Stealing Fragrance in a Foreign Land

Stealing Fragrance Abroad (

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It was two years later when I returned to South Korea.

Those nearly two years of living and studying there had left me with only scattered memories and some survival skills, but little else.

Yet, this return still stirred something within me. However, I hadn't expected that this short three-month training period would bring such an unusual touch to my life.

This time, I accompanied some young people from my company to South Korea for work translation. They were several young people born in the 90s; unlike me, who only had a three-month visa, they would be working and living there for a year. Perhaps initially, it was novel and interesting, but after a period of repeating the same monotonous work and eating authentic "Korean food" that wasn't necessarily to their liking, all that remained was a longing for home and an eagerness to return.
But I treated these three months as a trip; a long-awaited reunion naturally brought a different feeling.
There were six girls and three boys, including myself, with me. Two of the girls were so-so-good-looking that I automatically filtered them out, but the remaining four were alright, making the journey less lonely.

Upon exiting the airport, we were already greeted by a beautiful Korean woman. Her voice was as gentle as in a drama, and her demeanor was elegant. When we shook hands, I could clearly feel the softness of her hand. After introductions, I learned her name was Kim Ok-mi, that she had studied in China, and that she spoke fluent Chinese. After looking at my passport, she told me I was younger than her and should call her "senior," not by my first name. Her tone was still as gentle as a woman's in a Korean drama.

Two hours later, the bus took us to the company dormitory. The dormitory was very nice, clean and tidy, with everything we needed. We shared a room, and I was assigned to one. Originally, I just thought I'd prefer a room to myself, but I never expected it would give me so many different memories later… Work and life were as uneventful as I imagined. Occasionally, a few girls would joke around, and we got to know each other quite well. The pretty Jin Yu was mainly responsible for our administrative work; we only had brief contact, and I didn't have many bad intentions while traveling. The first month passed quickly.

One of the girls, Mu Yuefei, left a deep impression on me. She was introverted, and during a casual chat, we discovered we both loved technology, so we talked a lot. One day, she told me her phone was having problems; the screen flickered after turning it on and then stopped responding. She asked if I knew anything about it.

Most mainstream Android smartphones can be fixed by flashing the ROM if there's a system problem. Her phone's boot screen was normal, but it wouldn't display the screen after entering the system, so it shouldn't be a screen issue. Therefore, flashing the ROM might be the solution. I arranged to help Mu Yuefei with this after work.

Back in my dorm, I browsed some mobile phone forums and then notified Mu Yuefei on QQ that I'd found a solution. A short while later, there was a knock at the door. When I opened it, I was surprised to see Mu Yuefei wearing cartoon shorts and a loose nightgown. She must have just showered; her hair was still damp. She walked in barefoot in slippers. Her breasts were quite well-developed, making her neckline appear large. I couldn't help but glance at her a couple more times. Seemingly noticing my gaze, Mu Yuefei blushed and said, "I brought my phone. Please help me fix it quickly."

I usually just treat them like little girls, knowing that such behavior would be impolite and give her a bad impression. Therefore, I immediately focused on flashing the phone, having already watched the tutorial several times. It just required downloading a few plugins and ROMs in order and then following the steps. During this time, she sat next to me watching. We were both sitting on the bed,
close enough to clearly smell the fragrance of her fresh shower, which made me a little tempted.
Finally, the computer indicated the flashing process was complete, and the phone restarted smoothly. I fiddled with it a couple of times and told her everything was fine. Mu Yuefei was overjoyed and said she wanted to treat me to something delicious to thank me. I deliberately teased her, saying, "Treating me to something delicious is enough to thank me? That's too easy."

She said, "Then what should I do?" So

I turned my face towards her, making a gesture as if asking her to kiss

me. I just wanted to tease this 90s girl who was a few years younger than me. I thought she would laugh and pat me a couple of times, and we would chat and laugh it off. But who knew that this girl would stand there thinking for a moment and then actually come over, hug my neck, and kiss me on the cheek! Perhaps this was just a kind gesture, or perhaps she really had a slight liking for me. However, feeling her action and the scent of the girl, I, who originally wanted to maintain a brotherly demeanor, could no longer suppress my desire. I pulled her into my arms and kissed her luscious lips.

