The experience of the third girl

Next, I'll write about my third woman. She was an unmarried girl, so she wasn't considered a wife. We met on a high-speed train. I had bought a second-class ticket, but it was too crowded, so I went to the first-class carriage. There weren't many seats left in first class either, so I quickly looked around and sat next to her. Traveling alone was boring, so we started chatting.
After a while, the train conductor came to collect tickets, and I found out she had also bought a second-class ticket. I helped her pay her fare. It only cost a few dozen yuan. She thanked me profusely. Perhaps this gesture made her feel favorably towards me, because when we got off the train, we exchanged QQ numbers.
We started chatting on QQ. A month later, I went to visit her in her city. I was in Guangzhou, and she was in Dongguan. I arrived in Dongguan in the evening. We ate McDonald's and went shopping together. Around 10 PM, I checked into a hotel. She came up to my hotel room to chat. After chatting for a while, I started to get handsy. I hugged her and kissed her, but when I tried to go further, she firmly refused. I didn't force her and took her back to her rented apartment. The next morning, she came to my hotel again, but still refused to have sex. I returned to Guangzhou dejectedly.
A month later, she came to Guangzhou to visit friends. I thought my chance had come. I booked a room and arranged to meet her before she met her friends. When a woman enters a man's room for the third time, even a fool knows what to do. After she entered the hotel room, she said she needed to urinate and went into the bathroom. While she was urinating, I went into the bathroom. She was shocked to see me, and after she finished, she refused to stand up and put on her pants, saying she was afraid I would see (a man cannot see a woman's genitals while she is urinating on the toilet). I didn't care anymore and simply picked her up from the toilet in a princess carry, my hand touching her bare thigh. I carried her to the bed, but she still resisted. I put her hand on my erect penis. She grasped my engorgement. Then she asked mischievously, "What do you want to do?" I was blinded by lust and blurted out a vulgarity, "I want to fuck you." She giggled. I pinned her down, grabbed her hands with one hand, and lifted them above her head. With the other hand, I pulled down her pants. When I touched her clitoris, it was already soaking wet. Without thinking, I spread her legs, my penis found the entrance, and slid in. She let out a satisfied groan. Her vagina was so tight. I couldn't take it for more than ten minutes. She kept moaning. I pulled out, put on a condom, and thrust in again, ejaculating inside her. She also reached orgasm as I ejaculated.
We only did it once; I wasn't satisfied. But we didn't have a chance to do it again. She had to meet her friends. It wouldn't be good to go too late. Then we checked out; she went to meet her friends, and I went back to my rented apartment. Typing on my phone is slow and difficult, so it's rough. Please don't mind!

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