Chatting up a Japanese girl on the plane (Transformation series adult novel)

This happened before the Spring Festival this year. I went to Hong Kong with the company's producer boss to discuss some things. Things went very smoothly. The producer returned to Beijing first, and I couldn't fly back until the 27th of the lunar year.

I was anxious for the New Year and was short on money, so I didn't stay in Hong Kong for another day to buy anything. I took a flight back that evening.

I remember that I took a flight at 7:30 pm on February 3rd. Because I dropped something off and had to go back to the hotel, I arrived at the airport quite late. When I got on the plane, there was already someone sitting next to me.

The person sitting there was a girl, about 25 or 26 years old, with long hair and above average looks. She was of a rather cold type, with very light makeup that made her skin look very fair. She was wearing a rather simple dark green coat and was holding a fashionable bag in her hand, waiting quietly for the plane to take off.

At that time, I didn't realize that the person sitting next to me was Japanese. I thought she was just a girl who didn't like to talk. I nodded slightly to her to express my apology and took my seat as usual.

The plane takes off.

Remained speechless. I just go to sleep.

I don’t know how late I was in sleep, but I heard the girl next to me laugh.

I was curious, so I opened my eyes.

Found the girl reading a book.

I took a quick glance to see what kind of book was so funny, and was surprised to find that the girl's book was in Japanese!

I looked at the girl again and suddenly found that she was very fair and had an indescribable Japanese temperament. I concluded at that moment that the girl was Japanese.

Realizing this, I became more energetic and all the fatigue from work was swept away. I thought that my baby has been with countless people in the past few years, but she has never fucked a Japanese pussy. At that moment, I felt an impulse to seduce this girl.

The girl was reading a comic and noticed that I was awake, so she looked at me and nodded apologetically, meaning that she was sorry for waking me up with laughter.

I smiled back at her, pointed at her book and said, "Japan?" My mind was a little blank at the time, and I said Japan as the English word for Japanese, and didn't pay attention.

The girl nodded at me with a friendly expression.

I then asked her in simple English if she was traveling to China.

She said yes. I took the opportunity to ask her where she had been.

She said she went to Taipei first, then Hong Kong, and now she is going to Beijing, and then Shanghai.

When she talked to me, I found that she was not as cold as she looked. She was even very friendly. There was no ethnic conflict between China and Japan at all. Of course, I was also friendly to her because I wanted to fuck her.

To be honest, my English is very average, and the girl's English is even more average, and it is very Japanese, with a particularly large lisp. We just chatted about some simple things.

From the conversation, I learned that the girl was from Tokyo. She wrote her name for me, but it was all in Japanese which I couldn’t understand. There wasn’t a single Chinese character. I only knew her English name was JURI, and I kept calling her JURI afterwards. She calls me Danan.

During the chat, I learned that this person named JURI is a graduate student majoring in literature. He just graduated not long ago and has not found a job yet. He is traveling around the world alone, claiming that he wants to enrich his life experience.

When I heard her, I said admiringly, "Zi Youyi." (It means awesome, one of the few Japanese words I have accumulated).

But I was thinking, this trip to China will allow you to gain some life experience!

When Juri heard that I could speak Japanese, she gave me a thumbs up and said in Chinese: "Great."

I think it's funny when Japanese people speak Chinese, and I guess she also thinks it's funny when I speak Japanese, so we laughed together.

During the flight, JURI and I talked a lot about Beijing, and I told her about the fun places in Beijing. She brought a dictionary with pronunciations in Chinese, Japanese and English for travel. If she didn't understand something, she would look it up in the book and then be very considerate to point out to me if it was the one.

When she pointed the book to me, she was very close to me. She didn't wear any perfume, but for some reason, I felt that I could smell a pleasant scent. It might be because Japanese women have a particularly "soft" temperament in their every move. They are very respectful to men, even men they don't know.

JURI is not a very coquettish girl. Whether from her dress or temperament, she is very intellectual and has a good sense of propriety.

This kind of intellectuality is like a wall, always blocking me. No matter how I talk, I feel that I can't get closer to her. There is absolutely no possibility of getting started.

