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He nods, leans back on the bed, holds onto his hand to keep the condom in place, and waits for me.This is the first time we will have sex since I moved in with him as my body needed time to heal. We had found other ways to satisfy each other, mainly through foreplay, handheld games, and oral sex, but this is the first time that we will have real sex.I crouch over it, align the tip of it with the opening, and let it sink in little by little. Once I have him fully in, we both let out a moan of pleasure. It's been so long since we've done this that I'm tight for him. I stay still on top of him for a moment, letting my body adjust and get used to his penetration. Then I slowly get up from him so that only the tip of him remains inside of him, then I quickly get down. We both moan again at the pleasant sensation that friction brings.Wanting more of that wonderful feeling, I slowly pick myself up and go back down, over and over again, to the point where I can feel

Last Updated : 2021-10-23

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I go to bed with satisfaction, soaking up everything because there is nothing better than lying in your bed when there is nowhere you need to be and nothing you have to do for the rest of the day. It's Saturday, a day off, and I have no idea how Travis wants to spend it.Speaking of which ... where is he? I wonder, turning my head to look at her empty side of the bed.I'm about to take off the covers and look for him in the small apartment when the bedroom door opens and Travis's face peeks out of it."I'm glad you finally woke up, he waits there," he tells me and disappears again before he has a chance to open his mouth to ask why.About a minute later, the door slowly opens again, but this time Travis walks through, carrying in his hands a wooden tray with a plate full of food and a small white vase that holds a single red rosebud, which he carefully walks up to me on the bed."Happy white day!" He says cheerfully as he places the tray on my blan

Last Updated : 2021-10-24

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The island is just a small stone table that protrudes from the bottom of the water peak a few inches. Under the water and near the table are stone stools.The arched red wooden bridge only runs the width of the pool, and on the entrance bridge, there are a couple of stone lanterns.Lastly, the teahouse pavilion is a small pagoda-roofed gazebo in a corner of the garden with a bistro table and 2 matching chairs to sit and drink tea.Even though everything is condensed, it is still very beautiful and the fact that everything is done on a small scale makes the garden look picturesque and attractive rather than grand and intimidating.However, the only thing that drives me out is the steam that I see rising from the surface of the pool until I realize what I am looking at. The pool is fine, but the water is not regular chlorinated water, it is mineral water pumped from the local hot springs, so our cabin has its private hot spring!- I see you figured i

Last Updated : 2021-10-24

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"Travis, I wanted to tell you something, and now is probably the best time to tell you while you still have endorphins running throughout your body""What is it?""Well, so cute and considerate that it was your idea about hot springs, the truth is that hot springs do not help people like me with liver and kidney problems. It's mainly for people who want to detox their bodies" I say, wrinkling my face at having to tell him the bad news."So bringing you here isn't going to help you in any way?""I wouldn't say that. I needed the massage and the weekend getaway just to relax and feel like me again, and this" I say, deliberately squeezing the tight inner muscles around him. "He'll make anyone feel better" I say with a smile."I can't argue with that," he says, smiling with satisfaction, then wraps his hand around the back of my neck to give me a long and passionate kiss on the lips.I feel something twist deep inside me and when we part from ou

Last Updated : 2021-10-24

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According to my mother, inventing a nickname for me was not very difficult.Exactly 24 years ago, on March 28, my parents decided to throw a hanami party for their friends.Hanami parties, or cherry blossom viewing parties, are common in Japan. It is a centuries-old practice that prevailed in military countries.Today, hanami parties often consist of having a picnic under the Sakura trees with people eating, drinking, singing, and having fun. People often bring food, have barbecues, or buy food from vendors.So while my dad was working at the steakhouse, his friends took a sip of sake and my mom sat on a blanket under a cherry tree enjoying her dango I thought this was all a pretty sweet deal and wanted to join the party. fun ... And ultimately, it turned what was supposed to be a nice quiet night looking at pretty pink trees into one of massive chaos.The barbecue burned to a crisp, my parents' friends spilled or spat her sake into a spray, and my

