There weren't as many slutty operations as netizens said. I kept thrusting hard, lifting my ass and thrusting in hard. The sound of my scrotum hitting her buttocks was particularly rhythmic. Her high-pitched moans were like holy sounds that penetrated my soul, urging me to thrust faster and faster. Every time, the vaginal fluid brought out by the glans dripped onto the bed along the buttocks and anus. Her head swayed left and right with a rhythm of its own. Suddenly, she grabbed my hand and bit it. The feeling of pain was transmitted to my brain in an instant. In my lower body, I only felt her vaginal wall constantly wriggling, the tender flesh inside gradually contracting, and my cock was forced tighter and tighter, as if it was held tightly by her hand. A stream of liquid hit my glans, and it felt almost like being electrocuted. The glans suddenly became numb, and semen shot into the depths of her vagina like a water gun. Her tightly contracted vaginal wall instantly squeezed the cock out, and a stream of water mixed with my semen sprayed directly onto my belly. She held my hand tightly and said to me, hurry up... hurry up, use your hand to help me again. I directly inserted three fingers into her pussy and kept stirring. The vaginal wall that had just relaxed began to harden slowly again. This time I felt more direct. Her vaginal wall suddenly contracted, and then the water sprayed out directly, all over my face and chest. I fingered her and sprayed. I took a mouthful of it and swallowed it. Unlike the vaginal fluid, the sprayed water had no taste. Maybe many friends think that I am exaggerating when I write about her squirting, but it is not true. Only if you have met such a woman will you feel that it is not exaggerated at all. In the following ten years, I have also met squirting women, but not to this extent. Back to the point, I held her and kept stroking her back and asshole until the afterglow of her orgasm passed. She opened her eyes and the first sentence was to blame me, "How did you last so long? If you do this again, I won't do it with you next time." In fact, I was quite depressed at that time. I haven't tasted the taste of a pussy for a long time. I said, I will definitely satisfy you later. We got up and hugged each other in the bathroom. We were in love. She knelt on the floor and took my limp cock. She stuck out her tongue and kept licking the urethra. The cock that had just stopped was slowly filled with hot blood. The water from the shower head poured over my back. The sensitivity on the glans gave me a great feeling. My ass couldn't help but move forward, going back and forth in her mouth. I reached out and pulled her up. I turned her around and asked her to lean on the glass wall of the bathroom with both hands. I pressed her waist down and raised her ass high, so that her pussy and asshole were more perfectly presented in front of me when I squatted down. I stuck out my tongue and kept switching between her pussy and asshole. I don't know why, but I personally love to lick pussies and assholes. Over the years, before having sex with many women, I would do 69 and lick each other's sexual organs fiercely. I stood up, pushed her butt down slightly, aimed my dick at her vagina and slowly inserted it, holding her breasts with both hands, gently rubbing her nipples with two index fingers, her butt gently moved back to meet me, we cooperated perfectly, and the sound of my lower abdomen hitting her buttocks echoed throughout the bathroom. I hugged her upper body tightly, and she turned her head and kissed me passionately. I felt that this was actually a more difficult move, because her neck was twisted back a little too much, and we gradually got into it, and the collision became more and more tacit. I pulled out my dick, turned her around, and she hugged my neck with both hands. I lifted her up, and my dick slid in with a sizzle. I held her legs with both hands, her butt slightly pouted, and then suddenly pushed forward, with the sound of puffing one after another.
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