Later, when we were about to get off the plane, I was still talking to her about the Temple of Heaven and the characteristics of the Echo Wall. Juri looked up the dictionary for a long time but still couldn't understand what I meant. I couldn't express myself well in English either. Then I suddenly had an idea and said, "How about I be your free tour guide?"

After hearing this, JURI said NONONO several times and said sorry to bother me.

I said enthusiastically: It's no trouble, I have a day off tomorrow and can accompany her for a walk, I haven't been to Beijing for a long time.

JURI still wanted to refuse.

I did something against my will. I clasped my left and right hands together to represent China and Japan, and said excitedly: China, Japan, fried! fromheart! onefast!

Seeing that I was very excited, JURI was probably scared, thinking that if she rejected me again it would destroy the friendship between the Chinese and Japanese people, so she quickly nodded and thanked me, saying thank you. That action is very typical of Japanese women, and I felt itchy when I saw it.

Later, I gave her my cell phone number and made an appointment with her to meet at 8:30 the next morning under the Monument to the People's Heroes in Tiananmen Square.

The reason for meeting here is that she booked the Wangfujing Hotel, which is close. And I also want her to feel the spirit of our former heroes and shock the Japanese people's awesomeness.

The plane arrived at around 11pm. I originally wanted to ask JURI out for a drink, but when I saw that she wasn't in a very good mood and I was a little tired too, I took a taxi to send her back to the hotel. Then I went back to Dongsi. After a good night's rest, I sharpened my weapons and prepared to fight the Japanese the next day.

The next day was New Year’s Eve, a Monday, and I arrived early at 8:20.

When I arrived, there were very few people under the monument, and the wind seemed to be very strong. In order to look cool that day, I wore something relatively thin, just a wool sweater with a fashionable jacket, casual pants and hiking shoes, pretending to be a traveler. Wearing this way was really bad for me. When the wind blew, I was blown through. Fortunately, I was strong, so I didn't freeze to the point of having a runny nose.

I just kept waiting and waiting. At 8:30, Juri didn't show up. At 8:40, Juri still didn't show up...

My heart started beating fast, I thought, this Japanese girl won't stand me up, right?

I looked at the martyrs on the mural on the monument and felt very depressed. I thought to myself, we martyrs fought on the battlefield against the Japanese invaders back then. Could it be that today this little girl named JURI is also going to fight against the Japanese invaders against me?

Just when I was hesitating whether to leave, JURI appeared.

A white dress. Special vegetarian.

When she came closer, I found that although she was wearing plain clothes, JURI had put on makeup very carefully today, and she looked much more energetic than yesterday. From her smile to her eyebrows, she exuded a youthful aura. (Oh, I forgot to mention that this woman looks a lot like a Japanese singer named Mika Nakashima. I will post a photo of Mika Nakashima below for everyone to appreciate.)

As soon as JURI came in front of me, she half bowed to apologize to me. I thought to myself that it was glad that she came, and of course I didn't mind. He even sweetly praised her for being kawaii. She praised me for being nice.

We walked towards the Forbidden City chatting and laughing, and when it came to buying tickets, I asked JURI to wait for me.

At this time, JURI took money out of her bag and gave it to me. She also asked me how much the two tickets were in RMB and she wanted to buy them for me.

I quickly said: NONONONO, we Chinese are very generous, there is no such thing as letting women pay for meals.

JURI insisted on buying it and said she would pay me for the tour guide fee.

I pretended to be very angry at the time and said: JURI, I gave you a tour guide entirely for the sake of Sino-Japanese friendship and to express our Chinese people's enthusiasm. If you want to pay, that would be an insult to our Chinese people's enthusiasm!

I guess JURI didn't understand my broken English, but she understood some serious words in it. She looked at me in embarrassment, with a somewhat innocent look in her eyes. Very kawaii.

I patted her shoulder and used an English proverb: Friendship is priceless!

JURI understood what I said and was so moved that she almost cried. She half bowed to me and thanked me.

I turned around and went to buy the ticket.

Visiting the Forbidden City is really boring for me, who has been there more than a dozen times. It was a Monday, but the various tour groups were still packed. It's crowded everywhere. It's really disappointing.

