I'll be a hotwife

(1) It has been a month since PC left. Because of work, PC often travels to other places. This time he spent a particularly long time in that SMall northern town. We have been together for more than four years. In four years, I have transformed from an inexperienced little girl into a mature woman, and in this famous multinational Company, I have also grown from a SMall The administrative assistant became the training Manager in charge of consumer training in China. Our busy work schedule keeps us flying all over the world, and the time we can spend together is only half in a year. Sometimes I think that maybe it is because this kind of separated life has stimulated the love between us even more. When we are together, whether it is emotional or physical, our days are always full of passion, and PC is always full of passion. I can come up with a lot of ideas and let us try all kinds of sexual adventures. I was not used to it at first, but I gradually fell in love with this exciting game. Trying out various sexual adventures, both when we are together and when we are apart, has become an integral part of our lives. Although we enjoyed and released our desires through various remote games during the days we were separated, a month was really difficult. Sitting in this luxury bus heading north, I was secretly glad that I could catch the last Train to this SMall northern city today. When I was about to get off work, the Company suddenly decided to ask me to go to the SMall town where PC is located to provide training for our newly signed local dealer. I couldn't book a ticket for that day. In order to meet him one night early, I rushed directly from the Company to the long-distance station. , panting, stepped into the car at the last minute. This is a luxurious Volvo bus. The seats in the car are spacious and comfortable. Pirated VCDs are constantly playing on the TV overhead, which makes the six-hour journey much easier. There were only two passengers in the car besides me. Sitting in the third row was a fairly handsome young man with slightly curly short hair, fair and clean skin, and bright eyes. He was about twenty-two or thirty-years-old. On the seat next to him was a Wearing a black computer bag, he must be on a business trip like me. I crossed the first row where another passenger was sitting, hesitated in the aisle next to the empty second row, and then walked to the third row and sat on the other side of the aisle, across from the young man in the aisle. He glanced at me, SMiled and said hello to me. After watching Meteor Garden, I suddenly discovered that I, a 28-year-old woman, am also very interested in boys who are much younger than me. I am not at all interested in mature men like I was in my early twenties. "Hi," I called PC. I was busy catching the car and hadn't told him that I was going to see him. "I'll pick you up," knowing that I was going to see him, PC was also very excited, "Let's have some fun." "What are you playing for?Yeah," I teased him deliberately. "of course I'm playing with you," his voice was full of teasing, "or I can consider playing with you. ” I felt the boy on the other side of the aisle glance at me. I always have a problem with the silence of the phone microphone. This feeling of letting people peek into my privacy makes my heart beat. After playing the vocal sexual harassment game against the guest next door in the hotel, I felt like I could really feel stimulated and excited from all kinds of exposures, and the PC explained that it was because women like to be appreciated and touched, and like that It feels like being the protagonist, so I subconsciously have the urge to expose myself. As for him, he feels that the basis of sex is based on the happiness of the other person, so when I feel stimulated and excited in this kind of exposure, he will be more Excited and exciting. "How do you want to play," I pretended not to know that the boy next to me could hear it, and I changed the hand closer to the boy to hold the phone, and moved the phone slightly away from mine. Cheeks, so that the voice can be spread more easily. "Haha, is there a handsome guy next to you?" PC is very SMart, he knows what I like. "Hehe," his words made my face feel a little hot, and I quickly put it down. The phone was pressed tightly to my ear. This time I really hoped that the boy didn’t hear what he just asked. “Haha, I know, I’m still busy. I’ll call you when I get back. Let’s have some fun first. The mini-game is ready, I can’t wait. " "Okay, hurry up," I hung up the phone, thinking that I didn't know what he wanted to do. Suddenly I remembered a story about a luxury bus that I saw on Yaqing, and I secretly looked at the boy next to me. My heart started pounding again, and I felt like I was getting a little moist down there. It was still chilly in Jiangnan in early spring, and I turned on the heater in the car. I took off my coat because I didn’t have time to go Home and change, so underneath the coat I was still wearing the clothes I wore in the Office. Silver-gray suit skirt, I remembered that PC likes me to wear professional clothes to have sex with him. When I think of this, I can't resTrain my desire. In fact, I have always been a woman with strong desires, but no matter how I look at it, I can't help it. She is a beautiful and decent Office lady. When I was a child, I didn’t know what sex was. I just had a weird feeling when I saw handsome men. I tried masturbating when I was about fourTeen or fifTeen years old, first under the covers. I put the pillow between my legs and squeezed it, and it felt very comfortable. Later, I learned a little more. When I couldn't sleep at night, I imagined that the male classmate I liked was touching me. At first, I just touched myself and was still growing. I couldn't help but touch my breasts all the way down my belly, but when my fingers touched the garden where the young hair had just grown, I didn't dare to touch it anymore. Finally, I couldn't help it anymore, so I pulled it out from under the quilt. I took out a SMall piece of cotton and put it on my fingers to squeeze my clitoris. I think that was my first orgasm., when the Pleasure came like a tidal wave, it really shocked me. From then on, I became obsessed with masturbation. For a while, I did it almost once or twice a day, and I could hardly fall asleep at night without masturbating. Since then I have also developed the habit of masturbating through fabric, and until now I have never touched my clitoris directly with my fingers. For a long time, I always put a piece of glasses cloth in my bag. Some friends saw it and wondered why I always carry a piece of glasses cloth without wearing glasses. They sometimes joked and asked if it was a boy who gave it to me. A token of love given to me, but only I know its special purpose. As I get older, my desire seems to be getting stronger and stronger. After work, I always carry a few pads in my handbag, because often times my downside will get wet for no reason, so I have to change my pads at least four or five times a day. pad. There was a period of time when my mind was always occupied by some erotic thoughts, and I couldn’t bear it anymore so I ran to the Bathroom to use my glasses cloth. Later, when I got busy at work, I naturally didn’t have that much energy or time to think too much, but I still often had ideas that suddenly came to me. At such times, I would subconsciously cross my legs under the desk and pinch them hard. Just like when I was a kid, I would put a SMall apple under a pillow when no one was paying attention. It would give me a more "fulfilling" feeling, and sometimes I could reach climax. The most exciting time for me was in the Company's conference room. I was leaning in front of the conference table to make a phone call to a supplier. The corner of the table was just between my lower legs. On the other end of the phone was a person I usually remember He was a very nice man. While I was talking to him on the phone, I subconsciously squeezed my lower body with the corner of the table. Suddenly I discovered that this angle and the way of squeezing could bring me into Pleasure so easily, while other people outside the window My colleagues were busy, and even if they looked in from the window, they could only see me shaking my body slightly and subconsciously making a phone call. Just like that, gradually even I felt my heavier breathing through the receiver. The man on the phone asked me in a friendly way if I had a cold. Just when I answered him that I was fine, the climax came. I paused mid-sentence. I tried my best to control myself from making any louder noises. The climax that time was really unusual. And from then on, whenever I had the chance, I would call the man I usually liked but could never have a special relationship with at the table in the conference room, and when I got Home at night, I would imagine that man on the other end of the phone. He was also masturbating the way he did, and the thought excited me again. The car had been driving for about two hours, and the sky was getting darker. The setting sun shone on my body from the car window, making me feel lazy. I moved to the window seat inside and took off the clothes that had resTrained me all day. Leather shoes, because my body was leaning between the back of the chair and the car window, when I put my legs on the seat next to me, they were not long.The skirt of my suit was slightly pulled up to my thighs, exposing the white skin above the top of my stockings. The boy on the other side of the aisle couldn't help but glance at my slender legs, and said in conversation: "It's very tiring to take a long car ride. "Yes," I responded to him with a SMile, subconsciously stretching the hem of my skirt down with one hand, "My feet are almost swollen." "Are you going on a business trip?" He asked me with a SMile. "Yeah, what about you?" As I answered him, I wanted to look over from his angle. I wonder if I could see my Underwear. Although I like to be looked at, the exposure games I played in the past were all with PCs. , it’s really uncomfortable to be alone and have a strange man stare at you like this. Thinking about it, I couldn't help but move my legs off the chair. "Me too." His eyes followed my legs. "I'm going to the Bathroom." I felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by him, so I stood up and went to the Bathroom to take off my stockings and completely free my toes. The high-speed bus was still a little bumpy on the highway. The good suspension system made the car rise and fall regularly like a boat on the sea. I held the rows of seats and walked to the middle of the bus. Down a few steps leading to the emergency car door, the Bathroom was squeezed into a SMall corner. The door handle was embedded in a circular black groove. I pulled hard, but the door didn't move at all. I have never used the Bathroom on a long-distance bus, and I can't help but feel a little anxious. It's okay if I don't take off my stockings. If the Bathroom is really broken and I need to go to the toilet later, wouldn't I really have to be like the girl in the article about Yaqing? I was so embarrassed. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but kick the door. "What's wrong? Can't you open the door?" The boy may have heard the sound of me kicking the door, so he came over and leaned on the side of the Bathroom and asked. "I don't know. The door can't be opened. I'll ask the Driver." I replied sheepishly. "Let me take a look first. The handle needs to be twisted." He walked down the two steps and stretched out his hand. This aisle was so narrow that it could only accommodate one person walking sideways, so I quickly hid behind me and leaned against the wall opposite the Bathroom behind me. It seemed that there was something really wrong. He turned the handle left and right hard, but the door seemed to be squeezed open just a little. He had to take the next step. The space was even narrower. I had to try to move up to the top of the step. The place was given to him, and at this time he was bending down and exerting force. Just as I moved behind him, his butt hit my lower abdomen hard. "Ouch, my God..." I couldn't help but scream, and pushed his waist with both hands. In an instant, I felt that his lower waist was strong and elastic. "Oh, I'm sorry!" Apparently he didn't expect to bump into me. In surprise, he turned around suddenly and hit my right chest hard with his elbow. "oh……�? ? ? ? "I gasped in pain and covered my right breast with both hands. It really hurt! The boy quickly turned around. When he turned around, he raised his hands high, as if he was afraid of me. It seemed like he was eating tofu, but the place was too SMall. When I turned around, his crotch rubbed against my lower abdomen. I put my feet up and leaned back hard. I quickly moved my hands away from my chest, trying to push his crotch away from my body, but the moment I pushed, he had already turned his body, and my right hand happened to push on his lower abdomen, "Oh my God! "I couldn't help but screamed again, because I found that his thing was actually standing up in his crotch, and it felt a little hard, but my hand was just on top of it. