Naked handsome man in the building across the street

This godforsaken city in the south
has six months of summer, three months of winter, and one month of sweltering rainy season. My
first impression upon arriving two months ago was the heat—a stifling, suffocating heat. While it's snowing heavily in the north, here you can already wear short sleeves. However,
the long summer isn't necessarily a bad thing, especially for most men.
His pants were tattered, and a small section of his buttocks was visible. He was wearing a semi-transparent black garment. Or rather, a black veil; from behind,
the buttons were clearly visible. Men kept turning their heads, and when I glanced at him after crossing the street, it was a truly horrific sight. Actually, her features are alright, it's just that her makeup is too heavy;
she could definitely stop a crying child if she went out at night.
Fresh out of college and entering this city, without any connections or backing, I could only rent a place. Luckily, my major was quite competitive, and I had
already started accumulating practical experience in school, so I stood out at my first job interview and landed this coveted job.
My philosophy was that my living conditions had to be good, but my clothes and other necessities could be more modest. So, I spent a third of my salary renting a place in this mid-range community.
That night, I had just returned from a business trip to another city, around 10 pm. I was exhausted, like a dead dog. I opened the door... I tossed aside the equipment, lay down on the bed without even turning on the light
. After lying there for about ten minutes, I got up to open the window for some fresh air. Just as I pulled back a corner of the curtain, I froze. I couldn't believe it
. I rubbed my eyes to make sure I wasn't seeing things.
The building had an elevator, six units per floor. I was in the upper right corner of building H, on the 12th floor, the top floor.
I saw the room directly opposite mine in the opposite building, brightly lit, with the curtains open. It was a large floor-to-ceiling window; without the curtains, the entire
room was clearly visible. Behind the window was a large bed, and on the bed was a person—strictly speaking, a woman, a half-naked woman—playing on a
tablet.
I must say, Little C's reaction... "She's got good potential; with some guidance, she could be a model," I told her honestly. She just smiled.
I quickly hid behind the wall, drawing the curtains down to just a crack, barely daring to breathe, afraid of disturbing the people across the street. Actually, my worries were unnecessary. The light in my room
was flickering, just like the first time I went to a small hotel outside the school with my girlfriend.
Thinking back to that time, I was a virgin, and so was she. Our knowledge came entirely from Japanese adult films. That time, when we first entered the room, we were two clueless kids. My girlfriend sat
obediently on the bed, head down, face flushed, not saying a word. I had the TV on and kept pressing the remote. My mind was a complete blank; I couldn't remember anything from the movies.
"You'll break the remote if you keep pressing it." "Really? Hehe, hehe," I chuckled foolishly.
"Hehe," my girlfriend chuckled secretly at my expression. Those two sentences made it seem less important; images of my
teachers .
"Let's take a shower first." "Pah, who's going with you? You shower, I'll shower. You smell awful, go ahead." "Yes, ma'am." I smiled.
"It's your turn, hurry up." "Okay," my girlfriend agreed, her voice barely louder than a mosquito's buzz, still shy after all. She rushed into
the bathroom as soon as she finished speaking. A moment later, the faint sound of running water drifted from the bathroom! My mind involuntarily conjured up images of my girlfriend's sexy, alluring
body. My little guy slowly perked up, and with the sound of the running water, it grew stronger and stronger. The water splashed, and it swelled up high.
Twenty minutes later, my girlfriend slowly emerged from the bathroom. I was stunned! She was wearing the same clothes she went in—a t-shirt and shorts. There
were still some water droplets on her skin, and against her pink slippers, she looked like a lotus emerging from the water, radiant and beautiful.
With a "gulp," I involuntarily swallowed. She noticed me staring at her blankly, smiled slightly, and asked, "What are you looking at? It's not like
you haven't seen anyone before." I quickly replied, "I...I've never seen anyone as beautiful as you."
