Teacher Meng,
After the new semester begins, my mother sent me to a middle school. My mother held my hand and said to a female teacher of the same age as her: This is my son, please discipline me strictly. If he doesn't listen to you, you beat him hard!
oh,
Teacher Meng looked at me and suddenly showed a charming smile. This smile made me panic: What a beautiful child, you can see that your mother is very responsible to you and your academic performance must be very good!
Um,
The vanity mother, who was extremely vain, said proudly: Teacher Meng, my son has been ranked first in the class from the first grade of elementary school until graduation, and,
Mom said proudly: My son has been studying painting with me since he was a child. After going to school, I sent him to the Youth Palace to continue studying, and also learned calligraphy. The blackboard newspapers and publicity columns in our school were all drawn by my son.
Is that true? He has this specialty. He is really talented. OK. In the future, let him draw the blackboard newspaper in our class!
My mother chatted with Teacher Meng for a while and said goodbye to her politely. I followed Teacher Meng into the classroom with anxiety.
Teacher Meng, who is in her thirties, is in the prime of Fenghua. Although her figure is not as tall and slender as her mother, her skin is thinner and whiter than her mother.
Compared to my mother, Teacher Meng's breasts are flatter, but her waist is quite narrow. As a result, her round buttocks are extremely large and eye-catching.
What fascinated me the most were Teacher Meng’s two slender thighs. The summer vacation had just receded and the heat had not completely disappeared. Teacher Meng was wearing a light blue long skirt. When she sat in an office chair, she always lifted up the long skirt habitually. I took the opportunity to peek at Teacher Meng’s thighs, and sometimes even saw Teacher Meng’s light pink underwear. Wow, what an exciting moment was that. Teacher Meng’s two white and thin long legs, set off with extremely sexy pink underwear, made me feel passionate and rushing to my forehead.
In the class, Teacher Meng treated me differently, appointed me as the class monitor, helped her do many things, and even asked me to help her correct her classmates' Chinese homework
However, the extremely naughty students in the class who like to play pranks the most dislike me, and even showed cold contemptuous eyes, mocking me as a nerd!
They are not nerds, and their minds and energy are not used in their homework at all
As they grow older, the desire of youth fluctuates in their bodies, just like a high level of alcohol suddenly ignited. The blazing flames of lust burn them like a group of drunken drunks, doing many shocking things because they cannot control themselves.
ha,
Whenever Teacher Meng finished the class and walked out of the classroom, these little perverts stared at their tinted eyes, stuck out their tongues, and whispered: Wow, have you seen it? Our teacher’s butt is so big!
Yes, I think the teacher’s cunt must be bigger!
Yes, she still has black hair!
Hahaha,……
……
Every time at this moment, I hate these savage vulgar people who do not hide their original sexual desire at all. I don't want to hear them fantasize about the beautiful teacher Meng in a very obscene way.
These male students not only used the teacher to fantasize, but also chased and teased the female students in the class crazily.
They didn't know where they got all kinds of very vulgar nude pictures and passed them on to each other, and they repeatedly appreciated them with relish. Some bold and arrogant people even used pencil sharpeners to carve these vulgar pictures on the door panels of the toilet, and wrote a paragraph of obscene words next to them. As long as you squat into the toilet, you will appreciate an obscene picture with pictures and texts.
They also have many broken manuscript novels with yellowed paper and sour smell. The obscene words in the toilet are selected from these manuscripts
Whenever I see those poor-level but naked pictures in the toilet, my little cock will instinctively shake his head, creating all kinds of unsightly fantasies, and even stand up and push the little cock on the painting and poke it wildly.
My deskmate is a short and thin girl with her surname Gao and her name is Gao Hongyan. When I first sat beside her, she timidly leaned against the wall and tried her best to dodge me
I glanced at her, she lowered her head shyly, and I secretly peeked at her with my tint courage. A pair of watery and kind-hearted eyes were embedded on her small and delicate melon-shaped face, and two red lips were bulging on her tender white face.
Apart from that, the little girl was nothing surprising
Seeing me peeking at her constantly, Gao Hongyan looked flushed, and turned her face to the wall with embarrassment, and gave me a pair of black and shiny braids.
