The crotch smell makes me want to stop

Author: aliujibiguo
Word count: 36682
The pair of bright red high-heeled shoes had been kicked off and scattered randomly on the floor. The woman stood with her back to herself and stood in front of the ironing iron. The sweater and jeans on her body had disappeared at some point, a piece of snow-white and proud crystal clear muscles, and a dark black lace bra tie behind her shoulders. That waist is simply the best in the world, without a trace of fat or wrinkles. When looking down, Ah Zheng felt the blood all over his body rushing to his forehead. After taking off the jeans, it turned out to be a pair of ultra-thin black stockings. What he obviously didn’t notice before was that the woman’s buttocks are so round and upright, and full of sensuality! It seems to be stretched out in the stockings, like a ripe peach, round and full of elasticity, hooked between the hip bones is a pair of underwear that can only see a strip of cloth, a thong! Under the stockings, it stretched from the groin to the crotch, and one could vaguely see a dark and messy inner thigh. The woman’s posture was particularly provocative, her slender silk legs were just separated and stepped on the floor, her buttocks were slightly pouted backwards. . . To put it simply, it is a woman with an extremely hot body, with only a bra and a thong all over her body, her white back is naked, and she is wrapped in black silk, parting her lewdly towards herself and poking her butt. The hand that had been stretched out to the handle to open the door withdrew, and Ah Zheng stared blankly at the back of the ecstasy, and his crotch swelled rapidly again.
And the woman was blowing the clothes in her hand with the hair dryer. Maybe it was because the hair dryer was too loud that she didn’t hear Ah Zheng’s footsteps. She seemed to be very focused, but halfway through, the woman stopped slowly, put down the hair dryer in her hand, picked up the clothes, and put them on her face. . . Is she smelling her clothes? Ah Zheng stared intently, and the woman, after lowering her head and sniffing the clothes, slowly stretched out her other hand resting on the shelf. Her legs, which she was even stepping on, were slightly bent downwards, her hips were further apart, and her round buttocks were poking up even higher towards Ah Zheng’s direction. Soon, he groped to the most sensitive part, the shameful part with black hair and folds exposed, and rubbed it gently!
She is masturbating!
She’s masturbating by smelling her clothes!
What’s more, she spread her legs lewdly and pouted her buttocks, masturbating in a pose as if she was about to be “followed in” by someone!
“Yeah…” A shallow groan came into his ears, Ah Zheng’s eyes widened, he clenched his teeth instinctively, and his hands actually had the urge to stick them into his crotch. The woman raised her head, and her slender silk legs trembled slightly with her buttocks. It was evident that rubbing the fingers between her crotches brought pleasure.The thong that was trapped in the private part was pulled back and forth to tear the film, the silk legs seemed to want to be closed tightly for pleasure, but opened to the outside for more pleasure, back and forth, the round buttocks soon swayed up and down, this is probably an erotic scene that can only be seen in porn, Ah Zheng can hardly imagine how a woman can have such a posture, the masturbation is that graceful and lewd movement is like a provocative dance, the body shakes, and soon, the woman’s head is buried. Under my own clothes, my buttocks began to shake rapidly, and the hand that was pulling the thong rubbed my private parts again, this time with greater force, and I could clearly feel how intense the vigorous rubbing and soothing movements were. The woman then knelt down on the ground, holding the edge of the ironing iron with one hand, not forgetting to smell the clothes on her hand, and that hand had even penetrated deep into the buttocks, buttoning up the chrysanthemum covered by the panties. The pores of Ah Zheng’s whole body expanded accordingly, covering the thumping chest, and the woman was already in full swing, and it was the climax stage. When there was a deep place between the legs, his waist suddenly trembled, he panted violently, and leaned down against the floor. . .