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They both arrived in the house that night around 10:00 PM.

They were both tired but Chu lian was filled with energy.

They both entered and Chu Lian was looking around to the items Zang wei owns

"Books.."Said Chu Lian,She pulls out one of the books in the bookshelf "English?"A thick book around 300 pages filled with English words "he knows how to speak English she then pulled out another book filled with scribbles and drawings Chu Lian blushed "our child,will be great"she thought touching her belly.

Zang wei wanted to know where Chu Lian was but decided not to he started to re organize everything and finally reached the bookshelf where all his books were stored and where Chu Lian was "Excuse me"Said said Zang wei as he started reorganize his books by color Chu Lian smiled "he is very organized"she thought

After organizing Zang wei looked at Chu Lian "Are you coming up?" Chu Lian nod and went upstairs

She shut the bathroom door "today is the day I wil no longer be a virgin,i sense it he wants to do it"she wore her most beautiful night gown and a red bra.

"Are you finished?"Asked Zang wei Chu Lian opened the door "I am finished" and left sitting in the king sized bed.Chu Lian waited for Zang wei so they can have intercourse,Zang wei went out of the door wearing his normal comfy clothes "darling you can remove your shirt it is fine"said Chu Lian Zang wei blushed "are you sure" "yes"

Zang wei removed his top to reveal his 6 pack and muscular arms coming from his previous job which involves carrying heavy equipment and working Chu Lian stood up to touch his chest going down to his abs Zang wei blushed "Is This some kind of signal?"thought Zang wei, Zang wei kisses Chu Lian.

Chu Lian blushed "do you want to do it?" Zang wei nod and they started kissing Zang wei holding her butt checks tightly slowly Chu Lian kneeled in the floor Zang wei unzip his zipper to reveal his large penis Chu Lian began to give him a blowjob

Uh..uh! Zang wei moans in satisfaction

Soon She raised one foot onto the sink and held the doorknob to her mouth, warming and wetting it with her breathing. She parted the lips of her pussy and pressed there, gentle at first, then less so, starting to spin the knob. She felt the first wave of something good go through her, and her legs weakened. . . . Then she re-wet the knob with her tongue and found its place between her lips again, pressing tiny circles against her clit, then just tapping it there, liking how the warm metal began to stick to her skin, to pull at it a little each time."

There wasn't a lock on the door, we could have been interrupted, and maybe the risk heightened my pleasure as Zang wei pressed his whole length against me, placing his feet beside mine and leaning his torso into my spine, his breath hot on my neck. This was reality, I felt with a strange relief, this was where I belonged.

He is determined to perform the most gentle act, but he doesn't know exactly where to enter. He tries to find it His arms are trembling. Suddenly he feels her flesh give way and then, deliciously, the muscle close about him. He tries not to press against anything, to go in straight. She is breathing quickly, and as he withdraws on the first stroke he can feel her jerking with pleasure. It's the short movements she likes. She thrusts herself against him. Moans escape her. Dean comes—it's like a hemorrhage—and afterwards she clasps him tightly."

In bed, I didn't dare look at him. I lay back with my eyes closed, luxuriating because he knew all sorts of expert angles, his hands never fumbling, going over my whole body, pressing the hair up and off the back of my head, giving an extra hip shove, as if to say There."

He has convinced her that the penis twitching in the air above her face is the size and color and warmth that it is entirely because of what he has recognized in her. When he enters her, when this throbbing, cyclamen-headed, silken, apoplectic fifth limb of his reaches as near to her center as her pelvis will allow, he, in it, will be returning, she believes, to the origins of his desire. The taste of his foreskin and of a single tear of transparent first sperm which has broken over the cyclamen head making its surface even softer to the touch than before, is the taste of herself made flesh in another. This can never stop, she whispers, slowly and calmly."