Don't worry, just stay for one night. I will take you to the forest park tomorrow morning and take you home after lunch tomorrow
Yes, she replied absent-mindedly
What's wrong? He took her into the room and closed the door and the room was very tidy. It was okay.
nothing……
Isn't it really nothing? Her expression obviously told him what was there so he joked: Are you afraid of sleeping alone? Haha, coward
Her face turned red, she lowered her head and said softly: Me, I have never spent the night outside alone...
Ah? He didn't expect that he was right and felt a little embarrassed: I said casually, that, aren't you an adult? It's nothing to spend the night outside... He didn't expect that this was a good opportunity to spend the night with her, but just wanted to calm her emotions
Well, she was still a little depressed and he continued to smile: Otherwise, I will spend the night with you?
He just wanted to say something relaxed and let her relax, but this sentence made her raise her face a little angrily: What did you say?
He and her clear eyes met, and suddenly their minds became hot: I like you
She seemed a little scared. She knew that he liked her and she also liked this boy. The two of them were already inseparable in the Azeroth world and were very intimate. However, in the face of such confession, the shy girl could not help panic.
He saw her eyes dodging, and his soft lips trembled, but he knew he had to be determined at this time, so he reached out to hug her and she was startled again, and raised his head but faced his hot gaze
Her soft lips were right in front of him, and the nervous breathing was filled with a gentle fragrance. He did not hesitate. He kissed slowly but firmly. Her soft body suddenly froze. His hands were supporting his chest. He was about to push him away, but he stopped because of his kiss. She had liked him very much, and had fantasized about being intimate with him more than once. How could she refuse? It was just that this time it was too sudden, which made her feel a little at a loss.
The girl he kissed was not twenty years old, and there was also a hit on the junior high school female classmate who had kissed for the first time. He had long since lost the sweetness in her mouth began to spread in his mouth. He skillfully began to explore between her lips and tongue. Her body became stiffer and trembled violently, and finally said ungratefully.
He was shocked to her awkwardness and nervousness, and quickly reminded himself that he could not be as rude as those girls before, and calmed down. He began to take her lips as gently as possible and suck it gently.
Feeling the change, she finally began to respond. Her hands slid from his chest, and naturally wrapped around his waist. The two of them hugged them tighter. Her mouth also opened slightly, and the tips of the two people gently intertwined together.
After all, I haven't touched a woman for a long time. For him, who is used to singing every night, his soft body quickly ignited his desire until he walked into this room. He never thought of asking her. It was not because she was not beautiful, had a bad figure or other reasons, but because he never thought that he felt that she was holy and could not be defiled by filthy thoughts. He felt that his feelings were very holy. Although there were many women, only this time could it be considered his true first love.
He had never treated his girls equally before. How could inequality lead to true love?
This time it was finally different. It was no longer approaching her because of desire, but because of love, as for her current instinctive reaction, it was just the inevitable consequence of this intimate action.
He continued to kiss her carefully, but his hand skillfully reached to the hem of her cardigan to change it. He probably had roughly pushed her onto the bed and began to tear her clothes randomly, just as he had done countless times, but this time he hesitated
Both of them were breathing heavily, and through the clothes he felt her body become hot, and he finally lifted her wool sweater with some trembling. She was obviously at a loss, but still didn't resist.
He slowly pressed her down on the bed, left her lips, took a few breaths violently. Her hands tightly grabbed the sheets, tilted their heads to one side, closed their eyes hard, their long eyelashes trembled, and their fair cheeks were red like Azshara's red leaves
It was like... It was like the snow peak of the Alps. He pushed her sweater and underwear to her neck. He saw dazzling whiteness. He finally thought of a suitable metaphor, just like he saw in Switzerland two years ago, snow-white, towering, upright, spotless
He seemed to have returned to the blue sky, with a little pious mood, slowly leaned down his face, and gently stroked one hand to the other horse, and he felt that this metaphor was a bit ridiculous, no, not like the Alps, not as cold, so hard, they are so warm and soft, more like...
More like authentic Bosworth cheese, with a smooth and delicate buttery texture, white color, and... on the tops of the two pieces of cheese, each dotted with the best Russian beluga red sturgeon caviar pair, that's that, the crystal clear red, on the snow-white background, shows a thrilling beauty
Not only does it look like it, it tastes like he holds one, sucks it carefully, and touches it carefully with his teeth, just like he has eaten on the Caspian Sea, full and elastic, with a faint fragrance
Well... She tensed her body nervously, twisting to avoid his hot lips, he panted and hugged her shoulders, and pressed her on her body. The tips of the tongues of the two were intertwined again. Soon, the clothes on both of them were skillfully removed by him. Her stiff body finally slowly relaxed under his skillful caress. But when he gently spread her legs and slowly entered her body, she tightened her body violently again, and a painful sound burst out from the depths of her nose. Her blushing cheeks suddenly turned pale.