Mu Yuefei seemed taken aback by my reaction, momentarily panicking. She pushed me away with her small hands, crying out in alarm, "No!" But I was already consumed by lust, and her petite and delicate frame couldn't escape my embrace. I covered her mouth with mine while pushing her down onto the bed, simultaneously slipping my hand inside her clothes from her waist. Because she was unguarded and wearing loose clothing, my hand naturally landed on her breasts. To my surprise, Mu Yuefei wasn't wearing a bra. Her full, rounded breasts were almost too much for one hand to hold, and her nipples proudly stood erect from the stimulation.

Mu Yuefei had lessened her struggles when I invaded her breasts. I held her breasts, stopped my forceful kiss, and we stared at each other face to face. As if resigned, or perhaps she already had some feelings for me, Mu Yuefei blushed and shyly looked away, making my passion completely uncontrollable. I kissed her again, and this time she responded shyly, her tongue intertwining with mine.

My hands didn't stop either, slowly moving down to cover her shapely buttocks. Mu Yuefei wasn't particularly tall, about 1.6263 meters, but fortunately, she had a well-proportioned figure, long legs, and a pert bottom, making her exceptionally comfortable to touch. Mu Yuefei's body writhed in my arms as I touched her.

Not content with just touching her shorts, I slipped my hand inside and gently kneaded her tender buttocks. This seemed to give Mu Yuefei a strong stimulation. We kissed passionately, and our desires were both rising sharply. I moved my hand down her buttocks, across her anus, and gently placed it above her vulva. I touched it lightly and found it was already overflowing with juices. This moment excited me immensely, and my lower body felt restless, as if it were about to burst. I gently inserted my middle finger and teased her a couple of times, which caused Mu Yuefei to tremble. I didn't expect her to be so sensitive. Suddenly, I became very interested and slowly added another finger, increasing the speed of my teasing. This thoroughly stimulated Mu Yuefei, causing her to stop kissing me, wrap her arms around my neck, and pant. After a while, her body suddenly trembled violently a few times. She lay on top of me, enjoying the afterglow, and panted, "I didn't expect you to be so naughty." I also didn't expect her to be aroused by my fingers like this. She's a real beauty.
At this moment, Mu Yuefei was already lazily letting me do as I pleased. I placed her on the bed in a prone position, pulled off her panties, and she turned her head and asked, "Bad man, what are you going to do now?" I said, "You called me a bad man, of course I'm going to do bad things."

I floated on top of her, my lower body searching for her jade gate. A month of abstinence made me want to fill that warm harbor as soon as possible. The sufficient foreplay allowed me to easily push open her jade gate after finding the right position. The feeling at this moment was always so wonderful. I slowly moved in and out, so that I could enter deeper. I could clearly feel the inner walls of the 90s girl being plowed open by me. Of course, I had already discovered that Mu Yuefei was not a virgin, but it did not affect her tightness and smoothness at all. With each step forward, Mu Yuefei would moan. Her moans were not strong, but they had a suppressed mood. The all-round stimulation made me lose my control and want to ejaculate.

But wouldn't it be embarrassing to do this in front of a young woman? So I quietly lay hidden deep inside Mu Yuefei's vagina, my abdomen pressed against her pert buttocks, my hands reaching around to support her proud chest. I calmly relaxed my mind, and only after the urge to ejaculate subsided did I begin to slowly move again.

"Oh~, ah~!"

As the frequency increased and the stimulation intensified, Mu Yuefei began to moan softly and irregularly, her buttocks even unconsciously sticking up. I couldn't disappoint my family's expectations, so I began to thrust slowly but forcefully, each time pulling out to the hilt and then thrusting in again, colliding with her pert buttocks again and again. This gave both of us intense stimulation, and even our moans grew louder.

