Introduction

The night sky is bright, and the sky formed by sparks and bright moon flows in the sky.

The towns under the starry sky have less noise and more tranquility than during the day.

There were three or three vehicles moving on the orange streets. They stopped or walked, moving tiredly by instinct, wandering around the distance.

At midnight, most people were already asleep, and the rest of the small part was still awake.

Among them are happy and unfortunate, but fate never abandons them.

Loneliness is not always with them. One day, they will find their own belonging.

As long as you firmly believe that the person who is destined will inevitably appear by their side.

She firmly believed in this sentence. Although reality had blocked her delusions, the current facts told her that she had found it.

And the person she was destined to be, like a wild beast, lay on her, twitching and eating frantically, trying to get more pleasure from her.

The narrow bedroom, the large double bed, and a pair of naked bodies tangled together.

Sweat, alcohol, love fluid, and unknown fragrances mixed and fermented in this small room.

These flavors are mixed together and condense into an extremely special taste.

She couldn't clearly describe the details of this smell, she couldn't do it.

But she knew what that was.

This is the taste of sexual desire.

So strong, it was in her, right between them.

Every breath, every collision, every gasp will make the smell stronger.

She bit her lower lip and endured his impact.

The plump breasts fluctuated with his ups and downs, just like the pleasure coming from his lower body.

Full, powerful, and arrogant, constantly pushing her from one peak to another.

Over the past decade, she felt like a cactus growing in the desert.

Longing, looking forward, and fantasizing countless times that I can be submerged in the rain and dew.

But reality told her that this was just an unattainable wish.

What countless long nights have given her is the endless bitterness and bitterness.

She was so hungry that when it might be in front of her, she didn't think much about it, nor did she worry about any consequences. She just followed her desire, the most original desire, to satisfy her inner emptiness and loneliness.

When hope is placed in front of the desperate person, even the most desperate person will burst out with great hope.

That's the case for her now.She won't let go, absolutely not.

She was eager and impatient, begging him to help her quench her thirst, take her out of the sea of ​​suffering, and go to the unknown paradise.

Thinking of this, the hands that were originally hanging on the man's back unconsciously began to exert force.

The powerful back was now covered in sweat, and it felt like a large smooth stone.

And she could only pierce his skin like a helpless kitten with her nails in order to gain a hint of pity.

Under the pain, the man's animal nature was further stimulated.

At present, his impact is more forceful and more powerful.

It's like a tireless sex machine, fueled by desire, galloping on the runway of pleasure.

And she, like a helpless boat, surging in the huge waves and swaying in the storm, letting him rush around without restraint, and there was no way except praying.

It's obviously the first time!It was obviously his first time!Why is he still persisting?

Is it because I am older and not tight enough?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help feeling sad.

Time has taken too much from her.

For him, she is perhaps only one step away from being old.

But she has her charm.

Her body, which had not been cultivated for more than ten years, and those techniques that had long been unfamiliar, gradually awakened under his stimulation.

She wanted to let him understand that she was more valuable and attractive than those young girls.

Thinking of this, she was no longer as passive as before.

She began to follow his rhythm and cooperate with his thrust.

My legs had already been wrapped around his waist at some point, and my lower body, which was already tight, was a little stronger than before.

She wanted to let him understand that this confrontation was not a passive, but a guide.

She began to guide him down, to the end, to the deepest part of the sensitivity, to explore, explore, and explore.

With her assistance, his entry and exit became easier and more comfortable.

Every time he combined, his powerful abdomen would collide with her, making a crisp sound.

Every time she separates, the juice deep in her will be pulled away by his gully and taken out of her body.

It slowly moved down along her snow-white buttocks, and finally dripped on the white sheets, penetrated and smudged.

Hot, firm, and thick, the lust that has accumulated for more than ten years has been completely relaxed in the repeated impacts.

Ah Wave Ah Wave

The gasps became stronger and stronger, and she was doing her best to mobilize his emotions.

He seemed to be inspired and began to accelerate, constantly accelerating.

The sound of body collisions, the sound of water rubbing the organs, and the sound of spiritual and physical gasping sounds constantly echoing in the narrow bedroom.

He seemed to be at his limit.

She could feel the feeling of jumping from the deepest part of it, which was both strange and familiar.

That is a sign of approaching the border!

At that moment, is it finally coming?

Thinking of the end symbolizing happiness and sweetness.She couldn't help but look forward to it.

The man who has worked hard for dozens of minutes finally ushered in the final explosion point!

He began to roar, roaring in a low voice, like a crazy bison, venting his dissatisfaction regardless of everything.

And her nails were already deeply trapped in the muscles behind him.

Ah Wave Ah Wave

Her entire torso uses her head and hips as fulcrums, arching upwards, forming an extremely unnatural but very beautiful curve.

A pair of snow-white fat breasts swayed exaggeratedly, swinging up and down.

He grabbed the pink point in one mouthful and sucked hard.

Ah screamed, her head tilted back, her cherry lips separated helplessly, and a hoarse and long sigh was squeezed out from her throat.

At this time, her legs were tightly clamping his waist, as if she wanted to integrate his entire body into her lower body.

Blank, everything is blank.

There was nothing left, she was about to fly.

All concepts disappeared, only that existence, which runs through her soul, is still venting.

Ah！

With the last dry roar, the hot essence of life burst out completely in the depths of her body.

The gushing was extremely powerful, like a flood, and she felt an amazing sense of oppression from him.

But only in this way can her inner emptiness be filled.

He froze, hugged her tightly, and stepped into her whole face between her fat breasts, his expression was extremely distorted, as if he was about to die.

And she seemed to have been touched by electricity, and the continuous gushing directly pushed her to the clouds.

The huge waves that had been suppressed for more than ten years turned into, completely breaking down her psychological defense line.

Reason, collapsed.

As if the electric current surged, she suddenly began to sing, and the twisted high notes were divided into dozens of different curves as her tremors.

It sounds like a terrifying song of a banshee that is dying.

But she herself understood that this was a song of praise that women would only send after they were greatly satisfied.

Time passed a long time, and when she woke up, he was lying on her, panting and falling asleep.

She wanted to touch his body, his hair, and his face again, but she couldn't do it.

After all this trouble, she was exhausted and she didn't even have the energy to breathe.

From the beginning to now, after several hours of physical labor, she was in exhaustion, and she was as soft as a pool of mud. She could do nothing except paralyzed here.

Until now, she couldn't believe what had just happened.

Is this true?

If all this just happened was just a dream.

Then this may be the happiest dream she has had in the past ten years.

She tried to reminisce about the little things she had just done, but she was too tired now to even recall it.

Just think it's a dream.

She thought, kissing him for the last time.

With a full sense of happiness and a huge sense of fullness, she took advantage of the dizziness after the climax and sighed and slowly slid into her sweet dreamland...

The night is getting deeper...