Seeing my reaction, her expression, which had just returned to normal, suddenly flushed again, and she whispered, "You're just being coquettish." I couldn't resist any longer and reached out to pull her tightly
into my . Then, I lowered my head and kissed my girlfriend's red lips. Although we hadn't actually been intimate yet, kissing was already... This was the first time. It was second nature.
Before I knew it, in the midst of our passionate kiss, my breathing grew heavier, and a captivating moan escaped her throat.
Suddenly, she pulled her red lips from mine, panting, "Hold me tight." Without a sound, I immediately wrapped my arms tightly around her waist,
and began to thrust again. Hearing the sound, I trembled, and began to thrust rapidly and forcefully. The slapping sounds mingled with my heavy breathing and her moans as we
walked towards the bed. Reaching the bed… She wrapped her legs around my neck tightly, pulling me onto the bed.
I'd been waiting for this moment for ages. A surge of emotion made my body tremble, my breathing heavy and rapid. I reached for
my girlfriend's clothes—her t-shirt came off easily, her denim shorts were easy too, but her bra was impossible. My hands were groping around, and since I'd never unbuttoned
anything and both were so tight, I couldn't get it off. Just as I was about to push it up, my girlfriend sat up. I reached behind her and gently pressed and pulled, releasing her bra.
However, her modesty made her cover her chest with her hands. I gently pulled her closer, softly kissed her lips, and slowly, my girlfriend's hands loosened.
My hands trembled as I slowly removed her bra. White, snow-white. Two dazzlingly white mounds, with two small, bright red cherries.
A primal urge made me even more aroused, and I could no longer control myself. I pressed my hands directly onto those white mounds. Ah, so good! My girlfriend wrapped her arms around my neck again, her breath hot as she moaned, "X..." I panted and replied, "Little X,
touching you feels completely different." With each caress, her chest heaved, her breathing growing heavier. I opened one hand and took her
nipple into my mouth. She let out a soft "Mmm." My lips moved down, slowly reaching her only obstacle—her panties.
That was it. We didn't say goodbye, but we both knew we had stopped.
Those cotton panties with the cartoon face were so cute.
I thought of... In the scene, Yu was biting the rubber part of his underwear with his teeth, slowly pulling it down. His girlfriend shyly covered her eyes with her hands. Half of the front
was already exposed, revealing a sparse patch of pubic hair. But the back was being held down by his buttocks, so he couldn't pull it down. His girlfriend felt this and gently lifted her buttocks. My clever
girlfriend is so good. It went smoothly, and I pulled all the underwear down to her feet. Seeing his girlfriend's delicate, snow-white feet, I couldn't help but gently kiss them.
His girlfriend was now completely naked, but her legs were tightly pressed together. He could feel the pubic hair; it wasn't lush, just a small patch sparsely
scattered on the mound.
I was panting heavily, quickly stripping off my towel and foolishly arching my back as I lay on top of her.
"You..." I knelt beside my girlfriend, slowly parting her legs with my hands. At first, she tensed up, but then I gently stroked her lower abdomen with my other hand, and her
legs slowly opened. I had my girlfriend stand up, then spread her legs into an M shape. It was the first time I had truly seen a woman's most mysterious part. It was so clean,
unlike the dark, loose skin of those women in pornographic films. My girlfriend's genitals were tightly pressed together, and because there wasn't a single hair, it was a white and tender patch
. We lay on the bed for over half an hour before I slowly got up and cleaned her up. She was still completely weak. After cleaning her, I pulled her into my arms. Her thighs were
a similar color to her genitals, and her anus was moving rhythmically with her rapid breathing.
Although my mind was full of ideas, our actual experience in sex was zero. I slowly approached my girlfriend, and my manhood was almost bleeding
. When my head touched my girlfriend's most tender spot, I... They both let out the most soul-stirring groans at the same time. I was panting heavily, my groin trembling as I thrust forward, and
slowly I felt my girlfriend getting a little wet down there. My girlfriend reached out and gently grasped my penis, slowly guiding it into her pink entrance.
