girls fight

Author: sdzzz
Word count: 4381
“How long has it been?” Fu Linlin couldn’t help but glance to the right while thinking.
There is a wall clock on the right wall, and you can usually see it by turning your head slightly, but at this time Fu Linlin just glanced at it out of the corner of her eye and gave up. The right side is the same as the left side, except for the white patch, nothing else can be seen. Fu Linlin had tried the movement of turning her head many times just now, and she had already realized how extravagant it is to do this movement that can be done without any effort at ordinary times.
Fu Linlin was lying on her back on the ground, and she was lying tightly against the ground. Her cheeks were a little swollen and hot, but the hot burning sensation of ten minutes ago had been relieved a lot, because her left and right cheeks were tightly attached to the white objects on both sides. They were white and warm, neutralizing the burning heat and pain on the skin, and slightly numb. At the same time, under the oppression of the white flowers on both sides, she had to face up to the sky, and only the space above was not overwhelmed by the white flowers.
Fu Linlin’s face was bare, her lips were already purple, and the numbness on her face had spread to her ears. Breathing was the only thing she could do now, and she was doing it with all her strength. The wings of her nose and lips were flabbergasted, as if she had to exhaust her whole body every time she took a breath. This is not surprising, because her chest didn’t rise and fall obviously due to the violent breathing movements, but like her head, it was firmly pressed to the ground by the white object, there was no room for ups and downs, it was just trembling with the rhythm of breathing.
Only Fu Linlin’s upper body was covered by the white flowers, and her arms were also caught in the white flowers. Her lower body, her feet, lay flat on the ground as if she was sleeping, except that she would raise and lower unconsciously occasionally, or twitch once or twice from time to time. If you combine the messy environment around you and see the scattered yoga mats and the wrinkled marks on the surface of the mats, you can imagine that before this calm, something must have happened, very intense.
Fu Linlin’s field of vision was only the space between the two white flowers above, and her tears had been shed a few minutes ago. A woman’s tears, like her self-esteem, are the most precious. Being able to shed tears means that her self-esteem still exists. When the tears are shed, it also means that her self-esteem has been exhausted. At this time, Fu Linlin could no longer shed tears, and the self-confidence and self-esteem that had accompanied her for twenty years collapsed in humiliation before her eyes. Her eyes were red and dry, bags under her eyes were swollen, and the skin on her cheeks became very thin and brittle, as if it could be torn apart with a light fingernail. Her mouth opened slightly as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she closed it silently, and continued to breathe with all her strength, while her eyes looked straight up, with submission and begging, but they were full offeeling of hopelessness.
Fu Linlin is very clear about her situation at the moment, why she is like this, and what is that white flower. This is the aerobics room in the school. As today’s student on duty, she stayed after the evening exercise class. Fu Linlin’s roommate Yao Qin stayed with her. Fu Linlin knew what that white flower was, and she was very familiar with it, because it was Yao Qin, or in other words, Yao Qin’s plump and powerful white thighs and buttocks.
But Fu Linlin didn’t know when this despair and humiliation would end, and she didn’t know how long this breathing, which was more difficult than suffocation, could last. Maybe she would pass out in a short time, and it would be fine if she passed out. She was waiting, and she could only wait.
“How long has it been?” Yao Qin was also thinking, but she didn’t intend to know.
Yao Qin was sitting on top of Fu Linlin at the moment. She was a little surprised by the current situation. She never thought that she would do this, and she really did. Although a little uneasy and guilty, I really enjoy the feeling now. Yao Qin didn’t know how long it had been going on, but it must have been more than half an hour in this absolutely advantageous situation. It was not until more than ten minutes ago that Fu Linlin, who was under her, gave up her resistance and yelling, and started begging and apologizing over and over again. It was not until a few minutes ago that Fu Linlin stopped crying and struggling, showing despairing eyes of surrender and begging.
Yao Qin was breathing slightly, a little tired and a little excited. She was adjusting her breathing, and her physical strength was also recovering rapidly. The weight of Yao Qin’s whole body was directly on Fu Linlin’s body, because her plump buttocks squeezed Fu Linlin’s plump breasts downwards and skimmed them to both sides, so Yao Qin’s plump buttocks sat firmly on Fu Linlin’s chest, and she could feel her thin sternum and clavicle. The ups and downs of Fu Linlin’s chest and abdomen that came from under her buttocks with her breathing have become weaker and weaker. Fu Linlin’s whole body is exhausted even by breathing. She is finished, completely finished, but Yao Qin is not finished yet. She wants to enjoy the satisfaction of complete conquest and victory for one more moment, and she feels that the price Fu Linlin has paid is not enough.
Viewed from the side, Yao Qin’s kneeling posture is beautiful, with her body leaning forward slightly, and her long black hair is somewhat messy. Half of it slides down her slender and straight back, and the other half swings along her cheeks in front of her chest; her legs are not tightly closed but slightly separated, and her kneeling posture perfectly outlines the toned curves of her buttocks and thighs. Fu Linlin also had such perfect curves, but she didn’t have the chance to show them off. Fu Linlin’s legs were just ugly and weakly spread out on the ground, swaying unconsciously.
Yao Qin was sitting on her knees. Under her body was not a futon or a yoga mat, but Fu Linlin. In other words, because the body under her is Fu Linlin’s body instead of a futon, so Yao Qin’s action should be called riding instead of kneeling. Fu Linlin was lying on the ground. The white object that tightly clamped her head and neck and pressed her upper body to the ground was Yao Qin’s plump and powerful white thighs and buttocks. Yao Qin’s outstretched legs clamped Fu Linlin’s head tightly on the inside of her thighs, tightly wrapped her neck and cheeks, and made her only swellWith a blushing face and a plain face, he looked up at himself. Due to the kneeling posture, Fu Linlin’s arms were also sandwiched between Yao Qin’s thighs and calves, Yao Qin’s outer thighs were still