Chapter 5

Something was wrong tonight.

When I walked into Teacher Luo's boudoir, I could smell a quiet fragrance.

Instead of turning on the light, I turned on the small desk lamp beside the bed cabinet, and the books were neatly coded on the countertop, with bookmarks inserted on the page.

It turns out that Teacher Luo still has the habit of reading books before going to bed.

I drink less than Teacher Luo, and I still have the interest in analyzing these small details.

Looking at Teacher Luo, she felt her hands hanging on the bed casually, her expression was a little bit dull, and she returned to her previous state.

Seeing Teacher Luo like this, I felt really uncomfortable. Instead, I especially like her serious and respectable teacher-like appearance, rather than being so depressed now.

Teacher, where did you put the stockings?

One is that I want to see it, and the other is that I want to separate the teacher’s thinking.

After hearing my question, Teacher Luo responded in a daze, and his reaction was slower.

I didn't bother me, but stood up and waited for her next sentence.

There is a wavy horn. Teacher Luo pointed to the drawer under the wardrobe in front.

The big wardrobe is against the wall. I don’t know how many years have passed. Some corners have a little patent leather. I don’t know if it is a lighting environment or a psychological factor. I always feel that the atmosphere in the house is as old as Teacher Luo’s mood.

no!

Can't do this!

I squatted down and this idea was firm in my mind.

Pull open the drawer.

What caught my eye was rolls of flesh-colored stockings and short stockings. The rolls of black stockings immediately focused my vision, because in this drawer, it was too special.

He took out the stockings rolled together and closed the drawer.

Teacher Luo, come.I handed over the stockings.

oh.Teacher Luo's tone was a little dull. I took the stockings from my palm. I felt a little angry. Teacher Luo must have been trapped in those things again.

Alcohol only anesthetizes the nerves, but I haven't forgotten anything, and what I'm drinking is just beer.

Hurry up... Hurry up... I mobilized my emotions and showed great joy. I wanted to use emotional infection to make Teacher Luo active, even if she rejected me, she could scold me.

But I don’t want to see her half-dead look now. She is not like Teacher Luo in my memory, but rather like a frustrated strange woman.

Teacher Luo did not respond anymore, wrapped her stockings in her palms, inserted her hands directly into the mouth of her pants, and began to prepare to take off her pants.

My eyes straightened instantly.

Teacher Luo didn’t treat me as an outsider, but he was still absent-minded.

Do you pretend not to see it or remind me?

I was struggling in my mind.

Tell me rationally, it is better to remind me.

The desire of the body held me and made me think that nothing happened, and I just feasted my eyes.

Just when I was having a fierce ideological struggle.

Teacher Luo raised his butt, pulled his hands down, and took off his trousers.

The cold jade-like skin color flashed my eyes, but because Teacher Luo's upper body was a little long, it immediately covered her buttocks. She could only see the fine skin on her thighs and calves and the tight leg lines.

A pair of jade feet emerged from the high heels like a little fish. Teacher Luo shook a long stocking on his hand. Suddenly, the light stockings like cicada wings were unfolded. If they were not grasped by their hands, they would probably float up and folded them continuously from the mouth of the socks. Teacher Luo's five beautiful toes drilled into the socks and pressed against the tip of the socks.

I didn't dare to breathe too much, for fear of interrupting the grand scene of Teacher Luo's beauty wearing stockings. It was careful and gentle. It was fine to just look at this action. As long as it was not a look, it was better, because it was obvious that Teacher Luo's thoughts were no longer about wearing stockings. Everything at present was a physical instinctive behavior.

The stockings were slowly lifted up, the black surface was stretched, and the snow-white legs were hidden under the black silk. When the lace at the mouth of the stockings was also unfolded, it was like a jade pillar was carved with reliefs, making people unable to divert their sight.

It turns out that Teacher Luo will feel this kind of impact after wearing black stockings, just like a stern stone girl. The female teacher has become a spicy and lustful baby girl. The style has changed drastically.

A good figure and a good temperament are just because of the different look. They can actually show such a huge change, which really makes me, a bystander, feel dry.

After Teacher Luo put on one, he started to put the other foot on his lower legs. However, when he put it on his lower legs, he suddenly folded his hands on his legs, buried his head in it, and started crying.

It's not sobbing, but really crying.

I was immediately in trouble, so I hurried to the edge of the bed and immediately hugged Teacher Luo. I felt that this was not enough, so I hugged her in my arms with all my strength.

I'm just a young man.

Teacher Luo is a female teacher who is older than me and has countless educational materials. She is a mature and beautiful woman, and she is also a little woman with weakness and pain in her heart.

I can only do what I can do, hold her so that she can maintain a more decent position to cry.

Teacher Luo, who was unfortunate in the family, did not refuse at this moment. He hugged my waist and began to cry on my shoulder.

