I am a food critic

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Xiao Xiao sat at the large table in the study room, scribbling away. A Jian leaned to the side, his head resting on his arm, half his face hidden by a movie book, glancing at Xiao Xiao every now and then.
Her light blue top had an open shoulder, fastened with small buttons in the front and back, tied in a flower-like knot in the middle. Her exposed arm resembled a lotus root. Her long hair was gathered behind her ears, her soft, delicate temples making her cheeks appear even more radiant. His gaze drifted downwards; beneath her skirt, her legs were crossed, her left foot off her sandal and resting on the instep of her right, her big toe rubbing against it—she was probably thinking about something—he noticed her toenails were unpainted, her soft soles, pink insteps, clean and tidy, her rounded ankles connecting to a gracefully bulging line, full and taut. He imagined holding and playing with those beautiful feet, caressing them with his tongue, cherishing them… Xiao Xiao was frowning in thought when A Jian suddenly leaned in, his eyes sparkling, and whispered,
“Come out for a second.”
Without waiting for her response, he grabbed her arm and darted outside. Xiao Xiao cried out, “My shoes—” but he had already dragged her out. She
accidentally knocked over a book belonging to one of the boys, and the bespectacled boy looked up:
“What’s going on…” He was about to glare at the clumsy boy when he caught a faint scent of feminine fragrance on the passing breeze. He quickly turned his head towards the door, only managing to catch a glimpse of a slender, light blue figure disappearing out
the door. A Jian ignored Xiao Xiao’s annoyance and dragged her straight into the bookstore. Rows and rows of bookshelves reached the ceiling, the old books rarely consulted. The lights in the bookstore were off, making it dim and gloomy. The sunlight filtering through the windows only reached the edge of this dark forest.
In the deep forest of books, Ah Jian held her delicate body close, chest to back. One hand slipped under her top, reaching her breasts, gently pushing up her bra, kneading one breast. The other hand moved down from her waist, his broad palm pressing against her flat stomach, his fingers tracing the slit through the thin fabric.
He sucked on her neck, on her earlobe, breathing warmly,
"Your feet are so soft, I want to eat them."
These past few nights, he had been holding her like this, seeking pleasure, making her increasingly sensitive. His large hand warmly kneaded her breasts, while her slit was already wet from the rough fingers.
"But...but..."
she frowned, as if making a difficult decision.
Ah Jian, however, had already knelt down in front of her, lifted one of her feet, removed her shoe, and cupped it in his hands, gently caressing it. His eyes gleamed in the darkness, fixed on her, as he slowly took each of her toes into his mouth, licking and sucking them.
She leaned against the bookshelf, her hands clasped behind her back, her lips pressed tightly together in the shadows. Her toes were enveloped in warmth, her soles warmed by his breath, and she felt a warmth rise in her heart. "Mmm—left foot is better," she hummed softly.
He quickly released that foot, then picked up the other and licked the instep, the ankle, his tongue involuntarily tracing the line upwards.
There, a sliver of sunlight streamed through the window, outlining the silhouette of a young girl, her chest rising and falling gently, one foot held in the arms of a boy. Outside the window was a courtyard, bathed in a deep blue sky, the sound of pigeons whistling in the clear air. He
admiredly stroked the smooth, rounded skin of her calves with his tongue, using the tip of his tongue to gently trace small, upward strokes. Round knees bound the bulging line, yet connected to an even fuller bulge above. He held her calves, his tongue exploring further upwards…
“Mmm… not there.”
She struggled slightly, shyly, yet secretly hoping for something, her vulva warmly secreting more…
He placed her legs on his shoulders, savoring the soft, plump inner skin. His head had already slipped under her skirt, arching upwards between her legs, his penis pressing against her wet, hot vulva through the fabric, his tongue licking and sucking at the edge of her panties. She could no longer stand steadily, her right leg buckling as she fell. He scooped her up, placing her on his shoulder as well, his head against her crotch, his tongue gently scraping the slit. She straddled his face, her hands supporting the bulging head beneath her skirt. With the sticky licking below, she couldn't help but sway her buttocks slightly.