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, "I kept saying sorry, but I thought in my heart, the man is really not a good thing. He touched me so painfully, but he actually reacted like this. "It's okay, it's okay," he still raised his hand, and I saw his His face was slightly red, and he was obviously a little embarrassed that I had discovered his secret. of course you are fine, I muttered in my heart, but I was still very shy. Fortunately, he is not the kind of man who is too bad. At this time, I exerted my strength. My son moved his body toward the outer steps. The bus was still bumping. My lower abdomen rubbed against his lower abdomen. I felt that the thing was harder than before, and my hands were at a loss to protect my chest. I moved forward and pushed his chest. I felt that he was a strong boy, and his body exuded the fragrance of shower gel, which made me almost forget about the pain in my chest. Finally, I crawled as if I was running away. When I got to the steps, I turned around and saw that he was still struggling with the door, but my heart was beating wildly. Looking at the sweat on his forehead, I felt a little fond of him and bent down to take a look. How on earth was he dealing with that door? When I leaned over, I felt my breasts swaying with the bumps of the car, as if they were about to escape the shackles of the bra. "Why can't you do it?" "I bent over and asked him. "No. "He raised his head and glanced at me, and for a moment I felt that his eyes were staring at the collar of my silver suit. But I found that I didn't really care about his eyes anymore. "I have a habit of always like to wear bras when buying bras. I bought the next size up because I didn’t like the feeling of being tightly bound. Later, when I started playing with my boyfriend, loose bras, especially bras without straps, were particularly convenient. I wear low-cut clothes to go shopping in the supermarket. When I bend over to look for something in the freezer, I can feel the man next to me staring at the inside of my collar. Sometimes I can even see it through the upper edge of my loose bra. My nipples. I really like the feeling of being watched by men. Sometimes I am very lucky to meet PC. He can take me to experience so much happiness. I can still be watched by men while wearing a bra.The feeling of seeing nipples is completely different from the Pleasure of being seen through the neckline when not wearing Underwear. This is the difference between easy to expose and difficult to expose. Perhaps it is the same for men. The Pleasure that is easy to obtain is not the best. Happy happiness, it is hard for PC to understand my feelings like this and he also enjoys it.                                                                               but the pc must be present every time in this kind of exposure game, otherwise I will feel like betraying him, and only when he is there will I feel safe, and only when he is safe can I have fun. So when this boy stared at me like this, I still felt very embarrassed, but seeing him working so hard, I began to forgive him for his shy and presumptuous behavior. Maybe I was born to be a lustful woman. ? "What's wrong?" After struggling for a long time, we finally alerted the co-pilot who was sleeping in the front seat. He was a bald, skinny man, probably in his forties. "The Bathroom can't be opened." I said as I turned my body sideways, facing the car window, and turned my back to the empty aisle that was not wide enough to let him pass. I didn't want to be attacked by such a man again. He SMelled of oil SMoke all over his body, and he rubbed against me. When the boy got up, the car continued to shake. I felt the back of his hand hanging down was rubbing my butt intentionally or unintentionally with the car. This lustful Shanghainese Man, that's disgusting. The boy finally gave up and stood beside me instead of this hateful old man. The old man staggered down, took one look at the door and said, "It's broken, it can't be opened." "What should I do," the boy asked him, wiping his sweat. "Let's park the car at the rest area later." He said maliciously. There was no other way, so everyone had to return to their seats. It was getting dark, and there was an old movie playing on the TV. I turned on the light, took out the computer from my bag, and looked at the files in it. The right breast that was hurt by him just now swelled up, and it felt very strange. Moreover, I felt that the nipple there was hard and erect, as if it was worse than usual when the PC touched me. It was really strange, why did it hurt after being hit? How did it feel like this afterward? I had talked about SM with PC before, and neither of us was very accepting of the masochistic way of sex. I couldn’t understand how dripping hot wax on the breasts could bring Pleasure, but now I seem to understand it a little bit. As I was thinking about it, I subconsciously put my hand on my right breast and rubbed it gently. Occasionally, when I looked up, I suddenly realized that the boy on the other side of the aisle was secretly looking at me. “Are you okay,” he asked me awkwardly when he saw me looking at him, but his eyes were still focused on the movements of my hands. "It's okay," I SMiled softly, still putting my hand on my chest and pressing it gently. I was no longer as embarrassed as I was at the beginning. He was just a kind and shy little boy, and I didn't do anything. As I was talking, I was just like when I first got in the car,Put your lower legs on the seat next to you and lean toward the car window. The light above my head shone on my body, and under the light I found that my legs were really sexy and charming. "It's okay, but my legs are so sore." I put my hands on my legs and complained. "Yes, long-distance driving is very hard." He took the opportunity to look at my legs a few more times. "It's really troublesome not being able to go to the toilet. Are you okay?" he asked me. "Oh, that's okay. I wanted to take off my socks." I felt that I was more relaxed in front of him. But he didn't say anything, and what could he say. Looking at his honest look, I suddenly had a strange idea in my mind. I really wanted to drag down my stockings next to this boy in this speeding car under such soft light. This thought occupied my mind for a moment, and I felt my heart beating faster, as if I was going to steal something, and the bottom started to get wet again. After making several decisions, I finally closed the laptop, put it aside, and moved my legs off the seat. After a few seconds, I mustered up the courage and reached under my skirt. I lifted the skirt up to twenty centimeters above my knees. The boy was obviously surprised. I gently picked up the edge of the socks with both hands and pulled them down. I turned my head and said to him with a SMile: "I'd better take them off." "Yeah, yeah." He was a little incoherent, staring at my legs. I gently took off a pair of stockings. When I took off the stockings little by little, I felt The bottom of my body became moist little by little. When it reached the bottom, I bent down and pulled it off from my toes. When I bent over, I knew that he must be looking in through my collar again, which made me I was even more excited. The feeling at this moment was very different from being watched by him next to the Bathroom. After taking off my stockings, I still put my legs on the seat. My legs were completely exposed to the light, and my white skin had a delicate luster. I have always been very concerned about my own care, so my skin has always been good in the Company. The kind that girls envy.                                                                                                                                                  I turned on the computer again, I turned on the computer, but I could not see anything. I'm thinking that just any boy who I have a slight crush on can excite me. Am I really a very sexy woman? Or maybe in my subconscious, I just want to be a sexy woman. I usually have a huge job. Pressure and sanctimonious social methods have not diminished my desire at all. On the contrary, this surging need has become stronger and stronger. Being with PC, he has completely transformed me into a real woman. Maybe this is also why I love him. an important reason. When I have sex with him, I have a special hobby, that is, I want him to call me dirty words, call me a slut, a bitch, and I also want him to say that he wants to fuck my cunt while fucking me. PC always doesn't know what to say. He is actually a very gentlemanly man. Many times in bed, I will say something and he will repeat it,Outsiders would never believe that I would say such a thing, let alone that I like to be said like this during sex. (May 8, 00:50 Add one sentence, I didn’t expect Coastline to be so popular. Thank you in advance to friends who have already replied. I’m here to collect some good things. If there are still people who want to reply, you can talk about the times when you talked dirty to women. What are you talking about?):) I remember when I had sex with PC for the first time, I sat on him, held his face in my hands and told him that I wanted to show him how crazy a lady that everyone loves can be. As for Making Love, maybe I just wanted to use this way to resist the pressure of work, but later I didn’t think that PC was a bolder and more obsessed sex maker than me. I have always fantasized about being able to have sex with two men at the same time. In my computer, one of my favorite downloaded movie clips is two men fucking a woman, and the woman is fucked to death. And one of my favorite sexual fantasies is to imagine that I am a comfort woman, being fucked in the military camp. starting with the Officers, the lower-ranking Officers and soldiers are waiting for their superiors to fuck me outside the tent. I was also fucked to death inside, Moaning loudly and lustfully. People outside started to get hard when they heard my voice, and lined up to fuck me. They couldn't wait to peek through the crack in the door to watch me being fucked by my boss while touching them themselves. My own cock, and then ejaculated Semen on the door, and I reached orgasm again and again until my Vagina became dry, and then I was forced to insert it, and I reached the climax again with water. Another climax. I am almost obsessed with the feeling of making the men around me hard. I also imagine that there are many people watching when I am being fucked by a PC, and then countless hands touch my body. At first, these were just my own fantasies, but until one time, when we were both on business trips, I saw PC talking about his desire to try 3P or 4P with me on the sex website we built. Only then did he realize that this idea was equally attractive to him. During the ten days or so that we were separated, we continued to discuss this issue online. We also tried to let him watch other men having cybersex with me in our chat room, and watch other men typing on the screen. Like licking my cunt and other dirty words, PC and I masturbated in front of two computers in two different cities and then reached orgasm. All this gave both of us the urge to try it out in real life. What’s interesting is that both of us can accept 4P, but we can only accept 3P with another man instead of a woman. I sometimes wonder if it’s because I love him more and I’m jealous of him having other women. Do it. But, conversely, he didn't accept other men actually fucking me with their cocks, and he also felt that it was impossible for him to truly enter other women's bodies. As for me, to be honest, as long as the man is good enough and the PC is present,As long as I am not allowed to lick that man's cock with my mouth, I can accept anything. From this point of view, it seems that he loves me more. Maybe the difference is just because PC is a man and I am a woman. "Miss, this is the dinner prepared in the car," the annoying Shanghai man interrupted my thoughts and handed a thick ham and bread into my lap. In the blink of an eye, the car had been driving for three and a half hours. . I held the ham sausage in my hand and remembered that the night before my PC left this time, he also used such a ham sausage. After peeling off the plastic wrap, he put on a condom and penetrated me. After inserting it for a while, he again Come in yourself. In my body, PC meat stick and condom-worn ham are two completely different feelings. I closed my eyes as if two different men were taking turns fucking me. That time I reached a very, very high level. An intense orgasm. Thinking about it, I really wish I could insert this ham sausage into my Vagina right now. Just then the phone rang, it was PC. "Hi, my dear, where have you been? Do you miss me?" "I think so, there's still half a way to go." "Hey, in the email you sent me two days ago, you said that you learned a new way to do it yourself from the comics. How?" I glanced at the boy over there, wondering if he heard PC's voice on the phone. "Do it yourself" is what PC and I say, which means masturbation. Because the two of us spend a lot of time away from each other, we are always thinking of various ideas to satisfy ourselves. "Yeah, it's quite interesting. I'll show you how I made it later." I guessed that the boy next to me didn't necessarily understand what "doing it yourself" meant, so he spoke a lot more boldly. "I want to see it right now," "How do I see it? You can't see it." I coquettishly said to him. "I can't see that others can see it. Just tell me what other people's reactions are when they see it." This guy is so sexy that he wouldn't really let me masturbate in the car. "No, this action is more troublesome. What should I do here?" I asked him. “Are there many people in the car?” PC continued to ask. "That's not true, but there is a handsome boy across the aisle next to me." I whispered, and then secretly looked to see if the boy next to me was eavesdropping. ? "Hahahaha," PC SMiled happily, he always likes to tease me like this, "Isn't that just right." "No, there