At this moment, the door suddenly rang. Who was it?
Zirou was nervous and excited
Is it Xiaojie?
How did the door lock?
Where is the key?
A natural self-talk outside the door made her heart fall to the bottom
Yang Chen... Zirou was stunned because she knew clearly that opposite her was Xiaojie's roommate, a famous academic master, and a member of the drama club. She just acted in a rival scene with her today. Because of her inexplicable relationship with Xiaojie, now she faced Xiaojie's roommate, so she naturally thought of many things. When she thought of her current state, she couldn't help but feel confused.
Zirou hurriedly hid in Xiaojie's dark mosquito net
The door opened, Yang Chen came in
Zirou blocked her lips with the back of her hand, preventing herself from crying, but she couldn't stop her tears flowing down. What should she do?
Should I ask him for help or?
Where is Xiaojie?
Where are you?
In my memory, she remembered some hazy moments
Those white and dirty photos at the comic exhibition, photos of the skirt under the cinema without underwear, and many photos of the secret room. The helpless photo in the photos, her face covered with tears, was covered with many thick white liquid.
She remembered the cock that Fei Hui squirted in her throat, and thick lava burst out, and the mellow and white semen shot into Zi Rou's glasses one by one. Her face covered the beautiful face of the dream lover in countless campus students...
The painful feeling brought by this oral sex made a trace of familiar memories flash through Zi Rou's mind... It's just that the person in the memory is no longer the ugly fat man in front of him, but the... his most beloved teacher Xie Kai?
For some reason, an unprecedented sense of shame swept across Zirou's body, and her tears began to flow down from the corners of her eyes...
Although Yang Chen is Xiaojie's brother, she has no sense of security at this moment. In memory, Yang Chen's head is embedded in her lower body, licking her labia with long tongue. Another moment, Yang Chen pressed on her body, and grabbed her pair of breasts with both hands, and grabbed her hard without hesitation.
Bitch, you girls are all bitches, why don’t you let me touch? Zirou doesn’t let me touch, you don’t let me touch. This sentence suddenly resounded in her mind. Why?
So clear?
Do you remember... You came to our class to promote the poetry club... You were so gentle that day, and you were so pure in your white school uniform... We have never seen such a beautiful sister... At night... the whole boy in our class was thinking about you and masturbating...
Everyone said while masturbating, you are so beautiful and so pure, and you will strip your clothes and fuck your pussy if you have the chance in the future...
Everyone wants to fuck you... We want to fuck you... Our Chinese teacher's lustful old man must also want to fuck you. Every time he mentions you, his eyes are lustful
Isn’t the senior sister very pure usually? I just stuffed the vibrator into her pussy and climaxed in front of so many people. Isn’t it very exciting?
If so many people know that senior sister, you are so lewd and like to climax in front of so many people, do you think you will still be like the school beauties and goddesses in the future?
Those things just now... If they are announced... in the future, you will be the slut in the eyes of all boys in the school... The bitch is fucked by thousands of people
The shock of these words came into Zi Rou's mind and came into her ears. A huge, burning shame and the feeling of resisting vulgar language made Zi Rou feel tense all over her body.
Yang Chen rubbed his snow buttocks, and his other hand was already stretched to his vagina. His entire palm covered Zi Rou's vagina, and his middle finger was tightly pressed against Zi Rou's door honey slit, and violent view broke into it.
She seemed to feel her shirt being unbuttoned again, and Yang Chen's stubborn lips were tucked into her tender and smooth breasts, while her hard teeth grind her delicate nipples, with a pain and a trace of indescribable pleasure.
[No...I want to find Xiaojie...Xiaojie will...Xiaojie will protect me
What happened to me? Have these things happened?
I'm not such a lewd person!
Zirou's tears began to flow out!
She remembered to attend the comic exhibition again. She suddenly fainted, feeling uncomfortable and a kind of spring dream pleasure in the fainting. When she woke up, she found herself lying on the bed in the comic exhibition medical room.
All her underwear disappeared. She barely supported her to look at her JK skirt and shirt. There were large pieces of white stains on it that were wiped off but still left.
No matter how uninformed the girl, she knew what she had encountered at this moment. She felt panic in her heart, then felt aggrieved, angry and fearful, and couldn't help but hold her knees and cry.
