my vision. I saw she was carrying a megaphone, explaining the history of Tianya Haijiao (End of the Earth) to a dozen or so tourists around her. I finally ran to within three meters of her, panting as I shouted her name, "Ning Ning!" Hearing the familiar call, the girl interrupted her speech, turned around in surprise, and then froze. Her face, though unadorned, was still so beautiful and delicate, yet there was no joy on her face except for surprise. My heart felt like it was being squeezed tightly. At that moment, a dozen words escaped from her cold lips: "Excuse me, sir, are you sure you haven't mistaken me for someone else?" I felt as if struck by lightning. I grabbed her hand, "Ning Ning, it's all my fault. Please forgive me, give me another chance!" Almost all the tourists were staring at us; we became the focus of attention on this beach, and the air seemed to freeze. Ning Ning pulled her hand away from mine. She seemed to notice the awkward atmosphere and realized it was inappropriate, so she said to me, "Sir, what is it? Please wait until I finish my explanation." Seeing a glimmer of hope, I tactfully stepped aside.

Only after Ning Ning finished her explanation and allowed the tourists free time did I return to her side. I dared not make any further physical contact with her, but simply leaned close and softly said, "I was really wrong, please let me explain." Ning Ning interrupted me, "I'm sorry, you don't need to explain. What you should be doing now is with your current girlfriend and cherish her. As for me, let's consider me your ex-girlfriend. I already have a new boyfriend; he treats me very well, and I love him very much. You and I are no longer relevant." My vision blurred, and I felt a little hysterical. "You are my current girlfriend, and you will be in the future. You are the only lover I will ever have in my life. People make mistakes sometimes, and a momentary lapse in judgment can lead to unforgivable errors, but you are truly the only lover I have. You said you have a new..." "Boyfriend? What's his name? Can you take me to meet him now?" Ning Ning choked up a little. "Why should I tell you his name? What does it have to do with you?" "If you don't tell me, it means you don't have a new boyfriend at all, and you still care about me. I went through so much trouble to find you in Sanya. Considering I've been looking for you for almost a month, come on, darling, let's go back to Shanghai. I sincerely apologize to you, and I will prove my promise with my actions.

Nothing like this will ever happen again, really. Without you, I'll go crazy!" Ning Ning knew my temper; when I started pestering her, she had no chance of escaping, but she remained relentless. "Looking for me? What a joke! China is so big, how would you know I'm here? Not even my parents know." I'm a master of lying, so of course I couldn't give up so easily. I certainly couldn't tell her I'd come to Sanya with two beautiful women to relax. So I forced myself to continue, "You once said you liked being a tour guide, and you've mentioned your longing for Sanya more than once, so I came here on a whim. I've been looking for almost a week in this city, inquiring at several travel agencies, and staking out countless scenic spots. Finally, I met you here today." Ning Ning knew my story was heavily exaggerated, but she had no evidence to expose my lie. She thought for a moment and said calmly, "Zhang Chu, you've made me feel cold..." "Quietly, think about our future carefully, okay? We'll meet again tomorrow and I'll tell you the result." "No, I can't let you go. I'll stay by your side and not disturb you, so you can think quietly." With free time almost up, Ning Ning had no choice but to reluctantly agree. "I need to take this group of tourists back to the hotel to rest later, but according to regulations, you can't board our tour bus. I'll contact you after I've settled them in." "Okay, give me your new phone number." "No, I'll call you from the front desk later." I knew in my heart that all resistance was futile at this point, so I had no choice but to obediently do as she instructed, but I couldn't let her escape my sight. After the tourists boarded the bus one by one, I hailed a taxi at the entrance of Tianya Haijiao and told the driver, "Follow that tour bus closely." In the taxi, I dialed Liu Tian's number, telling her that I had met Ning Ning and that they shouldn't wait for me for dinner or call my cell phone; I would contact them if anything came up. Liu Tian's voice on the phone was also filled with shock. She wanted to ask me more questions, but I was so flustered that I hung up. As for what Su Rou would think, I couldn't care less at that moment.