is nothing, and you are not here, I feel uncomfortable." "I'm on the phone I'll stay with you, what do you need?" he asked me curiously. "Need, need...at least one pair of pantyhose!" PC's words encouraged me, and I became more and more courageous. I saw the boy next to me looking towards me.After a glance, I thought he must be guessing what we were talking about. "I just took off my stockings!" I like teasing each other on the phone with PC like this, and I also like the feeling of letting the boy next to me guess what we are talking about. "Haha," PC laughed again, "You have already started playing, and you didn't wait for me." "I can't wait," I started to say deliberately, "I agreed to call and let them wait for so long. I see. The boy next to me leaned his head towards the aisle again, and I knew he was listening. "Hey, why do you want pantyhose? Do you want to play with me?" "PC continued to question me. "No, you know what I don't like..." At this point, I suddenly realized that I had let something slip. The boy must have been shocked. "Then how do you use it? Give it to me. Let’s talk about it. " "How to put it..." I hesitated, isn't this asking me to tell a pornographic story in front of a strange man? (2) ******************************************* ****** I didn’t see it. Please be patient and read on. Another friend said that this is a good story about an OL who is dissatisfied with desire. My expression in the story may be insufficient, but I cannot agree with you. Then pursuing satisfying sex, and experiencing the true meaning of sex, and then pursuing more exciting and fresh sex are two completely different levels of eroticiSM. A woman who is dissatisfied with her desires will probably only have some plots to vent her desires. There won’t be that kind of thrilling and delicate story. In this story, what I want to express is the latter. But no matter what, thank you for your support and communication. We will work harder and use different voices more often. It is the greatest help to us. Also, in the last story, I collected the dirty words about women, but no one responded. I think the quality of the friends here is really high, but the ones who responded At the time, we will thank us for a few words of goodwill, serious! ＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊ “It’s up to you. First tell me how it works in the comics. "He is quite good at tempting. "That's right, that's right," I was thinking about how to say it. "There is a girl who likes... this. " "What is this, tell me. "PC was teasing me on purpose. "That's right, that's right, you know. " "I don't know, hehe..." "Just do it yourself. "I am encouragedCourage to say loudly, he really is. Thinking about it, telling spicy jokes is so popular in the Company now. It's okay for me to talk on the phone. I'm not the kind of prude to begin with, not to mention that there is a PC playing with me on the phone. "Then why do you do it yourself?" "She, she liked to play with the horizontal bar when she was in School..." "Horizontal bar??" PC seemed to be shocked, "Did she use the horizontal bar to fuck herself?" His voice on the phone was deafening, I Glancing at the boy, I saw that he couldn't help but want to SMile. "No, you idiot, she likes to ride on it." I also wanted to laugh. "Oh, it's nothing." "Yes, but she likes this feeling very much. When she grows up, she has been looking for similar things to use." "What are she looking for?" "When she goes to work every day, "She always stands next to the back door of the bus." "Why are she standing there?" "Because there is a curved armrest that is almost one meter high. She always leans on this armrest... facing directly, not with her back. "Oh," he began to understand, "then?" "of course you understand!" "I don't understand..." "That's right," although I have started to let go. , but still don’t know what to say, “That is, she will stand with her legs a little apart, and the railing will bend towards the door in the middle, and the part connected to the floor will be between her legs. She can still hold her hand on the part that bends toward the door, and no one can see anything wrong with her. " "Ah, it's just like you are at the table in your conference room. It suits your taste. " "No, she's even better at playing. Because there are so many people on the bus, especially people getting off the bus, they have to squeeze past her from behind, so people keep pushing her back and rubbing against her buttocks. It's like being beaten. It's like someone pressing on the railing again and again. Sometimes she can come several times on the road in the morning. "I think the boy next to me can guess that when I say "reach", I mean orgasm, if he is not a Virgin. . “It’s really exciting, but what does this have to do with pantyhose?” PC obviously still didn’t feel satisfied. "Because she has other ways to play." "What way to play?" "After returning Home, of course she will enjoy it more openly." "How to play?" "After returning Home, she likes to take off all her clothes. Walking around the room freely. "I am no longer afraid of the boy next to me. I feel more stimulated by having an additional audience. “It’s the same as you.” “Their dining table has round legs, which is her special style.It was custom-made, just like the horizontal bar she played with when she was a child, only slightly thicker. " "But how to play? " "She would sit on the floor, spread her legs, and put the round table legs against that place..." "Where is it? "PC is teasing me again. "This is where you want to fuck me most. ” I think I have completely let go. In fact, when the boy saw us, he didn’t really care about what we were saying. In addition, the two of us were already very active in the Bathroom just now, so he had already turned half of his body to face me. , as if I was really listening to the story. When I said this, I looked at his expression and occasionally SMiled at him to relieve the slight embarrassment, but I still tried to keep my voice as low as possible. , because I really don’t want the hateful and obscene man in front of me to participate in our game. “Then what? "PC saw that I had entered the role and stopped teasing me. Instead, he asked about the following story. Obviously he was also very interested in this story. "Then she would put on a prepared pair of pantyhose and stand upright. The table leg between her legs was pulled tightly by the elastic pants cuff and pressed against her. "The two men, one on the phone and the other on the outside, were listening to the story I was telling. "Then she would hold the table leg and twist her hips hard, and forcefully pull out the penis that was tightly stuck in her Underwear. Rubbing against the indentation, and every time her body moved slightly away from the table leg, the elasticity of the pantyhose would pull her back, as if someone was really fucking her. ” At this time, I heard PC breathing heavily on the phone. I knew that he had entered the story and was probably rubbing his cock. I thought that the boy next to me must have been as hard as he was at the Bathroom door just now. Now, these imaginations made me excited. I felt that my lower body was getting wet. I felt an itchy emptiness. I couldn’t help but subconsciously press my hands on my lower abdomen. I really wanted to press my lower body through my skirt. "Then how do you do it? Our dining table has thick square legs." "After a while, PC asked me breathlessly. "I use our clothes drying pole..." I could hear me shaking slightly when I spoke. I felt my face was burning hot, even though I made a sex phone call with PC, but the hosts were all ladies, so I could only acCompany PC to harass them. I have never told anyone about my masturbation experience, let alone face to face with a strange man like this. , and PC was breathing heavily as if he was right next to me. “Well... keep going. "PC had stopped talking much at this time, and the phone call was full of erotic connotations. "No, I just put one end of the clothes drying pole on the ground, one end against the wall, then straddled it, and then put on pantyhose. It felt like realNot bad. "I peeked over, and sure enough, the boy's pants had been pushed up high by his stuff. This reminded me of the feeling of this hard thing sticking to my lower abdomen at the Bathroom door just now. At this moment, my My heart is full of desire, but I can't find an outlet. It's like a fire burning in my lower body. "My dear, I love you so much. It's so exciting. Let's continue to have fun." "I know PC has started his usual madness again. "How else do you want to play? Isn’t it enough that you have forced me to talk about this here? I feel so uncomfortable. "My voice was trembling and full of temptation. "It's not enough, of course it's not enough. I know you feel uncomfortable, so I play with you. "PC started his raging tone again. I really like him talking to me like this. I really don't understand why he just can't learn to say dirty words. "Then how do you want to play? " "Let me think about it,...so, tell me what you wore today? " "That beige coat, and the silver-gray suit skirt you like. " "Where is it inside? " "You're here again, of course it's Underwear. " "What kind of Underwear? " "It's the purple one, the one without shoulder straps. " "Take it off. " "What? "I couldn't believe my ears, "There is someone next to me. "I lowered my voice and said. "I know, don't we just like to play like this? I want you to come to me wet, I want you to let me play to death on the road, and come to me when you can't stand it any longer. . " "But,..." "You figure it out yourself. I'll hang up and call me back when you're done taking off your clothes. "PC's phone was hung up. The bus was driving in the dark night, and the reading light above my head was still shining on me silently. "You two are so open-minded," the boy just came back to his senses and talked to me. "Yeah, he's always messing around like this. "I answered casually, but I was thinking about how I could take off the bra in my suit in front of him without showing my face. "Does it still hurt?" "He asked me. When I was talking to PC on the phone just now, my right hand was actually always on the right breast that was hurt by the impact. In fact, the pain there was no longer there. Instead, the nipple that had been squeezed and rubbed was still hard and erect. There, I was even more inexplicably excited under PC's teasing, and I just had an excuse to put my hands there openly so that I could enjoy a little feeling of being touched. "I SMiled, stared into his eyes and replied. While looking at him, my hand continued to gently caress that lucky breast. Oh my god, what happened today? I can actually touch myself like this in front of a strange man. , my heart beat violently again. Maybe I can use this.It was an excuse to take off her bra, even if he found out. Thinking of this, I stopped talking and turned my head to watch the TV in front of me. My right hand dropped from my chest and placed it on my thigh. I then put my left hand on my right chest and rubbed it gently. I could clearly feel my nipples rubbing gently. The loose bra was swollen and congested. This erotic feeling made me gradually accumulate courage. Slowly, I tried to move my left hand that was gently moving on my right breast back a little. My fingers moved to the cleavage exposed by the opening of the suit. When my hand touched my breast, I felt A new kind of stimulation, which is different from the feeling of rubbing breasts through two layers of clothes just now. The existence of stimulation is so clear and real. My hand stayed there for a while, and I glanced at the young man out of the corner of my eye. Just now, when he saw that I was no longer talking, he had turned his head and looked at the TV in front of him. However, I could feel that, The corner of his eyes was always staring at my movements. In fact, this was exactly what I wanted. Showing it to him unintentionally but clearly allowed me to play with my desires without any unnecessary embarrassment. At this time, I am no longer in a hurry to take off my bra. I want to slowly seduce this young man, let him endure the torment of desire like me, and see if he can't help but put his hand into his pants in the end. My hands gradually slid from the center of the collar to the inside of the dress, and then gently penetrated under the bra. My breasts were plump and elastic. PC had been teasing me on the phone for almost an hour. The child's unintentional touch made me eager to enjoy the real caressing of myself. When I put my hands on my breasts, I kept paying attention to the young man's reaction. This active teasing made me even more excited, and my fingers began to knead my nipples. The young man also put his hand on his lower abdomen, and I knew that under his hand was the hard and hot thing that I had accidentally caught. After I pondered this wonderful eroticiSM for a while, I stretched my right hand from behind to the inside of the suit. At this time, I no longer needed PC’s urging. I wished I could strip myself naked. I wanted to be a slutty woman. The moment I unbuckled the buckle on my back, the phone rang suddenly, and I was really startled. The young man was obviously startled by the phone call. He quickly moved his hand away from his crotch, but couldn't help but look over at me. Obviously, a shy little boy like him would be embarrassed to do this without this phone call. He looked directly over to see me undressing.                                                           