How can the word "steal" possibly describe it?

It was last July. I had just started working at a company, and my boss hadn't given me much work yet. My work hours were quite relaxed, so I spent most of my time online. I was a 25-year-old college graduate, and people said I looked a lot like the Hong Kong movie star Lawrence Ng, the refined and cultured type.

Because I was always chatting with girls under 25, I felt incredibly bored. One day, I suddenly wanted to chat with someone older, so I used my QQ membership to specifically search for women over 30 in Guangdong. A username caught my eye: "Lonely Night." I thought she must be a complaining woman, so I added her. But after five attempts, she rejected me each time, which made me even more curious. I sent her

another message: "Give me a reason for rejecting me."

She typed two words: "Too young."

"How do you know I'm too young if you haven't seen me in person? :)" I said. "I meant you're too young, and I don't know what to talk to you about." She replied, "I didn't say I was small in any other way. Age isn't a problem." "And then there's me, I'm 1.78 meters tall, I'm so tall :)"

She added me, and later she told me it was because I'm 1.78 meters tall that she likes tall men, since she's 1.70 meters tall.

We chatted online for an entire afternoon that day, and by the time I was almost off work, I realized I was starting to feel attached to her. During that afternoon, I told her about my alma mater, my workplace, my photos, and even my dating history, but I knew nothing about her. When I asked her, she always said, "My story is nothing to brag about."

Filled with longing for her, I logged off the internet. I was staying at a relative's house at the time, and although I had a laptop, I didn't want to keep using their phone to go online. So, in the evening, I went to an internet cafe to see if she was online. When I turned on the computer, I found she was online. I said, "I missed you, so I came to see you."

She said, "Really? I'm playing cards. I'll chat

with you later." I waited, never expecting that after that night, our relationship would take a qualitative leap...

Half an hour later, she came back and started chatting with me. She didn't type very fast, but I could tell she was a meticulous person because she didn't make a single typo in our chat.

That night, she wasn't in a good mood, so she answered whatever I asked. Later, I mustered up the courage to ask her some questions about herself, and she answered truthfully.

She was a 31-year-old woman with a 3-year-old child, didn't work, and spent all her time at home online. Of course, she was a beautiful woman; I was sure of that, although she never described what she looked like.

She doesn't need to work, which means she's well-off. In Shenzhen, I know that a woman who marries well is definitely beautiful. The male-to-female ratio in Shenzhen is 1:9, so only exceptionally outstanding women can marry well.

I mentally sketched her image, my heart pounding as I sat in front of the computer, but she chatted with me casually…

I asked her if she was happy with her husband. She said, “It used to be great, but now there's no passion, only familial affection, like the relationship between my left and right hands.

” “Don't you want to have an extramarital affair?” I asked. “I do, but I don't dare.” She said, “No one will know, like with me.” I boldly said, “I wouldn't do it with you, you're still a child, but I really like Wu Qihua.” She said, “What do you like about him?” “

I think he has a very aristocratic air about him, and he's very refined. I like refined men.

I am one, everyone says I'm very refined, I'm the most handsome guy in the company!” To promote myself, I said a lot of things that made me want to vomit. But to be honest, in the company, if I claim to be second, no one dares to claim to be first.

"You're so outstanding, don't you have a girlfriend?"

"I have a girlfriend, the kind we're going to marry, so I want to find a married woman to be my lover. Although I've only chatted with you for a few hours, I've decided on you, I'm determined to have you, you definitely won't regret it, believe me."

"You're too confident, how can you want me?"

(2)

I want you to fall in love with me, I want you to know what passionate love is. "After I finished typing this line, it was like a bet. Otherwise, she would never talk to me again, and if she did talk to me, she would be mine sooner or later... I waited...

She didn't reply for a long time. I thought, it's over, she's ignoring me. I lit a cigarette and found that I had fallen in love with myself first. I found that I really wanted to see her and have her.

She was still just a virtual shadow to me. I'm in an online relationship? So fast? I'm just thinking about her." She's too perfect in front of me. She's just a young married woman, maybe even overweight. I reminded myself, if she doesn't respond, fine. In ten minutes, if she still doesn't reply, I'll log off and go find my girlfriend, Wenwen.

Wenwen's family is very strict; we rarely live together. She doesn't seem to like sex much; it's always dry. The last time we had sex was two months ago. So, sometimes I feel really pent up, so I go to the gym and hit the punching bag. I won't go home to sleep until I'm completely exhausted. When I have nothing else to do... I was just browsing online.

Three months ago, I met a 25-year-old woman online who worked as a clerk in Luohu. When we met in person, I was very disappointed. She was very kind to me, not only paying the bill first but also insisting that I come to her place. She lived alone in a studio apartment, and I thought it was just a one-time thing, so I went with her. As soon as we entered, she poured me a glass of wine and said it was too hot to take a shower.

I sat in the living room with nothing to do, so I turned on the TV. It was connected to a VCD player and playing an adult film. The scenes made my blood boil, and my penis stood up straight without warning. I thought... Even if she were a sow, I'd still fuck her tonight. I eagerly awaited her coming out…

She did, wearing a transparent nightgown, no underwear. Her attire was exactly what I expected, since we'd done it online several times. I swallowed hard, pulled her close, and kissed her. At that moment, I felt no love, only a primal urge to release.

She sat on me, and I cupped her breast in one hand. Her breasts weren't very big, and her nipples were pink, which was rather cute—perhaps the cutest part of her body. I bit her nipple, and she let out a soft moan. My other hand gently stroked her clitoris, and her juices slowly flowed from her vulva, wetting my hand. I pulled down my pants and inserted my penis into her. She cried out in pleasure, moving frantically on top of me, her small breasts swaying. I carried her to the sofa and began thrusting into her. She cried out loudly… The noise was so loud I had to cover her mouth. Then, I made her lie face down on the sofa, and I penetrated her from behind for a long time before finally ejaculating.

Afterwards, she kept calling me, but I always told her I was on a business trip and didn't want to see her or have sex with her anymore. Having sex with a woman you don't love is meaningless; it's no different from being an animal.

"Are you still there?" I was about to log off, because it had been almost 10 minutes, when she sent me a message. "I was just putting the kids to sleep, I'm free now," she replied, implying she was available. I was overjoyed, secretly thinking this time I had a chance…

"How long has it been since you last kissed?" I asked, thinking that whatever I said tonight, she wouldn't dislike me.

"Three years."

"My god, poor lonely woman, I will definitely kiss you carefully and tenderly, kiss every inch of your skin."

