The huge bedroom is warm and cute, with a girl's clothes hanging on the clothes hanger, and a red rose flower is placed on the bedside table. Maybe it's been a long time, and the petals are a little rolling, but it doesn't affect the fragrance of the flower, adding color to the room, and the faint fragrance floats.
Luan Yan is a high school student. Because she likes painting, her family hired a professional painting teacher for her and taught her for several days. Her painting skills have not made much progress, but in other aspects, it has improved a lot.
The teacher's surname is Lu. He comes to class on time every day. Most of the time it's at night. Yan Yan made a special trip to change her school uniform. This was given to her by the teacher. The style of sailor uniforms, but it is a bit different from the general school uniforms.
Yanyan sat together, stood at the desk obediently, and waited for the teacher to arrive
Late at night, three knocks sounded on the door panel. This was her and her teacher's secret phone number.
Please...please come in
The man pushed open the door and came in. A few cute little dolls were piled up in the girl's room. As soon as he entered the door, he smelled a scent with his nose. It was the flowers at the bedside and the girl's body fragrance. It was coming to his face, making people want to hold the fragrance all over his arms.
Teacher Lu was wearing a black shirt, with wide shoulders and long legs. His body proportions looked very beautiful, strong but not exaggerated. He also had a bit of elegance and nobility in his ruffianism. When Yan Yan first met this teacher, she thought he was teaching sports. Later, she found that he had excellent painting skills and was not good at appearance.
Hello teacher
Yanyan is definitely the most polite and favorite among the students he has taught. He locked the door, loosened the cuff links on his cuffs, and walked step by step towards his good student.
Every time he took the leather shoes, he would make a slap sound on the floor, and Yanyan's heart would be beating faster, consistent with his pace. In his deep eyes, her body had a little reaction, and her palms were sweating. She grabbed the brush in her hand, not knowing what to say to this teacher.
It’s not that she was afraid, she didn’t feel panic or fear. But when facing him, she was subconsciously at a loss and her heart was beating like thunder. She had a crush on her teacher. From the first sight of her, this kind of throbbing called love first accompanied her.
The teacher is very kind to her, which she unexpectedly kind to her, but she has also heard that the teacher is not the only student, but he teaches others. She is not sure if she is the most special student, and the teacher-student relationship between them does not allow her to transcend. But yesterday, he gave her a piece of clothing, which is the school uniform she wore today, which seemed to make everything different again.
Yan Yan was very well-behaved today, put on all the school uniforms given to you by the teacher. She was such a good baby. The man chuckled, walked to her and sat down, sharing the same desk with her
The girl's clothes were a blue sailor's suit. The top was a little smaller, which made her figure curve reveal, and most of her waist was exposed outside. She held it thinly and her skin was greasy and translucent, like a beautiful jade.
The little girl is not old, but she is better developed than a mature woman. She is tall and plump. Her top is small at most. The skirt on her lower body is short enough to be as pussy as she is, and most of her butt is exposed. Her white and round buttocks look particularly huge and perky from behind. There is a white underwear stranded in her crotch, and there is a red bow on it. The two breasts on her chest are also hung with a bow. The big and round breasts are blocked.
It seems that the clothes are a little smaller, is it cold? Well?
As her teacher, of course he had to care more about her. If his evil hands were not touching the girl's soft waist casually, these words might be more of a role model.
Yan Yan likes this dress very much and shook her head and said: It's not small, the weather is too hot... Well... It's just right to wear it like this.
The man's fingertips wandered on her naked skin, and the places he stroked caused trembling. The girl had goose bumps on her arms. His hands seemed to have magic that could bring her a numb pleasure. She snuggled towards the teacher's chest, and heard his heartbeat, and beating deafeningly like her.
Teacher Lu's hand reached her snow-white buttocks, pinched her two hands on it, and tested her feel. It was indeed better than he thought. He smiled: Yanyan is so greedy for coldness? Even her horny buttocks are so greedy for coldness. Is it very cool after she exposed so much?
His caress made Yanyan unconsciously clamp her legs, and her beautiful legs crossed and rubbed her, giving her little butt a little into his hand, and she breathed gently: Well... Teacher, you touch Yanyan, it's so cool... so comfortable... Ah...
