Chapter 9

After being ravaged by Annuo's pure white cotton socks, his desire was temporarily vented

This crazy girl's series of behaviors that were beyond ordinary people made me feel more and more curious. I didn't rush to leave. I took advantage of her busy work and walked around the house.

The house is a bit like a family building in the 1990s. The living room is cramped, the bedroom is large, the walls are yellowed, and it has not been decorated. It has all the furniture and appliances, but they are all full of the characteristics of the era.

After wandering around for a while, I saw a family photo next to the TV in the living room. There were two old men sitting in the front row, and the old lady was holding a little girl of seven or eight years old in her arms. Annuo's shadow could be seen between her eyebrows. There were two middle-aged men and women and a teenager in her teenage years old standing in the back row. The younger couple should be her parents.

Annuo's mother is very beautiful, which is 70% similar to her; her father wears gold-framed glasses and looks gentle, but the similarity between the father and daughter is very small in terms of face shape and facial features.

I picked up the photo and took a closer look, because she said that her father and dad were from the same unit, and I might have seen him before.

After looking at it for a while, I had no impression at all, but suddenly I realized that when I saw my father and Annuo go shopping, didn’t my father say that he was going to her house to discuss the college entrance examination with her parents?

Why do you hear what she said just now? Her parents seem to have passed away

If she said it was true, then dad must have said lies

Dad is so hiding, there must be something weird

Could it be her client?

Wow, if that is the case, wouldn’t my dad and I have been in the same girl?

For some reason, a strong sense of jealousy actually arises in my heart

Just when I was immersed, Annuo walked out of the room. She had put on her shoes, but she was barefoot and didn't wear socks. I thought she had already cleaned up. She must have felt very uncomfortable when she stepped on a thick sperm into her shoes.

I quickly put down the photo, pretended to be fine, laughed dryly, and said nothing to say: Have you finished your homework?

The little witch ignored me and opened the door directly, then turned around and looked at me, as if she wanted to ask me to leave. I asked knowingly: What does it mean?

Do you want to spend the night here?

Actually, I don't want to leave. Although she stepped out with her cotton socks, she still felt unsatisfied.

But seeing her like this, she didn't want to keep playing, so there was no need to make fun of herself.

When I picked up my schoolbag and stepped out of the door, I couldn't help but turn around and asked: Are you living here alone?

Annuo blinked his big eyes and looked at me without answering

I said a few words and prepared to leave, but after taking two steps, I turned back again, and grinned: Didn’t you say last time that you want to have a sleep with me? When?

The little witch smiled slightly: You lie to you, take it seriously

No, you guys... I'm anxious: Why don't you keep your word?

I've never said I've kept my word

OK, I met someone thicker than me

After taking two steps, hesitating for a moment, he turned around three times, and hesitated: Then... Then you can offer a price

I know I'm sorry for Lu Yiyi to do this, but I was like being hit by the point and had an unreasonable impulse towards her.

The price is too high, you can't afford it. Annuo said lightly

How do you know I can't afford it? Let me tell you how much it costs first

It has nothing to do with money

What does that have to do with it?

emotion

emotion?

If you want to sleep with me, you have to be my boyfriend. She leaned against the door frame and looked at me with a smile.

I was stunned and couldn't help but laugh: Are you kidding? What's the relationship between us? Let's talk about money

She always speaks falsely and has no logic at all. She can't tell which sentence is true. That sentence is false. Maybe she really likes me and is pursuing me with an alternative means?

To be honest, I also like her a cute little girl like a doll, who doesn't like it? But her mysterious behavior logic is really creepy

If you want to sleep with me, you must be prepared to be responsible for me, otherwise you will be exempted from a talk

The little witch looked down at her toes. Although her voice was light, her tone was very firm, not like she was watching a joke.

What trick are you doing? I smiled bitterly: Can you stop playing with me?

She leaned against the door with her hands behind her back, raised her head and smiled: Okay, I won’t play with you anymore, but I haven’t thought about the conditions yet, you can owe it first, and then talk about it when I think about it

Let's just talk about money and don't understand the conditions. I'm not sure

With a bang, before I could finish speaking, she closed the door hard and I was stunned for a while, and went home with a wry smile

In the next half month, the little witch did not come to bother me again. In addition, the study task was heavy, so I gradually forgot her.

Mom often teases her dad, but it can be seen that the relationship between them has obviously eased a lot.