Because the bra I was wearing was of a strapless style, the tight buckle at the back suddenly loosened, and the whole bra slipped off in one fell swoop. Although I was already burning with desire at this time, I still couldn't face the sight of a strange man falling on my naked breasts.I came out and wanted to hold down the slipped bra, but because I had opened the neckline too much, part of the lower edge of the bra had fallen outside my neckline. My panicked hands rushed over as if reflexively, but I didn't. Thinking of it, I happened to lift it up under the bra that was exposed outside my neckline. The inertia made me unable to stop. Instead of holding it down, half of the bra was completely pulled out, and half of my breast was also exposed. Outside the messy suit collar. At this time, I couldn’t care less about the boy’s reaction. I could only pull the entire bra out from the collar in a hurry and stuff it into my bag in a panic. The phone was still ringing relentlessly. I grabbed the phone and leaned heavily on the back of the chair. I felt my heart was beating on my chest like a SMall hammer. I was nervous. Almost breathless. "Hello," I rang the phone, and sure enough, the PC's voice came from inside, "Dear, are you done taking off your clothes? Why haven't you called me? This time I can't wait." "...," I didn't say anything for a long time. I felt as if my whole body was paralyzed, as if I had just finished a night of rain and clouds with my PC. "Oh my god, you bad guy, you killed me!" I held my chest. , as if afraid that the heart will jump out of it. Just as my hands were pressing on my breasts, I once again realized that there was no Underwear in my suit, and because I was raising my right hand to make a phone call, the right side of my collar was pulled up, revealing the right side of my shirt. The breasts that the boy who was staring at me had been "close to". My heart beat violently again. "Great, by the time you get to my place, you will have turned into an impatient little slut!" PC felt my nervous excitement on the phone. "I can't stand it anymore!" I really couldn't bear the intense stimulation. I didn't expect that this kind of remote game would be more exciting than any sexual method when two people are together. "No, we have to continue playing." PC said in the same excited voice. "Ah, we still want to play, what are we going to play with?" He wouldn't want me to take off my Underwear too. I was worried in my heart, but I was also looking forward to something. I'm such a slut, I thought. “of course, take off your panties too.” As expected, the more he played, the more he went overboard. "Then how do I take it off?" I said loudly. On the one hand, I wanted to let the young man next to me who just saw my embarrassment know that the scene just now was made by the PC on the phone to relieve my embarrassment. On the other hand, I also wanted to continue my harassment game. I vaguely hoped to see him unable to resist ejaculation in his pants because of my harassment. So exciting! "It's better that you figure it out on your own. I'm hanging up. Call me back." PC's voice disappeared on the other end of the phone. In fact, for a woman wearing a skirt, taking off her Underwear is farIt's easier than taking off her bra through her clothes. The key to the problem is whether she is willing to take it off. I moved out from the window seat to the seat near the aisle. The boy looked at me in surprise, not knowing what I was going to do. I SMiled at him. At this time, I was much calmer, just like usual. It's like playing various games when PCs are together. As long as there is a sufficient sense of security, it's not a big deal. Why does the colorful world only allow men to be happy but not their women? I moved my legs as before, but moved them to the window seat inside. My left hand rested on the armrest of the seat near the aisle, and my head turned towards the window, pretending to admire the night outside. My butt was leaning between the backs of the two chairs. I put my right hand on my crotch, slid it down along the gap between the two chairs, and landed under my butt. Then I used this hand to gently push the The skirt behind my buttocks was pulled up little by little until it almost reached my waist, until my hands touched the top edge of my Underwear. Then I gently inserted my thumbs into the edge of the Underwear, and gradually moved it from the hip groove to the waist to the crotch, and then gently pulled it down and back until the entire Underwear was pulled down to the thigh. , at this time my butt was pressed tightly against the back of the seat, and I could feel the fluffy feel of the seat back fabric. Although the heater was on in the car, I still felt a bit of coolness between my legs. Because my leaning upper body blocked the view from behind, I thought it was impossible for the young man next to me to see that my butt was naked, but I also knew that because I was leaning on the armrest outside, my suit The collar on the left side was hanging down, and from his angle, one of my breasts was definitely visible. But I like this state very much. Anyway, I pretended not to notice, and he would have known that I took off my Underwear, so he could have a good look at it. Unfortunately, I was too embarrassed to turn my head to see his expression and movements. Otherwise it will definitely be more exciting. I slowly retracted my calves, lifted my body, took off my Underwear completely, and threw them on the chair. I was not busy getting up, and finally found such a suitable position. My right hand gently caressing my SMooth skin, I quietly slid down my buttocks. My fingers gently circled my Anus and then moved from back to front to touch the front of my Vagina. Oh my god, this is actually like this. Wet. I imagined that the young man behind me was looking at my breasts from the side, and my head was still looking out the window without turning back. I thought that this way he could look at my body more unscrupulously, and rub himself while looking at it even more unscrupulously. It’s such a stimulating position. I wonder why I didn’t think of this kind of action to enjoy myself at the beginning today, otherwise I might have reached several climaxes long ago. My middle finger slid between the two wet lips. As the stimulation continued to deepen, my movements couldn't help but get bigger and bigger. I thought that from the boy's perspective, he would be able to see me constantly throbbing right shoulder, he must be playing with his stick while guessing my movements, maybe he has already cum? I couldn't help but want to look back at his appearance, but I didn't want to ruin my own climax, which was getting closer and closer. But at this moment, I suddenly discovered a terrible thing. Because I found that the boy behind me was clearly reflected on the uncurtained car window facing me. I could clearly see that he had actually taken his Dick out of the zipper. Come out and keep tricking me. But what’s scary is not that I saw this strange man’s Dick, nor that he didn’t seem to be staring at my side breasts. What’s scary is that my light is clearly reflected in the mirror-like window under the light. My hand was sliding up and down between my legs. In the mirror, the boy was obviously staring at this wonderful masturbation show. Oh my god, how could I make this mistake? Windows at night often give people this illusion. When you stare at the glass consciously, the image inside is as clear as a mirror, but you look out the window unconsciously. When you look at it, it is just a piece of transparent glass. I must have completely forgotten about this glass in my obsession with eroticiSM just now, but the boy must be trying to find a way to know what I was doing there, so he may have discovered the magical function of this car window long ago, and he must not even know how I can take it off. He could clearly see the Underwear underneath. Although I am not a prude woman, this situation is too embarrassing. I have never masturbated in front of any man except PC before. What is happening today? Is it because I am lucky enough to give me so much stimulation? and accidents. Although it was exciting, the sudden fright made me cool down suddenly. I couldn't continue playing. Besides, I didn't want PC's phone call to scare me again, so I closed my legs, sat up straight and covered my face. Also turned around. This time it was him who was frightened. The boy didn't expect me to stand up suddenly. His hand was still holding the cock that was standing up high. When he saw me turning my head, he almost panicked with both hands. Covering it, but it seems that the erect penis is always 16 or 17 centimeters, how can it be covered with hands? I didn't expect that this shy little boy's Dick is quite good. ? In a hurry, he hurriedly stuffed his Dick into his pants, but how could the hard one fit so easily into the door of his pants, which was usually only used for peeing? Finally, he hid the thing in, but his pants were still held up high. The zipper couldn't be pulled up for a while. I boldly kept staring at this living newspaper drama. I felt a bit of revengeful Pleasure in my heart. I wanted to tell him that you are open enough, but I still didn't have the courage to say it. . Sure enough, before I could call PC, his call came again. "Hi, why are you taking so long? I can't wait." "Hehe, I'm playing, it's great." The embarrassment of the boy just now made me feel better, as if I had a better time.This advantage makes speaking more natural. "Haha, tell me how you played later, but now, I want to keep playing." (3) ＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊Written in front, I still thank you all for your support and replies, especially jimmy_ he, gund, and stumc. Thank you for your responses to the previous collection of dirty words that women like to hear during sex. , it’s really interesting. In fact, when you reply to the post, you can bring one or two sentences about your special preferences and habits. Everyone can share it and become a part of this place. Isn't it great? There are also friends like Ray and of course many other friends. Thank you for coming to support every article! ​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​OUTOUT In fact, we feel that the joy of sex is far more than just physical. The more wonderful Pleasure is psychological rather than physiological. Just like eating too much abalone, in fact, we think cabbage and radish are better. Both men and women are lustful. As a living person, if you don't play with his/her psychology, you might as well go Home and masturbate, which will give you more room for imagination. On the other hand, if you can't get up, how can it be possible in reality, and from the real story, can you be willing to see it? It's like killing people is fun, but I'd rather play video games. I can't lust after anyone, so I just want to be lustful. I'll play a psychological erotic game with you. It's harmless. Please tell me, judge, what I'm saying is this. Each story is true, and you may actually believe it. It looks and feels like a cartoon-like crazy description. What we strive to achieve is an erotic state. There is a good saying in the extremely embarrassing "Hero": The highest state of killing lies in not killing. If one day, there is no need for any erotic descriptions in our articles, but people still think that it is an H article that can play with the heartbeat, this life will be enough. This time it may be a little short, about 5,000 words, because after this part, there will be new things that haven’t been published in Yaqing yet. If Yaqing hasn’t been published yet, no wonder we don’t talk about it. Faithful. Yesterday, PC met the lovely and dedicated person on msn. The news did not seem optimistic. It seems that Yaqing has been away for a month. It seems that she will stay on the coastline. ************************************************ Just for fun, but now , I want to keep playing.” “Still playing?” I was confused for a moment, “How else can I play?” “Does he want me to sit here naked?” "I want you to come to me in a vacuum!""Vacuum, I have a vacuum!" I said in a low voice. "No, you are wearing a suit and skirt. This is not a real vacuum. I want you to vacuum in your coat from top to bottom." "Ah, is this too difficult?" I complained, but my heart started to I was excited. I was about to reach the climax just now, but I was scared back. There was always something empty and unsatisfied in my heart. "You must be fine, just give it a try." PC SMiled and hung up the phone. The coat I have is a light brown thread-knit windbreaker. When worn, it reaches about 20 centimeters above the knees. There are a row of wooden buttons in front of the body. Although the neckline is relatively high, it is made of thread-knitted fabric. The coat has SMall holes the size of rice grains arranged between the thick cotton threads. When wearing it outside, you can clearly see the color of the Underwear inside under the sun. If you really don’t wear Underwear underneath, you will definitely be People can see that, maybe under good light, you can even vaguely see the outline of the nipple, and because it is a fully open jacket, if you don't button one or two buttons at the bottom, when you walk, your legs will If you move, the dark triangular garden may be vaguely visible. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but be moved by PC's idea, but how could I take off my suit skirt and put it on here? Although the little boy next to me might have guessed some of the games we were playing, but if it was blatant, Taking off my clothes on the ground would not only deprive me of the fun of provocation and adventure, but a boy of his age would probably regard me as a mentally ill nymphomaniac, which would really disgrace the scene. It seems that the only way is to use this coat to cover yourself first, and then move under its cover. Although I also thought about whether I could turn off the ceiling light, or simply go to the back row to change clothes, but to be honest, I really liked the game of teasing the little boy next to me, so I thought I should continue Keep playing. So, I leaned against the back of the seat near the car window, pulled the coat over my body, and pretended to doze off, but immediately I felt that this coat was really like this SMall, my hands stretched out the collar of the coat to cover the area below my neck. The hem of the coat could not even cover the skirt. It turned out that although the coat was slightly longer than the skirt when worn on my body, because I wanted to use it to cover it. The neckline of the suit jacket can be unnoticed when the jacket is taken off. If you pull it upward, it will naturally become shorter underneath. If your knees are slightly bent, the scenery under the skirt will be fully exposed. Fortunately, at this time, the boy seemed to have become much more honest after the embarrassment just now, and seemed to be about to doze off. He leaned his head on the back of the chair in front of me. I was glad in my heart, but at the same time, I hoped that he would not really fall asleep. I carefully held the collar of my coat with one hand, and unbuttoned the two buttons on my suit jacket little by little with my other hand. I decided to take off my jacket first, because it looked likeIt's a lot easier to come here than take off your skirt. As the buttons were loosened, the skirt of my clothes slid down, and the thick cotton thread tickled my nipples. I stood up slightly and moved my back slightly away from the seat back and the car window. My left hand continued to hold my coat to cover my front body. My right hand tried to pull my right arm out of the sleeve, but this action really didn't work that way. It was easy, because with a slight movement of my right arm, the coat on the left side was pulled to the right side. I had to straighten up again and press the coat on my slightly bent left knee with my left elbow. At this time, my actions may have been a bit strange. The little boy tilted his head and glanced at me. I quickly SMiled at him, and while he lowered his head again, I quickly took my right arm out of the sleeve and left my left hand. Although the coat I was pulling blocked my front, the entire right side of me facing the front row was completely exposed. ​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​… And at this time, I found that actually when I took off my clothes, this little coat couldn't cover anything, but one side of my body was completely exposed under the coat, so I quickly took advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention. I changed my right hand to hold on to my coat to cover it slightly, and took off my left arm. The clothes slipped silently behind me onto the seat behind me. All this actually happened in a few seconds, but it felt like an hour had passed. The nervousness made me feel a little hot. I held my coat together again with both hands, and sat there with my upper body naked, looking around, thankfully. This time no one saw my embarrassment. When I started to think about how to take off my skirt, I found that it was getting more and more difficult because my entire upper body was already naked and it would wear out if I moved even a little bit. But I still tried to unzip the zipper behind my butt first. Damn the zipper. It was so tight that I had to lean back a little more to make my body flatter so that the jacket covering me wouldn't slip off, and then I had two hands free to pull the zipper. When I struggled to unzip the zipper, I found that the young man was no longer sleeping but was staring at me again. When I lowered my head, I saw that the coat had slipped down a few centimeters from under my chin, although it did not let him go. He saw a lot, but I think he must be wondering why my suit collar suddenly disappeared. I quickly pulled my coat up again, pretending to be fine, and did not move for two full minutes. Seeing that the little boy no longer paid attention to me, I started to use one hand to completely slide the skirt from my waist to the seat. Fortunately, the zippered skirt was already very loose, so this action didn't cost me much trouble. Putting my legs back on the floor, I moved my body carefully, just like when I took off my Underwear, I moved my feet to the inside by the window. I learned the lesson just now. This time I made sure that the boy did not go this way. Look, I quickly took off the skirt from my feet. At this point I feel like that Romanian birdShe was performing gymnastics on her seat like a canary. I really don’t understand how eroticiSM can have such a great charm and make people work so hard. But just when I breathed a sigh of relief, there was a continuous sound of car horns outside the car window. When I looked outside, I couldn't help but be shocked. It turned out that outside the car window was a large truck driving side by side with our bus. The Driver and co-pilot inside obviously saw what I did just now, so they kept running at the same speed as the bus. They waited until I was naked before blowing their horns loudly. Seeing that I saw them, they were still doing it to me. Obscene gestures. I angrily extended my middle finger at them, regardless of whether they understood or not that I was scolding them. I was actually angry with myself for always looking ahead and ignoring the future. Then I turned my head away from looking out the window, but found that the little boy next to me was looking at me again. Apparently he had also heard the sound of the horn outside, and at this time my entire shoulder was exposed. I zipped up my coat again and leaned on the back of the chair. The truck outside saw that I was ignoring them and drove away on its own. At this time, I could finally enjoy this unfettered feeling with peace of mind. Half-leaning naked under the knitted jacket, it was more like enjoying an unfettered freedom than enjoying desire. I gently stroked my whole body with one hand, feeling extremely comfortable. I took the phone and dialed PC. "Hi, my dear." "Hi, why did you do it so quickly this time? Have you finished changing your clothes?" "No, but you have finished taking off your clothes." "Ah," even he was surprised, "You have no clothes on..." "Yeah, but I'm covered with my coat." I suddenly remembered that PC actually didn't know that the Bathroom in the car couldn't be used. I actually forgot this detail. No wonder he was so confident that I could change my clothes. I didn't expect that this time my His courage and imagination are stronger than his. "Wow, my God, I really want to be around you and touch you. You really turn me on." PC was obviously imagining what I looked like, and he started to get excited again. “Where do you want to touch,” I said as I glanced at the boy, knowing that I was enjoying harassing him again. "I want to touch your whole body, from your lips to your neck, then rub your breasts, bite your nipples, lick your belly with my tongue, and then touch your... cunt." He was always embarrassed to say this. He always hesitates for a long time every time he writes the lyrics, but he knows that I like to listen. "I can touch it for you!" As I said that, I stretched out a hand from under my coat and put it to my lips, and kissed it. Both PC and the boy next to me heard the sound of me kissing my fingers, and then my hand I slid it down my neck and slid it under my coat again. The boy kept staring at me. He seemed much braver than when he first got in the car. Maybe he was subconsciously encouraged by my words and deeds.                   My hands wandered to my chest, and the coat covering it rose and fell with the movements of my hands. "I'm going down, still going down..." He teased the two men while touching me. PC's breathing began to quicken again. At this moment, the car suddenly stopped and it turned out that the rest area had arrived. The annoying co-Driver shouted loudly: "You can go to the toilet now, go to the toilet." Seeing that it was about to arrive in an hour, I only entered the rest area at this time. If I really needed it, I would have been exhausted. But the little boy next to him stood up and walked out. "Dear, I'm in the rest area, I'll call you later." I saw that annoying man walking towards me, so I hung up the phone first to see what he was going to say. "Miss, I need to get off the car and rest." He stared at me, and I thought I must not let him see that I was not wearing any clothes, otherwise it would be terrible. "I don't want to go to the toilet, I don't want to get off the car." of course I can't get off the car in my current state. "No, if you don't go down, other people's things will be put on top, and it won't feel good if they are lost." He is really annoying. “I don’t want to go down either.” Another passenger sitting in the first row also said sleepily. "No, no, if anyone wants to go down, just go down." He nuzzled at the boy who had almost reached the door, and when he said that he actually wanted to pull me, I immediately became nervous. “Forget it, forget it, I’m not going to do it either.” Seeing this, the boy actually walked back from the door and sat down on the seat. Unexpectedly, he was quite a gentleman. Obviously he knew my embarrassment. Seeing that all three passengers refused to get out of the car, the annoying man gave up and jumped out. "Thank you," I said to the boy next to me with genuine gratitude. "It's okay," he winked at me mysteriously, as if he was a close confidant, "You are so courageous." I am becoming more and more fond of him, he is really a cute little boy. While he was talking, the Driver who got off the bus jumped back into the car. The bus started again, but stopped again just as it was about to leave the rest area. The door opened, and several people in white coats jumped up. "I'm sorry, our superiors have informed us that to control the spread of SARS, everyone's temperature must be checked and please fill out the health declaration form." One of the people said loudly, and then another person stood in front of the passengers in the first row and put an alcohol bottle in his hand. The wiped thermometer was handed over, and the sleepy passenger had to take off one sleeve of his clothes and put the thermometer under his arm. “Oh my God, what can I do? It seems like I’m really going to make a fool of myself.” I squinted my eyes and pretended to sleep to see if they could let me go, but one of them still came towards me. At this moment, the young man next to him stood up and walked towards the person, "Give it to me. She is my girlfriend. She is asleep. Let me measure her." He pointed at me as he said it.​"Okay," the man handed him the thermometer, still standing there worriedly, looking at me worriedly, "Is she okay? SARS is very serious." "It's okay, don't worry, I'll be there soon." "Measure it." As he said that, he walked towards me with a thermometer, reached beside me and gently inserted one leg in front of my seat, then leaned down, blocking the eyes of the people behind him, and pretended to lie down on me. My ear said: "honey, they want to check your temperature. Let me clamp it for you." I opened my eyes wide and looked at him who was only a few centimeters away from me. My face turned red, but I didn't dare to move. He But he winked at me mischievously, and then gently pulled open the coat covering my chest. My breasts were immediately fully exposed in front of his eyes, and they were very close. I noticed that his eyes were a little blurry, and his breathing was It also became cramped in my ears, and I also felt a sudden excitement. At this time, one of his legs was inserted between my legs. I suddenly found that he had forgotten to close the zipper he had just opened. From the open trouser door, I saw the same thing I had seen just now. The thing was rising up little by little, and then it stretched the loose pants door wider and wider, and then it suddenly popped out again, bouncing up and down two or three inches away from the tip of my pen, and a wave of... The masculine body odor of body wash immediately penetrated my nose. (4) ＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊＊Writing is really hard, but I feel like I have everyone’s support Much better. After all, it’s a way to entertain yourself, so you’re welcome. Many friends like the feeling of just covering up and teasing, and they want us to take our time. However, after 20,000 to 30,000 words have passed like this, if there is really no further development, it is actually unreal. After all, you are reading stories about erotic men and women. There are also many friends who urge us to publish articles faster. In fact, the purpose of publishing articles every three days is to allow more friends to read them. If the frequency of publishing is too fast, some parts will be squeezed to the bottom. Late Friends who come will not be able to see it, so please be patient and take care of each other! To compensate, I will post more this time! Today, the following parts are all first releases, so let’s mention Yaqing before writing. PC joined Yaqing many years ago, but later left it because of busy work, and even forgot his previous username and password. Not long after returning to Yaqing, the site was shut down. At first it was said that there was a problem with the hosting server Company, then