It is more appropriate to describe the weather on Saturday as the rainy day. The air after the rain is better than freshness and cleanness, but the sun is a bit dazzling.
Fortunately, this is the case, so all the wet clothes that were originally hung in the bathroom yesterday could be transferred to the balcony
At this time, Xiao Mingming was holding the clothespin, hanging one by one
This seemed to be the first time she had a man's clothes in years: his shirt, his trousers, his... underwear
She thought to herself in dismay, why would the novel never mention these messy after-care work?
Or, why have you never been the kind of big boss who has a housekeeper? Isn’t you not having to worry about these trivial matters?
While she was silently complaining in her heart, she hung up the newly bought underwear for him yesterday.
I don't know when my roommate will come back. According to past experience, it should be afternoon, but it is possible in the morning.
If she came back early, she really didn't know how to explain to her roommate why there were these things on the balcony.
And since the two have not yet clarified their relationship, she doesn't know how to introduce He Zeng if she is really asked.
Poor she got up early in the morning and was troubled by these things, and she was worried that others would find her secret. She looked back and saw that the guy seemed to be still sleeping.
Now there are still bed sheets left and there is no hanging up, which is quite difficult for her.
In the past, roommates helped with this kind of thing, but it seems that I have to find a way.
She tried it once, but it didn't work out and the hanger slipped down and almost hit her in the face
Really, she was a little unhappy when she thought the culprit was still sleeping.
Do you want help?
His voice came from behind
She was startled and turned her head to see that He Zeng really supported himself on the sofa
No, no need She turned around and was about to try the second time
Then I heard the footsteps behind me
He took the clothes drying rod from her hand and easily hung the hanger with the sheets on it.
Has it been dried? He asked
She didn't look back, and said a reply
He put the clothes rail that was in the way and asked her to face him: Is there any reward?
What rewards are needed?
Is there a reward? If it weren't for him...
The response to her was to squeeze between her legs, his knees
A bit rough, strongly spread her legs, making it impossible for her to get together
What are you doing? She was pushed by him and could only support the balcony railing
Before he could continue to question, he was touched underneath without waiting for his answer
There was still some swelling there, she knew
There was moistening because of his touch, and she knew it
His underwear was plucked aside, and his fingers were inserted first
Even if he wasn't completely moved, he still excited her
This rough feeling is completely different from the swear words that lasted all night yesterday, and is closer to the feeling he did at first
Yes, it's the kind of scene where she is forcibly possessed by strangers, without saying a word, all driven by the atmosphere can make her feel ashamed and completely wet.
The tender flesh is naturally clamped, and as the fingers flexibly stir, the water flow is filled with lubricating in the corridor
Her hand holding the railing unconsciously tightened, exerting force, and letting out a grievance whimper
You, can you not do this...
He didn't take off her panties, but he still maintained the state of being pushed aside. He directly inserted it with the wetness he had just brought out with his hands.
Don't know what? At the end of the sentence, he deliberately pushed it
The pussy that had been resting for a night was squeezed open again, slightly fucked, a little red and swollen, but could not resist the invasion of pleasure
She actually wanted this beast in her clothes to invade her
He held her waist and went in: Reject me, so much water flows?
Logically, she wanted to escape, but this was the most likely position to get pleasure, so the beast that she hadn't had time to say was knocked apart by him, smashed it, and turned into a shattered moan.
But he still heard it, so he said
Do you want me to be worse than beasts?
He enjoyed the softness and moistness of her body, just like a long-dry traveler in the desert looking for an oasis
He pushed deep into it, and then sent it into her elastic, raised buttocks, hugging her slender waist, which was covered with sweat beads
She seemed to be feeling better today, so he got in relatively easy
It was easy or tight, so when he went in, he didn't forget to pay attention to her. As long as she said she was uncomfortable, he would retreat like a good thing.
But she didn't, fortunately she didn't
He only saw her slightly closed her eyes, showing a look of not knowing whether it was pain or enjoyment.
She felt him stretching it out and swelling, and she held it tightly
It's water whenever you move, he looks at the liquid dripping from the two of them.
She couldn't see it, and could only tell by his nonsense, but it was really shameful to tell it from his voice.
Then she heard the call from his cell phone placed near the balcony. She was glad that the phone was coming in at this time, so she reminded him
Telephone……
Yes, he ignored it completely
Don't answer...?
He pushed him down and down, the corridor was stretched open and closed, making shameful sounds
Still have time to deal with this?
What if... she struggles, what should I do if it's work...
It's impossible that he kissed her, even if he had a job...
He retreated, changed his position, lifted her legs up, pressed them on the railing, and slowly inserted them in.
Is it uncomfortable? He rubbed her, unlike the words, and he seemed to hope that she would feel more uncomfortable
Don't do this...if...if... if... if she bit her lip and beg him with a blurred look, what if someone comes back later?
Then he changed places and he smirked, and fucked her even harder
Go to the hotel with me? He had a good time and reached out to touch the shirt hanging on the balcony. The weather was good, and the clothes were almost dry.
Um……
She leaned against him panting, her hands barely hooked his waist
Water is still flowing below, immersing in the aftermath of pleasure
Shirt... She sat in the passenger seat and just fastened her seat belt
She felt a little embarrassed when she looked at him wearing a wrinkled shirt and driving leisurely.
