June 3, 2005.
Friday.The school held a long holiday before the high school entrance examination, starting from 12 o'clock today and lasted until the 11th.Kelsey stretched his arms a little, and put today in the calendar, and his eyes couldn't help but float to the other side.6/7 Wave 6/11 is a trace that Chessia used a pink highlighter on the calendar, and was also copied on Kelsey's calendar book.
In the middle of every month, does this period have any special significance to Chessia?
Kelshe opened the drawer and took out a small zipper bag containing her baby teeth and a small key. She used the small key to open the partition deep in the drawer, took out the box inside, used a hairdryer to blow the seal of soft paper tape, and then carefully uncovered it. Finally, she took out the pendant from her neck and opened the diary with the small keys strung together.
Originally, diary was a password book that was everywhere, and it was very popular among junior high school girls.Kelsey knew that this kind of password book was not reliable, so he changed it himself.Should I thank Theresia for her thriving career?With a microcomputer at home that makes her learn various information, she also connects to the World Wide Web.
She chose a good fountain pen, the straight liquid type of Baile, which is her favorite.
Writing like this may be a bit unethical, but I do pay attention to her.Miss D, the monthly menstrual period should be around the end of the month and around the 25th.When you stay up late frequently, it will be postponed or advanced.Judging from the physiological situation, it may be her ovulation period around the 10th of each month.What is the meaning of recording these?
Her wrists have no signs of swollenness, her fingers are clean and there is no ring. Although there is a necklace between her neck, she is dressed more conservatively and she often cannot see her pendant except in summer.So what is the purpose of her recording of ovulation...
...Miss D is coming back soon.In the afternoon parent-teacher meeting, she is going to (crossed out) Should she go and play with her?She should be reviewing too, and she is under a lot of pressure as the exam is approaching. She is the first third year of junior high school, but for me, the same is true.
Xiaokai, I'm back.
Kelsey quickly closed the diary and stuffed it under the simulation roll. He opened the door and saw Chessia holding the door frame, taking off her high heels, using her feet in 30D black stockings to step on the floor, and hurried to the balcony to collect towels.Kelsey couldn't help swallowing when she saw that she was so hot that she unbuttoned her two shirts.
Well, welcome back.
I'll take a shower and go to a parent-teacher meeting right away.
OK...Dinner, come back to have something?
Chessia put the bath towel on her arms, pursed her lips and thought for a while, and said: I should be back.Ah, if you don’t do well in the exam, you won’t have dinner!
Kelsey heard this and relaxed a little and smiled: Chessia should know all of my test scores.
It's neither big nor small, but it's called my sister at least.Chessia loosened the bow tie between her neck and threw it on the sofa, and then I'll take a shower!
It's really...it's just that little distance, can't you throw it into the dirty clothes basket?Kelsey bent down and picked up the bow. He smelled the satin bow tie carefully and the smell of Chessia. The upper body felt a little foundation rubbed.Chessia was too lively and dressed dignifiedly, but her small movements were surprisingly good.
This is a bit difficult to wash.
wash .
That beach trip…the one on the first day of the New Year.She played in the sea for too long and took a shower with cold water after she came back, and she caught a cold there.At that time, she was lying on Chessia's bed with a cool towel on her forehead. Chessia hugged her to sleep with heartache.
Chessia's pajamas are smooth, with soft skirts and smooth legs.I was wearing shorts, and Chessia's legs rubbed against her, so smooth and cool, dispelling the heat in her body.She only remembers that she was half asleep and half awake. Chessia's arms were wrapped around her, and her breasts did not push her breasts directly up, but... maybe it was the top, rubbed. It was not bound by underwear, and it naturally flowed on the bed sheet, as if she could vaguely see the breast waves that appeared when she breathed.
