Witnessing such a scene, I couldn't maintain my composure.
Any normal man, faced with such a stunning and sensual figure, would struggle to stay calm.
In the end, I was forced to shut my eyes, though a part of was reluctant.
With my eyes closed, my erection began to soften slowly.
However, the image of Luna's enticing body continued to echo in my mind, preventing from fully relaxing, leaving in a state of semi-arousal.
After what felt like an eternity, I sensed the mattress shifting, not just beneath but at my sides as well.
Curiosity got the better of , and I had to open my eyes for a mont.
As I had suspected, Luna was straddling , completely naked, her flawless skin glowing in the dim light, her vagina positioned right above my penis.
At that mont, I couldn't keep my cool.
I blinked furiously, trying to communicate my inner turmoil.
I didn't want to make another mistake.
Luna, seeing my state, smiled gently, without a trace of mockery or negativity, as if she had made a resolute decision.
She reached out and touched my penis, her fingers cool to the touch, her own nervousness palpable.
Seeing Luna like this made wonder about that night—how had things escalated between us?
Had she initiated it?
Was it similar to this mont?
After all, I had been stunned that night, unable to initiate anything myself.
If it was Luna who had initiated our first encounter, why did her actions now seem so tentative and nervous?
Before I could ponder further, I felt the tip of my penis touch sothing warm and moist.
I looked down and saw Luna holding my penis, positioning the tip at the entrance of her vagina.
Her fingers were cool, but her vaginal entrance was hot.
There was no passion in her movents, just a slight moisture—perhaps her focus wasn't on the sexual act itself.
What was she seeking through this, if not to satisfy desire?
As I contemplated, Luna knelt at my sides, her hips slowly descending, her vagina beginning to press against the tip of my penis.
Luna's hips moved downward slowly, and my penis began to bend—it wasn't fully erect, making penetration impossible.
I could feel the tightness at the entrance of Luna's vagina, a sign that penetration wouldn't be feasible.
Relieved, yet slightly regretful, I closed my eyes again.
Luna's breasts were directly in my line of sight, and I feared that any further visual stimulation might lead to a full erection, which could lead to...
At that mont, I felt as if I were being coerced into sex, desperately controlling my erection to prevent successful intercourse, resisting to the very end.
With my eyes shut, I couldn't see anything, but I could feel Luna hadn't given up.
After my penis bent, she lifted her hips briefly, detaching from my tip, then tried to align my penis again, attempting insertion multiple tis without success.
Part of the failure was due to my ntal resistance and control, and part was due to my general poor health, especially my sexual function.
I had a history of infertility, which had left a psychological scar, impairing my sexual performance.
The stress from the situation between Betty and Michael often made it difficult for to engage in sexual activity.
For the first ti, I felt fortunate for my physical inadequacy.
After many attempts, Luna seed to give up.
Her cold fingers left my penis, and I breathed a sigh of relief internally.
It wasn't long before I felt sothing warm and slippery enveloping my penis.
Startled, I quickly opened my eyes, thinking I had sohow succeeded without realizing it, but when I looked, it wasn't what I had expected at all.
Instead, Luna had taken my penis into her mouth, gently moving up and down with a tender rhythm.
As I opened my eyes, our gazes t for a mont before she quickly looked away, her cheeks flushed with embarrassnt, her movents inexperienced.
Despite her lack of skill, the pleasure I felt was undiminished.
Luna's beautiful, pale body bent over, her large breasts hanging down, occasionally brushing against my thigh.
The thought of this usually cold, aloof beauty pleasuring only intensified my excitent.
Luna worked hard, and all I could do was stare at the clock on the wall, trying to distract myself.
But it was futile; within about 35 seconds, my penis began to rise in her mouth.
I tried to will it to relax, but it seed to have a mind of its own.
Finally, fully erect, Luna sensed the change.
She released my penis from her mouth, looked at with a shy glance, and grasped it with her hand.
She quickly stroked it a few tis, then climbed over , positioning herself above .
I was desperate for my erection to subside, but there wasn't ti.
With a soft "plop," the tip of my penis touched the entrance of Luna's vagina.
Seizing the mont, she quickly lowered herself, and my tip parted her labia and entered just a little—barely an inch.
Luna released my penis, her hips sinking slowly.
I was powerless, forced to watch as she took in deeper.
It felt like I was being overpowered, my autonomy slipping away.
My penis isn't large, especially compared to others like Michael, but Luna's vagina was so tight.
Even though only the tip was inside, I could feel the intense heat and tightness.
As Luna continued to lower herself, her jaw clenched, cheeks puffed—she seed both scared and tense.
It was hard to believe that the usually strong Luna could show such vulnerability.
The process was slow.
I wanted to close my eyes, to avoid witnessing the scene, but my eyelids wouldn't cooperate.
Now, with Luna's tightness enveloping , my penis was as erect as it could be, eagerly awaiting the pleasure to co.
When my tip was fully inside, Luna stopped moving.
She hovered there, took a deep breath, and then t my gaze without shyness—only deep affection and longing, as if making a final decision.
I couldn't bear to et her eyes.
I looked away as my tip felt like it hit sothing inside her—a barrier, perhaps.
Before I could think further, I heard a soft pop, and Luna's hips pressed tightly against mine.
In that mont, I felt as if I had pierced through sothing significant.
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