lewd niece and uncle

The music continued to echo in the air. It wasn't the kind of music that Miharu usually liked to listen to, because her uncle had heard Miharu say that she hated Sanwa Spring's songs the most, and now Sanwa Spring's folk songs were playing.
My uncle used to drink cheap whiskey. Later, as his income gradually increased, he started drinking fine foreign liquor. Until one day, he accidentally drank the liquor he used to drink and realized how he had managed to drink such inferior liquor in the past.
Although there are so many women in the world, in my uncle's opinion, there are too few women. That is to say, there are not many women worth sleeping with.
That night, wearing only socks, he ran across the cold cement to where he parked his car and drove home. The next day, his uncle came to Mei-qing's place to retrieve the shoes, and naturally, he hugged Mei-qing again.
During sex, Meiqing's body trembled constantly. She was a woman with a very strong sex drive, and each time the taste was different, the tightness inside was also different. The sucking force inside was sometimes strong and sometimes weak. Sometimes it felt like worms were wriggling, and sometimes it felt like something was bouncing.
The next morning, the uncle could vaguely feel Mei Qing's mucus gently rubbing against the head of his penis. Of course, the uncle was already satisfied. He left the room without making a sound, while Mei Qing lay quietly on the bed as if she had fainted.
Miharu wouldn't wake up all at once; if someone broke into her room, she would definitely be raped. If someone deliberately peeked outside, and saw a man step out of the room, thinking, "Great! My chance has come!" and opened the door to go in, Miharu would naturally be defenseless. Perhaps Miharu was waiting for this opportunity and gladly accepting the unwanted advances of an uninvited guest!
Suddenly, an idea popped into his head: "I'll give it a try!"
In fact, the uncle desperately wanted to get his hands on the woman living across the hall from him. His room was on the fourth floor of the apartment building, and the woman he desired lived in the room directly opposite his. In other words, he didn't want any woman he'd previously been intimate with bothering him, constantly clinging to him like a piece of chewing gum. So, the uncle had been observing this woman's personality for about six months; she had moved in about seven or eight months ago.
My uncle's room had a fisheye mirror. Although there was a corridor in between, every time the door on the other side opened or closed, a vibration would reach my uncle's room. At that time, my uncle would look through the fisheye mirror and see that the woman was either about to step out of the room or about to enter the room.
This woman was probably around twenty years old. "It's best not to!" the uncle always thought.
She often carried a folder containing official documents, and her uncle couldn't figure out what she did for a long time. Sometimes she would go out at noon, and sometimes in the evening, but she would always return late at night. Her uncle thought she might work at some club, but her simple appearance didn't seem to suggest that.
She wasn't dressed in elegant dresses or gowns, nor was she casually dressed in a shirt and jeans. But no matter what she wore, she always carried a thick cardboard bookcase. Why would a woman who worked at a club bring such a thing to work?
When she's in her room, you can usually hear music, and it's always pop songs in English or French.
One autumn night, her uncle met her in front of the elevator. The woman probably didn't know that her uncle was the tenant living across the hall from her.
"You're the person who lives across from my room, right?"
"Um..."
The woman had healthy, wheat-colored skin. She blushed as she responded, as if she knew her uncle.
"I see you often, and I think you're very beautiful. Since we're neighbors, I think it's best not to get too close. How do you know me?"
The woman's cheeks flushed a deeper and deeper crimson. Perhaps, when she heard the door open, she was also secretly observing her uncle's behavior through the fisheye lens.
Her hair wasn't permed; it hung straight down her shoulders, and the whites of her eyes had a faint powdery sheen.
As she stepped out of the elevator, her uncle said to her, "Goodnight."
The woman echoed, "Goodnight."
My uncle left his bedroom door open so he could see into the woman's room. It was the season when air conditioning or heating wasn't needed. Besides sleeping with Aki every two weeks and hugging Meiqing every week, my uncle occasionally slept with other women.