"Really? What if I don't let you kiss me? :)"

"No, if you see me, you'll kiss me first." "I never kiss anyone first. Who do you think you are? You seem a bit overconfident. Those online friends you met who kissed you first must have never seen a man before. :)

When are you going to see me?" I asked, wanting to know where she'd meet me. She asked, "Let's go to Sanya this weekend, stay in a hotel by the sea, and wait for each other at the Sanya airport or the hotel on weekend nights." She asked

, "What if one of us has an emergency and can't come?"

I said, "Then let's stay at a hotel in Shenzhen.

" She said, "I won't go to a bad hotel. :)

" I said, "Of course it has to be at least four-star, how about Yalan Hotel in Dameisha? Full sea view."

She said, "Too far, too inconvenient."

I said, "Then let's go to Nanhai in Shekou."

She said, "Okay."

I said, "Really? I haven't been with a woman for two months, I'm going to love you to death. Tomorrow night, okay? Can you come out for the night?"

She said, "Okay, tomorrow then. We'll talk about it online tomorrow. I'm logging off now, bye."

I didn't expect it to be so easy for her to agree to my request. I started to wonder if she wasn't very pretty. Otherwise, why would she agree to meet me so easily? I was a little worried. I checked the price of the South China Sea online, which was about 800 yuan. I thought that if it was too ugly, I would ask her to go downstairs for coffee and I would get a good night's sleep.

I got home at 2 a.m. I had never been online at this hour before, which shows how obsessed I was with her. When I took a shower, my penis got hard again. I tried my best to suppress the urge to masturbate and saved it for tomorrow.

(3)

The next day, I went back to the company early in the morning and turned on the computer. She hadn't come yet. I was waiting for her. I was eagerly waiting for our date. I thought to myself, please don't let anything change. I thought that if she didn't come tonight, I would definitely go to that "sow". My girlfriend would never be my choice, but she was the woman I would face for the rest of my life. I don't know if I married her because she was safe. At least she wouldn't have sex with other men.

Girlfriend Wenwen comes from a well-off family, has a gentle personality, and gets along very well with my parents. If I don't marry her, my parents will attack me with a knife. I think a man won't stay with just one woman anyway, so I'll just have her stay with me and bear my children. I can find someone else to do the rest.

Maybe I'm a morally corrupt man at heart. I'm only 25 years old, but my thoughts are so corrupt. But in the eyes of my colleagues at work, I'm a well-behaved guy. I don't even glance at any girl. Everyone says I have gentlemanly manners. Many female colleagues even say in private that there are too few men as devoted as me. So handsome, yet I only stay with one woman who isn't very pretty. Little do they know, in my heart, I've fantasized about each of them...

I kept sending her text messages, expressing my longing. I guess after I sent more than 10, she responded. Her profile picture was of red curly hair. When I clicked on her, her charming appearance made me impulsively ask

, "You're here?" She said, "I missed you so much that I arrived early. You're here

early too." She replied, "It wouldn't be right if I came this early if I didn't miss you."

I was excited; it was a good start. I asked, "Can you come tonight? "

She said, "Yes, I can come out this afternoon and come back tomorrow. What time are you?"

I said, "I'll wait for you at the hotel at 5 pm."

We exchanged phone numbers because of this meeting, but I kept my promise to her and never called her first.

Time ticked by, and we were both unable to contain our excitement about this meeting.

She said, "I have to log off now. See you tonight." I said, "Okay, baby." When I saw

her profile picture turn black, I didn't want to stay on QQ, so I logged off and immediately went to Elong.com to book a room at Nanhai Hotel for tonight. Luckily, Nanhai Hotel had a discount tonight; it was 498 yuan including breakfast for two.

After finishing all that, the boss asked me to write a proposal. I spent the whole morning immersed in happiness and joy. I wrote the proposal quickly and well, and the boss was very satisfied. He then gave me a table of contents and asked me to write a speech for a training session for other departments tomorrow. I've only been with the company for a few days, and such a good opportunity has fallen into my lap. I must do my best.

The company's probation period is three months, and I must make the most of these three months. I can't afford to make any mistakes. This international company isn't easy to get into. The probation period salary is 6,000 yuan, and after that, it will easily reach tens of thousands. For a young person like me, that's already pretty good. My girlfriend, Wenwen, is a civil servant, and her salary is higher than mine.

So I don't dare to take leave casually. Although the lonely woman said she could arrive in the afternoon, I can only go after work. Fortunately, my company isn't far from Nanhai, just a few minutes' drive away.

I packed my things on my desk early, and as soon as I got off work, I rushed to Nanhai, booked a room, and seeing that it was still early, I sent her a text message—"I've arrived, ***. Is your room number in your name?" —She sent me a message

***—I told her

I estimated she would call the front desk to verify. A smart woman, I thought to myself.

I immediately went into the bathroom, showered and washed my hair, then came out neatly dressed, opened my laptop, and waited patiently…

Half an hour later, she sent a message—I'm downstairs, but I don't dare come up. I'm afraid I'll break my promise. I called her: “I'm coming down to pick you up now.” “No, I'm afraid, I don't dare see you.” Her voice was so beautiful. “It's okay, come up, please, come up and sit for a while.” I knew she was afraid of this feeling of infidelity; it was a completely new experience for her. Coming up meant offering herself, cheating.

So I emphasized just coming up for a while. Sure enough, she seemed to have made a huge decision. “Okay, see you in a bit.” The doorbell

rang, and my heart pounded. This feeling was even more exciting than my first love. I instinctively looked through the peephole, wanting to see what she looked like, but I couldn't see her. She was hiding nearby, a cunning woman.

I stood by the door, stunned, afraid she was an ugly woman. I didn't even have the courage to open the door. Just then, the doorbell rang again. It would be impolite not to open it. Oh well, I could just go downstairs for dinner, say I had something to do, and leave.

I mustered my courage and opened the door…

Oh my god! I saw her! I exclaimed inwardly. She was wearing a low-cut top, her cleavage faintly visible. Her skin was so white, and she wore jeans. Her buttocks were perfect, perky. She was the most beautiful online friend I had ever seen, even prettier than the school beauty.

We both stared at each other. "Is it you?" "You're so tall!" That was all I could say, a completely uninspired remark. She laughed, remaining rooted to the spot. I reached out and pulled her inside, closing the door behind me. Suddenly, I didn't know what to say. I could see a hint of disappointment in her eyes. She looked no more than 26, with a fantastic figure and long legs. I pulled her to sit down at the computer. "This is how we usually chat."

"Really? You're so young!" she finally spoke. I knew that in her eyes, I was definitely just a big boy. "You're so beautiful and young, you don't look like a mother of a three-year-old."