it was said that ibill had a software problem and the Chinese part was temporarily closed. The last news was that it was completely out of the question. Whether it was true or not, for many old porn people, this is a Something to be sad about. So today’s part is to commemorate Ya Qing. Whether life is bitter or sweet, whether it is written or read, whether it is with or without a station, whether it is in the quarantine area,It's still outside the quarantine area. Life has to be lived, love has to be made, and pornographic texts have to be read. This is one of the meanings of pornography. Regarding today's part, what needs to be mentioned is the description of rape in the article. I hope you can correct your attitude and just read it. The husband and Wife agree that it is okay to arrange it as a sex game and play it at Home, but don't take it seriously. In real life, real rape is always the ugliest thing. In the comment area, a friend named holyosiris is soliciting detailed descriptions of rape. If you happen to pass by, please leave a comment and give your opinion. Thanks in advance. ************************************************************************************ situation, holding in one hand He was holding a thermometer and a declaration form in one hand and didn't know what to do with it for a moment. Obviously he couldn't just turn around. Suddenly, I didn't know where the courage came from. I grabbed his hard and hot cock with one hand, opened his pants door a little with the other hand, and stuffed this uninvited guest back. Then I quickly zipped it up for him, and he wisely leaned down again to block my movement. At this time, both my breasts were exposed to him due to the movement of my hands. I quickly pulled up my coat, and he quickly and gently inserted the thermometer into my armpit, and then, it was still there I kissed the base of my ear! Then he said: "Baby, okay, go back to sleep." Then he turned around, and there seemed to be a little bit of his heat and body odor still in my hand. The man in the white coat behind him saw him turn around and gave up. He glanced at me leaning there and said to the boy, "You also need to fill out the health declaration form." Then he turned around and got out of the car to SMoke. The young man put another thermometer under his arm. I looked at him and didn't know what to say. "Thank you," is all I can say. "Thank you too." His face seemed to be red again. Was he really a Virgin? I thought back to the feeling of holding his cock in my hand just now, and felt strange again. The car was finally on the road again, and I was completely relieved, but the comfortable feeling of lying naked under the coat had disappeared. I turned slightly sideways, put one arm into the sleeve of the coat, and then carefully put on the coat. He turned his head again and buttoned the buttons one by one. When I was buttoning the buttons, my plump breasts and perky nipples were reflected in the car window, as well as the eyes of the handsome boy behind me. He seemed to be getting bolder and bolder, but I no longer wanted to avoid his eyes. I found that I began to like him, and subconsciously I no longer just regarded him as the target of my sexual adventure, but really hoped that he could get a little satisfaction from me to repay the care he took for me along the way. Thinking of this, I unbuttoned the second button from top to bottom, which was exactly where my chest was. The distance between each button was already very large. After unbuttoning this button, my hands With a slight movement of my elbow, my breasts can be seen from the side, and then I unbutton the bottom button again, so that if he likes it, he can lift his legs a little while I'm walking or sitting. You can see my entire thigh and even more. If earlier today I was just covering up and exposing myself by playing a sexually adventurous game with PC to satisfy me, then what I want now is that I can satisfy this cute boy more. If PC is willing, I think I I can even help him with his Dick, or let him caress my body. PC and I have discussed many times how mutually acceptable the two parties can be in sex games, but we have never really played 3P or 4P games. Even in other games, we have a tacit understanding that two people must participate together, even if It's also possible to do it on the phone like I just did. In the car window, the little boy had been staring at me, but when I turned around, he quickly looked away again as if he was afraid of being discovered by me. Really, in this day and age, it is still possible There are such shy men. "Hi, what's your name?" I turned my body towards him, and we barely spoke on the way here. "mac, my name is mac, what about you?" "My name is jenny, what do you do, are you on a business trip?" I asked him casually. "I work at xx Company, doing market development. Our brand has just entered the market here, so we often come here." His Company is a well-known fashion Company in Europe, and we actually have a lot of dealings with it, but I They didn't want to interfere too much with each other, so they didn't say anything. "Come here." I leaned towards the aisle and waved to him with my left hand. "What?" He tilted his head, not knowing what I wanted to say, so I put my lips to his ear and whispered, "You were peeking at me again just now." "...I..." mac's face He blushed, obviously he didn't expect me to say this. "Do you think I look good?" I asked with a SMile. "Okay, good-looking, you are very beautiful." He hesitated. "What else?" I hesitated. "And, and, and very sexy." His face turned red again. "Come over and sit down. Aren't you tired of talking like this?" I called him to sit next to me. When he stood up, I saw that his pants were pushed up again. This guy is so soft today. I don’t know how many times I did it. "Is he your husband?" I knew he was asking PC. "Yes, who else could it be." "Yes, who else could it be?""He's such a strange person." The young man obviously doesn't understand our game very well. "No, maybe you will understand in the future." "I don't think I would play like this with my girlfriend." mac kept staring at my legs, and would turn to look at me when talking to me, His eyes would take the opportunity to drift from my face to my chest, and the lights above my head would shine on me. In fact, even if I buttoned up all the buttons, he could still see through the gap as big as a grain of rice in the knitted jacket. See my skin. "Can you tell I'm not wearing Underwear like this?" I asked again, leaning on his ear. "Yes, yes." He took the opportunity to give me a full look. "You are so charming." "Thank you, do you think I am a strange person too." I really don't want him to feel like a monster. "Well, it's a little bit. You and my girlfriend are very different." I don't think he doesn't have a girlfriend. "How old is she?" "She is still studying. Every time I want to touch her, she is unwilling. I thought women were so thoughtless." It turns out that is the case. "She hasn't figured it out yet. I was like this when I was a kid." "You look very young too." He is very good at pleasing people. However, I do look a few years younger than my actual age. On the one hand, I pay great attention to maintenance. In addition, I feel that because I am more involved in sexual activities, it is also very beneficial to my skin. Women always need sex to nourish themselves. "I'm not as young as you think. I have no problem being your eldest sister." "That's my blessing." Mac spoke a lot more freely, and it turns out that he can also be glib. "You are very lucky," I lowered my voice, "You have been hard all the way and you are not tired." "Hehe, you are not tired," he did not blush this time, "I am very happy." The two seats are They were tightly connected, with not much space between the two of them. Mac's shoulders were broad and pressed tightly against mine. His body exuded a faint scent of Hugoboss perfume. It was really cool. I don’t understand why someone at such a young age would use this brand. The legs of the two people were side by side, almost leaning against each other. His hands were always on his thighs while he was talking. They were a pair of slender and delicate hands with neatly manicured nails. I always pay close attention to observing men's hands, because in sex, the role of hands is more important than the reproductive organs. A pair of dexterous and sensitive hands can convey love to your skin. Without this warm feeling, Making Love is impossible. It no longer becomes lovemaking. While I was watching, I noticed that his hand was moving down from his thigh little by little as the car bumped. Mac gave me the impression of an obedient big boy along the way, always acting like a gentleman. In fact, I was not. I don’t want him to touch me.I hope to keep my good impression of him until the end of the trip. If he really put his hand on my leg blatantly, or simply pushed me down on the chair and took off my clothes and kissed me, maybe I would also I'm not really angry, but I don't like him secretly taking advantage of me like those old perverts. Hesitantly, his hand slipped between the two of us. The back of his hand was still rubbing against the outside of my thigh through my coat, but the part where his fingers touched was already directly below the hem of the coat. I felt his fingers SMooth and warm on my skin. I don’t know what else he wants to do. I hope he doesn’t really put his hand under my butt like the people in the novel. I will definitely not allow him to do this. I felt Mac's fingers trembling slightly, as if he rubbed them against my thighs hesitantly and then left them there without moving. Fortunately, okay, this little guy wants to imitate others in doing bad things. Fortunately, he has a thief heart but not the courage, and he is still a good boy. I didn’t care what mac did, I took out my phone and dialed pc. "honey, I'm almost there. Remember to pick me up. I'm like a naked lamb." "Haha, don't worry. Did you have fun along the way? You haven't put on your clothes yet?" "You've already put them on! I don't dare to play anymore. They were checking for SARS in the rest area, and we almost got into trouble." "What are you going to do? Those local gangsters are not easy to deal with." I'm very proud that PC is worried about me. "It's okay, the handsome guy next to me helped me get through." As I said that, I glanced at Mac, and his hand moved from my thigh to his own thigh, this little coward. "He's quite righteous." "Yes, he's a nice guy. You can see him when we get here." "Okay, you won't fall in love with him, right? It's just love on the bus." "Bah! You are a bad guy and an old couple, are you jealous?" I scolded and was happy that he still cared about me. "You're so jealous! I'll eat you first later." "Eat, eat, come and eat now. If you don't want to eat, I'll eat it myself first!" As I said that, I unbuttoned a button with my left hand. He reached into his chest through his clothes, "Well, well,...oh, come on, my dear..." I imitated the sound of Calling the bed, and while talking, I glanced at Mac with a SMile, and Mac returned to him. It was really like that that day, I watched with my eyes wide open as my PC and I were having trouble on the phone. "Oh my God, I can't do it anymore. You've kept me excited today. If I can't help it anymore, I'll ejaculate first, but I won't be able to play with you anymore!" "No, no, you have to stay until I come." ! "My hands were still playing with my nipples in my clothes. It felt so good to be flirting with my beloved on the phone and playing with myself next to a handsome boy.good. “Hey, have you ever had it on the road today?” He was asking me if I had a chance to reach orgasm by myself. "Where is it? It's always like this. If you're scared, you won't get there." "Why don't you try it now? It's rare to have a considerate and sensible little handsome guy to cheer you up. I'll listen on the phone. You can come here first on the way and wait. My task will be lighter, haha. " "You won't care, but people have already seen it. "In fact, people have seen it a long time ago. I wonder if it is necessary to wait until I see PC. All the details were told to him. "It's not like people haven't seen it. Don't you like this the most, little slut." "Hehe, you are the most considerate of me, my dear, but I'm afraid of scaring people." I said while watching. ｍａｃ, one hand was rubbing my breast. Mac's face turned red again. "Afraid? Will he be scared? He's so lucky! Let's touch it first to see if it's wet..." In fact, my lower body was already very wet, but I still took my hand out of my chest and stretched it underneath while staring at Mac's. Eyes, the feeling of unresTrained lust is so great. "My dear, it's so wet. I feel like I want it. I want you to lick me..." "Oh, my god, I'm already hard...see if your little handsome guy is also hard." Are you up?" He is really good at playing. "He's been like this all the way. I haven't seen him soften yet. If only you were always like this!" I said, looking at Mac's bulging pants. At this time, Mac put his hand on the bulging pants again. When he saw me, he moved his hand away as if he was electrocuted. "Well..." I pressed his hand to signal him to be braver. The back of his hand was as SMooth as jade. It's rare to see a boy's hands so well maintained. My fingers accidentally touched his there again. I felt the heat inside his pants while I was wearing them, and I seemed to be able to feel his blood beating. "Well..." This time it was PC's voice on the phone. I knew he must also be playing with his Dick. Unlike Mac, he must have taken it out of his