As soon as his uncle entered the room, he began to take off his clothes. His door remained open. After taking off his shorts towards the door, he went into the bathroom to shower. He wasn't worried about thieves coming in; let them come if they wanted, since nothing was stolen that would endanger his life.
After showering, he wrapped himself in a towel and stood facing the woman's room. To enhance his erection, he used his hand. In a daze, he thought it was incredibly cute, not only with its black sheen but also its upright shape. If only the woman in the opposite room could see it through her fisheye lenses at that moment.
A popular English song was playing in the woman's room; it was sung by a man with a magnetic voice.
The uncle leaned back on the sofa and stroked his genitals, which stood erect. After a moment, he closed the door and glanced through the fisheye mirror at the room opposite. As if preordained, the door to the opposite room slowly opened.
The uncle gasped in surprise. He saw a light brown, naked woman moving in the brightly lit room, her back to the door as she walked inside. The woman sat with her back against the sofa, just like he had before, her long legs spread wide open. She then began to caress her genitals. Through the fisheye lenses, they seemed much farther away than they actually were, and they also appeared round.
The uncle thought to himself, "She must have been looking at me just now."
She had probably been aroused by seeing her uncle's naked body and wanted to retaliate, so she deliberately showed him her own body. Not only that, but the woman's breasts were even fuller than her uncle had imagined. Now, all he wanted was to rush inside immediately.
At this moment, her uncle's heart was in turmoil, and he was almost completely disoriented. She then raised her arms above her head, revealing her thick armpit hair. Her hands seemed to be gathering her long hair, waving them around, and then suddenly she reached one hand towards that sensitive area and began to rub it with her palm. She opened her lips, and a look of pain flashed between her brows, and several wrinkles appeared and disappeared on her forehead.
The uncle thought to himself that, judging from her actions, even if it was acting, he could be sure that she was aroused. So he opened the door that had just been closed, entered the woman's room that she had opened, and then locked the door from the inside.
The naked uncle thrust his face between the woman's open thighs.
"Oh! You..." the woman cried out in surprise, but her hands wrapped around her uncle's head, pressing it forcefully between her legs. Her genitals were already wet, and her uncle smelled a scent he had never smelled before—a scent reminiscent of chrysanthemums. She uttered "No" again, but as she said this, she spread her legs even wider, not pushing her uncle's head away, but simply continuing to press inward forcefully.
The uncle began to use his skillful tongue. Her valley was moist with spring water, and the chrysanthemum-like scent grew stronger. The uncle was pondering whether to lay her down on the sofa or carry her to the bed. Of course, it would be much more convenient to play with her on the bed.
He gently took her hand and said, "Let's go to bed."
The woman moved her lips as if she wanted to say something, looking hesitant and gazing at her uncle with mournful, melancholic eyes before walking to the bed and lying down obediently. Her eyes, which seemed to have just been crying, remained fixed on her uncle.
The woman's breasts were the firm, elastic breasts of a southern woman. She held her uncle's head tightly with both hands and began scratching his hair. At the same time, she began to moan "Ah!" Then, she suddenly began to convulse intermittently, as if she could no longer contain the pleasure.
The uncle suddenly discovered something the size of a bean growing under the woman's armpit.
"It's a small breast!" the uncle muttered to himself.
If you don't look closely, you won't notice them. The small, bean-sized nipples look like tiny swellings from mosquito bites. Judging from the fact that they're on both sides, they're undoubtedly small breasts. His tongue then moved to the small breasts. Clearly, that area has an erogenous zone, because she began to sob and convulse again.
He pushed her arm away, his tongue slowly moving towards her armpit. Her armpits were covered in thick hair and had a slight body odor, which suited her perfectly.
Whenever her uncle's hand touched the sensual hollow under her armpit, her body would jerk, and her uncle would hear her make an "Ah!" sound.