"Really?" Her favorite catchphrase. "Let's go out to eat." I could tell she wanted to leave. I knew that once she left this room, it might be the end for us. Perhaps she had too many expectations of me; she didn't want to gamble her extramarital affair on me. I had to help her make a decision.

I pulled her up, making her stand facing me. "Look at me. I'm not very mature, but I'm a very good-looking man."

"I didn't say you weren't good-looking, you're quite handsome, really, but I think you're too young. I'm six years older than you."

"I don't think you're older than me at all. You're like the woman of my dreams." Before I could finish speaking, I couldn't help but kiss her.

She didn't resist, and I kissed her deeply. Her lips were so sweet. We kept kissing like that until I pulled her to the bed. We fell onto the bed together, and I caressed her body, my hands becoming restless. My hand slipped under her bra and touched her breasts. She trembled slightly, and I felt so happy. I loved women who reacted like that.

I pushed up her clothes, and her two big white breasts made me immediately take them into my mouth. Her breasts were probably 36C, and the nipples were dark red, which made her breasts look even whiter. I gently stroked them and kissed her nipples repeatedly. Her face was flushed and her whole body was trembling. "Baby, I love you so much, I love you." "I love you too," she finally said that she loved me. I excitedly kissed her mouth again. Our tongues intertwined and exchanged our love juices.

I hadn't kissed a woman like this in a long time, and I think she hadn't kissed anyone for three years. So she was very excited.

(4)

I put my hand through her pants and reached into her private parts. My God, there was so much water. I guess her underwear was soaked. I took off her pants. She struggled a little, but I let her take off her pants. Her hair was so thick. I gently stroked her clitoris with my hand, and she let out a soft sigh—it felt so good.

I looked at her labia, their juices flowing freely. I couldn't resist taking both labia into my mouth. I gently licked them open with my tongue; they were slippery and wet. I sucked desperately, as if drinking life-saving nectar. Her legs rose to meet mine.

My mouth was reluctant to leave her labia. I turned my body around, making it a 69 position. If she was willing to kiss me, my long, thick penis would be right next to her mouth, whether she wanted it or not. I looked forward to her caressing my penis. She gently stroked it with her hand, then took it into her mouth.

I felt like I was about to fly. I couldn't believe it was real. I was kissing a beautiful woman's private parts, and my private parts were being held by a beautiful woman. I felt incredibly happy.

She gently stroked my testicles with both hands, kissing them from time to time. No one had ever kissed me like that before, and it felt so good. Then she stroked my anus, and several times she lifted her head to kiss it. I felt like I was going crazy. I couldn't hold back any longer, so I turned around and thrust into her honey hole

. She had a C-section, so it was still very tight and incredibly hot inside. I could feel her gripping me tightly. Her vagina contracted so powerfully, something I'd never experienced before. With other women, it seemed no different, but she was truly unique. I said, "You're amazing, I'm going to fuck you to death!" "Fuck me harder, faster!" she moaned loudly,

her reaction incredibly intense, giving me a tremendous sense of accomplishment. I thrust in and out, my hands reaching under her buttocks to press her tightly against me. My lips kissed her breasts; I wished I had hands and a mouth…

She gripped my thighs tightly, panting heavily. I knew she was close to orgasm. I thrust harder, and with a scream from her, I ejaculated inside her. I hadn't done it for two months, so I came a lot. I collapsed onto her, kissing her lips, her eyes. "I love you, baby, I want to steal you forever." "I want you to make love with me forever, okay?"

I stammered, unable to express my love. "Baby, I want to swallow you whole." "I want to hold you like this forever, to be inside you forever, to be inside you forever." She didn't say anything, just smiled. Her smile was so charming, with a small canine tooth and a small dimple. Her smile was even more charming than Xu Qing's. "Your husband really doesn't know what a treasure he is, what a waste! Don't waste it anymore, save it for me, okay?"

"Okay, I'll change my online name to 'Happy Woman' tomorrow."

A happy couple, immersed in the joy of love, we were still kissing, our lower bodies still connected. My penis wouldn't come out, it was still erect. I thrust a few more times, and she started moaning again. So fast, she reached another climax. "You're particularly easy to climax."

"Yes, you're going to make me climax repeatedly tonight. How many times can you do it tonight?" She smiled mischievously. "I don't know, until I die."

I pulled out my penis, it had already started to soften. I said let's take a shower. A large amount of semen flowed from her vulva. She smeared some semen on her vulva with her hand and put it in her mouth. I was really moved, and I will never forget the way she licked the semen.

We took a shower, and while showering, we continued to kiss each other. I kept kissing her breasts. After we finished, I dried her off and carried her to the bed. She lay there naked, no longer the shy girl she had been earlier. I then noticed that she had very beautiful feet. She said she wore size 36 shoes. She's 1.70 meters tall, which is considered small feet.

I especially like women with beautiful feet. I couldn't help but kiss her feet. She said, "No man has ever noticed my feet." I smiled and said, "You should say, 'No man has ever loved you like I do.'"

I lay down beside her, caressing her breasts and kissing her lips. Her hands played with my penis, and it soon became erect again. I said, "This time, take the initiative. I'll give you a chance to fuck me."

She smiled and lay on top of me, clamping my penis between her breasts. It felt so good; her breasts were so full, and my penis felt amazing being squeezed between them.

She rolled over, her buttocks facing my face, still clamping my penis between her breasts. I saw her vulva opening and closing in front of me, and I couldn't resist sitting up and kissing and licking them. Her love juice wet my mouth. I let her sit on my penis. She wasn't very good at moving, so I had her move back and forth, or up and down. She was so clever; she learned quickly and moved beautifully, giving me incredible pleasure.

When she moved on top of me, her long hair flew, and her breasts moved so beautifully, so alluring. I felt like she was a fairy; I was going to die inside her honey pot. Soon, I ejaculated again during her orgasm.

She was extremely excited, saying she loved men like me who could ejaculate at the same time as her orgasm. I thought I wouldn't be able to sleep tonight. I carried her to take a bath, and then she lit a cigarette for me…

I looked at the time; it was almost 9 o'clock. I asked her if she was hungry. She said, "A little." Let's grab something to eat. So we went outside the hotel to a Maple Forest Bar, which had barbecue. We ordered a few beers and sat by the sea, eating barbecue and drinking beer. There was a singer on stage playing and singing all the old, nostalgic songs. She was so happy and requested "Love Like a Tide." I changed the lyrics, asked the waiter for paper and pen, wrote them down, and handed them to her—"I no longer want to see you lonely in the dead of night, I only wish I could see your charm every day..."