Strangely, my body is getting hotter and hotter.Chessia's body was so soft, she seemed to be held by a cloud, Chessia's body smelled very nice, sweet like marshmallows.It became hot, the cool towel was heated up, and sweat beads oozed out of the back.She wanted more cool things, and in a daze she also leaned on Chessia with her limbs. The other party snorted softly from the tip of her nose, and Kelsey felt something breaking.
When I woke up the next day, the pillow was wet, and Kelsey realized that the towel fell on the pillow at night and felt dizzy.She seems to have been much better and her body is a little sore, but she can get up.She was about to sit up, but found that the whole piece of her crotch was also wet.
Chessia was still asleep, her hands curled up on her chest, and her eyelashes never trembled.Kelsey smelled the strange smell of his fingertips and inexplicably felt a complete betrayal.She seemed to have defiled the uncensored jade with the dirtiest thing, and the most beautiful Garden of Eden in her heart was soaked by snake venom.A breath surged from Kelshe's stomach, and she clenched her fist and turned over and got out of the bed.
She washed off her underwear, and for no reason she wanted to do it, and then took a shower in an unpredictable way, and legitimately used a hairdryer to air-dry the underwear.
Kelsey shook his head and came back from the memories.Chessia had already washed and changed her clothes, and then left with her high heels. Kelsey stood up with her bow tie and came to the bathroom.
The bathroom was filled with mist, and the warm water that was different from the scorching summer days wrapped around Kelsey.She picked up the dirty clothes basket, threw her shirt and bra into the washing machine one by one.Put the underwear into the underwear pocket and throw it into the washing machine.
She suddenly saw the stockings in the trash can, and the roots were hooked. Fortunately, Chessia always wore a long skirt that reached her calves, otherwise her unprepared skin would be exposed to others.
Kelsey, what are you thinking?
She took out the stockings from the clean trash can, so thin that it could see through her hands.Her nose is extremely sensitive to everything about Chessia thanks to the particularity of her body.From top to bottom, the smell at the roots begins to slowly decrease, and then surges when the knee bends until the heel begins to become rich again.
Near the base of the thigh, it emits a sweet smell; the bend of the knee is simple sweat; the soles of the feet are breathable and the salty fragrance.A simple piece of stockings can actually produce such diverse characteristics.
She tore it apart naturally and put up stockings, and the penis under her pants had already been so hard that it was uncomfortable.The stockings are put on the penis, causing a slight tingling pain with the friction of the fabric, but more of the surging pleasure comes from the sea.She could no longer tell whether it was spiritual pleasure or physical pleasure.
Kelsey bent down and smelled the smell of her other half of her stockings. The smell of summer filled her nose, making her move faster on her lower body.
Chessia... Ha Ah, Ah... She took a deep breath, greedily sniffing the smell of stockings, and her brain boiled.She understood what the sweet and fishy legs were. After she was a bisexual, her flesh would also overflow with love juice, which was a similar smell.
Chessia... um... Chessia, it's so tight, um... Chessia
One stream after another, thick white turbid liquid sprayed on the washing machine, slowly forming arcs along the plastic shell and dripping downwards.Kelsey gasped, and his hard penis pumped the remaining ones on the black stockings. Kelsey, who was still unsatisfied, used the stockings to wipe it. When it touched the red top, it trembled reflexively and sighed softly.
Chessia...
She slowly wiped away the filth with stockings, and the moisture that was stained made her feel restless.If you can push Chessia to the ground or use brute force to press her beautiful face on the table, knock the red pen and rolled paper over, and carefully identify Chessia's screams in the sound of the clanging objects, causing her pure eyes to overflow with defiled tears, and let her filthy desires thrust between her thighs that were fighting to death.At that time, the dirty semen flowed along her thighs, dark brown and thick white intertwined, the red ink on the table stained the texture of the wooden table, and the pores were filled with sticky sperm. If that were the case,
If that's the case.
Kelsey punched the washing machine and heard the roar of the machinery, she felt a little clear.Then she gestured to her face, but she didn't wave it, and closed the door with a despicable face.
