If, in this school, Ying Er took the initiative to make herself shine, Yitong became cold because of her disgust for boys, but she was more popular. Shiya made countless poor students kneel down with contempt from the top, but Zirou, she is gentle, introverted and quiet and gentle.
She has been immersed in poetry and songs since she was a child. She can play the guzheng well, write calligraphy well, and chat with girls softly. She has no friends of the opposite sex and never participates in group activities. She prevents all things that seem to be irrelevant to good students in the school. She hopes that she can hide at the end of the classroom and think about problems quietly and learns her homework well.
She didn't even know when she started being named a goddess by boys in the school, and she felt that the title was.
It sounds bad. She just wants to continue to be a good student in the eyes of the teacher and a good girl in the eyes of her parents.
If you only have hobbies that are not related to learning, you can at most wear Hanfu, JK, participate in some comic exhibitions, and see those csplay ladies you like.
And these have gradually changed by something before.
During this period of time, something that she wanted to forget but couldn't help but recall it over and over again, and something that she couldn't help but keep coming to her mind.
Because of this incident, it seemed that the boundary between Zirou and me was broken. Although Zirou didn't say it, I already regarded myself as her boyfriend.
In front of the cinema.
My heart was beating very, very hard and waiting at the door. Zirou didn't reply to me any message yesterday. I also knew that Zirou's personality was impossible to reply to any word for such a bold request.
But today, will Zirou come?
There are still 5 minutes left before the movie will be broadcast.
Zirou did not show up.
The movie begins.
Zirou has not appeared yet.
I suddenly felt a sense of loss inside. I stood up at the ticket office and walked out. Just after walking two or three steps, I shocked a girl. She held her cell phone in one hand and her face was red. It seemed that something made her feel very ashamed. She walked towards the theater step by step reluctantly. Looking down, the girl was wearing a white JK school uniform shirt, her plump and tight breasts were reflected on the shirt. There was a beautiful JK skirt. The short skirt could not cover the snow-white long legs and the curve of the back hips. Then there were a pair of short socks and black shoes.
I swallowed hard.
I couldn't tell whether Zi Rou was wearing underwear, but just like this, a living, quiet and elegant girl standing in front of me, I couldn't help but raise the flag.
I tried hard to calm down, stretched out my hand, and grabbed Zirou's soft but a little cold hand.
This is the first time I held a girl's hand in the name of a date, but I am a famous liberal arts goddess in the school.
I pulled Zi Rou through the ticket checkout and found that the ticket checkout guy swept from Zi Rou's head to his feet with a look, and then looked at me with a look of doubt, jealousy and disgust. I smiled proudly and pulled Zi Rou straight in.
Smack
The ticket checker deliberately touched the pen in the place and squatted down slowly. In fact, he wanted to sneak a glance at Zi Rou's JK skirt with his eyes. I also noticed that I reached out and pressed Zi Rou's plaid skirt to stop the other party's bad intentions.
Zi Rou, who had nothing to do with this, only felt that my hand suddenly placed on her little buttocks, was still in broad daylight, and her face turned red in an instant...
The movie I bought today is "Left Ear".
From the first day I saw this poster, I found that the heroine in it looked very similar to Zi Rou, especially the student temperament that was untainted by the mud. She looked like a copy of Zi Rou in her school uniform, but Zi Rou's figure was a few more advantages.
Actually, I didn't care what the plot of today's movie is. I booked a couple seat today, which means there was no handicap between the two, so that the couple could hug them. From the beginning of the movie, the heroine was wearing a cool vest in the room, revealing her long legs, and the boys in the venue began to exclaim privately.
My hand began to unconsciously put on Zirou's thighs. I felt that Zirou's thighs were touched, and I trembled all over.
don't want……
Zirou held my hand and tried to push my hand away. Not only did I not let go, I grabbed it gently, and sighed in my heart. The goddess's thighs were really tender and smooth, and her hands felt like cream.
It's fine……
I comforted me, while looking at the heroine's long legs on the screen, I began to slowly slide my hand into the bottom of the skirt. The more I went in, I felt the temperature of my skin became warmer, and Zi Rou's whole body was trembling slightly.
