A little personal experience (9 times)

To be honest, I was a little confused at the time. Brother D's actions really surprised me. Sister D, on the other hand, didn't seem to care at all. Her tongue was moving around in my mouth like a snake. She said it was okay, don't worry about him. Your brother enjoys watching you do it more than doing it himself, and thinking about how you do it is more exciting than watching you do it. I was worried that room service or something might suddenly come in, so I locked the front door and then sent a WeChat message to Brother D, asking him to send a message when he came back.
Sister D came over at this time, her big breasts swaying back and forth, which was really hot to look at. That's just how Brother D is, you don't have to worry about it. He said you're very good in bed, is that true? I laughed and whispered in her ear, "Whether I'm good or not, you'll find out in a bit!" Sister D laughed and pulled me onto the bed, opened her cherry lips, and took my penis in. I wonder if any of you have ever felt this way: truly skilled oral sex isn't just about swallowing and spitting, or wide, sweeping movements. It's about varying the pressure, sometimes lightly skimming the surface with the tip of the tongue, sometimes pouncing like a hungry tiger, filling the mouth completely without actually swallowing, and occasionally letting out soft, unsatisfied moans. She would also occasionally stare at me, her pink tongue circling her lips. After lasting for over ten minutes, Sister D finally let out a long sigh, staring at my glistening red penis, and said, "You're really quite good. Most people finish in a few minutes, but you've lasted so long and are still so firm. My mouth is getting a little numb." Of course, I'd retaliate. I spread her legs, revealing the pink frenulum, applied some essential oil, and then used all sorts of techniques—finger rolling, finger kneading, the "one-line" technique—quickly bringing the beautiful woman's legs together, her hands clenched, her body twisting like a pretzel, until finally she desperately pushed me away with one hand, muttering, "No more, no more!" At this crucial moment, it's essential to press on with all your might. I held down her hands with one hand while simultaneously increasing the rhythm of my other hand. Soon, her moans turned into roars, accompanied by waves of heat emanating from my hands. As expected, Sister D ejaculated. In her words, it was the first time in her life, and it felt so good.
For any woman, ejaculation is both a small segment of an orgasm and the prelude to a new one. Under this repeated and intense bombardment, Sister D experienced an unprecedented orgasm. If it was the first level of pleasure normally, that day she had reached the eighteenth. I saw that the time was almost right, so I dipped my penis in her vaginal fluid and began to thrust in. I couldn't let her think that I was only good at hand-holding. Having already learned that she preferred being with men, after trying a few positions as an appetizer, Sister D consciously raised her snow-white buttocks and twisted them from side to side. I saw that it had been more than an hour, so I held her trembling, plump buttocks with both hands and began to thrust. Because his penis was large and firm, it could almost always reach her G-spot. After several minutes of continuous thrusting, Sister D ejaculated again. He felt a force pushing his penis outwards, and after she calmed down a bit, he pushed it back in and continued thrusting. After several cycles like this, she couldn't kneel any longer and collapsed onto the bed, which was soaked. He spread her legs, straddled her, and continued thrusting. By this time, she couldn't make any noise, but her vagina was still very tight and slippery. With moaning sounds coming from her mouth, he finally ejaculated inside her. Both of them were completely soaked, as if they had been pulled out of a water tank. After drying themselves, they avoided the wet mattress and lay down in each other's arms. It turned out that Sister D was in charge of finance at their company, the so-called "boss's wife." Brother D had high blood sugar in recent years and was becoming increasingly unable to perform, and so on. He asked if he could exchange contact information, but politely declined, saying he would never come alone. After a while, he gestured for me to open the door. It turned out Brother D had returned. Seeing the chaotic scene, Sister-in-law D showed him the video she'd asked me to film, which he found very exciting. Perhaps this is the fun of couples playing the dating game. "You are not a fish, I am not a fish!" Soon it was time to part again. We met up several more times afterward, each time enjoying ourselves immensely—but that's another story! Just a few memories from the past. I've been living in the Yangtze River Delta region (Jiangsu, Zhejiang, Shanghai, Sichuan, Chongqing, and the Pearl River Delta) for a long time. Welcome all friends and experts to discuss and share life.

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