Crazy 3

I went to the next room. Seeing me turn to leave, she panicked, rolled off the bed, and half-crawled after me! I went to the living room, sat naked on the sofa, and watched her come running. Seeing I hadn't gone to the next room, she breathed a sigh of relief and knelt between my legs! She hugged my legs and cried. I had never been like this for a man, never given myself so much, never been so afraid of a man! I lit a cigarette, took a puff, and put it in her mouth. She took a drag, coughed—she'd never smoked before! Years later, when we met again, she was smoking. The rest…
I gently stroked her head and lit another cigarette. After all, her mouth had blew on his penis several times. Thinking of my wife's mouth, which had also blew on his penis several times, so passionately, would I still kiss her? She felt my tenderness, looked up at me quietly, and I pulled her up, letting her sit sideways in my lap. I said, "You're so beautiful. I was really into it just now!" She laughed heartily, a happy laugh. "Little brother," she said, "I've fallen in love with you. I don't want him to touch me anymore. What should I do?" I didn't answer, but kissed her cheek, then her ear, neck, and collarbone—very gently, a completely different person from before. She wanted to respond, but I said, "Go wash up, then we can be intimate again, make love one more time!" She realized something was wrong. "Little brother, I'm going to wash up, wait a minute! " Her legs went weak, and she went into the bathroom.
I went into his daughter's room and, by the light from the living room, saw the little girl sleeping peacefully. It seemed the drug was too strong for her; she hadn't moved an inch in hours. I reached out and, through her cartoon pajamas, massaged her breasts. They weren't small, about the same size as her stepmother's, but firmer, the nipples immediately standing erect. I lifted her pajamas, revealing her breasts. Pink nipples hung on her white, tender breasts, seemingly welcoming my arrival. Although not as spectacular as my wife's, they were enough to arouse a man's primal instincts. Even though the girl was lying down, her breasts remained firm, full of collagen! I'd just gone limp a few times, then suddenly burst into rage, lowering my head to kiss those untouched breasts. I wasn't gentle; I licked their entire chest, leaving them slick with saliva. The little girl's hands were clenched into fists, seemingly aroused! I was about to play with those breasts a bit more when I heard her voice from the doorway. I turned around; she was wearing a towel, looking at me with a helpless expression! "Are all men like this? Aren't you enough with me?" I said, "Go change into stockings. I like you in stockings, not underwear!" She came over and kissed me hard, seeing my hands still clutching her breasts. "I can't stop you, so just play with them, okay? I'll serve you!" After saying that, she went to put on her stockings. I watched her leave the room, then turned back to continue playing with her breasts, rubbing my penis against her nipples, then slipping my hand inside her stockings and underwear, caressing her completely hairless vulva! My hand was sticky; it seemed the little girl was having a wet dream too! She changed her stockings and came over, holding two new pairs of high heels. Watching me play with her daughter, she shrugged and said, "Which pair do you like, little brother? I'll wear them for you to play with!" I released the little girl and sniffed my hands. She was still a little girl, clean and fragrant! She looked at my actions, her expression softening slightly. This woman was really something, knew how to be romantic, knew how to please men. At that moment, I was a million times happier than her man! She looked at me seductively, "Little brother, choose quickly! You can smell my shoes to your heart's content! Even a slut's shoes have a unique flavor, hehe!" I was reluctant, but I wanted to play with her. It was getting late, and I was afraid her man would wake up! "Don't worry, little brother. He doesn't sleep well and has a habit of taking sleeping pills. I just gave him a few; he probably won't wake up until tomorrow… Damn, women are scary, especially fickle women…" I shrugged. "Alright then, my dear sister, you can wear these peep-toe heels. Your feet are beautiful; I like them very much!" A woman dresses up for her lover. She smiled broadly, "Okay, little brother, no, okay, my master!" I took another bite of my pink nipple and walked over to her as she knelt down to put on her shoes…

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