Young Abin (Sixty-four) Variegated Nymphoides (Urban Life Adult Novel)

"Okay," Zou Xuemei said, "Then let's vote."

Zou Xuemei was the chairperson of this meeting. She stubbornly forced the four or five graduation routes proposed by everyone down to just the one that she had in mind, and then announced that a vote would be held.

"This is fake democracy!" someone protested.

"Yes." Xuemei said, "Do you have any other opinions?"

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what to do with each other. After the vote, of course the original plan was passed. The East Coast plus Green Island is the final version of this graduation trip.

Then the preparatory committee members divided the work and were assigned different tasks one by one. Before the meeting ended, Xuemei stipulated that the committee members must meet again next Sunday to report on their work achievements.

Everyone dispersed in disappointment, and Abin paced alone in the corridor. He was assigned the task of investigating how many classmates wanted to participate. He planned to send a letter with a reply slip attached to each classmate, asking everyone to reply. It would be nice to type a letter like this on my computer when I get home, but I wonder if the computer at home can be repaired today?

He was just about to make a phone call when he walked past the door of the General Affairs Office. The huge office was empty due to the holiday, but in the far corner there was a computer screen flashing a quiet light.

"It should be okay to borrow it!" Abin thought to himself.

He stuck his head into the office door, but there was no cat there. As he was hesitating, a small bunch of hair suddenly shook on the back of the long rattan chair in front of the office wall.

"Someone." Abin thought, so he asked, "Excuse me, may I ask..."

The small bunch of hair moved again, and the person stood up at the same time, with hair fluttering. Suddenly looking back, Abin couldn't help but feel happy and blurted out: "Wenwen..."

When Wenwen saw that it was Abin, her cheeks immediately turned red.

Ever since returning from Alishan, Wenwen always lowered her head and dodged whenever she met Abin. She and Abin did not have many credits in the same class. The few times Abin wanted to talk to her, she was shy and anxious, hesitating, and found excuses to escape before they could even say a few words.

"Why are you here?" Abin looked around and there was really no one else in the office.

"I... I'm a part-time student here..." Wenwen blinked nervously.

"What are you doing?" Abin walked over and held her hand. She couldn't hide away: "Are you afraid of me?"

Wenwen shook her head.

"Then why don't you pay attention to me?" Abin lowered his head to look at her, and Wenwen became even more embarrassed.

"I...I...didn't..."

"No?" Abin reached out and stroked her face: "Then go on a date with me."

"Don't...you...you...don't talk nonsense...you...you have a girlfriend!" Wenwen wanted to hide, but didn't.

"What does it matter? Don't you have a boyfriend too?" Abin said with a grin.

"I...I don't have one!" Wenwen said, "Who said I have a boyfriend?"

"No? Hmm?" Abin was confused: "Then...then Aji..."

"I...we are not!" Wenwen said.

"No?" Abin stuttered: "Ah? Then, then, then, then, then..."

Wenwen knew that Abin was talking about what happened in the car that day, and she felt even more embarrassed: "Anyway, it's not like that! I... lost the bet to him... Oh! Don't ask me anymore!"

Abin didn't ask any more questions, but just looked at her face silently. Wenwen felt as if her face was on fire, and stammered, "What are you looking at?"

"Your face looks so beautiful when it's red." Abin said smoothly.

"You...you are talking nonsense..." Wenwen turned around timidly with her back to Abin, sat back in the rattan chair, picked up a book thrown on the chair, and flipped through the pages randomly.

"What are you reading?" Abin sat next to her and said, "Let me see... um, romance..."

Abin smiled awkwardly. Wenwen was so embarrassed that her hands holding the book almost trembled. Abin gently put his arm around her waist and she immediately trembled. Abin helped her hold the book and said, "I'll read it with you."

Wenwen didn't even have the courage to refuse, and let Abin lean his head on her shoulder. His strong masculine scent was breathing in and out beside her ears, and Wenwen's slender waist was really about to go weak.

"You have to concentrate on your studies!" Abin urged her.

"Hmm..." Wenwen read the passages in the book according to Abin's instructions, as if she was hypnotized. In fact, she had already read the page she happened to turn to, but she started reading it again.

The book explains that the heroine had a quarrel with her husband over a trivial matter in the morning and was in a bad mood, but she met a strange handsome man who came to the office to discuss business. The two of them talked very happily. She was fascinated for a while, so she followed the man out for lunch and was lured to his room. The two of them went from tentative touches, to kisses, to caresses, to passionate and crazy venting of desires. The description is detailed and moving, especially the heroine's hungry demands for love. Although the words are implicit, the charm is everywhere.

As the plot of the story goes up and down, Abin's fingers and palms are also groping around Wenwen's waist and abdomen. Wenwen feels very different when she rereads this chapter. When the heroine in the story reaches her climax and moans "Oh... I love you..." to a stranger, Wenwen's pulse beats faster and her thoughts become more confused. She seems to have fallen into the story, and her whole body has a wonderful reaction.

Abin noticed her helplessness, turned his head slightly, and kissed her earlobe. Wenwen was shocked and couldn't help but uttered: "Hmm..."

Abin stuck out his tongue and slowly licked along the edge of Wenwen's ear. Wenwen lost control, half-closed her beautiful eyes, and felt goosebumps all over her body. She let Abin's snake-like tongue float and linger on her sensitive auditory organ.

"Keep reading!" Abin urged her again.

Wenwen opened her eyes with great effort, and made a "hmm" sound as she reluctantly read on.