In order to reassure my dad, my mother even replaced the hot waves again. She still had a flat surface at work on weekdays.

But I always feel that my dad is not really jealous of my mom. Even I know that my mom cannot cheat. The couple has known each other for so many years, how could they not understand?

Maybe my dad's anger is just a middle-aged person who is depressed and unsuccessful, but helpless

Anyway, the middle-aged men in their unit are like this. Compared with my mother's beautiful scenery and high spirits, they are simply scrambling to live.

Dad is pretty good, at least he hasn't started losing his hair yet. Several colleagues who are about the same age as him are already half bald

That night, my dad and mom had social engagements, but my sister didn't come back at school, so I was the only one at home

I ate some food casually, and when there was no one at home, I originally planned to play games and relax, but I received a text message, which was sent by my mother, with a detailed address inside, asking me to pick her up at 9:30

My mother is usually busy with social engagements, so it is considered a winery scene

It's just that occasionally I feel unwell and use me as a tool to escape from my shell. It's not the first time I'm using it.

There is no way, wait until the time is over, change your clothes and leave your home to your destination, Qiangui KTV

When I arrived at the door, I followed what my mother taught me, called her, and then she answered it. She pretended to ask me where I was. When I said that, she asked me to come up.

When entering the private room, a young man and woman were hugging each other and singing to death, they all had to love each other. There were about a dozen other people gathered around the table to spread dice and drink beer.

When my mother saw me coming in, she hurriedly got up. Maybe she was drinking a little too much, but she got up hard and almost fell down after shaking her body.

A man next to him reached out to help him. His mother thanked him, pushed him away, and waved to me.

I hurried over to hold her arm, and the man stood up and said with a smile: I left so early Ah

There is something happening at home, so I have to leave first. You guys play slowly. My mother's voice is a little vague. She seems to be drinking a lot. No wonder she wants me to save the situation.

What's the matter? Let's talk about it later

Of course it was a big deal. My son was anxious to come to me. As my mother said, she picked up her bag and walked out of the rest area.

Only then did I notice that the man who was talking was his mother's old classmate. What a bullshit Mr. Chen. Another middle-aged man sitting on the sofa also looked familiar, as if he was his mother's boss, Mr. Li.

After mom politely with everyone, she held my arm and walked out. As soon as she left the box, she felt like she was disbanding. Half of her body leaned against my shoulder, and walked slew out, as if she was stepping on cotton.

Son... Why did you come? I... Mom took a few deep breaths, calmed down, and said: If you want to come later, I will be really poured by them.

My mother was wearing a gray bright gray professional suit and narrow skirt, black velvet panties and stockings, and black bright leather pointed toe and thin heels. She was very sexy. The unique fragrance on her body was smothered by alcohol, and it was warm and swelling. In addition, her face was close to me. The burning breath when she spoke rushed to my ears, making me itchy. The taboo desire pressed into my heart gradually rose.

I gently slapped the cheek twice with my hand, and then pretended to be calm and said: Didn’t this come on time according to the time you gave me?

After a pause, he asked: Mom, aren't you claiming to be a huge amount? How much have you drunk, and you can't even walk steadily

I signed a big order today, the boss... I treat you... My mother hiccupped, retching, and almost vomited

I hurriedly said: Oh, ah, don't vomit, don't vomit first. If you vomit here, I have to apologize to others.

My mother reached out to pat the back of my head, and I lowered my head. I saw that the two buttons on the top of her shirt were unbuttoned, the collar was wide open, and the white and tender breasts were squeezed together. I pushed up the clothes high, revealing a sexy and seductive cleavage.

Because of the posture, my right breast is on my arm, and I can feel the softness and elasticity of my breasts through my clothes.

I was afraid that I could not control myself, and I wanted to watch it but didn't dare to watch it anymore. I quickly helped my mother leave the KTV and stopped a rental car

But after I went out, I was blown by the wind and the alcohol came up. After getting on the bus, my mother seemed to have been covered with ten fragrant soft tendons, leaning on me softly and weakly. Her long hair was folded down, and her hair was emitting strands of hair twitched my neck, making my heart feel numb and itchy

Although I knew it wasn't right, I couldn't help but glance down. The beautiful black stockings under the gray skirt were so sexy. If she weren't my mother, I think I would really be unable to help but touch it.

