Beautiful tutor Ms. Xu

Two months before the high school entrance exam, my family hired a tutor for me—a female college student.
My grades were terrible, and I had absolutely no interest in studying, so I really disliked tutors. However, her first visit to my house completely shocked me!
That day, she wore a white shirt and a black sheer skirt. Her legs, encased in black stockings, were long and slender, and even in high heels, she was a little taller than me.
She had a delicate oval face, long black hair, fair skin, a slightly high nose, full and alluring lips, almond-shaped eyes, and arched eyebrows like willow leaves. Her red lips and white teeth gave her a captivating allure.
She stood at the door, smiling as she introduced herself, her tone gentle and her voice soft and pleasant, leaving me unable to vent my pent-up frustration.
I had originally planned to deliberately drive her away, but then I thought, such a beautiful female tutor doesn't seem so bad after all. Hehe.
I was sixteen then, in the throes of puberty, and it's inevitable to have impure thoughts when surrounded by beautiful women. When she was explaining problems to me, we were very close. I could smell her fragrance and glimpse her black bra through the gaps in her shirt buttons.
I couldn't help but steal a few glances, my heart itching like it was being scratched by cat claws. Sometimes I would deliberately touch her, or sneakily touch her hand while getting something—all of this excited me!
Gradually, I found myself infatuated with her, thinking about her constantly.
I even wished she could tutor me every day. I asked my dad to increase the tutoring time from two days a week, two hours each time, to four hours. During that time, I was like an addict, going from liking her to infatuation, my mind filled with her. Although I
was infatuated with her and fantasized about something happening between us, I didn't dare show it, afraid she would find out. She was very proper, always arriving and leaving on time, and very careful with her words, never making any inappropriate jokes.
If it weren't for that accident, I wouldn't have believed that she was just faking it all.
Here's what happened: It was Friday, a friend's birthday, and a few of us went to his family's karaoke bar. After a while, I got a stomach ache and went to the restroom.
The karaoke bar's restrooms weren't separate by gender; they were all individual stalls. I was in a real hurry, so I just pushed open a random stall, and what I saw inside... I was absolutely stunned.
There was a man and a woman embracing in that stall! The man was kissing a woman with his back to me, one hand groping her body, making her moan softly.
I pushed the door open, and they jumped back in surprise. The man turned around and yelled at me, "What are you looking at? Get out of here!" I was already embarrassed for stumbling upon their private moment, but when the man turned around, I saw the woman he was hugging.
When I saw her, my eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. I'd never seen anything like it! That woman was none other than my crush, my tutor, Ms. Xu!
That scene was like a collision of planets for me—it was utterly unbelievable. I saw her, and of course, she saw me too. Her expression was priceless; her mouth was agape, wide enough to fit a cucumber.
Before I could react, the man slammed the door shut. I stood there, stunned, my mind blank, feeling as if something inside me had shattered.
I knew that man wasn't her boyfriend; I'd seen photos of her and him on her social media, and I'd been heartbroken about it. I'd heard that some people like to have fun, even in the bathroom, but I never imagined she'd be so promiscuous, even cheating here.
I quickly slipped into a nearby stall, pressing my ear against the wall to listen. If it were any other woman, I would have been excitedly eavesdropping, but the thought of my infatuated tutor, Ms. Xu, made me feel terrible.
I heard the man say impatiently, "Turn around, raise it higher."
I clenched my fists, barely managing to resist the urge to drag him out and beat him up. Just then, I heard Ms. Xu say that she suddenly felt a little unwell and didn't want to come anymore.
The man angrily said, "Damn it, are you kidding me! You're telling me you're not going to do it now? Stop messing around, hurry up."
Ms. Xu said that today really wasn't possible, and we'd do it another day. Then I heard the sound of a door opening, and after a while, I heard the man mutter something under his breath.
Then the man left, and I squatted down to take a dump, thinking about what had just happened. Damn, I really didn't expect Ms. Xu to be so open-minded, she's such a good actress.
But my mind started to wander. If others can do that with her, why can't I? She's my tutor, and if I don't take this opportunity to sleep with her, I'll really be letting my dad down. The more
I thought about it, the more restless I became, and I started planning how to seduce her.
When I finished taking a dump and went outside, I saw Ms. Xu standing in the hallway, which startled me. She saw me and said expressionlessly, "Come out for a bit, I need to talk to you."
Even a fool could guess what was going on. I followed her; she was wearing the same black tulle skirt she wore on the first day she came to my house, but without stockings, her snow-white thighs gleaming under the lights.
I followed her out of the karaoke bar and into a nearby alley. The alley was dark, with no lights, and I could barely make out her silhouette. I couldn't help but think, "Damn, in this pitch black, is she trying to seduce me?"
