My father never apologized.
Born in such a very traditional family, my father is God in the small fortress.
He controls everything, controls everything.
He will not admit his mistakes, he will not admit his weaknesses.
However, when Chen Sirong grew up, she didn't think her father was strong.
Instead, she felt that her father was fragile.
He is very hardworking and angry outside, and when he goes home, he will throw his temper on his mother and children.
He misunderstood and misunderstood the children's meaning, and in the end he would only say one sentence: Do you want me to apologize to you?As the ending.
All the grievances and resentment were finally swallowed by themselves in a way that was beneficial to the inward direction, but they were not actually digested.
This is not the power that Chen Sirong agrees with.
True strength is not afraid to show one's weaknesses, it is to face bloody wounds calmly, and it is the foundation for always looking at all problems.
Instead of concealment.
The two replies of C stayed on the dialog box for a long time.
At this time, Chen Sirong couldn't help but think of Caesar.
Thinking of what he said My bad, Grace.
His initial letter is also C, but she just confirmed in the afternoon that Caesar cannot speak Chinese.
So, Chen Sirong inevitably began to guess who he was.
He said he had seen her in reality.
Chen Sirong filtered out the key information: a man, who speaks Chinese, has C in his name, and has a calm personality.
Sound is not a reliable basis for finding a basis. Some changes will always occur as a person's voice passes through electronic devices.
Chen Sirong quickly searched in his mind. Lee in the fleet pit crew (pit crew) was Chinese, and his first name was chengyu; Chris Chu, a college student who worked part-time on the coffee shop on weekends, both first name and last name have C; among graduate students, there are many Chinese...
Chen Sirong knew that searching like this is like looking for a needle in a haystack.
C: Have you found someone who matches your guess?
News from C is here.
Grace: No.
C: Grace, if I remember correctly, the misunderstanding between us has been lifted.
Grace: Yes.
C: Then you should call the master.
Chen Sirong took a breath and then realized.
Yes, he confessed everything and explained it very well.
A small piece of red color behind his ears, and Chen Sirong quickly sent a message.
Grace: Sorry, Master.
C: Please open the video, Grace.
Chen Sirong's heartbeat for half a beat, and immediately jumped up from the position, and hurriedly put on his nightgown.
After a moment of thought, she thought about why she wanted to put on a nightgown, but she had already told her to run to the carpet by the wall to sit down and click on the video.
She thought, maybe she wasn't alone at this moment nervously.
Acknowledging that she has lost control of her sexual desire is also a recognition of Chen Sirong.
If possible, Chen Sirong also wants to see his master... out of control.
But before her thoughts were completely flying out of the room, C's voice had already come out of her phone.
C: Grace, please take off your clothes and kneel in front of the mirror.
Chen Sirong obediently lowered her arms, and took up the edge of her skirt and pushed it up.
The white skirt gradually layered on her delicate thighs, turning into a holy and soft white lace.
She also wore a pair of pure white and low-waisted underwear.
The flat belly gradually narrows upwards, and finally reveals the round and perky breasts.
Her long curly black hair fell down as usual, her nipples were gently scratched, and then they stood up with the naked eye.
Although this is not the first time she has done this, and she reconciled after the argument, and she always feels that there is something different.
Heartbeat was pounding, Chen Sirong knew that it was because he had seen her in reality, but she didn't know who he was.
He may be any man she has ever met. They may have only met one time, or they may be more familiar than Chen Sirong thought.
In reality, she is the one Chen Sirong who is dressed properly and will not cross the line.
And on the Internet, she masturbated naked in front of him...
She shouldn't think of this.
Chen Sirong knew that he was wet again.
The unparalleled sense of taboo, the eyes that were staring at her, did they have looked at her like this in daily life?
Through her coat, her underwear, she saw her naked, unobstructed body.
Chen Sirong couldn't help but stare at the small black area on the screen.
C: Kneel in front of the mirror.
Grace: Yes, master.
Chen Sirong made sure that the position of the phone was right, and then knelt in front of the mirror.
The phone faced her back, and she could see clearly the buttocks she squeezed slightly from the lower edge of her white underwear, forming a circular curve that suited the feel of the hand.