The car drove back to Sanya city and stopped at Dadonghai. The round trip by taxi cost me almost 200 yuan, far exceeding my budget for the day. I should have taken the bus to Tianya Haijiao. Although my cousin paid for our accommodation in Yalong Bay, I insisted on splitting the bill with Liu Tian for everything else, including food and entertainment. If I weren't so poor, I would never let a woman pay, and I didn't want Su Rou to look down on me. The 200 yuan taxi fare was a bit painful, but if I could find my lover, even if I suddenly lost everything, it would be worth it. My heart is a scale; the world is on one side, and Ning Ning is on the other.

I sat on the sofa in the hotel lobby, watching Ning Ning sway her hips as she bustled between the service counter and the tourists. When she leaned forward to sign documents at the counter, her high, rounded breasts, encased in a tight gray tank top, pressed against the surface. Her posture was beautiful; her legs, seemingly sculpted from white jade, were like exquisite works of art

. Her left knee was bent, while her right leg, straight, supported her slender figure. Her already taut right hip appeared even more prominent, its rounded curves almost bursting out of her denim shorts. A subtle change stirred within me. After two and a half hours of dramatic events, my memory seemed emptied by a giant syringe. The beautiful, alluring girl before me seemed somewhat unfamiliar, yet also strangely exciting. I let my imagination run wild, fantasizing about her bare, white, pert buttocks beneath her denim shorts, as if I'd completely forgotten what they used to look like. Would I ever see them again? Would I ever again see those two incomparably beautiful, pert buttocks that I'd once so envious of?

I knew that any lewd thoughts at that moment would be extremely dangerous for me, so I forced myself to stop peeking at her figure. My heart was pounding. Judging from Ning Ning's previous attitude, the final result would most likely be unfavorable to me. This feeling was even more tense and uneasy than waiting for my college entrance exam results. I was sure Ning Ning must have sensed my anxiety and worry too.

After a long time, the other tourists in the group left one by one with their room keys. Ning Ning finally walked towards me, sat gracefully opposite me, and lowered her head to stroke her long, slender fingers and her silver-painted nails.

I held my breath, awaiting her final judgment. She was silent for a moment, then quietly said to me, "Zhang Chu, I'll go back with you." It was like a thunderclap from the clouds; I could hardly believe my ears, and I was overjoyed again, much to my chagrin. I jumped up from the sofa like a child, wanting to hug her, but the lobby was bustling with people, so I restrained myself. I took her hand and said, "Thank you, dear Ning'er. I will definitely cherish you and love you. I will never let you suffer even the slightest grievance in this life!" I had almost never said such empty, cheesy, and meaningless sweet words and vows to Ning Ning before, but at this moment, these words came from my heart and arose spontaneously.

Ning Ning didn't seem to like my earnest promises either. Her expression was somewhat numb, showing no sign of being moved. She forced a smile, two faint dimples appearing on her delicate face, making her look gentle and serene. "It's very late today. Let's go back to my rented apartment. Tomorrow I'll quit my job here and book a flight back to Shanghai with you." Ning Ning's 180-degree turn surprised me greatly. What surprised me even more was that she didn't ask where I was staying the entire way, as if she didn't care. Or perhaps she simply didn't want to uncover this beautiful yet cruel lie?

The taxi arrived at Lanhai Garden, located at the intersection of Jinjiling Road and Binhai Avenue in Sanya Bay, only a 10-minute drive from Dadonghai Beach. Ning Ning's temporary apartment was on the 28th floor of Lanhai Garden. Sanya has many such quaint family-run guesthouses. The room contained only a small bedroom of less than 15 square meters and a bathroom. Although simply furnished, it was very bright and comfortable, decorated with cozy trinkets and ornaments characteristic of Sanya. A string of wind chimes inlaid with seashells hung in front of the bay window, clearly the private room of a young woman. Ning Ning drew back the pale purple curtains and moved aside the French windows, revealing a large open-air balcony with white carved railings, a stylish white tea table, and two white rattan chairs.

Standing on the rooftop terrace, the view was a vast expanse of blue, the setting sun casting long shadows across the sky, and the fresh sea breeze blowing in her face. Accompanied by the swaying of the wind chimes, she felt an immense sense of tranquility. Although the sea, beaches, and accommodations here were far less luxurious than those in Yalong Bay, they possessed a rustic beauty and a pure charm. She felt as if she were in a rooftop garden, truly experiencing what it meant to face the sea with spring in the air. Moreover, with her beloved girlfriend, whom she had lost and found again, by her side, how could she not feel her heart flutter?