I asked the waiter if I could go on stage and sing. The waiter said yes, and I immediately requested "The Moon Represents My Heart." When the singer said, "Now there is a Mr. Zhang who wants to dedicate this song to the woman he loves most," she looked at me doubtfully, not believing I would sing it myself. I smiled and went on stage, asking the singer if I could borrow his electric guitar. I played and sang, and when I finished, the whole place applauded. She looked at me, and her eyes were full of tears. I knew that from that moment on, she had fallen deeply in love with me. After

we finished eating, we strolled along the beach, bought a bottle of red wine, and then went back to the hotel.

She walked to the window, drew back the curtains, and turned off all the lights in the room. Outside was the dark sea, and there was a full moon over it. She said, "Today might be the 15th. Look how round the moon is." I said, "From now on, every night of the full moon, I will think of you."

I walked over to her, put one arm around her, and stroked her body with the other. She slowly turned her head, and we kissed deeply again. Suddenly, I thought of going to the balcony. We went out onto the balcony; there was no one outside, and the hotel area was completely silent. It was already midnight. We went inside to change into our bathrobes and went back to the balcony. We stood facing each other, completely naked under our bathrobes…

I inserted my penis into her vagina. She was really wonderful; whenever I wanted, she was always very wet. We started thrusting on the balcony. She said, “Isn’t this a bit inappropriate? What if someone sees us? That wouldn’t be good.” “No one will see. I’ll go inside after a while. I want the moon to watch us make love, to witness my love for you.”

She quickly kissed me; this time, she kissed me first. I thrust even more vigorously. She kept urging me to go inside, so I had to pull out and go back to the room. After we stripped naked, I pressed her against the floor-to-ceiling window and penetrated her from behind. She screamed loudly, and I rubbed her breasts with both hands and stimulated her clitoris. She screamed wildly—fuck me quickly. I ejaculated into her body amidst her moans and groans…

(5)

We were both too tired, and we hugged each other and fell into a deep sleep…

An hour later, I woke up again. I didn’t want to waste this precious time sleeping. She was still asleep, like a baby, sleeping very quietly, and her face was red. I pulled back the sheet. Her legs were slightly open. I gently kissed her clitoris. She woke up.

She opened her sleepy eyes and gently pushed me. “You want more? ”

“I want you again.

” Didn’t you buy some wine? Let’s have some wine. “

Okay,” I said, struggling to open the cork; the hotel's corkscrew was terrible.

I poured two glasses and handed them to her. She said she drinks a large glass of red wine every day while online, and that she likes to be slightly tipsy online and to have sex while tipsy.

She's truly a woman of taste and knows how to enjoy sex. I consider myself a sex expert, so I know how to flirt,

but she's incredibly cooperative. No matter what position I suggest, even if she's never done it before… But she didn't refuse, always cooperating with me as much as possible. I told her she was very lucky; most women's erogenous zones are in the vagina, but her clitoris is also very easy to orgasm, even without penetration. I laughed at her, saying she must masturbate. She said I was naughty.

She took a small sip of wine and then kissed me. The wine slowly flowed from her mouth to mine, carrying her body heat. We kissed, each drinking half. I said, "You really know how to enjoy yourself. You're so good at loving. I'll die in your love.

No other girl has ever treated me like this. I feel like your darling." "You are my darling, and I am your darling. Will we keep stealing like this forever?" "

As long as you're willing, I want to steal from you for the rest of my life, only you. Because of you, I won't have sex with other women anymore. Besides my fiancée, I don't know where I can find a better, more understanding woman than you."

"Okay, let's keep stealing. What if you get married? Will you invite me to your wedding banquet?"

"If you insist on giving me a red envelope, I'll treat you," I smiled. "I just want to see who will be with you for life."

She smeared red wine on her nipple again, the pose was so alluring, I couldn't help but gently suck on it...

I consider myself a very romantic man, I'm very considerate of women, I never fall asleep before a woman is asleep, I always caress her afterward, and I chat with them constantly, whenever they need it. Not every woman is so understanding;

I've met several women who turned away and fell asleep almost immediately, but she was different. She would keep talking to me, and when she saw I was really tired, she would say, "Let's sleep, I'm so sleepy."

Perhaps this is the charm of a mature woman; she is understanding, never unreasonable, and always speaks to me in a consultative tone. If only all women were like her.

I truly want to thank the internet for bringing such a wonderful woman to me, and thank QQ, which acts like our matchmaker. Otherwise, in this vast sea of people, where would I have found her…

A 31-year-old woman, her face flushed, sat beside me, slightly tipsy, exuding captivating charm. I never casually use such words to describe other women I know, because I believe no woman deserves them, but she does. Every word I can think of wants to use to describe her, only regretting the poverty of my vocabulary—peerless beauty. Her tenderness was like flowing water…

She was six years older than me, but she had the innocent heart of a child. Although we were having an affair, I felt she was as pure as a little girl. She put my penis into her wine glass. My penis wasn't very hard, so she used it as a stirrer, playing with it in the glass. Then, she took it out and gently sucked on it. Soon, my penis got hard, and I thrust into her honey hole again.

Suddenly, her phone rang. She quickly got up to answer it, signaling me to be quiet. She stood in the bathroom talking to her husband. I stood quietly behind her and entered her body from behind. I thrust, and seeing her desperately trying to hold back in the mirror,

I felt incredibly excited, like I was stealing someone else's wife. She told her husband she was playing mahjong at a friend's house all night, and the other party wouldn't let her leave. She told her husband not to worry, and her husband also told her not to go home too late, as it wasn't safe.

I fucked her hard, as if her husband were watching us. She put down the phone and said I was bad, almost screaming. She was lying on the sink, and I saw her swaying breasts in the mirror. I opened her labia and stroked her clitoris. She let out moans louder and louder. We both reached orgasm very quickly this time. I felt like I was flying with her in my arms...

(6)

That night, we did it 8 times. When we were about to leave, I fucked her one more time, but I didn't ejaculate. I said we had to make it 9 times, hoping that we could love each other for a long time...

I could never do it that many times with other women. I remember the most was 6 times, and that was when I was in the best physical condition.

But I could do it with her so many times. First, because I love her and am very passionate. Second, because she always has a lot of fluid, and it was easy to go in every time. We parted after breakfast. I still wanted to do it 9 times. I rushed back to work before the 30th, having only slept for about two hours, but I felt quite energetic.

Last time, after six rounds, I slept for a whole day and night, but this time, not only could I not sleep, I also had to work. After work, I had to accompany Wenwen shopping in Huaqiangbei, as it was the weekend—a promise I'd made to her long ago. I didn't know if I could manage. I'd try to sleep during the day.

