My cousin is pregnant.

When I turned around, my cousin was taking off her navy uniform. I watched her take off her blue wool blouse and then her short skirt. I loved watching her undress from a distance. Sitting on the bed with her legs slightly apart, head down, hands reaching for the zipper on her skirt on her right side, every gesture of her body language spoke volumes about her longing for love.

Sometimes, when the zipper wouldn't open, she would blush and look up at me, her eyes clearly pleading for my help. At these times, I would usually stride in with the air of a rooster, appearing before this little woman with the air of a hero, deftly unzipping the skirt and ripping it off with a whoosh, displaying my masculinity, confidence, and charm.

This time, she still seemed unable to manage on her own. It was time for me to step in again. What was there to be polite about? My

cousin, her skirt pulled off, lay on her back on the bed, eyes half-open, her body writhing. I went over and yanked down her panties, then she obediently turned her back to me. With a quick probe of three fingers, the clasp of her bra popped open. As she turned, I grasped one of her breasts, pressing my palm against it and gently kneading the nipple between my index and middle fingers.

I leaned down and nibbled on her earlobe, breathing warm air into it. Her ears were a sensitive spot for my cousin; whenever I bit them, she would instantly go weak. I switched breasts and pinched the other nipple, gently rubbing it with my fingertips, while simultaneously releasing her earlobe and licking her ear canal with my tongue,

desperately trying to penetrate it. My cousin shook her head frantically, trying to avoid my tongue, but it was relentless. She moaned and turned away, so I kissed her neck. My cousin was very clean and loved wearing perfume; I smelled a rich blend of her natural scent and floral fragrance.

I opened my mouth and took her trachea into my mouth, gently biting down with my teeth. She cried out, and I could feel the vibrations from her vocal cords through my lips and teeth. One hand kneaded her breasts, while the other grasped half of her buttocks, squeezing and biting hard two or three times before I released her and stood up. I grabbed

a blanket and covered her, tucking the corners in as I said, "Oh, I forgot, you're pregnant now, I can't touch you anymore. Get some sleep, I'll call you for dinner." I stood up and walked towards the door.

Unsurprisingly, a pillow flew onto the back of my head. "Get out, and never touch me again!" I laughed triumphantly, turning and pounced on the bed. My cousin stretched her snow-white thighs out from under the covers to kick me, but I grabbed her and pinned her down, pulling her into a tight embrace and kissing her cheeks. My cousin kicked wildly under the covers, her little hands pinching and punching my shoulders and back, turning her neck to stop me from kissing her face. But I managed to catch her face and kissed it firmly a few times. Then she turned her head and bit a piece of my shoulder, refusing to let go.

I lay on top of her, no longer moving, just holding her, letting her bite, letting her bite, occasionally kissing her hairline, my hands gently stroking her smooth back. The room was quiet for a moment. The afternoon sun lazily shone through the window onto the floor, and dust particles danced in the light, shyly peeking at the two lovers.

"Sis, give me a boy."

The force of her teeth gradually faded, and she finally reached out and hugged my neck, her little face pressed tightly against my cheek, not saying a word, just quietly holding me. The two of them embraced quietly, feeling the tranquility of the afternoon with their bodies and hearts, experiencing the love and affection flowing in each other's blood... I held my sister and gently swayed my body, humming a childhood lullaby intermittently:

"The flowers in the fields are blooming,

the fish in the river are swimming,

the willow branches in the wind are sleeping,

the clouds in the sky are drifting away..."

I sang it softly again and again, and my little sister from childhood seemed to run towards me in my memory with the song.

"Brother, can I meet you again in the next life?" Although I couldn't see her tears, I could hear that she was crying.

That day, when I took off my clothes and parted my cousin's legs, she was already covered in mud. I knelt between her legs and bent down to lick her little treasure, which tasted a little salty and had the scent of ripe apples. With each lick, my cousin's body twisted in longing, and when I held her entire snowy buttocks in my hands and began to lick her little anus, she threw her head back and groaned loudly.

My cousin's anus was very clean, pink, and I never had to worry about any odor when I touched it. The delicate folds opened and closed like little flowers as my tongue explored it. After licking the outside of her anus a few times, I began to probe inside with my tongue, relentlessly venturing into her rectum, going as deep as possible.

This stimulation made my cousin's moans several times louder, and she pressed her little feet on my shoulders, trying desperately to push me away.

After licking for a while, I lay on top of my cousin and whispered in her ear, "Sis, help me." My cousin's hand moved down to my penis, guiding it to her vaginal opening and inserting the head of my penis. I felt that only half of the head was inside, so I thrust my hips down, and my penis smoothly entered my cousin's body. My cousin tilted her head back and let out a silent "ah," then hugged me tightly.

The sunlight shone on my back, warm and cozy, and beads of sweat slid down my skin onto the beautiful woman beneath me.

I moved with the slightest, gentle movement. She was pregnant, and I was afraid of hurting her. She was my love, and I cherished her dearly… What are heaven and earth? What are happiness and joy? What are men and women? And what are you and me?

Who can tell me…?

[The End]

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