Ning Ning stood in front of me, leaning against the railing, her hand supporting her chin as she gazed at me, her eyes sparkling with charm. Could it be that she, too, was smitten? I pulled Ning Ning into my arms, turning her back to me. My palms, through her grey tank top, caressed her proud breasts. Ning Ning let me touch her breasts, then turned her head and extended her soft, fragrant tongue, which met mine.

The sea breeze tousled her long, flowing hair, strands brushing against our cheeks. We kissed for a full minute and a half before I reluctantly released her tongue, swallowing her saliva. I felt my penis hardening, and Ning Ning clearly felt it too. She gently swayed her round hips, rubbing my glans against her tight denim shorts, first letting the head of my penis rest on her raised right buttock, then slowly swaying her hips to the right, letting the head of my penis sink into the deep cleft of her buttocks. After rubbing against the cleft for a while, she swayed to the right again, letting the head of my penis slide onto her high left buttock. She did this several times, making my blood boil.

A woman's heart is truly unfathomable, impossible to understand. I really couldn't understand why Ning Ning, who was as cold as ice to me just two hours ago, had become so passionate now.

At this moment, Ning Ning said softly, "Can I take a shower first?" I wrapped one arm around her slender waist, and slid the other hand up her cool, white thigh, kneading her full buttocks through her denim shorts. "No, I don't want you to leave me. I want to fuck you right now, to fuck you under the sunset and evening glow. Don't you like that kind of romance?" Ning Ning couldn't help but smile. "Silly boy, how could I leave you? I'm just going to take a shower; I've sweated a lot today." I held Ning Ning's waist. His hand traced upwards across her flat, toned stomach, lifting her grey tank top up to her shoulders. He then slowly dug out her firm breasts, which were barely covered by a half-cup bra, from her pink lace bra. Four fingers pinched her wide, round, light brown areolas, while his palms teased her nearly inch-long, erect nipples. He kissed her fragrant neck through her hair, which was ruffled by the sea breeze. "I just love the smell of your sweat, the primal scent!" Ning Ning's rosy breasts... Unable to resist my teasing, she reached behind her and unhooked her bra. The strapless bra that came with her tank top fell onto the wicker chair as soon as she unhooked it. She turned around shyly, cupping one of her full, alabaster breasts in her hand, and brought her erect nipple to my lips. "Zhang Chu, you're such a grown woman… don't you take the initiative… do you still want Ning'er to breastfeed you?" My heart pounded, but pretending to be a gentleman, I preferred to see her take the initiative. "This…" "I've been tormented by you for a month and I can't take care of myself anymore. I'm completely incapacitated, so Ning'er has to feed me." After saying that, she opened her mouth a crack in the air. Ning Ning's nipples, which I had been teasing, were incredibly itchy. She scoffed and helplessly cupped her firm, white right breast, using her long, slender fingers with sexy silver nail polish to grasp the bright red nipple. She first rubbed it back and forth along my upper and lower lips a few times, and only after feeling a slight relief from the itch did she put the nipple into my mouth.

The sensation was simply indescribable. I saw that Ning Ning's areola had darkened a bit due to excitement. I opened my mouth and took her entire brown areola into my mouth, teasing the sebum on the areola with my tongue. Finally, the tip of my tongue gathered around her erect, swollen nipple and sucked hard. Ning Ning let out a soft squeal of pleasure, and I quickly covered her mouth. "Be careful someone hears!" "I've been here for almost a month... the apartment next door... has never been occupied..." The Lan Hai Garden apartment Ning Ning rents is the tallest building in the area, and she lives on the top floor, in the corner unit. So, if no one lives next door, the open balcony becomes our natural enclosed private garden.

Ning Ning smoothed her long hair, which had been ruffled by the sea breeze, and then lifted her slipped tank top again, exposing her two high, firm breasts to me. She asked softly, "Is Ning'er's milk delicious?" "Of course it's delicious, but it's a pity it doesn't live up to its name. I've been sucking for ages and haven't been able to get any milk out," I said regretfully.