I rented a Japanese tour guide for JURI. During the tour, I didn't know how to explain history in English, so I could only take her around. When she was thirsty, I asked her if she wanted to drink water, and when she was hungry, I asked her if she wanted to eat. For the purpose of being ruthless, I can only be as considerate as possible.

During the tour, we met a Japanese tour group. The tour guide was explaining in Japanese to a group of Japanese old men and women. JURI was quite interested, so I accompanied her to listen. The process was so boring that I almost banged my head against the wall of Kunning Palace.

What’s a bit interesting is that when JURI and I took photos together, I put my arms around her waist and she was very cooperative and leaned in my arms. There was even a photo where I hugged her with both hands from behind, and she took the photo with me very naturally. (Unfortunately, the photos stored in my camera were discovered by my girlfriend during the Chinese New Year, and the memory card died immediately. Otherwise, I would be able to transfer the photos now.)

We swam until almost noon before leaving. After leaving the Forbidden City, JURI was already touched by my thoughtfulness and grace. She smiled more often and our relationship became much closer. She excitedly said that she wanted to eat the most famous roast duck, and emphasized that she would treat me. I readily agreed and took her to Quanjude.

During the meal, we celebrated our morning journey. JURI said she was very "scary" by the Forbidden City and that the walls were so high. I said that your Japanese city walls are too short, and JURI smiled and said yes, and also said that the Japanese are shorter than the Chinese.

I started arguing with her about everything from the heights of the Chinese and Japanese people to the breadth of their minds, and finally I brought up the fact that Japanese girls are all very beautiful.

JURI is a little shy and says she is not pretty.

If you are not beautiful, then I don’t know what beauty is.

JURI felt very happy with these words and she blushed.

Later, I took the opportunity to order a bottle of Erguotou and told JURI that this was the most GOOD liquor in China and he must drink it.

JURI loves traveling and trying new things, so of course she wouldn't miss this opportunity.

I poured her half a cup and told her that she must drink it all in one gulp, FULL EMPTY, to be GOOD.

JURI was very obedient. She raised her glass submissively, gestured to me, and then drank it in one gulp.

After she finished feeling hot, she closed her eyes tightly and tried to endure the spiciness. She looked extremely cute.

I laughed and asked her if it tasted good.

I'll pour her another one.

JURI quickly covered herself with the quilt and said something in Japanese. I couldn’t understand what she said, but I guess she couldn’t stand it anymore.

I thought you couldn't take it anymore, you drank three or two ounces in one gulp, I would have fainted too.

I considerately picked some food for JURI to help her sober up.

JURI ate with gratitude and said a lot of Japanese, which I couldn't understand. I guess she has been so smoked that she can't speak English anymore.

Later in the meal, I persuaded her to drink half a cup of wine. When we left the table, JURI's face had turned red.

After leaving Quanjude, I asked JURI where she wanted to go next. JURI said she was a little tired and wanted to find a quiet place to rest.

I pretended to be considerate and asked if I should send her home.

JURI shook her head vigorously and said she didn't want to waste time in the hotel.

I used my brain and took JURI to Beihai. We sat by the Winter Lake and looked at the White Pagoda. The atmosphere was quite good, but the wind was a little strong.

JURI felt very uncomfortable after drinking half a catty of Erguotou and couldn't speak.

I didn't bother her purposefully, so I just sat with her quietly.

After sitting for about half an hour, JURI suddenly said, I'm very nice, it's great to meet me.

I think you got it wrong. I'm glad I met you. You are not only beautiful, but also talented. You give me the opportunity to realize my dream of contributing to the cause of China-Japan friendship since I was a child.

The English I spoke was very unclear and it took JURI a long time to understand me. But actually, none of this matters. What matters is that JURI has already regarded me as a very good person.

At four o'clock, JURI and I left Beihai. She was still a little dizzy at that time. I saw that her face and neck were still red, so I asked her if she wanted to go back to the hotel to rest.

JURI had been blown by the wind for a whole day and probably wanted to feel comfortable, so she agreed.

I took her back to the hotel.

We got out of the taxi at the hotel entrance.