She stood in front of me and asked if I had seen everything. I sneered inwardly, "I'm not blind, of course I saw it." I hummed in agreement, and she continued, "Actually, it's not what you think, don't overthink it."
I thought to myself, "You've been having sex with someone in the bathroom, and you have the nerve to tell me not to overthink it? You're trying to have your cake and eat it too!" But I was a little puzzled.
This was her private life; there was absolutely no need for her to call me out and explain all this to me. Either she liked me, or she was afraid I'd tell everyone.
The first possibility was zero; I wasn't that narcissistic. So that's the second possibility. That would be interesting.
I calmly said, "Don't worry, I won't say anything." She seemed relieved and didn't say anything more. I said I'd wait for her at home tomorrow, and she said okay. Then we went back to the karaoke bar together and ran into the guy at the entrance.
He had a cigarette dangling from his mouth, looking like a sleazy jerk. He glanced at me and asked, "Who am I, Teacher Xu?" Teacher Xu said I was her student. The guy said unhappily, "You little brat, you ruined my fun. You'd better watch out next time."
I ignored him. Teacher Xu gently nudged me to leave. As she passed the guy, he deliberately bumped into me. I'm not one to back down, so I said firmly, "What do you want?"
The guy, reeking of smoke and alcohol, sneered, "Oh, you little brat, you're getting cocky. What do you think I want?" At this moment, Teacher Xu came up, pulled the guy aside, and said, "Why are you arguing with a kid?" Then she gave me a look, signaling me to leave.
The guy was drunk and acting crazy, I couldn't be bothered with him. This karaoke bar belongs to my childhood friend, Fatty's family. If he wants to cause trouble here, I'm not afraid of him at all. I turned and left, but he was still yelling behind me, telling me not to go. I muttered "idiot" under my breath. I really don't know how Teacher Xu could be interested in this kind of punk.
I stayed at the karaoke bar until the early hours of the morning, already planning how to flirt with Teacher Xu the next day. I stumbled out of the private room, and as soon as I reached the karaoke bar entrance, I was startled.
My stepmother was sitting on the sofa by the door. As soon as she saw me, she immediately came over and said, "Having fun?" I hate my stepmother, so I gave her a cold look and said, "What are you doing here?"
My stepmother said, "It's raining, I'll get you an umbrella." The fat guy next to me called out, "Auntie," and whispered, "Your stepmother is so good to you. My own mother isn't even this good to me, and you're still not satisfied."
I glared at the fat guy, ignored my stepmother, and walked straight out of the karaoke bar. My stepmother quickly chased after me with an umbrella.
I used to be a very good student. My dad was a hoodlum who never cared about me growing up. When I was in the first year of junior high, my mom divorced him. My dad drank all the time, and my grades plummeted. I became withdrawn, turning from a good student into a troublemaker who got into fights.
However, one thing was certain: my dad never hit or scolded me. Even when I beat up classmates at school until they were bleeding, and the teacher called him, he just said, "I sent you to school so the teacher could discipline you. Don't come looking for him if anything happens." Sometimes I even wondered if I was really his child.
A while ago, my dad suddenly brought home a woman, and I inexplicably gained a stepmother. My stepmother is young, quite pretty, and has a good temper. She keeps the house very organized, but I dislike her. I always think she's hypocritical and likes to meddle with me.
It was her idea to hire a tutor for me. She caught up with me, holding an umbrella over me, saying, "Slow down, the road is slippery, don't fall." I ignored her and kept walking. She kept nagging me, telling me to drink less, study hard, and so on. I got annoyed and stopped moving.
She asked me what was wrong. It was raining quite hard, and she was using the umbrella to shield me from the rain, getting soaked herself.
I snapped, "Aren't you annoying? My dad doesn't care about me, why should you?" She paused for a moment and said, "She's my stepmother, she has an obligation and responsibility to care for me." I scoffed and
said, "Forget it, I don't need it." After saying that, I ran off. She called after me anxiously, but I ignored her and kept running in the rain. After a while, I turned around and saw that she hadn't caught up. Now I was a little worried.
I stood there for a while, but she still hadn't come after me. I hesitated for a moment and then went back. I saw my stepmother carrying an umbrella, limping slowly. She was soaked to the bone, and her clothes were covered in mud. She must have fallen.
When she saw me, she said that she had accidentally fallen and told me to hold the umbrella up, as getting wet would make me catch a cold. I glanced at her knee, which was bleeding, and I felt a little guilty.
I asked, "Are you alright? Can you walk?" She forced a smile and said she was fine, and told me to go back quickly. Seeing her condition, and knowing that her knee was bleeding, I figured she couldn't walk any further. Without
saying a word, I offered to help her. She thanked me, but after a few steps, she couldn't go any further. I frowned and said, "I'll carry you back." She said no, and told me to go back first, that she could walk by herself.
