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I was deeply embedded in her body, fucking her while carrying her to the bed. She kept twisting and moaning under me, even screaming loudly, in a frenzy and confusion like never before. Love juices kept flowing from her small orifice, soaking her pure and plump buttocks, and wetting a large area of the bedsheet...
After I don't know how long, I really couldn't hold on anymore and ejaculated inside her. She held me tightly and kept shouting, "Ah~~ so good, it's really good to ejaculate inside, so powerful, so much..."
She didn't let me get off her, and kept my penis softly inserted in her pussy, holding my neck and asking me: "Honey, why didn't you find a dance partner to go upstairs?" "I love you, it would be better to wait for you downstairs." I kissed her hair. "You are so nice, love you. You must be anxious waiting?" She kissed me passionately and asked with a sly smile.
"Yeah, I thought you would come down quickly. Why did it take so long?" I teased her with a smirk.
She blushed and replied shyly, "Was it a long time?"
"It was over two hours. Looks like that guy is quite skilled, making you forget about time and all," I lightly patted her cheek.
"You bad guy, insist on making me go, and then make fun of me!" She lightly tapped my butt.
"Just teasing you, as long as you're comfortable and happy, it's fine for however long. Just don't let that man ruin my beloved wife." I gently caressed her face and said affectionately.
"I didn't let him really ruin me, just made him anxious, hehe." She mischievously smiled.
"So you haven't had sex for such a long time?"
"We really haven't, I swear," she explained anxiously, "I swear, he really hasn't truly f***ed me in the real sense!"
"Why, is the man not good enough, or is his thing not working?"
"It's none of them. He's very good, handsome, elegant, well-mannered, very good at flirting, and he's also amazing in bed. I almost couldn't resist letting him in at the end," she said.
Whenever she mentioned that man, she started getting wet again. "But I thought of my love for you, so I forced myself to hold back."
"How did he flirt with you then?" I started to get excited and asked her eagerly.
"He started to dance with me very gently," she told me breathlessly, "There were no lights inside, I couldn't see, so I had to let him hold me tightly and move. Later, later, he started touching me through my skirt, first on my back, then slowly down, then suddenly he held my hips tightly and caressed them gently, then he kissed my earlobe... I was both excited and scared, I quickly pushed him away, but he was too strong, I couldn't push him away. Then he suddenly kissed my lips, I closed them tightly, but his tongue was too strong, too forceful, very manly, kept pushing in, and I slowly opened my lips, his tongue, suddenly, entered, entwined with mine..." She was breathing heavily under me... "What happened next?" I heard her talk about other men kissing her, and it felt particularly exciting, my penis got hard again, pressing against her increasingly wet little hole. "Later, later, his hand went into my skirt..."
"She was getting more and more excited as she spoke, hugging me tighter and tighter. 'I originally wanted to push his hand away, but then, then, then, at that moment, I heard the woman next to us let out a soft moan while dancing. I knew they were standing and making love, and it felt so thrilling, so thrilling. I got excited immediately and let him touch me. But, but, but, I told him he could only touch me over my underwear. He was very obedient, and, and, and he kissed me while touching me over my underwear. He said I was so wet, so wet... He also, also, also took my hand to touch his penis.'
'Did you touch his penis? Is it big?' I pressed my penis against her little hole again, rubbing against the already soaking wet petals."
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