JURI thanked me, and even though she was a little drunk and tired, she still thanked me sincerely with a half bow.

I touched her head and my own, pretending to be considerate, as if her head was hot and asked if she had a fever. I asked her if she needed me to buy some medicine.

JURI kept shaking her head and saying no, she was just a little tired and didn't want to bother me at all.

I think your words will hurt the relationship between China and Japan again. Only those who lend a helping hand when you are in trouble are true friends. I will buy the medicine for you.

JURI pulled me aside and said that it was really not necessary, as she had brought some medicine.

Seeing that she was very anxious, I tried another trick and said that I didn't believe it.

She meant it.

I said, how about this, I will go over and watch you take the medicine with my own eyes, and then I will help you apply an ice towel, so that I can be completely assured that China-Japan friendship will not be ruined in my hands.

JURI had no choice but to invite me to her room because of my enthusiasm.

She lived on the sixth floor, and we took the elevator. There was no one in the elevator, so I said to her in a somewhat lazy way, "Actually, I came up here more to chat with you. Seeing you taking medicine is secondary. You don't have a fever, you're just a little dizzy. I'll just put a towel on you later."

JURI might have been moved by my sincerity and enthusiasm. She smiled at me sweetly and nodded a few times, saying: Yeah.

JURI booked a double room with pink lighting, which was very beautiful.

After entering the house, JURI, like the hostess, did not take off her own clothes but helped me take off my coat and hang it up. Then she took off her coat and poured me some water.

I was sitting on the sofa, a little flattered by the Japanese woman's thoughtfulness, so I stood up, took her hand and forced her to sit on the bed, saying, "You are a patient, and I should take care of you."

JURI was so moved by my behavior that she nodded vigorously and said "hmm" to me.

I went to the bathroom to put a towel on JURI, and when I came back I found that JURI had already crawled into the quilt. Of course she was still wearing a sweater.

I was a little stunned. I didn't expect Japanese women to be so obedient. When I told her she was a patient, she actually lay down in the quilt, as if I had become a doctor.

I put a towel on JURI's delicate forehead, deliberately touched her cute nose, and said that she would feel better after a rest.

JURI looked into my eyes and said a lot of Japanese to me, which sounded very nice, although I didn't understand what she meant.

JURI's eyes were a little blurry, and her gaze was a little drunken and a little soft. I had the urge to kiss her at that time.

However, after getting to know JURI in one day, I knew that she was a woman without any promiscuous sentiments, otherwise she would definitely feel something when I hugged her waist while taking pictures. When I hugged her, she only felt the intimacy of a friend, nothing else.

I resisted the urge to kiss JURI and sat back on the sofa.

By this time, it was getting dark, and through the hotel window, we could already see some of Beijing's dim lights.

JURI took the initiative to chat with me. We talked about some differences between China and Japan.

I just followed her lead and purposefully talked about the differences between Chinese girls and Japanese girls.

I first said that the overall level of Chinese girls is not as high as that of Japanese girls, mainly because Japan's economy is more developed than China's and Japanese girls are better at dressing up than Chinese girls. Then I also said meaningfully that Japanese girls are also more open than Chinese girls.

Juri agreed with me.

I took the opportunity to say that Chinese boys actually love to watch adult films of Japanese girls. As a devout liberal, I envy the openness of Japan in terms of sex. It would be great if China also opened up its adult market. It would not be so repressive, and the situation in which sex workers are living in fear while their number is increasing rapidly could be alleviated.

JURI might not understand all I said, she could only understand some adult movies and the like. She was too embarrassed to say more, so she just said something like Maybe.

I had come to this point, and if there was no breakthrough I knew I would be disappointed, so I kept on talking about this topic and asked JURI whether it was true that all pretty girls in Japan would be asked if they wanted to be stars when they went out on the street.

At this time, JURI smiled and said it was very likely.

I saw that she smiled shyly, so I guessed that she had been asked this question before.

Juri nodded cutely.

I pretended to be very admiring and took the opportunity to sit on the bed, looked down at her and asked, "Why don't you become a star?" It's a pity that a beauty like you doesn't become a star.

