Tong sister’s crotch training

Author: qingyu
Word count: 94912
When Sister Tong entered the fitting room of a store and suddenly pulled me in, my heart jumped to the limit unexpectedly. Just when I was looking around anxiously, for fear that I would accidentally become the leading actor in a sneak shot, Sister Tong pressed down on my shoulders. It turned out that she had the same idea of ​​wearing a long skirt as I did. My head got under the hem of the skirt, and I felt the hem of the skirt fall on the back, and there was something more exciting, that is, I finally saw the bloody picture under the long skirt that I had been thinking about for a long time. There were black silk suspenders on both sides of the white thighs, and a circle of black shiny leather was attached to the top of the suspenders. The mao leaked out, I couldn’t see Miss Tong’s face, but I could clearly feel that she was very excited from the silky legs that kept pressing against my chest, because the middle of the panties had sunk deeply. It’s really damp and stuffy under a woman’s skirt, but it’s a paradise for people like me. I felt her gently leaning against the wall, with one leg desperately stepping on my thigh again. I understood what she meant, so I knelt down, and then my shoulders sank, and it was her who put my thigh up, so it was more convenient for me. In fact, I can be sure that when the two of them entered the fitting room, it was impossible for the clerk outside to not know, let alone guess what happened inside. How courageous, when I was still looking left and right, she had already started to pull my hair through the velvet skirt. To be honest, it was exciting, but I was really not bold enough, and I couldn’t let it go at all. I was just carried away by Sister Tong’s rhythm, and my mouth and nose were filled with the erotic smell of her thighs and private parts. At least clean too, maybe. . . Maybe she just left it for me on purpose, and when I think of it, I feel horny. The middle of the underwear is cotton, soft, and the tongue is gently offered. The place where the original trapped was easier to find out. Sister Tong’s body trembled, the scalp was tipped a little painful, very wet and sticky. I tried to pick up my tongue, licking up and down a few mouthfuls, salty, and wet smell. She was photographed away, and she didn’t seem to plan to pull the panties away, making tens of millions of ants in my heart climb up. I just licked along that depression, one bite at a time, a few times, and then pressed the tip of my tongue into it to massage gently. While enjoying the sour, salty love liquid penetrating into the panties, I was enjoying the feeling of Sister Tong’s fragrant crotch and even the whole body trembling on my face and body. It was very exciting., I can even imagine that she should be that kind of bold and sexy, and the style of the waves is amazing. My face was pressed down, and there was a sofa stool in the fitting room. She broke my head and made me lie on my back on the stool, and then sat down. This time, she moved by herself without me sticking out my tongue. In fact, the feeling was not as good as I imagined. The stimulation in my heart was far greater than the stimulation in my body, because even for a slender and slender woman like her, putting almost all of her weight on her face was a bit overwhelming. There was sticky stuff on the bridge of my nose and between my lips, and the pressure was still increasing. My sight Completely plunged into darkness, completely immersed in her Pythagorean, she began to dawdle back and forth. An orgasm without warning. When I couldn’t hold back anymore, suddenly the door was knocked twice lightly: “Ma’am, have you changed your clothes yet?” It was the clerk, whose voice almost made my heart jump out, and Miss Tong, who was sitting on my face, also stopped moving. In fact, she didn’t completely sit on my face, but pressed it even harder after she stopped. A burst of dampness and softness completely covered me, and Miss Tong said impatiently: “Not yet, you can do your work.” It’s hard, it’s her soles that stepped on it. There is no doubt that I have long been hard. It’s a wonderful feeling that the pointed heels are rubbing there. The sound of footsteps walked away, and the pressure on my face suddenly eased a lot, but I couldn’t bear to be teased by her boots. If it weren’t for such a special place, I really wanted to tear off her panties, and she started to rub against her again, with much faster strength and speed. Her heavy breathing came from above her head, and she felt her thighs being closed tightly from time to time, clamping my head, pressing down firmly, lifting, sitting down, and I tried my best to stick out my tongue to respond to her, which I didn’t expect. When I tried to push the tip of my tongue into the depression, a surging tide of love juice sprayed down. Her buttocks slowly rose a bit, and then a large amount of liquid penetrated the panties and flowed into my mouth, too much, the nose, mouth, face, and even the stool were all wet, and soon I noticed something was wrong, the taste was mild, but there was an indescribable bitterness in it, and then the strong fishy smell got into my nose. . . This is urine! I was a little dazed, but I still swallowed gulps, and passively drank the thing that dripped down her face, which lasted for more than half a minute. . . “Get up.” She whispered, when I wiped my face, she took out a wet tissue from her bag and handed it to me with a narrow face. I wiped my face and went to wipe the stool again. It was so fucking evil. Today, I never thought that I would drink a woman’s urine in this kind of place. Although I have been exposed to this circle for a long time, this is really the first time for me. “Open your mouth.” There was a sound behind her, she pulled my head with her hand, and then a wet thing was stuffed into her mouth. That taste doesn’t need to be thought about to know what it is, her panties. she never told meWhen I had a chance to talk, I went out with the clothes I brought in to try on, and I hurriedly followed them out. Women’s panties are really small, and you can hold them in your mouth, but I’m sure you can tell from my face.