Ning Ning blushed and giggled, "When we have a baby, Ning'er will breastfeed you every night before bed." I became even more excited, gently biting her swollen, hard, and bright red nipple, feeling it become more and more resilient with each bite. "Of course! Your breasts are already so round and big now. Once they're full of milk, they'll be big enough to hold a boat! The baby won't be able to eat it all. He can only eat half at most, and I'll have to take care of the other half for you. But we'll save on the cost of a breast pump too." "It's not just the cost of a breast pump. Before, you had to drink a glass of milk every night, but from now on, you'll only need my milk. And I won't have to worry about engorgement pain in the future. Isn't that the best of both worlds?" Listening to Ning Ning's lewd words, I became bolder, reaching behind her and slipping my hand inside her denim shorts, caressing her smooth, split buttocks, only to discover that she was wearing a thong as thin as a cicada's wing. I spat out her wet, erect nipple. "Ning'er, you're so lewd right now, even wearing a thong!" Ning Ning's right breast had barely left my mouth when she eagerly cupped her firm, heavy left breast, bringing her bright red nipple to my lips. "My pubic hair is thick, you know. When I go swimming at the beach after work, you can vaguely see the dark shadow under my swimsuit, so I wear a thong underneath to cover it up. Ning'er's pubic hair is only for Brother Zhang Chu to see, how can anyone else see it? Ning'er's thong today is for Brother Zhang Chu to see, do you like it?" I was excited. I took her left breast, which she offered to me, into my mouth, thinking to myself, "How did you know we'd run into each other today?" After sucking for a while, I said, "I like it, of course I like it. Quickly take off your pants and let me see if Ning Ning's pubic hair has grown longer and thicker." Ning Ning obediently used both hands to pull down her tight denim shorts, which fell to her ankles, revealing a pink, semi-transparent thong underneath. Because the fabric itself was made of a mesh of needle holes, the thick, dark pubic hair distributed in an inverted triangle on Ning Ning's mons pubis was clearly visible to me. Due to the small area covered, the pubic hair on both sides grew out without restraint. Since Ning Ning shaved her pubic hair for the Swan Lake ballet, the newly grown pubic hair had become even thicker, so she hadn't dared to shave it again.

I had her sit on the white rattan chair with her legs spread apart. The narrow pink thong barely covered her vulva, and a lot of pubic hair on both sides of her labia was exposed. "Ning'er, quickly spread your pants and show your genitals to your brother." I excitedly instructed. Ning Ning was a little shy, but she still obediently reached down with her slender fingers and gently spread open the crotch of her thong, which was almost just a wide rope. After the rope was pulled to one side, her beautiful vulva covered with wet pubic hair was immediately revealed before my eyes. Her clitoris, surrounded by lush pubic hair, was already swollen and protruding forward, the head of her clitoris glowing red.

Ning Ning gently flicked her clitoral glans with her fingertips, which were painted with silver nail polish. She noticed the angle between her clitoris and mons pubis had widened; it was now almost 95 degrees, up from 85. Ning Ning's almond-shaped eyes sparkled with desire as she teased me, "Brother, look how high Ning'er's clitoris is! Do you like it?" I unzipped my pants and started stroking my penis. "Of course I like it! Your clitoris looks like it's about to vault over the bar! Let me see your little cunt again, little sister!" Ning Ning was truly a repressed slut. "Okay, whatever you want to see, little sister will let you see it all!" She slid her fingertips down, parting the pubic hair that covered her vulva, and then used two fingers to spread her labia minora open, almost to their maximum angle, forming a peach shape. Her vulva was overflowing with fluid, and the bright red flesh inside was turned outwards, shimmering in the setting sun.

Ning Ning dipped her slender fingers into her vagina, and when she pulled them out, the vaginal fluid clinging to her fingers looked like a couple of silver threads being dragged out, trailing for almost half a meter before breaking. Ning Ning smiled coquettishly at me and said leisurely, "Brother, do you want Ning'er to masturbate now? Do you want to masturbate for brother to see?" My stunningly beautiful girlfriend actually wanted to masturbate in front of me. I couldn't even speak. I sat opposite her, wide-eyed, and nodded vigorously. Ning Ning leaned back in the white rattan chair, placing her long, slender legs on the edge of the chair, her thighs almost spread apart, her knees bent, and her long, slender legs dangling in the air. Those familiar silver-gray sandals hung on her bare feet. This position stretched her vulva to its maximum, causing her pubic hair to part to both sides, and her tender pink vulva flesh contracted and expanded, with her clitoris hardened by engorgement standing above the entrance.

