After watching the surveillance, I went home in great depression.
At night, I lay on the bed with my eyes closed, troubled by endless doubts, tossing and turning and unable to sleep.
Piles of mysteries torture my heart, and there is always a confusion of bitterness on the tip of my tongue.
I tried to piece together the lost memories, but I couldn't do it at all.
It was like a delicate porcelain broken into a ground. I could only look at it powerlessly, crying, and there was no other feeling except heartache.
Ask yourself, what I long for is not the woman who sleeps with me, but calls her mother and her relatives who are thicker than water.
But the facts have long been destined, and the tragedy has already happened. It is impossible to regret it again.
On one hand is desire and on the other hand is responsibility. My soul does not allow me to make decisions that will turn against human ethics.
I remembered the first time I met Tan Xiaoxiao.
I didn't like her at that time, she was just my classmate.
Later, when I became a deskmate, my impression of her deepened a little, but I only reached the level of an ordinary friend.
Heart-warming comes from a lunch break.
At that time, she slept next to me, and the warm afternoon sun gently spread on her side, embellishing her peaceful makeup for her sleeping face.
When I noticed the bright hair on her cheeks becoming more transparent in the glimmer of light, I realized that I had been staring at her for a long time without realizing it.
She has black and beautiful hair, which contrasts with her snow-white skin.
When she woke up from her sleep, I suddenly found a smile that intoxicated me in her blurry eyes.
That was the most lively eyes I have ever seen so far. Whenever her image takes shape in my mind, the first thing that attracts my attention is those smiling eyes.
But it is about to dim.
I can feel it.
Just when she discovered the truth.
When I reveal the truth, she will leave me forever.
When I thought of this, my heart suddenly began to ache.
A strong sense of suffocation followed closely, rudely choking my throat.
It roared silently, staring at me with a ferocious face, questioning why I was so cowardly.
I could no longer bear this torment and mustered up the courage to tell myself that I had to make a choice.
Take out your phone, light up the screen, and skillfully enter her phone number.
The second before I pressed and dialed, I suddenly stopped.
My fingers froze in the air as if there was an invisible iron wall in front of the screen. No matter how hard I tried, I could not move forward any more.
I angrily left my phone, put on my clothes and rushed out.
Running all the way to her house.
When the knock on the door sounded, she soon appeared in front of me and looked at me for no reason.
In an instant, I suddenly felt like my mouth was blocked by honey and could not make any noise.
She helped me into the house worriedly, and I looked at her foolishly.
She encouraged me with her eyes and asked me about the purpose of this trip.
I hesitated for a long time, but finally I still found out the whole story with difficulty.
She didn't react, as if the matter had nothing to do with her.
At that moment, I suddenly had an illusion that the person I knew was not the one I knew at all.
It was just a beautiful illusion, another person who was similar to her but different.
Self-doubt magnified the unreality in front of you, and the world around you suddenly began to twist.
The world outside the window suddenly shone with an extremely dazzling light, and I instinctively closed my eyes.
In the darkness, I suddenly felt a pain in my lips and teeth.
Then, a soft and slippery tongue drilled into my mouth and lingered with me.
The dizziness came, and I was extremely familiar with it. I seemed to be drunk again.
From the moment my lips met, this kiss was the only thing left in my whole world.
A little Cari in her warm mouth?
The sweet and sour taste of (cocktail, called Zhenai) is constantly provoking my Wei Lei.
I fought back fiercely, but I didn't expect that she would suppress it in a more violent way.
This annoyed me.
Whenever I wanted to take the initiative, she would bite my tongue ruthlessly and exert extraordinary force.
Just like a queen who ruled the world, she was kind and powerful to her favorite ministers who dared to disobey.
And I could only clench my fists tightly, swaying left and right between pain and happiness, and enduring it hard.
Just as I couldn't help screaming for another bite, a cold little hand suddenly got into my pants, grabbed my hot and firmness, and quickly started stroking it.
I could feel that her skills were unfamiliar.
Rather than saying she is serving me, she is abused.
Whenever a trace of pleasure appeared in my body, she would suddenly clench her clench and extinguish the desire in my heart.
This is not happy at all.
My cock was played with by her, like a pressure relief toy, she would do whatever she wanted.
Shaking, stroking, pinching and pulling, I even began to doubt whether she would suddenly break it to vent her anger.
Are you happy?She leaned against my ear and asked contemptuously, "Is my mother's body very good to use?"When you fuck her, did you treat her as me?Haven't you always liked me?If you can't get me, do you want to revenge me in this way?If I said, if you confess to me, I would agree to you without hesitation, would you do these things?
I was speechless when she asked, and guilt instantly occupied my entire mind.