Humph, I thought to myself: Just your little look, what's so great about it? To be honest, I really don't want to pay attention to her
Not only am I too lazy to pay attention to her, but no boys in the class paid attention to her, as if she didn't exist at all, and even the female students didn't like her. Whenever the female students gathered together to jump ropes and play games, she always stood aside from afar and stared blankly.
When she picked up her pen to do her homework, I secretly glanced over. Wow, my eyes suddenly widened in surprise. My God, what's wrong with her hands?
Gao Hongyan, a thin girl with an extremely poor appearance, actually has a pair of hands that are extremely disappointing.
Her hands were severely twisted, her fingers were bent very human-like, and her terrible appearance seemed to have been pulled out of her tendons, while the back of her hands showed an annoying scar.
Seeing me staring at her scarred hand for a long time, Gao Hongyan stopped writing very sadly and deeply immersed her disabled hand into her very incompatible sleeves. I couldn't help but ask: How did you do your hand!
Burn, burn,
Gao Hongyan murmured: Burnt!
How did it burn?
When I was a child, my mother asked me to cook in the stove, but it rained all night outside. When the firewood was too wet when I woke up in the morning, I could not grow any longer. So I brought a gasoline barrel and poured it into the stove. I brought a match. Just as I was paddling, a high flame suddenly popped out of the stove and threw it into my hand.... As a result, it was burned like this!
Hi,
I said with striking remarks: Your mother is so good, let a child cook with fire!
……
Gao Hongyan stopped talking and slowly reached out and continued to do her homework. I really couldn't believe that I could write words even if I held the ridiculous pen.
The classroom in our class is located at the innermost end of the teaching building. The huge window is next to another building. It is the school nursery, where the teachers' children are placed. Our classroom and the nursery are across the window, and a narrow gap is formed between the classroom and the nursery.
This gap is a troublesome place in the school, and things often cause headaches for the principal.
When the new day begins, when we walk into the classroom with our schoolbags on hand, the female classmate on duty is sweeping the floor while covering her mouth and blushing her face, laughing and laughing.
What are you laughing at!
The naughty male classmate asked in confusion: Why are you laughing? Did you have a good dream last night?
hey-hey,
The female classmate pointed a broom at the big window: Go and see it yourself!
After saying that, the female classmate's face turned redder and she slipped out of the classroom without looking back. When she heard the female classmate's words, the male classmate rushed towards the large window without even having time to put down her schoolbags. Her little heads immediately stuffed the windowsills.
Immediately, there was a burst of lewd laughter from the windowsill. I couldn't squeeze in front of the windowsill, so I stood on my chair and looked out the window, through the annoying back of my head.
I saw a quilt placed in the gap. It was the quilt used by the children in the nursery during their nap. I didn't know that the guy pulled it into the gap. On the quilt full of stains, I threw several condoms that had been used and hung with yellow and turbid marks on the quilt.
What are you looking at?
Teacher Meng, who walked into the classroom with the lesson plan in his arms, shouted with great majesty: Everyone goes back to their own position!
Teacher Meng put down the lesson plan and walked to the windowsill. She quietly glanced out the window. A hint of helplessness appeared on her dignified cheeks. Two thick and black eyebrows were twisted together involuntarily, and then she closed the window to death with a snap.
All do morning self-study well!
Teacher Meng hurried out of the classroom. Within ten minutes, I heard a noise coming from the gap under the windowsill. It was Teacher Meng who reported to the principal. The principal ordered someone to sweep the quilt away and throw it into the trash can.
I sat foolishly on the wooden chair, and several yellow condoms appeared in my head for a long time. The desire of youth suddenly ignited, and my unswerable lust became restless again.
When I saw the several condoms, I remembered my mother, my body, my breasts, my private parts, and my mother’s things that my mother did between my father. When I thought of this, the little cock between my legs jumped up and down
Damn, I scolded myself hatefully: Why do you think of these evil things again? How did you assure your mom?
Do you have to repeat the same mistakes and make mistakes again?
