Chapter 23: Sixth Night Picture Excavated

The sound of the sturdy cock and plump and fleshy butts was filled with a vulgar shock.

The slender and naked legs were open to the man in front of him, as if they were no longer autonomous like willow branches in the wind. They could only passively sway along the rhythm of the man's thrusting, and countless heart-to-accelerating movements were swinging.

The daughter of the daughter gradually lost her mind, her cold and arrogant temperament was as if she was scalded by a hot cock, her spring love was thriving, her beauty was filled with tears, like the spring rain turned into water, leaving only her weak and weak tenderness.

After the tender hole in the lower body is inserted, and the body has no choice but to ensure the safety of the hole inside, what a woman can do is very limited.

It was as if he had completely gained the pleasure of peace of mind from the lingering movements of love. President Asai finally gave up his resistance. His eyes were blurred, his red cheeks were raised and leaned up. His beautiful cherry red lips were slightly pouting...

This instinctive body movement never makes people misunderstand the meaning. Minister Kurosawa leaned forward again knowingly. The two of them reached each other's mouth and made an eager and excited French wet kiss. Even through the bulging outline on their cheeks, they could easily imagine the fierce battle inside.

I heard that in the Bible, women are made of a rib of a man, so we can deduce modern romantic formulas. Couples who love each other are like glue and paint, and they will regard each other as a part of their bodies as if they are stuck together.

Just like Minister Kurosawa and President Asai in front of him, they seemed to have finally found another part of their missing body. The two of them were so intoxicated that they were tightly entangled together, impatiently exchanging body fluids with each other, conveying the temperature of their bodies.

The surprise and joy of men and women intertwining, the swelling emotions filled the room with the smell of hormone sweat as the dynamic body twisted.

Although the strong and arrogant attitude in daily life is completely different, such a student president also has a unique and unique beauty like a magnificent work of art after he has faded his arrogant and inhumane appearance.

After being fucked by intense exercise, sweating all over and with suspiciously viscous liquid on the inner side of her thighs, she was originally as white and soft as cream, and looked more delicate and smooth. Although the metaphor may be inappropriate, it was indeed the kind of cream cake that looked very delicious and couldn't help but want to taste.

With the delicate lotus feet swaying violently, President Asai's little feet circling from the outside of Minister Kurosawa's thigh regardless of manners, and then his toes moved closer behind the man's waist. The two of them followed their instincts like animals that were intercourse, hugging and fitting each other regardless of manners, moaning and moaning, and then drove to the peak of paradise.

The minister's huge glans was buried in the president's cute little hole intently, constantly thrusting in and out like a pile driver while thrusting on his waist. The seemingly thick and thick nine shallow and deep movements were simple and plain and fancy, but the abundant physical strength of repeated thrusting was the best backing itself.

Besides, the puberty female body is in a period of development, and the fresh pussy of the virgin is the first time of menstruation. As a young lady's strict tutor, President Asai must have no chance to see many unhealthy reading materials that will tarnish elegant temperament. Therefore, even if he can handle school affairs of thousands of people with ease, he is completely blank in sexual matters, and he cannot find the corresponding reference for his penis.

Considering the president's social circle, there is no doubt that Minister Kurosawa is her first man.

The opponent for the first time sex is Minister Kurosawa, who is known for his physical fitness. I don’t know whether it is luck or misfortune.

In short, what was presented to me was like this scene. After being completely inserted into my vagina, President Asahi blushed and his heart beat, but he couldn't say a word of rejection.

He could only let Minister Kurosawa hold her body and thrust frantically, his fair legs trembled and sweated.

I don’t know if it’s sweating or honey flowing, but the sofa under my buttocks has been dyed dark without realizing it. There is still a suspicious water droplet-like thing on my shoulders.

The impact of the penis and hips along with the increasingly selfless moans of the two people, mixed together, turning into a heart-pounding and imaginative tune.

In this way, seeing Asai Yoshi couldn't help but spread her legs, as if she had practiced many times, she hung it on her body with the support of the other party, tacitly catered to Kurosawa's rhythm.

The cherry lips also got closer, and almost put the agile lilac tongue into the man's mouth and licked it carefully.

He was obviously the eldest lady of the consortium family, but he seemed to be a gentle girlfriend or even a female slave serving the man in a gentle manner. The man was so happy that he squinted his eyes. The movements between his crotch were fast and slow, and he created infinite patterns in a limited position.

This also made the president, whose eyes were blurred, humming in his mouth, using his sometimes high-pitched and sometimes slow moans to express his service evaluation of the movement change.

Both sides were trying their best to adjust their steps, twisting their waists to cooperate with each other's lust.

Before they knew it, they seemed to have completely ignored the existence of Xiyue and me. They only had each other's existence in their eyes. They explored each other's bodies in depth to deepen their feelings, and were completely arrogant.