I have never confessed my love to her for so many years.
She is like a lonely black swan, wearing a cold feathered dress that cannot burn even the scorching sun. Whether it is spreading its wings under the blue sky or standing quietly on the lake, you will always be attracted by her out of place at first glance.
I am not worthy of her. I feel ashamed of her in all aspects, regardless of appearance, conditions, personal charm, behavior, etc.
She is the existence I look up to.
I can be with her, but I can't possess her.
If you insist on doing it alone, you will lose it.
So, I cherish my current relationship with her.
Friends or above, lovers are not full, and there is no ambiguous conversation at all.
It's a bit like a sibling, and it's appropriate to describe it as a confidante.
Everything is finished.
Now, I have a physical relationship with her mother, which is an unavoidable fact.
In a playful way, I am already her stepfather, and she is still my good brother.
Thinking of this, I even had the urge to kneel down and kowtow to admit my mistakes to her on the spot.
But the current situation tells me that the situation is definitely not as simple as I thought.
Judging from her behavior just now, she obviously wouldn't let me go so easily.
Why didn't you confess to me earlier?She sighed charmingly.
Actually, if you possess me now, it's OK.
After saying that, she left my arms.
Before I could react to what was going on, I suddenly felt a chill in my lower body and my pants were removed to more than half.
Without the constraints of clothes, my cock suddenly popped out and was proudly exposed to the air.
Freedom lasted for less than three seconds, and she once again held my firm control in her hands.
It returned to the cage and jumped from anger, and sweared with its unyielding will, ferocious and terrifying, murderous intent, like a giant stick that hides a tiger.
It will not surrender, never!
So energetic!She held the base of my cock and swayed gently, exclaiming.
Is it the one that went in and out of my mother last night?Did you ejaculate in the end?Do you want to create a little brother or little sister for me?
I was shocked by her debauchery and boldness, and felt ashamed, and even lost the courage to look at her.
But she refused to give in and held my cock and pressed it against her face, rubbing it gently like a kitten.
The slight discomfort made my cock jump uncontrollably, hit her on the side of her face, causing a frivolous laugh.
You are not right, wavy She said slowly in a lazy tone, "Bad kids must be punished."No matter how many times you did with her yesterday, whether it was dried up or not, or whether it was still in stock.I have to ejaculate the semen that belongs to me today. Do you understand?
At night, I lay on the bed with my eyes closed, troubled by endless doubts, tossing and turning and unable to sleep.
Piles of mysteries torture my heart, and there is always a confusion of bitterness on the tip of my tongue.
I tried to piece together the lost memories, but I couldn't do it at all.
It was like a delicate porcelain broken into a ground. I could only look at it powerlessly, crying, and there was no other feeling except heartache.
Ask yourself, what I long for is not the woman who sleeps with me, but calls her mother and her relatives who are thicker than water.
But the facts have long been destined, and the tragedy has already happened. It is impossible to regret it again.
On one hand is desire and on the other hand is responsibility. My soul does not allow me to make decisions that will turn against human ethics.
I remembered the first time I met Tan Xiaoxiao.
I didn't like her at that time, she was just my classmate.
Later, when I became a deskmate, my impression of her deepened a little, but I only reached the level of an ordinary friend.
Heart-warming comes from a lunch break.
At that time, she slept next to me, and the warm afternoon sun gently spread on her side, embellishing her peaceful makeup for her sleeping face.
When I noticed the bright hair on her cheeks becoming more transparent in the glimmer of light, I realized that I had been staring at her for a long time without realizing it.
She has black and beautiful hair, which contrasts with her snow-white skin.
When she woke up from her sleep, I suddenly found a smile that intoxicated me in her blurry eyes.
That was the most lively eyes I have ever seen so far. Whenever her image takes shape in my mind, the first thing that attracts my attention is those smiling eyes.
But it is about to dim.
I can feel it.
Just when she discovered the truth.
When I reveal the truth, she will leave me forever.
When I thought of this, my heart suddenly began to ache.
A strong sense of suffocation followed closely, rudely choking my throat.
It roared silently, staring at me with a ferocious face, questioning why I was so cowardly.
I could no longer bear this torment and mustered up the courage to tell myself that I had to make a choice.
Take out your phone, light up the screen, and skillfully enter her phone number.
The second before I pressed and dialed, I suddenly stopped.
My fingers froze in the air as if there was an invisible iron wall in front of the screen. No matter how hard I tried, I could not move forward any more.
I angrily left my phone, put on my clothes and rushed out.
Running all the way to her house.
When the knock on the door sounded, she soon appeared in front of me and looked at me for no reason.