That day at work, I showed no signs of fatigue; my colleagues all said I looked radiant.

That evening, I enthusiastically accompanied Wenwen shopping. It was then that I understood what a book I'd once read said: truly pleasurable sex doesn't cause fatigue; only those who don't experience sufficient pleasure feel tired. She gave me immense satisfaction, both physically and mentally. But I slept like a log that night, until noon the next day, like I was dead...

The next day was Saturday, and I didn't get up until noon. Wenwen called: "Lazybones, aren't you up yet? Hurry up and come to my house. Mom made a lot of food. She said you've lost weight lately, so she made some delicious soup. We're waiting for you!" Great! I need to eat well. This future mother-in-law is really nice.

I immediately got out of bed, tidied myself up, and prepared to leave. Sitting in the car, I wondered if she was awake yet. She—a lonely woman. Her surname was An, such a rare surname. I called her An'an. I missed her terribly, but I couldn't recall the details of what we did together. I only knew it felt wonderful, and I remembered some of her expressions, her alluring gaze, like a seductive vixen, fluttering in my heart. I turned on my phone and used QQ to see if she was online. She wasn't. It was the weekend; she must be very busy.

Soon I arrived at Wenwen's house.

Wenwen's family lives in a well-known residential area in Nanshan. Her house is huge, with four bedrooms and two living rooms, over 170 square meters. Three of the rooms have sea views. Her mother always invites me to stay at her house, but I always decline. I know that once I move in, I'll never have a chance to get ahead. Fortunately, I bought a studio apartment, which I'll be moving into next month. It's only 51 square meters, a one-bedroom apartment. Although it's small, it's still my own home, and I really want to move in as soon as possible. But I wonder if Wenwen will move in with me then. I hope she won't live with me; I just want to enjoy a few days of living alone. I don't want to get married and have children so soon. "Ziqiu, (I forgot to mention, my name is Zhang Ziqiu), why don't you get married next year? Next year is an auspicious time for marriage, don't miss it. I've calculated it for you, you can get married during the Spring Festival next year." "Mom, I don't want to get married so soon, I haven't had enough fun yet," Wenwen pouted. "Look, your Wenwen doesn't want to marry me yet. I respect Wenwen's opinion. I have nothing right now, let's wait until my job is stable before we talk about it." I quickly interjected, "Ziqiu, your house will be ready next month, we'll take care of the renovations, and then Wenwen can come and take care of you, consider it an engagement." My mother-in-law wouldn't let it go, the old fox is still the most cunning, it seems I'm like Sun Wukong who can't escape the Buddha's palm this time. "Mom, I don't want to move there, it's too far from my work, I only go there on weekends, are you in such a hurry to throw me away?"

"Your mom won't want you to leave, Mom. My place doesn't need renovations; the developer is including renovations and some furniture and appliances. I can just grab a bag and move in. You forgot I bought a show flat? Besides, it's too far from Wenwen's workplace. I'd worry about her walking so far alone. I also travel a lot for work, and I'd be worried about her being home alone." My future mother-in-law is so cunning! She knows I bought a show flat, yet she still offers to renovate it for me. If Wenwen were half as shrewd, I'd be doomed.

But the thought of living alone for a while after moving in makes me incredibly happy. Then I can invite An'an over to "play mahjong" more often!

Thinking about this makes me restless. I excused myself to go to the bathroom to check if she was online. She still hadn't finished eating. I went into Wenwen's room. Wenwen, like me, is an only child, spoiled rotten at home. If she wanted, her parents could support her for life. Her father is the chairman of a real estate company, and her mother is the company's cashier. They own a luxury car and two rental properties. If I were willing to live in their house, I would save a lot of money. However, I don't want that kind of life.

I told Wenwen that if she wanted to marry me, she could only live the life I could provide. Of course, Wenwen doesn't care about material things. She's used to a comfortable life, and some so-called hardships seem like a test of love to her. She's read too many romance novels and is too deeply addicted. She has never known what it's like to be poor.

Sigh, marrying a girl who grew up in a sugar rush, I don't know if it's my happiness or my misfortune. Fortunately, Wenwen never uses her family background to pressure me. She always tells her family how much she loves my talent. Who knows what talent I have? I just write love letters a little prettier and have a sweeter tongue than other people. But she doesn't appreciate my skills in bed.

When I have free time, I like to go online and look at topics about sex to see how others do it. Every time I learn a new method, I find a stranger online to practice with. They all say I have a lot of moves. Actually, I learned them on the spot, but after learning a lot, I became skilled. Even my married friend An'an said I was great. I taught her many positions that she had never learned before. Making love with a mature woman and receiving her praise makes me feel very accomplished.

Wenwen turned on music in the room, and with the door closed, it became our little world. Wenwen sat on the edge of the bed, and I leaned against her, embracing and kissing her. I caressed her breasts; she was only a 32A. I stroked her back. She kissed me, but her mouth seemed to have no saliva. The book says that if a woman doesn't have saliva during a kiss, she won't be very wet down there. It seems this is the simplest and most effective way to test a girl.

Thinking of An'an's moist lips, I suddenly didn't want to kiss Wenwen anymore. I just wanted to finish this quickly, since it had been over two months since we'd done it. Today, it seemed I had to finish the task. I touched her clitoris, but she didn't react at all, let alone moan. Anyway, I was used to making love to her like this. In front of her, I had no creativity; I could only stay on top forever. We finished in half an hour, with the foreplay taking 20 minutes. I listlessly took off her clothes

. Wenwen was a petite girl; she was only 1.60 meters tall, with small breasts and a small bottom. Individually, her features were quite ordinary, but together they were pleasing to the eye. She had waist-length hair, which was my favorite feature. I followed her to her house because of her long hair. Every time she said she wanted to cut it because of the heat, I disagreed.

Every time I wanted to have sex with her from behind, she refused. I really wanted to grab her hair and make love, but unfortunately, she never satisfied me. I quickly stripped myself naked, my little brother standing tall. It didn't care who it was; as long as there was a hole to penetrate, it would be excited.

I touched Wenwen's genitals, but there was still no lubrication. I gently touched her clitoris. I thought that if I kissed them, maybe she would get wet quickly, but I didn't have the interest. I mechanically stroked her, feeling a slight dampness. I didn't care anymore and immediately entered her body. She said it hurt a little. I really wanted to say, "It's because you're too dry. Otherwise, why would it hurt? Others would feel so much better with me."

I closed my eyes, as if An'an was under me. I felt myself about to... Like a warhorse, I grabbed Wenwen's breasts and thrust into her hard. I even leaned down to kiss her. I asked her to lie down again so I could fuck her from behind. She actually agreed.