When Spank, if you use the right force, you can leave a nice red mark on her soft, elastic hips.
And white underwear is a taboo of desire in supreme purity.
She is innocent, pure, lively, beautiful, and the evil ones will want to tear her apart completely.
C hadn't spoken for a long time, and Chen Sirong looked at herself in the mirror quietly.
He only said he was kneeling, but he didn't say he couldn't do anything else.
It's awful, Chen Sirong's sexual desire is coming in full force.
When she thought of her master ejaculated at the same time when she was orgasm, she couldn't help but flow out the clear water.
But... it's also very exciting. Chen Sirong... wants to do it again.
This time, she wanted to listen carefully to the master's voice.
Maybe he didn't make any sound, maybe...if she listened carefully.
The small toy was placed on the cabinet next to the mirror, and Chen Sirong was very quiet when he brought it.
Started, a buzzing sound in the bedroom.
The heartbeat drowns out Chen Sirong, but she doesn't hear the master say stop.
The rosy mouth laughed silently, and Chen Sirong picked up the toy and walked down.
C: What are you thinking when masturbating?
The little toy had already sucked Chen Sirong's clitoris in a hurry, but she did not turn on the maximum gear.
Grace: I was thinking that my master... was out of control.
C: Is there a person with a concrete image in your mind?
Grace: ...No, I don't know what the master looks like.
C: We don’t know how to adjust the face, so you can choose any sexual fantasy object.I won't be angry.
Chen Sirong accidentally pressed to strengthen the clitoris, and the pleasure of her clitoris caused Chen Sirong to moan out of voice.
She was allowed to choose a sexual fantasy object.
The black suit then emerged in her mind, and there were folds formed by the tightness of his thighs at the base of his seat.
If her slender and powerful fingers are inserted into her vagina, she will easily spray transparent water.
Chen Sirong almost couldn't stop this imagination. In the mirror, her eyes became wet, and her rapid breathing made a small blurry mist under the mirror. Before a small climax came, Chen Sirong said:
I'm thinking...Caesar.
Born in such a very traditional family, my father is God in the small fortress.
He controls everything, controls everything.
He will not admit his mistakes, he will not admit his weaknesses.
However, when Chen Sirong grew up, she didn't think her father was strong.
Instead, she felt that her father was fragile.
He is very hardworking and angry outside, and when he goes home, he will throw his temper on his mother and children.
He misunderstood and misunderstood the children's meaning, and in the end he would only say one sentence: Do you want me to apologize to you?As the ending.
All the grievances and resentment were finally swallowed by themselves in a way that was beneficial to the inward direction, but they were not actually digested.
This is not the power that Chen Sirong agrees with.
True strength is not afraid to show one's weaknesses, it is to face bloody wounds calmly, and it is the foundation for always looking at all problems.
Instead of concealment.
The two replies of C stayed on the dialog box for a long time.
At this time, Chen Sirong couldn't help but think of Caesar.
Thinking of what he said My bad, Grace.
His initial letter is also C, but she just confirmed in the afternoon that Caesar cannot speak Chinese.
So, Chen Sirong inevitably began to guess who he was.
He said he had seen her in reality.
Chen Sirong filtered out the key information: a man, who speaks Chinese, has C in his name, and has a calm personality.
Sound is not a reliable basis for finding a basis. Some changes will always occur as a person's voice passes through electronic devices.
Chen Sirong quickly searched in his mind. Lee in the fleet pit crew (pit crew) was Chinese, and his first name was chengyu; Chris Chu, a college student who worked part-time on the coffee shop on weekends, both first name and last name have C; among graduate students, there are many Chinese...
Chen Sirong knew that searching like this is like looking for a needle in a haystack.
C: Have you found someone who matches your guess?
News from C is here.
Grace: No.
C: Grace, if I remember correctly, the misunderstanding between us has been lifted.
Grace: Yes.
C: Then you should call the master.
Chen Sirong took a breath and then realized.
Yes, he confessed everything and explained it very well.
A small piece of red color behind his ears, and Chen Sirong quickly sent a message.
Grace: Sorry, Master.
