Chapter 14. Having pushed the cannon to the fortifications, why not fire?
Because the vaginal fluid had flowed out a lot, my door was open so this was not difficult, but I could still feel the tightness of the entrance. And when my little brother was completely inside the trench, I crawled up to kiss Miss Nga’s lips, this time after saying: Oh, don’t, Thang, no… she couldn’t say anything anymore because I had switched to a state of continuous in and out, only the sounds: Squeak squeak… rang out.
When I changed the position from traditional to the radish fairy, then Ms. Nga really got into the game and revealed her very lustful nature; with each thrust, she screamed out loud:
– Oh…oh…oh…oh no Thang!
– Why die? Do you like it? I asked while…pushing hard.
Yes…yes!
– What? Pull out and push in again.
– Yes…good; huh…
Why happy?
….
– Tell me; why is it happy? Who makes it happy…?
– Do… Win!
– Win for what; who is happy?
– Ivory!
– Why happy? What did Thang do to Nga?
I temporarily reduced the intensity of my thrusts, leaned down close to lick her earlobe gently, making her shiver (you guys are just doing it all day long, but don’t you know that the earlobe is also a place with a lot of pleasure neurons, exploiting it at the right time will… make you reach the peak in no time); whispered: What is Thang doing to Nga?
Love…love…
– Anything else?
Miss Nga was a bit hesitant, I pulled back to the entrance and thrust hard, making her arch her back in pleasure.
– Having sex.
– Another way.
– Making…love.
– Another; push hard again.
– Ugh…ugh…ugh, so ugly.
– Say it; pull out and push back in hard.
– Fucking…
– Fuck who? This time I’m very bold.
– Fuck Ivory.
– Fuck me; thrust hard!
Win.
– Thang…fuck Nga.
There; finally I got to hear what I needed to hear, it made me more excited, Ms. Nga also felt more comfortable mentally and then… speeding up, the whole room was filled with only the sound of “Slap…slap…slap”.
After about a few dozen strokes, Ms. Nga’s body stiffened, her 2 legs were resting on my shoulders, pressing down hard, her butt arched up, her facial muscles tensed, her eyes closed tightly, her 2 hands gripped the bed sheet tightly; experience told me she was climaxing, on the other hand, I was also holding back to not ejaculate, so I stopped and relaxed my body.
After 5 seconds or more, I saw her body starting to soften, her hands loosened, her facial muscles relaxed, and I was able to control my urges, so I gently pulled the sausage out and looked down; oh my gosh, it was water, the water was a bit cloudy white… I helped her turn around, one hand gently rubbed her back, the other hand reached over and gently squeezed her breasts; after a while, I stopped rubbing her back, my hand slipped into the gap between her legs and lifted them slightly to put the sausage back into her cave, but from behind; this time she was very cooperative, so the sausage quickly got on the track.
After settling down, I gently leaned in to whisper (at this point my mind was clear, I could even put a… container in L):
Do you like it?
– Yes! The Hue accent was already cute, now it’s even sweeter like honey.
Why did the images of Ms. Thoa and Ms. Thuy disappear at this time? It’s true that “the dick is happy, the eyes are blind”; gently:
Do you love?
– Yes!
Who has what?
– Yes, Nga does love, love…Thang!
Just like that, the same process of entering and exiting again, this time applying a new method of 3 shallow 2 deep instead of 1 deep, one hand around the neck to squeeze the breast, one hand placed on the triangle of pleasure to support rubbing the clitoris, so in no time Ms. Nga fell into a trance again.
…
Just like that, rest for a few minutes, rest for a few minutes again, following the gentle warm-up process and then accelerating but not reaching the finish line.
Several times like that, to make Ms. Nga fall into a state of almost reaching the top but then stopped, I used force to turn her up to sit but facing me, then with one hand squeezed her breast, the other hand squeezed and pushed her butt, signaling her to rotate, shake, up and down…etc… after just a few beats like that, she stiffened, showing signs of about to go over the hill to the finish line, then I coordinated squeezing, pushing, pushing hard…!
Close!
Both of them reached the finish line at the same time!
….
It was 5-7 minutes after helping each other to the top that Ms. Nga was able to speak:
– It’s late, Nga must go home.
I looked up at the clock on the desk; oh my, it was almost 5:30 pm, so this intercourse had lasted for more than an hour; it was almost dark so it was only right that Ms. Nga had to go home.
– Come back and kiss me before letting me go.
Very naturally, Ms. Nga turned back and kissed me lightly on the cheek, but I was greedier, I turned my neck and kissed her deeply before letting her go so she could wash up and get dressed.
Seeing us off at the gate, Ms. Nga turned back:
– Thang is very naughty; Nga will punish Thang later.
– When will I be asked about the crime? What crime? I winked back teasingly.
– It’s late, let me ask another day, what a sin!
– Thang is staying home tomorrow afternoon, come and deal with it. I’m provoking!
– Just wait! Then Ms. Nga got in the car and left.
After taking a bath, the first thing to do is to take a bath, clean up the scene, then go down to cook rice (Ms. Nga had cooked food in advance); while waiting for the rice to cook, take a nap!