Zirou's heart was pounding. This was the first time she was not wearing underwear in public. Whenever she thought of this, she felt her whole body tense along the way. Her honey lips were a little nervous and she would unconsciously seep her fluid slightly, making her clamp her legs every step, for fear that a little mucus would fall on the ground.
Now that my hand was placed on her legs, she shivered all over and her heart beat faster.
My hands continued to stretch in, almost reaching the base of my thighs, and my fingertips seemed to touch a few gentle body hairs.
My heartbeat jumped from one hundred to 180. Zirou really...isn't wearing underwear?
My fingers seemed to have received a charge army. I no longer attacked slowly, but instead touched the deepest part of the skirt with my whole left hand, covering Zi Rou's virgin lips and buds.
Ah……
Zi Rou let out a shocking and sore moan. She felt that the rough palm touched her delicate virgin pussy all at once. The labia that had been exposed to the air that morning was tightly covered by the palm, revealing a warm feeling of the human body.
My hand covered Zirou's labia like this, and my mind was pounding. I gently stroked Zirou's labia with my fingers, feeling the tender girl's labia and the sensitive clitoris on the upper edge. When my middle finger gently touched the mysterious gap of Zirou's labia, I felt that warm and sticky love juice was permeating there.
No...don't...Ah...Anyone else is here...will be found...
Zirou gritted her teeth and made a soft and intoxicating sound like a mosquito.
Zirou means, just don’t be discovered?
Zirou felt even more embarrassed when she heard my replies.
My eyes were still on the screen. Looking at the innocent and shy heroine on the screen, I felt like my fingers were just picking the heroine's honey lips.
Zirou was no longer playing anything on the movie. She was now focusing on her skirt and resisting my rough hands. She wanted to stop my hand through the skirt, but when she touched my hand, I used my fingers to tease my honey hole garden more hard, and she pressed my hand more like pressing me hard on my honey lips.
I was still staring at the screen seriously, but the movements on my hands became more and more varied. My rough fingertips rubbed Ziro's tender flesh from top to bottom and then from bottom to top. The petals were played with passionately, and the two labia were kneaded humiliatedly, and then scraped her congested clitoris vaguely.
Zirou's entire head was leaning back, pressing her hands tightly on her skirt to block the person who was afraid of turning around in front of her to find that her whole body was trembling and tense, and was rushing out of the contact point between my fingers and honey lips by the electric currents of shame, humiliation and pleasure, and rushed straight into the pores of her whole body, making her tremble. She wanted to try hard to cut off the senses from there, but her petals were unconsciously congested, opened, and blooming, as if teasing the visitor's rough fingertips, and the mellow flower dew kept oozing out, so that the intruder could knead and rub it faster.
The whole world seemed to have disappeared, and all Zi Rou's senses were the wave after wave of current from her honey lips.
Suddenly, my movements stopped and my left hand pulled out from under Zi Rou's skirt.
Zirou's spiritual pleasure was still immersed in the hillside, and she suddenly woke up. She unconsciously clamped her legs and subconsciously rubbed back and forth, trying to continue the pleasure.
But I didn't stop my action, because the bed scene in the movie was coming, so I leaned the stools of the two of me back a few degrees, passed through Zirou's waist with my left hand, hugged Zirou on my body, let Zirou lie on my chest, and put her left hand into Zirou's skirt again, returning to the valley where the stream was surging just now.
I loosened the zipper with my right hand and let my dragon jump out from under my pants. Since I saw Zi Rou today, my cock, which has become huge and huge, can finally come out to breathe. The cinema is very dark, and there is no one in the row we are in. The seats in the front and rear rows are high enough to completely block the lower body, and only the upper body in the back row can be seen.
I grabbed Zi Rou's little hand and placed it on my trembling cock. I used the cock to feel the goddess's snow-white and slender little hands. It was a pair of calligraphy works that wrote the first place in the school. The tender hands that wrote down every award-winning main text in the school are now holding my cock.
