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For a while, I got a bit tired of saunas and hair salons, so I wanted to see if I could find an opportunity to try something more exciting at a more respectable place. So, I took a taxi to "Flower Fairy Foot Massage" on Shadi Road. It was a legitimate massage and foot bath shop. I used to go hiking with my department, and afterwards we'd all come here for a foot massage. The environment was nice, the techniques were good, and the girls were pretty. So, I went back and ordered a Thai massage. My manager arranged a room for me, and not long after, there was a knock on the door. A clear voice asked, "Sir, may I come in?" I said, "Please come in." A young woman entered, wearing a pink uniform—very formal, not revealing at all, but still unable to hide her well-developed breasts. She looked no more than eighteen or nineteen, petite and charming. My eyes immediately lit up! As she turned to close the door, I noticed her pert bottom.
After lying down for the massage, she started by massaging my head, from my forehead to my temples. The masseuse's hands were delicate and her technique was good. She would often gently ask if I was applying enough pressure. We chatted while she massaged me, talking about everything from our hometowns to our hobbies, and we seemed to get along very well. After we got to know each other better, I started making some slightly risqué jokes with her. I asked her how old she was, and she said 19. I laughed and said, "I'm not asking how old you are, I'm asking how big your bust size is." She paused for a moment, then slapped me and said with a laugh, "You're so annoying!" I laughed too: "You're small for your size but big for your breasts, do you really want to know?" She whispered, "Me? 36." I said, "Wow, that's big! The bust size every woman dreams of. Can I touch it?" She said, "No." But her expression wasn't very firm. I persisted: "Just touch it, you won't lose anything." She still smiled and shook her head.
After a while, she had me turn over and lie face down so she could massage my back. She took off her shoes, climbed onto the bed, grabbed the shelf hanging from the ceiling, and gently stepped on my back. I took the opportunity to peek under her skirt and said with a smile, "Hey, I saw your panties, they're pink, so sexy!" She laughed, "Hehe, so what?" I added, "I also saw some pubic hair." She looked surprised and asked, "Really?" I said seriously, "Of course it's true, why would I lie to you? You don't have much pubic hair, do you?" She stepped on my back a little harder and scolded me with a laugh, "So lewd." I immediately retorted, "It's a man's nature. If all men weren't lewd and ran away at the sight of women, wouldn't all women hang themselves?" She laughed again.
After the foot massage, she sat on my lap, pressing my thighs down and using her thumbs to press on my back. When the time was right, I decided to take a risk, so I grabbed her hands and pulled her onto my back. Ah, the feeling of big breasts pressing on my back is so good! I could feel her plump vulva pressing against my buttocks, it was incredibly arousing. She whispered, "Let me go." Seeing that she didn't say the things I dreaded most, like "Let me go, or I'll scream," I figured she was interested in me too. So, I smiled and said, "This back-press is the most comfortable." She didn't resist and lay on my back for a while. I immediately rolled over, lying on my back, and laid her on top of me. What was I waiting for? I grabbed her breasts. She let out a soft moan. I pulled her close and kissed her, and she didn't resist. After kissing her, her cheeks flushed, and she laughed, "It's so embarrassing to start like this on our first meeting. Okay, that's enough. I think you're quite attractive, so I'll let you take advantage of me! Shall I continue massaging you?"
Oh my god! We've already come this far, why massage me? Since she's interested in me, it would be an injustice if I didn't strike while the iron is hot! Without a word, I flipped her over and pinned her to the bed, showering her with passionate kisses. I thought to myself, "I'm a seasoned veteran of the pleasure quarters; I'm sure I can ignite your passion, especially since she's already blushing and aroused. I'm going to set her ablaze with desire!" So, I unleashed my masterful tongue skills, kissing her until she was weak in the knees. My hands, of course, weren't idle either. I lifted her shirt, pushed up her bra, and grasped her large breasts, first gently caressing them, then kneading them forcefully. Then I took her nipples into my mouth, sucking, licking, and biting. She writhed, mumbling, "Door, door, door." I immediately realized she hadn't locked the door when she came in. So I quickly got up, jumped off the bed, locked the door, and pounced on her again, kissing and caressing her. She was panting, her eyes glazed with desire. My hands slid down her breasts, circling her belly and lower abdomen, making her tremble with ticklishness. My hands continued downwards, slipping inside her skirt's waistband, covering her genitals, and slowly rubbing them through the thin silk panties. She was already panting heavily. I turned her body to her side, unzipped the back of her skirt, and pulled it down to her knees. She kicked the skirt off. I continued to kiss her sweet lips while reaching inside her panties to caress her labia. Good heavens, she was already aroused, burning with desire; her labia majora were swollen like rubber bands, her vaginal opening was soaking wet, and my hands were covered in her juices! I quickly stripped off her panties, then stripped myself naked, and embraced her, pressing my large penis against her lower abdomen. We rolled around on the bed. She was completely lost in passion, in a daze.
