At noon, I couldn't resist my desire and secretly went to the men's bathroom to have a love affair with my boyfriend.
During class in the afternoon, Xia Yao felt like she was weak all over when she thought of this.
Everyone came to school to study hard, but she took off her underwear at school, held the toilet tank and pressed down her waist, and asked her boyfriend to pull off her pants and use her big cock to get her from behind.
……
Her legs were still very sticky, and the numbness caused by friction made her unable to help but want to pinch her legs.
Xia Yao found that she really liked to get closer to him little by little, and she also liked that her body was needed by him in this way.
When he was having sex with her, his breath became more and more messy and out of control, she seemed to be able to see the presence she left in his mind.
School was about to end in the afternoon, and the class teacher came to the classroom to notify him, saying that the school would start holding a summer sports meeting next week. I hope that all students can sign up enthusiastically. If you are interested, go to the sports committee member or class monitor to register.
Immediately, someone started talking to Zhou Ye and asked him which items he planned to sign up for.
It is well known that Zhou Ye has strong athletic ability. He was discovered by professionals when he was a child. Even now, his family invites him famous coaches who have retired from the national team.
Those are just cultivated for him as his interests and hobbies, and they do not require him to achieve anything. His excellence is not that he is particularly outstanding in one aspect, but that he gives people the feeling that everything is very balanced.
He has a calm personality, knowledgeable, has a big heart, loves sports, and ordinary families cannot cultivate people like him. Because of various factors, parents can always have boundaries in the things that their children can come into contact with.
It is the kind of unrestrainedness that others can’t see, which makes him.
It is her squad leader, Zhou Ye.
While listening to the teacher's speech, Xia Yao was writing the Chinese topic with her pen. After a line of analysis, she carefully wrote his name in the blank space next to her.
Just looking at these two words, her heart beat would subtly accelerate.
It has nothing to do with sexual desire, just because I thought of him.
……………………
The lights in the living room were not particularly bright. The grandparents and grandchildren were sitting at the dining table and eating. The TV next to them was turned off early, and the room was quiet everywhere.
The old man with a little white hair will go to bed at around 8 o'clock in the evening, and she has always been cooperating with this aging schedule.
After dinner, she went to pack up the bowls and prepared to accompany her grandma for a walk on a daily basis, and then went home to take a shower and go to bed. But after just ten minutes of leaving, her grandma received a call.
What?Seeing red?OK OK OK Don't worry, I'll come here now!
After hanging up the phone, my grandmother hurriedly pulled her home, packed up a large bag of things, and said to her with an anxious look before leaving:
Your mother's fetus is unstable, so I will go to the hospital to take care of her first, go to bed early tonight, and don't be late to school tomorrow.
Uh-huh.The girl nodded and watched her grandmother go out.
Grandma didn't go home for a week, but just called her and told her where the family had put the money out and asked her to go out to eat by herself.
After that, the stepmother's fetus was always unstable and she had to go to the hospital every now and then. Her grandmother often disappeared. She focused all her attention on the stepmother's belly.
She was actually not used to being in high school after just entering high school and was out of the familiar environment in junior high school.
My best friend in junior high school moved to a city and lived in it, and the people in the new class didn't know each other at all. Unfamiliar faces floated in front of her eyes. They were very familiar with each other, making her completely unaware of how to say hello.
When she was sitting alone at home at night, she always felt that every room became empty and silent, without any humanity. When she was doing her homework, she couldn't help but get goose bumps on her neck as she wrote.
It seemed a little cold inside the room.
All the things I wanted to say when I was walking with my grandma was written into her diary before going to bed.
Someone bullied her in the school. Yesterday, several girls who didn't know suddenly blocked her and said they were unhappy with her. They pulled her hair and slapped her in the face.
She started to shed tears as she wrote, and the book was full of uneven wrinkles.
On the day she was beaten, she wrote in her diary: Tomorrow, all the boys must be allowed to go away, and if they come again, they must hit them with stones.
But the day after being beaten, she wrote another sentence in her diary.
If she is beaten next time, she will complain to the squad leader.
She carefully pasted the leaf in her diary with transparent tape, then laid her face on her arms, her shoes pointed to the floor, and her calf swayed gently under the table.
The orange-yellow sunset outside the house scattered all over the ground, the curtains were blown lightly by the wind, and the room was quiet.
She buried her face completely in her arms, and suddenly she felt a little sore and numb.
