Xiaoyou! Your teacher An is here! Mom's voice came from the kitchen. Yan Youqing unwillingly opened the door of the room and sat quietly by the desk waiting for An Yuzhe to enter the door.
When An Yuzhe entered the room, he almost didn't even look at Yan You. He lowered his head and sat next to Yan You, took out the exercise book and pen from the bag he carried with him, and was about to start explaining to Yan You.
He cleared his throat and said: Yesterday, I forgot my phone here
Yan You nodded and took out an iPhone from the drawer and handed it back to An Yuzhe.
The white and slender fingers, the soft palms of the baby-like palms touched An Yuzhe, his eyes suddenly became dim and turbid, and suddenly he had an irresistible desire for the girl in front of him.
The scene I saw in this room yesterday was suddenly filled with. The girl's soft moans occupied all An Yuzhe's thinking, as if Yan You's every move could remind him of what she looked like when she was orgasm.
Teacher, are you okay? Yan You shook his hand in front of An Yuzhe. She didn't notice An Yuzhe's abnormality, but just felt that this tutor was a little dull and dull today.
Those pornographic clips in my mind kept flashing, some of which happened before, some were just his indulgent fantasy
Cough cough His light cough forced himself to come back to his senses quickly. I assigned you a task yesterday. I want you to try to listen to European and American English songs online. Have you found a singer you like?
Yan You rarely listens to English songs because she can't understand anything. But whenever she understands an English song, she always feels that there is another deep meaning behind the English lyrics. Because she is not sure, she doesn't dare to give it to her classmates even if she understands it.
Now, An Yuzhe was really trying to prove whether her English was good and she understood it more deeply, or was it because her head was really hindered by lust and could not think carefully
I just found a few songs I liked... Yan You turned on the computer's audio, double-clicked the mouse and clicked a song about Candyshop of American hiphop singer 50cent.
The low black voice of 50cent suddenly sounded in the room: Ｙeah unhuh,so seductive
I'll take yu t the candy shpI'll let you lick the lolllipop Ｇo head girl,dont you stop Ｋeepgoing tilyoohit thespot(woah) An Yuzhe heard it and suddenly lost his mind. This kind of song is completely about sex
Although this song looks like a ballad on the surface, although the lollipop in the lyrics means lollipop, its deep meaning is actually 50cent.
The singing continued, Olivia's female voice sounded, making An Yuzhe even more speechless
I'll take yu t the candy shp Boyonetaste of what I'll go to I'll go to tile you'll go to tile you'll go to tile you'll know that your guess is right, but she still continued to play music with a naive look on her face, commented: This American is really a childish temperament. Look at them going to the candy shop, you lick me a candy, I'll give you my candy, you can write a song...
The slutty voice sounded again, this time it was rap, the lyrics were even more explicit, Ｙoucan have it, how do youwant Ｙougon backthatthrushuporshoulder divert Ｔemperature Ｄｅｒａｔｉｎｇｅｒａｔｉｎｇｅｒａｔｉｎｇｅｒａｔｉｎｇｅｒａｔｉｎｇｅｒａｔｉｎｇｅｒａｔｉｎｇｅｒａｔｉｎｇｅｒａｔｉｎｇｅｒａｔｉｎｇｅｒａｔｉｎｇｅｒａｔｉｎｇｅｒａｔｉｎｇｅｒａｔｉｎｇｅｒａｔｉｎｇｅｒａｔｉｎｇｅｒａｔｉｎｇｅｒａｔｉｎｇｅｒａｔｉｎｇｅｒａｔｉｎｇｅｒａｔｉｎ�An Yuzhe suddenly felt that he had the obligation to tell Yan You the truth, so he whispered: In fact, the candy shop referred to by 50cent is not a real candy shop...
