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Chapter 5 Online Encounter

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Before going out to school today, Kobayashi asked me in a daze, "Do you know where people come from and why do you come from the world?"

If you die, where will it go or disappear?

I was shocked by this brainless question. Why did we suddenly become a philosopher? I was dizzy when I saw Kant's rational criticism in his hand. I thought this kid had changed his nature and wanted to be a master, otherwise he would just help Yujuan make a paper report. I hurriedly answered him from the fossil evidence that human beings are the product of the evolution of time. With continuous diligence, we have the ability to think and want to live a better life, so we keep improving. I don't know if there is another world after death or it will be destroyed, and there is no direct scientific evidence to prove it!

But from the perspective of a friend, I almost don’t know you anymore. Can you tell me what happened recently?

Kobayashi smiled bitterly, I will tell you during the winter vacation, I can't say it now

I think you're secretly

When I got to school, I was very boring and compulsory calculus. I often thought that these great mathematicians could calculate anything, but what do I do if I knew about this? Do I have to tell the clerk before buying things and checking out how much is it?

It would be strange if you were not sent to a mental hospital as an idiot. Is it a moment to use calculus in your life except for class?

I always have a lot of excuses to criticize for those who don’t like reading, haha

The next class is a compulsory English in the first year of the year. At this time, my excuse is that I will not go abroad in the future, so how can I use foreign languages? This reason is a bit bad, and I still enjoy myself.

English is the class supervisor's class. After she finished her studies, she also announced that the school should pay equal attention to students' education, so each student must participate in at least one club. Before the midterm exam, the class will log in to the department's society website.

As expected, everyone has a tacit understanding and ask which club is the best not to attend, which club is the most handsome, which club has many handsome guys, in fact, the club I want to join the most is the A-film research club, but the school does not have this club, I am a vulgar one, and I dare to face the moral demons alone and set up such clubs. Japanese sex is viewed from a normal perspective, and it can also become a profession, but we are all people with noble morals on our side.

So I immediately changed my mind to see which club I joined was the best for me. I went around and chose to join a cartoon game club without female members. Because there were a bunch of otakus inside, it was easier to cheat on the outside world. I could cheat more people to help me do things.

When I entered the company office, I heard them talking about topics such as comics, animations, video games and dolls. After listening to their professional insights politely, I chose a video game group that I am more interested in, asked them what online games they were playing, and joined them to play with them. The online game is a group of people passing the time in front of the computer, practicing martial arts and fighting monsters and upgrading to participate in dungeons. I think it is great that even if you are not in front of the computer, they will help you team up to earn experience value upgrades. After joining the camp gang, the company office may be the gang leader who is playing in the company, so there are many people who are willing to chat with me, so I am responsible for spanking and chatting. One of the players in the gang IDs and babysitting this love on the public channel. If it lasts for a long time, how could it be waiting for the poems day and night? I thought where was the neuroliterati? Someone in the party said that he broke up with another male player in the gang. Recently, he posted the nerves and repeated those words there all day long. With a fun mentality, he deliberately chatted with her. After a few days, he found out that she was a high vocational school graduate and had no school. Real friends all called her baby. Now he rented a house to do an insurance company in Taichung. I am three years older. I will come up next month to attend the online gathering. We also made an appointment to meet at that time.

There was too much time after the baby broke up. She came up twice before the Internet gathering. The first time she asked some netizens to sing KTV. I saw her for the first time. I had a heart surgery because of heart problems, so there was a obvious scar on my chest, which was close to 160 cm tall. It was estimated that A-B cups were probably A-B, and her face was not a beauty, especially those who met for the first time that day. As a result, the baby died because of love. Fortunately, a female netizen participated in taking the baby back to their house for rest.

The second time she came up, she came to me for dinner alone. She talked about her ex-boyfriend, and she had an affair with another female netizen. I only realized that her full name was Zhang Chunci. After dinner, she sat down and chatted and drank. She died again and said that I would be more dedicated to love. But for a man who has been drunk, I have been thinking about getting back together. Is it worth it?

What's more, I got drunk at an unfamiliar house, so I was just saying that I would come to me, so I had to live up to her hopes and carry her to the room to rest and love her.

When I got upstairs, I quickly helped her to the toilet. Sure enough, I spit out the food I just ate. I lay beside the toilet and was still smirking alone. After carrying Chunci to the bed, I took off her denim jacket, black and white skirt and white cute, and she was wearing a body shaping jacket that was difficult to take off. Then I took off my purple bra and pink underwear. The underwear looked old and old, which means she really didn't expect to have sex.

The secretions in the lower body smelled a little heavy, so I took her into the bathroom again, helped her take a hot shower and then carried her to the bed. While kissing her breasts, her fingers slipped in just a few seconds and then wet. The doll then stroked her pussy's upper edge clitoris with her hands against the clock, and touched her nipples with one hand. It turned out that the girl was masturbating like this. It was really eye-opening to see a girl masturbating for the first time.

Although I have had sex a few times after entering college, I don’t have rich experience in sex, and I have learned it by watching porn. I feel that these experiences are real and more satisfying than porn.

When I was observing her, I found that the front end of the doll's nipples was red and the areola was black. Because of the surgery, my chest was not big but it expanded externally, and the skin of the labia was longer and black. Although each girl had the same equipment, there were differences. This time, there was plenty of time and Chunci would not resist. She could study and appreciate it slowly.

When I moved her glans back and forth outside her labia, she was really flooded with vaginal fluid and easily inserted it. And she felt that her vagina was short and she pushed to the uterus. While she was fucking her, she was also stroking her clitoris by herself. The murmur sounds in her mouth were fluctuating. Then she felt that her body was tight and the vagina was warm. She knew that she had an orgasm. Then she also heard a smell of vaginal fluid. With previous experience, continuing to thrust can make the girl reach her second orgasm, and the joy level will be higher than the first time. The tide is even more exciting, so I can't stop at this time. I only heard her moaning louder and louder. When I was almost unable to bear it, I pulled it out and ejaculated on her face. After ejaculation, I also helped her with her hands twice before cleaning her with a towel and putting her clothes back. Actually, I wanted to see how many times a girl could be taller, so I kept helping her with her hands. On the third time, although the baby was drunk, she could still talk and say that it was no longer possible, so I let her lie on the bed and sleep in the living room. I could only say that her moaning sounded so hard that I felt very good after hearing it.

Later I found out that she ran back the next day to get a shot at the man with a crackling leg. It seemed that the girl had dizziness and had no need for medical treatment. She thought it could be saved, but it also depends on her condition that she could not leave?

A man who wants to win back his legs by just shooting cannons is undoubtedly going to send a breakup cannon

What made me even more confused is that Chunci's upper limit for orgasm is definitely more than three times. The next day, I still didn't want to have sex with my ex-boyfriend. It's my unprofessional. The little angel in my heart is that Chunci lost his memory and didn't remember being played yesterday; the little devil in my heart is that I'm looking forward to knowing how many times can I say the upper limit for orgasm?

I'm a little devil!