He emerged from under her skirt, gently embraced her, rubbed his face against hers, and brushed his lips against her cheek. She responded with a languid "mmm," her arms wrapped around his neck, letting him nuzzle her temples and neck.
He finally moved back to her red lips, sucking on her upper lip, his tongue lightly tapping against her teeth. She let his penis in, gently taking it in her mouth. He then kissed her lips, his tongue probing forward, exploring and teasing her sweet tongue... She was intoxicated by this long, wet kiss, rising on tiptoe and clinging even tighter to him.
A secret atmosphere permeated the darkness…
He held her waist with one hand, and with the other, he slipped his hand under her skirt, parting the thin fabric to caress her petals. He inserted his middle finger, moistened with her juices, into her vagina, his tongue swirling and probing between her upper and lower openings… The lewd actions aroused her, her breasts swelling, involuntarily pressing against his chest…
He released her lips, lowering his head. “Baby, brother will love you.”
She felt a tickle near her mouth, but when she grabbed it, it was just a hair, much shorter than her own. She patted his head. “Yours?”
He smiled mischievously. “Guess.” His hand, which had been moving beneath her, suddenly tugged.
She realized what he meant, her face burning in the darkness, but she only spat lightly.
He then cupped her breasts, kneading them, and kissed the tip. “I’ll give you something even more exciting.” He
slowly squatted down, his hand under her skirt hooking her panties and pulling them down.
He brought her vulva to his mouth again, but this time there was no obstruction. He directly sucked on her labia, cupping her buttocks with both hands, and secretly teasing her anus with one finger along the cleft… He tirelessly caressed her vulva with his tongue, sucking on her clitoris, curling his tongue to probe into her folds, or licking her perineum, gently pricking the center of her anus with the tip of his tongue, causing her to writhe… She had long heard a girl say she wished for a gentle man to give her oral sex on a sunny afternoon, accompanied by soft music, for hours on end. And now there was one loving her between her legs. Could this man be so gentle?… Xiao Tang—would the gentle Xiao Tang do this too?
Her vulva was warmly held in his mouth, while his tongue darted around like an eel. She gradually became excited, hugging his head tightly, pressing her vulva against him, swaying her hips as if chasing something.
He understood from below and caressed her more intensely, taking the pearl into his mouth and gently biting it with his teeth while licking her petals. Her moans gradually quickened and rose higher... Suddenly, he thrust his little finger, slick with her juices, into her anus. She shuddered, letting out a low cry, her legs clamping tightly around his head, her chest heaving, and her little mouth gushing out thick, sticky fluids...
As she regained some clarity from her dizziness, she realized that Ah Jian was still sucking away, the sound exceptionally clear in the darkness. She was incredibly embarrassed, clenching her fists and punching his head: "Get up!"
Ah Jian put her legs down, crawled out from under her skirt, chuckled, and pulled her hand to his crotch, saying, "I'm not done yet."
She pinched his erection, rolled her eyes, shook her hand away, giggled, and turned to leave: "What's it to me?"
Ah Jian gritted his teeth and cursed, "You little slut, you think you can just walk away after you've had your fun?"
He pounced on her from behind, but Xiao Xiao broke free and landed a hook punch. "You pervert!" she
yelled, turning and leaving.
Ah Jian, clutching his cheek, followed pitifully behind. Even with a wild girlfriend, he had to seize the opportunity to make love. Beauties come and go; who knew if he could have them forever? Penetrating her beautiful hole was the most certain thing, wasn't it? Slow teasing, careful foreplay, being passive—that's how he could truly enjoy all the beauty's expressions.
Not like those lustful bulls in bars, he was a gourmet. Ah Jian thought silently.
[The End]

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