Somehow, I remembered the plot in Xiao Huangwen again. The drunk mother was sneaked by her son, then she took off her clothes one by one, lay between her mother's legs, stretched out her tongue to lick her vagina until the honey juice overflowed, and secretly stuffed her hard cock into it...

Just when I was uncontrollably thinking, my mother suddenly murmured like a dream: Son, what should I do with you?

I was shocked, as if I was caught doing something bad when I was a child. I quickly clamped my legs and tried to hide my erect cock as much as possible.

I...what happened to me? I asked a little aggrievedly

Mom reached out to pinch my nose and hummed: You are naughty, you... are disobedient

No, why am I disobedient? I was studying hard at home. If you send a message, I will pick you up immediately. I...

Halfway through the words, my mother slapped me on the face and muttered: Are you obedient? You are talking back!

Okay! Now it's useless to say anything, any sweet words seem so pale and powerless in the face of absolute force

After getting off the taxi, I put my bag on my arm and helped my mother walk home

After entering the door, she didn't bother to change her shoes and helped her to the bedroom. Because she was so drunk that she fell on the bed.

Before my dad came home, I stood by the bed and wiped my sweat. Looking at my mother lying on the bed, I didn't know what to do

I saw my mother's long black hair scattered on the bed, her cheeks flushed and her red lips slightly opened. At some point, the buttons of the top and suit also collapsed, her chest was wide open, her shirt was messy, revealing her snow-white and slender neck; her breasts seemed to be ungravated, even if she lay flat, she was so round and perky, full as a melon, and she fell with her breathing; her pointed and thin black high heels were still worn on her feet, her black legs under the gray narrow skirt were tightly closed and curled inward, her calf curved, and her tight black silk pantyhose exposed the flesh-colored skin below, which was indescribable.

I felt my mouth dry and swallowed involuntarily. I stared at my mother who was drunk on the bed for a moment. Suddenly I remembered that the person who was drinking would be thirsty. I quickly turned around and poured a glass of hot water and placed it beside the bed.

Then I stared at the black high heels on my mother's feet for a long time. I felt itchy, but I just didn't dare to get started. When my mother was drunk, I could take advantage of it. Now I have some mental obstacles.

After hesitating for a while, a sound suddenly popped up in my mind. Going to bed without taking off your shoes will make the bed sheet dirty. I know this is just an excuse, but it has indeed relieved my psychological pressure.

I leaned over and carefully held up my mother's beautiful feet, muttering, "Don't dirty the bed," and gently took off my high heels."

Looking at the round and cute stockings, she was hesitating whether to sneak around, but my mother suddenly sat up and grabbed my ears, which hurt me. Oops, and my heart was chilling. I thought my mother was fishing and law enforcement, deliberately pretending to be drunk and set up a condom to frame me, but she saw her shaking, her eyes were blurred, obviously not pretending

What do you... want to do? Mom squinted her eyes and her head kept shaking left and right

I quickly explained: I... I'll take off my shoes for you. Ah, you can't sleep in your shoes. Oh... it hurts!

Before I finished speaking, my mother pulled my ear and fell back, and I fell on the bed together.

My mother and I were almost sticking together, and the alcohol mixed with fragrance made me become more and more confused.

Mom still grabbed my ears, her eyes were almost slit in a daze, and she smiled with a confused expression: Don't...I don't think I know what you are...I'm sick

I don't know if my mother is really drunk or pretending, but her ears hurt so I struggled to beg for mercy: OK, okay, I'm sick, if I'm sick, please let go first...Oh... Let go Ah

My mother twisted harder and harder, her starry eyes were blurred, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: What did you... steal me... and steal stockings?

I didn't do anything, I did nothing!

You... treat your mom...mom...Ah? What do those novels... hidden in your phone... mean?

I felt a roar in my heart and suddenly remembered. There were a bunch of little yellow articles on my phone, including many mother and son articles. I forgot to delete them after reading them. I must have been discovered by my mother.

You say... say... tell me, are you... Oedipus? Yes... don't... like me wearing stockings?

I was shocked and a little amused. I really dare to say anything after drinking too much. I usually ask all the questions in my heart.

I...is a bit, but not just like you wearing stockings, but I also like other beauties wearing stockings.

Anyway, she may not remember it if she wakes up tomorrow, so she just let it go. Anyway, she has been in her heart for a long time and is a little depressed.

Mom let go of my ear, slapped at my face, and shouted: I am your mother! You are a hooligan to your mother, what do you... want to do?