The relationship is so good, but looking at the two people who were in a state of excitement and trance, some questions were in their hearts. Is this really the president I know?

Originally, there shouldn't be any problem with this, because after all, I don't know both of them at all.

After all, I can basically only see President Asai speaking as an outstanding student representative at every opening ceremony or major event. We have no private friendship, so we can't talk about it.

At most, I know that she is the second daughter of the Asai Consortium. She is a famous and capable person who receives elite education. She is definitely not the one who can be contacted by people like me.

Even the president is not rude to men, and he is also known by the anecdotes of classmates in school.Not to mention first-hand information, I am afraid it was a message that was passed on by word of mouth countless times.

But in any case, the impression of a person is nothing more than constructed through direct contact and evaluation of others.

The true self is inevitably different from the self that others say...

The image of the president I know was completely changed tonight. Whether this is the product of the influence of the barrier, it is really just a liberation of personality, so I can't help but reveal my other self.

As for Minister Kurosawa, I just know that he plays great basketball.A burly figure can break the formation with brute force and can be called a black bear, that's all.

Will other people do this too?

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By the way, after watching it for so long, Xiyue must be very excited.

Thinking of this, I looked at Akira Xiyue. Her little face was dizzy, but her little head did not look at the two protagonists who were lingering in the room, but sat on the sofa with a calm face looking at me.

Apart from this, there is no other abnormal problem, that is, this is the biggest abnormality, okay?

It was clearly Minister Kurosawa and the president who were lingering there, with artillery fires splashing, semen splashing, and continuous calls. The noise was much bigger than that of me who were quietly watching the battle. However, Xiyue ignored the two people who made the sofa rattle, staring at me firmly with an unsightly gaze, looking up and down.

I don't know when it started...

Although I started from Minister Kurosawa's penis inserted into President Yuka Asai's pussy under the skirt, I was attracted by such a super exciting scene so that I didn't look at Xiyue anymore.

Seeing my attention, Xiyue Shen leaned over mysteriously, pressing against my face, and his voice seemed to be influenced by Senior Asai and became extremely delicate, as if he was stained with the upper meaning: Lord, is she good-looking?

It looks very good... Maybe it was the congestion in the lower body that caused the brain to be hypoxia, or maybe it was Xiyue leaning over to exhale like orchids in this environment that made me feel irritated. Before I understood Xiyue’s content, my mind buzzed in my mind, and before I could react, I answered in advance.

Oh, it looks very good, so do you want to watch it?Xiyue still looked like she was smiling.

At that moment, I shivered, although I didn't understand very well.However, the Shura Field of the anime party-fighting that I often witnessed in the forums has cultivated a certain degree of keen awareness.

There are crises everywhere, and I'm afraid that's just that.Because the crisis is right in front of you!Right now!

I straightened my back and answered with the most serious and sad expression I could in my life: I don’t want to see it anymore.

Well, but you've seen it.Do you think that only Sister Asai is too monotonous and tired of watching it?Unexpectedly, Xiyue began to get confused about this topic.

The shallow sound from the president's voice that came from his ear was still so nice and moving.

But... it is no longer time to appreciate it. I swallowed, my eyes adjusted to the softest and honest level, and looked straight at Xiyue.

According to previous experience, Xiyue usually moves away from her eyes after a few seconds of looking at each other.

But now it is very unusual. Xiyue looked at me calmly, and there was no wave in the ancient well in the casting eyes, and there was no trace of emotional changes.

How long has the vision lasted?

It's like sitting next to a fire, but the body-sensation of a beautiful girl and the actual passing time have become ambiguous and blurred.

It's hard to say, those few minutes...

It may also be how it took more than ten minutes.

In short, when Minister Kurosawa and President Lingering reached a stage, Senior Asai trembled and moaned, then hugged Minister Kurosawa tightly, as if screaming and crying, and the tremor of his body was exaggerated.

So Xiyue's eyes shifted slightly a little, and fortunately this was how she gave me a chance to take a breath.

When the two of them were gasping for breath after orgasm, Xiyue stood up politely and said goodbye to the owner of the slightly empty room with a smile.

The two people who were intoxicated by physical intercourse seemed to pay much attention to our spare time. They just responded vaguely for a few times, and even saved the polite farewell. After saying the polite farewell words, I was pulled out by Xiyue.

Xiyue's little hands are smooth and delicate, particularly powerful, and irresistible!

During the steps from getting up to pulling out of the door, I suddenly realized that my mother was pulling me after she made a mistake, or a big cat grabbed the naughty kitten's neck and dragged it away.

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Something is wrong, I think something is getting worse and worse.Xiyue just walked to the entrance of the corridor and frowned with her chin, looking unhappy.

It's Ah, it's Ah, it's so wrong!... Xiyue's eyes just now made me feel excited. Since there is something that can divert her attention, I naturally have to agree.