The book goes on to describe the heroine’s physical pleasure and inner conflict, just like Wenwen’s situation. Abin's palms had already unruly gone beyond the safe range, gradually rubbing up to the lower half of her cute breasts, pinching and twisting them with a sense of righteousness, while his five fingertips tapped lightly everywhere, and several times he rubbed accurately on her nipples that had already quietly protruded. Even through her bra and clothes, Wenwen still shivered coldly, and at the same time, a warm current rushed through her lower abdomen, and even her underwear was wet.

"Concentrate on your studies..." Abin supervised her from time to time, but one of his hands moved to her leg.

Wenwen was wearing a knee-length denim skirt, and Abin quickly reached inside and drew circles on the inside of her delicate thighs with his palms. Wenwen could not hold on any longer, and her upper body finally collapsed into Abin's arms, sleeping on his neck and shoulders.

"No..." she protested weakly.

"What don't you want?" Abin asked, but he still touched her.

"No..." Wenwen didn't know what she didn't want.

Abin's hands moved higher and higher on Wenwen's legs, and he felt more and more heat between her legs. Wenwen wanted to close her legs, but her limbs were out of control. Abin rode past her and attacked her wet and sticky beach without any soldiers.

"Ouch..." She felt Abin teasing her most sensitive spot.

"Why aren't you studying again?" Abin Xiangzhuang danced with the sword to distract her attention.

Wenwen was fooled again. She tried hard to lift the book. God knows if she could really continue reading.

Abin's hand covering her breasts took the opportunity to launch another attack. He unbuttoned the second button of her shirt, reached in, and quickly inserted it into her bra, grabbing the girl's proud and firm breasts.

Although Wenwen's breasts are not big, they are still full and firm, and it feels very satisfying to hold them. The hardened nipples are stuck in the gap between Abin's index and middle fingers, and it is really enjoyable to pinch and pull them. After Abin finished playing with the left side, he played with the right side, making Wenwen tremble all over, out of breath, and her already blurred private parts became even more flooded.

"Are you concentrating on your studies?" Abin was thinking about her book.

"Yes... yes... ah..." Wenwen's voice was weak.

"Where have you read to?" Abin was still worried.

“Here…here…oh…yes…yes…here…ah…” Wenwen spoke nonsense.

It turned out that Abin's fingers had dug into Wenwen's panties and were rubbing against the slit of her flesh with her slippery secretions. No wonder Wenwen was distracted.

Abin relied on his sense of touch to explore Wenwen's wild and mysterious body with his fingertips. Wenwen's hair was very fine and the environment was very narrow. He went to explore Wenwen's little flesh beads like a wild bee collecting honey. He showed special care for them and kept migrating around them. Wenwen felt like she was about to faint. The stimulation from her lower body made her unable to resist. The pleasure made her really want to scream, but shame was still trying to suppress her and prevent her primitive wildness from being reawakened.

Abin attacked her most vulnerable part where she could not stand the teasing. Wenwen's whole body twitched intermittently, her teeth clenched, and waves of water came one after another. She no longer cared about her superficial reserve. She turned her upper body over, raised her face, and her little red lips automatically moved towards Abin's mouth, kissing Abin tightly.

As a result, Abin was forced to release the fingers that were pinching her breasts, leaving only the five claws that were clasping her vagina inside and outside. Wenwen twisted her waist, both resisting and welcoming, and showing a very seductive look.

Suddenly, Abin pushed her away, jumped over, knelt on the ground, and leaned between her legs. Wenwen didn't understand what was going on, so she leaned back in the chair, panting and looking at him.

"Let me repay you..." he said.

Wenwen didn't understand what he meant. Abin used both hands to quickly lift up her skirt and then immediately pulled her beige panties aside. Before Wenwen could cover herself, Abin greedily kissed her vagina. She was so wet, and her labia had already slightly opened. Abin easily sucked her thin labia into his mouth and squeezed it.

Wenwen was attacked by him without any reason and she couldn't think of anything for a moment. The only thing she could do was to moan softly with the intense pleasure, except to let him lick her stupidly.

Abin's experienced tongue searched every cell on her surface, and at the same time, the honey juice she had secreted earlier was also eaten up cleanly. Unfortunately, the tide was high, and soon new honey juice gushed out, making Abin's chin shiny.

“Oh…Abin…you…you don’t…don’t do this…ah…oh…don’t…I﹍﹍I’m going to die…ah…don’t…ah…why is this…oh…oh…”

"Hmm..." Abin was vague: "Are you happy...?"

“Oh…oh…no…don’t…ah…ah…no…don’t…ah…hmm…you…you are bad…”

Abin inserted his tongue into her vagina again. This time Wenwen could not make any sound. The flesh on both sides of her legs trembled constantly, her waist and abdomen felt sore and uncomfortable, and her whole body felt like a balloon about to burst, on the verge of collapse.

“Ooooo… I’m going to die… Oh… I’m… going to die… Ahem…”

Abin smelled her subtle fragrance and knew that she was about to complete the task, so he quickly intensified his movements, focusing all his attention on her pistil and biting it with his front teeth. Sure enough, Wenwen screamed "Ah..." and a strong stream of water gushed out, splashing all over Abin's face.

Wenwen held Abin's head weakly. Abin moved his mouth away, stood up and laid her down on the chair. Wenwen had completely let him do whatever he wanted. Abin lifted her skirt again, and her entire snow-white lower body was exposed to Abin's eyes. He quickly unzipped his pants and took out his penis, which had already been hard and hot, from his underwear. The glans was red due to congestion and looked very powerful. Unfortunately, Wenwen's mind was blank. She ignored the murder weapon and lay on the chair, breathing hard.