I just think about it, when did I behaved like a hooligan to you? Ah Wave!

Before he finished speaking, he was slapped in the face again

Talking back!

No, I...

Bang! Tell me again

I shut up and dare not say anything again

After a while of silence, my mother suddenly hugged my head, sighed a long time ago, and said sadly: Son, Mom... should I take you... what should I do if I take you? I was so cute... so... so good... so good... how could I become a pervert?

My face was tightly pressed against my mother's neck, enjoying the tenderness and smoothness of jade, and my nose was filled with the rich fragrance unique to mature women. It was like musk, not musk, and it was extremely seductive.

The lower body gradually expanded, but I didn't dare to let my mother notice it, so I could only try my best to arch my butt back, almost turning into a shrimp-shaped shape

Mom rubbed my hair and muttered like a dream: You men... why are you always staring at other people's stockings... They are all stinky hooligans... You are so lustful at such a young age, just like your dad

I thought to myself, then you wear it so sexy all day long, don't you wear it

After mom mumbled for a while, the sound disappeared, and the breath gradually became heavier, probably falling asleep

But I was still hugged by her head, it was so comfortable and uncomfortable

I shouted a few times, but there was no response, trying to break free from my mother's arms, but suddenly a beautiful black stockings fell on my thighs, and my hug became tighter

My heart felt tingling, pounding, my body was hot, and my hard swelling was

After struggling for a long time, reason finally overcame desire. He spread his mother's arm away and was about to sit up. Unexpectedly, his mother's arm came over again, and his face was pressed over. It seemed that she treated me as a pillow.

Mom's sexy red lips slightly opened, moist lips and round lips, like magnets, deeply attracted me

I kept reminding myself in my heart that it was okay, but my mouth seemed to be summoned. I couldn't help but lean over and kissed my mother's lips gently. The numbness like an electric shock spread throughout my body in an instant

I didn't have time to taste it, so I quickly moved my mouth away, but I saw my mother stretching out her pink tongue and licking her lips lightly, as if she was savoring the kiss just now

My mind exploded and I thought, I've already kissed me anyway, so it doesn't matter if I kissed me again.

I made an excuse for myself, kissed me again, and then immediately retreated, gasping for breath

Mom's lips are sweet and soft, and she never felt comfortable before

I felt like I was addicted. Although I kept reminding myself in my heart that I could not kiss again and again, but my mouth was uncontrollably. This time I did not retreat immediately, but kissed me with a wet kiss on my sexy red lips.

My mother made a moan like a dream, which scared my back numb. Just as she was about to retreat, my mother actually stretched out her tongue and licked my lips.

I can't bear this stimulation. It's impolite to come without going. I quickly stuck out my tongue and got entangled with it.

My mind was blank, but reason told me that I should not go too far. If my mother noticed it, she would be dead. But her hand was placed on my mother's black stockings and gently stroked it. The smooth and smooth touch was endless.

After kissing and touching for a long time, I felt that my heart had gradually fallen into it, and finally gave up struggling. Thinking that it had reached this point, it would definitely not work to hold it in.

I reached out and took off my pants and put out my already hard cock. After hesitating for a long time, I was sure that my mother had no sign of waking up. Then I thrust my waist tremblingly and pressed my cock against my mother's thighs.

The moment my glans touched the beautiful legs in stockings, I trembled all over. If I hadn't kept my breathing, I would have almost ejaculated.

The firm cock rubbed gently against the beautiful black stockings, making a slight rustling sound. Through the velvet pantyhose, I felt the tenderness and tenderness of my skin. Whether it was psychological or physiological comfort, it quickly reached its peak.

After rubbing for a while, I felt like I was about to ejaculate. A thought suddenly flashed through my mind, is my mother a white tiger?

Since the shocking glance that day, this question has been hidden in my mind for a long time. Now is a great time to answer questions and solve problems.

But, reason told me again, this is a bit too much

Immediately afterwards, another voice said, it was already too much, maybe this opportunity in this life is just a look, and I don't do anything else

After struggling for a long time, my desire defeated reason. I gently pushed my mother's arm away, sat up, then knelt on the edge of her legs, reached out to touch her chest, tried to calm down my breathing, and kept reminding myself in my heart, just look, just look

I stared at my mother's drunken face and made sure she wouldn't wake up. Then I put my hand tremblingly on her thighs and carefully pushed the gray professional skirt up. It piled it at the base of my thighs. My mother's private parts wrapped in black velvet pantyhose were completely exposed in front of me.