After thrusting for a while, perhaps her buttocks got tired of sticking out, or maybe I used too much force, because when I thrust in again, her little buttocks slumped down. I took the opportunity to lie on top of her to rest, and we kissed. Our desire didn't subside; instead, it intensified. Then I pulled her into my arms, and we faced each other. After entering, I used my hands to hold her buttocks. Although this movement was a bit strenuous, it allowed us to be chest to chest, and our bodies to come together completely. Mu Yuefei and I were like this, chest to chest, using her legs and my hands to control her body movements. Watching the soft hair on her lower abdomen rubbing against my lower abdomen, this little girl actually seemed a bit shy. She wrapped her arms around my head and kissed me.

This position, after all, didn't involve thrusting; it was more about friction. The friction of my glans against the inner wall of her vagina, and the friction of her clitoris against the outside of my lower abdomen, provided pleasure, but it wasn't intense. I gradually became unsatisfied, so I laid her down, clamped her legs over my shoulders, and thrust into her again, increasing the speed of my thrusting. Mu Yuefei was very cooperative throughout, and I was surprised that she knew how to enjoy the sensations her body was giving her. I reached my climax in this slippery experience, giving Mu Yuefei a new wave of stimulation.
Afterwards, the young girl just cuddled with me for a while before showering and going home.

There were no vows of eternal love, no promises of forever. This 90s girl was very carefree. Of course, we weren't in a one-night stand. We still kept in touch frequently. Sometimes I would invite her to my place, and sometimes she would come to my room to bring me food. We were both young, and we just enjoyed the feeling. Since we had already taken this step, there was no need to play the innocent game anymore. What

I didn't expect was that during this time, another Chinese girl who came with us, Wen Jing, also ended up having sex with me.

Wen Jing, one would expect her parents to be a quiet and gentle girl, but quite the opposite, she's a very worldly girl. Despite her young age, she's quite adept at getting things done.

Before I even arrived, I knew she had a boyfriend, and his overly assertive manner seemed pretentious to me. I didn't particularly like her, but since we were all traveling abroad, we needed to help each other out, and I'd always been willing to lend a hand. We were fairly familiar with each other.

April is cherry blossom season, and a few of us agreed to go to the park at the foot of a mountain to admire the flowers. The roadside was lined with blooming cherry blossoms, and many Korean families were coming down to enjoy them.

After admiring the flowers and taking some photos at the foot of the mountain, we started our hike.

Hiking is a very popular activity in Korea. Many older people, or even working professionals, will put on their hiking gear, shoes, and backpacks and go hiking on holidays. For them, it's a fashionable and healthy activity. We, of course, didn't have many reservations and started hiking easily.

At first, everyone was climbing with great enthusiasm, but soon the gap widened. Almost all the girls gave up and rested along the way, while the two boys continued running ahead with high spirits. I just wanted to enjoy the scenery at my own pace and didn't want to run too fast, so I gradually lost sight of them. We were now quite close to the summit, and I could vaguely see what it looked like, but it would still take some time to actually reach it. The number

of people on the path was decreasing; most people were still at the foot of the mountain enjoying the cherry blossoms with their families. While I was taking pictures of some plants, I noticed Wen Jing following behind. Her face was flushed, and she was walking unsteadily; I was surprised at how persistent she was.

She saw me and reached out her hand at the bottom of a higher stone step. I went over and helped her up, and we rested together at a resting spot on the side of the path. Having walked so far, Wen Jing was exhausted and sweating profusely from the long climb. She was adjusting her collar to cool off, and my gaze was involuntarily drawn to her movements. Wen Jing was already quite attractive

, with a pert chest. While not as large as Mu Yuefei's, it had its own unique charm. As she sat there, the movement of her collar revealed her flat, fair waist. Perhaps I was being a little too forward, for Wen Jing noticed and glared at me: "What are you looking at?"
I felt a little embarrassed, but not wanting to be intimidated by a young girl, I said, "I wasn't looking, and I didn't see anything. Is there anything I can see?" I then gave her chest and buttocks a disdainful look before turning my head away.