Study your homework well, don't think about anything, put all your thoughts on your homework
Fortunately, during the day, I scolded myself and tried my best to restrain myself. However, when I was at night, the primitive impulse was like a raging fire, burning me so hard that I couldn't fall asleep. As soon as I closed my eyes, the female genitals depicted in the book appeared. Then, my little cock raised his head and became harder and harder, and it was about to break
Whenever this happens, I hold the hard little cock and rub it repeatedly. I close my eyes tightly, use Teacher Meng as the object of venting, and masturbates frequently: Ah, Teacher Meng, what a beautiful Teacher Meng, so white skin, so long thighs
Wow, Teacher Meng in my mind sat beside me with a delicate body naked. I pulled up Teacher Meng's arm and kissed her beautiful cheek affectionately. Teacher Meng also responded to my long-lasting kiss.
Then, my eyes stared at Teacher Meng's private parts, which were as bright and white as my mother's private parts, without a single hair. Wow, Teacher Meng has the same hobbies as my mother, and likes to shave the hair on her private parts.
I was dazed when Teacher Meng suddenly spread her long legs obediently. Wow, I saw, I saw Teacher Meng's genitals. I bent down greedily and admired Teacher Meng's vagina without blinking. The more I looked carefully, the more I felt that Teacher Meng's vagina was the same as my mother's, even exactly the same. I kept scrambling and touching until the little cock was too hard to bear. So I climbed onto Teacher Meng's body, I, I,...
Huhuhuhuhu in his endless sexual fantasy of Teacher Meng, under the rapid rubbing of his palms, my glans sprayed white mucus again and again. I never regard my mother as the object of masturbation, and I can no longer insult my dear mother.
However, whenever I fantasize about Teacher Meng, my vagina always looks the same as my mother's vagina. After I open my eyes, I fall into deep thoughts: I have never really seen Teacher Meng's vagina. Teacher Meng, whom I fantasize about, has the fantasy of my vagina, and it is true that my mother's vagina belongs to me?
No, no, this is not possible. How can I fanciful my mother? No, absolutely not. So, I transferred the fanciful object and used Gao Hongyan, who was at the same table, as the new target of sexual venting.
I held my hard cock and fantasized about Gao Hongyan’s private parts in my mind. Wow, what kind of vagina is that?
She must not have a deep vagina as her mother. Hi, fuck, why did she think of her mother again? Bastard
No, Gao Hongyan's vagina should be like this. I used all the inspiration and imagined Gao Hongyan a narrow vagina of a minor girl according to the description in the book. And there was no sexual hair. Yes, she should be like her mother, without any sexual hair.
Oh, why did you think of your mother again? No, please give up this evil idea quickly. Think of Gao Hongyan. Yes, I only think of Gao Hongyan, not mother.
Ah, Gao Hongyan, I fantasized that I had conquered Gao Hongyan very smoothly. In my eager eyes, Gao Hongyan took off all her clothes shyly. Wow, I saw Gao Hongyan's delicate private parts, so I held the cock and pressed it on Gao Hongyan's body. My cock was deeply inserted into Gao Hongyan's vagina. I fucked, fucked
Suddenly, my whole body shivered and immediately woke up from my sexual fantasy. I felt my crotch wet. I stretched out my hand and touched it. It turned out that I had no dream again. The bottom of my underwear was filled with sticky semen.
Frequent sexual fantasies have made me sleep less and less, so I naturally can’t get up on time in the morning. Whenever I open my eyes and come back from fantasy to reality, the room is empty in the morning. I get up with great regret and look at the nocturnal emission between my legs for a long time.
I walked to my mother's bedroom to look for new underwear. Suddenly, I found a pair of dirty underwear left on my mother's bed. I quietly grabbed it. I saw a yellow stain on the bottom of my mother's underwear. I put it under my nostrils and smelled it. From the smell of smell, I seemed to have felt my mother's unique body odor. The cock that had just left the semen was ready to move again, so I tiptoed onto my mother's bed and crawled into the soft quilt.
Well, suddenly, I felt a strange feeling of dampness under my body. When I got up, I found a pool of wet marks on my mother's mattress. I leaned over to smell the smell.
Ah, this must be left behind when my mother and dad did that. I understand this. I smelled extremely choking semen. Another smell left. I need to ask. It must be flowing out of my mother's vagina, which is what the book says, so-called love juice!