Friday.The school held a long holiday before the high school entrance examination, starting from 12 o'clock today and lasted until the 11th.Kelsey stretched his arms a little, and put today in the calendar, and his eyes couldn't help but float to the other side.6/7 Wave 6/11 is a trace that Chessia used a pink highlighter on the calendar, and was also copied on Kelsey's calendar book.
In the middle of every month, does this period have any special significance to Chessia?
Kelshe opened the drawer and took out a small zipper bag containing her baby teeth and a small key. She used the small key to open the partition deep in the drawer, took out the box inside, used a hairdryer to blow the seal of soft paper tape, and then carefully uncovered it. Finally, she took out the pendant from her neck and opened the diary with the small keys strung together.
Originally, diary was a password book that was everywhere, and it was very popular among junior high school girls.Kelsey knew that this kind of password book was not reliable, so he changed it himself.Should I thank Theresia for her thriving career?With a microcomputer at home that makes her learn various information, she also connects to the World Wide Web.
She chose a good fountain pen, the straight liquid type of Baile, which is her favorite.
Writing like this may be a bit unethical, but I do pay attention to her.Miss D, the monthly menstrual period should be around the end of the month and around the 25th.When you stay up late frequently, it will be postponed or advanced.Judging from the physiological situation, it may be her ovulation period around the 10th of each month.What is the meaning of recording these?
Her wrists have no signs of swollenness, her fingers are clean and there is no ring. Although there is a necklace between her neck, she is dressed more conservatively and she often cannot see her pendant except in summer.So what is the purpose of her recording of ovulation...
...Miss D is coming back soon.In the afternoon parent-teacher meeting, she is going to (crossed out) Should she go and play with her?She should be reviewing too, and she is under a lot of pressure as the exam is approaching. She is the first third year of junior high school, but for me, the same is true.
Xiaokai, I'm back.
Kelsey quickly closed the diary and stuffed it under the simulation roll. He opened the door and saw Chessia holding the door frame, taking off her high heels, using her feet in 30D black stockings to step on the floor, and hurried to the balcony to collect towels.Kelsey couldn't help swallowing when she saw that she was so hot that she unbuttoned her two shirts.
Well, welcome back.
I'll take a shower and go to a parent-teacher meeting right away.
OK...Dinner, come back to have something?
Chessia put the bath towel on her arms, pursed her lips and thought for a while, and said: I should be back.Ah, if you don’t do well in the exam, you won’t have dinner!
Kelsey heard this and relaxed a little and smiled: Chessia should know all of my test scores.
It's neither big nor small, but it's called my sister at least.Chessia loosened the bow tie between her neck and threw it on the sofa, and then I'll take a shower!
It's really...it's just that little distance, can't you throw it into the dirty clothes basket?Kelsey bent down and picked up the bow. He smelled the satin bow tie carefully and the smell of Chessia. The upper body felt a little foundation rubbed.Chessia was too lively and dressed dignifiedly, but her small movements were surprisingly good.
This is a bit difficult to wash.
wash .
That beach trip…the one on the first day of the New Year.She played in the sea for too long and took a shower with cold water after she came back, and she caught a cold there.At that time, she was lying on Chessia's bed with a cool towel on her forehead. Chessia hugged her to sleep with heartache.
Chessia's pajamas are smooth, with soft skirts and smooth legs.I was wearing shorts, and Chessia's legs rubbed against her, so smooth and cool, dispelling the heat in her body.She only remembers that she was half asleep and half awake. Chessia's arms were wrapped around her, and her breasts did not push her breasts directly up, but... maybe it was the top, rubbed. It was not bound by underwear, and it naturally flowed on the bed sheet, as if she could vaguely see the breast waves that appeared when she breathed.
