“Ugh…”

    To anyone who saw it, the old man was on the verge of exhaustion. It seemed as if he had pulled out too much, but he couldn’t help it because if he didn’t do it, the weight class for the match wouldn’t be established.

    As if it wasn’t just a joke when men call their vaginas their own selves, they were hanging out like sagging old men.

    I moved my body and climbed on top of the man who was lying on the bed, laid down on the man’s draped mat, and bent my upper body over to rest my body on the man’s chest.

    The warm body temperature warmed up my body, which had cooled down somewhat due to all the hard work I had done, and I liked the feeling of my body getting warmer, so I rubbed my body against it like a puppy being affectionate with its owner.

    I didn’t feel like doing it because it seemed a bit childish, but I couldn’t help it. My body was shaking a little, so I couldn’t help it.

    Thump thump, the old man’s heartbeat could be heard softly. Earlier, it had been pounding like some kind of internal combustion engine.

    “Mister, are you having a hard time?”

    When things got tough, it was really hard. People have a conscience. How can they just feel good about themselves and end things?

    If the old man had even said something to stop, I was starting to think that I would have to take special measures.

    “Of course not.”

    I lifted my head from where I had buried it in my chest and stared intently at the old man’s face. The trembling of his eyes felt like a lie.

    “Is it hard? Hehe.”

    I let out a laugh. In fact, my lower abdomen had been itching for a while, but I was trying to look away because I thought I had to drain the old man’s energy.

    But when I saw that the old man was in a situation where he couldn’t even think of taking the initiative, and was defenseless, I felt happy at the thought that I could do whatever I wanted without any burden.

    “…That’s a little bit true.”

    Contrary to what the old man said, who carefully took it out, it looked a lot like that to my eyes. As proof, it had been 10 minutes since I had been riding on him and rubbing my body against him, but his penis hadn’t moved at all.

    “Rest comfortably. I’ll take care of it.”

    I felt a sense of accomplishment at the thought that everything had gone according to plan. I could feel my previously tense lower abdomen now becoming wet with anticipation.

    But isn’t it a bit problematic that I’m getting wet on my own without even receiving a single touch? It’s not like my body was developed by the old man without me knowing, right?

    Because the old man’s record was so splendid, it was difficult for me to shake off those feelings of anxiety and doubt. It was even more so because I was toyed with all night on the day I fought with the old man.

    Well… I guess I should just think of it as an irresistible force that a girl’s body has. I’m not that kind of lewd person.

    When such a vicious thing is right in front of me, it is clear that I unconsciously feel the desire to reproduce, as if humans are also a type of animal.

    I tried to sit up straighter to get my old man’s attention back.

    ‘Tsudoku.’

    “…”

    And then I heard some ridiculous sound coming from my shins.

    What was that noise just now? Are you crazy? Why are you so wet?

    I raised my upper body out of curiosity and lowered my head to look down. The man’s lower body and genitals were covered in glistening liquid as if some kind of water had been spilled on them.

    As I lifted my buttocks from the old man’s thighs, I felt the thread stretching along with a strange sound.

    “Crazy…”

    I was a little, no, a lot, bewildered by the reality that was right in front of me. To be honest, I was looking forward to the actual broadcast.

    The reason I teased that old man so hard was because I wanted to create a situation where I could enjoy myself to the fullest and have a sweet and warm experience, not just a broken film like when I was drunk.

    Of course, it was also to correct the old man’s bad habits and maintain a healthy relationship, but strictly speaking, it was to the extent that it was safe to say that we had a 50/50 stake.

    But somehow, because I was so wet, I thought that to the old man, she would just look like a female in heat, and even to me, she was just a female in heat, so I couldn’t help but doubt my thoughts and feelings that I had had until now.

    Maybe I’m just a really bright girl. Maybe the fact that I said I’d fix my old man’s habits was just a trick to get an opportunity to satisfy my own desires.

    I wonder if she’s just a crazy female who can’t live without sleeping.

    In the meantime, without realizing it, my hand reached out to the old man’s penis. Instinct was such a scary thing.

    The body that seemed to have cooled down a little had soon become a ball of fire. It was like blowing new firewood and air into a dying fire, and it would burn up as if nothing had happened. I guess I was like that too.

    It was because of the old man. There was no doubt that the old man had polluted my body and mind because of his exceptional charisma.

    It was clear that I, a healthy member of society who was sound and cool-headed in everything, had been turned into a female who could not be free from the instincts and hormones engraved in my genes.

    There’s nothing I can do. No matter how hard I try not to let that happen, no matter how conscious I am, I can’t avoid it since you’re a man and I’m a woman.

    “Standing.”