Just go buy a new one, and let the clerk iron it
She nodded and then found his phone ringing again
Really not answered?
Fortunately, this is the case, so all the wet clothes that were originally hung in the bathroom yesterday could be transferred to the balcony
At this time, Xiao Mingming was holding the clothespin, hanging one by one
This seemed to be the first time she had a man's clothes in years: his shirt, his trousers, his... underwear
She thought to herself in dismay, why would the novel never mention these messy after-care work?
Or, why have you never been the kind of big boss who has a housekeeper? Isn’t you not having to worry about these trivial matters?
While she was silently complaining in her heart, she hung up the newly bought underwear for him yesterday.
I don't know when my roommate will come back. According to past experience, it should be afternoon, but it is possible in the morning.
If she came back early, she really didn't know how to explain to her roommate why there were these things on the balcony.
And since the two have not yet clarified their relationship, she doesn't know how to introduce He Zeng if she is really asked.
Poor she got up early in the morning and was troubled by these things, and she was worried that others would find her secret. She looked back and saw that the guy seemed to be still sleeping.
Now there are still bed sheets left and there is no hanging up, which is quite difficult for her.
In the past, roommates helped with this kind of thing, but it seems that I have to find a way.
She tried it once, but it didn't work out and the hanger slipped down and almost hit her in the face
Really, she was a little unhappy when she thought the culprit was still sleeping.
Do you want help?
His voice came from behind
She was startled and turned her head to see that He Zeng really supported himself on the sofa
No, no need She turned around and was about to try the second time
Then I heard the footsteps behind me
He took the clothes drying rod from her hand and easily hung the hanger with the sheets on it.
Has it been dried? He asked
She didn't look back, and said a reply
He put the clothes rail that was in the way and asked her to face him: Is there any reward?
What rewards are needed?
Is there a reward? If it weren't for him...
The response to her was to squeeze between her legs, his knees
A bit rough, strongly spread her legs, making it impossible for her to get together
What are you doing? She was pushed by him and could only support the balcony railing
Before he could continue to question, he was touched underneath without waiting for his answer
There was still some swelling there, she knew
There was moistening because of his touch, and she knew it
His underwear was plucked aside, and his fingers were inserted first
Even if he wasn't completely moved, he still excited her
This rough feeling is completely different from the swear words that lasted all night yesterday, and is closer to the feeling he did at first
Yes, it's the kind of scene where she is forcibly possessed by strangers, without saying a word, all driven by the atmosphere can make her feel ashamed and completely wet.
The tender flesh is naturally clamped, and as the fingers flexibly stir, the water flow is filled with lubricating in the corridor
Her hand holding the railing unconsciously tightened, exerting force, and letting out a grievance whimper
You, can you not do this...
He didn't take off her panties, but he still maintained the state of being pushed aside. He directly inserted it with the wetness he had just brought out with his hands.
Don't know what? At the end of the sentence, he deliberately pushed it
The pussy that had been resting for a night was squeezed open again, slightly fucked, a little red and swollen, but could not resist the invasion of pleasure
She actually wanted this beast in her clothes to invade her
He held her waist and went in: Reject me, so much water flows?
Logically, she wanted to escape, but this was the most likely position to get pleasure, so the beast that she hadn't had time to say was knocked apart by him, smashed it, and turned into a shattered moan.
But he still heard it, so he said
Do you want me to be worse than beasts?
He enjoyed the softness and moistness of her body, just like a long-dry traveler in the desert looking for an oasis
He pushed deep into it, and then sent it into her elastic, raised buttocks, hugging her slender waist, which was covered with sweat beads
She seemed to be feeling better today, so he got in relatively easy
It was easy or tight, so when he went in, he didn't forget to pay attention to her. As long as she said she was uncomfortable, he would retreat like a good thing.
But she didn't, fortunately she didn't
He only saw her slightly closed her eyes, showing a look of not knowing whether it was pain or enjoyment.
She felt him stretching it out and swelling, and she held it tightly
It's water whenever you move, he looks at the liquid dripping from the two of them.
She couldn't see it, and could only tell by his nonsense, but it was really shameful to tell it from his voice.
Then she heard the call from his cell phone placed near the balcony. She was glad that the phone was coming in at this time, so she reminded him
Telephone……
Yes, he ignored it completely
Don't answer...?
He pushed him down and down, the corridor was stretched open and closed, making shameful sounds
Still have time to deal with this?
What if... she struggles, what should I do if it's work...
It's impossible that he kissed her, even if he had a job...
He retreated, changed his position, lifted her legs up, pressed them on the railing, and slowly inserted them in.
Is it uncomfortable? He rubbed her, unlike the words, and he seemed to hope that she would feel more uncomfortable
Don't do this...if...if... if... if she bit her lip and beg him with a blurred look, what if someone comes back later?
Then he changed places and he smirked, and fucked her even harder
Go to the hotel with me? He had a good time and reached out to touch the shirt hanging on the balcony. The weather was good, and the clothes were almost dry.
Um……
She leaned against him panting, her hands barely hooked his waist
Water is still flowing below, immersing in the aftermath of pleasure
Shirt... She sat in the passenger seat and just fastened her seat belt
She felt a little embarrassed when she looked at him wearing a wrinkled shirt and driving leisurely.
Just go buy a new one, and let the clerk iron it
She nodded and then found his phone ringing again
Really not answered?
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