pants. Maybe he was already naked. Thinking of PC's body, I felt excited again. PC is a tall, thin man. I don't know what other women think, but to me, his body is simply perfect. I love it so much. I like to lick every corner of his body with the tip of my tongue, watching him tense up under my body because he can't stand the stimulation. ​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​I took my hand away from Mac’s hand and put it back on my lower abdomen. Padded with my jacket, I squeezed my cute little nub, which could quickly bring me to climax. Mac next to me no longer cared about being shy. He stared directly at my hands. He pressed his hands on his pants, and a round and long shape stood out. He remembered that when he took my temperature just now, this guyThe way it was dangling in front of my nose, I wished he would take it out and let me take another look. "Oh," PC hummed softly on the phone. He was very strange. Although he could do so many tricks, his voice was always very shy during sex, "honey,... you, um, Do you know what I am doing here..." "...," I responded to him, "You are touching yourself,... I want to lick your Dick, and put it into my mouth..." Mac was stunned beside him. , he didn’t expect me to say these vulgar words. "I, yes... do you know where I am?" "...Where..." "I'm in the waiting hall..." "Oh, honey, it's so exciting." Oh my god, he is actually in the waiting hall. I'm not afraid of being regarded as a gangster by the security guard when I touch myself, but it's really exciting to imagine him touching me while sitting in the waiting hall. "...Also, there is a woman opposite me..." "Oh my god, it's so exciting, I love you so much, my dear...be careful of being caught..." "It's just the two of us, oh...she She's secretly looking at me..." It was already close to midnight, and that woman must have come to pick someone up. In this SMall town, there weren't many people at the station at night. "It's so exciting... you gangster... Oh, I really want to see you walk up to her and cum on her face... Oh... She must be a slut like me..." Mac next to him was already panting, like this He was afraid that he had never heard such a spicy conversation before, so he finally couldn't bear it and unzipped his pants. "I love you too, oh, only you can play with me... Oh, I want to go over and play with her, just like you play with the handsome guy..." I heard him on the phone The echo of walking. "Oh, it's so exciting... Don't scare people..." In fact, PC doesn't look like a bad person at all. He is indeed not a bad person. If the other person shows disgust, he will definitely not continue his harassment. I guess That woman also wanted to watch the show, otherwise she would have run away long ago, and even if there was no one in the station, it would still be safer than outside. "..." There was only PC's breathing on the phone. He must have been close to the woman. I imagined him sitting next to a woman and teasing me. I felt that I was getting closer and closer to climax. Next to me, Mac put his hand into the door of his pants, but instead of taking it out, he rubbed it inside with his hands. I was looking forward to him ejaculating, and this anticipation made me even more excited. As the excitement increased, I was no longer satisfied with the stimulation of my lower body with one hand. I quickly found an earphone and plugged it into the phone. One hand continued to squeeze my little sister, and the other free hand reached out My breasts were being rubbed hard inside the clothes. "..." On the phone was PC's breathing getting heavier and heavier. As his breathing became heavier, my body gradually tightened and my hand movements became more and more intense.Big, I feel like the climax is coming at any time. "Oh..." PC snorted heavily, and then there was silence. During these few seconds of silence, my body became tighter and tighter, my chest involuntarily pushed up, and my legs involuntarily tightened. I felt that I My face felt like a fever, and the strong stimulation made me bite my lips. Seeing my expression, Mac couldn't help but move his hand faster. Suddenly he quickly took out the thing I had been waiting for for a long time and held it in his hand. His body leaned tightly against the back of the chair, and his glans swelled. It was purple and red, as if it was about to explode. A thick white thing suddenly shot out quickly, and part of it fell on my left leg like raindrops. It was wet and hot, and his My head was stretched forward vigorously, my mouth was open there, and my body was like a tightened bow. Just when I felt the temperature of his Semen on my thighs, my orgasm surged forward like a reservoir gate that suddenly opened. And my whole body seemed to be suffocated. "My dear, I love you so much. It's great that you came." PC's voice came from the phone. I closed my eyes and lay softly on the back of the chair, like a sleeping cat, my whole body was sore and weak. At this time I felt a warm hand caressing my thigh. I opened my eyes and saw that it was Mac wiping away the Semen on my legs. He finally found the opportunity to touch my body. I thought I told him to use a tissue instead of his hands, but he didn't have the strength to say it, so he let him do it. The poor little boy was also timid and didn't dare to touch me all night. "I love you too, honey, only you can make me like this. You came so well just now, and we are here together again." We like the feeling of reaching climax together. "I'm afraid it's not just the two of us." PC started his usual banter again. "Hehe, yes, it's great." I glanced at Mac next to me. He was hiding the soft things back. When I looked at him, his face turned red again. "My dear, please rest for a while, I'll wait for you here." After saying this, PC hung up the phone. The car drove silently in the dark night, and there were more and more faint lights outside. It seemed that the destination was coming soon. Mac fell asleep next to me, his head tilted and resting on my shoulder. Like all men, they turn into docile lambs after a party. I was thinking back on everything that happened one night, and I didn’t understand how there could be so many coincidences. Is this my affair or Mac’s affair? Looking at the little boy next to me, I couldn't help but think of PC a few years ago. He was such a shy man at that time. Can age make people change so much? I also thought of my past. Although I have always had a strong desire, before I gradually started to play with PC, I was still a conservative woman in general. But now, I can actually be in front of a strange man. Enjoy exposure. RememberThe first time I encountered a man exposed in front of me, I was on my way Home from School with two other female companions. It was raining lightly, and a man from the opposite side walked towards me wearing a poncho. When he passed by us, he suddenly opened it. I took off my poncho and exposed my naked lower body. I was frightened at the time. I told my girlfriends next to me, but they said they didn’t see it and that I was too erotic and imagined it. I never thought it was just my imagination. On the contrary, I I think the two girls also saw it, but they just refused to admit it. At that time, I hated this kind of exhibitioniSM very much. I thought they were unreasonable. But now I like to expose myself, and I also fell in love with a husband who likes me to expose myself. As I understand desire, I know that in fact these Men's Pleasure in exposure comes from women like me who scream when they see exposure. If they turn a blind eye like my girlfriends, they will naturally lose interest. Just like today, if mac doesn't respond to what I do, I naturally have no interest in playing. Therefore, whether it is a man or a woman, any violent reaction they make to a sexual suggestion from a stranger of the opposite sex is actually a response to the sexual suggestion. There is an acCompanying side in their nature, but this inner thing is often suppressed by culture. and social mOrality, thus suppressing their desires. PC and I have discussed this issue many times. Sometimes we also feel that maybe this theory is just an excuse for our own behavior. However, since we are so interested in this kind of lifestyle, we simply don’t think too much about it and just act. When trying to choose the right person to interact with, if the other person shows a little bit of disapproval, we will not continue, because violence and reluctance will never bring real happiness. The car finally drove into this city, a SMall and quiet place. Not long after entering the city, we arrived at the only long-distance station in the area. The station was very SMall. There were a few overnight buses parked casually in the parking lot. There was a sign at the door. The overhead lights are on, waiting for late-night taxis. Mac finally woke up from his sleep, said hello to me, jumped out of the car and ran away in a hurry. I think he might not dare to see PC. For a boy of his age, it might not be possible. Can't really understand this game.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​ off ​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​ off out to see Mac running away, dressed like this, I didn’t dare to stay in the car for long, so I hurriedly packed up my things and walked towards the car door. There was a lot of noise outside the car door. It turned out to be taxi Drivers who were squatting at the door and grabbing passengers. “Miss, take my seat!”… “Take my seat!”… “Where are you going?”… I stood in the car door and looked out, but I didn’t see PC. A gust of wind blew by and lifted up the car. The only coat I had left on me, I quickly pressed the unbuttoned hem with my hands. The annoying Driver behind said that if I was waiting for someone, I could sit in the car for a while. I thought of the dirty face he used to eat me on the way. Hands, I still squeeze under the car door, PC is already nearby, I can giveHe called. There was another commotion among the Drivers crowded at the door. Countless hands reached out to me, and some people even pulled my clothes. I regretted why I didn’t button the chest and hem buttons just now. My thighs and breasts were being pulled. Exposed to a crowd of northern men, I felt a few hands take the opportunity to touch my butt, and someone pinched my breasts from the side, but so many hands overwhelmed me, so I had no choice but to ignore them. I squeezed out from the crowd in the wiping motion, hoping that their hands could be cleaner. "Fuck, this bitch is naked!" "Damn, she's so fucking slutty!" "She's from Shanghai, she's so slutty!" "Fuck, why are you blocking me? You can't touch me!" "It SMells good!" ... There was an unbearable noise coming from behind. If PC were around, maybe these dirty words could excite me for a while, but right now, I just want to escape from here. It was probably after midnight, and the door to the waiting room from the parking lot was locked, and it was pitch dark inside. I took out my phone and wanted to find PC quickly. Who knew his phone was turned off? I regretted Calling him in the car. I made a long call, and it must have been because his phone ran out of battery that it jumped. After thinking about it, I started complaining about why he wasn’t waiting for me in the parking lot. After passing countless eyes, I walked out of the gate of the parking lot. Fortunately, the station was not big. Soon I walked around to the main entrance of the waiting hall. I thought maybe PC was waiting for me here. The main entrance of the station was also locked, and there was no one at the entrance, not even taxis. The Drivers must have known that the late Trains drove directly into the parking lot, so they all ran over there to grab passengers. I started to feel anxious, worried that PC would Nothing would happen. Could he really let the woman he harassed sue? I didn't go to the toilet during the 6-hour drive. My lower abdomen was tight and I felt like I needed to urinate. Fortunately, the toilet door at the station was open to the outside. I guess it was to take care of the passengers on the morning and evening shifts. I couldn't find the PC for a while, so I went to the toilet. He hurriedly walked into the toilet. Oh my god, what kind of place is this? It was dark in the toilet, and the lights seemed to be broken. Because there were no windows, it was almost impossible to see anything inside. Fortunately, I was SMart, so I took out my phone and walked in with the help of a weak keyboard light. There is a sink vaguely visible inside, and a mirror when you look up. It seems to be a clean place. Why don't they fix the lights? I tentatively moved in little by little, and when I got to the mirror, I realized that the place to relieve myself had to be turned in further. I wondered if I should just endure it for now, find the PC, and then settle down. I put my phone Put it on the countertop of the sink, turn on the faucet and want to wash your hands. People are panicked due to the SARS epidemic. Everyone has sat on the bus, so it is better to be careful. At this moment, the light of the mobile phone went out because it exceeded the preset time. My hand was just under the faucet, so I had to touch the darkness.I washed vigorously, and in the quiet toilet I could only hear the sound of water rushing and my gentle breathing. At this moment, there suddenly seemed to be a slight sound behind me. I became nervous, as if there was something invisible behind me. The hairs all over my body stood up and I got goosebumps all over. Can't it be a human? How could any woman come here to use the toilet in the middle of the