JURI shook her head indifferently and said that the person who asked her wanted her to shoot that kind of ADULT stuff, and she would not shoot that kind of film.

I said you are such a nice girl.

JURI also said sincerely, you are nice.

Her eyes were very blurry, especially under the pink light. At this time, I was a little drunk and couldn't stand it anymore, so I stared at her and said: I'm not GOOD, I was GOOD a second ago, but now I'm BAD.

I bent down slightly and brought my eyes closer to JURI's.

JURI might have understood what I meant. She looked a little scared and a little resistant, but more shaken.

She didn't move.

Seeing that JURI didn't resist me, I whispered in her ear: I have been conquered by your beauty. I like you so much, JURI.

Juri may have never been confessed to by a stranger like this before. Her breathing obviously quickened and she said while panting: Gu... Guminnasai (I'm sorry)... Danan... I have a baby.

I still stood very close to her and said: I know you have a boyfriend. You told me on the plane, but I really like you. If I can't kiss you now, I think I will die in a minute. PLEASE, can you please let me kiss you? Just a kiss, nothing more.

JURI must have been moved by my performance that day. After struggling between betrayal and gratitude for a moment, she closed her eyes with an aggrieved expression.

If I don't kiss you now, when will I?

I took the towel off JURI's head and kissed her gently.

JURI's lips are full and tender. When I kiss them, it feels like I'm kissing a peach. It feels wonderful.

After feeling my lips, Juri closed her mouth, showing with her actions that she didn't want anything more.

Of course I wouldn't give up after I kissed her, so I sucked her lips and put my hands on her soft shoulders.

JURI wanted to resist but didn't dare to move. She could only make "hmm" sounds with her nose, indicating that she didn't want me to go any further.

JURI's "hmm" sound was as soft as a kitten, which greatly aroused my sinful thoughts. I stuck out my tongue to lick JURI's lips, hoping she would open her mouth.

JURI just kept her mouth shut, insisting on her final loyalty to her boyfriend.

Japanese women may really be a little stupid. If I didn't let go of her mouth, she would let me lick her like that. I licked her for a long time but seeing that JURI didn't open her mouth, I got anxious and got into her bed, hugged her sideways in my arms and continued to pry her lips with my wet tongue.

JURI seemed to be frozen, her hands and feet didn't move, she just let me hold her and kiss her. I think her heart is beating at a frequency that changes with the light.

I was actually very guilty at the time. I had never seen a woman so unromantic and yet she didn't resist. I was afraid that JUR would suddenly push me away and call the police or something, so I was a little hesitant.

But at this time, the alcohol was taking effect again, and he really didn't want to let go of JURI's body.

I was wearing a thin woolen sweater and JURI was wearing a thin sweater. Her breasts were not small and they were pressed against my chest and I could clearly feel a soft impact. Moreover, JURI has the tenderness and gentleness of a Japanese woman in her bones. Having such a woman in my arms makes the treasure down there swell so much that I have to do something.

I grabbed JURI's butt from behind. JURI had already taken off her outer pants and was only wearing a very thin pair of underwear on her legs. I clearly pressed on JURI's soft buttocks.

This time JURI was really scared. She opened her eyes and tried to push me away, making the sounds "Yamei Daddy, Danan, Yamei Daddy" that I had heard countless times in Japanese porn movies.

At this time, Ya Mei’s mother is no longer suitable, let alone Ya Mei’s father. You are such a big-headed ghost!

I pushed JURI down on the bed, using a very gentle technique, trying not to make her feel violated, but to take our intimacy to a new level. While I was saying ＩＬＩＫＥＹＯＵ, ＩＬＯＶＥＹＯＵ, I licked her tongue and sealed her mouth with my own while she opened her mouth to call me "Daddy Yami".

Although JURI still wanted to shake her head, when I really kissed her, her soft body slowly began to obey, and she started to have sex with me with her tongue which was so soft that I could not imagine it.

Kissing has a great charm. JURI was delighted by my kiss, and I was also bolded by her kiss. I directly put my hand into JURI's pants to touch her private parts.

I could feel that the panties JURI were wearing were very thin, like a layer of gauze. Through the gauze of her panties, I could clearly touch her labia and clitoris. I used my index and middle fingers to stimulate her clitoris through her panties.