When she got home, she threw away all the clothes she wore that day, locked herself up for two days, took a shower and scrubbed herself repeatedly, but no matter how she scrubbed, she could feel the sticky and stinky feeling surrounding her. She wanted to vomit, vomit, and feel nauseous.
That terrible feeling lingers with her like a nightmare. Whenever she thinks of these humiliations late at night, she grits her teeth and cries with her knees.
Whenever I think of this scene, I feel that countless hands have grabbed her girl's Sufeng, and can gently scrape it with my fingers, gently tickling Zi Rou's tender nipples like plucking the strings. The pink nipples are pressing and hanging over and over again, slowly standing up, making it even more attractive.
The fiery fingers whipped and rubbed the girl's uninformed labia at the time. She used her fingertips to pick up the honey juice that oozed out of Zirou and applied it around Zirou's tight valley. I don't know how many sperm around her also ejaculated and fell on her legs, her labia, her chest, and her face, even thick enough to cover her black-framed glasses, which was even more seductive...
She hoped that all this would pass like this and would never remember it again
But now this scene happened again. Her injured breasts were still hurting. The vaginal pain in her lower body made her realize that this was not a dream
Zirou has many nicknames, whether it is Oxygen Girl or Distilled Water Girl
They all describe her spotless temperament and character
Wen Zirou has never had a complicated childhood and adolescence like Zirou or Lin Yinger, nor has she experienced family changes. Her growth experience is more like an ordinary person
Although she was born in a family of scholars, Zirou did not cultivate her as a lady when she was a child. Whether it was poetry or calligraphy, it was Zirou's own interests spontaneously developed in her childhood.
She was very active in childhood and climbed through the attic at home more than once. The ancient calligraphy, paintings and collections she found were treasured by her grandparents, opening a door to ancient art for her.
So since childhood, whether it is Tang poetry, Song poetry, or even the unpopular Yuan songs, it is very useful for Zirou, and it has also made Zirou a treasure for various liberal arts teachers since childhood, and is regarded as a talented woman who has great potential when she grows up.
Zirou did not disappoint everyone's opinion. From childhood to adulthood, she perfectly became someone else's child. She has good academic performance and is well-behaved and quiet, and is the most standard template for good students.
But Zirou did not develop an arrogant personality because of this. Whether it was her excellent daily liberal arts scores or her interests in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, she developed her gentle and introverted personality instead.
But she didn't stick to the rules. In addition to these hobbies, she also fell in love with anime. CSPLAY, these hobbies that look very deviant in the family of scholars. The pretty girl in the animation exhibition has long been famous.
This is Zi Rou’s special feature. She is not the kind of fairy who is completely separated from the world. Instead, she is more like the ordinary and gentle girl next door around everyone.
What Zirou is most extraordinary is her temperament and appearance
The beauty is in the bones but not in the skin. Zi Rou has been beautiful from a young age. When she reached high school, she has long, straight hair, and her skin becomes whiter. With that clean and natural temperament, her pure and elegant facial features are like a pool of pure water, and she has the reputation of being a first love face in school.
Zirou, under this temperament, naturally became the love of several boys in the school.
Zirou remembered that peaceful afternoon and wandered alone in the museum's calligraphy and painting exhibition.
She always likes this quiet moment of her own
The warm afternoon light hits her side face
It was a simple and elegant side face that was called the face of first love by all boys in the school. It had a light and bright look.
Zi Rou’s specialty is that her quiet and profound temperament comes from the foundation of poetry, books and literature, and she never likes to deal with people.
Immerse yourself in your quiet world of calligraphy, painting, poetry and lyrics
This girl has a noble temperament and a family background that no one dares to mess with. She herself always looks down on boys in school or not, but when the boy stands with her, she feels ashamed of herself.
So for most boys in the school, it is okay to have a few words to tease and fantasize about it when they are masturbating, but if you really touch or have a bad hand on Zi Ruma, you really give them ten thousand courage and even dare not
Where is Xiaojie's CD put?
Yang Chen had just experienced a club performance scene. His lower body was about to explode, and his penis was so swollen that it hurt. If it weren't for such a public performance, Yang Chen could not help but want to put the girl in front of him on the spot and taste the perfect white body, the slender chopstick legs, the slender willow waist, and the blow-breaking baby muscles...