Looking at the remains of my mother and father having sex on the bed sheet, I became imaginative again. The scene of peeping at my mother and father's sex in elementary school appeared in front of me again. While I looked at the stains, I looked at my mother's underwear. My mother's pink vagina filled with tender flesh appeared in my head.
I didn't know when I took out my little cock. I pushed my hard cock against the bottom of my mother's underwear and rubbed it repeatedly. While rubbing, I closed my eyes and fantasized: Mom, Mom, this is my mother's color liquid. Ah, my little cock came into contact with my mother's love liquid. Wow, my mother's love liquid is so fragrant and smooth... I seemed to have sucked white flour. In the wonderful hallucination, I was having sex with my mother. Because I was too excited, my heart was pounding wildly. Jier's body shook violently, and a pool of semen poured out from the mouth of the glans, all poured onto the bottom of my mother's underwear.
Damn, I suddenly remembered something and immediately threw away my underwear. I raised my hand and slapped myself hard: Damn guy, shameless thing, why did you think of mom again?
And, what's worse is that I fantasize about doing that kind of thing with my mother. It's really damn. Forget my mother quickly and return to reality!
So, I changed into new clothes, hurriedly carried my schoolbag, and went to school with great worries!
Why are you late again?
Teacher Meng said to me with an unhappy look, "I was thinking about how to defend myself." Teacher Meng waved to me: Hurry up, go to my office!"
I put down my schoolbag and followed Teacher Meng into her office. Whenever I walked into the teacher's office, whenever I came into contact with the teacher, a wonderful pleasure all over my body, and the little cock between my legs jumped restlessly.
Give,
I was staring at Teacher Meng's chest in a daze, and suddenly, Teacher Meng raised his head and pushed a stack of homework books in front of me: I have finished correcting these homework, you can take these homework books back to the class and send them to the classmates!
Um,
I agreed, forced myself to stop the erotic lust like a fire, picked up the homework book and walked out of the teacher's office. When I pushed open the door of the classroom, the classroom was in full swing. A stream of deafening super loud voices rushed into my ear drums like rows of strong air waves.
After the new semester begins, my mother sent me to a middle school. My mother held my hand and said to a female teacher of the same age as her: This is my son, please discipline me strictly. If he doesn't listen to you, you beat him hard!
oh,
Teacher Meng looked at me and suddenly showed a charming smile. This smile made me panic: What a beautiful child, you can see that your mother is very responsible to you and your academic performance must be very good!
Um,
The vanity mother, who was extremely vain, said proudly: Teacher Meng, my son has been ranked first in the class from the first grade of elementary school until graduation, and,
Mom said proudly: My son has been studying painting with me since he was a child. After going to school, I sent him to the Youth Palace to continue studying, and also learned calligraphy. The blackboard newspapers and publicity columns in our school were all drawn by my son.
Is that true? He has this specialty. He is really talented. OK. In the future, let him draw the blackboard newspaper in our class!
My mother chatted with Teacher Meng for a while and said goodbye to her politely. I followed Teacher Meng into the classroom with anxiety.
Teacher Meng, who is in her thirties, is in the prime of Fenghua. Although her figure is not as tall and slender as her mother, her skin is thinner and whiter than her mother.
Compared to my mother, Teacher Meng's breasts are flatter, but her waist is quite narrow. As a result, her round buttocks are extremely large and eye-catching.
What fascinated me the most were Teacher Meng’s two slender thighs. The summer vacation had just receded and the heat had not completely disappeared. Teacher Meng was wearing a light blue long skirt. When she sat in an office chair, she always lifted up the long skirt habitually. I took the opportunity to peek at Teacher Meng’s thighs, and sometimes even saw Teacher Meng’s light pink underwear. Wow, what an exciting moment was that. Teacher Meng’s two white and thin long legs, set off with extremely sexy pink underwear, made me feel passionate and rushing to my forehead.
In the class, Teacher Meng treated me differently, appointed me as the class monitor, helped her do many things, and even asked me to help her correct her classmates' Chinese homework
However, the extremely naughty students in the class who like to play pranks the most dislike me, and even showed cold contemptuous eyes, mocking me as a nerd!