Teacher Lu slapped her little butt lightly and slapped her buttocks. Although she was not satisfied with it, she still took her hand back and said: The teacher is here to teach you how to draw, not for you to enjoy it. Today, you have to draw well. The teacher will reward you if you paint well. Did the little slut hear it?
The teacher called him a little slut... um... so shameful! Yanyan blushed and replied shyly: I heard that Yanyan can draw... um...
Lu Sheng put the flower on her bedside on her desk, with paper, pen and pigments for painting, and a drawing board, and a piece of drawing paper was put together. He said: Let's draw this rose today.
The slender little hand picked up the brush, and the tip of the pen depicted the prototype of the rose on the drawing paper. She seemed to be very difficult to even make a draft. She revised it for a long time before she could draw the branches of the rose. The man's big hand gently stroked her legs and tried to touch the center of her legs, but she had no intention of helping her. She painted on the drawing paper, and he painted on her body, and used his fingertips to draw the lines of her delicate body. She was the most perfect painting.
The tender flesh was caressed by his rough palms, like an electric current passing by. The itchy pleasure made the girl's panties look damp. Love juice flowed from her body through her narrow corridor and flowed out of the flower mouth, moistening the small piece of clothing, which was particularly obvious in the pure white color.
Old, teacher... um... you made Yanyan so itchy... Can you stop? Yanyan can't draw...
Teacher Lu raised his face seriously, and his pure black shirt made him look cold and firm, and said seriously: The painter should be sincere and focused when painting, so that the painting can be spiritual. The teacher is training you and helping you complete a painting more focusedly. You must understand the teacher's good intentions.
How could the student not agree? He bit his lip and said yes. His obedient bangs were extremely soft when nodding. There was a bit of tenderness on his gorgeous cheeks, which would only make this beast teacher want to bully her hard, play with her, and see her lewd and erotic beauty.
His hands became even more unrestrained, rubbing the girl's jade body randomly, putting one hand on her thin white legs, and touching the other hand from her cute belly button. When he touched the bow on her chest, the bow could be pulled open, and under the bow was her seductive breasts, but there was still a thin layer of clothing, so he could not see her beauty.
The pair of plump big breasts were wrapped in a sailor's suit, as if they were about to burst out the clothes, and the protrusion of the nipples also seemed particularly obvious under this package.
The man pressed her breasts with his fingers and deliberately said: What is this? Yan Yan came to talk to the teacher.
Luan Yan is a high school student. Because she likes painting, her family hired a professional painting teacher for her and taught her for several days. Her painting skills have not made much progress, but in other aspects, it has improved a lot.
The teacher's surname is Lu. He comes to class on time every day. Most of the time it's at night. Yan Yan made a special trip to change her school uniform. This was given to her by the teacher. The style of sailor uniforms, but it is a bit different from the general school uniforms.
Yanyan sat together, stood at the desk obediently, and waited for the teacher to arrive
Late at night, three knocks sounded on the door panel. This was her and her teacher's secret phone number.
Please...please come in
The man pushed open the door and came in. A few cute little dolls were piled up in the girl's room. As soon as he entered the door, he smelled a scent with his nose. It was the flowers at the bedside and the girl's body fragrance. It was coming to his face, making people want to hold the fragrance all over his arms.
Teacher Lu was wearing a black shirt, with wide shoulders and long legs. His body proportions looked very beautiful, strong but not exaggerated. He also had a bit of elegance and nobility in his ruffianism. When Yan Yan first met this teacher, she thought he was teaching sports. Later, she found that he had excellent painting skills and was not good at appearance.
Hello teacher
Yanyan is definitely the most polite and favorite among the students he has taught. He locked the door, loosened the cuff links on his cuffs, and walked step by step towards his good student.
Every time he took the leather shoes, he would make a slap sound on the floor, and Yanyan's heart would be beating faster, consistent with his pace. In his deep eyes, her body had a little reaction, and her palms were sweating. She grabbed the brush in her hand, not knowing what to say to this teacher.
It’s not that she was afraid, she didn’t feel panic or fear. But when facing him, she was subconsciously at a loss and her heart was beating like thunder. She had a crush on her teacher. From the first sight of her, this kind of throbbing called love first accompanied her.
The teacher is very kind to her, which she unexpectedly kind to her, but she has also heard that the teacher is not the only student, but he teaches others. She is not sure if she is the most special student, and the teacher-student relationship between them does not allow her to transcend. But yesterday, he gave her a piece of clothing, which is the school uniform she wore today, which seemed to make everything different again.