The uncle also saw her remove the pillow from under her head with her outstretched hand, because the pillow would hinder her movements when she was thrusting. After she let go of the pillow, she started to grab the sheets. At this moment, the uncle remembered that he hadn't kissed this woman yet, so he moved his mouth to her face and pressed it against her flushed and slightly swollen lips.
"Why do I always seem to meet such amazing women?"
Suddenly, the uncle felt a surge of gratitude towards God, and at that moment, the woman's tongue gradually rolled over and sucked at him. Her mouth was filled with the sweet scent of chrysanthemum. Then, the uncle abruptly moved his lips to the woman's genitals, gently flicking the protrusion.
There are three ways to tease a protruding part. One is to use the tip of the nose, the second is to use the lower lip, and the third is to use the tip of the tongue.
He applied all three methods to that protruding area and probably discovered that her sobbing was strongest when she flicked her lower lip.
"Ah! No..."
"You said no, but you're already soaking wet. Look, you're inside!"
"Ah...no...please spare me..."
After a deep insertion, the uncle relaxed his body and began thrusting.
"Hmm..."
With each penetration, the woman's upper body arched backward. At that moment, the uncle felt a burning heat throughout his body. Woman! I will never let you go again; you will be my woman from now on...
Grabbing her breasts from her clothes, he thrust his penis upwards with all his might, penetrating her deeply to the root, causing the woman's body to tremble on the bed.
"ah!"
"Are you okay? Can you feel it?"
Reaching under her shirt, I touched her breasts directly; the full breasts writhed in my palm.
"Woman, your breasts are beautiful!"
"Very good! Your sucking skills have clearly improved."
She would also feel the excitement of a penis in an instant, and she would inexplicably feel aroused herself. The woman would forget her own position and be intoxicated in a passionate dream. She would rub her cheeks against the penis, and the thing in her mouth would wander from time to time. She would do her best to be loyal to her duties.
"So beautiful!"
The woman meticulously attended to the man's large penis, and out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of his pleased expression. It was only natural for a subordinate to cater to her superior's desires. Under her deliberate teasing, the man smiled with satisfaction. My manhood was still full of vitality, displaying boundless energy; it hadn't lost its function with age—after all, I was still young.
"Take off your clothes! Use your full, soft breasts."
The woman stripped off her upper body; she wasn't wearing a bra underneath, and her two round, full breasts bounced nakedly. She grasped one of her breasts with her hands and nestled against the man's swollen penis, rubbing her cleavage against it, which held an irresistible attraction for him.
"Wow, those are amazing breasts, it feels so good to have them inside me."
"Comfortable."
Her actions pleased the man greatly. She lamented why she had done something that would lead to selling her body and losing her soul, yet her hands still grasped her breasts, making the narrow cleavage squeeze the man's penis forcefully. In this action, her breasts received pleasure from the other's joyful reaction.
"Your skill in making creamy milk is truly excellent! It makes the milk seem so delicious."
He squinted and stroked the woman's hair, while also praising her breasts for their contribution and rewarding them with extra care. The woman's breasts became even harder and more erect after the man's touch, and her two nipples, like flower buds, lingered and caressed her tenderly, whispering their innermost feelings.
"So good... I'm going to ejaculate... right on those full, soft breasts..."
"No... we can't come out."
She quickly moved her breasts away from the man's penis and nestled her body in his arms, trying to divert his arousal and ejaculate where she felt most needed.
"Don't shoot...into the breasts..."
"Then where... should we shoot?"
"You're so annoying... Gentlemen understand what ladies need."
The woman spoke her heart directly and passionately, craving the man to take immediate action to suppress the unbearable itching in her lower body. Her vagina was already overflowing with wetness, and her heart was pounding rapidly. She swayed her hips provocatively towards the man, her vagina already fully prepared and wide open. The man cooperated with her needs, holding his swollen penis as he thrust into her. After two or three unsuccessful attempts, he finally managed to penetrate her vagina.
"Ah...that feels so good..."