I said coldly, "Looking like this, it'll take you ages to get back. I don't want to get soaked with you." I walked up to her, turned my back to her, and bent slightly, saying, "Hurry up, I'll carry you."
She hesitated for a moment before putting her hands on my shoulders. I wrapped my arms around her thighs and lifted her onto my back, instantly feeling her body pressed tightly against my back. I could feel the amazing elasticity of her thighs, and I blushed instantly.
After walking for a while, she asked if I was tired, and told me to put her down and rest. As she spoke, she breathed hot air behind my ear, making me feel uncomfortable all over, as if my blood was about to boil. I ignored her and gritted my teeth, carrying her all the way to the outside of the apartment complex. She insisted that I put her down.
After putting her down, I noticed that her face was also a little red.
Finally, we got home, and I secretly breathed a sigh of relief. We were both completely soaked.
When I opened the door and went inside, my dad was watching TV in the living room. Seeing my stepmother and me, his face darkened, and he didn't say a word. My stepmother urged me to change my clothes quickly.
I went back to my room, changed, and dried my hair. When I came out, my dad was tending to my stepmother's knee wound. I sat on the sofa without saying anything. After a while, my dad called me over. Before I could even react,
he slapped me across the face. The slap completely stunned me; my face burned, and my ears rang. My dad never hit me, not even once, and never even uttered a word of abuse. I covered my face, glaring at him angrily.
My dad didn't scold me; he grabbed my hair and dragged me in front of my stepmother, saying, "Kneel down!" His voice was rough and carried an invisible authority. Honestly, I was quite afraid of him, but I would never kneel before my stepmother.
At this moment, my stepmother stood up and tried to persuade my dad, but he just said, "Shut up!" My stepmother turned pale with fright and dared not speak.
My dad kicked me, and I immediately knelt down. I tried to stand up, but he had one hand on my shoulder, and I couldn't move. My dad only said "Apologize."
My dad isn't usually talkative, but no one dared to contradict him. Although I was unwilling, I couldn't fight city hall, so I could only obediently apologize. My stepmother immediately said, "Okay, okay, it's not your fault."
My dad let go of me, and I stood up and ran back to my room without saying a word. Looking in the mirror, I saw red finger marks on my face, and half of my face was swollen. Any goodwill I had towards my stepmother vanished instantly. If it weren't for her, I wouldn't have been beaten.
Not long after, my stepmother knocked on my door. I stubbornly ignored her and wouldn't open the door. She said she had prepared some anti-inflammatory medicine for my face and left it in the living room, telling me to go get it myself.
After she left, I quietly opened the door, got the medicine, and applied it to my face. I didn't want to see Teacher Xu with a swollen face.
I was already hatching a mischievous plan to flirt with Ms. Xu, so excited I couldn't sleep all night.
The next morning, Ms. Xu arrived early. She was wearing a skirt with black stockings, high heels, and a white t-shirt. I was completely mesmerized.
Ms. Xu seemed normal, checking my homework as usual. I asked her if she had eaten breakfast, and she said she had some noodles. I said, "You like noodles? To show my gratitude, I'll make you some noodles another day."
Honestly, I didn't mean anything by it, but Ms. Xu clearly misunderstood, giving me a strange look.
She hesitated for a moment and said, "Doing well on your exams is the best way to repay me."
While checking my homework, Ms. Xu chatted with me for a bit.
Looking at her smooth, pretty face, I suddenly said, "Ms. Xu, you're lying." She looked at me suspiciously and asked what I meant. I said confidently, "You haven't broken up with your boyfriend."
Ms. Xu's expression froze instantly, her eyes darting around in a panic as she asked, "Who told you?" I replied, "Your boyfriend told you."
Ms. Xu couldn't hold back any longer. Her eyes widened as she glared at me, demanding, "When did he tell you? How did you two meet?" Her voice changed, and seeing her nervousness, I thought to myself, "You little rascal, trying to act tough in front of me."
I casually said, "I found his QQ number on your social media last night and added him to ask." Before I could finish, Ms. Xu slammed her hand on the table, her voice sharp and stern. "Who told you to ask? What business is it of yours what my private life is!"
Seeing her fidgeting and on the verge of tears, I whispered, "I was just worried about you."
Ms. Xu stood up, glaring at me, her eyes red-rimmed, her chest heaving with anger. I swallowed hard, feeling a pang of urgency at her pitiful state. I desperately wanted to pull her into my arms and shower her with affection.
Ms. Xu said there would be no class today, and she wouldn't be coming back. Ms. Xu's words terrified me. If she wasn't coming, how was I supposed to carry out my plans?