When the head of my penis touched her secret spot again, I felt I was about to climax. Following my girlfriend's hand, I finally found the real
one-bedroom apartment, where I lived alone. The story begins here. This community is quite large, with many buildings, each H-shaped, with a central
flower garden. As I gently opened the two tightly closed doors, just as I was about to suggest a full -
scale assault, I felt a shiver run through my body, followed by an unprecedented, intense sensation.
I got up and cleaned myself up, then held my girlfriend, whose body was burning hot, and quietly lay on top of her. After a while, we started kissing again, still from top
to bottom, all the way to her toes. Especially when I kissed my girlfriend's toes, she actually moaned softly. Hearing that sound, I suddenly felt my blood boiling, and
my limp member began to rub and throb again.
My girlfriend's soft moans grew more intense. As I parted her legs and gently pressed against her private parts, she suddenly clamped her legs together, trapping my
hand. Her whole body trembled, and she let out soft sobs. I knew she was coming. My own erection returned to normal.
Two minutes later, her legs slowly opened. I noticed she was incredibly wet down there, with a single drop already trickling down to her anus. I
couldn't hold back any longer. A moment later, I pounced on her, and... well, you know. The vanguard slowly advanced, their progress hampered by the narrow passage. Suddenly, they discovered an obstacle preventing them from advancing.
They sensed it.
So, I gave the order, "Charge!" Then, my girlfriend cried out, "Ah, it hurts!" We were already tightly joined. I felt a surge of urge to ejaculate .
"It hurts, don't move!" "I won't move." Two minutes later, my girlfriend seemed to have adjusted, and my sensation subsided. Then I slowly began to thrust, her moans
echoing within me. Unfortunately, I didn't move. My scalp tingled again, then my whole body relaxed, followed by my girlfriend's triumphant cry. I ejaculated again, the first
time in over 20 years without wasting any time outside. My girlfriend, her legs tightly wrapped around my waist, trembling all over, also came.
From then on, we left our mark in various hotels and restaurants outside the school. Unfortunately, I signed with this company, and she went back to her hometown in the southwest.
Thinking about these things, I felt a pang of sadness again. The girl in the building across the street, probably tired from lying down for so long, turned over, and I saw everything—two
small nipples, though not as pink as my ex-girlfriend's, and her breasts not as white. But... She was tall and fair-skinned. And the girl was quite pretty, very refined.
Women these days are so bold. The apartment downstairs is empty; I guess it's some kind of investment scam, and nobody's lived there for a long time. I was away on a business trip for over a week, and there were no
clothes hanging outside. She probably assumed nobody lived there either, so she boldly left the curtains open and was half-naked. I secretly took my camera out of the closet, switched to a telephoto lens,
and put it on the tripod. I was ready to take a picture—even just to look at it later.
I used to be the vice president of the school's photography club, and I studied photography with some teachers at the school for a while. I'm a photographer. One summer, just to buy a camera,
I worked as an assistant at a large photo studio for two months. I took wedding photos, wedding day photography, and portrait shots. I earned some money, and with my usual savings, I bought this 5D Mark II
, XXB, and a 50mm f/1.8L. Anyone who's into photography knows this setup. Actually, besides earning money, I definitely learned a lot about the equipment at the studio.
I never thought such a great opportunity would finally fall into my lap. Even though I'm no longer a virgin, my heart is pounding with excitement. [The last sentence is a fragment and doesn't translate directly.] I 've taken both sweet photos and intimate photos before, so I know the tricks.
I took several pictures with my camera, even at an ISO of >1000, but the results were still unsatisfactory. Because of the distance,
lighting , and the glass in between, the pictures looked foggy or were just blurry. I gave up and decided it was better to just look at the pictures directly. After a while, the girl
got up and went outside, I don't know where she went.
She kept yelling.