Strangely, my body is getting hotter and hotter.Chessia's body was so soft, she seemed to be held by a cloud, Chessia's body smelled very nice, sweet like marshmallows.It became hot, the cool towel was heated up, and sweat beads oozed out of the back.She wanted more cool things, and in a daze she also leaned on Chessia with her limbs. The other party snorted softly from the tip of her nose, and Kelsey felt something breaking.
When I woke up the next day, the pillow was wet, and Kelsey realized that the towel fell on the pillow at night and felt dizzy.She seems to have been much better and her body is a little sore, but she can get up.She was about to sit up, but found that the whole piece of her crotch was also wet.
Chessia was still asleep, her hands curled up on her chest, and her eyelashes never trembled.Kelsey smelled the strange smell of his fingertips and inexplicably felt a complete betrayal.She seemed to have defiled the uncensored jade with the dirtiest thing, and the most beautiful Garden of Eden in her heart was soaked by snake venom.A breath surged from Kelshe's stomach, and she clenched her fist and turned over and got out of the bed.
She washed off her underwear, and for no reason she wanted to do it, and then took a shower in an unpredictable way, and legitimately used a hairdryer to air-dry the underwear.
Kelsey shook his head and came back from the memories.Chessia had already washed and changed her clothes, and then left with her high heels. Kelsey stood up with her bow tie and came to the bathroom.
The bathroom was filled with mist, and the warm water that was different from the scorching summer days wrapped around Kelsey.She picked up the dirty clothes basket, threw her shirt and bra into the washing machine one by one.Put the underwear into the underwear pocket and throw it into the washing machine.
She suddenly saw the stockings in the trash can, and the roots were hooked. Fortunately, Chessia always wore a long skirt that reached her calves, otherwise her unprepared skin would be exposed to others.
Kelsey, what are you thinking?
She took out the stockings from the clean trash can, so thin that it could see through her hands.Her nose is extremely sensitive to everything about Chessia thanks to the particularity of her body.From top to bottom, the smell at the roots begins to slowly decrease, and then surges when the knee bends until the heel begins to become rich again.
Near the base of the thigh, it emits a sweet smell; the bend of the knee is simple sweat; the soles of the feet are breathable and the salty fragrance.A simple piece of stockings can actually produce such diverse characteristics.
She tore it apart naturally and put up stockings, and the penis under her pants had already been so hard that it was uncomfortable.The stockings are put on the penis, causing a slight tingling pain with the friction of the fabric, but more of the surging pleasure comes from the sea.She could no longer tell whether it was spiritual pleasure or physical pleasure.
Kelsey bent down and smelled the smell of her other half of her stockings. The smell of summer filled her nose, making her move faster on her lower body.
Chessia... Ha Ah, Ah... She took a deep breath, greedily sniffing the smell of stockings, and her brain boiled.She understood what the sweet and fishy legs were. After she was a bisexual, her flesh would also overflow with love juice, which was a similar smell.
Chessia... um... Chessia, it's so tight, um... Chessia
One stream after another, thick white turbid liquid sprayed on the washing machine, slowly forming arcs along the plastic shell and dripping downwards.Kelsey gasped, and his hard penis pumped the remaining ones on the black stockings. Kelsey, who was still unsatisfied, used the stockings to wipe it. When it touched the red top, it trembled reflexively and sighed softly.
Chessia...
She slowly wiped away the filth with stockings, and the moisture that was stained made her feel restless.If you can push Chessia to the ground or use brute force to press her beautiful face on the table, knock the red pen and rolled paper over, and carefully identify Chessia's screams in the sound of the clanging objects, causing her pure eyes to overflow with defiled tears, and let her filthy desires thrust between her thighs that were fighting to death.At that time, the dirty semen flowed along her thighs, dark brown and thick white intertwined, the red ink on the table stained the texture of the wooden table, and the pores were filled with sticky sperm. If that were the case,
If that's the case.
Kelsey punched the washing machine and heard the roar of the machinery, she felt a little clear.Then she gestured to her face, but she didn't wave it, and closed the door with a despicable face.
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