Abin knelt down between her legs, used his fingers to open her panties again, thrust his lower body forward, and pressed the head of his penis against the two pieces of tender flesh. Wenwen moaned softly, not intending to put up any futile resistance. Abin was very proud of himself, and deliberately rubbed his long meat stick against her entrance, which made Wenwen hate him so much, but she didn't want to urge him out loud, so she had to bite her lower lip lightly and try to be patient.

Finally, Abin felt that he had had enough fun and decided to take a dangerous approach. He grabbed Wenwen's knees, pressed her buttocks down, and successfully buried his big glans into her labia. Both of them felt urgent joy at the same time.

Just when things were getting out of control...

"What are you doing?" A voice was heard at the door.

Both of them were shocked, and Abin was so panicked that he fell off his horse and onto the ground. He hurriedly put away his stiff penis and zipped up his pants, almost pinching his little bird skin. Wenwen was a little more convenient. She took off her skirt and sat up straight. Abin also stood up awkwardly and looked at the door hastily. It turned out to be Xuemei.

Xuemei stood there with her eyebrows raised, her hands on her hips, and a gloomy face.

"What are you doing?" she asked again.

"I...I want to borrow the PC." Abin said guiltily.

"Would you like to borrow my PC?" Xuemei walked in and stared at Wenwen with ill intent: "Why aren't you using it?"

"Just wanted to use it...just wanted to use it..." Abin walked to the PC in two steps, pulled a chair and sat down, entering the word processing screen.

Xuemei came to his side and stood there, saying, "Begin!"

Abin cursed tens of thousands of times in his heart, but he had to suppress his anger and typed a letter to his classmates.

"Dear classmate..." Abin typed out the greeting, but secretly said, "Fuck you! Fuck you!"

Wenwen had been sitting silently on the rattan chair, not daring to look up, flipping through the book aimlessly. Xuemei's eyes were stern, looking back and forth between her and Abin. Abin and Wenwen were like mice encountering a vicious cat, each huddled in a corner, not daring to make any rash moves.

Abin worked hard to put together the incoherent sentences in his mind and reflected them on the screen. After more than ten minutes of hard and long work, he finally finished typing the letter. He loaded the paper on the printer, gave the command for it to print out, and took the opportunity to steal a glance at Xuemei. She was still standing behind him, watching eagerly.

The letter was printed, and before Abin could do anything, Xuemei pulled the paper away with a "swish". As she looked at it, she showed an expression of dissatisfaction but barely accepting it.

After reading it, she turned and walked out the door. Just as Abin and Wenwen were about to breathe a sigh of relief, she turned around and saw Abin still staring at the computer, so she asked angrily, "What else do you want to do?"

"No...no!" said Abin.

"If not, then let's go!" Xuemei said.

"Let's go..." Abin asked, "Where to?"

"I have something else to discuss with you."

Abin cursed thousands of times in his heart, but he was too angry to say anything. He had to find an opportunity to give this little witch a good beating.

"Hurry up!" Xuemei turned around and strode out the door.

Abin looked at Wenwen helplessly. Wenwen couldn't hide her infinite resentment and sat shrunkenly on the long rattan chair without moving. Abin hardened his heart, lowered his head and followed her out the door.

When he walked out of the office door, Xuemei was standing there waiting for him. She nodded to him and made a "let's go" expression, so Abin had no choice but to walk out of the corridor with her.

"What's the matter?" Abin couldn't help but ask again.

"I think we should discuss this letter some more," she said with a sly smile, "Isn't that great?"

Abin was very bitter: "It's okay to discuss it now!"

“Um…um…” Xuemei shook her head: “No, we have to discuss this over at my place.”

"No...it's not good..." Abin was still resisting.

"Stop talking nonsense!" Xuemei didn't give him a chance.

Poor Abin followed Xuemei reluctantly. He deliberately lagged behind her by two or three steps as a silent protest.

Xuemei was wearing a cotton sleeveless casual shirt and a soft and close-fitting light-colored long skirt today. Abin was staring at her swaying butt from behind. To be honest, Xuemei's butt was really nice. Although it was a little low like most oriental women's, it was round and plump. It looked very beautiful when she walked. In Abin's memory, Xuemei mostly liked trousers or dark short skirts, and rarely dressed so femininely like this.

He sighed again unconsciously. Xuemei's buttocks filled his eyes with fire. There was no trace of panties on her trembling buttocks. Abin guessed that she was wearing tights.

Seeing Xuemei's swaying buttocks and feeling reluctant to leave the charming Wenwen, Abin was daydreaming and in a mixed mood when suddenly an idea came to him.

"Hey! Xuemei..." Abin shouted.

"What's wrong?" Xuemei stopped.

"I...I didn't save the letter I wrote just now," Abin licked his lips and said, "If we want to modify it...it will be very inconvenient..."

"You have so many problems," Xuemei rolled her eyes at him. "What should we do now?"

"The draft is still on the computer. I'll save it on a floppy disk so I can take it with me," said Abin.

Xuemei stared at him for a few seconds. Ah Bin felt very uncomfortable all over. Finally, she said, "Go quickly and come back soon!"

Abin responded as if he had been pardoned. He turned around and walked back quickly. When he turned the corner of the corridor, he ran as fast as he could, for he was afraid that Xuemei might change her mind and he would be summoned back again.

