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Chapter 2

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I spread her straight legs, and my tongue tips teased back and forth on her buds, and my lips gently wrapped around the layers of petals.

She was very fragrant and smooth. I felt my blood burning and boiling. Love reached the microlayer of the cell from the pores. I had an urge to merge with her. My enthusiasm infected her. Her body was very hot. I knew that the wild commotion in her heart had been strongly mobilized by me and started to scream:

No...I can't stand it...

You kiss me, okay?

I won't do it, ah...stop torture me...

This is just the beginning

Let's start! Ah... please...

Take your time

I...I...I will never call you uncle again...

Good, good attitude, then you kiss me

No! I don't know! Ah!... Her screams are getting louder and louder. Really I don't know? I'll teach you

I will teach you!...I won't learn it!

Suddenly, she turned over like a cat. I seemed a little surprised. She gasped in a delicate manner. Her bright big eyes looked straight at me and said word by word: I am still a virgin!

What?!No! I was really surprised this time and it obviously cooled down

Really... She nodded desperately, her face full of innocent

For some reason, the desire in my body began to burn evilly again, and said gently: I'll just be gentle.

Do you promise?

Um!

Will you be nice to me in the future?

Yes

Her innocent face was still flushed, and her eyes softened again. She began to lie on me and kiss my earlobe, then gently stirred her ear holes with her tongue, kissing my eyes, my lips, my neck, my chest, my lower abdomen...

Then, she hesitated for a few seconds and frowned slightly

I was already standing up and firm like a spear. From her hesitant look, I concluded that it was the first time she was facing a male organ like this, and she had never had such an experience.

Mine is the very thick type, with a very plump and rosy head

Women with rich sexual experience like me as huge as me. They often do not hesitate, as unrestrained as hungry wolves, and greedily put it deeply into their mouths.

Bian Jing was different, her face turned redder, and it was obvious that she wanted to kiss it like this in her heart. She didn't think there was anything good about it. She just felt very curious, and she was a little afraid that only virgins would have such an expression.

So big... She raised her head and asked me timidly, "What should I do?"

Use your tongue

Um...is this? She stuck out her tongue and tried carefully

Well, stick your tongue out like eating popsicles

Do you often teach girls to do this? She suddenly pinched it with her hands and asked slightly dissatisfiedly.

No, I quickly deny that you are the first one

I know that for women, the first or the first is very important for women. Whether it is true or not, women love to hear such answers

Although they know it is fake deep down, they subconsciously deny it and still like to listen, just as they especially like to hear you say to her I love you

I didn't want to lie to her at that time, so I said those three words with shamelessness

Later she told me that she was very moved and warm when she heard those three words

Do you really love me? She asked in a silly manner

Really! I've been saying it more easily

I love you too, but why do you do this? I thought this man was dirty

This is part of the normal sex process

I actually put on the face of a medical professor. I think it was the endless knowledge I showed during the chat process, and the guidance and patience and meticulousness that made her fascinated me.

Because with my sixth sense, I believe that a little girl like Bian Jing, who is pure and a little restless, has a serious Oedipus complex.

A little girl like her is happier than our generation. She is like flowers in a greenhouse. Her parents are spoiled, her food is rich in nutrients, and her body is secreted too much hormones. She is full of curiosity about sex and is full of attachment to older men.

I was lucky to be her first man

Your face was radiant, she stroked it with her little hands, and licked it with her tongue. It looked very good, the color was good, I like it!

I encouraged her and said: Come on

She kissed...

It made her feel emotional, and she felt that she should love me, too, right?

It is my source of happiness, she should love it well

She was full of tenderness and kissed her. She didn't know how to do it, but with such a gentle kiss, she taught herself. She stroked it with the tip of her tongue, gently stroked it gently, and then she pressed her lips on...

This is different from a kiss. Perhaps this is a real kiss. She is far and near, heavy and light, and she devotes herself and immerses herself in it...

My hands couldn't help but hold her head and pressed her so that she could hold it deeper. She held it tightly with her hands. Her tongue was gentle and firm, slowly, facing upwards and downwards.

Her body stood up again, her forehead was covered with sweat, and she lay on my chest. Her face was red, her hair was hanging down thickly, covering most of her face. She looked at me sweetly and lewdly, and actually asked seriously: How am I doing?

I looked at her and wanted to laugh, but the ultimate comfort just now made my laughter hoarse, and I choked: I'm almost dying of happiness

She refused to give in: Is it good or bad?

OK, of course, I was surprised to wipe the sweat from her head with my hands, then hugged her in my arms and kissed her: You are a genius, the genius' lips

Is that? She is as happy as a child being praised: Of course, because I love you

I know, I said: You've done a great job

Oh, she looked at me intoxicatedly and suddenly asked me: Is it different from what you felt before?

I laughed: Can you not kill the scenery?

Jing, you are so tall, she said with certainty: You just can't

I went to kiss her, but she avoided it and insisted on the question: What is the difference from before?

It was just stimulating before, but it was uncomfortable. Even if it was comfortable, it was not a happy and comfortable feeling. I patiently explained to her: Dear, don’t talk about it again. It was not like you before, and it had nothing to do with us before.

What about then? She asked afterwards

From now on, only you, only us

She looked at me seriously: You said, you won't be allowed to mess with other women in the future. Her eyes flashed again, and she said viciously: Otherwise, I will kill you first and go with other men.

I tightened her: Do you dare?

If you dare, I dare! She was so painful that she tightened her whole body, but she didn't beg for forgiveness.

I looked at her flushed face and firm eyes. I knew she could do it. This idea made me jealous and hateful, but I could do anything about it. Moreover, the stimulation of love here also made him feel sweet. I kissed her lovingly: I will kill you

Well, she thought: It would be better to kill me before you do it, so that I can save my pain

I quickly said: Don't say such things, I won't do that