They are not nerds, and their minds and energy are not used in their homework at all
As they grow older, the desire of youth fluctuates in their bodies, just like a high level of alcohol suddenly ignited. The blazing flames of lust burn them like a group of drunken drunks, doing many shocking things because they cannot control themselves.
ha,
Whenever Teacher Meng finished the class and walked out of the classroom, these little perverts stared at their tinted eyes, stuck out their tongues, and whispered: Wow, have you seen it? Our teacher’s butt is so big!
Yes, I think the teacher’s cunt must be bigger!
Yes, she still has black hair!
Hahaha,……
……
Every time at this moment, I hate these savage vulgar people who do not hide their original sexual desire at all. I don't want to hear them fantasize about the beautiful teacher Meng in a very obscene way.
These male students not only used the teacher to fantasize, but also chased and teased the female students in the class crazily.
They didn't know where they got all kinds of very vulgar nude pictures and passed them on to each other, and they repeatedly appreciated them with relish. Some bold and arrogant people even used pencil sharpeners to carve these vulgar pictures on the door panels of the toilet, and wrote a paragraph of obscene words next to them. As long as you squat into the toilet, you will appreciate an obscene picture with pictures and texts.
They also have many broken manuscript novels with yellowed paper and sour smell. The obscene words in the toilet are selected from these manuscripts
Whenever I see those poor-level but naked pictures in the toilet, my little cock will instinctively shake his head, creating all kinds of unsightly fantasies, and even stand up and push the little cock on the painting and poke it wildly.
My deskmate is a short and thin girl with her surname Gao and her name is Gao Hongyan. When I first sat beside her, she timidly leaned against the wall and tried her best to dodge me
I glanced at her, she lowered her head shyly, and I secretly peeked at her with my tint courage. A pair of watery and kind-hearted eyes were embedded on her small and delicate melon-shaped face, and two red lips were bulging on her tender white face.
Apart from that, the little girl was nothing surprising
Seeing me peeking at her constantly, Gao Hongyan looked flushed, and turned her face to the wall with embarrassment, and gave me a pair of black and shiny braids.
Humph, I thought to myself: Just your little look, what's so great about it? To be honest, I really don't want to pay attention to her
Not only am I too lazy to pay attention to her, but no boys in the class paid attention to her, as if she didn't exist at all, and even the female students didn't like her. Whenever the female students gathered together to jump ropes and play games, she always stood aside from afar and stared blankly.
When she picked up her pen to do her homework, I secretly glanced over. Wow, my eyes suddenly widened in surprise. My God, what's wrong with her hands?
Gao Hongyan, a thin girl with an extremely poor appearance, actually has a pair of hands that are extremely disappointing.
Her hands were severely twisted, her fingers were bent very human-like, and her terrible appearance seemed to have been pulled out of her tendons, while the back of her hands showed an annoying scar.
Seeing me staring at her scarred hand for a long time, Gao Hongyan stopped writing very sadly and deeply immersed her disabled hand into her very incompatible sleeves. I couldn't help but ask: How did you do your hand!
Burn, burn,
Gao Hongyan murmured: Burnt!
How did it burn?
When I was a child, my mother asked me to cook in the stove, but it rained all night outside. When the firewood was too wet when I woke up in the morning, I could not grow any longer. So I brought a gasoline barrel and poured it into the stove. I brought a match. Just as I was paddling, a high flame suddenly popped out of the stove and threw it into my hand.... As a result, it was burned like this!
Hi,
I said with striking remarks: Your mother is so good, let a child cook with fire!
……
Gao Hongyan stopped talking and slowly reached out and continued to do her homework. I really couldn't believe that I could write words even if I held the ridiculous pen.
The classroom in our class is located at the innermost end of the teaching building. The huge window is next to another building. It is the school nursery, where the teachers' children are placed. Our classroom and the nursery are across the window, and a narrow gap is formed between the classroom and the nursery.
This gap is a troublesome place in the school, and things often cause headaches for the principal.
When the new day begins, when we walk into the classroom with our schoolbags on hand, the female classmate on duty is sweeping the floor while covering her mouth and blushing her face, laughing and laughing.
What are you laughing at!