As she felt the penis penetrate deeper, a satisfied sound escaped her throat. The friction and union of flesh felt so solid. Normally, women do this because men give them money, not out of genuine joy. But now, she had long forgotten how much she was being paid. All she knew was that the burning desire within her could not be extinguished. As he penetrated her, he did not forget her breasts, his hands constantly caressing their fullness, his waist twisting.
"That feels so good! It feels so good to be penetrated..."
Her hair was disheveled and flying wildly; it had just been styled and was now completely overjoyed. She twisted her waist to match the speed of the penis thrusting in and out. Her uncle had a general understanding of women's behavior; in her moments of passion, she longed for the man's powerful penis to penetrate her. He wanted to change his approach.
He forcefully squeezed the woman's breasts with his hands, pinching and pulling the two buds tightly with his fingers, and then moving his fingers around as they trembled. He wanted to subject the wanton woman to new torment and unleash her instinctive sexual hunger.
"It hurts...it hurts so much..." A slight pain came from her tender breasts, which instantly turned into a surge of pleasure that swept through her entire body.
"Ah...it feels so good..."
Initially, she felt pain during the kneading, but soon became extremely excited under the guidance of his fingers. She ecstatically parted her tightly pursed lips, and the man's lips covered them. After the passionate contact, his lips left hers. He teased her breasts with his left hand while his right hand reached down to her genitals. His penis thrust into her wetness, and his right hand vigorously rubbed along the groove between her wetness and anus. Under the influence of his fingers, her emotions surged to a high level.
"Yes...it feels good..."
Even through a thin layer of skin, he clearly understood the woman; this area was her most sensitive spot, the place that caused her pain and suffocation.
"So good...yes! It feels amazing, it really gets me...I love it..."
As the man attacked her, her desire surged. The intense collision and union of the man and woman's sensitive organs was so exhilarating, it was truly unforgettable. They found the pleasure they both desired in the game, and their emotions soared to new heights... He could not resist the heat within him and was about to ejaculate a thick stream of semen.
"Ah...it's out."
"No...no." Even as she said this, she and he reached a sublime state.
"So...comfortable..." Her head tilted back and swayed once or twice, the intense sensation penetrating deep into her heart.
"Good...it's great...I'd be willing to have my cunt fucked to death..." she cried softly, the woman's lewd words ringing in the man's ears.
The tip of the glans was incredibly shiny, and she was about to receive its lubrication. She closed her eyes in ecstasy, her mouth filled with the penis, and her hands moving up and down incessantly.
"It feels good... I'll come." The man's penis was at the woman's mercy, and she was single-mindedly waiting for it to come.
"Ah..." he screamed, spurting thick semen from the tip of his penis.
"I...I'm here." Her mouth sucked on the penis, feeling the semen coming.
The semen spurted out of her mouth and onto her lips, spraying out repeatedly. Her right hand kept squeezing the base of the penis, and the semen overflowed from her mouth, spraying white semen all over the woman's face, filling the air with the smell of a man.
"Lick it, eat it... savor the delicious food."
"Oh..." She opened her lips and stuck out her tongue, scrambling it across her own face.
"I love it, it's so delicious..." She swallowed the rich, fresh milk.
Miharu immersed herself in the cold seawater, the water lapping against her skin. She took a deep breath, feeling her breasts bobbing in the water, a strange itch rising within her. She feared this feeling. It always stirred within her when she swam, making her feel disoriented. She took a breath, then plunged into the water. The clear seawater, illuminated by the sunlight, allowed her to see the underwater plants and flowers. After diving for a while, she rolled over and surfaced.
"Miharu! Miharu!" It was his uncle's voice calling from afar.
Meiqing wiped the water droplets from her face and turned around. She saw her uncle swimming rapidly towards her on the distant sea. He was swimming freestyle, fast and agile. The water rippled, and she saw concern and worry filling her uncle's youthful eyes.
