Chapter 1 Start with Yaqi

In fact, I started to get involved in drag for a long time ago.

At that time, I loved to read the story of Yaqi the most.

I often stay at home and in the Internet cafe, looking forward to the update of Sister Yaqi's story, and want to know what else there will be incredible things.

But as Yaqi's story develops, she gradually becomes lost and begins to long for a lewd beauty in a slutty cross-dressing girl like Yaqi.

So I started wandering between various drag forums and websites.

One night during high school summer vacation, I found someone on the forum to make a private message. Have you ever played Wenai?

Of course I haven't played that, but out of novelty, I replied to her, of course I've played it.

Then I sat there and started watching adult movies, but I always felt itchy, but I couldn't say it.

What are you wearing?

A white silk long skirt with yellow flowers, a suspender on her shoulders, and a light pink horse clip on her outside.She was wearing a pair of white stockings on her lower body. The lace-edged fabric at the base of the legs of this stocking was very soft.It makes people's skin look particularly fair

Then let's add some scenes.You are a young woman, let’s love you.

Can

Anyway, I was a little bored and agreed to him happily, but I didn't know that I began to fall into the quagmire of chaos.

Mrs. Abandoned, your skin is so white. Can you touch it?

kindness

My hands were stroking your forearm all the way to your shoulders. Do you feel it?

Well, although I was typing, I was not moved at all. I thought to myself that this person was really stupid and he didn't know if he didn't cooperate.

The other hand slid from your waist to your buttocks. Wow, it's so round, the pat is so easy to play. Mrs. Youyan has loved many men.

I hate it, why did it happen like this when I came up? What I called him was annoying, but I have to say that the little brother in my lace underwear really raised his head unknowingly, pressed against the lace underwear, and was pressed tightly on his lower abdomen by stockings. He felt a slight feeling of heat all over his body.

Yes, why did my hands pull off my wife's shoulder straps? My wife didn't object

I hate that I was a little overwhelmed by the slight heat at this time, and I could only type these two words, and then waited for people on the other end of the Internet to send new messages.

Madam, I stroking your plump buttocks while sliding my hand into your skirt. What kind of underwear are you wearing?

Purple lace sexy lingerie, very bikini, but I'm CD, you know.While I went back, I sat sideways on the writing chair at home without realizing it, and walked into my underwear along my skirt with one hand, and rubbed my thighs wearing stockings with the other hand.

No, are there any infectious or extrinsic breasts?

No

Is that false sound?

meeting

Then why don't we call

I thought about it, but in the end I didn't reply to him.Who would give you a stranger? I thought to myself.

But there seemed to be a desire to release that roasted my heart. That night, I was wearing women's clothing, rolling on the bed but didn't fall asleep for a long time. Although I had watched adult movies, and although I had already shot a pistol, I always felt that something was missing...