Wen Jing was a little angry at what I said and stood up, saying, "You! Ouch!" It turned out that she was in a hurry and was about to come over to cause trouble for me when she accidentally twisted her ankle on a pebble. She squatted down to the side, clutching her ankle and groaning. Although I didn't like this girl, I knew that I had gone a bit too far just now, so of course I couldn't just stand by and do nothing. So I walked over and asked, "Are you alright?" She said, "I twisted my ankle, it hurts so much, it's all your fault!"

I wasn't in the mood to argue with her, so I helped her sit back on her side. Because she couldn't put any weight on her leg, she was almost entirely hanging on me. With our skin touching, and hearing her make some soft moans, I shamefully got an erection. After helping her down to sit, I said, "Do you want me to take off your socks so I can take a look?" Since I occasionally sprain my ankle while playing sports, I had some experience than her, and besides, there was no one else to help. Seeing my confident expression, she nodded slightly in agreement. I gently pulled off her socks and discovered it was indeed a beautiful foot. Although I don't have a foot fetish, I am somewhat interested in beautiful feet. Following her request, I loosened my grip and touched her ankle. Finally, I couldn't help but touch other areas as well. When I sensed that Wen Jing's gaze was about to change again, I quickly said, "It should be nothing serious. I was just tired from hiking, and after resting, I wasn't careful with the weight on my foot, and I accidentally twisted it. It won't be a big problem." Her foot didn't look bruised or purple, and all the joints could still move; it was just a normal sprain that would fully heal in about a week. Hearing my words, she felt much more at ease. She realized I was still holding her foot and wanted to pull it back, but then she felt a headache coming on. I said, "Let me massage it for a while."

Actually, you shouldn't massage a sprained ankle, as it will cause swelling. However, her injury wasn't serious, and I didn't want to hurt her delicate little feet. I wanted to play with them a little longer before saying this. Wen Jing hesitated but agreed, as she trusted me.

I began massaging her feet, using very light and gentle pressure, which should have made her feel comfortable. She put her hands behind her back and gradually relaxed.

I even started to feel something myself, and I wasn't satisfied with just her feet. I started massaging her calves from her ankles. She was wearing long athletic pants, and because it was hot from hiking, she had rolled up the bottoms to her knees, leaving her calves completely exposed. Seemingly sensing my growing interest, Wen Jing opened her eyes and looked at me. I said that the ankles need blood circulation, and just massaging the feet wasn't enough; the calves also needed more massage. Wen Jing had no choice, and the fatigue from hiking made her accept my massage. Although our skin was touching, since there were no sensitive areas, she completely relaxed.

I began massaging her legs, and later, she didn't even try to dodge. What I was kneading and playing with was already an acceptable massage for her. At this point, my desire was beginning to erupt, so I moved closer to her and placed her feet on my knees, making it seem like she was sitting in my lap. She seemed a little uncomfortable and tried to get away, but I held her feet tightly, and she didn't dare to exert any force, making it difficult for her to move. I used my other hand to pull her into my arms and kissed her on the back. She pushed me away abruptly and slapped me. I looked at her and kissed her again, while simultaneously pinching her foot that I was holding. Wen Jing winced in pain and opened her mouth. I immediately captured her tongue, and our tongues intertwined. This time she didn't refuse; instead, she responded to me. We kissed for a while, then she pushed me away, saying, "Is this how you bully Yuefei?"

I hadn't expected her to know about Yuefei and me, but I didn't intend to talk about that. I said, "No, there's more!"

Saying this, I released my hand from her ankle and slipped inside her collar to claim the high ground. Wen Jing struggled a couple of times, but I succeeded. I didn't unhook her bra; I just reached inside and grasped it. It was indeed soft and firm. I kissed her again, and Wen Jing responded passionately. She even took the initiative to grasp my hard, hot penis. It seemed Wen Jing was indeed quite open, showing no shyness whatsoever about matters of the flesh.