"Miharu!" he said, floating on the water, "Where did you swim to? I suddenly can't see you!"
She was a beautiful young woman. Her uncle could look at her a thousand times, ten thousand times, and he would never tire of it.
"Can you swim on your back?" she asked, lying leisurely on her back in the water.
He said, "Of course."
"Come on!" she said, "swim on your back with me!"
He didn't immediately lie on his back on the water; he simply floated beside her, gazing intently at her. Her "bikini" was flesh-colored, barely covering her breasts. And below, a small flesh-colored thong encircled her hips, barely concealing the triangle between her legs.
The bikini was wet and now clung tightly to Miharu's body. This made him even more stunned; her entire body was laid bare before him, practically naked. A fiery sensation surged between his legs, like a powerful force. He couldn't help but feel aroused, a sight that surprised and embarrassed him! Fortunately, his lower body was submerged in water, preventing his embarrassing situation from being fully exposed.
Miharu opened her eyes and, lying on the water's surface, asked, "What? Aren't you coming with me?"
He said, "I...I'll still stay here and watch over you!"
Miharu said, "Are you really afraid of sharks attacking me?"
She exclaimed, "If there really were sharks, I'm sure you'd be faster than me!"
She laughed heartily as the seawater lapped against her body, her firm breasts bobbing on the surface.
She yelled, "What are you doing? Why are you looking at me like that?"
He stammered, unable to speak: "I...I..."
With a roll over, Mei Qing stared at him blankly, and when she noticed his gaze, she got angry.
She yelled, "You shameless bastard! You're staring at my breasts! You don't swim, yet you're staring intently at my breasts!"
The uncle blushed deeply: "I...I didn't..."
She said, "You were clearly staring at me, with eyes like a pervert..."
The uncle was trembling with anxiety. If he swam on his back, his body would tilt upwards, revealing his embarrassing lower body. He was only wearing a tiny pair of swim trunks that barely covered his genitals. As his body lay flat on the water, Miharu looked down and her gaze suddenly fell upon that bulging area.
He was now swimming on his back, but between his legs, a small bulge stood out clearly before her. This stirred up endless fantasies within her. It was as if she had entered a fairyland. A tingling sensation filled her heart!
Her uncle's manhood was being caressed in her hand, and she was actually hoping for something more. Seeing that she was already interested, her uncle immediately rolled over, touched her panties, and took them off.
After her uncle pulled down Mei-ching's panties, his five fingers, like little snakes, burrowed into her vagina. At first, she felt a slight pain, but after a while of fiddling and thrusting, she not only got used to it but gradually became reluctant to part with those five fingers. The inability to scratch her itchy spot made her extremely uncomfortable.
"Would it be more comfortable or painful to have this hard thing shoved in? If it's painful, then surely not all women in the world would be fools or idiots who would deliberately seek out suffering. So, it must be..."
As Meiqing pondered this, she absentmindedly rubbed her uncle's penis. At this moment, the lust aroused by his penis had begun to burn within her.
"Why not? You're a strong swimmer; soaking for an hour or two won't be a problem!"
"If you're worried about not having enough strength, I can stay in the water for a day or two without any problem."
"Alright! Let's give it a try! But I have absolutely no idea how to do it."
"Do I even need a teacher? Just do as I say, that's all. But you have to hold your breath. Otherwise, if you drink water, that'll be terrible."
As he spoke, he pulled Mei Qing towards him. Although they were both submerged, shoulder to shoulder, their penises were already entwined. Finally, his penis was taken into her vagina, and with a forceful thrust, he pulled her buttocks toward him. His hard member was now fully inside.
Miharu let out a soft "Oh!" and closed her eyes. She could feel that her empty orifice below was now completely filled, firmly pressed against her uterus, almost like it was pressing against her mouth. At that moment, she felt satisfied.