In an instant, I suddenly felt like my mouth was blocked by honey and could not make any noise.
She helped me into the house worriedly, and I looked at her foolishly.
She encouraged me with her eyes and asked me about the purpose of this trip.
I hesitated for a long time, but finally I still found out the whole story with difficulty.
She didn't react, as if the matter had nothing to do with her.
At that moment, I suddenly had an illusion that the person I knew was not the one I knew at all.
It was just a beautiful illusion, another person who was similar to her but different.
Self-doubt magnified the unreality in front of you, and the world around you suddenly began to twist.
The world outside the window suddenly shone with an extremely dazzling light, and I instinctively closed my eyes.
In the darkness, I suddenly felt a pain in my lips and teeth.
Then, a soft and slippery tongue drilled into my mouth and lingered with me.
The dizziness came, and I was extremely familiar with it. I seemed to be drunk again.
From the moment my lips met, this kiss was the only thing left in my whole world.
A little Cari in her warm mouth?
The sweet and sour taste of (cocktail, called Zhenai) is constantly provoking my Wei Lei.
I fought back fiercely, but I didn't expect that she would suppress it in a more violent way.
This annoyed me.
Whenever I wanted to take the initiative, she would bite my tongue ruthlessly and exert extraordinary force.
Just like a queen who ruled the world, she was kind and powerful to her favorite ministers who dared to disobey.
And I could only clench my fists tightly, swaying left and right between pain and happiness, and enduring it hard.
Just as I couldn't help screaming for another bite, a cold little hand suddenly got into my pants, grabbed my hot and firmness, and quickly started stroking it.
I could feel that her skills were unfamiliar.
Rather than saying she is serving me, she is abused.
Whenever a trace of pleasure appeared in my body, she would suddenly clench her clench and extinguish the desire in my heart.
This is not happy at all.
My cock was played with by her, like a pressure relief toy, she would do whatever she wanted.
Shaking, stroking, pinching and pulling, I even began to doubt whether she would suddenly break it to vent her anger.
Are you happy?She leaned against my ear and asked contemptuously, "Is my mother's body very good to use?"When you fuck her, did you treat her as me?Haven't you always liked me?If you can't get me, do you want to revenge me in this way?If I said, if you confess to me, I would agree to you without hesitation, would you do these things?
I was speechless when she asked, and guilt instantly occupied my entire mind.
I have never confessed my love to her for so many years.
She is like a lonely black swan, wearing a cold feathered dress that cannot burn even the scorching sun. Whether it is spreading its wings under the blue sky or standing quietly on the lake, you will always be attracted by her out of place at first glance.
I am not worthy of her. I feel ashamed of her in all aspects, regardless of appearance, conditions, personal charm, behavior, etc.
She is the existence I look up to.
I can be with her, but I can't possess her.
If you insist on doing it alone, you will lose it.
So, I cherish my current relationship with her.
Friends or above, lovers are not full, and there is no ambiguous conversation at all.
It's a bit like a sibling, and it's appropriate to describe it as a confidante.
Everything is finished.
Now, I have a physical relationship with her mother, which is an unavoidable fact.
In a playful way, I am already her stepfather, and she is still my good brother.
Thinking of this, I even had the urge to kneel down and kowtow to admit my mistakes to her on the spot.
But the current situation tells me that the situation is definitely not as simple as I thought.
Judging from her behavior just now, she obviously wouldn't let me go so easily.
Why didn't you confess to me earlier?She sighed charmingly.
Actually, if you possess me now, it's OK.
After saying that, she left my arms.
Before I could react to what was going on, I suddenly felt a chill in my lower body and my pants were removed to more than half.
Without the constraints of clothes, my cock suddenly popped out and was proudly exposed to the air.
Freedom lasted for less than three seconds, and she once again held my firm control in her hands.
It returned to the cage and jumped from anger, and sweared with its unyielding will, ferocious and terrifying, murderous intent, like a giant stick that hides a tiger.
It will not surrender, never!
So energetic!She held the base of my cock and swayed gently, exclaiming.
Is it the one that went in and out of my mother last night?Did you ejaculate in the end?Do you want to create a little brother or little sister for me?
I was shocked by her debauchery and boldness, and felt ashamed, and even lost the courage to look at her.
But she refused to give in and held my cock and pressed it against her face, rubbing it gently like a kitten.
The slight discomfort made my cock jump uncontrollably, hit her on the side of her face, causing a frivolous laugh.
You are not right, wavy She said slowly in a lazy tone, "Bad kids must be punished."No matter how many times you did with her yesterday, whether it was dried up or not, or whether it was still in stock.I have to ejaculate the semen that belongs to me today. Do you understand?
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