The naughty male classmate asked in confusion: Why are you laughing? Did you have a good dream last night?
hey-hey,
The female classmate pointed a broom at the big window: Go and see it yourself!
After saying that, the female classmate's face turned redder and she slipped out of the classroom without looking back. When she heard the female classmate's words, the male classmate rushed towards the large window without even having time to put down her schoolbags. Her little heads immediately stuffed the windowsills.
Immediately, there was a burst of lewd laughter from the windowsill. I couldn't squeeze in front of the windowsill, so I stood on my chair and looked out the window, through the annoying back of my head.
I saw a quilt placed in the gap. It was the quilt used by the children in the nursery during their nap. I didn't know that the guy pulled it into the gap. On the quilt full of stains, I threw several condoms that had been used and hung with yellow and turbid marks on the quilt.
What are you looking at?
Teacher Meng, who walked into the classroom with the lesson plan in his arms, shouted with great majesty: Everyone goes back to their own position!
Teacher Meng put down the lesson plan and walked to the windowsill. She quietly glanced out the window. A hint of helplessness appeared on her dignified cheeks. Two thick and black eyebrows were twisted together involuntarily, and then she closed the window to death with a snap.
All do morning self-study well!
Teacher Meng hurried out of the classroom. Within ten minutes, I heard a noise coming from the gap under the windowsill. It was Teacher Meng who reported to the principal. The principal ordered someone to sweep the quilt away and throw it into the trash can.
I sat foolishly on the wooden chair, and several yellow condoms appeared in my head for a long time. The desire of youth suddenly ignited, and my unswerable lust became restless again.
When I saw the several condoms, I remembered my mother, my body, my breasts, my private parts, and my mother’s things that my mother did between my father. When I thought of this, the little cock between my legs jumped up and down
Damn, I scolded myself hatefully: Why do you think of these evil things again? How did you assure your mom?
Do you have to repeat the same mistakes and make mistakes again?
Study your homework well, don't think about anything, put all your thoughts on your homework
Fortunately, during the day, I scolded myself and tried my best to restrain myself. However, when I was at night, the primitive impulse was like a raging fire, burning me so hard that I couldn't fall asleep. As soon as I closed my eyes, the female genitals depicted in the book appeared. Then, my little cock raised his head and became harder and harder, and it was about to break
Whenever this happens, I hold the hard little cock and rub it repeatedly. I close my eyes tightly, use Teacher Meng as the object of venting, and masturbates frequently: Ah, Teacher Meng, what a beautiful Teacher Meng, so white skin, so long thighs
Wow, Teacher Meng in my mind sat beside me with a delicate body naked. I pulled up Teacher Meng's arm and kissed her beautiful cheek affectionately. Teacher Meng also responded to my long-lasting kiss.
Then, my eyes stared at Teacher Meng's private parts, which were as bright and white as my mother's private parts, without a single hair. Wow, Teacher Meng has the same hobbies as my mother, and likes to shave the hair on her private parts.
I was dazed when Teacher Meng suddenly spread her long legs obediently. Wow, I saw, I saw Teacher Meng's genitals. I bent down greedily and admired Teacher Meng's vagina without blinking. The more I looked carefully, the more I felt that Teacher Meng's vagina was the same as my mother's, even exactly the same. I kept scrambling and touching until the little cock was too hard to bear. So I climbed onto Teacher Meng's body, I, I,...
Huhuhuhuhu in his endless sexual fantasy of Teacher Meng, under the rapid rubbing of his palms, my glans sprayed white mucus again and again. I never regard my mother as the object of masturbation, and I can no longer insult my dear mother.
However, whenever I fantasize about Teacher Meng, my vagina always looks the same as my mother's vagina. After I open my eyes, I fall into deep thoughts: I have never really seen Teacher Meng's vagina. Teacher Meng, whom I fantasize about, has the fantasy of my vagina, and it is true that my mother's vagina belongs to me?
No, no, this is not possible. How can I fanciful my mother? No, absolutely not. So, I transferred the fanciful object and used Gao Hongyan, who was at the same table, as the new target of sexual venting.
I held my hard cock and fantasized about Gao Hongyan’s private parts in my mind. Wow, what kind of vagina is that?