JURI wanted to resist being touched, and she made the sound of "Yami Daddy" in her throat again, but her mouth couldn't leave mine. She even wanted to hold my back with her hands, and her two thin legs began to struggle as my fingers touched them.

Soon, JURI's lower body became wet, making her gauze panties greasy. My fingers slid along her slit through her panties without any resistance.

At this time, JURI was completely aroused by the alcohol and my caress. She kissed me attentively and considerately, and even unhooked her bra with her hands behind her back in a very awkward position.

I felt JURI's tight breasts relax, and my attention shifted from her mouth and vagina to her breasts. I pulled her sweater down to her neck, turned up her white gauze bra, and kissed her breasts.

JURI's breasts are soft, large in size but not firm enough. When you squeeze them, your hands sink into them. This touch particularly stimulates people's animal nature. I bite her nipples that are as red as blood and squeeze her breasts desperately, not afraid of squeezing her full.

At this time, JURI was still calling out "Yami daddy", which was meaningless.

I was furious when I heard the shouting, and the alcohol started to take effect. A storm hit my head and I took off all my clothes as quickly as possible, leaving only my underwear.

There were tears in JURI's eyes and she didn't want to take off her clothes, but under my overwhelming gaze, she slowly took off her underwear and pants. I saw that she took her clothes off very slowly, so I wasn't in a hurry. Since it had already come to this, and she had finished running, I gently caressed her and told her that I loved her.

JURI had nothing to say to me. Maybe she had melted into the meltdown by my thoughtfulness during the day, or maybe she was tempted by my boldness and gave up her principles. In short, she was completely obedient to me, although there was still some resistance in her eyes.

I helped JURI take off her sweater, underwear and bra. She was completely naked on top, with only a pair of wet gauze panties sticking to her black forest. Her fair skin made me feel dizzy.

I have slept with many women, but to be honest, I have never slept with anyone as white as JURI. Her white is not the white of snow, but the kind of white with a hint of pink inside, so tender that it seems like water is about to ooze out of it. It is true that the land and water nurture the people.

Faced with such a body, I couldn't help but kiss her. I kissed her whole body, from her neck to her calves. Every inch of her skin was so smooth that it surprised me.

Juri was so kissed by me that she completely gave up her bottom line. Her eyes were full of charm. When I licked her pussy through her panties, she called out softly "Chun Xiang". She also said some words in Japanese whose meaning I couldn't understand but her tone was very seductive and gentle.

I saw that JURI was already wet down there, so I pulled off her panties and completely exposed her private parts.

JURI's lower body is so tender, her inner and outer labia are pink, and against the backdrop of her vaginal fluid, they look as tender and moist as spring flowers that have just been covered with morning dew, waiting to bloom to their fullest.

I looked up at JURI at this time. Her face was already red as hell and she deliberately covered her slit with her hand to prevent me from looking. He also speaks some pleasant Japanese.

I said in Chinese in a very romantic way: I want to fuck you, will you let me?

JURI didn’t understand what I said and just looked at me seductively. That look was waiting for my visit and also inviting me to wreak havoc.

What else can I say to a woman like this? I took off my underwear and saw that my fire stick had grown to almost 20 centimeters long and was so thick that it looked like four fingers put together.

JURI had already anticipated my size through my bulging panties, but when she saw the real thing, she was still a little scared, but of course she was more excited.

I gently pulled JURI's waist, pulled JURI under me, and let her suck me.

JURI was also very obedient. She held my huge cock with both hands and started sucking it.

My lower body was wrapped in something wet and soft, and my sensitive parts swelled several times.

After being given oral sex for nearly five minutes, I felt that my swelling had reached its maximum, so I used the fastest speed to scare JURI down on the bed. Before JURI could react, I had already lifted her butt.

A pink flower was facing the gunpoint, and I could no longer suppress the anger in my heart.

Long live the Chinese people!

Japanese women deserve to be fucked!

Shouting illusory slogans in my heart, I rushed into the Japanese nest with a heavy machine gun.

ah! ! ! !

