The story of me and my beautiful sister 1

Author: liuyh
Word count: 8502
I knelt quietly under the narrow desk, facing the office chair, stretching my hands like a puppy, sitting on my lap, with my head resting on the bottom of the desk. Almost an hour later, my feet started to feel numb, and I was a little tired, so I put my elbows on the ground, lay down on the ground, put my face on the back of my hands, shifted my center of gravity forward, straightened my legs slightly, and the numbness disappeared immediately. When my nose was close to the floor, I took a deep breath of air, and there was no smell, but in my hallucination, I seemed to smell a fragrance that resembled orchids.

This room is in the administrative office area of ​​the Libin Hotel, on the second floor. There is no window in it, and I dare not turn on the light. The surrounding is pitch black, and the exhaust fan is humming, waiting with me lonely. Calculating the time, it should be half past hour.

Suddenly I heard the sound of the key turning, I raised my head and knelt nervously, the door opened, and the light from the corridor came in, and then I heard two crisp high-heeled shoes stepping on the floor, and with a click, the lights in the room were also turned on, and my eyes suddenly became a little brighter, but the field of vision did not increase much. I was kneeling under the desk surrounded by three sides. The head (I have measured this many times), and the width of the chair is only slightly narrower than the space under the table. Now the seat of the chair is placed under the table, and the high back of the chair completely blocks my view. The door was closed again, I heard the sound of the bag being thrown on the table, and the sound of changing clothes. Then I heard the high-heeled shoes approaching, the chair was dragged out, and the white jeans tightly wrapped two slender legs appeared in front of me. Then, my hand was kicked, but very lightly.

The owner of the laughter ignored me and sat back in the chair. I saw her upper body up to her shoulders; the small black suit set off her slender waist and high chest very charmingly. In front of the left chest is a one-inch job number plate, with a colorful portrait photo attached to it. It is a delicate and beautiful face. Under the photo, there are a few small words written: “Zhang Liang from the Human Resources Department.” Going up, the warm and soft thighs are attached to my cheeks, and in front of my eyes is a faint grass field… I couldn’t help but take a deep breath, and an inexplicable fragrance filled me.It was as if my soul had come out of my body at this moment; while I was intoxicated, I felt my face being pinched by my thighs, I hurriedly put my hands behind my back, touched Zhang Liang’s high-heeled shoes, took them off gently, then grabbed her trousers, pulled her trousers down, and then spread my hands and put them on the ground.

Zhang Liang first took out a black skirt, retracted her feet from my shoulders, slipped into the skirt and put it on my hand. Holding the skirt, she leaned up and stood up. I watched the skirt rise slowly, covering the grass field and then reaching her waist; Zhang Liang fastened the waist button, and then pulled the skirt up. Also almost.

“Now, now, help me put on my shoes first.” Zhang Jing sat back in the chair, raised her feet and put them on my shoulders. I hurriedly took out the high-heeled shoes and put them on for her.

With a sound of “click”, the high-heeled shoes fell to the ground, and Zhang Liang stood up, straightened her waist, and said to me after her legs were slightly apart: “Come on, darling.” When I looked up, the black skirt on Zhang Liang’s waist blocked my view.

Zhang Liang gently stroked my hair with one hand, and pressed my head up against her pussy, and held down the upturned skirt at the waist with the other hand, lowered her head with a smile, and looked into my eyes: “No hurry, my dear, it’s all yours.” He grabbed her waist, opened his mouth to the limit, pressed his nose into the fragrant grass, pushed it deep with his tongue, retracted it, and stopped still.

Zhang Jing looked at my expectant eyes and smiled again, and put down her hands. When the skirt covered my eyes, the warm liquid shot on my tongue, making a “chucking” sound, and the faint smell of ammonia filled my mouth, satisfying the longing in my soul.

I was in no hurry to taste it, I was intoxicated and kept swallowing small mouthfuls. Although I really wanted to taste the warmth in my mouth, I knew that Zhang Liang could release it more comfortably only by keeping a vacuum in my mouth. Moreover, if there was too much in my mouth, it would easily overflow when swallowing and stain Zhang Liang’s clothes; Zhang Liang was obviously very relieved of me.

Standing while breastfeeding me, I opened my satchel, turned out the USB drive and other office supplies inside, put them on the table, then picked up the remote control panel of the air conditioner, turned on the air conditioner, bent down to turn on the computer, and suddenly thought that I was still working, so I gave up.He lifted up the skirt covering my face, looked at me lovingly with my eyes closed, patted my head lightly with his right hand and said, “Good boy, really!”