We surveyed the surroundings, then carried her to a more secluded spot. After finding a suitable place, I pulled down her sweatpants. I then noticed a wet patch on the middle of her yellow panties. So much water must have gotten there from the massage I gave her earlier. I hadn't expected her to be such a little slut.
I found a rock of just the right height, and sat on it with Wen Jing in my arms. She sat astride my lap with her back to me, her delicate hands reaching behind her to continue teasing my burning desire. I moved my hands to her front to experience the wonders of her deep grove, while also being mindful of passersby. Her grove was also covered in vaginal fluid, her vaginal opening incredibly slippery.

I gently teased her clitoris with my fingers, which were dripping with her fluids, causing her body to tremble repeatedly. Her hand, which was gripping my penis, involuntarily quickened its stroking. Of course, I couldn't let her use her hand to finish me off. Now that her fortress had fallen, all I needed to do was thrust in. I stopped teasing her clitoris, which seemed to leave her feeling empty, but my subsequent forceful penetration gave her a considerable stimulation, a pleasurable sting that made her moan involuntarily. Without a sound, her pert buttocks began to sway on their own. At this moment, Wen Jing had probably already forgotten her foot injury, or even her boyfriend, only wanting to drown in the boundless sea of desire. I held Wen Jing's pert buttocks and exerted force back and forth, sometimes lightly touching her delicate breasts upwards, sometimes probing and teasing her budding clitoris. The two attacks combined to deeply explore Wen Jing's body. However, since we were in the wild, and there were occasional passersby, Wen Jing dared not groan aloud, only able to suppress her panting, which actually had a unique flavor.
I never thought that I would be able to have an impromptu performance with a 90s girl in the depths of the mountains in a foreign country. The friction of my glans against her warm and slippery inner walls gave me an unparalleled feeling of comfort. I suppose Wen Jing's body and mind also received an excellent experience at this moment. Her juices even flowed down my penis and onto my thigh during the thrusting, extremely slippery.

I wrapped my arms around her breasts and increased the frequency of my thrusts. Although this position wasn't very effective, Wen Jing's cooperation made everything much easier. Wen Jing's little buttocks, perched on my thighs, bounced back and forth, aligning with my penis thrusting deep into her inner walls. In the heat of passion, I lifted Wen Jing from behind, placing her arms around her thighs against my chest. I thrust vigorously from behind, the feeling of being suspended in mid-air and my increased frequency bringing Wen Jing to her climax. She couldn't hold back any longer and cried out. However, my thrusting didn't stop, which made Wen Jing both love and hate it, wanting to stop but also unable to. The intense stimulation caused Wen Jing's juices to overflow.

Finally, with a few more powerful thrusts, I ejaculated a thick stream of hot semen deep into Wen Jing's core. I held her as we continued. Wen Jing hadn't recovered from the afterglow; her legs were still trembling slightly. Everything that had just happened had brought both of us an unprecedented experience.

We quickly packed up, not knowing if anyone had overheard us, and helped Wen Jing down the mountain. After we reached the bottom, Mu Yuefei glared at me when she saw Wen Jing leaning against me. I knew she didn't like Wen Jing and didn't want us to get together. Luckily, I quickly explained Wen Jing's foot injury to everyone. Later, we waited until the two Nanshan members had descended before heading back together. We

were exhausted after a long day of hiking and outdoor activities; all we wanted was to get back and rest. After dinner, everyone went back to the dormitory. I noticed Mu Yuefei barely looked at me. Was she angry? Why was she so jealous when she didn't know about my relationship with Wen Jing? Was it just a woman's intuition? Unable to figure it out, I stopped thinking about it. We could explain things to each other when we were alone. On the other hand, Wen Jing occasionally gave me flirtatious glances. It seemed my behavior had made a deep impression on her; despite her young age, she seemed quite driven.