Wenwen was preparing to clean up the office with a sense of loss. She came to the PC seat, staring blankly at the words left by Abin on the screen. Suddenly she heard a "bang". She turned around and saw Abin closing the door in a hurry. In the blink of an eye, his strong figure appeared in front of her. Wenwen was delighted and flew into his arms like a swallow. The two immediately kissed each other inseparable.

“Quick! Quick!”

Abin turned her body over, and Wenwen inexplicably bent over and leaned on the PC desk.

"Hurry! Hurry!" Abin kept repeating.

He suddenly lifted Wenwen's skirt up high, and then quickly pulled her panties down to her knees.

"Hurry! Hurry!" Abin pulled up his zipper, and his hard cock jumped out. Without stopping, he immediately pushed it against Wenwen's pussy.

“Ah, well…” Wenwen hummed.

Abin waited until the glans became wet, then inserted it without hesitation.

"Oh..." Wenwen cried softly.

Although Abin wet the front end of the meat stick, the base was still very dry, so he couldn't get it all in and had to thrust it back and forth a few more times.

“Quick! Quick!”

"Oh...oh..." Wenwen was confused by the interruption: "What are you doing...?"

"That little witch is still outside..." Abin was hoeing hard.

ah! It’s finally here!

"Oh..." Wenwen narrowed her eyes but couldn't close her little mouth.

Abin really likes Wenwen's constant flow of sexual fluid. After just a few strokes, her vagina is filled with fluid again. The clamp on her vagina was very strong, which made Abin feel very comfortable.

“Oh…” Wenwen’s waist was stiff: “You…oh…you made it…ah…so deep…oh…ouch…”

Abin said no more and buried his head in the work, shaking his ass back and forth violently, allowing the cock stick to move in and out rapidly, making Wenwen moan continuously and sticking out her white ass to make it easier for Abin to penetrate her harder.

“Hmm…you…are so hard…oh…be gentle…ah…no…be harder…oh…you’re so hard…yes…ah…ah…”

Abin ignored her nonsense and just grabbed her buttocks, spreading them as wide as possible to minimize the resistance to the thick sausage.

"Ah... I... Oh my... I... I... Abin... I'm... I'm coming... Ah... Ah... Hey... Oh..."

Wenwen did what she said. Abin felt a warm and wet sensation in his groin. It turned out that it was Wenwen's vaginal fluid gushing out. Abin didn't want to hold it back, so each thrust hit Wenwen's center hard, allowing the sensitive glans to enjoy the greatest pleasure.

"Ah...ah...I...I'm leaking so much..."

Wenwen's vaginal flesh began to tremble, which soon cost Abin his life. Abin was wrapped in her sticky and sweet embrace, his spine felt sour and beautiful, his glans swelled wildly, and then his urethra opened, and the hot and thick semen was unrestrained, shooting into Wenwen's uterus in waves.

"Ah..." Both of them screamed and shivered at the same time.

Ah Bin hugged Wen Wen tenderly. Wen Wen complained, "You reckless guy... You come to mess with me without knowing anything... I'm in danger..."

Abin stuck out his tongue and thought, "No wonder he's so extravagant."

He leaned close to her face and asked, "Are you comfortable?"

"What do you care about me?" Wenwen turned her head away.

"Little slut," Abin kissed her cheek: "Let's do this for now, next time I'll make you suffer!"

Wenwen gasped for breath and spat at him, "Pooh". Abin slowly pulled out the soft long worm. Wenwen shook for a while before the funny worm corpse came out of the hole. Streams of mixed liquid flowed down from the crack of flesh.

"My dear," Abin kissed her again: "I have to leave quickly, I love you..."

"Really?" Wenwen looked at him with a smile.

Abin didn't have time to answer. He hastily adjusted his clothes, rubbed her face roughly, and rushed out in a hurry, leaving Wenwen standing there alone, as if she was daydreaming.

Abin rushed through the corridor. Fortunately, Zou Xuemei was still waiting there. He ran to her side and braked, breathing hot air like a dog.

"Let's go...let's go..." Abin said with difficulty.

Xuemei still kept her expressionless face, and the two of them walked out again, one in front and one behind.

"Ah!" Abin said again.

"What's wrong again?" Xuemei was impatient.

"No...no," Abin said, "Wait...wait until we get to the school gate. I have to call home first."

Xuemei was too lazy to even answer, but she remembered something.

"Abin," she asked calmly, "where is the disk?"

"Well……"

Good question!

Abin's eyes widened and his tongue became tied for a moment.

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Wenwen sees that it is Abin

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Shuhua would not be angry with him. She was very happy. She took Yuhui's hand and walked into the restaurant together. This is a regular program after the start of the new school year, Shuhua’s birthday party.

Once you get inside, you'll be amazed.

"Xiaohua, you must have invited everyone in the class." Yuhui said.

Shuhua giggled. Originally, she had only invited a few people, but who knows which gossipy man or woman spread the news. Anyway, everyone just found an excuse to have a big meal. No matter how close they were, a lot of people came. It became a dinner party to echo their class's trip to Penghu.

The restaurant was as noisy as a market, and Shuhua pulled Yuhui to get a seat. Because Mingjian was there, Shuhua sat with Mingjian. Yuhui didn't need her to say anything and automatically sat down next to the fat pig. No one knew that they were a secret trio.

After singing the birthday song and blowing out the candles, the order became even more chaotic. Everyone exchanged seats and looked for classmates to chat. Wen Qiang really wanted to sit next to Yuhui to talk, but she and the fat pig just talked quietly in a low voice, which made him very jealous, but he could do nothing about it.