I sat on the windowsill, waiting quietly, but a minute, two minutes, ten minutes passed, and the girl still hadn't returned. Come on. I really wanted to leave, but
I was also afraid the girl would come back and I wouldn't be able to see her. So I was tormented. Ten minutes later, suddenly, a bright light appeared in front of me, and a snow-white figure appeared opposite me,
completely naked. It turned out the girl had gone to take a shower. How bold of her to come out completely naked, then lie directly on the bed and pick up that tablet to look at photos.
They were some of the best photos I had taken, and the photographers at the studio thought they were pretty good. Before I even posted the photos, I got a response very quickly.
The girl suddenly sat up and looked out the window. I subconsciously hid behind the wall, even though I knew... She couldn't see me. Then the girl slowly turned her body...
However, less than two minutes later, another man came in from outside, a bit chubby. I didn't know if he was her boyfriend or husband. He walked to the bedside and said a few words to the girl,
then went to the window, pulled the curtains shut—thick curtains, you couldn't see anything. My heart was pounding. I slowly opened my computer,
found my ex-girlfriend's photos in a large, hidden folder, nude photos I had taken of her, and masturbated intensely.
I decided never to turn on the room lights again.
For several days, I left work early and rushed home... Home. The first thing I did was wait by the window. The couple across the street seemed to be freelancers; no matter how early I
got home, they were already there. And they never went to bed until after 3 a.m. Lately, to make it easier to observe, I secretly bought a high-powered magnifying glass.
The girl was always half-naked on the bed, either playing on her phone or her iPad. Through the magnifying glass, I saw her entire upper body.
I even saw a mole next to her left nipple. But I never saw her lower body again, except for the first time.
More than a week passed, and every night I only saw the girl; the guy never showed up. (One night, I was watching from the window, and the girl was
taking a shower. But upon closer inspection, her skin was even whiter, and her face was redder than before I went in, making her look even more charming and cute. Especially her snow-white, pink feet.
Her tongue licked her lips.
The caressing continued downwards, reaching the triangle area on her panties. The girl slowly rubbed and pressed through her panties.
Every now and then, I could see her reach inside and press the bottom edge of her panties. Whenever she reached that point, I would see her gently bite her lip. She was clearly masturbating; it seemed the guy really wasn't home
.
She took off her only panties, and I was so excited. Finally, I could see her. After taking off her pants, I casually tossed them aside...) Damn, the girl picked up the iPad again, then lay down
on her back her legs raised. Another M-shaped position, but unfortunately not facing me; I could only see her side profile.
Then, the girl slowly and gently kneaded her crotch area with one hand, occasionally biting her lip or gasping for breath. (A few minutes later, the girl's
movements gradually quickened, her chest rising and falling rapidly with her breath. Suddenly, the girl's expression turned very painful, and she thrust down hard, then
everyone trembled continuously; she must have reached orgasm. I almost ejaculated myself.) (A few minutes later, the girl slowly calmed down, got up, cleaned
the bed , and went out, probably to take a shower.)
"No, I absolutely have to get this girl. She needs it anyway," I told myself as I lay in bed after reading the article.
I thought of many methods, and then a plan slowly emerged. Having figured it out, I yawned and slowly fell asleep. I
needed to act quickly, so the next day I started preparing. The first crucial point was to find out where the arrogant guy had gone. Then I went to the
management I had dealt with one of the people there when I rented my room; I had given him two packs of cigarettes back then, so we had a small friendship. So I found him and casually pulled out a pack of
Five Leaf God cigarettes.
"Brother Luo, I need your help. My phone broke a couple of days ago, and I lost all of Lang Lingqing's numbers. I need to find my landlord, but the contract is missing. I can only
ask you to help me check." "Oh, no problem. This is the owner information for this building
. You can check it yourself. Put it back over there when you're done." Old Luo picked up a cigarette and went outside. (The rest of the text is 　　unrelated and appears to be a separate, possibly erroneous, paragraph.
