Author: ysfl
Word count: 6883
The worship of beautiful women is the love of life! ——Such a simple and incisive classic quote comes from a cheerful, generous, open-minded, enthusiastic and heroic legend in the M world, my idol brother. I read this sentence countless times, and I will be filled with emotion. Such a simple sentence is easy to say, but it is really difficult to do it.
Ever since I was sensible, I have had a strong interest in beauties, adored them, worshiped everything from beauties, especially the holy water of beauties, so I used the user name “soul fan” at the beginning of the establishment of my homeland, which means that I am infatuated with the slaves under the feet of beauties from the depths of my soul, and the toilet under the crotch.
For this reason, I racked my brains to find all kinds of opportunities to realize this alternative hobby. If the conditions were not allowed, I would go to Japan to be a male slave. Every day, I browsed the experiences of my fellow lovers in my homeland, thinking about the decision I made in the past – no longer secretly drinking holy water.
This water should exist in the sky, how can it be in the world?
Finally I couldn’t bear it any longer. On a weekend, with admiration for beauties and holy water, I braved the severe cold and boarded the train to the feast of holy water, and arrived at the destination – Changchun No. 1 bar that night.
When I entered the bar, my friends were waiting for me, so I sat down and chatted with them and drank. At the same time, I looked up and down this place that was about to bring me the light of hope and soul. The place where I should belong is where I should go-the toilet for beautiful women.
The blue fluorescent light reveals a faint mystery, and there is a sense of urgency immediately after entering this space. Looking around, there is a foldable box quietly placed in a small but tidy space, and a transparent glass toilet is inlaid on top of the box. It is really ingenious. With the help of the bar manager, I lie down inside the foldable box, which is small but comfortable to lie in. My head is just right under the transparent toilet. The fantasy before the beauty comes.
About 5 minutes later, I heard footsteps coming from outside, opened my eyes in a panic, adjusted my lying angle again, quickly sucked the pacifier above my mouth, and my heart was beating. I knew that the beauty was coming to the toilet.Just as I was thinking, the bathroom door opened, and through the glass toilet I saw a tall beautiful woman striding onto the box where I was lying, untying her belt with both hands, with a high nose bridge and big eyes, a non-mainstream look that is more popular nowadays, extremely cute, she leaned over to look at the toilet, I looked at the beautiful woman, my heart jumped into my mouth, and I swallowed it alive.
Suddenly at this time the beauty opened her mouth and spit into the toilet. The phlegm just fell on the position of the toilet on my eyes. The tiny bubbles of sputum burst in front of my eyes. At the same time, I saw a pair of feet stepping on the sides of my head, and a wonderful voice came from above: “I’ll force you to death!” Beautiful peach orchards and black forests stood above my face from far to near. I was suffocated, and time seemed to stand still at this moment.
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