Taking advantage of MM's inattention, I swiftly thrust my large penis into her vagina! MM instinctively said, "Condom, use a condom..." I found it somewhat amusing: where would I find a condom at this time, in this situation? I ignored her and began my assault. MM initially bit her lip, trying her best not to cry out, lest someone hear. Actually, this worry was completely unnecessary. The soundproofing in this place was excellent; as long as the door wasn't open, even if the neighbors shouted, no one could hear.
Suddenly, MM seemed to remember something, grabbed my hand, and said, "Get a towel to put on, so you don't get the sheets dirty." MM is so thoughtful! I almost forgot about that; if the boss found out she was having sex with someone else while on duty, it would be troublesome. So, I grabbed a towel from the side, lifted MM's buttocks, stuffed the towel inside, and continued fucking her. MM was right; her vaginal fluids increased, flowing down her perineum onto the towel with each thrust of my large penis. MM bit her fingers, trying to suppress her moans. I whispered in her ear, "Baby, don't be afraid, go for it! This room is very soundproof; no one can hear you." So, MM slowly released her fingers, initially hesitant to moan loudly, but gradually growing louder. Her moans were like a battle horn, igniting my passion and fueling my frantic advance. I finally understood why bugles are used in battle—it's an inspiring sound, a sound that makes you feel like you're ready to die! I'm almost certain that whoever suggested using bugles in battle got their inspiration from women's moans!
As I watched my large penis thrust in and out of her honey pot, I carefully examined her genitals. Her labia majora were swollen and hard to the touch; her labia minora were turned apart, revealing pink flesh; her clitoris was erect like a small nipple; her mons pubis was high, with sparse pubic hair, like a freshly steamed bun. Her face was flushed with desire, making her delicate skin radiant; her eyes were slightly closed, and light eyeshadow added to her allure; her lips were licked until they were full and glossy, as if coated with lipstick; her large breasts swayed up and down with my thrusts, exuding a seductive and erotic atmosphere.
After more than ten minutes, she was on the verge of orgasm, and I had reached the peak of pleasure. So, I held her slender waist and thrust faster and faster, to an unbelievable speed, only feeling waves of intense pleasure coursing through my entire body from the head of my penis. The climax finally arrived, and my semen gushed forth, rushing towards her cervix. MM also climaxed during my last thrust. Her tight vagina contracted and expanded, like a baby's mouth sucking incessantly, a feeling of unparalleled bliss, like ascending to heaven.
I left my large penis inside MM's flower garden, embracing her for five or six minutes, during which time only the sound of our heartbeats and panting could be heard. MM slowly regained her senses, got dressed, and nestled in my arms, saying shyly, "I'm so embarrassed, I actually did that with you." I thought to myself, "Hehe, all women are like this, they have to pretend even after doing it, making it seem like she was forced."
I picked up the towel that had been under MM's buttocks and showed it to her: "Look how much you've leaked, haven't you had sex in a long time?" MM snatched the towel away, scolding coquettishly, "You're so annoying!" Looking at MM's shy appearance, I loved her more and more, and held her affectionately for a while longer.
It wasn't long before it was time to leave. I handed the girl a 200 yuan tip, but she insisted on not taking it. However, how could I not show her some appreciation? So I said I'd buy her some clothes. Seeing my insistence, she accepted it. Before leaving, she even gave me a ticket, asking me to go out with her another day. I thought to myself, she probably enjoyed what I did to her and wanted more. This time we only had sex, we didn't try anything else, I'll call her out next time for some real fun. I went to the front desk and bought two more hours, the girl watching me until I entered the elevator.

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