) 　　"Thanks, Brother Luo, I'll come over for tea sometime." "Remember to come!" I bought two more SIM cards, went back upstairs, and dialed the number. It connected quickly; a man's voice answered. 　　I don't know when it started, but women on the street are wearing increasingly shorter and thinner clothes. Last time I saw one on the street wearing super short denim shorts. 　　"Hello, are you the owner of XX Garden, Building XX, near XX?" "Yes." The other person seemed reluctant to answer, probably thinking I was a real estate agent. 　　"Do you live there now?" "What do you want? I'm not selling the house, that's all..." The other person tried to hang up. 　　"Wait, wait, brother, I live downstairs from you. I noticed water is constantly dripping from your air conditioner window. I wonder if it's leaking. I wanted to ask you for help taking a look, but no one answered when I knocked on the door." I don't know if they know each other upstairs and downstairs, but I guess they don't. Soon, I realized I guessed right. My head pressed tightly against her mysterious area. But with zero experience, I couldn't find the entrance. I bumped into her (times), but it all slid down to her little chrysanthemum. 　　"Oh, you should have said so earlier. I thought it was a real estate agent. I don't live there anymore, I rented it to someone else. I'll talk to him." "No need, no need, how can I trouble you? Give me the tenant's phone number, I'll talk to him." Soon I received a number called xx Feng. It seems that the person in question is a man. 　　I changed to a second SIM card and called directly. "Hello, this is xx Community xx Neighborhood Committee. You live in building xx, right?" "Okay, we need to register for family planning information for migrant workers. Are you home?" "I'm not home, but my girlfriend is. You can go ask her directly. We're not married yet , so what's the plan?" "We need to register in person. When are you coming back? Are you coming back tonight?" "I'm away on a business trip this month. I won't be back until the 10th of next month." Upon hearing this, I was secretly delighted. Finally, I understood. Your girlfriend has been waiting for you so long; let me help you out. 　　"Okay, then I'll write 'single and unmarried,' thank you for your cooperation." Then I hung up the phone and casually threw the SIM card in the trash. 　　Later that afternoon, I went back to the company and secretly printed two color flyers using the company's color printer. The first one said something about personalized photos, like, " Want to preserve your youth? Contact me, and I'll capture your most beautiful moments with a camera," and offered to take photos at your specified location. The second one listed private massage therapists available at Ayakashima or other designated locations, followed by a long list of massage services. Whatever. I only left a QQ number for the two sets of equipment. 　　The day I printed them, I went directly to the girl's house and slipped the photography confession into the crack under the door. After all, I actually know how to do was just a backup plan. This was a targeted confession, so if someone contacted me, it was her. And based on my observation, the girl takes selfies in front of the mirror every day (a few photos), so I think she must be a person who loves beauty, and such a person is more likely to accept this equipment. 　　Sure enough, that very evening, I received a QQ contact; it was a new number, a secondary number. 　　"Hello!" "Hello, how can I help you?" "Do you offer personalized photoshoots?" "Yes, we have all of styles, whether it's modern, classic, formal, or you can tell us your personal style preferences, and our team will plan it for you." "Really? Do you have any of your previous photos I can see?" I had already prepared these. I chose some beach scenes , some wedding photos, some funny ones, and some boudoir photos. The last one was a beautiful nude photo of my ex-girlfriend, without any nudity. These photos were taken by me. 　　"Hmm, not bad, especially this style," I said, referring to the swimsuit boudoir photos and my ex-girlfriend's. She was hooked. 　　"Yes, this is the most popular style. We take photos every week. They all say that the pressure in the city is high, young people age quickly, and in another year they will be old and won't be able to see their most beautiful self again." "So how much do you charge? A set?" "It depends on which series you choose."

"It's expensive." "At home, you can take both kinds of photos, and an electronic album will do." "Oh, this is simpler. Right now, the discounted price is only 2 ( ),
two sets are 3 ( ). If you do your own light makeup at home, it will be even cheaper. Since you don't need to pay for a makeup artist, when would you like to take the photos? I
have an outdoor shooting schedule after the 7th of next month, so it may not be here." "I can do my own makeup. Can you take photos at Lingqiao this week?" The fish took the bait, and I
was excited that I almost jumped up. Luckily, it wasn't a face-to-face exchange, otherwise I would definitely give myself away.