Zirou was nervous and excited
Is it Xiaojie?
How did the door lock?
Where is the key?
A natural self-talk outside the door made her heart fall to the bottom
Yang Chen... Zirou was stunned because she knew clearly that opposite her was Xiaojie's roommate, a famous academic master, and a member of the drama club. She just acted in a rival scene with her today. Because of her inexplicable relationship with Xiaojie, now she faced Xiaojie's roommate, so she naturally thought of many things. When she thought of her current state, she couldn't help but feel confused.
Zirou hurriedly hid in Xiaojie's dark mosquito net
The door opened, Yang Chen came in
Zirou blocked her lips with the back of her hand, preventing herself from crying, but she couldn't stop her tears flowing down. What should she do?
Should I ask him for help or?
Where is Xiaojie?
Where are you?
In my memory, she remembered some hazy moments
Those white and dirty photos at the comic exhibition, photos of the skirt under the cinema without underwear, and many photos of the secret room. The helpless photo in the photos, her face covered with tears, was covered with many thick white liquid.
She remembered the cock that Fei Hui squirted in her throat, and thick lava burst out, and the mellow and white semen shot into Zi Rou's glasses one by one. Her face covered the beautiful face of the dream lover in countless campus students...
The painful feeling brought by this oral sex made a trace of familiar memories flash through Zi Rou's mind... It's just that the person in the memory is no longer the ugly fat man in front of him, but the... his most beloved teacher Xie Kai?
For some reason, an unprecedented sense of shame swept across Zirou's body, and her tears began to flow down from the corners of her eyes...
Although Yang Chen is Xiaojie's brother, she has no sense of security at this moment. In memory, Yang Chen's head is embedded in her lower body, licking her labia with long tongue. Another moment, Yang Chen pressed on her body, and grabbed her pair of breasts with both hands, and grabbed her hard without hesitation.
Bitch, you girls are all bitches, why don’t you let me touch? Zirou doesn’t let me touch, you don’t let me touch. This sentence suddenly resounded in her mind. Why?
So clear?
Do you remember... You came to our class to promote the poetry club... You were so gentle that day, and you were so pure in your white school uniform... We have never seen such a beautiful sister... At night... the whole boy in our class was thinking about you and masturbating...
Everyone said while masturbating, you are so beautiful and so pure, and you will strip your clothes and fuck your pussy if you have the chance in the future...
Everyone wants to fuck you... We want to fuck you... Our Chinese teacher's lustful old man must also want to fuck you. Every time he mentions you, his eyes are lustful
Isn’t the senior sister very pure usually? I just stuffed the vibrator into her pussy and climaxed in front of so many people. Isn’t it very exciting?
If so many people know that senior sister, you are so lewd and like to climax in front of so many people, do you think you will still be like the school beauties and goddesses in the future?
Those things just now... If they are announced... in the future, you will be the slut in the eyes of all boys in the school... The bitch is fucked by thousands of people
The shock of these words came into Zi Rou's mind and came into her ears. A huge, burning shame and the feeling of resisting vulgar language made Zi Rou feel tense all over her body.
Yang Chen rubbed his snow buttocks, and his other hand was already stretched to his vagina. His entire palm covered Zi Rou's vagina, and his middle finger was tightly pressed against Zi Rou's door honey slit, and violent view broke into it.
She seemed to feel her shirt being unbuttoned again, and Yang Chen's stubborn lips were tucked into her tender and smooth breasts, while her hard teeth grind her delicate nipples, with a pain and a trace of indescribable pleasure.
[No...I want to find Xiaojie...Xiaojie will...Xiaojie will protect me
What happened to me? Have these things happened?
I'm not such a lewd person!
Zirou's tears began to flow out!
She remembered to attend the comic exhibition again. She suddenly fainted, feeling uncomfortable and a kind of spring dream pleasure in the fainting. When she woke up, she found herself lying on the bed in the comic exhibition medical room.
All her underwear disappeared. She barely supported her to look at her JK skirt and shirt. There were large pieces of white stains on it that were wiped off but still left.
No matter how uninformed the girl, she knew what she had encountered at this moment. She felt panic in her heart, then felt aggrieved, angry and fearful, and couldn't help but hold her knees and cry.