She wasn't very skilled at lying on the bed, but I skillfully entered her body. After the thrusting, she was already a little wet. Some of her hair covered her back, and some was scattered everywhere. I grabbed the ends of her hair to make sure I didn't hurt her. It was just like riding a horse. I felt like a warrior. I touched her anus with my hand, and her anus contracted. This excited me so much that I ejaculated immediately. I asked her: "Is it comfortable?" She said: "Comfortable." Who knows if she felt anything? I've never seen her climax. Maybe she's never had a climax.

(7)

We took a shower and went shopping...

On Sunday, An'an didn't go online...

On Monday, An'an didn't go online. On Tuesday, An'an didn't go online. My messages to her were overwhelming, all of them expressing my longing...

On Wednesday, An'an still didn't go online. Could it be that her husband found out and wouldn't let her go online? I didn't dare call her; I could only wait anxiously…

Wednesday night at 11:00, she finally came online. "Baby, where have you been? I missed you so much! I was almost going crazy with worry!

Sorry, I was in Hong Kong for a few days. Did you miss me? :)" An'an laughed, "

A woman you've slept with once is different. Even her speech changes. She's no longer as reserved as before, and she expresses herself much more freely.

" "Yes, baby, I missed you so much. I haven't been able to sleep at all these past few days. —God knows I've been sleeping like a log."

“Me too, every other man I see reminds me of you,” An’an said. “I want to see you, just to see you, don’t get the wrong idea.” — I really just wanted to see her. I realized I had truly fallen in love with her, not for sex, but to love her better.

That night, we went to “Mingdian” for coffee. — An’an said, “Okay, what time do you want? I need to come early, you know I live in the countryside near Shekou.” — I said, “7 pm, okay?” "Hello

, see you there!"—I was bursting with barely suppressed excitement. It had only been a few days since I'd seen her, but I was on edge,

wanting to rush off work and be by her side. I felt like I was starting to forget what she looked like. I quickly finished my work—another departmental project, which was a piece of cake for me. I finished it in half an hour and

handed it to Wu Qing, the designer behind me. She was a beautiful woman from Chengdu, and she always admired my writing speed. I even asked her to point out my mistakes. Wu

Qing was a typical Chengdu woman—round face, short, neat hair, and her Mandarin had a Chengdu accent; she was very gentle.

Wu Qing said, "Xiao Zhang, our boss wants you to give us another lesson on this draft tomorrow." "How did you write this so fast? I'm truly impressed!" Her words greatly satisfied my vanity. You see, Wu Qing was the object of many men's affections in the company, yet she only had eyes for me.

I have one advantage: I can instantly tell which woman likes me, and I can immediately discern when I might sleep with a woman without being rejected. These two things seem to be my talents, making my path in pursuing women increasingly smooth. However, I have absolutely no interest in Wu Qing right now, although I know that as long as I make a move, she will definitely not escape my grasp. In my heart... Now it's just An'an. An'an occupies my entire being, making me believe that you really can meet true love online...

I arrived at the coffee shop before An'an. I sat by the window, patiently waiting for her. I'm sure I looked as restless as a young boy just starting out in love. Soon, An'an arrived. She was wearing a red floral tank top and a pure white skirt. She looked as innocent as a little girl. She looked even younger than Wenwen, who is two years younger than me.

"You're here. I'm late," An'an said as soon as she arrived and sat down opposite me. I really wanted to sit with her, but I knew she wouldn't dare in such a public place, and I didn't dare to be presumptuous either. After all, we were having an affair.

I stared at her intently and asked what she wanted to drink. She said, "I only drink cappuccino." I ordered for her, "I want a pot of Blue Mountain." We just kept looking at each other. Her eyes were watery, and I could clearly see her snow-white breasts and cleavage. I gently kicked her with my foot, "An'an, I miss you so much. Do you miss me?"

An'an lowered her head, pretended to take a sip of coffee, and didn't say anything, just smiled and said, "What do you think?"

I just smiled too. I chose the last seat, so no one could see us except the waiter. I grabbed her hand and kissed it. She quickly tried to pull away, "Don't panic, no one will see." I said I took the opportunity to sit next to her. It was already dark outside the glass, and only a few dim lights were flickering in the cafe.

"What are you going to do?" An'an asked, a little panicked. "Don't be afraid, baby, I miss you," I whispered in her ear. She had a faint fragrance, not perfume, but a sweet, refreshing scent. I asked curiously, "What brand of perfume are you wearing?" "I never wear perfume." "Then your body scent is so lovely."

I hugged her, and she tried to push me away, but seeing the high back of the chair, no one could see us, so she let me do as I pleased.

My hand slipped inside her shirt and gently caressed her breasts. Her nipples immediately hardened, and so did my penis. I unzipped her shirt and placed her hand on my penis. An'an pulled down my underwear and grasped my penis directly. I gently moaned in her ear, and she turned her head and suddenly kissed me. We kissed like that. I pulled her down onto my lap.

She was so clever; she immediately took my penis into her mouth. The two people in the seats behind us were chatting and laughing, but we were doing this amidst the noise. I felt so excited, pinching her nipples. Suddenly, it seemed like a waiter was walking towards us. An'an immediately sat up, and I covered my penis with my clothes.

An'an took a sip of coffee with a serious expression, leaving a ring of white foam on her lips. I found her look so alluring. Her lips seemed to have my semen on them. As soon as the waiter left, I kissed her again, licking her lips clean…

I pushed up her skirt and touched her genitals. Good heavens, so much water! Luckily she was wearing a panty liner, otherwise her underwear would have been soaked.

What to do? "I want you so much," I said. "Me too, now I know what it means to be burning with desire," An'an murmured. "Have you seen Shanghai Baby? There's a scene of them having sex in the toilet. We can try that too." "====" I said boldly.

"I've read it, no way, that's a novel, how could it be?" An'an became uneasy about my suggestion.

I didn't care what she thought, I was determined to solve it. I zipped up my pants, called the waiter, and asked him to watch my laptop so they wouldn't worry that we weren't skipping out on the bill. I took An'an's hand and walked towards the restroom...

There was no one in the restroom. It was unisex, with two stalls inside and another door outside. I saw that I could lock it, so I immediately locked the door, turned off the light, and quickly took off my pants. I also helped An'an take off her underwear and put it in my pocket. Standing by the door, I thrust into An'an's vagina. She groaned and immediately started moving with me. I knew I had to finish quickly, so I thrust wildly. The music outside was loud, and people were talking. I said, "Baby, you can scream loudly, no one can hear you."