"Yes, I can take photos anytime this week. You can choose a time. Also, I am a male photographer, so please keep me private to avoid any other suspicions."
I said this just to clear her mind. Unless you are the closest person, you usually won't let them know about this kind of photoshoot, so I'm not worried that she will find someone else.
"Let's start at 1 PM tomorrow. It's at my place, XX Community, Building XX, Room XX. Just ring the doorbell when you get there." "Okay, I
'll be there on time tomorrow. I'll be at XX. See you tomorrow." It went so smoothly, much smoother than I imagined. Women aren't exactly rational thinkers, after all.
I arrived at 12:30 PM the next day. There was still time for setup, lighting tests, and stuff. When I got to the door, I rang the doorbell, and the door opened
. "Little C, where do you want to shoot?" "The swimsuit one in the bathroom, the other one in the bedroom," Little C said, her face slightly red, so cute.
The door opened, and the girl had probably been waiting. She was wearing a tank top and shorts. Although I'd seen girls half-naked many times, she still looked
quite alluring dressed like that. She was about 1.65 meters tall, with a curvy figure, and even prettier than in the photos, I don't know why. Her voice was soft and pleasant.
"I'm XX," I said, raising my camera. "Hello, my name is Xiao C. I live alone. Come in." I went in and looked around.
The living room was neat and tidy. The house was quite large, probably over 100 square meters, and arranged very elegantly.
"Okay, let's shoot the swimsuit photos first. I'll go to the bathroom to get ready. You go change." Ten minutes later, Xiao C appeared before me in a bikini.
Although I had seen her half-naked before, I thought this bikini was even more alluring. The pink bikini revealed half of her breasts, a narrow strip below, with
two straps tied in a knot on the side.
The straps were a bit loose at the back, barely holding the bikini in place. I could clearly see the slightly brownish folds of her anus at the back, and a little bit of her nipples below
. We also discussed where the photos were taken, and whether we wanted an album or just a digital copy. We wanted personalized, free photos, unlike photo studios that print out a book for everyone.
"Mmm, Xiao C is so beautiful," I sincerely praised.
"Thanks, I hope to get some good photos, it's up to you." The photoshoot proceeded normally. It started off a little tense, but after a few minutes, it was completely relaxed.
Later, with some shots of us getting wet under the shower, in the bathtub, etc., C gradually became bolder, starting with some seductive poses, like biting her fingers and touching her breasts.
I got the hang of it more and more. Soon we had taken over 100 photos in different poses.
After the shoot, we rested, and I first imported the photos to the computer. Then C and I looked at the photos together. We sat side by side, and C hadn't changed her clothes, still wearing
her swimsuit. We took photos of each pose (a few), and some of them happened to capture some fun objects, making us laugh out loud. Because we were sitting very close, my
arm occasionally touched her breasts, but she didn't seem to mind at all. "You have such a great figure, you'd look even prettier in some sexy clothes." "Isn't this sexy enough? I'm practically showing too much!" "No way! There are also some thongs
and stuff, they look really good." After saying that, I turned on my computer. There was an album of those kinds of videos. Little C looked at it, seemingly making up her mind, and said, "I
didn't even turn it on. It was completely dark, and from over 20 meters away, she couldn't see me at all.
" "I have something like that too, but it's too revealing." "If you have the figure, what are you afraid of showing? Beauty is for others to see." Seeing that she was already interested, I quickly
said.
"Okay, wait a minute." Two minutes later, Little C came out of the large room. I looked up and almost had a nosebleed. It wasn't just sexy nudity; it was
down to the equipment. Her hands began to slowly caress her body, her neck, her shoulders, and down her chest, a girl's usual caresses, but not quite...