Just as she felt a sudden emptiness, the penis slowly slid in again. But it didn't seem to reach the bottom for a long time, making her unbearably itchy! She immediately arched her hips and twisted her waist, and finally, she could feel the penis reaching the bottom. Like a thirsty person receiving a drop of water, she felt incredibly excited.
But this excitement and satisfaction was fleeting; the hard penis slipped out again! She couldn't wait any longer and desperately thrust her hips forward to chase after it. Luckily, it didn't slip off completely; it only reached the entrance of her vagina, where she grabbed his buttocks and pushed it back in.
Her heart was pounding in her chest, but her soul drifted away with the white clouds. Her whole body convulsed, releasing a stream of vaginal fluid. But he, not yet satisfied, suddenly felt a heat in his glans, and his burning heart felt as if a drop of oil had been added, making him thrust even more vigorously.
Meiqing closed her eyes, secretly savoring the sensation of insects crawling on her. Was it itchy? Or...? She couldn't say, but she found it incredibly pleasurable.
The uncle's thrusts grew more vigorous and pleasurable, his speed increasing dramatically, driving Mei Qing to a frenzy. So engrossed in his pleasure, he paid no heed to her, focusing solely on thrusting and pumping, his breath coming in rapid gasps, like a bellows. He felt only heat and engorgement; only release would bring him relief, so he recklessly rammed and pounded. Even if it meant crashing the heavens, he was willing to endure anything to ejaculate. So, ignoring Mei Qing's agony, he thrust and pounded, pounding and pounding for a thousand and eight hundred times, yet he still couldn't ejaculate.
This was the second time she had produced vaginal fluid. Only then did she truly enjoy the ecstasy, so she closed her eyes tightly again and slowly savored the taste.
The man in her arms did not disappoint her; he continued to work with great enthusiasm, and she fell deeply in love with him because of this. This love was blind, but it came from the bottom of her heart, because she felt that this was the inexhaustible source of happiness.
She used both hands to support his back, and with the other hand she gently stroked the water to keep their weight level. He tried his best to do it a thousand or eight hundred more times, until he was out of breath and large beads of sweat kept dripping down his face, before he impatiently stopped.
"Why isn't it coming out yet?"
"What can we do?"
"Unless the sperm is eliminated, there is no other way!"
"Take a rest first, and come back later."
"Look at the time now! Are we going to stay submerged in water forever?"
When Miharu looked up, the sun was indeed already setting in the west, around four o'clock.
"I know, that's why I'm so anxious! But it just won't come out, what can I do?"
"Is it true that the more anxious you are, the harder it is to get out?"
I think so.
"Then I'll wait for you a little longer. Don't rush, he'll be out in a bit."
For some reason, she didn't feel shy at all when she said this. Is human emotion really that mysterious? After hearing her words, he felt an immense sense of comfort from the bottom of his heart.
He said, "You're so kind!"
Meiqing didn't answer him, but her hips began to move in the water, swallowing and spitting out his penis, playing with it fiercely. After only thirty or fifty strokes, he couldn't hold back any longer, mustered his remaining courage, and followed her rhythm, thrusting into her again.
Miharu had intended to provoke him, and his agreement was exactly what she wanted, making her overjoyed. Their movements created a huge whirlpool on the surging water, sweeping away ripples one by one. Yet, countless more ripples arose around them, floating on the surface.
In a state of extreme tension, the two ejaculated simultaneously. They slowly swam to the beach, headed straight for the sun loungers, picked up towels, and got dressed.
Miharu gazed at her uncle. He had thick hair, tanned a dark, glossy black by the sun. His skin was bronze, from weeks of tanning. He had captivating eyes and expressive lips. He was an irresistibly handsome man, and Miharu found him adorable. But she didn't know if it was love.
She moved closer to him! She reached out and gently ran her fingers through his hair; she could feel his breathing quicken. Her hair fell, landing on his lips. She lightly licked the back of his ear with the tip of her tongue. This made him tremble.