C: Please open the video, Grace.
Chen Sirong's heartbeat for half a beat, and immediately jumped up from the position, and hurriedly put on his nightgown.
After a moment of thought, she thought about why she wanted to put on a nightgown, but she had already told her to run to the carpet by the wall to sit down and click on the video.
She thought, maybe she wasn't alone at this moment nervously.
Acknowledging that she has lost control of her sexual desire is also a recognition of Chen Sirong.
If possible, Chen Sirong also wants to see his master... out of control.
But before her thoughts were completely flying out of the room, C's voice had already come out of her phone.
C: Grace, please take off your clothes and kneel in front of the mirror.
Chen Sirong obediently lowered her arms, and took up the edge of her skirt and pushed it up.
The white skirt gradually layered on her delicate thighs, turning into a holy and soft white lace.
She also wore a pair of pure white and low-waisted underwear.
The flat belly gradually narrows upwards, and finally reveals the round and perky breasts.
Her long curly black hair fell down as usual, her nipples were gently scratched, and then they stood up with the naked eye.
Although this is not the first time she has done this, and she reconciled after the argument, and she always feels that there is something different.
Heartbeat was pounding, Chen Sirong knew that it was because he had seen her in reality, but she didn't know who he was.
He may be any man she has ever met. They may have only met one time, or they may be more familiar than Chen Sirong thought.
In reality, she is the one Chen Sirong who is dressed properly and will not cross the line.
And on the Internet, she masturbated naked in front of him...
She shouldn't think of this.
Chen Sirong knew that he was wet again.
The unparalleled sense of taboo, the eyes that were staring at her, did they have looked at her like this in daily life?
Through her coat, her underwear, she saw her naked, unobstructed body.
Chen Sirong couldn't help but stare at the small black area on the screen.
C: Kneel in front of the mirror.
Grace: Yes, master.
Chen Sirong made sure that the position of the phone was right, and then knelt in front of the mirror.
The phone faced her back, and she could see clearly the buttocks she squeezed slightly from the lower edge of her white underwear, forming a circular curve that suited the feel of the hand.
When Spank, if you use the right force, you can leave a nice red mark on her soft, elastic hips.
And white underwear is a taboo of desire in supreme purity.
She is innocent, pure, lively, beautiful, and the evil ones will want to tear her apart completely.
C hadn't spoken for a long time, and Chen Sirong looked at herself in the mirror quietly.
He only said he was kneeling, but he didn't say he couldn't do anything else.
It's awful, Chen Sirong's sexual desire is coming in full force.
When she thought of her master ejaculated at the same time when she was orgasm, she couldn't help but flow out the clear water.
But... it's also very exciting. Chen Sirong... wants to do it again.
This time, she wanted to listen carefully to the master's voice.
Maybe he didn't make any sound, maybe...if she listened carefully.
The small toy was placed on the cabinet next to the mirror, and Chen Sirong was very quiet when he brought it.
Started, a buzzing sound in the bedroom.
The heartbeat drowns out Chen Sirong, but she doesn't hear the master say stop.
The rosy mouth laughed silently, and Chen Sirong picked up the toy and walked down.
C: What are you thinking when masturbating?
The little toy had already sucked Chen Sirong's clitoris in a hurry, but she did not turn on the maximum gear.
Grace: I was thinking that my master... was out of control.
C: Is there a person with a concrete image in your mind?
Grace: ...No, I don't know what the master looks like.
C: We don’t know how to adjust the face, so you can choose any sexual fantasy object.I won't be angry.
Chen Sirong accidentally pressed to strengthen the clitoris, and the pleasure of her clitoris caused Chen Sirong to moan out of voice.
She was allowed to choose a sexual fantasy object.
The black suit then emerged in her mind, and there were folds formed by the tightness of his thighs at the base of his seat.
If her slender and powerful fingers are inserted into her vagina, she will easily spray transparent water.
Chen Sirong almost couldn't stop this imagination. In the mirror, her eyes became wet, and her rapid breathing made a small blurry mist under the mirror. Before a small climax came, Chen Sirong said:
I'm thinking...Caesar.
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