She must not have a deep vagina as her mother. Hi, fuck, why did she think of her mother again? Bastard
No, Gao Hongyan's vagina should be like this. I used all the inspiration and imagined Gao Hongyan a narrow vagina of a minor girl according to the description in the book. And there was no sexual hair. Yes, she should be like her mother, without any sexual hair.
Oh, why did you think of your mother again? No, please give up this evil idea quickly. Think of Gao Hongyan. Yes, I only think of Gao Hongyan, not mother.
Ah, Gao Hongyan, I fantasized that I had conquered Gao Hongyan very smoothly. In my eager eyes, Gao Hongyan took off all her clothes shyly. Wow, I saw Gao Hongyan's delicate private parts, so I held the cock and pressed it on Gao Hongyan's body. My cock was deeply inserted into Gao Hongyan's vagina. I fucked, fucked
Suddenly, my whole body shivered and immediately woke up from my sexual fantasy. I felt my crotch wet. I stretched out my hand and touched it. It turned out that I had no dream again. The bottom of my underwear was filled with sticky semen.
Frequent sexual fantasies have made me sleep less and less, so I naturally can’t get up on time in the morning. Whenever I open my eyes and come back from fantasy to reality, the room is empty in the morning. I get up with great regret and look at the nocturnal emission between my legs for a long time.
I walked to my mother's bedroom to look for new underwear. Suddenly, I found a pair of dirty underwear left on my mother's bed. I quietly grabbed it. I saw a yellow stain on the bottom of my mother's underwear. I put it under my nostrils and smelled it. From the smell of smell, I seemed to have felt my mother's unique body odor. The cock that had just left the semen was ready to move again, so I tiptoed onto my mother's bed and crawled into the soft quilt.
Well, suddenly, I felt a strange feeling of dampness under my body. When I got up, I found a pool of wet marks on my mother's mattress. I leaned over to smell the smell.
Ah, this must be left behind when my mother and dad did that. I understand this. I smelled extremely choking semen. Another smell left. I need to ask. It must be flowing out of my mother's vagina, which is what the book says, so-called love juice!
Looking at the remains of my mother and father having sex on the bed sheet, I became imaginative again. The scene of peeping at my mother and father's sex in elementary school appeared in front of me again. While I looked at the stains, I looked at my mother's underwear. My mother's pink vagina filled with tender flesh appeared in my head.
I didn't know when I took out my little cock. I pushed my hard cock against the bottom of my mother's underwear and rubbed it repeatedly. While rubbing, I closed my eyes and fantasized: Mom, Mom, this is my mother's color liquid. Ah, my little cock came into contact with my mother's love liquid. Wow, my mother's love liquid is so fragrant and smooth... I seemed to have sucked white flour. In the wonderful hallucination, I was having sex with my mother. Because I was too excited, my heart was pounding wildly. Jier's body shook violently, and a pool of semen poured out from the mouth of the glans, all poured onto the bottom of my mother's underwear.
Damn, I suddenly remembered something and immediately threw away my underwear. I raised my hand and slapped myself hard: Damn guy, shameless thing, why did you think of mom again?
And, what's worse is that I fantasize about doing that kind of thing with my mother. It's really damn. Forget my mother quickly and return to reality!
So, I changed into new clothes, hurriedly carried my schoolbag, and went to school with great worries!
Why are you late again?
Teacher Meng said to me with an unhappy look, "I was thinking about how to defend myself." Teacher Meng waved to me: Hurry up, go to my office!"
I put down my schoolbag and followed Teacher Meng into her office. Whenever I walked into the teacher's office, whenever I came into contact with the teacher, a wonderful pleasure all over my body, and the little cock between my legs jumped restlessly.
Give,
I was staring at Teacher Meng's chest in a daze, and suddenly, Teacher Meng raised his head and pushed a stack of homework books in front of me: I have finished correcting these homework, you can take these homework books back to the class and send them to the classmates!
Um,
I agreed, forced myself to stop the erotic lust like a fire, picked up the homework book and walked out of the teacher's office. When I pushed open the door of the classroom, the classroom was in full swing. A stream of deafening super loud voices rushed into my ear drums like rows of strong air waves.
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