    My hand felt like a fireball. My pillow felt like a fireball. I couldn’t tell where it had come from.

    It didn’t matter. A smile formed. The rumbling lower abdomen now began to growl.

    “Ugh…Aaang!”

    As soon as I swallowed down the old man’s thing, I opened my eyes wide and covered my mouth at the moan that escaped me without me knowing. I could feel that something was wrong.

    It felt like my body and mind were separate, and that was understandable. Without realizing it, I was moving my waist and using the still man’s dick to poke various parts of me.

    My eyes were on the old man. He was panting heavily. It seemed like he was giving everything to my movements.

    This was no different from just using the old man to masturbate. In other words, I was moving my body according to my desires.

    “Okay…Okay!”

    A warm, hard club dug into my insides.

    I was moving my waist in a shallow manner, and my head was filling in the details of how high I should go up and down, and how I should move my waist while digging in to reach the most pleasurable spot.

    Efforts to regain my senses ended in vain.

    I feel too good to do that. It would be a shame to miss this opportunity. I don’t want to do something stupid. I like it now…

    Heshil heshil, laughter broke out. I placed my hands on the old man’s firm abs and held his cock as much as I could. Every time the inside was roughly scratched, it felt like the cells in my head were burning.

    It was a strange and eerie sound that seemed like the sound of something burning, but I didn’t want to pay any attention to it. My head was getting duller and duller, but a good feeling spread throughout my body.

    Reason has finally come to an agreement. What’s good is good. There seems to be no need to stop it.

    “Mister…! I like it! Ah! Aah…!”

    “Gasp, ugh! Huh!”

    The old man’s breath was suffocating in the air. It didn’t mean anything. The happiness rumbling in his lower abdomen was too overwhelming to pay attention to.

    “Ahhhh!?”

    And then the happiness that had been building up exploded all of a sudden. The fire that had been burning in my head exploded like a firecracker.

    My body was shaking wildly, without my will. In the midst of all this, I could feel the solid and manly body of the old man.

    “Ugh! Shorts, you, if it’s too tight, ugh! Heuk!!”

    I don’t know what you’re talking about. Okay. I feel like I’m going to melt. My head’s going to melt…

    “Hehe…”

    The crazy orgasm, the feeling of it continuing without stopping, was so good. I didn’t feel any weakness. As if there was still some embers left, when I moved my waist, the feeling of happiness came over me again.

    ‘Crunch. Crunch.’

    My lower body, waist, and butt continued to squeeze the old man’s dick as if they were separate entities from me.

    The power that caused the lower body to move on its own must have come from the upper body, as all the strength drained out of it and it fell over on top of the old man.

    “Okay…Okay…”

    The feeling of fulfillment and happiness in my lower abdomen was good, but I also liked the warmth that just touched my skin. I also liked the strange feeling that came every time I rubbed my body against the old man’s firm body as my chest sank.

    “Mister, hic! Okay…?”

    If I’m this good, then of course the old man will be good too. I turned my head to see the old man’s reaction, and saliva was dripping down my cheek. What is this?

    There was no way the old man had a mouth on his chest, so it must have been mine. Ahem… Thinking about it again, it didn’t seem to be mine. I don’t remember spilling anything, so what?

    “Short hair, seriously… I can’t stand it… Inside you are…”

    What are you holding back? Are you saying that you can’t hold back because you feel so good? Well, it would be hard for an exhausted old man to handle me. Even if he’s a superman, there’s still an age gap between us.

    Hey, you’re an old man, so…

    “Huh? I don’t know if it’s Moose Marinji… I feel good.”

    Every time I moved my waist, the old man’s penis deeply embedded inside me poked my sensitive spot, sending fireworks exploding in my head.

    “Me?! Again!!! What the?!”

    “Ugh!”

    I felt something hot touching my lower abdomen, buttocks, and everything else. I was dizzy from the orgasm and couldn’t understand what was going on.

    Then I realized that something I had kept deep inside me was gone, and I was overcome with regret.

    I moved my thighs and desperately searched for the penis. Where did it go…

    Something hot and hard touched my left thigh.

    There you are.

    When I tried to lower my body to hug it again, my body wouldn’t move as if something was holding it tightly.

    “Ugh, what the…”

    Realizing that the sensation in my lower body wasn’t enough, I looked down and raised my head. The man’s hand was on my buttocks, gripping it tightly, preventing me from going down.

    I’m angry. I was feeling good for a while, but what the hell are you doing? Do you think I can’t do it?

    I tightened my thighs and grabbed the old man’s cock. Because it was covered in something sticky and slippery, the old man’s cock went up and down my thighs without any problems.

    “Quickly, sleep. Give it to me…?”

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