Romantic encounters in other places

After graduation, I stayed at a company in Jinan. The company was basically a small shop with seven or eight employees. Because I was a young man, I was assigned to sales, occasionally traveling within the province for short-term deliveries. The company wasn't large, but women made up more than half the staff. The two older women were obviously nearing fifty, handling finances, and the other was thirty-nine, the cashier. I had no interest in them. There were two younger women, the kind I'd assumed were recent graduates, the aloof type, whom I looked down on. Then there was a woman named Jing, 28, whom I had a crush on. But "young" isn't quite accurate; she was married and had given birth a year ago, yet her figure remained perfect. She was quite slender, 166cm tall and weighing less than 100 pounds. The only change after childbirth was that her breasts were rounder. Combined with her pretty face, she became even more alluring. During work hours, the office wasn't too busy. When the boss wasn't around, it was our time to chat. There were few employees, so we actually got along quite well. There were more women, especially two older ones, who always talked about adult topics. They didn't seem to mind me, probably because I'm handsome and good at pleasing them. Actually, I really wanted to use their conversation to tease Jing. We sat across from each other, and we both liked each other. Once, someone mentioned Hui Ren Shen Bao (a traditional Chinese medicine for kidney health), with its famous phrase "It's good for him, it's good for me." Out of boredom, they started offering their interpretations. The two older women thought it was an implication, referring to sex, and that it could increase a man's libido and make sex more frequent. But Jing said that she actually meant the quality was high every time. I interjected, "I agree with Sister Wang (Jing's surname)'s opinion. The good thing is that the quality is good every time, the duration is longer, it's longer but not soft, the waist is stronger, so the frequency is higher, and you feel better." The older women, seeing me speaking in Jing's favor, all nodded, which made Jing embarrassed. She glanced at me sideways. I lowered my voice and said to Jing, "Actually, normal people wouldn't buy that food. They're so grateful to me, how could they lose out?" Jing's face flushed slightly, and she scolded me playfully, "Who asked you how?" "Okay." I said, "Sister Wang, your definition of it is so accurate, has your husband done it?" Jing hesitated for a moment, and seeing that I was staring at her, she nodded slightly. I said, "Damn, Sister Wang, aren't you demanding too much of your husband? You've made Brother Zhang (Jing's husband's surname is Zhang) suffer. Tell me, how many times a day?" Seeing that she ignored me, I quickly flattered her, "Good sister, tell me, let me learn some experience, tell me." Jing replied, "Do you think it's like you? We only do it once a week." "I said, that's too unfair to you, you should eat it." I said, "Chinese people are really suffering. If we were in America, we would definitely have to reorganize our resources." Jing said, "Reorganize what?" I grinned mischievously and said, "You're suffering, so I'll make up for it. Anyway, I'm already feeling the pinch." Jing glared at me and playfully threw a book at me. I stood up and quickly dodged, my little brother below already standing tall, a Mongolian yurt high through my pants. Jing hit it, saw it, rolled her eyes at me, and said, "You little rascal." Finally, one day in late March, a customer in Zibo wanted a batch of our goods, cash on delivery. We had to deliver to their factory quickly, as Zibo is only 100 kilometers from Jinan, and the shipment was quite large. My supervisor, who was away on business, instructed me to drive the delivery, but I was the only man at home, and unloading the goods upon receiving payment was inconvenient. So I asked my supervisor, who replied that Jing should accompany me. So, after Jing called home, we quickly set off. The journey was smooth, and we chatted freely. I only remember Jing asking me, "Someone as lecherous as you, do you ever go to prostitutes when you go on business trips?" I said, "Sister Wang, we absolutely can't go to prostitutes, it's too unclean. Besides, we register our accommodations with our ID cards; it's not good to get caught in the act. Even if a prostitute gets caught later, she can tell me which day, place, and who she slept with, and she can find me using my ID card." Everything was too unsafe, mainly because I was afraid of STDs. My penis is very picky about what it takes, and I wanted to use it for a few more years. At that moment, I noticed Jing subconsciously glance at my crotch. Her face turned red. Silence fell. Either I would explode in the silence or perish in it. My resolve to sleep with her strengthened, to sleep with a familiar young woman, a young woman I had longed for. After arriving in Zibo, around 1 PM, we ate something quick. After the goods arrived at the factory, things didn't go smoothly. By the time we finished inspecting the goods, it was already 4 PM. And when we went to the finance department, the bank draft could only be processed the next day. Hey, a blessing from heaven, the opportunity had arrived. Jing used my phone to call home and said she wouldn't be going. I specifically found a slightly upscale hotel, registered, and booked two rooms. After dinner, Jing stayed in my room watching TV. Because the hotel room was extremely hot, I only wore thermal underwear. Jing also took off her coat, revealing a thin mesh sweater underneath, through which her white bra was faintly visible. Women who have given birth often have unusually large breasts, resembling two Mount Fujis. I lay on the bed while Jing sat on the bed opposite mine, and naturally, the topic turned to sex. However, Jing wasn't as open as she is at home, appearing somewhat reserved. The conversation drifted off, and when we discussed our views on sex, I deliberately provoked her, saying that it's just a matter of sex between men and women, really just a thin veil. As long as both are willing and happy, sex is innocent. If I'm really feeling pent-up, I'll take care of it myself. What's the difference between that and finding someone else to have sex with? As long as it's for sexual pleasure and doesn't interfere with each other's lives, what's wrong with that? Seeing her lower her head in silence, biting her lower lip repeatedly, I continued, "Look at your sister Wang. At home, her husband sees and touches her all the time. When she goes