My left hand tightened Zirou's waist, and continued to caress Zirou's vagina with my fingers deep inside the skirt, while my right hand reached into Zirou's JK shirt lying on her side, holding Zirou's virgin breasts. The soft, smooth and elastic feel immediately made my cock tilt tilt up a few more times.
Zi Rou, who was held in my arms, was surrounded by feelings of pleasure, shame and humiliation. She could no longer tell where these pleasures and currents came from. She became weak all over and let me rage on myself.
I stared at the heroine on the screen. I believe that at least half of the boys below were coveting the heroine's pure, quiet and abstinent and delicate goddess temperament. In my arms, I was holding a girl with a temperament similar to the heroine but still better than the heroine's figure and skin. My fingers were tucking the girl's pure but oozing honey lips. I greedily played with the girl's round and delicate breasts, and my fingers obscenely kneading the tender unprotected nipples. The girl was lying on her chest, breathing more and more rapid and heavy, and she let out a forbearing moan from time to time.
And his cock was held by the girl's little hand, and the huge glans was exposed to the air, as if telling the master's desire to explode at this moment.
My fingers were squeezing faster and faster. The fingertips of my middle finger kept grinding and rubbing Zirou's clitoris, while the fingers of the other hand quickly scraped Zirou's increasingly hard nipples. I felt that Zirou's two honey lips had been swollen and enlarged by playing with them. The delicate buds were congested and erect, and the nectar was seeping more and more, which made my fingers become sticky and wired.
I can no longer tell the heroine in the movie and the girl in my arms. I seemed to have become a character in the play, pushing the heroine on the bed, peeling her clothes, snatching the heroine's tender pussy and grabbing the heroine's breasts, and this feeling really happened in my hands and chest.
Zirou's heartbeats faster and faster. She knew that the movie was about to end and the lights would light up. Everyone would see her labia exposed to the air without wearing underwear. This sense of shame and tension made her heartbeat faster and faster. Her honey lips seemed to be rapidly congested, but the congestion made her honey lips increase the area in contact with my fingers. As I teased my clitoris more and more vigorously, bringing an explosive pleasure and impact. She felt that her nerves had completely lost their perception of the surroundings under the impact of pleasure, faster and more forcefully...
Faster...
quick……
It seemed as if a big fireworks bloomed in my mind...
Tears in Zirou's eyes were about to come out, and she bit my collar tightly and prevented herself from screaming.
At this moment, I felt Zi Rou's legs tighten and clamp my hand tightly. Her labia first shrank slightly, and then a warm current spurted out on my hand. The tender breasts held by the other hand became firm and pressed against my palm tightly.
The cock I held by Zi Rou also reached its peak, and several thick and smelly semen shot out, shooting at Zi Rou's face and glasses that were lying on my chest.
Zirou, yes... sorry
I stopped from the wave of orgasm. Although my penis was still excitedly spitting out the last wave of thick semen with residual passion because of the face-chess because of the literary goddess, I was slowly regaining my sage state.
But Zi Rou is different. This is the first time in her life that she subconsciously and clearly reached an orgasm in public. The pleasure like the tide of fireworks in her brain drowned her. She felt that the hollow vagina under her skirt was still surging warm currents.
I felt the goddess lying on my chest trembling slightly, with a rushing breath, my ears turned red. As the movie was about to enter the ending song, the light was about to light up. I quickly trembled and took out a tissue from my pants, first wiped off the semen from my penis and stuffed it back into my pants, and helped wipe off Zirou's face.
Semen on eyes and clothes.
Smack
The lights in the cinema started to illuminate, and the people in front began to stretch and stand up. Almost everyone's eyes were attracted to a place. In the last row, a girl in JK uniform with long hair and beautiful hair was lying on a boy with a weak appearance. Especially when she was lying down, the JK skirt made the girl's erect back hips even more.
When the boys looked at their girlfriends, they had to feel envious and soreness towards the boy, and then shook their heads. It was like watching a movie like this.