……
I don’t know how good the squad leader is.
During class in the afternoon, Xia Yao felt like she was weak all over when she thought of this.
Everyone came to school to study hard, but she took off her underwear at school, held the toilet tank and pressed down her waist, and asked her boyfriend to pull off her pants and use her big cock to get her from behind.
……
Her legs were still very sticky, and the numbness caused by friction made her unable to help but want to pinch her legs.
Xia Yao found that she really liked to get closer to him little by little, and she also liked that her body was needed by him in this way.
When he was having sex with her, his breath became more and more messy and out of control, she seemed to be able to see the presence she left in his mind.
School was about to end in the afternoon, and the class teacher came to the classroom to notify him, saying that the school would start holding a summer sports meeting next week. I hope that all students can sign up enthusiastically. If you are interested, go to the sports committee member or class monitor to register.
Immediately, someone started talking to Zhou Ye and asked him which items he planned to sign up for.
It is well known that Zhou Ye has strong athletic ability. He was discovered by professionals when he was a child. Even now, his family invites him famous coaches who have retired from the national team.
Those are just cultivated for him as his interests and hobbies, and they do not require him to achieve anything. His excellence is not that he is particularly outstanding in one aspect, but that he gives people the feeling that everything is very balanced.
He has a calm personality, knowledgeable, has a big heart, loves sports, and ordinary families cannot cultivate people like him. Because of various factors, parents can always have boundaries in the things that their children can come into contact with.
It is the kind of unrestrainedness that others can’t see, which makes him.
It is her squad leader, Zhou Ye.
While listening to the teacher's speech, Xia Yao was writing the Chinese topic with her pen. After a line of analysis, she carefully wrote his name in the blank space next to her.
Just looking at these two words, her heart beat would subtly accelerate.
It has nothing to do with sexual desire, just because I thought of him.
……………………
The lights in the living room were not particularly bright. The grandparents and grandchildren were sitting at the dining table and eating. The TV next to them was turned off early, and the room was quiet everywhere.
The old man with a little white hair will go to bed at around 8 o'clock in the evening, and she has always been cooperating with this aging schedule.
After dinner, she went to pack up the bowls and prepared to accompany her grandma for a walk on a daily basis, and then went home to take a shower and go to bed. But after just ten minutes of leaving, her grandma received a call.
What?Seeing red?OK OK OK Don't worry, I'll come here now!
After hanging up the phone, my grandmother hurriedly pulled her home, packed up a large bag of things, and said to her with an anxious look before leaving:
Your mother's fetus is unstable, so I will go to the hospital to take care of her first, go to bed early tonight, and don't be late to school tomorrow.
Uh-huh.The girl nodded and watched her grandmother go out.
Grandma didn't go home for a week, but just called her and told her where the family had put the money out and asked her to go out to eat by herself.
After that, the stepmother's fetus was always unstable and she had to go to the hospital every now and then. Her grandmother often disappeared. She focused all her attention on the stepmother's belly.
She was actually not used to being in high school after just entering high school and was out of the familiar environment in junior high school.
My best friend in junior high school moved to a city and lived in it, and the people in the new class didn't know each other at all. Unfamiliar faces floated in front of her eyes. They were very familiar with each other, making her completely unaware of how to say hello.
When she was sitting alone at home at night, she always felt that every room became empty and silent, without any humanity. When she was doing her homework, she couldn't help but get goose bumps on her neck as she wrote.
It seemed a little cold inside the room.
All the things I wanted to say when I was walking with my grandma was written into her diary before going to bed.
Someone bullied her in the school. Yesterday, several girls who didn't know suddenly blocked her and said they were unhappy with her. They pulled her hair and slapped her in the face.
She started to shed tears as she wrote, and the book was full of uneven wrinkles.
On the day she was beaten, she wrote in her diary: Tomorrow, all the boys must be allowed to go away, and if they come again, they must hit them with stones.
But the day after being beaten, she wrote another sentence in her diary.
If she is beaten next time, she will complain to the squad leader.
She carefully pasted the leaf in her diary with transparent tape, then laid her face on her arms, her shoes pointed to the floor, and her calf swayed gently under the table.
The orange-yellow sunset outside the house scattered all over the ground, the curtains were blown lightly by the wind, and the room was quiet.
She buried her face completely in her arms, and suddenly she felt a little sore and numb.
……
I don’t know how good the squad leader is.
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