The most beautiful encounter

Time always flies by in the blink of an eye, without warning.

Fourteen years ago, we were strangers; you were on one side, and I was on the other.

Ten years ago, we left the ivory tower with dreams in our hearts, saying goodbye and wishing each other well.

At the crossroads of life, you went this way, and I went that way.

Four years of wonderful time—are there any regrets? Yes.

That year, we were naive teenagers, carrying our bags. It

was our first time leaving home, in a strange city and unfamiliar environment, feeling restrained and nervous.

We hadn't met yet.

University life was novel, fresh, and exciting.

In October, the military training ground was still hot.

It was there that we met unexpectedly, and a smile exchanged between us.

The falling flowers were heartless, but the flowing water was full of affection.

A secret was planted in my heart.

Although many years have passed and I am now middle-aged, it is still vivid in my mind.

Round face, high ponytail;

jeans tightly wrapped around your eyes, slightly... A slightly upturned buttock;

a slender waist; full breasts;

I long, I long to snuggle close, to smell her gentle fragrance;

I gently lift her hair, and lower it;

I gently rub her soft breasts, and lower them;

firm, elastic, upturned buttocks, deep handprints;

a slightly trembling body, a nervous heartbeat;

an engorged penis;

this sexual excitement, a secret satisfaction;

the reality is, four years, less than ten words exchanged, this feeling hidden deep in my heart; bewildered

, shy, insecure;

could I be a little braver?

Now, you are a wife, and I am a husband;

we smile at each other, a slight shyness, perhaps a touch of allure;

I loved you then;

I know;

we smile at each other; a little nervous, a little melancholy, regret, remorse, perhaps...

soft and passionate lips meet;

tongues dance, hearts beat in unison;

breasts that hands cannot grasp, buttocks smooth and elastic;

a thick, erect penis, tongues roaming over the vulva, spitting out clouds of moisture; the

mysterious triangle, the dense forest, butterfly wings, the clitoris peeking out, love juice gushing forth;

the penis searches, delicate hands guiding... We pushed open the door and entered;

you said, "I liked you back then too";

we smiled at each other;

thrusting, slowly, deeply and shallowly, rapidly thrusting, tightly embracing; "

I want to devour you";

brows furrowed, cheeks flushed, lips slightly parted;

moaning, low moaning, unrestrained moaning, screaming;

panting, slowly panting, rapidly panting, shouting;

it's time;

the volcano is about to erupt, a surge of heat is flowing;

arms embraced, sweat mingled, heat surged;

apology, relief, satisfaction, sexual bliss;

in our youthful years, the most beautiful thing is not the encounter, but the beautiful memories in our hearts;

though there are regrets, there is also the excitement of perfect harmony.

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