Ning Ning gripped her clitoris with one hand and rubbed it incessantly. The crotch of her thong scraped against her labia minora as she masturbated, moaning. Her breasts, hidden beneath her cute tank top, swayed and trembled before my eyes as she rubbed her genitals. I watched Ning Ning's beautiful masturbation performance while simultaneously stroking my penis in sync with her rhythm, trying to keep our masturbation in sync.

Soon, I saw Ning Ning's hand movements intensify. Her clitoris, which was more than half an inch long, was rubbed until it shone brightly. The clitoral foreskin was fully spread, and the color of the clitoral glans gradually changed from pink to crimson. "Ah... I can't take it anymore... Ning Ning is going to come... I'm going to cum... Brother... Ning'er is going to... cum in front of you..." Before she could finish speaking, Ning Ning let out a few soft moans, her large buttocks thrusting a few times, and gushing out streams of hot vaginal fluid from her bright red vulva, drenching her silver-nailed fingers.

Some of the vaginal fluid that hadn't been blocked by her fingers splashed onto my erect penis, feeling slippery and slightly warm. Her entire orgasm lasted for over ten seconds, with a stream of vaginal fluid shooting out almost every second. Due to the significant energy expenditure, I saw Ning Ning lick her slightly dry, dehydrated lips with her fragrant tongue, looking incredibly beautiful. But

I wasn't satisfied yet. I stood up, walked to Ning Ning's wicker chair, and roughly ripped off her pink, semi-transparent thong. I grabbed her beautiful legs and placed them on my shoulders, letting her jade-like feet swing in the air with her silver-gray sandals. Holding my hard penis, I looked at her clitoris, which was erect at a 95-degree angle above her vaginal opening. With a thrust, my penis plunged into Ning Ning's wide-open vagina. I grabbed her plump buttocks from below, lifting her lower body off the wicker chair and half-embracing her in the air. I thrust all the way in, the head of my penis slamming heavily against her cervix, and Ning Ning screamed in pleasure again.

I carried my lover and slowly walked to the balcony. With each step, I nudged her vulva, letting Ning Ning use one hand to brace herself against the carved railing, while her other hand hooked around my neck. Her plump buttocks were firmly in my grasp, and I began to thrust vigorously. In truth, my two hands couldn't fully encircle Ning Ning's incredibly elastic buttocks; I could only support the center of her buttocks. "Brother…you're so strong…you lifted me up…are your arms tired…Ning Ning feels so sorry for you…ah…you're hitting my clitoris again…this position feels so good…I want to come again…I'm going to cum for you…" After more than three hundred thrusts, Ning Ning let out a soft cry in my ear. She released the railing with her other hand and wrapped her arms around my neck, her fingertips digging deeply into my shoulders. Her large buttocks, held in my hands, twisted wildly, and hot vaginal fluid spurted directly onto my glans, continuously drenching it.

Ning Ning was truly both slutty and wanton; with each intense wave of pleasure, the usually quiet Ning Ning cried out loudly.

I lifted her plump buttocks even higher and continued to thrust forcefully from below, each time penetrating her cervix. Ning Ning was truly at the peak of pleasure, her vaginal fluids gushing out again and again, flowing from her anus all the way down to her toes painted with silver nail polish.

"Ugh..." Ning Ning's ejaculation finally stopped, but by then I had lost control. I thrust my huge glans deep into the warm depths of Ning Ning's vagina, the sensitive urethral opening clinging tightly to the tender flesh of her clitoris. My penis seemed to tremble several times on its own, and streams of thick, hot semen shot straight into the depths of the pure young girl's vagina.

I continued to ejaculate, my body trembling incessantly. Ning Ning also writhed and trembled with ecstasy, continuously ejaculating vaginal fluids. The powerful spray of semen sent Ning Ning to heaven once more, her continuous vaginal fluids spraying out forcefully, clashing with my semen, almost causing my semen to overflow.