Yan Yan was very well-behaved today, put on all the school uniforms given to you by the teacher. She was such a good baby. The man chuckled, walked to her and sat down, sharing the same desk with her
The girl's clothes were a blue sailor's suit. The top was a little smaller, which made her figure curve reveal, and most of her waist was exposed outside. She held it thinly and her skin was greasy and translucent, like a beautiful jade.
The little girl is not old, but she is better developed than a mature woman. She is tall and plump. Her top is small at most. The skirt on her lower body is short enough to be as pussy as she is, and most of her butt is exposed. Her white and round buttocks look particularly huge and perky from behind. There is a white underwear stranded in her crotch, and there is a red bow on it. The two breasts on her chest are also hung with a bow. The big and round breasts are blocked.
It seems that the clothes are a little smaller, is it cold? Well?
As her teacher, of course he had to care more about her. If his evil hands were not touching the girl's soft waist casually, these words might be more of a role model.
Yan Yan likes this dress very much and shook her head and said: It's not small, the weather is too hot... Well... It's just right to wear it like this.
The man's fingertips wandered on her naked skin, and the places he stroked caused trembling. The girl had goose bumps on her arms. His hands seemed to have magic that could bring her a numb pleasure. She snuggled towards the teacher's chest, and heard his heartbeat, and beating deafeningly like her.
Teacher Lu's hand reached her snow-white buttocks, pinched her two hands on it, and tested her feel. It was indeed better than he thought. He smiled: Yanyan is so greedy for coldness? Even her horny buttocks are so greedy for coldness. Is it very cool after she exposed so much?
His caress made Yanyan unconsciously clamp her legs, and her beautiful legs crossed and rubbed her, giving her little butt a little into his hand, and she breathed gently: Well... Teacher, you touch Yanyan, it's so cool... so comfortable... Ah...
Teacher Lu slapped her little butt lightly and slapped her buttocks. Although she was not satisfied with it, she still took her hand back and said: The teacher is here to teach you how to draw, not for you to enjoy it. Today, you have to draw well. The teacher will reward you if you paint well. Did the little slut hear it?
The teacher called him a little slut... um... so shameful! Yanyan blushed and replied shyly: I heard that Yanyan can draw... um...
Lu Sheng put the flower on her bedside on her desk, with paper, pen and pigments for painting, and a drawing board, and a piece of drawing paper was put together. He said: Let's draw this rose today.
The slender little hand picked up the brush, and the tip of the pen depicted the prototype of the rose on the drawing paper. She seemed to be very difficult to even make a draft. She revised it for a long time before she could draw the branches of the rose. The man's big hand gently stroked her legs and tried to touch the center of her legs, but she had no intention of helping her. She painted on the drawing paper, and he painted on her body, and used his fingertips to draw the lines of her delicate body. She was the most perfect painting.
The tender flesh was caressed by his rough palms, like an electric current passing by. The itchy pleasure made the girl's panties look damp. Love juice flowed from her body through her narrow corridor and flowed out of the flower mouth, moistening the small piece of clothing, which was particularly obvious in the pure white color.
Old, teacher... um... you made Yanyan so itchy... Can you stop? Yanyan can't draw...
Teacher Lu raised his face seriously, and his pure black shirt made him look cold and firm, and said seriously: The painter should be sincere and focused when painting, so that the painting can be spiritual. The teacher is training you and helping you complete a painting more focusedly. You must understand the teacher's good intentions.
How could the student not agree? He bit his lip and said yes. His obedient bangs were extremely soft when nodding. There was a bit of tenderness on his gorgeous cheeks, which would only make this beast teacher want to bully her hard, play with her, and see her lewd and erotic beauty.
His hands became even more unrestrained, rubbing the girl's jade body randomly, putting one hand on her thin white legs, and touching the other hand from her cute belly button. When he touched the bow on her chest, the bow could be pulled open, and under the bow was her seductive breasts, but there was still a thin layer of clothing, so he could not see her beauty.
The pair of plump big breasts were wrapped in a sailor's suit, as if they were about to burst out the clothes, and the protrusion of the nipples also seemed particularly obvious under this package.
The man pressed her breasts with his fingers and deliberately said: What is this? Yan Yan came to talk to the teacher.
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