Hey?! Didn’t he say Candyshop? What is that? Yan You put his index finger beside his mouth as if he was teasing, caressed him gently, rubbing his lips, and his eyes were still discharged
Black people, also known as Chocolate, 50cent calls prostitute a candy house, because he goes for the black prostitute. An Yuzhe's eyes have long been firmly fixed on Yan You's lips. He has no other thoughts, just thinking about stuffing the clone in his pants into his pink little mouth and thrusting, ...Uh... This song is actually not very suitable for your age...
Seeing An Yuzhe trying to change the topic, Yan You immediately listened to the lyrics, pretended to be a good student, and asked again: Teacher, what is the deep meaning of this paragraph? Where does Spot mean?
...I'lltake yu t the candy shpＢoyonetaste of what I'll go to I'll go to tile you'll go to tile you'll go to tile you'll go to tile you'll go to tile you'll go to tile you'll be able to explain it well, but then I thought about it, explaining it early now will improve Yan You's vocabulary in the future and will help her English understanding, so I still gritted my teeth and explained it awkwardly
After explaining for a long time, his face turned slightly red, but Yan You looked at it with ease.
She looked at the tutor who was helpless with amusement, stood up slowly with bad intentions, gently swaying her slender waist with music, twisting her round buttocks, and the skirt of the dress was driven by step, and she could vaguely see the white lace under the black short skirt.
Ｇiveittombaby, nice and smooth Climbontop, riding likelihood, Yuuain tnewerdas and likelihood, Cause Ian tnewerputit down likelihood... Yan You twisted with the music and slowly straddled between An Yuzhe's legs and faced him. Seeing An Yuzhe not stopping her, she moved forward a little step forward and got closer to his lower body. She laughed and said: Teacher, does the lyrics mean this? Baby slowly gave me, reached orgasm, and rode me like a cowboy...An Yuzhe was so hot that he was dry and dry. After all, he was a 19-year-old boy who could not withstand Yan You's teasing. He symbolically pushed Yan You, but his big hand accidentally landed on Yan You's soft breasts.
Teacher, you eat my tofu. Before An Yuzhe could pull away his hand, Yan You pressed his hand on his chest. She leaned close to his ear and blew the heat gently. Teacher... Give it to me, okay?
After saying that, she wrapped her hands around An Yuzhe's neck, and her lips lingered and kissed her on his neck. An Yuzhe was panting, and no longer caring about Yan You's mother was cooking in the kitchen not far from the door of the room. Regardless of her identity, his big hand reached into Yan You's clothes and stroked the girl's skin as smooth as milk.
Yes... well... Yan You's unique cat-like moan made An Yuzhe feel restless
The 50cent's voice continues, but the lyrics are just as erotic as what the two are about to do, like a guide
ＳｏｎｔｈｅｒａｔｉｎｔｈｅｒａｔｉｎｔｈｅｒａｔｉｎｔｈｅｒａｔｉｎｔｈｅｒａｔｉｎｔｈｅｒａｔｉｎｔｈｅｒａｔｈｅｒａｔｈｅｒａｔｈｅｒａｔｈｅｒａｔｈｅｒａｔｈｅｒａｔｈｅｒａｔｈｅｒａｔｈｅｒａｔｈｅｒａｔｈｅｒａｔｈｅｒａｔｈｅｒａｔｈｅｒａｔｈｅｒａｔｈｅｒａｔｈｅｒａｔｈｅｒａｔｈｅｒａｔｈｅｒａｔｈｅｒａｔｈｅｒａｔｈｅｒIsn't this ironic? Isn't it ironic? I saw them using whip. Boutthatassafter I made me think about that butt after leaving. I was just right at the right time...Yan You's lower body was pressed against An Yuzhe's clone through the two of them. She pushed the protrusion of her crotch along with the rhythm of the music, causing An Yuzhe to suck continuously. An Yuzhe could feel the warmth of her lower body, which was far less hot than his. He was only thinking about the scene of his fantasy of having sex with Yan You when masturbating these two days.