"Can I take a shower now?" Ning Ning asked tactfully. I slumped into the wicker chair. "Sure, I'll rest for a bit and shower with you." "Tch, who needs you to shower with me?" Ning Ning, having just ejaculated, seemed to become cold towards me again. She pulled her gray tank top up to her navel to cover her breasts, grabbed her denim shorts, pink bra, and thong, and without even glancing at me, turned and walked lightly into the bedroom. I

was a little anxious. I couldn't afford to give up now. I thought to myself, but I just couldn't move my legs. I watched her sway her hips as she walked in, her bare bottom exposed, and I couldn't help but be a little mesmerized. Because Ning Ning had a good dance background, her walking posture was particularly beautiful. When we went shopping together, I often liked to walk behind her, admiring the rhythm of her hips swaying. Every time I took her home, after we parted ways on the street, I would watch her back, or rather, her back, until she turned into the building. But this was the first time I'd ever seen her walk gracefully before me, her bare buttocks exposed. Her figure was elegant and alluring, her slender waist causing her shapely hips to sway rhythmically. With each step, even with her thighs together, I could still see glimpses of dark pubic hair peeking through her buttocks. Her long, white inner thighs were covered in the secretions of both of us, making her look exceptionally lewd. It wasn't

until Ning Ning walked through the bedroom and into the bathroom, kicking out her two silver-gray sandals one after the other, that I snapped out of my daze. By the time I caught up, she had already locked the bathroom door. I pounded on the door from the outside. "Ning Ning, let me in! I'm covered in sweat, it's so uncomfortable!" I could already hear the showerhead running. Ning Ning giggled inside. "Wait until I'm done before you shower!" "No, I want to shower with you," I insisted. "I have a condition: while I'm showering, you have to kneel in front of me and lick me until I come, then you can get up!" I thought to myself, this little vixen is going to punish me, but it's only right that she punishes me. This way, I'll actually feel better, especially since it's a gigolo job. I immediately agreed.

Ning Ning then unlocked the door, and I pushed it open and went in. The bathroom was quite simple, without a bathtub, only a shower room, but it looked exceptionally clean. The walls were covered with azure glass mosaic tiles, and below were lake blue wave-patterned floor tiles. The shower room was quite large, more than enough for two people. I quickly stripped off my clothes and went into the shower room. Ning Ning had already turned on the large showerhead above her, and the warm water jets poured down like a waterfall, cascading over her smooth, satin-like skin. The water jets gathered into trickling streams, flowing down her shapely curves and then breaking into glistening dewdrops.

She stood in the misty spray, like a fairy dancing on the water. I reached out and put my arm around her slender waist, wanting to kiss her, but she covered my mouth with her hand, playfully scolding me. "Someone in front of me is peeing, why are you in such a hurry?" "How much did you pee?" I asked curiously, breathing hot air onto her delicate little hand. "Of course I pee a lot. I've been holding it in since I saw you at the beach this afternoon. I wanted to go to the bathroom when I got back, but you wouldn't let me go. Several times when I ejaculated, I felt so full down there, I almost couldn't hold it in." I gently moved her body until the straight stream of water was directly washing over her delicate nipples. The hot water made the sebum on her areolas protrude, making her nipples appear even more erect and perky. I got excited and almost forgot the gentleman's agreement I signed with Ning Ning before entering. I hurriedly bent my knees and knelt on the splashing blue, wave-like floor tiles, tilting my head back to look at the naked, slender, and graceful beauty. "Ning Ning, you little slut, quickly spread your legs so I can lick your pussy properly." Ning Ning seemed to want to torment me a little longer, keeping her legs tightly together, only revealing a dark, inverted triangle. She gently combed her wet, flowing black hair with her slender fingers and said slowly, "I'm not a little slut, I'm a great lady." Actually, Ning Ning was right. Before, whether at school or at the company, everyone who had seen her described her as a graceful lady. But I knew she was deliberately teasing me now, and I couldn't let her get away with it. So I reached my fingers behind her back, spun them a few times, and like a top, spun them into her deep anus. After inserting them, my fingers continued to rotate like a drill. Ning Ning closed her starry eyes, enjoying the immense pleasure, but her legs remained stubbornly still, refusing to separate. Helpless, I turned her body around, making her turn 180 degrees so that her high, round buttocks faced me. I forcefully spread Ning Ning's two plump buttocks apart with both hands, her anus, blooming like a chrysanthemum, fully open. I brought my chin close to her buttocks cleft, and stuck out my tongue to her anus. It tasted fragrant, delicate, and particularly elastic. I remembered that it had been almost a month since I had anal sex with Ning Ning, and her anus was undoubtedly much tighter now.