Until the crowd was almost gone, I patted Zirou's back a little awkwardly. Zirou...we... are leaving now
Zirou then gently lifted her chest. Her hair on her forehead was a little messy. It was messed up with her forehead against my chin during orgasm. There were traces of semen that had not been wiped clean on her beautiful and gentle glasses. Under her beautiful and classical facial features, her fair skin was slightly red. It was a girlish look with the mature charm of having just experienced orgasm. She stunned me and made my lower body, which had just finished fighting, tightened slightly again.
Zirou's eyes began to turn red. She bit her lips tightly, and tried her best to help me stand up. She subconsciously covered her back skirt with her hands, and ran towards the bathroom.
And I was still immersed in the aftertaste of such a beautiful launch, and I vaguely saw the liquid slowly sliding down between Zi Rou's legs that were clamped.
I waited at the bathroom door for almost half an hour before I saw Zirou walking out.
She had completely wiped the semen traces on her face and glasses, and had her hair tidied up. I looked down on her thighs unconsciously and found that Zirou had washed it. Except for the light redness that was a little bit more attractive in her ears and cheeks, no one could find that this quiet and beautiful high school girl had just had an orgasm in front of everyone.
I couldn't help feeling my lower body tightened again, and the scene I had imagined day and night was already surging in my heart. I don't know when I could fully obtain this liberal arts goddess coveted by this boys in the school. I vented on her, tear her JK uniform, play with her fingers on the absolute realm under her skirt, and scratched her cock on her quiet and delicate face...
I walked over and hugged Zirou's body gently. She obediently wrapped her hand around my waist and pressed her head against my chest.
Xiaojie, don't do this in the future...
Don’t my Zirou like it?Don’t you feel very exciting, is it comfortable to feel when you are at your peak?
No...
But when I took my hand away, Zirou looked very reluctant.
That... is so shameful...
It's okay, Zirou, I'm here, there won't be any problems, you have to believe me.
I gently stroked the girl's back and comforted her.
Then let's study together next time.
OK... I can take you to read Dream of the Red Chamber!
Then Zirou can still do it next time...
Don't...
Before I could express my intention, Zi Rou rejected it, but I didn't feel lost.
After all, Zi Rou, who is so shy and quiet, is the literary girl Ah in the eyes of all the boys in the school. It would be amazing to let Zi Rou experience such stimulation today.
Then Zirou can dress beautifully!
She has been immersed in poetry and songs since she was a child. She can play the guzheng well, write calligraphy well, and chat with girls softly. She has no friends of the opposite sex and never participates in group activities. She prevents all things that seem to be irrelevant to good students in the school. She hopes that she can hide at the end of the classroom and think about problems quietly and learns her homework well.
She didn't even know when she started being named a goddess by boys in the school, and she felt that the title was.
It sounds bad. She just wants to continue to be a good student in the eyes of the teacher and a good girl in the eyes of her parents.
If you only have hobbies that are not related to learning, you can at most wear Hanfu, JK, participate in some comic exhibitions, and see those csplay ladies you like.
And these have gradually changed by something before.
During this period of time, something that she wanted to forget but couldn't help but recall it over and over again, and something that she couldn't help but keep coming to her mind.
Because of this incident, it seemed that the boundary between Zirou and me was broken. Although Zirou didn't say it, I already regarded myself as her boyfriend.
In front of the cinema.
My heart was beating very, very hard and waiting at the door. Zirou didn't reply to me any message yesterday. I also knew that Zirou's personality was impossible to reply to any word for such a bold request.
But today, will Zirou come?
There are still 5 minutes left before the movie will be broadcast.
Zirou did not show up.
The movie begins.
Zirou has not appeared yet.
I suddenly felt a sense of loss inside. I stood up at the ticket office and walked out. Just after walking two or three steps, I shocked a girl. She held her cell phone in one hand and her face was red. It seemed that something made her feel very ashamed. She walked towards the theater step by step reluctantly. Looking down, the girl was wearing a white JK school uniform shirt, her plump and tight breasts were reflected on the shirt. There was a beautiful JK skirt. The short skirt could not cover the snow-white long legs and the curve of the back hips. Then there were a pair of short socks and black shoes.
I swallowed hard.
I couldn't tell whether Zi Rou was wearing underwear, but just like this, a living, quiet and elegant girl standing in front of me, I couldn't help but raise the flag.
