I finally won the heart of the woman I love most.

While shopping at the supermarket, seeing the Want Want milk on the shelf suddenly brought a pang of pain to my heart. I thought of her, a sudden, frantic longing for her. She was my high school classmate. Back then, she was so beautiful, so innocent. We were both young, and I kept my feelings for her deeply hidden until graduation, when we went our separate ways. One day, I overheard her best friend saying that she had always liked me too, but didn't understand my feelings for her, so she never expressed them. When I heard this, I was filled with regret. If I had been bolder back then, maybe she would be my girlfriend now.

Suddenly, I missed her terribly and desperately wanted to contact her. So, I contacted many old classmates, going through many twists and turns, and finally got her contact information. In the days that followed, we communicated through text messages and video chats online, talking about so many things. We had such a great time, feeling a deep connection, a tacit understanding. Gradually, I learned that she was getting married soon, and we understood that we couldn't be together anymore, for too many reasons. But I think I'll never forget her, never. Once, during a chat, she told me she'd be coming to Fuzhou on a business trip soon. I was so happy and excited! I asked her to meet me when she came, and she agreed. I eagerly awaited her arrival.

That evening, we agreed to meet on the pedestrian street in Taijiang District. I arrived half an hour early, my heart pounding with excitement. I saw her approaching from afar, and she saw me too. Perhaps shy, she lowered her head and walked quickly towards me. As we drew closer, I became even more nervous. When she stood before me, she was still so pure and beautiful, but with an added touch of maturity. She was more alluring than before. She looked at me, her face flushed, and she lowered her head again. So we walked side by side, chatting. Several times, I wanted to hold her hand, but I didn't dare. Finally, I mustered up the courage and took her hand. I could feel she was nervous too, trying to pull away, but I held it tightly. Her palms were sweaty.

Time spent with her was joyful. Before I knew it, it was eleven o'clock. I offered to take her back to her hotel. She initially refused, but after my insistence, she finally agreed. So we got a taxi and took her to the Jinye Hotel near the train station, where she was staying. The taxi arrived quickly. We got out, and I walked her to the hotel entrance. Thinking about parting soon, I felt incredibly sad. Suddenly, I couldn't help but hug her tightly, whispering in her ear that I should take care of myself. Then I turned to leave, but she, her face flushed, suddenly looked up at me and said, "Would you like to come up and sit for a while, chat with me?" Actually, I didn't want to leave her either, so I agreed.

We went upstairs together to her room. As soon as we closed the door, she suddenly hugged me tightly and kissed me with her hot red lips. Seeing my beloved so proactive, we kissed passionately, and slowly, we both became aroused. I couldn't resist any longer, so I picked her up, carried her to the bed, and gently placed her on it. Looking at her on the bed, her beautiful face, her heaving breasts, and her alluring waist, I pressed myself against her, and our hot red lips met again.

My hands weren't idle either; they began to gently knead her high breasts. Even through her clothes and bra, I could feel her fullness. I felt her whole body trembling slightly. So I rolled over and unbuttoned her top, revealing a pair of white bras. As I unhooked them, her large, snow-white breasts seemed to suddenly break free of their restraints, sprang forth before me. Watching these pristine breasts rise and fall before my eyes, I couldn't resist gently taking one of her small, red nipples into my mouth, while my other hand kneaded her other breast. My mouth alternated between her breasts, and she seemed to enjoy it. When I sucked, she couldn't help but let out soft, seductive moans. I then gently pulled down her pants, exposing her entire body to me: a beautiful face, high breasts, snow-white skin, a flat, mirror-like abdomen, and long, shapely legs—truly a beautiful sight

to behold. My lust flared, and my penis became incredibly hard. I parted her legs and buried my head in them. She probably knew what I was about to do; she squeezed her legs together and said, "Dirty, no!" Looking at her shy face, I said, "I love you, how could I be dirty? You'll always be the purest." As I spoke, I spread her legs and brought my tongue to her vulva, gently licking it. Her vulva was red, delicate, and tender, looking like a large, split peach, exuding a sweet fragrance. As I kissed her, I felt her becoming increasingly wet. When I gently sucked on her clitoris, she couldn't help but clamp my head between her legs. Knowing she couldn't take it, I mounted her. I gently parted her legs, placed my thick, hot rod at the entrance of her vulva, and then forcefully thrust it in. Her vulva was so tight, I couldn't penetrate all the way in, so I thrust forward again, and with a squeak, the rod was fully inside her.

After penetrating, I lay on top of her. I whispered in her ear, "Sis, can you squeeze me hard?" She asked, "Why do you want me to squeeze?" I said I didn't know if I was dreaming, I wasn't sure, so I wanted to feel some pain to be sure. She asked me to be sure of what, and I told her I wasn't sure if I was really with the woman I loved most, or if I was dreaming. She blushed deeply, repeatedly saying how naughty I was, and lightly punched my back with her small fists. I kissed her again, and gradually, I felt her constantly thrusting her lower abdomen, as if she wanted me to move.

So I spread her legs wide and began to gently thrust in and out. Watching my penis going in and out of the woman I loved most, I felt an unparalleled sensation; it was so incredibly pleasurable. As I gently thrust, her red lips parted slightly, her eyes were alluring, and she emitted a series of soul-stirring moans. Hearing this, I couldn't resist any longer, so I increased my speed, thrusting in and out forcefully...

After hundreds of thrusts, I felt a sensation I'd never experienced before. I'd been with many women, but today I finally knew what it felt like to do it with the one I loved most. It felt like I could ejaculate easily; I kept controlling my pleasure, afraid I'd come too quickly. I held her, letting her sit on my lap. She closed her eyes, her face contorted in pain. Her long hair billowed in the air with each thrust, and I could clearly see her vagina engulfing my penis. After hundreds more thrusts, I felt myself reaching my limit.

So I rolled her over, supporting her snow-white buttocks, and thrust hard from behind. The pleasure intensified. I increased my speed and thrust harder. Her small hands, which had been supporting her on the bed, couldn't hold on any longer and fell to either side. Her head rested on the bed, her hands gripping the sheets beside her, and she cried out repeatedly. Finally, after a powerful thrust, I pressed myself tightly against her buttocks, and a stream of hot semen shot deep into the womb of my beloved. (We were so engrossed in our lovemaking that she didn't want me to use a condom.)

We didn't want to separate for a long time. Later, she turned around and kept kissing me, and we kept kissing. Then we went to take a shower together. She helped me wash, washing me very carefully, just like a wife lovingly caring for her husband. We fell asleep in each other's arms, and time seemed to fly by.

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