This night will be unforgettable for the rest of my life. Reason failed to defeat the instinctive desire.

Sister Rose rubbed and pinched my lower body as much as she wanted, making me uncomfortable, comfortable, passionate, and ashamed.

"No... don't, sister!" I gasped and begged for mercy.

Saying it's "panting" doesn't mean I'm being hypocritical. That feeling is really contradictory. I beg her to stop verbally, but my inner desire is for her to go further.

Sister Rose looked at me with interest and said, "Little Tangtang, you are not young anymore. You should understand some things!"

I didn't know the meaning of Sister Rose's words, but she told me with practical actions.

She kept stroking my abdomen with her soft hands, and then suddenly rushed into my underwear, squeezing that spot tightly.

I felt that where she held me, she held all my desires.

She helped me move it up and down twice, pulled a handful of my panty, and said, "Take it off, it's too much trouble."

With that said, she took off my only trousers.

I was naked, and she held my lower body tightly with both hands, moving up and down quickly. I felt a wet patch there, and there was a slight "pop" sound.

My mind was in a state of chaos. Inexplicably, I matched her rhythm, and my breathing became rapid.

Sister Rose changed her hand, and the tired hand kept kneading and squeezing my pair of soft balls.

That is another kind of pleasure. The torrent of desire suddenly gathers in the lower body and may explode at any time.

"No... don't, sister!"

My body was shaking and I could hardly control it.

My breathing became more rapid, and I started moaning for no reason.

When Sister Rose saw this, instead of stopping, she speeded up her hand.

Why is she doing this? I obviously begged her to stop!

"Stop it, Sister Rose!" I shouted in my heart.

Suddenly, a strong force rose up from below, and a fierce liquid spurted out of my body. My desire reached its peak at that moment. Later, I learned that it was what men call orgasm.

"Damn Tangtang, you bad boy, you sprayed all over me."

At this time, my desire had dissipated and my head was dizzy. I couldn't believe that something like this would happen to Sister Rose.

"Tell me, are you bad?" Sister Rose wiped her hands with the toilet paper on the bedside, and then hugged me tightly from the front: "Tell me the truth, Sister Rose, do you feel comfortable?"

"Yeah!" I replied.

"What does 'um' mean?" Sister Rose pouted, "Say, are you feeling comfortable or uncomfortable."

Forgive me, Sister Rose, for letting me say such embarrassing words...

"Tell me, little bastard, do you still want it in the future?"

This moment was the most stupid moment in my life, and I couldn't even express a single word.

Sister Rose sighed: "Hey, you little beast, I love you so much for nothing. After I finished helping you, you turned out to be like a stone. You didn't even know how to say a few nice words..."

Sister Rose turned sideways and faced me with her cold back.

I felt so uncomfortable that I shook Sister Rose and said apologetically: "Sister Rose, I'm sorry..."

She didn't respond. It looked like she was really angry. I'm afraid she was more disappointed!

Suddenly I remembered something Sister Rose once said to me:

People are full of desires, and desires are the only motivation for us to live. If a person has no desires, it can be said that he (she) is dead. However, people must look directly at their desires and want to do |

Women either want men, want to make a lot of money, or want to be promoted. There is nothing to hide. What I hate the most in my life is those kind of beasts who pretend to be moral gentlemen, but in the end they are just staring at women's breasts.

, in the end it’s not about that!

To be honest, I didn't quite understand what Sister Rose said before. I felt more like she was - complaining!

But now I understand a little bit, that cold back seems to be emitting countless silver needles, piercing my heart.

I mustered up the courage and hugged Sister Rose tightly: "Sister Rose! I...I feel...very comfortable. I will want it again in the future, if I can!"

"Little bastard!" Sister Rose turned from anger to joy, turned around and hugged me tightly, "Go to sleep, my little sweetheart!"

For some reason, the place started to become active again, and my heart felt itchy.

I mustered up the courage and put my hands on Sister Rose's firm breasts.

This ecstatic night...

Sister Rose smiled, pushed my hand away, and said, "That's it for today. You have to go to school tomorrow, and I have to go to work! Go to bed early..."
Chapter completed!