The happy time passed, leaving behind a mess of cups and plates. Everyone was shouting in delight. Some people started planning activities for later in the day. Shuhua and Yuhui didn't want to join in, so they parted ways with them. The clever male classmates took the opportunity to say they wanted to kiss the birthday girl, and as a result, a large group of people swarmed up and kissed Shuhua's pretty face until it turned red, which made her intoxicated.

"Can we not go back to the dormitory?" Shuhua ran to discuss with Yuhui. She wanted to go to Mingjian's place.

"But Abin may not go back tonight." Yuhui said.

"Okay, come with me!" Shuhua urged her.

Yuhui was a girl with a calm temper, so she agreed. Shuhua quickly went back to her seat to pack her things, and Fatty said to Yuhui, "I'll take you there."

"Sure!" Yu Hui glanced at him from the corner of her eye, smiled and said, "Old agreement?"

The fat pig stretched out his palm and swore: "Old agreement!"

They left the restaurant together in a noisy manner, said goodbye to their classmates, and walked towards Abin and Mingjian's apartment with ease. The night breeze was cool. Mingjian and Shuhua walked in front, whispering to each other from time to time. Yuhui saw that there was a lot of embarrassment in the fat pig's eyes, so she patted his butt to comfort him.

Soon they arrived at the apartment. When Yuhui and Fatty climbed to the top floor, Shuhua was waiting for them at Mingjian's door with half of her body stretched out. Fatty walked over, and she stroked his chest apologetically and gave him a kiss. Fatty smiled and said nothing. Shuhua retracted her body and gently closed the door.

At this time, Yuhui had already opened the door to Abin's room, and Fatty followed in.

"Please sit down," Yuhui said as she rummaged through the small cabinet, "I'll make you some coffee."

Fatty nodded in agreement. Yuhui found Abin's coffee pot and grinder, picked out a can of Blue Mountain, and Fatty volunteered to help grind it. Yuhui stubbornly insisted on grinding it herself. The two of them sat face to face on the floor at a small table. Yuhui turned the small wheel, while at the same time swinging her big breasts wrapped in a thin shirt. Fatty's heart was shaken and his eyes were wide open.

"What are you looking at?" Yu Hui is no fool: "Go get some boiled water."

The fat pig obediently picked up the kettle and went to the public drinking fountain outside to pour water. After a while, Yuhui finished grinding the beans, but she still couldn't wait for the fat pig's boiling water. She got up and opened the door to see the dead fat pig, holding a pot of smoking hot water, standing outside Mingjian's door in a daze, probably because he heard something.

"I'm dying!" Yu Hui called out to him in a low voice: "Come back soon!"

The fat pig came over shyly. Yuhui dragged him into the door and closed it. She stared at him as he took the pot. She lit the alcohol lamp and said, "Stop being so useless..."

The alcohol lamp quickly boiled the already hot water. Yuhui installed the connected filter bowl, the water level rose rapidly, and the unique fragrance of Blue Mountain spread. Yuhui calculated the time, turned off the lights, let the coffee fall, and then poured a cup for Fatty and herself. She handed a set of creamer and sugar powder to Fatty. She and Abin were used to drinking the original flavor.

"What did you hear?" Yuhui asked suddenly.

"I heard it...that's it!" The fat pig lowered his head and sipped his coffee.

"Are you sad?" Yuhui asked.

The fat pig shook his head and smiled bitterly: "You are all someone else's girlfriend. It's my fault."

"Silly child!"

Yuhui sat next to him, held his hand, and played with his hair. The fat pig smiled gratefully.

"I...I should go back." He stood up.

"Hey..." Yuhui suddenly called him with her head down.

"Huh?" The fat pig had already walked to the door.

"Remember the old agreement?" Yuhui said.

"Of course," the fat pig asked, "Why are you bringing this up now?"

"Come here and sit here!" Yuhui pointed at the small table.

"What are you doing?" The fat pig came over and sat down, and Yuhui knelt in front of him.

Yuhui quietly untied his belt for him. Fatty said in surprise: "You..."

"Old agreement." Yuhui looked at him with a smile.

The fat pig nodded stupidly.

Yuhui spread open his crotch and gently rubbed his penis through his underwear. How could the fat pig withstand the caress of his dream lover? Within a few seconds, his penis became hard like an iron rod and even slightly hot. The fat pig stretched out his hand to touch Yuhui's face, but Yuhui pursed her lips, glared at him and shook her head, so he had to retract his hand obediently.

When Yuhui had rubbed him enough, she slowly pulled down the waistband of his underwear, but the fat pig's erect meat stick got hooked on the waistband. Yuhui exerted force and the meat stick broke free from the fabric, standing up in the wind, thick and fat.

This was not the first time Yuhui had met it, but it was the first time she had interacted with the fat pig. Her face flushed red. The fat pig said embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, I haven't taken a shower yet. There is...some smell."

Sure enough, there was a faint sour smell in the air. Yuhui frowned and found a small spray bottle in the cabinet. It was the one she left at Abin's place to use for combing his hair. She asked the fat pig to pull his pants down a little bit, picked up the spray bottle, and sprayed it on the fat pig's penis. The fat pig felt a burst of coolness, and tiny water droplets floated on the meat rod.

Yuhui took out two tissues and carefully wiped the hard cock. Her movements were very gentle, so the fat pig didn't feel any pain. At the same time, the cannon-like cock remained erect.

Although the fat pig's penis was huge, it was smooth and full, not as majestic as Abin's. Yuhui sprayed and rubbed it, making the penis clean.

"Are you comfortable?" Yuhui finished wiping and then held his glans with the palm of her left hand.

"Very comfortable." The fat pig's voice was trembling.