JURI has definitely never been penetrated by a penis as big as mine, and I penetrate it all the way to the bottom. She screamed wildly and grabbed the bed sheet, trying to twist her waist to escape this invasion.

Brothers have loaded their guns with bullets. How could we possibly let the Japanese escape now?

I tore off the disguised gentleness and fought back against the Japanese weakness in the cruelest way.

Just like a pile driver, I fucked JURI crazily from behind, without any pattern of nine shallow and one deep, just real hard fucking.

JURI felt both pleasure and pain as I fucked her. She wanted to scream but was afraid that her loudness would be heard by the people next door. So she endured my abuse and let out long moans from the bottom of her throat.

Her waist was not thin enough to support my crazy violence, so I laid JURI completely on the bed, lay on her soft back, spread her buttocks with one hand, and penetrated her tender heart with my thick cock in a diagonal manner, one after another.

My hands were not idle either. I squeezed her breasts hard with one hand and supported her cheek with the other hand, making her turn her head towards me so that I could kiss her wet and soft tongue.

JURI twisted her body awkwardly, with her back facing me while she was being fucked, and she used her mouth to cater to my saliva. It felt so good.

I felt good, and she felt even better, and with the swaying of the soft bed, we both almost reached the maximum value that sex could reach.

JURI was obviously having climaxes again and again. Her lower body made a lot of "Puji" sounds and the painful moans from the bottom of her throat were so melodious that they reached the sky. She was almost expressing her deep adoration for me by crying.

It feels great to fuck Japanese women. You will know it when you fuck them. It seems that they have a gene that wants to be ravaged to death. The trembling voice, the shaking hips, and even the eyes that contain infinite lust all want to seduce you to fuck them to death.

I turned JURI over, spread her legs in a straight line, and inserted my penis into her pink pussy from the front, letting her watch me fucking her. The pleasure was even better.

There was desire and irresistible begging in JURI's eyes, and she spoke seductive Japanese. I don't remember what she said, but I could tell from the situation at the time that she didn't want me to fuck her so hard, her body really couldn't take it.

When the desire reached its peak, any pleas for mercy only added to the intensity of my abuse. The more JURI moaned and begged, the harder I fucked her. Each stroke went deep enough to hit her cervix. JURI was covered in sweat. At first, she squeezed her legs together to resist my thrusts, but in the end, she could only straighten her posture as best as possible and enjoy my rape.

I had a great time fucking JURI that day and I fucked her for at least an hour before I came. I felt that JURI had orgasmed no less than 50 times. After we finished we lay on the bed. The sheets beneath us were all wet with sweat and tears, but mostly with JURI's vaginal fluid.

Afterwards we rested for a long time before taking a bath. When we were caressing each other in the bathtub, we were as sweet as a couple. JURI was subdued by my fucking and was completely convinced of China.

That day I fucked JURI all night long in the bathtub, on the washbasin, on the carpet, and even by the window. We didn't go to bed until four in the morning and got up at noon the next day.

After I got up, I still fucked her. I really didn't want to miss the opportunity to fuck a Japanese. After we finished, we washed up and I took her to Wangfujing to eat some not-so-delicious snacks. Of course, I didn't let her go after we got back to the hotel. She felt like she was in a prison she wanted to be in. Our plan to travel to Beijing completely turned into an experience of being fucked by a Chinese man.

That night I fucked JURI all night again. After that, JURI had to go to Shanghai, and I also had to go home for the New Year, so we separated.

When I sent her to the airport, I even rubbed her butt in the taxi. At that time, she had completely treated me as her husband. Not only did she not resist, she was also very gentle to me.

Later, when we said goodbye at the airport, I gave her a gentle kiss on the head. I said against my will that I loved her.

Juri wanted to cry when she heard that.

We parted reluctantly at the airport security checkpoint.

Later, after JURI returned to Japan, she sent me a mail saying that her experience in Beijing was unforgettable, especially the last kiss at the airport. She said she would remember this experience forever, but there would never be a second time.

I replied to her: Not necessarily, when you come to China again your experience will be richer.

I was looking forward to JURI's return to China, but after that letter, she never replied to my mail again.

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