I tried hard to calm down, stretched out my hand, and grabbed Zirou's soft but a little cold hand.
This is the first time I held a girl's hand in the name of a date, but I am a famous liberal arts goddess in the school.
I pulled Zi Rou through the ticket checkout and found that the ticket checkout guy swept from Zi Rou's head to his feet with a look, and then looked at me with a look of doubt, jealousy and disgust. I smiled proudly and pulled Zi Rou straight in.
Smack
The ticket checker deliberately touched the pen in the place and squatted down slowly. In fact, he wanted to sneak a glance at Zi Rou's JK skirt with his eyes. I also noticed that I reached out and pressed Zi Rou's plaid skirt to stop the other party's bad intentions.
Zi Rou, who had nothing to do with this, only felt that my hand suddenly placed on her little buttocks, was still in broad daylight, and her face turned red in an instant...
The movie I bought today is "Left Ear".
From the first day I saw this poster, I found that the heroine in it looked very similar to Zi Rou, especially the student temperament that was untainted by the mud. She looked like a copy of Zi Rou in her school uniform, but Zi Rou's figure was a few more advantages.
Actually, I didn't care what the plot of today's movie is. I booked a couple seat today, which means there was no handicap between the two, so that the couple could hug them. From the beginning of the movie, the heroine was wearing a cool vest in the room, revealing her long legs, and the boys in the venue began to exclaim privately.
My hand began to unconsciously put on Zirou's thighs. I felt that Zirou's thighs were touched, and I trembled all over.
don't want……
Zirou held my hand and tried to push my hand away. Not only did I not let go, I grabbed it gently, and sighed in my heart. The goddess's thighs were really tender and smooth, and her hands felt like cream.
It's fine……
I comforted me, while looking at the heroine's long legs on the screen, I began to slowly slide my hand into the bottom of the skirt. The more I went in, I felt the temperature of my skin became warmer, and Zi Rou's whole body was trembling slightly.
Zirou's heart was pounding. This was the first time she was not wearing underwear in public. Whenever she thought of this, she felt her whole body tense along the way. Her honey lips were a little nervous and she would unconsciously seep her fluid slightly, making her clamp her legs every step, for fear that a little mucus would fall on the ground.
Now that my hand was placed on her legs, she shivered all over and her heart beat faster.
My hands continued to stretch in, almost reaching the base of my thighs, and my fingertips seemed to touch a few gentle body hairs.
My heartbeat jumped from one hundred to 180. Zirou really...isn't wearing underwear?
My fingers seemed to have received a charge army. I no longer attacked slowly, but instead touched the deepest part of the skirt with my whole left hand, covering Zi Rou's virgin lips and buds.
Ah……
Zi Rou let out a shocking and sore moan. She felt that the rough palm touched her delicate virgin pussy all at once. The labia that had been exposed to the air that morning was tightly covered by the palm, revealing a warm feeling of the human body.
My hand covered Zirou's labia like this, and my mind was pounding. I gently stroked Zirou's labia with my fingers, feeling the tender girl's labia and the sensitive clitoris on the upper edge. When my middle finger gently touched the mysterious gap of Zirou's labia, I felt that warm and sticky love juice was permeating there.
No...don't...Ah...Anyone else is here...will be found...
Zirou gritted her teeth and made a soft and intoxicating sound like a mosquito.
Zirou means, just don’t be discovered?
Zirou felt even more embarrassed when she heard my replies.
My eyes were still on the screen. Looking at the innocent and shy heroine on the screen, I felt like my fingers were just picking the heroine's honey lips.
Zirou was no longer playing anything on the movie. She was now focusing on her skirt and resisting my rough hands. She wanted to stop my hand through the skirt, but when she touched my hand, I used my fingers to tease my honey hole garden more hard, and she pressed my hand more like pressing me hard on my honey lips.
I was still staring at the screen seriously, but the movements on my hands became more and more varied. My rough fingertips rubbed Ziro's tender flesh from top to bottom and then from bottom to top. The petals were played with passionately, and the two labia were kneaded humiliatedly, and then scraped her congested clitoris vaguely.