Back at our lodgings, after showering, I lay down on the bed to sleep. Wen Jing's foot injury hadn't healed, and she had just eaten during the day, so it was unlikely she would come to me for a "late-night snack" while injured. Mu Yuefei was probably still a little unhappy, I wondered what she was jealous of. Although I had indeed cheated, Mu Yuefei wouldn't know, and Wen Jing wouldn't reveal it herself.

I don't know how long I slept, but suddenly I felt a smooth, delicate body in my arms, her breasts pressed against my side, wriggling incessantly; what was even more infuriating was that her little hands were actively reaching down to tease my little brother. Feeling the fullness of her breasts, I figured it must be Mu Yuefei. But, she was angry during the day, and now she was showing off her genitals to me again at night. Women are really hard to understand. Without much thought, I was too drowsy to get up and make a move, just thinking that if this little girl couldn't take it anymore, she could sit on top of me.

Sure enough, seeing that my lower body was erect but I still didn't move, Mu Yuefei seemed a little anxious. She grabbed my hand and placed it on her chest, kneading it a few times. Then she moved downwards, reaching the depths of her vulva, guiding my fingers to her clitoris and gesturing for me to massage it by pressing my hand.

Feeling her slippery texture, I wondered why she was being so proactive today. And since we hadn't been intimate for a few days, her body had become fuller, the flesh on her inner thighs more fleshy, and even more slippery with her juices.

A beauty's command is not to be disobeyed, so I played with Mu Yuefei's vulva, and she, in turn, kept stroking my penis. In the midst of our passionate encounter, I heard her say, "Brother, I love you!" It was perhaps just a simple love confession, but it sent a shiver down my spine, my hand trembling slightly. Because she said it in Korean, and very fluent Korean at that. This meant it couldn't possibly be one of those Chinese girls, as they hadn't learned Korean and had only recently been learning the alphabet. Although it's just two words, how could it be pronounced so authentically? Besides a few Chinese people, the only other person in this dormitory building is Jin Yumei, a Korean woman living upstairs. Could this be Jin Yumei?

I was a little nervous, unsure if she'd gotten into the wrong bed or taken the wrong medicine. Suddenly, I smelled alcohol, and the woman in my arms was slurring some sweet nothings. Seeing that I had stopped, she seemed dissatisfied, grabbing my hand again and kneading her genitals.

At this point, I was certain this was Jin Yumei. I just didn't know what the awkward situation would be if I pulled back the covers and told her I'd gotten into the wrong bed. Perhaps my body didn't want this scene to end either. So, while I hesitated, Jin Yumei, not satisfied with just my fingers inside, rolled over and pressed down on me. I could clearly see her expression: disheveled hair, glazed eyes. She closed her eyes, grasping my penis and trying to insert it into her vagina. I knew that if I didn't speak up now, our relationship would change, but I wasn't some legendary saint; how could I let this opportunity slip by?

Finally, she frowned and sat down, moving in and out several times until she was completely seated. Kim Mi-ok's body was full and her figure graceful. Even sitting on me, she kept her back straight. It seemed that this Korean woman paid attention to her perfect image at all times, even on a passionate night after drinking, she didn't forget to give her boyfriend the most beautiful display.

After we sat down, we both breathed a sigh of relief. The emptiness was filled, and our desires were satisfied. The beauty of this moment was indescribable.

Kim Mi-ok tilted her head back and moved, placing me on either side of her hips and covering my chest.
"Ah~! Ah~!"

Kim Mi-ok wasn't shy at all about moaning. Perhaps because of the alcohol, she moaned freely in her own rhythm.

Although she was Korean, the difference in her moans wasn't significant. Feeling the unrestrained passion of this foreign senior on my body, I stopped thinking about how she would react if she realized she'd slept in the wrong bed. After all, this was my room, and she was the one who initiated it, so why shouldn't I enjoy it? So I let loose, hoping for a passionate encounter with this Korean woman.

