Girls who cheat

Midterm exams were almost over, and most students only had one or two subjects left to complete.
During the third and fourth periods of the morning, Cindy's class was taking Civil Law. Wenqiang sat in the back of the classroom, easily filling in the answers. He was very well-prepared for this subject; after Civil Law, the afternoon's General Psychology exam would only count as extra credit, and then all the exams for the week would be done. As he wrote, he planned to ask Xiaozhu to go to the movies that evening, feeling extremely happy. His
happiness continued until he saw Cindy's thighs.
Cindy sat in the row next to him. Wenqiang noticed that she was subtly pulling up her short pleated skirt, the hem brushing against her smooth thighs. Cindy was tall with long, shapely legs, and Wenqiang could already see most of her beautiful legs. But Cindy kept pulling it up, and Wenqiang's heart began to race. His gaze was completely drawn to her. Finally, Cindy almost lifted the entire skirt, revealing densely packed small writing on the upper part of her thighs. Wenqiang couldn't see the writing clearly, but he could clearly see her two round, smooth legs and her light maroon panties.
Cindy was copying as she looked, while Wenqiang was writing and reading at the same time. Of course, he had seen Cindy's thighs before; she revealed much more when she wore a swimsuit. He hadn't expected to see her shapely lower body in this situation, and it was inevitable that he would have a normal male reaction.
Suddenly, Cindy turned her head and saw Wenqiang looking at her. She glared at him first, put her skirt back, and then noticed that Wenqiang's answers were written smoothly. She gestured for Wenqiang to show her. Wenqiang glanced at the proctor in the distance and shook his head. Cindy playfully pinched the hem of her skirt with her fingers, leaned forward and lifted it up, giving him a flirtatious look. Wenqiang swallowed hard. Cindy took the opportunity to reach out and snatch his answer sheet. Wenqiang didn't dare to stop her, but his heart was pounding with fear, worried about what would happen if the proctor came over.
Cindy wasn't going to let his exam paper go to waste. She lifted her skirt up to her thighs, giving Wenqiang a clear view of her bare legs and underwear. He was both amused and exasperated. Luckily, the proctor didn't come near him. Once Cindy was satisfied with what she had copied, she found an opportunity to toss it back to him, deliberately lifting her skirt completely to give him an even bigger view before carefully putting it back down and blowing him a kiss. Just then, the bell rang, and the students got up to hand in their papers. Cindy was caught in the chaos and left.
Wenqiang still had a few questions left on his answer sheet, and Cindy's disruption must have greatly affected his grades. Naturally, he was extremely annoyed and frustrated.
As he left the classroom, he bumped into Yuhui and went to lunch with her. He only felt a little better after finishing the meal.
Wenqiang asked Yuhui what she was doing in the afternoon. Yuhui said she had arranged to go to the library with Abin. Seeing that he had no other plans, Wenqiang had no choice but to return to his rented room alone.
He had just climbed to the third floor when he ran into Cindy coming down. Cindy ran over and said, "Ha! Perfect timing, I was just looking for you!"
Wenqiang was still angry about not finishing his exam paper. Cindy, being quite worldly, saw his bad mood and clung to his arm, tickling him with an innocent look, saying, "Why are you so grumpy... why are you so grumpy..."
Wenqiang couldn't do anything about it. He took out his key and opened the door, asking, "What do you want?" "
I wanted to borrow your notes on general psychology. Have you finished reading them?" Cindy said, following Wenqiang into his room.
"I have, but... I still want to review," Wenqiang said.
"Ah! How about this, you lend them to me first... or I can study here. I can ask you questions if I don't understand something, and I'll definitely return them before the exam, okay?" Cindy suggested.
Wenqiang didn't say anything, took the notebook from his desk, handed it to Cindy, then grabbed a washbasin, opened the door, and left.
Cindy knew Wenqiang was still unhappy, and she couldn't help but feel a little uneasy. A little while later, Wenqiang returned with a basin of water, closed the door, took off his outer clothes, and silently wrung out a towel to wipe his sweat; it was a bit hot today.
After wiping his front, Wenqiang was about to take off his underwear to wipe his back when he suddenly remembered Cindy was still in the room. A layer of resentment welled up in his heart, and he reluctantly put down the towel, only to have it taken by a hand. It was Cindy. She rubbed the towel in the water, wrung it out, stood behind Wenqiang, lifted his underwear, and began wiping his back.