Yuhui let go of her hand, put her nose close to the thing, and sniffed it to make sure there was no smell. The fat pig looked at her squinting expression and couldn't resist an impulse. His cock jumped hard and hit Yuhui's nose. Yuhui felt the softness and warmth of the glans and couldn't help but giggle.

She pulled her face back, looked at the fat pig, then slightly opened her cherry lips and pretended to get closer to his glans. The fat pig's heart was beating so fast that it almost burst his chest, and his cock was so sore that it was about to break.

Yuhui learned this trick from Abin. She stopped just away from the glans. The fat pig could feel her breath but could not enjoy her red lips. The fat pig tried hard to stretch his cock straight, but Yuhui just watched it, so the stick became weaker and weaker and eventually fell down slowly.

At this time, Yuhui playfully opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue, pretending to lick him. The fat pig immediately stood up again with murderous intent. Yuhui was still wandering around with a smile on her face, feeling so angry that the fat pig wanted to bite her, but she couldn't do anything, so she had to let the poor old pig lower his head in dejection again.

Yuhui teased him like this several times, and after a few times, the fat pig's reaction became sluggish, half hard and half soft. Yuhui poked it with her fingers, and it jumped hard, but still had no energy.

Yuhui only then really attacked. She unexpectedly took half of the fat pig's glans into her mouth. When the fat pig softened, part of the foreskin circled the outer edge of the glans. Yuhui's agile tongue chopped into the foreskin and shaved the glans out with the tip of her tongue. The fat pig was suddenly favored and could not withstand such provocation. The dead snake immediately revived, quickly swollen with blood, and the big glans was completely exposed, filling Yuhui's small mouth.

The fat pig's whole body was trembling violently. His hands were restrained and he couldn't move, but his waist was not restrained. He thrust his butt forward, trying to thrust his dick into Yuhui's mouth. But as soon as he moved forward, Yuhui's head would shrink back. When he moved forward again, her head would shrink back again. Finally, he lost his strength and sat back on the small table dejectedly. Yuhui followed him again, keeping half of his glans in her mouth.

He knew that Yuhui was teasing him on purpose and that moving any more would be useless, so he just held his cock up obediently and let Yuhui eat it.

Yuhui kept smiling. She relaxed her lips and let her small tongue circle around his urethra, gradually spreading out to cover the entire glans and sliding into the groove, licking back and forth with the tip of her tongue. The fat pig couldn't enjoy it and thrust his butt up again. This time Yuhui didn't give in. She circled his entire glans with her small mouth and swallowed it.

"Oh..." the fat pig groaned.

Yuhui sucked and licked it like a popsicle. The fat pig's glans was swollen and shiny, and his sense of touch was extremely sensitive. Every time Yuhui's tongue tip scraped it, he had a high feeling as if he was falling from a high altitude, and his heart was about to jump out. When Yuhui bit him with her front teeth, he couldn't help but tremble with fear, and even the muscles in his waist, abdomen and thighs trembled.

But Yuhui paid no attention to his excitement. She ate her work slowly and methodically. The fat pig really couldn't bear it. When the cock pushed forward again, she still leaned back calmly. The fat pig was about to cry. Yuhui grinned and looked up at his miserable state.

The fat pig felt wronged because he couldn't do anything and had to let others do whatever they wanted. Yuhui finally showed some kindness and sucked his thick strip of meat into her mouth little by little. This time he didn't dare to move, for fear that Yuhui would retreat again. Yuhui first filled his entire glans with her mouth, sucking it lightly and heavily, and then gradually swallowed it deep into her throat.

The poor fat pig looked down at the girl he admired holding his swollen and sore cock in her little mouth. The chaos in his chest was like a violent storm, affecting his physiological reactions. The nerves in his body seemed to be a taut bowstring, and his cock was like an arrow on the string, ready to be shot out at any time.

Yuhui noticed that his cock had been stiff, and the tendons that were originally buried in the shaft were struggling and swelling. She knew that if she continued her mouth would soon be filled with thick semen, so she sucked it deeply twice and quickly spit the cock out of her lips. Her timing was just right. A strange and funny smile appeared on the fat pig's face, and his lower abdomen was twitching suspiciously. He was about to make a fool of himself, but Yuhui left him at this critical moment, almost torturing him to death. His cock jumped violently in pain, and tears squeezed out of the urethra, which were splashed onto Yuhui's face by the shaking glans, and he was finally suppressed from ejaculating.

The fat pig lowered his head and looked at Yuhui, and she smiled again. She waited until the fat pig's cock, which had been teased, began to ooze out the tormented glandular fluid, then she looked back at the fat pig with her face, while holding up the cock with both hands and arching it, and rubbing the sticky glans with her fingers. The fat pig knew that he would definitely live or die in her hands tonight, but he was more than happy to be in her arms, and since she couldn't get what she wanted, she just let Yuhui kill him.

Yuhui held the fat pig with her hands, one above and one below, just enough to let his red head stick out. She moved it like pounding rice, and the mucus that the fat pig had just secreted came in handy, lubricating Yuhui's service for him. The trapped dragon quickly revived, and Yuhui waited until it was hard enough, then she let go of one hand, moved to his lowest point, and slowly rubbed his scrotum, and used the tip of her fingernails to pick at the dense folds on the bag.

The fat pig sighed, gave up the will to resist, and simply lay down on the small table. Yuhui played with the long penis under his round belly and laughed. The fat pig ignored her and accepted her stroking to his heart's content. Yuhui became very diligent and serious this time, stroking him without slacking off. The fat pig was not afraid of her laughing at him, and moaned according to his mood. Yuhui felt a sense of accomplishment listening to him, and decided that this time she would attack him until his brains were splattered on the ground and he was completely defeated.