I used every trick in the book, grabbing her plump, white buttocks and sucking on her entire anus, including her delicate anal hairs, while teasing her deep rectum with my tongue. Not satisfied, I puffed out my cheeks and blew hot air into Ning Ning's anus, making popping sounds. Ning Ning excitedly rubbed her nipples with her fingertips, giggling, her trembling breasts shaking along with the sound. "Ugh, that sounds awful, like that...you know what sound," I occasionally uttered. "Doesn't it sound like a lady farting?" "Tch, Ning Ning never farts," she paused, blushing, "At least I never fart in front of others... Ah... Zhang Chu... You're so good at this... Licking someone's asshole... It feels so good... I haven't had my asshole done in so long... I miss your big cock... Can you let me fuck Ning Ning's asshole later?" I looked up at her slyly, "Oh, our lady is so slutty, actually begging her brother to fuck her." "Your asshole's there, but I made a gentleman's agreement with you, I can't stand up until you lick it out, okay? I'm a man of my word, I can't break my promise to a beautiful woman." Ning Ning couldn't persuade me, so she spread her legs, gracefully straddling my head and then stopping, standing with her wet, grassy vulva facing my head, calling out sweetly, "Brother Zhang Chu, your beautiful sister is facing you with her cunt, hurry up and lick your beautiful sister out, hurry up..." I had never stood at such an angle before, or rather, kneeling at such an angle to appreciate Ning Ning's genitals in such a close-up: her two bright labia opened outwards like two screens as she straddled me, revealing pink flesh covered in vaginal fluid, surrounded by thick black pubic hair, which hung neatly downwards as the hot water from the showerhead flowed down, as if covered with black frost, and the bright red clitoris at the very front of her vulva stood upright and hung down.

I felt my blood boiling as the hot water washed over me, but I resisted the temptation of the visual feast before me. "Don't rush, my lady, my knees aren't sore yet. Let's take it slow." Ning Ning was already aroused and couldn't hold back any longer. She swayed her big buttocks, her plump flesh rubbing against my cheekbone. She stroked her clitoris with her jade fingers. "I'm your little slut now... your little whore... good brother, lick me... brother, you must be in pain from kneeling... Ning'er feels so sorry for you... hurry up and get Ning'er out... then you can stand up... ah..." I hardened my heart, admiring the erotic scene before me, leaning back and supporting myself with my hands to reduce the burden on my knees, trying to remain unmoved. Helpless, Ning Ning squatted down slightly, offering her wet, hairy vulva to my mouth. It rubbed against my lips, a few hairs playfully darting into my nostrils, making me itch and almost sneeze. I opened my mouth, and her plump labia slid in. Hot water from the shower, flowing over her body, mingled with her vaginal fluids, filling my mouth with a faint, slightly musky scent.

I opened my mouth, sticking out my tongue, completely surrendering control to Ning Ning. She used one hand to support her parted labia, twisting her hips, letting her bright red vulva rub against my tongue. Because I hadn't shaved properly, she rubbed her erect clitoris against my rough, hard chin, her vulva feeling the softness of my tongue while her sensitive clitoral head felt the sharp barbs on my chin.

Ning Ning's alluring pose completely drove me to lose my mind. The sensation of her rosy nipples rubbing against my glans caused my ejaculation to erupt uncontrollably, scalding semen shooting out in streams. Ning Ning hadn't expected me to ejaculate so quickly. After two streams of semen landed on her areolas, she quickly lowered her head and took my penis into her mouth, the remaining semen flowing into her lips. After a long while, once I had finished, Ning Ning pouted, sticking out her snow-white tongue and smiling sweetly at me. She then swallowed my semen along with some remaining vaginal fluid I had previously transferred to her.