Zirou's entire head was leaning back, pressing her hands tightly on her skirt to block the person who was afraid of turning around in front of her to find that her whole body was trembling and tense, and was rushing out of the contact point between my fingers and honey lips by the electric currents of shame, humiliation and pleasure, and rushed straight into the pores of her whole body, making her tremble. She wanted to try hard to cut off the senses from there, but her petals were unconsciously congested, opened, and blooming, as if teasing the visitor's rough fingertips, and the mellow flower dew kept oozing out, so that the intruder could knead and rub it faster.
The whole world seemed to have disappeared, and all Zi Rou's senses were the wave after wave of current from her honey lips.
Suddenly, my movements stopped and my left hand pulled out from under Zi Rou's skirt.
Zirou's spiritual pleasure was still immersed in the hillside, and she suddenly woke up. She unconsciously clamped her legs and subconsciously rubbed back and forth, trying to continue the pleasure.
But I didn't stop my action, because the bed scene in the movie was coming, so I leaned the stools of the two of me back a few degrees, passed through Zirou's waist with my left hand, hugged Zirou on my body, let Zirou lie on my chest, and put her left hand into Zirou's skirt again, returning to the valley where the stream was surging just now.
I loosened the zipper with my right hand and let my dragon jump out from under my pants. Since I saw Zi Rou today, my cock, which has become huge and huge, can finally come out to breathe. The cinema is very dark, and there is no one in the row we are in. The seats in the front and rear rows are high enough to completely block the lower body, and only the upper body in the back row can be seen.
I grabbed Zi Rou's little hand and placed it on my trembling cock. I used the cock to feel the goddess's snow-white and slender little hands. It was a pair of calligraphy works that wrote the first place in the school. The tender hands that wrote down every award-winning main text in the school are now holding my cock.
My left hand tightened Zirou's waist, and continued to caress Zirou's vagina with my fingers deep inside the skirt, while my right hand reached into Zirou's JK shirt lying on her side, holding Zirou's virgin breasts. The soft, smooth and elastic feel immediately made my cock tilt tilt up a few more times.
Zi Rou, who was held in my arms, was surrounded by feelings of pleasure, shame and humiliation. She could no longer tell where these pleasures and currents came from. She became weak all over and let me rage on myself.
I stared at the heroine on the screen. I believe that at least half of the boys below were coveting the heroine's pure, quiet and abstinent and delicate goddess temperament. In my arms, I was holding a girl with a temperament similar to the heroine but still better than the heroine's figure and skin. My fingers were tucking the girl's pure but oozing honey lips. I greedily played with the girl's round and delicate breasts, and my fingers obscenely kneading the tender unprotected nipples. The girl was lying on her chest, breathing more and more rapid and heavy, and she let out a forbearing moan from time to time.
And his cock was held by the girl's little hand, and the huge glans was exposed to the air, as if telling the master's desire to explode at this moment.
My fingers were squeezing faster and faster. The fingertips of my middle finger kept grinding and rubbing Zirou's clitoris, while the fingers of the other hand quickly scraped Zirou's increasingly hard nipples. I felt that Zirou's two honey lips had been swollen and enlarged by playing with them. The delicate buds were congested and erect, and the nectar was seeping more and more, which made my fingers become sticky and wired.
I can no longer tell the heroine in the movie and the girl in my arms. I seemed to have become a character in the play, pushing the heroine on the bed, peeling her clothes, snatching the heroine's tender pussy and grabbing the heroine's breasts, and this feeling really happened in my hands and chest.
Zirou's heartbeats faster and faster. She knew that the movie was about to end and the lights would light up. Everyone would see her labia exposed to the air without wearing underwear. This sense of shame and tension made her heartbeat faster and faster. Her honey lips seemed to be rapidly congested, but the congestion made her honey lips increase the area in contact with my fingers. As I teased my clitoris more and more vigorously, bringing an explosive pleasure and impact. She felt that her nerves had completely lost their perception of the surroundings under the impact of pleasure, faster and more forcefully...
