Chapter 71 Spring Dream

The bright light in the morning pierced the window glass like a sharp blade and projected onto the gray sheets.

The alarm clock kept jingling, and the people on the bed moved, then stretched out a hand with clear joints and pressed the alarm clock.

Zhou Ye sat up with the bed sheet, his eyes still a little unopened. His hair was erect and his whole body was still stuck in a dream.

Since sending her that night, his high school life has completely deviated from expectations and is no longer under control.

After that day, it rained for a while and the physical education class was revised for self-study, so the teacher did not ask for practice in this area.

He could not find a way to contact her in reality, but all of those things were fed back into his dream.

Just like the beautiful and erotic dream he had last night, the two of them stayed in the dusk classroom for no reason. He sat on a chair in the empty classroom, and she took the initiative to hold his wrist and stuck to him with his fingers.

She pulled his pants down and gave him a blowjob for a while, then took off her panties and sat down according to his hard cock.

When he inserted it, he heard her moaning excitedly and unbearable, and his slender wrists wrapped around his neck, rubbing and thrusting quickly on him.

Her pussy tightly clamped his genitals, and she forced him to do it. She couldn't move it all the time, and even her fingers were forced to hold them with her hands.

She lowered her head and blocked his lips. The moist and soft feeling on his lips made him feel weird. It was as soft and wet as her flesh hole.

Zhou Ye felt very ashamed and didn't know what to do. He was not familiar with her at all, but she slept in an empty classroom.

The crisp sound of birds singing outside the window could be heard in the room. The boy raised his hand and pressed his face, savoring the last bit of real touch left in the spring dream again and again.

It was obvious that he was full of desire for her in reality, but in his dream, she became like a person who was dissatisfied with desire, pestering him to have sex regardless of time and place.

Zhou Ye reached out and pulled open the quilt and saw that the piece of his pants was wet.

The genitals in the morning erection were still lifted up vigorously, close to his lower abdomen, and the sticky milky white semen was left last night, staining the sheets and sheets that had just been changed this week.

damn it.

He suppressed his strong dissatisfaction with his body, took off the bed sheet and threw it into the laundry basket, and went directly to the bathroom to take a shower.

During morning self-study time, the teacher has not come to the classroom to check the job, and most of the students in the class have not arrived yet.

Zhou Ye leaned on the chair, flipping through the book absent-mindedly. He looked up at the position in front, which was empty and anxious. It seemed that only when he saw her coming could the empty and anxious heart land.

Compared to Xia Yao in the class who has nothing to do with him, he still prefers the enthusiastic and bold her in his dream yesterday.

Perhaps what he likes is the type that is proactive, so he dreams of such a picture in his dream.

Zhou Ye’s thoughts were a little confused. At this time, a male classmate reached out from behind and patted his shoulder and whispered: Class monitor, class monitor.

how?

He looked back and found that two or three boys gathered at the back table at some point.

After seeing Zhou Ye turn around, the boy who poked him handed out the headphones in his hand.

Last night, Ouyang saw a film where the heroine has a very good figure. Do you want to appreciate it?

The boy called Ouyang is a little embarrassed. The squad leader is not interested in these things. Just take a look at them privately. Don’t call people everywhere!

Zhou Ye was not interested in it normally, but this time his eyes stopped on the headphones handed over by the other party. Then he looked up at the boys and asked a slightly frivolous question.

Is she beautiful?

You can tell if you look!

The other party directly clamped his phone into the textbook and handed it over to Zhou Ye. The rest was staring at the surroundings to prevent a girl from suddenly curious about coming to see.

Zhou Ye hung up his headphones and watched it. The progress bar was not long. It was a video of two people having sex on the overpass in the middle of the night.

The girl stood on the railing. The boy took off a piece of pants from behind, hugged her waist and pushed hard. When he thrust, he felt different depths and fucked the girl so hard that her thighs were spasms, moaning like crying.

The vehicles below were still flowing constantly, driving towards the overpass. There was no one nearby, only the dim street lights were flashing intermittently.

The boy hugged her waist and rubbed her clitoris in front of her fingers. I don’t know if it was too stimulating, but the back hit it faster and faster. They quickly finished this shot.

After ejaculation, the boy put on his pants, put down the girl's skirt with his other hand, then slapped her hard on the butt, then rubbed her hard and rubbed her hard.

She had no idea of ​​resisting at all. She pulled down her clothes with weak legs and hid the pair of breasts that were pinched by the boy with red finger marks.

The video was only three or four minutes. Before I could ask Zhou Ye’s thoughts after watching it, a classmate hurriedly said: The teacher is here.

Everyone quickly returned to their seats, pretending to be serious on the surface, while Zhou Ye had no expression on his face from beginning to end, as if he had not had any emotions because of this incident.

The head teacher walked around the classroom, and Zhou Ye raised his eyes and looked at Xia Yao's position.

She had arrived at some point, and half of her whole body was bathed in the sun, with fair faces on her side and curly eyelashes, looking quiet and beautiful.

Zhou Ye looked at this scene and heard his breathing suddenly become heavier.

The picture in his mind changed. Just thinking of her as a girl with her private parts exposed on the overpass, she was rubbed into her clitoris and made love, and the genitals between his crotch were over-electric.

Last night's dream still had a vague feeling on his lips. Although he knew it was illusory, he really remembered the feeling when he entered her body, just like it was true.

She pressed him on the seat, and in this classroom, she exposed her lower body in front of him.

She held his wrist and tied his fingers together, then took the initiative to sit on his cock, moaning unbearably with flushed face, and used her pussy to intercourse deeply with his genitals, rubbing back and forth on his thighs, wanting to be closer to him.

Those are obviously hers.

Zhou Ye's ear tips were completely red. He raised his hand to block his ears, looking at the content on the page with a little distracted look.

He wanted to force himself to read it, but his eyes were full of pornographic scenes of him enjoying sex with her.

Her vagina was so warm that he couldn't forget it at all, and he didn't even know what to do.