When she got home, she threw away all the clothes she wore that day, locked herself up for two days, took a shower and scrubbed herself repeatedly, but no matter how she scrubbed, she could feel the sticky and stinky feeling surrounding her. She wanted to vomit, vomit, and feel nauseous.
That terrible feeling lingers with her like a nightmare. Whenever she thinks of these humiliations late at night, she grits her teeth and cries with her knees.
Whenever I think of this scene, I feel that countless hands have grabbed her girl's Sufeng, and can gently scrape it with my fingers, gently tickling Zi Rou's tender nipples like plucking the strings. The pink nipples are pressing and hanging over and over again, slowly standing up, making it even more attractive.
The fiery fingers whipped and rubbed the girl's uninformed labia at the time. She used her fingertips to pick up the honey juice that oozed out of Zirou and applied it around Zirou's tight valley. I don't know how many sperm around her also ejaculated and fell on her legs, her labia, her chest, and her face, even thick enough to cover her black-framed glasses, which was even more seductive...
She hoped that all this would pass like this and would never remember it again
But now this scene happened again. Her injured breasts were still hurting. The vaginal pain in her lower body made her realize that this was not a dream
Zirou has many nicknames, whether it is Oxygen Girl or Distilled Water Girl
They all describe her spotless temperament and character
Wen Zirou has never had a complicated childhood and adolescence like Zirou or Lin Yinger, nor has she experienced family changes. Her growth experience is more like an ordinary person
Although she was born in a family of scholars, Zirou did not cultivate her as a lady when she was a child. Whether it was poetry or calligraphy, it was Zirou's own interests spontaneously developed in her childhood.
She was very active in childhood and climbed through the attic at home more than once. The ancient calligraphy, paintings and collections she found were treasured by her grandparents, opening a door to ancient art for her.
So since childhood, whether it is Tang poetry, Song poetry, or even the unpopular Yuan songs, it is very useful for Zirou, and it has also made Zirou a treasure for various liberal arts teachers since childhood, and is regarded as a talented woman who has great potential when she grows up.
Zirou did not disappoint everyone's opinion. From childhood to adulthood, she perfectly became someone else's child. She has good academic performance and is well-behaved and quiet, and is the most standard template for good students.
But Zirou did not develop an arrogant personality because of this. Whether it was her excellent daily liberal arts scores or her interests in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, she developed her gentle and introverted personality instead.
But she didn't stick to the rules. In addition to these hobbies, she also fell in love with anime. CSPLAY, these hobbies that look very deviant in the family of scholars. The pretty girl in the animation exhibition has long been famous.
This is Zi Rou’s special feature. She is not the kind of fairy who is completely separated from the world. Instead, she is more like the ordinary and gentle girl next door around everyone.
What Zirou is most extraordinary is her temperament and appearance
The beauty is in the bones but not in the skin. Zi Rou has been beautiful from a young age. When she reached high school, she has long, straight hair, and her skin becomes whiter. With that clean and natural temperament, her pure and elegant facial features are like a pool of pure water, and she has the reputation of being a first love face in school.
Zirou, under this temperament, naturally became the love of several boys in the school.
Zirou remembered that peaceful afternoon and wandered alone in the museum's calligraphy and painting exhibition.
She always likes this quiet moment of her own
The warm afternoon light hits her side face
It was a simple and elegant side face that was called the face of first love by all boys in the school. It had a light and bright look.
Zi Rou’s specialty is that her quiet and profound temperament comes from the foundation of poetry, books and literature, and she never likes to deal with people.
Immerse yourself in your quiet world of calligraphy, painting, poetry and lyrics
This girl has a noble temperament and a family background that no one dares to mess with. She herself always looks down on boys in school or not, but when the boy stands with her, she feels ashamed of herself.
So for most boys in the school, it is okay to have a few words to tease and fantasize about it when they are masturbating, but if you really touch or have a bad hand on Zi Ruma, you really give them ten thousand courage and even dare not
Where is Xiaojie's CD put?
Yang Chen had just experienced a club performance scene. His lower body was about to explode, and his penis was so swollen that it hurt. If it weren't for such a public performance, Yang Chen could not help but want to put the girl in front of him on the spot and taste the perfect white body, the slender chopstick legs, the slender willow waist, and the blow-breaking baby muscles...
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