My breathing became more and more rapid. After looking at it for a while, I reached out to grab the edge of my pantyhose, and the black lace-edged underwear, faded down little by little, like peeling an egg shell, and my white and smooth skin was exposed to me little by little

My mother did not struggle and resist. When the pantyhose and underwear were removed to the bend of her legs, the private parts of my mother's legs were completely exposed in front of me. The high raised mons pubis was white and tender, like a big white steamed bun just out of the cage; a thin slit in the middle was sunk inward, and the surroundings were clean without a single pubic hair; the most peculiar thing was that the labia majora was very small, almost not outward, hidden at the mouth of the vagina, as smooth and cute as a young girl.

Mom is indeed a white tiger, and she has the legendary steamed bun pussy

My eyes were straight, as if I had asthma, and my breathing became more and more rapid. I even suddenly realized why my dad often jealous of my mother. If I marry a beauty like my mom as my wife, I would look closely and not let her contact with any man.

I wanted to touch my mother's pussy, but my hand reached halfway and shrank it back. Reason told me that today was already too much. After all, she is my mother. If she doesn't stop, she may not be able to stop the car.

Patience is a painful thing. Although it is uncomfortable, I don't want to hurt my mother.

I stared at the mysterious slit in the center of my mother's mons pubis, holding the firm cock in my right hand, stroking it quickly, trying to vent it quickly, but I thought to myself, Mom, Zheng Yiyun, I will definitely fuck you in the next life.

Just as I was about to launch, the sound of the door closing suddenly came, which scared my scalp so much that I quickly put on my mother's pantyhose and tidyed up her shirt.

My dad pushed the bedroom away and walked in. When he saw me standing by the bed, he couldn't help but be stunned. He glanced at his mother lying on the bed and asked: What's going on?

My heart was about to jump out, but I still pretended to be calm and said with a smile: My mother has drunk too much. Just after she came back, I poured her a glass of water.

My dad gradually frowned and muttered: I'm drinking again, I'm having an endless social engagement all day long, you go back to the house to do your homework

I was driven out by my dad and returned to my bedroom. I was breathing heavily. I recalled the scenes just now. It was really dangerous.

If my dad saw me molesting my mom, it would probably be impossible to get rid of it by getting a few slaps.

Lying on the bed at night and tossed and turned, my mind was full of my mother's white tiger steamed bun pussy. I ejaculated several times, but my dick just couldn't soften and kept tossing until dawn

When I was having dinner in the morning, my mother frowned and shouted that she was having a headache. I felt a little guilty and didn't dare to look at her

Before going to school, my mother called me

I saw her look weird, and I finished talking. It must be the case that happened last night.

But my mother stopped talking and asked for a long time: Is your birthday almost? Do you spend it at home or out?

I turned around in my mind, thinking that my mother might have some impression of what she said last night, but after I woke up, I wanted to ask, "I'm embarrassed to ask."

As for what happened after falling asleep, I probably don't know

After a little relieved, I said, "Just live at home, and then I hurried to school."

In the next two days, I followed the demon. I masturbated several times but failed to extinguish the desire in my heart. I thought about asking Lu Yiyi for help.

But I followed her and pestered her to let me fuck her, but she proudly told me that my aunt was coming and made me angry. In the end, there was nothing I could do, so I could only call the little witch and make an appointment with her.

On Sunday afternoon, I found an excuse to sneak out of my house and came to the agreed location, a cold drink shop

When I saw Annuo, my eyes lit up. She actually changed her dressing style. The cool street style turned into a candy girlish style. A pink jacket, a light blue pleated skirt, a milky white pantyhose, a small black leather shoes. Even the wild dreadlocks were spread out and tied with a pair of ponytails. The puffy air bangs on the forehead and a kitten hairpin on the head. She looked very well-behaved and cute.

I looked her up and down carefully, and my heart was throbbing. Although it was also a girlish style, compared with Lu Yiyi, it gave people a completely different feeling.

I have to say that she is such a versatile little witch. She can play different tricks every time, making people feel itchy.

I sat down opposite her and saw her lowered her head and drinking milk tea with a straw in her mouth. She was as obedient as a little sister. It was difficult to connect with her illogical behaviors.