Then, as if it was just like this, the girl's starry eyes turned and looked at me, with anger on her face: For example, something is very wrong with He Jun, and there is something wrong with it!

Ah!I was like a duck with a neck twisted, and stopped talking after making a rattle!

My silence seems to be considered as some kind of weakness, or even some kind of default.

Akisaka raised his eyebrows, bit his cherry lips lightly, raised his head to examine me, his eyes full of doubt.

Although this attitude is originally matched by the arrogant and arrogant aura of being condescending and annoying, it often appears in the faces of bureaucrats or prison officials who are tax-raising and raising without tears in TV series.

However, it is too inconsistent to interpret it with Akisaka's light and slender figure and pretty pretty face.

In terms of actual height, I am half a head taller than Akira. Even if Xiyue deliberately raised her head and tried her best to make up for the height difference with her movements, it would at most be just looking at me in a straight line, and she would not give her a sense of oppression and deterrence.

Cooperating with her cheeks that had just been stained with spring in President Asai's office, she was buzzing and looked like a legal loli with a young tooth.

In terms of appearance and temperament, Akasaka's face and body look a little immature, the steady and composition that often exudes that are completely inconsistent with children of the same age often makes people ignore her age and focus on the content of her words.

Many people even develop deeper awe of Akasaka because of the subtle contrast between appearance and thought. However, after accompanying Akasaka to the east for several days, I seem to have added more and more profound and newer understanding to this serious chairman who is always full of awesome atmosphere.

Even if he is a genius and excellent magic destroyer, even if he is rich in five cars and is full of wonderful knowledge that is incompatible with ordinary people of this era, even if he has understood his own destiny very early, even so...

Xiyue is also a girl who is even younger than me because of her genius.

Her thinking was not so profound that it was difficult to figure out, nor was it because she knew a lot of mysterious knowledge that she became so strange that she was very different from everyone.

Mingban Xiyue is Mingban Xiyue, and she is herself.

I just learned a lot since I was a child, so I always feel a subtle difference in temperament from everyone else.

The kind of demeanor of speaking and acting in a well-organized manner, as if he is indifferent and calm about everything, is also because he bears a lot of heavy loads in his heart, so he thinks twice before he acts.

But because it is introverted and deep, it is not easy to understand.

Everyone didn't understand her much.

It’s just that this indifference is understood as the coldness and arrogance of everyone who has been well-educated since childhood.

Even so, Xiyue still believes that she is responsible for saving everyone in this school. This sense of unsuccessful sense of responsibility for strangers is something I cannot match and cannot do at all.

Xiyue, who is sticking to the right path, is so cute.

But it is even more heartbreaking, but after the feelings of pity were formed, I completely couldn't realize the awe of Xiyue in my heart.

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So when Xiyue's black pupils staring at me as deep as the night sky, she always felt like a cute young girl was angry, but the words in her little mouth were not entirely angry: He Jun, the previous president was not like this.

Actually, I don’t know much about President Asai. As a member of the student union, Akisaka has a better say in her story. I listened quietly to Xiyue and continued to talk. The former president was very caring for us girls.But for boys, that's not the case.If she had to say something, she didn't like boys... Well, it had something to do with the parents of the Asai family.In other words, the senior sister projected her awe and fear of her father to some extent on other boys.

Then Xiyue shook her head, and she was not very comfortable talking about this topic, and soon changed the topic of the president's parent-child relationship. Although it has not yet developed to the point of mental illness, Sister Asai can also have close contact with the boys if necessary.But that's because it's necessary, not because it's willing.In short, the former president would not be so intimate with boys.

oh.I nodded without comment.

Perhaps being able to break through the self-restriction in my heart is not a completely bad thing for President Asai.

But thinking about what Xiyue emphasized solemnly just entered the dormitory building today: The change that occurred suddenly is the biggest doubt.

Since President Asai used to be honest and even looked cold to boys, he now has such a bright eye for Minister Kurosawa.

Although it is not ruled out that it is a classic plot of happy enemies in romantic light comedy, considering the widespread influence of the barrier, it is indeed better to first identify this sudden change as a barrier. Common sense change has some unpredictable impact in it.

So what Xiyue wants to say is obvious, and I naturally continue the following: So do you think Minister Kurosawa has a problem?

Xiyue carefully corrected: Everyone was affected by the barrier, and now it is just about the severity of the degree.Minister Kurosawa was affected. There are problems. Sister Asai was affected may not be less affected, so there are problems.

Then, Xiyue stared at me: Although everyone has problems, the degree can be divided into severity.The weight impact on solving barrier problems is also completely different.The problem that He Jun is currently facing is urgent and important, and has reached a point where I cannot ignore it.

Saying such super dangerous words, Xiyue narrowed her eyes and took a step forward slightly, with a vigilant expression, as if sending out some dangerous signal.