"Sister Cindy..." Wenqiang felt embarrassed instead.
Cindy carefully wiped him clean, then gestured for him to take off his underwear, which he obediently did. Cindy then wiped his chest, her hands, wrapped in a towel, caressing Wenqiang's muscles. Wenqiang naturally felt a little strange, and he murmured, "Sister Cindy..." Cindy finished
wiping him, put down the towel, looked up at him, and asked, "Are you still angry?"
Wenqiang shook his head; how could he possibly be angry anymore? Cindy smiled and lightly patted his chest, saying, "Good boy!"
Cindy wrung out the towel again and asked, "Can I use your towel?"
Wenqiang said yes, and Cindy sat down on a chair, lifted her skirt, and began wiping the writing on her thigh.
Wenqiang wanted to stop her, but it was too late; he only thought to himself, "That's the towel I used to wipe my face..."
Cindy turned her head and saw him staring at her thighs. She said, "Didn't you get enough of looking this morning?"
Wenqiang shook his head again, it was unclear whether he had seen enough or not. Cindy's mischievousness returned. She pulled Wenqiang over, handed him a towel, and said, "Here, help me dry."
Wenqiang thought he had misheard. Cindy added, "Help me, it's hard for me to dry like this."
Wenqiang squatted down dumbly. Cindy gently spread her thighs, and Wenqiang saw her two plump thighs, with her fertile triangle between them... Although her panties still covered her, they were even more alluring. Seeing his dazed expression, Cindy whispered, "Don't just stare, wipe it for me..."
Wenqiang picked up the towel and began trembling as he wiped her right leg. He was very careful, avoiding touching her skin, only using the towel to erase the writing on her leg word by word. He wiped further and further inward, further and further towards her groin. He was so meticulous, so gentle, that Cindy unconsciously began to enjoy it, experiencing the satisfaction of her body being intimately cared for.
Wenqiang held the towel, inch by inch approaching her private parts, inevitably hesitating. Cindy knew he was embarrassed, so she tucked her right leg up, placing it cross-legged on the chair. This made it easier for him to wipe, but it also completely revealed the swollen shape of Cindy's private parts.
Because Wenqiang's hands were trembling uncontrollably, the towel didn't just wipe his thighs; sometimes it would brush against the edge of his panties, leaving damp marks on the fabric. Although the light maroon material was opaque, it still made the fabric cling to his body, revealing the true shape of his mysterious mounds. Wenqiang couldn't help but stare at those plump, rounded mounds, especially the elastic band at the hem of his panties, which stretched them taut, as if tempting him to commit a crime. His hands trembled even more violently.
Wenqiang painstakingly dried Cindy's right leg, and then Cindy bent her left leg, now revealing her pubic area in its full, rounded shape, giving Wenqiang an even greater feast for the eyes.
Cindy rested her elbows on her knees, holding a notebook and reading, letting Wenqiang read to his heart's content.
Facing Cindy's delicate thighs and full mons pubis, Wenqiang's heart pounded wildly, and he could smell a faint, alluring feminine fragrance. This… This troublesome Cindy could also be so alluring; his penis was already painfully hard in his pants.
He struggled for a long time before finally cleaning Cindy up. He looked up at her and realized that she was just pretending to be reading with the notebook; she was actually enjoying herself with her eyes closed.
"All done... Sister Cindy..." he said.
"Ah... good girl, thank you," Cindy said, suddenly realizing, and kissed him on the forehead.
Wenqiang stood up, changed into slippers, and went out shirtless with a basin of water. He poured the water into the communal sink, washed his feet, and then returned to his room.
He closed the door and saw Cindy studying intently at her desk. He climbed into bed, intending to take a nap since he was already prepared for this subject.
He had just closed his eyes when he heard a rustling sound. He opened his eyes and saw that Cindy wasn't sitting in the chair, but instead curled up in the corner of his bed, reading from her notebook.
"Sister Cindy, could you sit in the chair? I want to sleep for a while," he pleaded.
"Go ahead and sleep, why are you bothering me?" Cindy said.
Wenqiang was helpless and tried his best to avoid touching her.