The glans actually itched, but Yan You continued to rub the top of the clone through the fabric without knowing it. An Yuzhe only felt the blood in his body flowing down. He pushed his body one by one, and a water stain suddenly appeared on the dark blue jeans.
Yan You, who heard the strange ejaculation sound, was stunned for a moment, then stood up from An Yuzhe and sat back to his original seat.
Teacher... You won't ejaculate anymore, right? Yan You swallowed. This is not a question. She knew very well that An Yuzhe ejaculated and orgasm, but it was too fast, right?
An Yuzhe was just embarrassed at this time and wanted to escape quickly, but his legs were as if they were filled with lead and could not move. He embarrassedly admitted: Sorry... After all, no girl has ever danced on my legs...
The two of them were silent immediately
Xiaoyou!! Yan You's mother's screams broke the tranquility in the room. Listening to the sound of her mother's footsteps, Yan You hurriedly stuffed a pillow for An Yuzhe, covering the obvious wet mark on her pants
Yan You's mother pushed open the door and said with a smile: Xiaoyou, the meal is ready, Teacher An, do you want to stay at our house for dinner?
An Yuzhe hurriedly shook his head and refused: No, I still have something to do later, no trouble
Haha, don’t be polite, when will you come next time? Xiaoyou’s English is not good, so I have to trouble you more in the future. Yan You’s mother still had a kind smile on her face. She didn’t notice any abnormalities between her daughter and the tutor. Oh! Teacher, do you also like the pillow I bought for Xiaoyou?
Well, yes, he replied incoherently, I'll come again next Monday, I can't get enough time this weekend
Yan You's mother nodded, took care of her for a few more words, and then took her door and left.
Two relatively speechless people were left in the room again
Teacher... Yan You paused appropriately, you won’t... still be a virgin, right?
An Yuzhe sighed in his heart, what does it mean to be a virgin? He is only 19 years old, so he is not old yet...
Looking at An Yuzhe's expression of hating the sky and the earth, Yan You naturally understood. She complained mercilessly: Sure enough, she is a virgin.
However, because of this, Yan You's competitive spirit is once again in trouble
This time, she was sure to be the first night of her English tutor
When An Yuzhe entered the room, he almost didn't even look at Yan You. He lowered his head and sat next to Yan You, took out the exercise book and pen from the bag he carried with him, and was about to start explaining to Yan You.
He cleared his throat and said: Yesterday, I forgot my phone here
Yan You nodded and took out an iPhone from the drawer and handed it back to An Yuzhe.
The white and slender fingers, the soft palms of the baby-like palms touched An Yuzhe, his eyes suddenly became dim and turbid, and suddenly he had an irresistible desire for the girl in front of him.
The scene I saw in this room yesterday was suddenly filled with. The girl's soft moans occupied all An Yuzhe's thinking, as if Yan You's every move could remind him of what she looked like when she was orgasm.
Teacher, are you okay? Yan You shook his hand in front of An Yuzhe. She didn't notice An Yuzhe's abnormality, but just felt that this tutor was a little dull and dull today.
Those pornographic clips in my mind kept flashing, some of which happened before, some were just his indulgent fantasy
Cough cough His light cough forced himself to come back to his senses quickly. I assigned you a task yesterday. I want you to try to listen to European and American English songs online. Have you found a singer you like?
Yan You rarely listens to English songs because she can't understand anything. But whenever she understands an English song, she always feels that there is another deep meaning behind the English lyrics. Because she is not sure, she doesn't dare to give it to her classmates even if she understands it.
Now, An Yuzhe was really trying to prove whether her English was good and she understood it more deeply, or was it because her head was really hindered by lust and could not think carefully
I just found a few songs I liked... Yan You turned on the computer's audio, double-clicked the mouse and clicked a song about Candyshop of American hiphop singer 50cent.
