The feminist world gently sits on the head and sits on the face in the daily toilet

Author: YUREN
Word count: 22481
At this time, Miyuki was preparing to train the little boy as a slave. In the afternoon, she wore a short skirt with black silk. The princess dress on her upper body made her look sexy and noble. The boy knelt at her feet and looked at her face, and his face was flushed. CM and Miyuki is at least 20 centimeters taller than him, but he looked at Miyuki’s beautiful buttocks and beautiful legs in stockings, and felt that it was a kind of happiness to be ridden by her no matter how heavy he was, “What are you thinking? Little horse, can’t you get in?” The two beautiful legs began to clamp together, and a weight slowly fell on the boy’s back. It was not normal to sit up with such a difference in body shape. Miyuki felt that the lower back was slowly bent down, but found that the buttocks of the boy’s back were really good, very soft and tender. She wanted to put some weight on her feet, but the comfortable buttocks made her sit up with all her body weight, lifted her feet, and clamped her legs, a sense of pleasure came from her private parts. The boy himself was only over 60 kilograms, and the weight of 90 kilograms was very difficult for him to press and pinch. He found it difficult to even support it, let alone crawl, but he found that the big beauty on it seemed very comfortable. He gritted his teeth and crawled forward with all his strength. But she felt that the mount with super good buttocks began to move, and Miyuki became more excited underneath, and her legs were clamped tighter. Every time the boy took a step forward, his limbs trembled a little. Just like this, the boy struggled to crawl around the room carrying the beautiful master in his heart. At this time, Miyuki found that there was a red door in her house, which she hadn’t entered before, and then asked the boy to climb to the door to have a look. The boy was lying on the ground on the back of the boy. The boy was crushed, his chest was deformed, and he couldn’t breathe. Miyuki stood up quickly. At this time, the boy also got up and kowtowed to Miyuki and said, “I’m sorry, master. The slave didn’t support me, so the master didn’t sit properly.”you? The boy quickly shook his head and said, “How could it be? Master, you beat me every day as a male slave guard outside, and the hostesses also beat me every day. I am the happiest with you.” Miyuki patted the boy’s head again and said, “What a good boy, get up quickly, stop kneeling.” Hearing this, the boy put his hands on his hands and wanted to get up, but found that his knees were so painful that it was difficult to stand up. At this time, Miyuki realized that the boy’s knees were already red and swollen. It must be that the ride just now was too heavy for the boy, and the boy’s knees were so tender that they were red and swollen. “Oh, I’m sorry, I should get you a knee pad. Miyuki said with a little embarrassment, “It’s okay master, it’s my blessing to serve you like this, thank you master for your concern.” “The boy was a little moved. Listening to Perfect Snow touched the boy’s mouth again: “You can really talk with your little mouth, hehe.” She looked around and continued: “It’s just what this room is for, it looks a little scary. “The boy lowered his head and said cautiously: “This room is not scary to you at all, but it is really scary to us slaves. This is the room where you punish slaves, and it is your special torture room. After speaking, there was a trace of fear in the boy’s eyes, obviously he had experienced or seen the horror of such a room before. “Grind room? I use? You all did a good job, why should I punish you, I think this room is redundant. Miyuki touched the boy’s head again and smiled and said to him: “Don’t be afraid, this room won’t be used. Let’s go out and see if it scares you.” Said Perfect Snow pulled the boy out of the room. When the door was closed, Miyuki still turned her head and looked at the room seriously, with an inexplicable and strange impulse in her heart… Miyuki woke up early the next morning. As soon as Miyuki woke up, the little riding slave knelt by the bed and waited. Last night Miyuki personally wiped the lotion on his swollen knees and got him a set of knee pads. Looking at the little boy lying there, she smiled, got out of the bed and rode up, and slowly bent the boy’s waist just like yesterday. The wonderful buttocks that the boy’s back gave her also made Miyuki refreshed, and subconsciously clamped the boy’s waist. “Where is the master going? “The little male slave asked, “Well, let’s go to the bathroom.”