Chapter 5

Ping was standing outside the door, and it was obvious that he was rushing to come with a hurried look on his face.

I smiled at Ping, saying nothing, just quietly letting him into the living room. Ping also seemed a little restrained, no longer the naturalness she had at his house last time

After all, this is our second time meeting, the first time that a lonely man and a widow are alone

I asked Ping what to drink, and he said: Let’s have a cup of green tea! I also like green tea because it is not as sweet as the juice, the carbonated aroma of Coke is refreshing and slightly bitter, which is in line with my personality

We simply exchanged greetings and talked about their recent situations. Ping was doing IT, thinking very flexible and reacted quickly

But we all know what will happen next, so we all seem absent-minded

I said to Ping: Let me familiarize you with my home, so we walked through various rooms and Ping followed obediently

When we walked to the floor-to-ceiling balcony, we stopped. At this time, the afterglow of the sunset was just pouring in. The scenery of the city at dusk was beautiful.

At this time, Ping hugged me from behind. I struggled for a while. Ping's arm also increased significantly. So he gave up and let him hug him like that. A strange feeling surged up.

The flat breathing became significantly thicker and a little rapid

He pressed his face to my cheek and began to kiss my ears and temples. I didn't resist, so I let him kiss it. I could vaguely hear the music coming from the speakers of the shops on the street in the distance. At this time, people also rose up with the music.

Seeing that I didn't object, Ping seemed bold and touched my chest with his hand. I tried to stop it, but he used more force.

The caressing is gentle, delicate, and the slow force is very useful. I think he found something that the wind can't give him here.

Gradually, I could feel my nipples swelling, and a unique oil began to secrete around it, emitting a faint body fragrance.

I think Ping also felt this change, and the frequency of his caressing and rubbing became faster

At this time, I began to feel something hard on my buttocks. I was a little proud in secret, but there was no expression, just silently cooperating with the flat movements

Slowly, my flat hands began to slide towards my abdomen...