"Woo...uh..." The fat pig twisted his stomach.

"Are you comfortable?" Yuhui leaned her face on his thigh.

"Hmm... um..." The fat pig could no longer answer.

"Tell me when you are about to ejaculate..." said Yuhui.

"I...I..." the fat pig stammered.

"What?"

“I…I…”

"Hmm?" Yuhui asked him.

"I...I..." the fat pig said, "I'm...going to cum..."

After hearing this, Yuhui shook her little hands even more vigorously, moved her face over, and first bit the top of the glans with the tip of her lips. The fat pig immediately reacted violently, the glans swelled up, and he gasped for breath.

"Shoot..." Yu Hui said vaguely: "Shoot... dear..."

When the fat pig heard the word "dear", his position was completely defeated. He screamed "Ah...", his urethra opened rapidly, and his semen spurted into Yuhui's mouth. After Yuhui tasted the first fishy taste, she moved her head so that the glans rubbed against her cheek. The fat pig continued to ejaculate, and Yuhui let it all smear on his cheeks, without stopping with her hands, until the fat pig's glans began to wither weakly.

Yuhui didn't let him go yet. She put the dick in her mouth again, but this time she didn't stroke it. She sucked hard. The fat pig felt that all his life was sucked away by Yuhui. The remaining semen in the pipe was cleaned out by her. He was completely wiped out.

The fat pig's dictatorship was finally defeated and became a dead snake and rotten eel. Yuhui let it slide from her lips, then crawled onto the fat pig's chest and lay there. The fat pig saw that her face was full of the glow of his semen, and he felt grateful and proud.

"You are so good..." Yuhui praised him.

"I'm such a good kid," the fat pig said, "Let's do it for real!"

"Hmm?" Yu Hui laughed: "This time it was real!"

"This...this..." The fat pig refused to admit it: "How can this be true?"

"Wake up..." Yuhui kissed him on the face: "Don't let Abin come back and see..."

"I... I can't get up!" The fat pig really couldn't get up, no matter how high or low he went.

Yuhui took out a bunch of tissues and piled them on his penis. She also wiped her face. She stood up and found a long T-shirt in Abin's closet. She said, "I want to change clothes. Don't look at me!"

"That's not fair!" protested the fat pig.

"Okay!" Yu Hui stood a little further away and said with a smile, "You're lucky this time..."

She turned sideways, unbuttoned her shirt, letting the collar loose, then took off her tight jeans with great effort. Then she turned her back and took off her shirt and underwear. The fat pig looked at her naked back and the pink panties stretched over her round buttocks, and couldn't help swallowing his saliva again.

"You are so beautiful..." he said foolishly.

Yuhui pulled the T-shirt over her shoulders, turned around, and slowly let the hem of the shirt drop from her waist to her knees.

"Come here..." the fat pig stretched out his hand.

Yuhui walked over and let him hold her hand, squatted down, and said, "Don't stay in bed, get up quickly!"

"Don't be awkward," the fat pig kissed her hand, "Do it with me once, I see your pants are wet..."

"Why do you care about me..." Yu Hui was embarrassed and her face turned red: "If you don't want it, then don't!"

"You...I...I'm going to rape you later!" the fat pig threatened her.

"Hehe..." Yu Hui laughed at him: "Get up! Get up!"

Yuhui saw that he was unable to come up with any tricks, so she deliberately shouted at the soft whip buried in tissue paper from afar: "Hellow, get up..."

She reached out to wipe him, but was shocked when she grabbed the tissue. It turned out that there was another steaming hot man hiding under the tissue.

"Well..." the fat pig said, "This is what you promised..."

“No...no...I...I..." Yuhui quickly pulled her hands back and stepped back in panic.

Just then, there was a gentle knock on the door, and Shuhua called Yuhui softly outside the door. The fat pig quickly cleaned up his dirty lower body and hurriedly put on his pants. Yuhui stood up and opened the door.

"What are you doing? Why are your faces blushing?" Shuhua looked at Yuhui.

"No way..." Yu Hui of course refused to admit it: "What are you doing? Where is Ming Jian?"

"Asleep. Yuhui, please help me with something." Shuhua said.

"Hmm? Keep watch for you?" Yuhui looked at the fat pig.

"Uh...can you...can you..." Shuhua said, "Can you...sleep next to Mingjian for me?"

"What for you?" Yuhui opened her eyes wide.

"Speak softly..." Shuhua said, "Mingjian usually sleeps very soundly, you just need to pretend to be asleep for me, okay..."

"No way!" Yu Hui refused.

"Please..." Shuhua pulled her out: "Yuhui is the best..."

"Hey... Hey... you..."

Shuhua forced Yuhui into Mingjian's room, closed the door and ran away.

Yuhui looked at Mingjian who was lying on his side on the low bed. He was indeed sleeping soundly. He only had a thin quilt covering his waist and abdomen. Yuhui suspected that he was naked. She squatted in front of the bed, lifted the quilt, and cursed Shuhua a hundred times in her heart. Mingjian was indeed naked.

There were two glass water cups on the desk next to her. Yuhui smelled a faint aroma of wine, which should be something like whiskey. No wonder Shuhua dared to go find the fat pig. It turned out that she had been having an affair with Mingjian and got him drunk. It would be strange if he didn’t sleep like a pig.