I patted her on the back, but my mind changed.

I think I can help. Although I don’t have to worry about dressing in person, the source of everything comes from my mother. I really have nothing to do without her.

What if Teacher Luo encounters such trouble again?

Or are Huang Shuangshuang and others facing difficulties?

If my mother doesn’t take action, what can I do?

Think about it for a while.

I can't do anything, I'm just a waste who has a passion and howls.

Reading must be deepened and strengthened, but should I participate in the Zhang Group? After all, my mother’s is mine after all. I can take over it as soon as possible, so when something happens, I can fight back and forth.

At this moment, I am a little more mature, and this maturity comes from crisis.

I don't know how long it took.

I was a little sleepy, and my shoulders were a little sore, and I whispered: Teacher Luo?There was no response.

Teacher Luo is not asleep, right?I thought to myself.

It was probably like this, it would be fine if I fell asleep. I carefully put Teacher Luo on the bed, and my eyes looked at Teacher Luo’s two beautiful legs in black stockings. I couldn’t help but feel slightly raised, but after all, I was too sleepy and unconsciously lay down next to me and fell asleep.

This night.

I was sleeping very uneasy and dreamed very violently. The cock between my legs swelled, and I felt that I could directly push my underwear with this erect force.

My body kept tossing and turning.

Consciousness is in a kind of way I know I am dreaming, but I want to sleep but not wake up.

Toss and turns.

Until one of my legs was placed on the soft object, the contact alone made my hot heart feel a little more comfortable. I rubbed it up and down. It seemed to be flesh, soft, and it seemed to be still wearing clothes. My hand also hugged the body of the soft object and rubbed it. The cold body temperature slowed down my hot heart again, as if someone was about to die of thirst had found a source of water, and crawled over and had to take a sip.

I pressed my whole body up, and my hard cock was just pushed through my underwear, and I could feel a little comfortable, which made my crotch harder and pressed it up.

Uh… I moaned, my mouth a little dry.

The legs kept rubbing up and down, and it felt like I was pressing one leg, which was softer than me, and my hand was leaning up, as if I had grabbed a ball. The good guy's wavy was not small, but it was a bit hard when he pinched it, and it seemed that there was something inside the clothes, which forced me to find a direction for breakthrough.

Have buttons?

By feeling.

I unbuttoned my two buttons and I was like a tiger going down the mountain in an instant. My hand grabbed the two strong and strong balls directly, which was extremely soft!

I rubbed it.

Well, a wavy moan was a little depressed.

The soft object pressed by the penis began to move and moved forward, as if he was a little afraid of my second brother.

My cock was just feeling comfortable, so how could she get what she wanted?

He moved his crotch and pushed it up again, hitting the escape target.

The soft guy actually wanted to escape.

It doesn't feel like I'm dreaming, it feels a bit like it, but I still don't want to open my eyes. I feel that opening my eyes is a very laborious thing. I got off the two big balls and hugged them down, stopping the escaped soft object.

My dick was really swelling, so I decided to take it out.

At this time, the hardness of the penis was second only to my bones. It can be seen that it was terrible. The soft object that was pushed forward was on the cloth. It felt that it was not a little bit worse, but it made me even more anxious. I pulled the skin aside and pushed the penis up again.

Suddenly.

A feeling of comfort was called electric current wandering all over my body, and I calmed down and tried to thrust, but found that it was a little dry and not easy.

The soft owner in his arms seemed to be dissatisfied with his body being violated and began to twist slightly. My hands kept climbing, trying to find a place that would give me complete peace of mind.

When I entered the cloth, I could feel the hair I had. Not much, but I scratched my palm when I touched it and walked along the hair. I felt some mucus on my hands. My fingers were buckled, and my fingers were suddenly sunken inside, making it more sticky and hotter, and it was a hole.

Very good!I thrust my hips and felt it poked my penis towards my fingers.

When my huge glans just sank into it slightly.

The soft object in his arms struggled and even made a humming sound.

I continued to find the right direction and pushed forward, one leg pressing against the two legs below.

The moment the glans entered, it was like lifting away the clouds and mist. The smooth and squeezed feeling suddenly numbed the heat of my glans. I was also trembling and I felt so happy that I opened my eyes.

Although my eyes were a little dry, I still saw everything clearly in that moment.

What was the soft thing in front of me? It was Teacher Luo's delicate body. Looking down, one of my legs pressed against her two black stockings. What was even more excessive was that my pelvis fit perfectly with Teacher Luo's snow-white buttocks.

What’s more important is, isn’t my cock inserted into Teacher Luo’s vagina??

The lighting lamp was not turned off, the light made my eyes a little uncomfortable, but my rationality was all back.

What to do?

Do you want to pull it out?Think it didn't happen?