You're dressing up today...what is Ah

She looked up at me: Are you cute?

I laughed and said: Cute is just a bit weird

Annuo rolled his eyes and asked: Why did you ask me out for something? Still want this? As he said that, he reached out to masturbate.

I quickly looked back and saw that no one was paying attention, so I couldn't laugh and cry: You just talk, can you lose some body language, you are a little girl's family? You speak so directly, which makes me feel a little embarrassed

He paused, lowered his voice and asked: Is it still the last topic? How much does it cost to go directly to home base?

I don't want money

I really don't know what she is doing, so I scratched my head: You have to make a condition, if you don't say the right thing, I'm not sure.

I said I haven't thought about it yet. You can owe it first and wait until I think about it before talking.

I looked at her suspiciously, thinking that there must be something wrong with it. If I don't explain it clearly, I might want me to do in the future

After hesitating for a long time, he stretched out his two fingers and said: Let's do this, two thousand yuan, how about it? I've inquired about the market. This price is more than enough to find a beautiful lady here.

She lowered her head and said lightly: I don't care

Money Ah Wave! Isn’t you coming out to make aid for money?

She raised her head and raised her eyebrows and said: OK, that's 20,000

I opened my mouth in shock: You are a lion talking! Are you a princess or a queen?

Annuo smiled: Look, I raised the price, you can't afford it

I couldn't figure out whether she was deliberately playing tricks on me or what, so I thought for a while and gritted my teeth and asked: What about my dad? What is his price?

Annuo was stunned when he heard this: Your dad?

To Ah, the last time I saw you and my dad go shopping with you, don't tell me, my dad is not your client, Ah

She stared at me, as if thinking about something, and after a long time, she nodded: Yes, your dad is my customer, but his price is higher, you can't afford it

This is confirmed now. My dad really came out to hook up with the little girl, but I couldn't condemn him morally. After all, I also came out to find a friend with my girlfriend on my back.

Your price is just a joke

I suddenly felt that what she did was not for money, but just wanted to attract me to the trap

But what she wanted to do was confused

Annuo bit the straw and muttered: Anyway, the conditions have been opened, it is your business to agree or not.

I don't want to be led by her all the time, but I'm really itchy. Her outfit is really too tempting, like a sweet butter cake, especially those white silk girl's beautiful legs, which are rare in life. I really want to touch Ah

Or what would it feel like if she was ravaged by her white little feet stepping on her cock?

I gritted my teeth and said: Then I won’t go to home plate, it’s still the same as before, this is OK

as you like

Annuo looked indifferent and lowered his head and drank milk tea.

Just as I was about to speak, a strange thing suddenly broke out between my legs. I looked down and looked at her. I wondered when her right foot had taken off her shoes. The small and cute little white feet stretched directly from the opposite side of the table between my legs, and gently stepped on the cock through her pants.

I instantly held my breath and looked back. Fortunately, we were sitting in a more distant place and there were no one in the store.

I wanted to stop, but my penis gradually became erect. In public, such a bold behavior is really psychologically exciting.

Annuo was like nothing, holding his cheek with his hands, holding a straw, drinking milk tea, no one could have imagined that this innocent and cute little girl was under the table, placing her white little feet on my cock, rubbing her, sometimes lightly, sometimes fiddling with her toes. The comfortable feeling was so lifeless

Just as I closed my eyes and enjoyed it, I suddenly felt something strange. I turned my head and looked at us. Not far away, a waitress in her twenties was flushed, her eyes widened, and she looked at us in surprise.

It was obvious that she saw the small movements under the table, but she didn't say anything. Seeing me turning my head and looking at me, she quickly lowered her head to clean up the table.

The young lady was fair and beautiful. For some reason, when she saw this shameful scene, she not only didn't feel nervous, but she felt very exciting. She seemed to be deliberately doing it for her. She actually reached out and grabbed Annuo's white silk feet and kneaded them hard.

The young lady's cheeks were red, she turned around and went back to the bar

Under the dual stimulation of physiology and psychology, I quickly couldn't do it anymore and couldn't just ejaculate in my crotch. I hurriedly said: OK, let's go back to your house.

Annuo shrank his white silk feet back, put on his shoes, got up and walked out

I followed her. When I left the store, I couldn't help but look back. The young lady was lying in the ear of another waitress and whispering something. She accidentally collided with my eyes. Her face turned red and she turned her body aside in panic.