The low black voice of 50cent suddenly sounded in the room: Ｙeah unhuh,so seductive
I'll take yu t the candy shpI'll let you lick the lolllipop Ｇo head girl,dont you stop Ｋeepgoing tilyoohit thespot(woah) An Yuzhe heard it and suddenly lost his mind. This kind of song is completely about sex
Although this song looks like a ballad on the surface, although the lollipop in the lyrics means lollipop, its deep meaning is actually 50cent.
The singing continued, Olivia's female voice sounded, making An Yuzhe even more speechless
I'll take yu t the candy shp Boyonetaste of what I'll go to I'll go to tile you'll go to tile you'll go to tile you'll know that your guess is right, but she still continued to play music with a naive look on her face, commented: This American is really a childish temperament. Look at them going to the candy shop, you lick me a candy, I'll give you my candy, you can write a song...
The slutty voice sounded again, this time it was rap, the lyrics were even more explicit, Ｙoucan have it, how do youwant Ｙougon backthatthrushuporshoulder divert Ｔemperature Ｄｅｒａｔｉｎｇｅｒａｔｉｎｇｅｒａｔｉｎｇｅｒａｔｉｎｇｅｒａｔｉｎｇｅｒａｔｉｎｇｅｒａｔｉｎｇｅｒａｔｉｎｇｅｒａｔｉｎｇｅｒａｔｉｎｇｅｒａｔｉｎｇｅｒａｔｉｎｇｅｒａｔｉｎｇｅｒａｔｉｎｇｅｒａｔｉｎｇｅｒａｔｉｎｇｅｒａｔｉｎｇｅｒａｔｉｎｇｅｒａｔｉｎｇｅｒａｔｉｎｇｅｒａｔｉｎ�An Yuzhe suddenly felt that he had the obligation to tell Yan You the truth, so he whispered: In fact, the candy shop referred to by 50cent is not a real candy shop...
Hey?! Didn’t he say Candyshop? What is that? Yan You put his index finger beside his mouth as if he was teasing, caressed him gently, rubbing his lips, and his eyes were still discharged
Black people, also known as Chocolate, 50cent calls prostitute a candy house, because he goes for the black prostitute. An Yuzhe's eyes have long been firmly fixed on Yan You's lips. He has no other thoughts, just thinking about stuffing the clone in his pants into his pink little mouth and thrusting, ...Uh... This song is actually not very suitable for your age...
Seeing An Yuzhe trying to change the topic, Yan You immediately listened to the lyrics, pretended to be a good student, and asked again: Teacher, what is the deep meaning of this paragraph? Where does Spot mean?
...I'lltake yu t the candy shpＢoyonetaste of what I'll go to I'll go to tile you'll go to tile you'll go to tile you'll go to tile you'll go to tile you'll go to tile you'll be able to explain it well, but then I thought about it, explaining it early now will improve Yan You's vocabulary in the future and will help her English understanding, so I still gritted my teeth and explained it awkwardly
After explaining for a long time, his face turned slightly red, but Yan You looked at it with ease.
She looked at the tutor who was helpless with amusement, stood up slowly with bad intentions, gently swaying her slender waist with music, twisting her round buttocks, and the skirt of the dress was driven by step, and she could vaguely see the white lace under the black short skirt.
Ｇiveittombaby, nice and smooth Climbontop, riding likelihood, Yuuain tnewerdas and likelihood, Cause Ian tnewerputit down likelihood... Yan You twisted with the music and slowly straddled between An Yuzhe's legs and faced him. Seeing An Yuzhe not stopping her, she moved forward a little step forward and got closer to his lower body. She laughed and said: Teacher, does the lyrics mean this? Baby slowly gave me, reached orgasm, and rode me like a cowboy...An Yuzhe was so hot that he was dry and dry. After all, he was a 19-year-old boy who could not withstand Yan You's teasing. He symbolically pushed Yan You, but his big hand accidentally landed on Yan You's soft breasts.
Teacher, you eat my tofu. Before An Yuzhe could pull away his hand, Yan You pressed his hand on his chest. She leaned close to his ear and blew the heat gently. Teacher... Give it to me, okay?
