Heavily fetishized same-sex subordinate

Author: anweianxin
Word count: 57382
In this way, she lived. We agreed to have dinner together, and she paid me a symbolic amount for food, I was in charge of shopping and cooking, and she was in charge of washing the dishes. It was okay at first, but then I found out that she was really a lazy girl. Girls in the city can be regarded as hardworking, and they all live in the dormitory, nothing too much, but this Zheng Keai. It is reasonable to say that I don’t like people who are too lazy to cramp. I just said that I couldn’t be idle, I was used to working, and I felt uncomfortable without work. She saw me later and was really willing to clean up. To put it shamelessly, I am also willing to serve her and let her enjoy the highest treatment. When she is there, she doesn’t have to do anything. She just stays at home, reading books, watching TV, playing computer, whatever, and I am in a good mood. I often ask myself, is it cheap? It’s okay to recruit a little aunt for myself. Later, I repeatedly examined my inner world, and it was indeed cheap. It was different from working at work. At home and in front of her, I immediately became cheap. I didn’t have a few bones in my body. Zheng Keai also said: Sister, I think you look completely different at work and at home. You are very serious at work and very kind at home. I smiled and replied, because it is more relaxed at home. She also accepted what I said, and also figured out a bit of taste. She became more and more casual with me, a bit domineering. My sister gave me this, my sister gave me that, my sister asked me to drink water, my sister peeled apples for me, and my sister brought me slippers.
Another change is that I became a severe sex addict. After Zheng Keai moved in, I could no longer accommodate other people in my sexual fantasies. Her images were all full of her, and my condition showed that I liked to masturbate with her things. At first, it was just the underwear she changed, and then she became obsessed with her socks and shoes, because once she nestled on the sofa like a cat, with her calves raised, and she was doing manicure on her toes with a blank face.A beautiful work of art, the streamline of the arch of the foot is perfect, the heel also shows a beautiful arc, the four little toes are round and fleshy, and the big toe is white and long, well-proportioned in thickness, delicate and cute. I pretend to watch TV, but I don’t know what is playing on TV. I can’t help but peek at her feet. I pay special attention to her beautiful feet, but unfortunately I can’t touch them, and my heart is itchy. After a long time, I have empathized with her accessories and become interested in her socks and shoes. There is a smell of her on her socks, whether the mellowness of cotton socks or the elegance of silk stockings, they all make me emotional like her underwear. I am used to going to the bathroom every night after Zheng Keai goes to bed to find her changed panties and socks. I am used to sneaking her clothes, especially the panties and socks, back to my bedroom in the middle of the night, then stripping myself off, turning her panties over, with the inner side facing out, and carefully putting the yellow and white pickled, moist and warm place on my mouth and nose, smelling, licking and sucking crazily like a drug, because there is Zheng Kei left there. breath. Slowly, I discovered some patterns. If Zheng Keai talked on the phone with her little security boyfriend before taking a bath, the changed underwear would be very wet, leaving slippery and greasy marks, just like her coquettish voice, but also a bit more offensive; When I found my dirty behavior, I was very angry, a slap came over, and soon reached the first climax, and the second climax was to stuff Zheng’s cute socks into my pussy, then pull them out, then stuff them in, and then pull them out again… The socks rubbed against my empty pussy, sometimes full, sometimes itchy, and comfortable, it felt like she was sticking her beautiful little feet into my old pussy and thrusting hard. If Zheng Kei, a slob, hasn’t changed her underwear and socks for several days, the channel for me to vent will be clogged, scratching my heart, I’m hopeless, I can’t wait to pick it off for her and enjoy the freshest ones; I sadly find that I can’t live without this kind of stimulation, and Zheng Kei doesn’t realize it.
On Saturday, she brought her boyfriend home. I am very upset. It was agreed before that she would not bring guests back, and she has always carried it out well, but today… alas. I was cooking dinner when I heard the sound of a key opening the door. I came out of the kitchen and as soon as I entered the living room, I saw a boy standing against the door, looking around. Zheng Keai was squatting on the ground, probably looking for slippers for him. The boy was not stage-frightened, smiled at me, and said: Hello. I don’t agree. She turned her head, stood up slowly, blushed and said to me: Sister, youAt home~ Yes, I said before that I would go back to my hometown to see my sick uncle, but when I got to the bus station, I found that I missed the point. The only bus to my hometown was changed and left, so