Cindy sat there, but kept changing positions, sometimes hugging her knees, sometimes sitting cross-legged, which made Wenqiang unable to resist stealing glances at the mystery under her skirt. As a result, he kept changing positions with her, never settling down.
"What's wrong?" Cindy giggled, "Can't sleep?"
Wenqiang smiled awkwardly. Cindy suddenly dropped her notebook, crawled over, and knelt down in front of Wenqiang. She stared at him, just smiling without saying a word. Wenqiang felt embarrassed by her gaze and was about to say something to ease the awkwardness when Cindy suddenly lay on Wenqiang's chest and drew all over his chest with her fingers. Wenqiang couldn't resist the urge to hug her, but Cindy crawled back down. This time, she sat upright on the bed, but she lifted Wenqiang's legs and placed the knees on her thighs. She picked up her notebook again and started reading while pinching Wenqiang's thighs with her hands.
This time, Wenqiang was surprised by Cindy's gentleness. Cindy's small hands skillfully massaged and rubbed his legs, attending to every muscle. Wenqiang felt very comfortable, but when she touched his thigh, the comfort turned into a sore sensation, causing Wenqiang's whole body to tense up.
Cindy's hand gradually slid towards the sensitive area on the inside of his thigh. He looked at her uneasily, only to find that Cindy was also looking at him. Both of them had no expression on their faces, only using their eyes to explore each other's true feelings.
Cindy forgot that her hand was still moving upwards, and soon she touched Wenqiang's throbbing erection. She let out an "Ouch" but did not pull her hand away. Instead, she used her fingers to explore the size and shape of Wenqiang's erection, making him even harder. For a moment, he didn't know what to say, and just stared blankly at Cindy. Cindy crawled over again, her palm still stroking his erection, and whispered in his ear, "Does it feel good?"
How could he not feel good? Wenqiang nodded, and Cindy kissed his cheek, then gradually moved to his lips. He eagerly kissed her back, their tongues intertwining.
They both noticed how full and lively each other's tongues were, their tongues touching, their edges rubbing, their plates pressing together, finally taking turns sucking each other's tongues into their own mouths, as if they wanted to swallow each other whole.
While kissing, Wenqiang's hands embraced Cindy, his right hand kneading her buttocks. Cindy swayed her hips, both welcoming and resisting, her hands not idle, unbuckling Wenqiang's belt, slipping inside his underwear, grasping his penis, and gently squeezing it. The
long kiss finally ended, and Cindy nestled against Wenqiang's chest, softly asking, "Do you still hate me?"
Wenqiang panted, "I...I don't hate you..." "Really?" Cindy said.
Wenqiang swore that he really didn't hate her. Cindy sat up, smiling at him, but then pulled down his pants, saying, "Let me check if you're telling the truth."
Wenqiang's penis was erect, not long, but incredibly hard. Cindy rubbed it a few times, and Wenqiang painfully shrank his lower abdomen, a drop or two of pre-ejaculate leaking from the tip. Cindy laughed again.
"Looks like you're telling the truth... It's so hard..." She rhythmically stroked it, saying, "Is this okay?"
Of course, Wenqiang was afraid she'd stop playing!
Cindy obediently leaned against his stomach, her right hand tightly gripping his shaft, just enough to expose the glistening glans. She first squeezed it hard a few times,
then slowly stroked it, making Wenqiang's penis even harder than before.
While Cindy was playing with him, Wenqiang's hands also became unruly, slipping inside her pleated skirt and tracing the edge of her panties.
Cindy's soft, elastic buttocks satisfied his urges, especially her athletic figure; her small, round buttocks were very shapely. He kept kneading them, making Cindy moan softly, which must have felt quite comfortable.
Cindy's right hand held Wenqiang's not-so-long penis and moved it up and down. Her left hand, which had been supporting Wenqiang's body, now bent over to help. She used her index finger to spread the fluid on Wenqiang's glans. Wenqiang's penis was being beautifully stroked, and his glans was being teased by her finger, making it feel incredibly tingly. He couldn't help but let out an "Oh..." sound. Cindy heard him, turned around, and smiled charmingly at him. He suddenly realized that Cindy had bright eyes and white teeth, radiating a healthy aura; she was indeed a beauty. His previous prejudices against her vanished instantly.
Wenqiang's fingers, through the panties, tentatively touched Cindy's damp mound, caressing it affectionately, fiddling and probing, causing Cindy's buttocks to wriggle restlessly, making the panties even wetter. After