After saying that, she wrapped her hands around An Yuzhe's neck, and her lips lingered and kissed her on his neck. An Yuzhe was panting, and no longer caring about Yan You's mother was cooking in the kitchen not far from the door of the room. Regardless of her identity, his big hand reached into Yan You's clothes and stroked the girl's skin as smooth as milk.
Yes... well... Yan You's unique cat-like moan made An Yuzhe feel restless
The 50cent's voice continues, but the lyrics are just as erotic as what the two are about to do, like a guide
ＳｏｎｔｈｅｒａｔｉｎｔｈｅｒａｔｉｎｔｈｅｒａｔｉｎｔｈｅｒａｔｉｎｔｈｅｒａｔｉｎｔｈｅｒａｔｉｎｔｈｅｒａｔｈｅｒａｔｈｅｒａｔｈｅｒａｔｈｅｒａｔｈｅｒａｔｈｅｒａｔｈｅｒａｔｈｅｒａｔｈｅｒａｔｈｅｒａｔｈｅｒａｔｈｅｒａｔｈｅｒａｔｈｅｒａｔｈｅｒａｔｈｅｒａｔｈｅｒａｔｈｅｒａｔｈｅｒａｔｈｅｒａｔｈｅｒａｔｈｅｒａｔｈｅｒIsn't this ironic? Isn't it ironic? I saw them using whip. Boutthatassafter I made me think about that butt after leaving. I was just right at the right time...Yan You's lower body was pressed against An Yuzhe's clone through the two of them. She pushed the protrusion of her crotch along with the rhythm of the music, causing An Yuzhe to suck continuously. An Yuzhe could feel the warmth of her lower body, which was far less hot than his. He was only thinking about the scene of his fantasy of having sex with Yan You when masturbating these two days.
The glans actually itched, but Yan You continued to rub the top of the clone through the fabric without knowing it. An Yuzhe only felt the blood in his body flowing down. He pushed his body one by one, and a water stain suddenly appeared on the dark blue jeans.
Yan You, who heard the strange ejaculation sound, was stunned for a moment, then stood up from An Yuzhe and sat back to his original seat.
Teacher... You won't ejaculate anymore, right? Yan You swallowed. This is not a question. She knew very well that An Yuzhe ejaculated and orgasm, but it was too fast, right?
An Yuzhe was just embarrassed at this time and wanted to escape quickly, but his legs were as if they were filled with lead and could not move. He embarrassedly admitted: Sorry... After all, no girl has ever danced on my legs...
The two of them were silent immediately
Xiaoyou!! Yan You's mother's screams broke the tranquility in the room. Listening to the sound of her mother's footsteps, Yan You hurriedly stuffed a pillow for An Yuzhe, covering the obvious wet mark on her pants
Yan You's mother pushed open the door and said with a smile: Xiaoyou, the meal is ready, Teacher An, do you want to stay at our house for dinner?
An Yuzhe hurriedly shook his head and refused: No, I still have something to do later, no trouble
Haha, don’t be polite, when will you come next time? Xiaoyou’s English is not good, so I have to trouble you more in the future. Yan You’s mother still had a kind smile on her face. She didn’t notice any abnormalities between her daughter and the tutor. Oh! Teacher, do you also like the pillow I bought for Xiaoyou?
Well, yes, he replied incoherently, I'll come again next Monday, I can't get enough time this weekend
Yan You's mother nodded, took care of her for a few more words, and then took her door and left.
Two relatively speechless people were left in the room again
Teacher... Yan You paused appropriately, you won’t... still be a virgin, right?
An Yuzhe sighed in his heart, what does it mean to be a virgin? He is only 19 years old, so he is not old yet...
Looking at An Yuzhe's expression of hating the sky and the earth, Yan You naturally understood. She complained mercilessly: Sure enough, she is a virgin.
However, because of this, Yan You's competitive spirit is once again in trouble
This time, she was sure to be the first night of her English tutor
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