He also felt that her tightness and obstacles were not the first time he faced this situation. He knew how to deal with it and stopped temporarily. He bent down and took one of her pearl-like earlobes, licked and sucked, while murmuring softly that his hands were not idle either. One hand caressed her soft short hair, and the other hand continued to tease the red beans on her chest.
Her cheeks slowly flushed, and he slowly entered the deepest part of her body. She surrounded him tightly, but there was no right sense of oppression. It was so warm that he almost melted him, so refreshing, just like the Aegean wind hugging her slippery shoulders. When he moved gently, she was always so nervous, closing her eyes tightly, and some sweat came out of her small nose.
He remembered his first girlfriend in college, who was also a virgin, but he spread his legs apart for the first time. He remembered a normal student he soaked in high school. He was already an intern teacher and a virgin, but for the first time he kept staring at the bracelet he gave him on his wrist...
She is different, so he is also different for the first time. He only cares about her feelings and forgets his own feelings so carefully, just like his father treats the thin and fragile Song porcelains he collected.
However, the pleasure she brought was too strong, and he hadn't touched a woman for a long time. He accelerated a little faster and felt that he had reached the peak.
The moment he broke out, he stepped out of her body and leaned on her, gasping violently, she kept holding the sheet tightly, stretched out her arms and hugged him.
Slowly calmed down, he stood up, and the two of them looked at each other, her clear eyes were filled with shyness and sweetness, and he knew that she would not have any pleasure for the first time, so he told her with his eyes: Sorry
No...I'm very happy. She also replied with her talking eyes.
Does it hurt?
There's a little
You are so beautiful, I like you
Me too
The two of them talked silently, then had a light kiss and got up to take a shower. When he returned to the bed, she was sitting on the bed with her legs in her arms, staring blankly at the red blood marks.
He suddenly felt a little guilty, so he had to sit next to her with a smile, hugged her in his arms, and kissed her hair: Sorry, I'm too impulsive, but I really like you so much, you will be my girlfriend in the future, okay?
She held one of his hands: OK
Yes, she replied absent-mindedly
What's wrong? He took her into the room and closed the door and the room was very tidy. It was okay.
nothing……
Isn't it really nothing? Her expression obviously told him what was there so he joked: Are you afraid of sleeping alone? Haha, coward
Her face turned red, she lowered her head and said softly: Me, I have never spent the night outside alone...
Ah? He didn't expect that he was right and felt a little embarrassed: I said casually, that, aren't you an adult? It's nothing to spend the night outside... He didn't expect that this was a good opportunity to spend the night with her, but just wanted to calm her emotions
Well, she was still a little depressed and he continued to smile: Otherwise, I will spend the night with you?
He just wanted to say something relaxed and let her relax, but this sentence made her raise her face a little angrily: What did you say?
He and her clear eyes met, and suddenly their minds became hot: I like you
She seemed a little scared. She knew that he liked her and she also liked this boy. The two of them were already inseparable in the Azeroth world and were very intimate. However, in the face of such confession, the shy girl could not help panic.
He saw her eyes dodging, and his soft lips trembled, but he knew he had to be determined at this time, so he reached out to hug her and she was startled again, and raised his head but faced his hot gaze
Her soft lips were right in front of him, and the nervous breathing was filled with a gentle fragrance. He did not hesitate. He kissed slowly but firmly. Her soft body suddenly froze. His hands were supporting his chest. He was about to push him away, but he stopped because of his kiss. She had liked him very much, and had fantasized about being intimate with him more than once. How could she refuse? It was just that this time it was too sudden, which made her feel a little at a loss.
The girl he kissed was not twenty years old, and there was also a hit on the junior high school female classmate who had kissed for the first time. He had long since lost the sweetness in her mouth began to spread in his mouth. He skillfully began to explore between her lips and tongue. Her body became stiffer and trembled violently, and finally said ungratefully.
He was shocked to her awkwardness and nervousness, and quickly reminded himself that he could not be as rude as those girls before, and calmed down. He began to take her lips as gently as possible and suck it gently.
Feeling the change, she finally began to respond. Her hands slid from his chest, and naturally wrapped around his waist. The two of them hugged them tighter. Her mouth also opened slightly, and the tips of the two people gently intertwined together.