out, she pretends to be virtuous, but she still gets all the same things. Why be so hypocritical? It's not like there's a perfect key and lock." She should have understood by now. I'm not like you; I resolve things on impulse, though mostly I handle them myself. At this moment, Jing had no interest in watching TV. She turned her head to the side and timidly whispered, "How do you solve this yourself?" At this moment, I saw her face flush, her chest became noticeably higher, and her legs were working hard. I quickly said, "Want to see? I'll demonstrate for you." I jumped off the bed, my penis already rock hard, my long underwear was so tight it could only reach my navel. I stood in front of her, pulled out my penis, probably because I had been holding it in for too long, it was unusually big today, the big head was shining, swaying in front of her, I could clearly feel her rapid breathing. She quickly turned her head to look, laughed and said, "Pah, who cares?" and turned her head to the inside, I said, "I don't need to take kidney tonic." She laughed and turned back, casually saying, "Go away," and tried to hit me with her hand. I was already out of control, so I pushed her down on the bed. She was somewhat half-hearted, my big penis was right on her triangle area, through the thin fabric I could feel her already hot and bothered area through her pants. She covered her chest with her hands, but I forcefully spread them apart and raised them. At this moment, my penis almost bore my entire weight, pressing against her warm vulva, separated only by a layer of pants. She obediently didn't move. I said, "As long as you're here, I won't take care of it myself." She stared at me with wide eyes and said, "Hmph, you'll get off easy today." I ran my hand across her chest a couple of times, then suddenly lifted her inconvenient outer garment at her waist and forcefully ripped off her bra, revealing both... The large, fleshy mound jumped out, and she let out a soft moan. I was already a little excited. I grabbed one with one hand, using my thumb to stimulate the slightly dim nipple, and quickly bit the other nipple with my mouth. At this moment, Jing made some sounds, as if she was constantly inhaling and letting out soft moans, her body heaving. In no time, I stripped naked. She smiled and said, "Was that quick?" I pulled down her jeans, revealing white /marathonkeyluxuryrentals.The video shows a mature woman from Northeast China having sex with her underwear. Wow, it's completely soaked. I gently pulled it down with my teeth, removing her pants along with it. At this point, she was only wearing a white bra draped over her neck. I didn't have time to care about her upper body anymore and quickly reached out to grab her mons pubis. Some fluid had already soaked down her thighs. Her pubic hair wasn't very thick, but there was a lot of fluid. I tried to find her clitoris with my tongue, and she started to flinch. I grabbed her hips, which made her even more excited. Her genitals were trembling, and she kept making "ah...ah..." sounds, not quite supporting the man, but it seemed like she was saying "no, no." Her labia were slightly everted, probably because she had just given birth, but there was so much fluid that it had already soaked the sheets. I sucked hard, and her whole body was shaking. Ah…. Ah. . Ask. . Please, don't do this. . Yeah, me. . I can’t stand it, oh, oh, oh, ah…. . My wife had already entered the state, so I quickly knelt down in front of her, grabbed my penis with my hands, followed her slit, and rubbed it up and down, ah... Ah…. Ah. . She screamed louder and seemed to have forgotten the location. I stood the ghost head full of cum, stood upright at her hole for a long time, and inserted a little of the ghost head into her vagina, because I liked to see her expression when my big cock suddenly penetrated with all its strength. At this time, I tried my best to penetrate it, but maybe it was too hard, and her vagina was too moist, without any resistance, so it hurt a little when my balls hit her vagina. This sudden foreign object made her unexpected. The moment I inserted it, she had a big mouth, ah... almost her upper body moved, I liked the feeling of her, she hugged me, and she didn't know how to express her care in her mouth. She kept moaning "Ah... Ah..." as my large penis thrust in and out of her vagina. She responded with equal rhythm. Her vagina was a little loose, perhaps due to lubrication issues, because each time I pulled out, air bubbles escaped, making a "plop, plop" sound as I hit her vulva. She was completely aroused, her legs moving with unrestrained abandon. I had never imagined that a woman in heat could have such expressive features and such loud moans. Several times I tried to cover her mouth, but she turned her head away. "Mmm... Ah... Ah... Ah... Deeper, deeper, mmm... You... Hurry up... Ah..." I suddenly pulled completely out of her vagina. She desperately opened her eyes wide and grabbed my crotch, trying to push me further in. I said, "Baby, keep it down, there are people in the hallway." She only had the strength to nod. I flipped her over, and she understood perfectly, turning her buttocks up and her head towards me. I smiled at her, thrusting my hips forward, and with a "plop," I began a rapid piston-like motion. Her little pussy started to writhe uncontrollably. Her buttocks were absolutely exquisite, full but not bloated, allowing my penis to be almost completely inserted. Her moans were still so hot… her vagina was radiating heat, and I felt the urge to ejaculate. I pulled out, adopting a frontal position so I could penetrate deeply when I ejaculated. She almost cried out for me to penetrate her again. I entered her again, at full speed, to prolong the time my penis was inside her. Ah… I thrust all the way in, pressing on her lower abdomen with my hand. I could feel her cervix. She cried out loudly too. Finally, I ejaculated all my semen. Her vagina contracted slightly, whether from excitement or intentional, I climbed on top of her. She wouldn't let my penis out until it slid out on its own. There was still white semen staining the sheets. She didn't go to her room to rest; we stayed together. Whenever my penis got hard, I would have it, each time longer than the last. In the final moments of excitement, she would suck on it, ah… ah… enough… enough… I'm full… ah… ah… ah… We did it four times that day. She cried all night long. We didn't do anything inappropriate; we remained colleagues, ensuring each other's well-being. That's the allure of passion.

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