Faster...
quick……
It seemed as if a big fireworks bloomed in my mind...
Tears in Zirou's eyes were about to come out, and she bit my collar tightly and prevented herself from screaming.
At this moment, I felt Zi Rou's legs tighten and clamp my hand tightly. Her labia first shrank slightly, and then a warm current spurted out on my hand. The tender breasts held by the other hand became firm and pressed against my palm tightly.
The cock I held by Zi Rou also reached its peak, and several thick and smelly semen shot out, shooting at Zi Rou's face and glasses that were lying on my chest.
Zirou, yes... sorry
I stopped from the wave of orgasm. Although my penis was still excitedly spitting out the last wave of thick semen with residual passion because of the face-chess because of the literary goddess, I was slowly regaining my sage state.
But Zi Rou is different. This is the first time in her life that she subconsciously and clearly reached an orgasm in public. The pleasure like the tide of fireworks in her brain drowned her. She felt that the hollow vagina under her skirt was still surging warm currents.
I felt the goddess lying on my chest trembling slightly, with a rushing breath, my ears turned red. As the movie was about to enter the ending song, the light was about to light up. I quickly trembled and took out a tissue from my pants, first wiped off the semen from my penis and stuffed it back into my pants, and helped wipe off Zirou's face.
Semen on eyes and clothes.
Smack
The lights in the cinema started to illuminate, and the people in front began to stretch and stand up. Almost everyone's eyes were attracted to a place. In the last row, a girl in JK uniform with long hair and beautiful hair was lying on a boy with a weak appearance. Especially when she was lying down, the JK skirt made the girl's erect back hips even more.
When the boys looked at their girlfriends, they had to feel envious and soreness towards the boy, and then shook their heads. It was like watching a movie like this.
Until the crowd was almost gone, I patted Zirou's back a little awkwardly. Zirou...we... are leaving now
Zirou then gently lifted her chest. Her hair on her forehead was a little messy. It was messed up with her forehead against my chin during orgasm. There were traces of semen that had not been wiped clean on her beautiful and gentle glasses. Under her beautiful and classical facial features, her fair skin was slightly red. It was a girlish look with the mature charm of having just experienced orgasm. She stunned me and made my lower body, which had just finished fighting, tightened slightly again.
Zirou's eyes began to turn red. She bit her lips tightly, and tried her best to help me stand up. She subconsciously covered her back skirt with her hands, and ran towards the bathroom.
And I was still immersed in the aftertaste of such a beautiful launch, and I vaguely saw the liquid slowly sliding down between Zi Rou's legs that were clamped.
I waited at the bathroom door for almost half an hour before I saw Zirou walking out.
She had completely wiped the semen traces on her face and glasses, and had her hair tidied up. I looked down on her thighs unconsciously and found that Zirou had washed it. Except for the light redness that was a little bit more attractive in her ears and cheeks, no one could find that this quiet and beautiful high school girl had just had an orgasm in front of everyone.
I couldn't help feeling my lower body tightened again, and the scene I had imagined day and night was already surging in my heart. I don't know when I could fully obtain this liberal arts goddess coveted by this boys in the school. I vented on her, tear her JK uniform, play with her fingers on the absolute realm under her skirt, and scratched her cock on her quiet and delicate face...
I walked over and hugged Zirou's body gently. She obediently wrapped her hand around my waist and pressed her head against my chest.
Xiaojie, don't do this in the future...
Don’t my Zirou like it?Don’t you feel very exciting, is it comfortable to feel when you are at your peak?
No...
But when I took my hand away, Zirou looked very reluctant.
That... is so shameful...
It's okay, Zirou, I'm here, there won't be any problems, you have to believe me.
I gently stroked the girl's back and comforted her.
Then let's study together next time.
OK... I can take you to read Dream of the Red Chamber!
Then Zirou can still do it next time...
Don't...
Before I could express my intention, Zi Rou rejected it, but I didn't feel lost.
After all, Zi Rou, who is so shy and quiet, is the literary girl Ah in the eyes of all the boys in the school. It would be amazing to let Zi Rou experience such stimulation today.
Then Zirou can dress beautifully!
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