Kim Mi-ok seemed pleased with my cooperation, her movements becoming even more intense. In a moment of bliss, I rose and we kissed passionately. She responded wildly, and the friction on the floor didn't stop.

Sensing Jin Meiyu's wantonness only fueled my desire to conquer her. I thrust hard into her clitoris, making her moan loudly. But then, after a series of forceful thrusts, she suddenly opened her eyes and said, "I'm coming, brother."

She saw me and tried to stop, but I had no intention of stopping. I continued my rapid, powerful thrusts, as if time had stopped. Her eyes suddenly became intoxicated as she looked at me, embracing me and trembling uncontrollably. I felt a surge of heat emanating from her vaginal walls, pouring onto my glans. It was indescribably wonderful. After a few shudders, she still held me tightly, but I wasn't satisfied yet. Just as I was about to continue, I heard her say, "What happened to me? In your room?"

I replied, "I was sleeping. Suddenly you got naked on my bed and hugged me, and then this happened."
Jin Meiyu realized that she had indeed drunkenly entered the wrong room, mistakenly thinking it was her boyfriend. She had been driven by lust after drinking, never realizing she had gotten into the wrong bed.

Seemingly a little flustered, Jin Meiyu wanted me to leave her body, but I held her tightly against myself, while mischievously thrusting my lower body upwards. Caught off guard, Jin Meiyu cried out in surprise, saying with some embarrassment and annoyance, "Put me down! I'm your senior!"

I had no time to pay attention to her, and began to wriggle on my own; I held Jin Meiyu, letting her firm and proud breasts press tightly against my body, while my lower body thrust forcefully into her clitoris again and again.

Jin Meiyu, still climaxing, was in the throes of intense stimulation and couldn't withstand further teasing. She let out an uncontrollable moan: "You...don't...I'm your senior..."

I continued as before, displaying the strength of my waist that I had maintained through years of training, thrusting so hard that she couldn't speak clearly. Jin Meiyu felt only shame and the dual stimulation of her body. She couldn't understand why her desire was so strong tonight. Alcohol was indeed harmful. She had lost all face in front of a foreign junior, yet not only had her body already climaxed once, she still couldn't suppress her desire for his body. Finally, her last shred of rationality was completely shattered by my repeated thrusts, and she began to reciprocate.

I slowed down, letting her lie beneath me with her legs spread. Jin Meiyu was no longer resisting; she hooked her legs around me, letting me continue caressing her body. I knelt before her, thrusting my lower body against her vulva a few times before penetrating her. Jin Meiyu was already incredibly wet; each thrust, though not all the way in, penetrated about seven or eight tenths of the way. I increased the frequency of my thrusts, the vaginal fluids making a hissing sound. I thrust vigorously over a hundred times; her extremely wet vagina was perfect for this kind of rapid thrusting. My glans, soaked in her fluids, was exceptionally sensitive. Without a single movement, both of us felt completely relaxed.

Not satisfied with just one position, I had her kneel at my waist again, and we began the doggy style.

Jin Meiyu had a voluptuous figure, with shapely breasts and a full bottom. Every impact of my abdomen against her plump buttocks made a thud. "Ahhhhhh! Mingyu, I love you!" This time, her moans were directed at me. I felt incredibly satisfied, and at the same time, the speed of my thrusts was as intense as ever. I gripped her skin and thrust in hard, and she cooperated by thrusting her buttocks towards me forcefully. Even after I pushed her forward, she would still arch her back. We continued to collide like this.

Finally, with a series of powerful thrusts, we both reached our climax at the same time. I lay on top of her, reluctant to withdraw, and continued to play with her breasts with my hands, saying, "Senior, you just said you loved me, don't forget!"

Jin Meiyu was a little shy because I brought up what had just happened, but she blushed and replied, "Mingyu, you did so well, I really liked it."

At this moment, I felt incredibly comfortable!

[The End]

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