After all, I haven't touched a woman for a long time. For him, who is used to singing every night, his soft body quickly ignited his desire until he walked into this room. He never thought of asking her. It was not because she was not beautiful, had a bad figure or other reasons, but because he never thought that he felt that she was holy and could not be defiled by filthy thoughts. He felt that his feelings were very holy. Although there were many women, only this time could it be considered his true first love.
He had never treated his girls equally before. How could inequality lead to true love?
This time it was finally different. It was no longer approaching her because of desire, but because of love, as for her current instinctive reaction, it was just the inevitable consequence of this intimate action.
He continued to kiss her carefully, but his hand skillfully reached to the hem of her cardigan to change it. He probably had roughly pushed her onto the bed and began to tear her clothes randomly, just as he had done countless times, but this time he hesitated
Both of them were breathing heavily, and through the clothes he felt her body become hot, and he finally lifted her wool sweater with some trembling. She was obviously at a loss, but still didn't resist.
He slowly pressed her down on the bed, left her lips, took a few breaths violently. Her hands tightly grabbed the sheets, tilted their heads to one side, closed their eyes hard, their long eyelashes trembled, and their fair cheeks were red like Azshara's red leaves
It was like... It was like the snow peak of the Alps. He pushed her sweater and underwear to her neck. He saw dazzling whiteness. He finally thought of a suitable metaphor, just like he saw in Switzerland two years ago, snow-white, towering, upright, spotless
He seemed to have returned to the blue sky, with a little pious mood, slowly leaned down his face, and gently stroked one hand to the other horse, and he felt that this metaphor was a bit ridiculous, no, not like the Alps, not as cold, so hard, they are so warm and soft, more like...
More like authentic Bosworth cheese, with a smooth and delicate buttery texture, white color, and... on the tops of the two pieces of cheese, each dotted with the best Russian beluga red sturgeon caviar pair, that's that, the crystal clear red, on the snow-white background, shows a thrilling beauty
Not only does it look like it, it tastes like he holds one, sucks it carefully, and touches it carefully with his teeth, just like he has eaten on the Caspian Sea, full and elastic, with a faint fragrance
Well... She tensed her body nervously, twisting to avoid his hot lips, he panted and hugged her shoulders, and pressed her on her body. The tips of the tongues of the two were intertwined again. Soon, the clothes on both of them were skillfully removed by him. Her stiff body finally slowly relaxed under his skillful caress. But when he gently spread her legs and slowly entered her body, she tightened her body violently again, and a painful sound burst out from the depths of her nose. Her blushing cheeks suddenly turned pale.
He also felt that her tightness and obstacles were not the first time he faced this situation. He knew how to deal with it and stopped temporarily. He bent down and took one of her pearl-like earlobes, licked and sucked, while murmuring softly that his hands were not idle either. One hand caressed her soft short hair, and the other hand continued to tease the red beans on her chest.
Her cheeks slowly flushed, and he slowly entered the deepest part of her body. She surrounded him tightly, but there was no right sense of oppression. It was so warm that he almost melted him, so refreshing, just like the Aegean wind hugging her slippery shoulders. When he moved gently, she was always so nervous, closing her eyes tightly, and some sweat came out of her small nose.
He remembered his first girlfriend in college, who was also a virgin, but he spread his legs apart for the first time. He remembered a normal student he soaked in high school. He was already an intern teacher and a virgin, but for the first time he kept staring at the bracelet he gave him on his wrist...
She is different, so he is also different for the first time. He only cares about her feelings and forgets his own feelings so carefully, just like his father treats the thin and fragile Song porcelains he collected.
However, the pleasure she brought was too strong, and he hadn't touched a woman for a long time. He accelerated a little faster and felt that he had reached the peak.
The moment he broke out, he stepped out of her body and leaned on her, gasping violently, she kept holding the sheet tightly, stretched out her arms and hugged him.
Slowly calmed down, he stood up, and the two of them looked at each other, her clear eyes were filled with shyness and sweetness, and he knew that she would not have any pleasure for the first time, so he told her with his eyes: Sorry
No...I'm very happy. She also replied with her talking eyes.
Does it hurt?
There's a little
You are so beautiful, I like you
Me too
The two of them talked silently, then had a light kiss and got up to take a shower. When he returned to the bed, she was sitting on the bed with her legs in her arms, staring blankly at the red blood marks.
He suddenly felt a little guilty, so he had to sit next to her with a smile, hugged her in his arms, and kissed her hair: Sorry, I'm too impulsive, but I really like you so much, you will be my girlfriend in the future, okay?
She held one of his hands: OK
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