Ning Ning stood up and helped me and herself wash up completely again. After drying ourselves, she pulled me into the bedroom, her bare bottom exposed. She obediently lay down on the single bed, sticking her round buttocks up. Her long, flowing hair and the pubic hair peeking out from between her buttocks were wet. Ning Ning turned her head and looked at me with her clear eyes. "Brother Zhang Chu, can I fuck Ning'er's asshole now?" Looking at the beautiful Ning'er's slender waist and her round, snowy buttocks, my penis, which had just ejaculated, immediately became hard again. But I wanted to try a new position. I climbed onto the bed, lay down next to Ning Ning, my body draped over the edge of the bed, my penis raised high. "Good Ning'er," "Move it yourself." Ning Ning gently swayed her high buttocks, looking back at me blankly. "How can I move it myself?" "Silly Ning'er, use your asshole to fuck my cock." "You're so naughty, even when I fuck your asshole, I have to take the initiative." Ning Ning scolded me lightly, but she had already straddled me. First, she rubbed her wet, slit-like vulva against my glans a few times, then smeared her own juices around the head of my penis. Next, she inserted two fingers into her vagina, dipped them in her juices, and spread her anus open. The elastic anal flesh was spread to both sides. She evenly smeared the juices on her fingers around her anus, and then slowly sat down with her light brown anus aligned with my glans.

Because this position was very difficult, and Ning Ning and I hadn't had anal sex for a month, her anus was undoubtedly much tighter. I tried many times, but my glans kept circling around her anus, making it really difficult to enter. Her anal hair, however, made my urethral opening very itchy, although her anal hair was much lighter than Liu Tian's.

Ning Ning could only lean back, her hands bracing against the bed, her body tilted at a 45-degree angle towards me. She pleaded for help, "Help me, Zhang Chu, help me get it in." How could I be so insensitive at this moment? Ning Ning's position was now fixed, her small anus swaying slightly above the head of my penis. I forcefully spread her anal muscles in all directions, and gently patted her plump buttocks behind my penis, signaling her to sit down. Ning Ning bit her lower lip tightly and slowly sat down. Thanks to her own vaginal fluids, it went in completely. Ning Ning's anal canal was already very elastic, the tender flesh inside her rectum tight and soft. She and I had almost reached the point where anal sex didn't need any lubricant. Although this position was strange, with lubrication, it was completely unobstructed.

I let Ning Ning move her big buttocks up and down, watching her fair and round plump buttocks rise and fall. I thought back to when Ning Ning was signing at the counter in the lobby of Dadonghai, wearing tight denim shorts, and I thought I would never see such a beautiful buttocks again in this life. But now, this exquisite buttocks are completely exposed in front of me without any cover. It's so close yet so far. What have I done to deserve being favored by Lady Luck so many times?

Because of her 45-degree backward lean, her wet, flowing hair almost reached her buttocks. Her jet-black hair, shimmering after her bath, contrasted sharply with her snow-white skin. I couldn't help but ask, "Ning'er, you've been sunbathing in Sanya for a month, how come you haven't gotten a tan at all?" Ning Ning continued to move her big buttocks up and down, her anus swallowing and spitting out my penis, the tender flesh inside her anus intimately surrounding and caressing my shaft. "Tch, do you think I'm like you... I'm naturally beautiful... no matter how much sun I get... I'm still so white... Ah... fucking myself... feels so good... Zhang Chu... does Ning'er's anus... feel good when I fuck you...?" The bed in the bedroom was right next to the floor-to-ceiling window, the curtains still open, and the shimmering blue sea was laid out before us: tall and handsome coconut trees, their jade-like crowns swaying in the sea breeze from time to time, and white gulls flying low over the azure sea, making one worry that their white wingtips would be dyed blue by the seawater. The fine sand on Sanya Bay beach, like jade dust and silver powder, shimmered and sparkled, softly and warmly embracing people's feet. The setting sun, nearing the horizon, shook off its crimson and vermilion hues, shattering them on the sea and splashing countless dazzling points of light. Thus, both sky and sea were infected by its joyful smile, merging into a vibrant golden-red hue. (

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