Register for MSN to find spring

Yiyin is an old friend of mine, 13 years older than me. We've known each other for many years. Back then
, Line hadn't been released yet; MSN was the dominant force. Fueled by hormones, I registered an
MSN account to seek "spring."

I was incredibly audacious back then, sending private messages to every female member in my MSN groups, requesting to add them as
friends. The messages were roughly: "Hello, I'm also a friend in LA. Sorry to bother you. I especially enjoy
licking and kissing a woman's delicate clitoris. If there's a chance, I hope we can chat.
Please forgive me if I offend you..."

You can imagine how much abuse I received.

But then one person replied with a stunned MSN emoticon (0_0). You probably
guessed it—that person was Yiyin.

And that's how Yiyin and I got together.

Her family lives in a major Canadian city, LA, primarily for two reasons: fulfilling residency
requirements to obtain legal status and raising her child, taking them to and from school daily.

She and her husband live apart year-round, and the hardships they endure are unimaginable.
Fortunately, Yiyin has a relative in LA, and they keep in touch, helping each other out.

After chatting with Yiyin for quite some time, we finally arranged to meet at the library in the predominantly Black neighborhood.

She returns books to the library weekly and borrows new ones for her child.

I value punctuality highly, so I drove there a good half hour early.

Sitting on a bench near the library parking entrance, I watched for incoming vehicles. Just before the appointed time
, a white BMW 750IL pulled in, with a young woman wearing sunglasses in the driver's seat.
I guessed it must be Yiyin.

I was right; shortly after, the woman walked towards me from the parking lot, smiling.

I was genuinely a little surprised. I hadn't even been sure if she was Sister Yiyin yet, but she was already walking towards me.

I got up and walked towards her, tentatively greeting her, "Hello, are you Sister Yiyin?"

"Hello..." Sister Yiyin nodded politely, and that's how we made contact.

To the disappointment of most viewers, my first meeting with Sister Yiyin unfolded and
ended in a peaceful and friendly atmosphere, without any dramatic developments. But

that's to be expected. We met at the library. After Sister Yiyin returned her books, we
sat on a bench behind the library and chatted for a while before going our separate ways.

A week later, Sister Yiyin and I arranged to go for a walk in the Fourth Park.

Luckily, she had relatives there, so she could temporarily entrust her child to them. Her relatives also had children
, who were happy to have playmates and had no objections to Sister Yiyin's outing.

What's so great about walking in the Fourth Park?

Well, there is something. I consciously steered our walk towards a more secluded, sparsely populated area deep within the jungle
. The path near the Hudson River bend was flanked by gnarled aquatic bushes. Avoiding a few menacing spiderwebs
, we reached the end of the path.

There wasn't much scenery here, but there was a 3-4 meter high observation tower. From below,
the interior of the tower was difficult to see due to the obstruction of the bushes. I was delighted; this was it. I suggested we go up
and see the view.

Yiyin exclaimed in surprise, "What kind of view can you get from up here?" But she followed me up anyway.

Just as Yiyin said, there was really nothing to see from up there except for the tangled bushes
.

"Stand here and look," I suggested, holding onto the tower's railing.

She stood where I was, holding onto the railing.

By this time, I had moved behind her, and after she had secured the railing, I hugged her from behind. A faint
, gentle scent of rouge wafted onto my cheek. Sister Yiyin's body was supple; I felt like I was holding a
soft cotton candy.

But the cotton candy feeling quickly vanished. Although Sister Yiyin sensed something I was about to do,
we weren't that familiar with each other yet, and she was still somewhat surprised, her body instantly stiffening and feeling awkward.

I, of course, felt her stiffness too; that wonderful, soft feeling disappeared instantly. My
embrace naturally became abrupt and stiff.

At that moment, the atmosphere was truly awkward.

"Isn't this a bit too hot...?"

Sister Yiyin's question made our situation even more awkward. I also felt a bit embarrassed; I still lacked experience
.

But I didn't let go. Suddenly, I lowered my head and licked her left earlobe with my tongue.

Sister Yiyin trembled slightly and froze, motionless. The delicate fragrance of her rouge-pink cheeks intensified
, but I had no time to savor it, for I held

her soft earlobe in my mouth. I gently licked and sucked, my tongue curling around it, giving it a soft, tingling
sound… a signal that I could now proceed boldly.

I murmured boldly, even shamelessly… My left hand slowly caressed her lower
abdomen, while my right hand moved upwards, embracing Yi Yin's soft breasts.

Above, I closed my eyes, murmuring as I intensified my tongue's caresses. My tongue was no longer
content with just licking Yi Yin's earlobe; it extended out, lingering inside her ear canal, then curled up
, drilling into her ear like a hot, wet drill. At that moment, I gently and slowly exhaled a deep
breath.

A surge of heat penetrated deep into her ear canal, and Yi Yin let out a trembling moan, collapsing
into my arms.

I was just as lost in the moment.

My arms, which had been holding her, had shifted position; my left hand was kneading Yi Yin's full, tender breasts, while my right hand was actually reaching towards...
Deep inside her lower abdomen, he began to caress her most mysterious and delicate area…
Even through her clothes, the stimulation was intense enough that Yi Yin writhed, suppressing
her moans.

Yes, although we were lost in passion, we remained vigilant. This was, after all, a public place.
Even though there weren't many people, it didn't mean no one would come!

Speak of the devil, and he appears.

Someone really did come. Three Black men; an adult with two children, riding bicycles on an adventure.

Luckily, we heard the children's commotion early enough. Upon hearing the noise, Yi Yin and I immediately regained
our composure. Before the children could climb on top of us, we had already tidied our clothes, leaving no trace.

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