So, while I was stroking her delicate, boneless, snow-white feet, I was gently kissing her other foot. Following my movements,
it was... well, it was lingerie. A small blue piece of fabric covered the front, still semi-transparent. It barely covered her private area. I discovered... Little C's private area was completely bare,
without any hair. There was only a thin strap behind her, less than a finger's thickness, deeply embedded in her two full buttocks. Her upper body was also almost transparent, with only
a small butterfly covering her nipple area; the rest was almost transparent.
Little C saw me staring blankly at her and smiled, "I told you it was quite revealing." "That's called sexy, your man is so lucky." I seemed to hear her
sigh softly.
The beginning of the shoot... [The text abruptly shifts to a different topic] She stuck out her butt, and in the moment of taking a kneeling photo, I originally only wanted to take a front and side view, but I insisted on taking an extra one from behind. After I turned around, I
just rushed in. It's a man taking a shower, especially in this situation, you know. I came out in less than 5 minutes, wearing only a large bathrobe.
The entrance to the Peach Blossom Cave was slightly open and already a little damp.
When I was looking at the photos after taking them, I saw this one, and Little C said coquettishly, "You didn't tell me you were showing too much." After saying that, she gently pulled the strap.
The last set is the important one. I went to the bathroom to wash my face and calm down.
When I returned to the bedroom, Little C had already started changing her clothes. This time she didn't hide, and did it directly in front of me. First, she took off her bra,
and then slowly pulled down her thong. In the center of the strap, there was a wet patch, and a little water glistening.
"How should we take the photos?" I instructed Xiao C on some poses, all very traditional and beautiful, without showing any nudity. After about 20 photos, Xiao C started posing on her own. First, she cupped her
famous peach-shaped breasts with both hands, displaying a seductive expression. Then she squeezed her breasts with both hands, knelt, lay prone, and finally, in one photo, she spread her legs in an M-
shape , revealing her private parts completely. Xiao C's private parts were beautiful, without excessive pigmentation, her vulva was still covered, with a little bit of her tongue showing.
I was overwhelmed by pleasure, my breath almost stopped, and my penis was spraying out wildly. Sigh, a virgin.
Her vulva had very little hair, looking pink and tender. Her vulva was already wet. And Xiao C was looking at me with dazed eyes at this moment.
If I didn't know what to do, I would be worse than an animal. I set up the camera directly, switched to video mode, anyway, my card is big enough, I just uploaded a video for this moment.
I knelt on the bed, my mouth directly touching her vulva. I kissed her vital parts. Little C began to let out seductive, low moans. I gently
parted her vulva with my tongue and slipped inside. Then I lightly swept over her already erect clitoris. A soft moan escaped her lips. I looked up at Little C's face; it was flushed, like an apple, almost dripping blood. Her expression was a mix of pain and pleasure. Her nipples
were already erect. Patches of redness covered her body. She was breathing rapidly.
I pulled down my pants, took out my penis, lightly applied some lubricant to Little C's opening, and then thrust in and out with all my might.
"Oh, so good, so tight, C," C could no longer speak, only panting and moaning softly. I suggested a nine-
shallow-one-deep approach, and each time I went deep, C would cry out. Soon, during my assault, C suddenly cried out, then hugged me tightly and didn't
move. Waves of intense pleasure surged through my lower body; C had climaxed.
But I hadn't yet. After C recovered, I flipped her over into a doggy-style position. At first, she struggled to hold on, but after a while, her entire body collapsed.
Then, a stream of hot water was poured over the head of my penis. I knew she had touched it, and I couldn't hold back any longer. My ejaculation was released, and I ejaculated more than ten times. C, still groaning from the spray
, gently kissed her face and said, "You seem tired." "Yeah, my boyfriend isn't that good. He always finishes in minutes, I haven't even come yet
, so I always have to use my hand. I haven't experienced it in a long time." That evening, we ate something casually and had two more rounds of sex. I
left and C was still lying in bed, unable to move.
From then on, C became my girlfriend, but I never told her that I lived in the building opposite hers. She never asked.
[The End]

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