(8)

Sure enough, her groans got louder and louder. I made her lie on the sink and entered her from behind again. I held her breasts tightly with both hands and thrust into her hard. Her screams were terrifying. If the music outside suddenly stopped... Everyone in the room could probably hear, "Give it to me quickly, shoot it into me quickly!" I knew An'an was close to climaxing, and I ejaculated amidst her cries. We quickly wiped ourselves clean with toilet paper. I went to the bathroom, closed the door, and put on my pants. An'an put down her skirt, calmly turned on the light, opened the door, and went out first. I heard someone muttering in the bathroom, "Why did it take so long?"

I quickly got dressed and returned to my seat. An'an smiled and said, "My underwear. "

I then realized that in the rush, she had come out without underwear. I said mischievously, "I won't give it to her. Give me these pants, okay?

" "No, I'll give them to you later. I'm wearing a white dress, and you've ejaculated so much. Give them to me quickly, or they'll leak out." I grabbed a stack of tissues to pad her genitals, not wanting her to put on her pants. "I'll put them on later. I still want to touch her." My hand reached under her skirt again...

"If someone had knocked on the door just now, I wouldn't have let you leave. I was thinking, even if someone saw us..." "I want to finish with you too, tell me, how did I become so crazy?" An'an asked.

I felt a surge of joy in my heart. This was exactly what I was thinking. It meant that An'an loved me very much. I didn't know either. I've been through a lot in love, so how could I become so crazy for a woman who is six years older

than me? I couldn't figure it out myself. I even wanted to steal her away for the rest of my life, as long as she was willing. I touched her clitoris, and she spread her legs wide to welcome my caresses. My fingers were covered with her fluids, I didn't know if it was hers or mine, but I had an urge to put them in my mouth. I showed her my fingers, but unexpectedly, An'an took my hand and put it in her mouth. She sucked on it while looking at me affectionately. I felt like I was going to melt from her licking. With my other hand, I would touch her clitoris and insert my fingers into her vagina. She quickly reached another orgasm.

"Thank you, I'm so happy." I never expected An'an to say such a thing to me. No woman had ever thanked me for this before. I felt so satisfied, so proud that I could make the woman I loved feel so good.

I licked my other fingers clean. The slight hesitation I had just felt was completely gone now. "Next time I want to lick every inch of your skin, okay?" I said to her lustfully. "Me too," she said.

We sat there like that, kissing and touching, until 12:00 before reluctantly saying goodbye. I hadn't seen her for days. I thought about An'an, her dreamy sleeping face, the way she licked my semen, the way she played with my penis with red wine, the way she licked my anus. I simply couldn't control myself. I played with myself and ejaculated instantly!

My relationship with An'an was really strange. We never had sex online or over the phone, but we were certain that we belonged to each other. Because we had been intimate, we didn't have much to say online. Apart from greetings, we would just leave each other's profile pictures online. The "Baby, I miss you" messages we exchanged online felt empty. My sex life became richer again because of Wu Qing's arrival.

She would often hint that I should come to her place for lunch. She bought a lot of fast food, and after eating, we could take a quick nap. When a man's physical needs are met, he has extra energy for other things. I still think about An'an from time to time, but An'an has become somewhat depressed online lately. She knows she can't have all of me, and she can't ask anything of me, but she still wants to see me again. I realized that we hadn't seen each other for a long time, until a week after I moved into my new house...

"Baby, I miss you so much, I want you, please give yourself to me today? I'm so pent up!"—When I said this to An'an, I really felt so pent up. Although I had just had a "lunch break" at Wu Qing's house at noon, thankfully, having sex with Wu Qing wasn't too tiring, just ejaculation. If I had to have sex with every woman as passionately as with An'an, maybe I would die a few years shorter.

"I miss you too, but I have my period these days. How about in a couple of days? Can you hold it in for a couple more days? Don't use it on others, save some for me!"—An'an's period started, what bad luck.

"Okay, your 'period' is over, you have to come quickly, my new house is waiting for you."

"Okay, I really miss you, I want you to kiss me, I want you to fuck me."—An'an. "I'm already hard, I can't take it anymore, I need to go to the toilet to masturbate." My little brother was throbbing painfully. I imagined An'an's slutty appearance, so I ran to the toilet, touched myself a lot, and then ejaculated.

I ran back to the computer. An'an said, "You really did that?"

"Yeah, I came. I couldn't wait for you to come. You have to come quickly."

After making that promise with An'an, I never went to Wu Qing's house again. I really controlled myself. I wanted to save more for An'an. This was the least I could promise her, and I should keep it.

Three days later...

"I can come tonight. Where is your new house? What time will I arrive?" —An'an: "Wait for me at Walmart near Huaqiao City at 6 o'clock. I'll pick you up for dinner first, and then..." I said, "Can you cook there?" —An'an: "I can make love, and I can cook too :)" —Me:

":) Then let's cook at your place. I'll buy some groceries first. Aren't you a good cook?" —An'an: "Why do I always have to cook? It's not fair! I have to make love, and I have to cook too. Are you trying to kill me?" —Me: "I'm not a good cook. I can only make noodles." —An'an: "Haha, you can only make noodle-like things :)" —Me:

"You bad boy, I won't eat out. I'll buy the groceries anyway." —An'an: I know An'an is afraid of running into acquaintances. For her, this is a standard affair, and she can't afford any mistakes. I don't want to jeopardize her family either. Of course, I let her have her way. I just wanted to tease her.

I was about to see An'an again, and I was excited all over...

Wu Qing looked at my joyful face, patted my shoulder and said, "What's making you so happy?" Then he whispered, "Can you sleep at my place tonight?"

"Of course not, I have something to do tonight." To me, Wu Qing was just a substitute for An'an. Thinking of An'an, I knew that making love with Wu Qing was not passionate and was completely unintentional.

(9)

At 6 p.m., I saw An'an standing at the entrance of Walmart in the distance. She stood out in the crowd. She was wearing a black suspender dress, sunglasses, and carrying a bag of food in one hand. She saw me and walked towards me. Along the way, I saw many men looking at her. I felt excited and proud because this woman that others longed for would soon be lying in my arms...

The house I bought was a standard white-collar single apartment. The people coming and going were all single men and women. An'an and I chatted and laughed as we entered the house. I didn't have time to show her around, so I hugged her. She hugged me tightly too.

"Baby, I missed you so much"—I

kissed her and couldn't bear to leave. I had never kissed such sweet lips, such a refreshing taste in her mouth. People say that virgins taste good. When I was in high school, the first time I kissed a girl, I didn't feel anything at all. It was like she had eaten onions one day. It made me feel averse to kissing for a long time. An'an always seemed to be prepared. She always had a clean taste, which made me very attached to her.