touching the outside enough, Wenqiang's index and middle fingers spread open and slipped inside the panties, pressing directly against Cindy's vulva. Cindy's eyes were tightly closed, she exhaled a long, turbid breath, followed by a shiver. Wenqiang knew she was enjoying it, so he slid and rubbed along her vulva, up and down. Cindy sighed softly, "Ah...ah..." Her hands didn't stop, quickly wiping Wenqiang's penis.
Wenqiang simply pulled Cindy's panties up to her thighs and gently penetrated her labia. Cindy trembled even more. Wenqiang found Cindy's clitoris and circled it with his middle finger, causing Cindy to moan softly. Wenqiang mischievously pinched and twisted it with two fingers, making Cindy moan even more wildly. Then he withdrew his middle finger, parted her labia, and slowly inserted it into her vagina. Cindy didn't even dare to breathe, her brows furrowed, waiting for him to penetrate. Finally, Wenqiang inserted it all the way in, his entire middle finger enveloped by Cindy's slippery and hot vaginal flesh. Cindy exhaled with satisfaction, but Wenqiang began to move.
Wenqiang slowly withdrew his middle finger from Cindy's sticky vaginal fluid, creating a physical emptiness in her. Then, he suddenly pressed it in heavily, giving Cindy immediate satisfaction. This back-and-forth motion made Cindy happily wiggle her hips in response. As Wenqiang's middle finger pressed in, the base of his index finger also rubbed against Cindy's clitoris, causing Cindy to scream in uncontrollable bursts in rhythm with him, while simultaneously gushing out waves of vaginal fluid.
Although Cindy felt incredibly good, she didn't forget to service Wenqiang. She no longer used her whole hand to grasp his penis, but instead used her index, middle, and thumb to hold it firmly. This increased the pressure on Wenqiang, causing blood to flow in but not out, making his glans swell even larger and shinier. Cindy moved her mouth closer, sticking out her tongue and teasing the urethral opening. Wenqiang was driven to climax by her, his scrotum contracting rapidly, his penis trembling, and he ejaculated.
Thick semen gushed out, the white streak flowing down Cindy's forehead, nose, and lips, forming a continuous stream. Cindy then released him, opening her mouth and taking him in completely, sucking hard. Wenqiang reached the peak of pleasure, stopping his finger movements and closing his eyes to enjoy the sensation.
Cindy sucked on him, finishing him off completely, before turning back to tease him, "Little brother... useless..."
Upon hearing this, Wenqiang immediately resumed his thrusting. Cindy's smiling expression froze instantly, her delicate brows furrowing in anguish, her teeth clenched, and she let out a soft "Mmm. "
Wenqiang continued thrusting into her with his hand while getting up, making Cindy kneel on the bed, and then squatting behind her. Cindy knew what he was going to do, but couldn't speak, letting Wenqiang do as he pleased.
Although Wenqiang couldn't hold on for long, he recovered quickly. When he pressed the head of his penis against Cindy's labia, even Cindy was surprised and said, "You...you're not soft..."
Wenqiang didn't answer her. He thrust his hips forward and pressed down, and his penis was fully inserted. Cindy cried out, "Ah!" Wenqiang asked resentfully, "Is it working...is it working...?"
Knowing that he wasn't very good, Wenqiang used a rear-entry position to penetrate deeper. Sure enough, Cindy started moaning lasciviously, saying, "Ah...ah...good Wenqiang...ah...you're working...ah...working...ah...you're so hard...ah...so powerful...ah...ah..."
Wenqiang thrust forward hard, and Cindy's whole body swayed, sometimes looking down and sometimes looking up, her expression constantly changing. She desperately raised her buttocks and lowered her waist to allow Wenqiang to penetrate even deeper. The position was as lewd as could be.
Wenqiang felt her vagina contracting repeatedly, squeezing him so tightly it felt incredibly pleasurable. He thrust even harder, while Cindy grabbed Wenqiang's pillow, hugging it to her chest, and moaning intermittently, "Oh... good Wenqiang... ah... so good... ah... sister is so beautiful... ah... yes... yes... Wenqiang is so good at it... ah... yes... insert it there... ah... ah... so good..."
Cindy had experienced Ah Bin's penis before, and her boyfriend's was even bigger, so she hadn't taken Wenqiang seriously. However, Wenqiang was incredibly energetic, and because his penis was short, he thrust even faster, rubbing her vaginal muscles until they felt itchy and numb, experiencing wave after wave of pleasure. She rested her head on the pillow, her hands supporting Wenqiang's thighs behind her, trying to lean back and meet him, and cried out:
"Ah... Wenqiang... harder... ah... faster... faster... ah... I'm going to die... ah... dear Wenqiang... ah... sister is going to die... ah... ah... love me more... um... um... so comfortable... ah... ah... I'm going to die... ah... ah..."
Wenqiang gripped Cindy's small buttocks firmly with both hands, pressing them against his body repeatedly, trying to penetrate her deeper and more thoroughly, allowing himself to enjoy her elastic body even more.
"Oh... oh... good Wenqiang... I... I really... ah... almost there... ah... ah... so good..."
Wenqiang felt her vagina tightening continuously, she was really close to orgasm, so he suddenly flipped her over, lifted one of her legs and placed it on his shoulder, making her legs spread apart, opening her vagina completely, and he continued to thrust in and out. Cindy was immediately brought to her peak by this.
"Ah...ah...good little brother...I'm coming...ah...ah...oh my god...ah...ah..."
Cindy convulsed in waves, squeezing Wenqiang so tightly he felt incredibly uncomfortable, and he knew he was about to finish. He quickly released Cindy's legs, then switched to a normal embracing position, his hips swaying rapidly, holding Cindy so tightly she couldn't breathe.
Cindy asked, "Little brother...are you going to cum too...?"
Wenqiang didn't answer, but kissed her lips, the two of them desperately sucking on each other's lips. Cindy wrapped her legs around his waist, hooking him tightly, their bodies intertwined. Wenqiang thrust fiercely, and she clung tightly, the two of them almost leaping into the air. Cindy's nails dug deeply into his back, Wenqiang felt pain, his heart skipped a beat, and finally his whole body trembled, stopping his frenzied thrusting, turning into intermittent, shuddering pumping, ejaculating deep inside Cindy.
Wenqiang lay softly on Cindy's body. They rested contentedly in each other's arms, kissing each other's faces and carefully examining each other's features. Cindy laughed and said, "How did we end up like this?"
Wenqiang said, "I don't know either, you seduced me, didn't you?"
"Who seduced you?" Cindy pouted, "Get up! I want to study!"
Wenqiang quickly apologized, saying he was just joking.
Cindy kissed him and laughed again, "I really want to study!"
Wenqiang had no choice but to let her up. Cindy sat up straight, and Wenqiang lay down, placing his legs back on her thighs. She picked up Wenqiang's notebook and found the part she had just read.
"So much..." Cindy complained, "How can we finish reading it all?"
"Memorize it!" Wenqiang said.
"It's so annoying to have to memorize things..." Cindy said. "Hey, lend me a pen."
Wenqiang reached for a ballpoint pen on the desk and handed it to her. Cindy took it, and after lying down for a while without hearing her move, Wenqiang bent down and looked, saying, "Wow, you're copying again..."
It turned out that Cindy was writing on her thigh with the pen.
"You...you shouldn't look," Cindy said reproachfully.
"No, I have to look." Wenqiang turned over and lowered his head to her lap.
"Where are you looking?" Cindy asked.
"Hmm...?" Wenqiang didn't dare to answer.
"Help me copy some," Cindy said.
"How?" Wenqiang became suspicious, wondering how Cindy would see him copying from.
"Not there!" Cindy said.
She unbuttoned her shirt, and Wenqiang realized that they had been intimate for a while but hadn't seen her breasts yet. Cindy said, "It's all your fault, you've wrinkled my clothes."
Luckily, Cindy was wearing a plaid shirt, so the wrinkles weren't very noticeable. She took off her shirt, revealing a similar maroon demi-cup bra underneath. She pointed to her breasts and said, "Write here..."
Wenqiang looked at her breasts, still unsure where to begin. Cindy patted the bed and said, "Sit up."
Wenqiang sat up as she instructed, and Cindy followed suit, sitting in his lap. Wenqiang suddenly realized what she meant, cupping the base of her left breast with his left hand and pointing at her breast with his right, asking, "Like this?"
"That's right!" Cindy giggled, "You know where the key points of the lesson are, you can pick and choose for me to copy."
Wenqiang never dreamed he would be helping a girl cheat like this. He carefully filled in the key points of his notes on Cindy's slightly bronze breasts, of course, taking the opportunity to rub them with his left hand. After finishing the left breast, he wrote on the right breast, while Cindy was busy copying her own thigh.
As Cindy was writing, she said, "You're doing something weird..."
It turned out that Wenqiang's penis had become erect again, pressing against Cindy's lower back. Cindy warned, "No... you'll smudge the words on my body."
"I didn't say I was going to do anything!" Wenqiang protested, feeling wronged.