Last Updated : 2021-10-25

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- It is also true, but deep down in all this, they are the same type of tree. Just think, sakura trees produce flowers year after year despite the short life of those flowers and they do not produce any fruit. The effort seems futile, but keep doing it anyway and it ends up benefiting us with its beauty. So if you look at it that way, we admire the two trees for their toughness and not just their outward appearance.I turn my head to look Travis directly in the eye and he meets my gaze with his.- You only know how to speak to escape a difficult situation, right?- Luis always said that I have a way with words. And I congratulate you for turning that tree into a test with a hidden personal agenda, ”he says with his eyes shining playfully at me.- I don't know what you're talking about, I was admiring the trees, but thank you. It's nice to know that you like hanamis for a better reason than most people.- Do you know that I could be full of th

Last Updated : 2021-10-25

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Applause from everyone.We both sit on the grass to watch the next dancer take the stage, a young woman who, like me, is dressed in a traditional kimono, but unlike me, this girl has strong and dramatic makeup. Her face and neck are so dusty that she appears white as a ghost and her lips are painted a bright shade of red. The stark contrast between the white, red, and jet black of her hair tied up in a bun makes her look not human at all, more like a porcelain doll placed on invisible strings by a puppeteer. Even her movements are limited, like those of a puppet whose joints can only move so far in any direction.This is Kyomai's dance.It's like a slow interpretive dance with various poses and hand gestures that tell a story. It is the opposite pole of the dance that preceded it, the dance of Odori.As the night darkens, everything begins to calm down and the sakura trees are lit up with paper lanterns, giving the hanami experience a different vibe, one

Last Updated : 2021-10-25

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Would it be wrong for me to mention to Travis that his birthday used to be the same day that Japan and elite countries used to celebrate Respect for Aging Day? I think so. Also, he is angry at all the jokes that he has received and continues to receive for being with someone much younger than him.However, I must admit that even some jokes are quite funny, like having a parent-teacher conference when we went to see my parents. I mean, what can you do? You can get mad and hit the ground all the time (I tried for a while until Blanca threatened to remove the town repair costs from my paycheck) or access the jokes on a case-by-case basis and take them from there. Seeing how the majority of the people have learned to accept or ignore us.It's hard to believe that Travis is almost 35 today, 34 to be exact and here I am barely 24 years old. However, it is easy to put the age difference aside, when the man you are with appears to be at the same level of maturity as you and wh

Last Updated : 2021-10-26

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"Do you want me to do it?" I ask hysterically.Travis looks like she's in fear for his life, as she should be. I mean, I knew the man was perverted but I just didn't realize how much."No, Jane! You're not going to do it! Oh, does not matter! I knew it was too weird! I knew I should never have asked you! You're so sweet here, making me dinner and dressing up for me and I screwed it all up by making that suggestion. Very sorry. Please forgive me and forget that I ever asked"I look at Travis with a pounding heart, but not for the reason he thinks. I'm not mad, I'm actually ... excited."Travis, calm down! I didn't say I wasn't going to do it. I just want to clarify what exactly you want us to do"Now he seems completely bewildered as if he had just said to her: Yes, Travis… Santa Claus is real."Really?""Yes, I will do it"And just as the words leave my mouth, I'm just as surprised as he is by my willingness to do so.

Last Updated : 2021-10-26

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Seeing how we have repositioned ourselves and back to where we left off, Travis Number Two stands very close to me so that I can continue right where he also left off, holding my hair to continue kissing and sucking on the back, the sides of my neck and the curves of my shoulders.I'm getting used to this extravagance of kisses when I feel two pairs of hands on me, one pair rubbing up and down my sides while the other pair gently glide up and down my bare arms, and while both touches are relatively innocent. , the double sensation is turning me on much faster than if it had been just a pair of hands.And then the hands start to wander and the touches are less and less innocent. A pair of hands rub up and down the outside of my thighs, causing my already short skirt to sit a little higher with each stroke. Meanwhile, another pair of hands is slowly beginning to unzip the back of my dress. It's Travis Number Two, and as he slowly reveals every inch of my bareback, he pla

Last Updated : 2021-10-26

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