Chapter 1: Clamping the clitoris

Zhao Yang looked at the quiet surroundings, and he was the only one left at the company at night to work overtime. He pinched the base of his thighs with some discomfort and licked his mouth hungrily.

Zhao Yang put his hand quietly in the middle of his crotch. He rubbed it hard for a few times, but this didn't work. He felt the small gap between his legs, and he was even more happy.

Zhao Yang looked around and took his shirt out of his waist with courage. Then he stretched his hand from underneath, put his head on the table so that he could rub his breasts more easily.

He pushed the strip of cloth wrapped around his chest upwards, and the round and straight breasts popped out, and they were jumping like a pair of naughty rabbits.

Zhao Yang felt his nipples stand up. He put his hand on him anxiously, pulled the beads on it hard and let it go. Zhao Yang let out a small moan with ease.

The mouth below was also stimulated. It was squirming constantly, prompting the owner that it wanted to treat it more stimulatingly. Zhao Yang also took the other hand off the table. He kept playing with his nipples with one hand, and the other was surveillance in the middle of his crotch. He couldn't feel the touch of his skin through the clothes. He pressed his crotch hard and then let out a bigger moan.

Zhao Yang stretched out his tongue and kept licking his upper and lower lips. He suddenly sat up and pulled open his drawer. He found a small clip to hold files. He held the clip in one hand and touched the nipples with the other. Then he clamped the clip in his hand on the erect nipples. The pain instantly hit him, but he became even more excited. The other nipples were trembling and asked him tremblingly under the care of him, and the pussy below him tightly contracted and a stream of water flowed out.

But Zhao Yang felt that it was not enough. He wanted to find a few clips to comfort his other nipples. Now he is more eager for his pussy below, and he can also be treated like this.

Zhao Yang, tortured by desire, took off his pants to his knees. He spread his legs apart. He touched his exposed clitoris with two fingers and stretched into his vagina below. Zhao Yang's body shook directly, and he took off the clip on his nipples.

Ah... So comfortable... So good, I'm working on my pussy quickly. The pussy likes to be loved by Dali the most. Zhao Yang pinched his nipples while shouting

But he was not satisfied. He took out his hand from his pussy. He looked down at his hand rubbing his clitoris. He picked up his hand and licked it in his mouth, and spitted saliva on his fingers. The cold fingers returned to the hot clitoris. Zhao Yang's comfortable body moved slightly, then he picked up the clitoris, grabbed his clitoris with one hand, and clamped his swollen clitoris with a clip.

Zhao Yang, who was clamped by a climax, instantly twitched and reached orgasm.

I saw his pussy spurting out a stream of water, and the ass behind him kept trembling.

AhAhAh... I've squirted about my pussy, I like this the most, but the pussy is so empty, the asshole... the asshole is so itchy. Zhao Yang shouted shamelessly

He has forgotten that he is in the company now, and he just wants to have more comfortable sex now

He stood up with trembling legs and took off naked. He saw a long object on his colleague's desk. Zhao Yang came to the table. He saw a wooden stick about 10cm long with some protruding bumps standing on it. Zhao Yang's pussy between his legs was squirming faster. He picked up the wooden stick and turned it around in his mouth. Then he couldn't wait to stab it into his pussy.

Well... it's a little small, even the slut is not satisfied with Ah, he pulled his clitoris clip, or put it in his asshole, and then inserted the wooden stick into his asshole.

But the asshole was satisfied. Zhao Yang felt that his pussy was even more hungry. He was walking back and forth in the company. When he saw the orange, he saw the orange. He hurried over, picked up the orange and filled it into his pussy.

So good, the slut is filled with oranges, the slut likes to be fucked by oranges

Zhao Yang was filled with things in his asshole and pussy. Every time he took, he felt like he was climaxing. He came to his desk and looked at the phone screen that was always on.

What are you doing? Don’t answer my phone call for so long?

Well... no, the slut is about to go home, Zhao Yang keeps rubbing against the table

Slut, I think you are filling in your slut pussy. The man on the phone said rudely

No...well...no. Zhao Yang said anxiously

I don't believe it. I've blocked your dick for a whole day. Don't lie to me. Hold the things in your pussy, hurry up and get back. After saying that, I hung up the phone without waiting for Zhao Yang to defend himself.

Zhao Yang, who was tortured by desire, could only put all his clothes on, clamp the things in his pussy and asshole, and hurried back in a hurry.

Zhao Yang didn't see a taxi after leaving the company. He walked to the bus stop. It was only a short ten meters and he felt that the water flowed more in his pussy.

The wind at night was a little cold, and Zhao Yang was out in a hurry and didn't have time to wrap the strip of cloth with his plain breasts again. He felt that his two big breasts were about to break his shirt. The friction between his erect nipples and the fabric made him want to reach out and twist the beads hard.

The last bus drove slowly towards the station. Zhao Yang raised his foot and walked onto the stopped car. After getting on the bus, he found a seat in a hurry and took a deep breath. Fortunately, he sat down in time or he wouldn't be able to hold it. Thinking about the person in the car seeing an orange coming out of his trouser legs, Zhao Yang felt that his pussy became even more hungry.

Zhao Yang, who was walking on and off the bus, always maintained that position. His clitoris was clamped with the clip for too long and he began to feel pain. Now everything on his body has become torture. Fortunately, he arrived at the place where he was leaving the station.

Zhao Yang walked slowly towards the direction of his home, and then he saw Yang Yongxin standing at the entrance of the building. Of course, there was still a small distance, but Zhao Yang was sure that the person standing there was Yang Yongxin, and then his steps slowly accelerated.

Yang Yongxin, who was smoking at the door, saw Zhao Yang from far to near, threw the cigarette on the ground and stepped on it. He grabbed Zhao Yang's nipples with his hand. Seeing Zhao Yang's body trembling, he nodded with satisfaction and took Zhao Yang's hand to walk home. Zhao Yang, who was following him, felt a little uncomfortable. He smelled the smell of Yang Yongxin's body and was touched by him with his hand. The pain on the clitoris seemed not as strong as before. At the same time, the vagina filled with oranges began to squirm again.

When Zhao Yang just walked to the second floor, he felt that he had no strength. Zhao Yang pulled Yang Yongxin's hand with his hand. Yang Yongxin turned around and looked at Zhao Yang with red face and tears in his eyes cursed in a low voice, then hugged Zhao Yang horizontally in his arms. Zhao Yang, who was suddenly picked up, let out a soft scream. He listened to Yang Yongxin's low laughter and buried his head in his chest.

Yang Yongxin, who was holding Zhao Yang, walked up the stairs with great strides. He opened the door rudely and closed it.

He threw the person in his arms on the sofa, and Zhao Yang, who was thrown on the sofa, lay softly there. Yang Yongxin looked at the person who was constantly gasping and said angrily, "Slut, are you comfortable?"