On the other end of the phone

Time flies, and autumn and winter have arrived in the blink of an eye. Since our last reunion, we often talked on the phone until late at night, spending 500 or 600 yuan a month on phone bills. Back then, there was no WeChat, and it was inconvenient to use QQ on a brick-like phone. When her boyfriend wasn't around, we talked almost every night until late at night, and eventually, we made love on the phone, telling each other our needs and feelings, comforting each other with words and breath. She was stimulating her clitoris with her phone on vibrate, and I could hear the sound of her fingers moving inside her vagina...
Finally, we couldn't suppress our loneliness and impulses, and she came to visit me in my city. I remember that night was Christmas, and by 11 p.m., all the hotels, big and small, were full. We had no choice but to make do with a private guesthouse. Unexpectedly, the wall was just a wooden board separating us, with no soundproofing at all. It was no different from talking to someone sitting across from us. We were like thieves at first, barely daring to speak loudly. But soon, the people next door started making love without any restraint. Kissing, undressing, turning over, the sizzling sounds of pistons rubbing together, the sounds of impact, moans, and the woman's climax... We were both dumbfounded, listening quietly!
When we could no longer suppress our desire and embraced tightly, we didn't care about anything else. She was also soaking wet, and her moans were noticeably louder and more passionate than before... When the woman next door leaned against the wall, we could clearly feel the wall shaking and the sound of friction. She made me sit against the wall, with her astride me, facing the wall, head tilted back, swaying her plump buttocks, even synchronizing her rhythm with the melody next door. Her moans intertwined with the sounds of impact next door... White semen dripped from our point of contact onto the sheets, my testicles, and her face flushed red. Sweat soaked her long hair!
The next morning, the phone rang and woke us up, but she didn't answer. After putting it on silent, we started caressing each other, and the phone rang again. I asked who it was, and she said it was him. I let her answer, and the moment she answered, I took her clitoris into my mouth. She started moaning, and no matter what they were whispering about on the phone, I didn't slow down my advances. Finally, she even cried out...

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