My hands couldn't help but caress her breasts. Thinking about the lustful looks from the men on the street earlier, I felt so excited. Now, my hands could freely squeeze her breasts. I helped her unzip her skirt, and the whole skirt slid to the ground. She was wearing a white lace bra, and her full breasts were about to burst out, with her pubic area faintly revealing an alluring black...

Last night, I woke up several times and saw An'an sleeping soundly, looking as innocent as a baby, with a gentle smile on her lips. Her closed eyes made her eyelashes look so long. We hadn't done this many times since the first time; only four times

was our second time spending the night together. I carefully looked at every part of her body. She seemed to sense that I was looking at her, and she moved her body and turned around. Suddenly, she turned back and saw me with my eyes open. "Why aren't you asleep yet? Why are you looking at me like that?" An'an asked.

"Yes, I don't want to sleep. I want to look at you more. I don't know when I'll be able to see you again. I love you," I said somewhat cheesily.

An'an hugged my head and suddenly straddled me. "Baby, I love you too."

I felt like I was being pampered by my mother. My baby easily slid into An'an's body. She didn't move at all on top. She leaned down and hugged my neck. "Don't move, just like that, let it stay inside. I want to sleep with it like this." An'an said.

How could I resist? I was restless inside...

The company sent two men and two women to Guangzhou for a long business trip, which might last more than two weeks. Wu Qing and I were among them. As soon as Wu Qing heard the news, he winked at me. I felt a pang of bitterness in my heart. The thought of not seeing An'an for two weeks made my heart ache like it was being scratched by a cat. An'an wasn't online either. Although Guangzhou is only an hour's drive from Shenzhen, it felt like we were worlds apart. Besides, I was probably out most of the day and could only go online for a while at night. I didn't know if I would still be able to see An'an. An'an usually went online during the day.

In Guangzhou, we stayed at a guesthouse belonging to a brother company, near Tianhe City. After a busy day, two other colleagues insisted on playing "Tractor" (a card game) in the evenings. Three days passed in a flash. I had made a promise with An'an that I wouldn't call her unless absolutely necessary.

I thought An'an should be back in Shenzhen by now, but I couldn't access the internet, and she must be worried about me. I sent her a text message—

"How could I not hear from you for three days? My longing for you is endless. I'm on a business trip, thinking of you and loving you."

"I can't see either, I'm so worried, I miss you and love you too"—An'an "Wait for me to come back and woo you :)"—Me "I don't have time to think, happiness fills my mind, facing you, I completely lose my sense of clarity"—An'an

"Never be clear-headed, remember there's a handsome guy who loves you so much, he wants you all the time"—Me "I remember, I remember the moment that man entered my body, passion soared"—An'an "We will never say goodbye, no matter what misunderstandings may occur in between"—Me "Okay, no goodbye, I'll come to Guangzhou to see you tomorrow, okay?"—An'an "Good baby, that's great, let's have a good weekend together"—Me

I really didn't expect An'an to come to Guangzhou to see me, I laughed out loud with excitement, Wu Qing glared at me, "Which girl are you flirting with again?"

"My wife is coming tomorrow," I smiled shamelessly

, "Really? Your wife is coming and you're this excited? I bet it's some new love interest!" Wu Qing hit the nail on the head, sometimes women are all Sherlock Holmes, their insight makes us ashamed.

An'an had booked the Garden Hotel in advance. After I picked her up at the East Station, we went straight to the hotel. Perhaps the love we were feeling was too intense. In front of each other, neither of us wanted to hide anything. All our eyes conveyed only one message—I want you.

Entering the room, we embraced and kissed, undressing each other. We barely had any foreplay before my penis entered her. Inside her body, there was an indescribable warmth; her contractions washed over me like waves. In less than ten minutes, I ejaculated inside her. She let out a long sigh, smiled, and said, "Why so fast?" "I was just too excited. In a bit, I'll fuck you to death!"—me.

"I want you to carry me in the bath!"—An'an.

I picked her up and gently placed her in the bathtub, slowly filling it with water. I lay down in the tub with her. An'an said she never used hotel bathtubs and wanted to stand up. I pulled her, letting her climb on top of me. "Just take a bath with me once, it's okay," I said.

"Wait a minute." An'an ran naked into the room, brought back a small bottle of water, and poured it into the bathtub. "What's this?" I asked. "Dettol, this way I'll feel more at ease." An'an is quite hygienic.

She sat on my lap. "Do you know why I came to see you?" An'an. "Did you miss me?"

"Yesterday I showed your pictures to my friends, and they all said you're so handsome. I'm so vain; they don't even know you're six years younger than me."

"Did you tell your friends about our relationship?"

"No, I just said we're online friends, the kind of friends who eat and dance together."

"Friends who dance in bed," I added mischievously.

"I'm so proud to have you love me," An'an said, then kissed me.

I suddenly felt my eyes welling up with tears; these were the words I'd always wanted to say.

My hand caressed her breasts, and my penis hardened again. She took the opportunity to sit inside her.

After I returned to Shenzhen, An'an suddenly became quiet. I rarely saw her online, and she wouldn't reply to my messages. It was as if she had disappeared from my sight. Later, her phone was disconnected, and she stopped replying to emails. I had no other way to find her...

Everything with An'an felt like a dream. I had imagined many endings, but I never expected it to be so unexpected. I never thought An'an would leave me so suddenly, I never thought she would be so cruel to me. During that time, I was very depressed. I volunteered for all the company's out-of-town business trips, numbly passing the days without An'an. The thought of An'an possibly deceiving me made me want to collapse...

My retribution came so quickly. Next, Wenwen's mother wanted us to have a wedding banquet at the end of the year. I had no objection because I no longer had An'an, and I no longer needed freedom.

An'an once said a famous saying—"There are still too many things I haven't said enough, too much love I haven't given enough." I once said a famous saying—"I'll fuck you in the name of loving you."

An'an, my dearest An'an, what happened to you? Why did I suddenly lose all contact with you? Did you take all those other true and false loves seriously? When you were angry,

An'an even said—"I'm jealous, therefore I am!!"

Perhaps An'an has left me forever, perhaps I have lost An'an forever…

Thank you all for your support, I don't want to write anymore, I'll end this abruptly…

If you have a better ending, please let me know!!

Please don't use a happy ending, it makes me sad!!

Goodbye! An'an! If you secretly came to read this, I just want to tell you—I really need you, I love you. Remember what I told you—I want to steal you for a lifetime, give me this chance, please. [ Last edited by Darkness Before Dawn on 2008-10-17 00:32 ]

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