She reached out, her fingers gliding lightly across his neck, then down to his chest. She unbuttoned his shirt. His skin, bathed in sunlight, had a subtle, sensual blush.
She unbuttoned one of his buttons, then another, and then the one below, until his shirt was ripped open! He choked up.
She seemed to hold his happiness, his excitement, and all his joy in her hands. She smiled proudly! Her hand covered his nipple, slowly, she moved her palm, moved it! Her hand moved quickly, deliberately pressing her palm tightly against his nipple.
"I know that nipples are a woman's erogenous zone..."
"What?...Do men also find things sexy?"
She was no longer shy! No longer reserved! No longer demure! She became proactive and wild! She reached out and took off her top, pressing her body against his.
She took a breath, puffed out her chest, and said, "Aren't my breasts beautiful?"
She straddled him. He looked up from the ground, her nipples erect in mid-air. So dazzling. Then she leaned down, positioning her breasts against him. The uncle was completely under her control; he stuck out his tongue.
He lay flat on his back, only his large penis pointing skyward. She had stripped him naked, and she was looking at him. He had a well-built physique; one could say he was a handsome man. Startled, he quickly covered his aroused area with his hands.
"Can you please stop staring at people like that?"
"You have something so great!" she said.
My uncle said, "I've never let a girl look at me like that before!"
He watched as she undressed completely, her white skin a hundred times more alluring than the statue of Venus. He knelt down and leaned in to kiss her. His lips rained down on her entire body with passionate kisses. From her breasts to her slender waist, to the triangle between her legs, was the most seductive and mysterious place.
Now, he was on top of her. He had become 100% proactive. He was like a fire, pressing down on her, wanting to completely ignite her.
She closed her eyes, offering him her fruit—the only truly beautiful, ripe fruit in her life, one that had never been tasted. She slowly began to wriggle! At first, slowly, then, like a gentle breeze! Touched by him, she seemed like a willow branch in the wind…
Then, the ripples transformed into waves, like ocean waves, each one splashing white foam. She seemed to become a bubble within these waves, being tossed and scattered... The waves grew larger and larger, as if a sudden gust of wind had arrived, and this force possessed and engulfed her!
In a series of violent convulsions, his throat spasmed. The choked sobs were filled with excitement and satisfaction...
She swayed her hips and hummed softly.
He gently pressed his finger against her clitoris, rubbing it for a while before finally inserting it inside. She was already very wet with desire.
Knowing it was about time, her uncle pressed down on her again. Before his penis even entered her, she had already raised her legs high, ready to meet him. Her vulva was already overflowing with lustful fluid! Her uncle's penis slid in easily. She let out a long sigh, perhaps because she had achieved a satisfying feeling.
Of course, using a penis to penetrate is a thousand times better than using your hands to stimulate. Uncle began to thrust in and out. Mei Qing was below, holding him tightly, her hands grabbing and twisting wildly at his body, her waist swaying gently, welcoming his thrusts!
Hearing her moans, her uncle increased his strength, thrusting harder until her core felt tingly and itchy! Pleasure! The thick penis pounded against her clitoris, making her feel incredibly good.
Hearing that she was about to climax, her uncle thrust violently a few more times, then twisted his glans towards her clitoris. Ouch! A gush of hot semen flowed out.
Her voice gradually weakened, and her whole body seemed paralyzed. She lay limply, no longer moving, and her hands and feet went down, no longer thrusting.
Seeing the lustful gleam in her eyes, her uncle knew she was aroused again. Suddenly, he felt a tremor, thrusting forcefully a few times, and a thick stream of semen gushed out.
They lay there, breathless, embracing tightly. She felt his radiant heat spreading through her, completely conquering her. She could feel his previously hard member slowly shrinking and softening inside her! Overwhelmed by a sense of emptiness, she cried even harder.
No matter how gently he called her name, it was all in vain. Her heart shattered like a bubble, then was blown away by the wind, never to be retrieved.
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