"Of course I know what you're going to do!" Cindy said.
"Then..." Wenqiang pulled her down onto the bed, "I'm going to do it..."
"No..."
The two wrestled, Wenqiang trying desperately to pin Cindy down, but Cindy was quite strong, and he couldn't overpower her, ending up with her on top of him.
"Don't move!" Cindy commanded.
Wenqiang raised his hands in a submissive gesture, Cindy pointed at him, her buttocks gradually moving back until they touched his erect penis. Cindy lifted her buttocks, using her muscles to align them, then slowly sat down, squinting her eyes, her small mouth slightly open, exhaling sweet breath, finally swallowing Wenqiang completely.
She squatted on Wenqiang like a frog, then started wiggling her hips. Wenqiang tried to thrust upwards, but she stopped him, stubbornly using her entire body to encircle his penis. Wenqiang, seeing the beautiful expression on her face, felt relaxed and happy. Cindy sat harder and harder, starting to moan.
"Ugh...ugh...mmm...mmm..."
After a couple hundred thrusts, she was starting to feel overwhelmed and wanted to collapse onto Wenqiang, but then remembered the cheat sheet on her breasts. She quickly braced herself with her hands, checked that the words were intact, and then smiled and shook her head at Wenqiang, indicating she had no strength left.
Now it was Wenqiang's turn. He bent his legs to make it easier to thrust, and his lower body began to thrust upwards, simultaneously pulling off Cindy's bra. For the first time, he saw Cindy's breasts completely. Cindy's breasts were a good size, just the right size to hold in one hand, and the areolas were not dark in color, almost indistinguishable from her healthy skin tone.
Wenqiang opened his mouth and took one of the nipples into his mouth, then began thrusting his penis repeatedly, causing Cindy to moan "Ah ah" again.
After finishing one nipple, Wenqiang moved on to the other, and Cindy, with a bewildered smile, gasped, "Ah...so good..."
Just then, Cindy's wristwatch beeped, and she exclaimed, "Oh no, exam time is up!"
Her watch was set to remind her ten minutes before the exam. She tensed up, but Wenqiang was still aroused and wouldn't let her stop, so he continued thrusting harder.
Perhaps due to the urgency, their anxious feelings triggered their physical reflexes, and soon Wenqiang couldn't hold back any longer. He thrust faster, and Cindy followed suit, her vaginal muscles contracting sharply. They both called out each other's names simultaneously, trembling, and climaxing at the same time.
Cindy slumped onto him, laughing and scolding, "If I fail this course, you'll be held responsible."
Wenqiang told her to get up first, then he got up himself, and they each found their scattered clothes and put them on. Cindy even pulled down her collar and murmured the words written on her breasts: "The reason for the psychopath... accident... physiological... psychological..."
She looked up and asked Wenqiang with a smile, "Hey, what's the reason for us?"
Wenqiang gently tapped her head with his knuckles, opened the door, and took her hand as they walked out. As they went downstairs, they could still hear Cindy reading, "...um... 'sudden stimulation'... right... that's it... right... right...?"
"Yes! Yes!" Wenqiang said.
d8888d's reply:
Thank you for sharing.
d8888d's reply:
Thank you so much for sharing! ^^ 　　d8888d's reply: 　　Thank you so much for sharing 　　. d8888d's
reply : 　　Thank you so much for sharing . d8888d's 　　reply: Thank you so much for sharing. 　　d8888d's reply: 　　Good 　　. d8888d's reply: 　　Good-looking . d8888d's reply: 　　Good-looking 　　. 　　d8888d's reply: 　　Thank you for sharing . 　　d8888d's reply: Thank you for sharing. 　　d8888d's reply: 　　Thank you for sharing . 　　d8888d's reply: ------------------------------------------------------- 　　Thank you so much for your kind sharing, support, and recommendation! 　　d8888d's reply: ------------------------------------------------------- 　　Thank you! 　　d8888d's reply: ------------------------------------------------------- 　　Thank you for sharing! 　　d8888d's reply: ------------------------------------------------------- 　　Thank you for sharing 　　! d8888d's reply: -------------------------------------------------------

Thank you so much for sharing!
d8888d's reply:
Thank you so much for sharing!
d8888d's reply:
Thank you so much for sharing!
d8888d's reply:
Thank you for sharing!

URL 1:https://www.sexlove5.com/htmlBlog/117534.html

URL 2:/Blog.aspx?id=117534&aspx=1

Previous Page : Cheating teacher

Next Page : The female students who cheated were all virgins.

增加

comment Open a new window to view comments

Contact Information

Girls who cheat

comment Open a new window to view comments