Chapter 5

My sister, at this time, she had let go of herself, gasping for a while, her hands were swaying, occasionally hugging my back, and occasionally putting it on both sides to grab the sheets. After a long time, my cock that was inserted deep into my sister's body was twitching a little.

I know I'm going to ejaculate.

So I faster the thrusting speed, and my sister's moans also made me cry. Obviously I couldn't bear the first time I fucked her so hard. I fucked her vigorously one after another. Well...Ah...Xiaojie, don't, don't ejaculate inside...

oh……

I saw my sister's waist arching again, her head raised up, and the center of the flower was tightly contracted. The spurted vaginal fluid was sprinkling on my glans, and my cock was beating in my sister's vagina... I was about to ejaculate, so how could I resist the spray of my sister's fickleness again... Then the hot semen ejaculated into my sister's deep uterus... I did not pull out the cock immediately, but lay on my sister's body and continued to thrust gently...

After a while, the penis gradually became soft and it slid out of my sister's vagina and fell softly on the base of my thigh.

And as my cock was pulled out, a large stream of milky white semen flowed out.

Look at my sister again, her almond eyes are slightly closed, her pretty face is flushed, and her appearance after the storm is fascinating.

I couldn't help but hold my sister in my arms, and took caressing my sister's breasts that were ravaged by me. My sister's hand gently placed on my hands and gently stroked her. I buried my face in my hair and breathed in a fragrance and a little lewd breath and asked: Sister, do you hate me?

My sister still closed her eyes slightly and didn't reply. After a while, she just shook her head gently.

I understand my sister’s thoughts, and tears of gratitude can’t help but roll down: Sister, I want to make you happy.I made up my mind secretly that no matter what, I can no longer ignore my concern for my sister, and I can no longer... I ran apart my endless longing and emotions for my sister... My arms couldn't help but increase my strength, and my hands became softer...

After a long time, a crystal tears rolled down my sister's blushing cheeks.

It was like a hazy screen was quietly pierced.

Under the moonlight, still on the big bed, my sister and I snuggled together again. This time there was a fierce roll, only infinite gentle caressing to express each other's love, and then we overlapped again.

After a long time... I half sat up, lit a cigarette, and watched as my sister's face, which was sleeping with a sweet smile, finally merged with the tears in my dream.

As I slipped down, beautiful and dreamy colors flashed inadvertently... I couldn't help but think of another poem...

On the banyan tree, the coolness filled our budding gazes.

Or maybe the stars flashed the feelings of the moon, and in many nights when we knew each other, shy murmurs were all over the ground.

The vast Yukong is pinched into a wish, planted in a dream garden where you can only understand you.

From then on, there was another sad figure beside the Maple Bridge full of watch, telling about loneliness!

May's piety is so lush and affectionate because of the overwhelming concern of the gardenia!

Mei Duoer lowered Chu Pity's eyelids and let Bai Xue slide through her eyes.

The dancing snow Ah, just like your smiling face when you gather together, has cruelly made me day by day.

If you have been wet for March rain, you must have read a beautiful mood!

If you kissed the March wind, you must have had a romantic fantasy!

By the flowing water, I held up a cluster of waves with my loneliness to wash away the broken dreams.

We weave a net of thoughts with confusion, scooping out every memory you give me, and crushing it under the wheel of time...

The spring water is dinging, and my heart remains the same.

Don't ask me how far the cape is. Even if there are thousands of mountains and rivers, I can still trek to its other shore.

A faraway place is the hall with bright roses deep in your heart.

Don’t ask me how big the world is, the mountains and the earth are not as big as my heart.

For some reason, but I can't hold a trace of unforgettable concern for you?

Perhaps love itself requires a distance, and a concern is the real possession!

Another Valentine's Day is here!

Under a hazy sycamore tree, you sow your crystal tears into the soil under your feet.

This is a place that makes you fragrant. Many years later, a lovesick tree will grow here, and the trees are filled with fairy tales that have become beautiful because of concern!