She turned around and sat on the edge of the bed in a daze. After a while, she lay down beside Mingjian in a huff. While she was daydreaming, Mingjian reached out and hugged her, pulling her into his arms. Yuhui almost screamed out, but luckily Mingjian was just a subconscious reflex action and he was still sleeping soundly.

Yuhui lay on her side with her back against Mingjian. He put his hands around her chest, rubbed her full breasts again and again, and then held her still. Yuhui felt uncomfortable all over her body after being touched. She didn't want him to touch her, but she also wanted him to touch her. When Mingjian stopped, she felt even more uncomfortable.

The warmth of Mingjian's palm was clearly imprinted on her breasts, making her feel very sensitive, but his arms were so heavy that she couldn't get up even if she wanted to. She nestled in Mingjian's arms, and couldn't help but recall the last time he wanted to do something to her secretly. Even Yuhui thought it was very bold and exciting. Although she didn't let him do it, it was enough to make her blush and her heart beat fast.

Yuhui grabbed his hand and tried to move him away, but she had no strength, so he could only move his palm. Yuhui's face turned even redder, because this meant Mingjian was touching her, and... it felt very comfortable.

Since it would be comfortable, and it would be boring to lie here waiting for Shuhua, she continued to hold Mingjian's palm and gently shake it in front of her chest. Especially when she thought that Shuhua and the fat pig must be doing something now, she felt a little unhappy. She pulled Mingjian's palm away a little bit so that he could just grind her nipple.

The nipple had been very hard for a long time, and it became even more erect after being rubbed like this, and waves of spring water gushed out from the wet lower abdomen. Yuhui twisted her waist and hips naturally, leaning on Mingjian's sensitive area. Although Mingjian was asleep, he still had enough reaction. There was a piercing stick underneath him, pressing against the crack of Yuhui's buttocks.

Yuhui found this position very funny. She carefully reached her hand to Mingjian's groin, and grabbed his little angry frog with her bare hands. It was as hard as Abin's and as thick as a fat pig's, but not as long as the two of them. Yuhui opened her legs slightly and clamped it between her thighs, approaching her moist honey spot. Yuhui came back and used Mingjian's hands to play with her breasts, moving them left and right with great interest. Her thighs, which were holding the cock, couldn't help but shrink, letting it press on her hot pubic mound to avoid the immense emptiness in her heart.

She was busy for a long time, making herself confused, embarrassed, and eager to be satisfied. Her round buttocks rose and fell, and Mingjian's rod pressed against her most fertile part, making her feel sore and soft. She enjoyed it very much, so she pushed back harder and harder, making his thrusts more enjoyable.

Yuhui kept moving, and water kept oozing out, soaking her panties beyond recognition. Suddenly Mingjian uttered a "hmm" and his body shook slightly. Yuhui was so scared that her breathing stopped. She waited for a minute or two with her numb scalp tense before slowly turning her head. Fortunately, Mingjian was still asleep.

She guessed that it was her underwear that made Mingjian uncomfortable. Yuhui gently spread her legs, pushed her panties aside, and held Mingjian's cock so that he could touch the flesh between her legs. Then she closed her legs tightly and began to shake her buttocks quietly again.

Yuhui felt that Mingjian would not be sad at this time, because she herself was very comfortable. She kept swinging back and forth, letting his glans dig and drill between her slippery labia. There were several times when Yuhui almost wanted to just let it go in, and she managed to hold back with great difficulty. However, this also made her almost collapse. She half-closed her eyes, her legs trembled violently, and waves of pleasure spread from her lower body to her whole body. She could not hold it back any longer.

Yuhui is so useless, and she knows she is useless because she can't catch her breath. Her vagina is trembling and the juices are gushing out, flowing through Mingjian's cock and spreading all over her thighs.

At this moment, Mingjian began to stammer and mutter incoherently, and turned over in a daze. He even threw away the quilt and lay there with his cock erect. Yuhui quickly got up and saw the penis soaked with vaginal fluid, pointing proudly at the ceiling. She cursed herself inwardly, pulled the quilt and patted it gently to wipe the water off the penis.

She had just put the sheets away when she heard Shuhua and Fatty talking outside. She ran to the door and opened it a little. Shuhua was standing at the stairs saying goodbye to Fatty. Fatty also saw Yuhui, so he waved goodbye to her, smiled awkwardly, shook his head, and then walked down the stairs gently.

"Are you okay?" Shuhua asked Yuhui.

Yuhui pointed inside with a red face, and Shuhua saw Mingjian's erect thing.

"What did you do?" Shuhua became anxious.

Of course Yuhui would not admit that anything happened. Shuhua saw that she was dressed neatly and guessed that Mingjian was sleeping soundly and that she was making a fool of herself, so she went into the room, changed hands with Yuhui, and let her go back to her room.

Shuhua's door was not closed yet when she heard footsteps on the stairs. She thought the fat pig had come back again. She opened the door to ask, but it was Abin coming upstairs.

Shuhua secretly exclaimed "That was a close call", but still greeted Abin and asked, "Why did you come back so late?"

When Ah Bin saw Shuhua, he immediately turned to look at his room and said, "Is Yuhui here too?"

"Oh...oh..." Shuhua said dissatisfiedly: "What do you think of me?"

"Stop it," Abin tapped her forehead and said, "Go and do your thing!"

"Ugh..." Shuhua stuck out her tongue at him.

Abin took the opportunity to move his mouth closer and kiss her. Shuhua was reluctant to resist, but she also welcomed him. They sucked each other for a while before backing off.

"Okay, we'll be there soon..." Shuhua pushed him.