night? The more I thought about it, the more scared I became. Regardless of the fact that my hands were still wet, I groped for my phone on the counter. I felt something wrong. I suddenly felt something wrong. I touched someone under my hand that said it was soft or hard. Something hard and still warm. "Ah!" I screamed in fright, and I realized that what I touched was the back of a person's hand! And it shouldn't be a woman's. That hand was pressing on the countertop. This person must be standing behind me! My legs were so frightened that I felt weak. Before I could react, this man's hand covered my mouth. His body pressed against me tightly from behind, clamping me tightly. Unable to move between him and the table in front of me, I felt something hard pressing against my lower back, and then his other hand reached my chest from behind and squeezed my breasts hard and randomly. "pervert!" My first reaction was that I met a pervert, but when I thought about it, I thought it would not be so unlucky, and the PC should be nearby. Well, maybe it was this stinky PC who was messing around with me again. Thinking of this, I leaned back hard to make some room, and freed my hands to break the big hand covering my mouth, but I immediately realized something was wrong and became completely nervous. Because when I leaned back, my head just hit his chest. PC is 177cm tall and I am 170cm tall. Usually when he hugs me from behind, my head can just rest on his shoulder when I lean back. , and this time, it is obvious that the person behind him is at least half a head taller than PC! Complete fear suddenly gave me strength. I squeezed his hand hard, trying to free my mouth so that I could shout. At this time, I became more and more convinced that the person behind was not PC, because on this hand, PC should be wearing a Just a ring, and this guy doesn't have one! It must have been one of those Drivers who followed me here! I regret in my heart why I dressed like this to offend others, and I also hate that PC died somewhere. Seeing my resistance, the man took out his right hand from my chest, forcefully pulled down my left hand that was holding his hand on my mouth, pulled it to my back, relaxed his body, and pressed it against his lower abdomen and between my buttocks, and then used his right hand to cover my mouth, and then used his left hand to pull my other hand behind his back and press it under his belly, so that I felt like I was tied behind my back. Same. I first tried to shout when he changed hands, but his movements were too fast, and my shouts turned into a few weak moans. I found that his hard cock had been pulled out of his pants in advance. Other than that, it happened to hit the hands that were pressing me behind my back. I tried to grab it and make him feel pain, but he pressed me too hard.My efforts seemed to be helping him masturbate. I could clearly feel that the thing was getting harder and hotter. At this time, I felt a strong sorrow of being a woman. My strength became so pale and weak within a minute. After exerting all my strength, my body seemed to have collapsed, and the remaining resistance was like a thread. The fish on the board could only wag its tail in despair, and my weak movements seemed to stimulate him even more. His hands wandered to my chest again, taking turns kneading my breasts, using a few They pinched, lifted, pressed, rubbed, pinched, and squeezed my nipples with almost crazy movements that I could and could not imagine. What made it even more unbearable for me was that he started to lower his head and kiss my neck, and lick my ears and torn shoulders with the tip of his tongue. If PC did this, I would enjoy the warmth and stimulation, and I would also feel it. And intoxicated, but now, all I can feel is an experience between pain and itch, which is unbearable. His hands became more and more dishonest. He unbuttoned the few remaining buttons in front of me one by one in a panic, and then touched all the way down from my chest, and my lower abdomen was pressed tightly. On the table, my originally full bladder was pressed against the table, making my lower body sore and overwhelmed. His hands then went around my lower abdomen and carelessly touched my crotch and butt from behind. Anger and humiliation accumulated in my heart, and I tried hard to lift my foot and kick his calf, but he took the opportunity to separate my legs with his knee, and his two legs stood between mine. My legs couldn't be closed, and I couldn't use any strength. I lifted my legs back and kicked them feebly in the air, but he took the opportunity to grab my thighs and touch them back and forth. Touching and stroking, his hand slid down my thigh and between my legs. My heart was filled with despair. The moment his cold fingers touched my soft lower body, my heart felt like Ashes. Because of the erotic games along the way, my lower body was always wet. When I mistakenly thought he was PC, I was still excited for a while, so this was the time when I was showing off my love, and I didn’t want to die. I didn't want this pervert to think he had succeeded here and now, so I felt extremely ashamed when I felt the wetness underneath me through his hands again. Although many times I have fantasized about being raped gently, this kind of rape imagination has brought us endless sexual interest, PC has also written a related article to discuss sexual interest with other couples and friends, but today, I found that imagining It was so far from reality. This kind of thing was so terrible in reality. The pain and shame of being insulted far outweighed any physical Pleasure. This man seemed to be an expert in the sex field. His fingers were not rubbing my buds vigorously, but were swimming along the two soft petals in the gap, like a soft snake, looking forward for the bud. SMall pieces of meat, and then gently toss them.​I angrily cursed in my heart, trying to stop the shameful physiological conditioned reflex, but I still felt the hot liquid accumulating little by little in my flesh hole, and then slowly moving along the wall of the cave toward the entrance. Slowly sliding down, more and more people finally gathered near the entrance of the cave. I stood there, trying to contract the walls of my uterus and Vagina to prevent the fluid from sliding down, but the contraction of the muscles seemed to increase the secretion of fluid, and the standing posture made my efforts useless. , his fingers continued to play with my flesh, and his palms were still gently squeezing my hole. At this time, the heat in my body was gathering more and more, and it was sliding downward faster and faster. I felt this heat Liu Li's hand is getting closer and closer. In the end, my efforts failed completely. The heat flow gathered more and more in my hole. I twisted my body hard and contracted my Vagina hard. However, in the end, the body fluid was still there, but it was getting faster and faster. The ground approached my hole, and then I clearly felt them coming out in a rush

, SMearing on his long-awaited Waiting on the palm of my hand, the moment my body fluids rushed out of my body, for some reason, the urine accumulated in my bladder also rushed out. In an instant, I felt a sense of excretion and relief. , this is an uncontrollable state, just like when love reaches its climax, even in death, it is clearly there. Urine flowed down my legs, and tears burst out of my eyes. The love juice in my Vagina was no longer under control. I felt like a beast. The only thing left was humiliation and nakedness, just for creation. I feel as if I have separated from the physical desire that I control, and this body no longer seems to belong to me. I clamped my legs together, and under his palms, I couldn't hear my own voice, but my heart was Moaning on the edge of desire and pain. He was obviously shocked by my urine, but in an instant I realized the stimulation all this had on him. His cock that I was pressing on my hand suddenly became much harder, and my hand was wet with it. His secretions. He withdrew his hand from my crotch and pressed me on the table. My breasts felt the coldness of the marble veneer. He grabbed my waist and pulled me outward, pressing his upper body down on my back. , my butt stuck up, his lower abdomen left my hands behind my back, his cock swayed and hit my butt, looking for where to go, my hands went back to try to stop him, but because of being After being pressed for too long, the whole thing has become sore and weak, and it really has no effect. Suddenly his hard stick pressed against my Anus, and I was desperate again. Even PC had never entered my body from here. Fortunately, he changed his mind in an instant. This must not be the case here either. His first choice was just in the wrong place, and sure enough, he used his free hand to help, aiming his meat head at my love heart.​I made the final struggle, shrinking the hole hard to prevent him from entering, but the hole covered with love juice and urine was so SMooth and tender. When he exerted a little force, I clearly felt that his cock was a little laborious at first. I probed into the hole, then slipped out and slid into the deepest part of my body. The feeling at that moment was like the moment when I entered the water when diving. Because I contracted hard, the entire flesh wall tightly held his Dick. The moment he thrust in, I once again experienced the shameful stimulation, and a stream of heat surged out of my body again, wrapping it around me. His cock rushed out of my body with his outward thrusts, and my tears welled up again. My tears flowed to his hand that was still covering my mouth. Suddenly he seemed to hesitate for a moment, and then stopped twitching. After a few seconds of hesitation, a voice sounded in my ear that surprised me. "Dear, it's me." It was actually PC's voice! His hand slowly released my mouth and placed it gently on my back. "...Ah," I finally breathed out. I didn't know whether to cry or scold, "Why are you..." I still cried out. "My dear, you are really crying..." PC gently turned my body back and held me in his arms. I pushed his chest hard, "You are such a bad person. Why are you doing this to me? I Ignore you!" "I thought you would like it. Haven't you always fantasized about this situation?" He hugged me hard, and my breasts pressed tightly against his chest. "Only a ghost would like this. I usually just play with you, but you scare me to death!" His hands were on my waist, he reached through the completely open skirt and hugged my buttocks from behind. "Originally I told you to scare you," he kissed my earlobe gently, making my heart that was originally filled with anger itch. "But it was really too exciting." He whispered to me, As he spoke, he rubbed his belly against mine, and his something that had just softened began to touch me hard again. "You are so bad, I will never play with you again," I was still angry, but my body began to heat up as he kept stroking his hands, and the love juice underneath was still seeping out. I wondered why I was like this Fornication has no future at all. "I'm sorry, please let me go." He put one hand around my waist and pulled me towards him again, letting me feel his hard and hot reaction. His other hand was on my waist. He groped my breasts and gently played with my nipples, and my heart rose and fell involuntarily along with his fingers. "I don't, I just don't," I kept saying no, but my body began to become turbulent. Along the way, PC tried his best to seduce my desire. In the shame just now, I once again experienced a primitive feeling. And the instinctive things that are like waves are irresistible. Now I feel safer than ever beside PC. Although I blame him, I am still glad that this is just...He arranged the game instead of the real thing. PC lowered his head and kissed my mouth. The tip of his tongue was searching for my forgiveness. I still pushed him away hard: "Why did you suddenly grow taller?" I still don't understand why I didn't recognize him. "I'm standing on two stone bricks. They were placed in front of the counter. During the daytime cleaning, there was water everywhere, and they were placed here as a stepping stone." "What about your ring?" I still didn't give up, what could I do? So stupid. "of course I took it off," he said with a SMile, while continuing to kiss my lips, one hand began to explore my stamens, "You are so SMart, of course I have to be well prepared to deceive you. Ah." I love hearing what he said. "You know how to plot against me. I won't do it anymore. You can't touch me these days!" I continued to lose my temper at him. This experience was too scary after all, but his hands still rubbed my lower body softly. , my honey keeps flowing out. "I won't touch you, but you want to touch me," he started his usual teasing, "You're wet down there," he said lying next to my ear, "Let me fuck you!" To please me, he deliberately said the dirty word that usually made me beg him to say it, and kissed my lips again while saying it. I couldn't help it any longer. My heart was mixed with grievance and desire. I bit his lip hard. He screamed in pain but did not relax. Instead, he continued to kiss. His lips were moist and warm. He was still the same me. The kiss from my beloved man was the kiss that I had been dreaming about for more than a month. I couldn't help but echo the movements of his mouth and tongue. My heart was rekindled with desire, and I hugged him tightly. Stop by and take a look. . . Give it a push. . . I love passing by and taking a look. . . Give it a push. . . Stop by and take a look. . . 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