I quickly grabbed Ms. Xu's hand and said, "Ms. Xu, how can you just leave like that?" Ms. Xu told me to let go of her and tried to shake my hand off, but I stubbornly said I wouldn't let go. In my haste, I pulled Ms. Xu into my arms.
She pressed her entire body against my chest, and my heart instantly raced. Ms. Xu's face flushed red, and she forcefully pushed me away, heading towards the door.
I knew it was about time; any further and it would all fall apart. I quickly chased after her, stopping her and saying, "I was just kidding! Look how nervous you are!"
Ms. Xu grabbed my shoulder excitedly, saying, "You really didn't ask?" I nodded, saying no, I was just teasing you.
Ms. Xu gritted her teeth, saying, "You brat, you dare lie to your teacher! See how I deal with you!" Then she started pinching me hard, it hurt terribly. I kept yelling in pain, but she wouldn't let go, instead pinching harder, saying, "You deserve to be in so much pain!"
I endured the pain and said, "If you don't let go, I'm going to fight back." Ms. Xu said, "Go ahead and fight back! You think you're so tough, daring to hit your teacher?"
I sneered inwardly, "Teacher?" As the saying goes, nothing tastes better than juice, and nothing's more fun than a teacher. Today, I'm going to see just how fun this teacher really is. I know Ms. Xu is actually quite open-minded, so I didn't hold back and directly grabbed her... well
, you can't get the wrong idea. Someone as principled as me would never grab what you're imagining. I didn't grab her top or bottom; I grabbed her middle—Ms. Xu's slender waist.
They say a man's head and a woman's waist are sensitive spots. I thought it through before I did it. Where you touch a woman is a skill.
Touching her top or bottom is vulgar and shameless; Ms. Xu might slap me for that. Touching her waist is just teasing; it's a different matter.
I grabbed Ms. Xu's slender waist, and the feel was indescribable. Ms. Xu let out a scream, almost making me ejaculate.
Ms. Xu quickly released my arm, blushing and scolding me, "What are you doing? You're getting bolder and bolder!" I rubbed my hands together, thinking to myself, "I'm not that bold, how could I dare to mess with you?" I said with a grin, "Teacher Xu, your waist is so slim!" Teacher
Xu's face changed. "If you say anything more, I'm leaving right now." I quickly surrendered, and Teacher Xu calmed down and continued teaching.
However, after that little commotion, the atmosphere between us was noticeably different. I occasionally made a few suggestive jokes and some slightly suggestive jokes I'd seen on forums. At first, Teacher Xu would righteously accuse me of being indecent, but later she herself found them amusing and laughed heartily.
After the morning class, as Teacher Xu was about to leave, I seized the opportunity and said, "Teacher Xu, today is actually my birthday. I'd like to invite you to karaoke tonight." Teacher Xu said she had something to do that evening and didn't have time.
I knew this was time to use my trump card, so I smiled and said, "Teacher Xu, if you don't come, I'm really going to ask your boyfriend if you two broke up." Teacher Xu's hand froze, and she glared at me angrily, saying, "You dare!"
I nonchalantly replied, "Do you think I wouldn't dare?" Ms. Xu's face darkened. "Are you threatening me?" I laughed and said, "Just kidding, how could I dare threaten you? After all, we're teacher and student. The high school entrance exam is coming up soon, and we might not even see each other again. Let's hang out and create a keepsake."
Ms. Xu thought for a moment before agreeing. Before leaving, she warned me not to tell anyone about yesterday, or she'd turn on me.
I spent the entire afternoon in excitement!
I finally understood what it meant for days to drag on endlessly. I finally made it to evening, said goodbye to my dad, and went out. My stepmother reminded me to come home early.
Actually, it wasn't my birthday at all; I just wanted to create an opportunity. I had already arranged to meet Fatty, who had brought two young girls along. This guy is a complete scumbag; he lost his virginity a long time ago and often mocks me for being a virgin.
Damn it, being a virgin isn't a crime!
Seeing that it was almost time, I called Ms. Xu. She said she'd be there soon, so I ran straight to the karaoke bar to meet her. The moment I saw Ms. Xu, I was utterly stunned.
Ms. Xu was already quite beautiful, and I'd always thought of her as a quiet, reserved type. But at that moment, she completely unleashed her sexy side.
Her long, flowing black hair was styled up, deliberately showcasing her swan-like neck. She wore a dark, sleeveless, pleated top with a low-cut neckline that perfectly accentuated her curves. Her exposed skin, in particular, had a subtle, ivory-like sheen.
Beneath the bohemian-style skirt, her long, full legs were long and white, and a pair of high heels perfectly complemented her sexy aura. The transparent straps outlined the beautiful curves of her calves.
In short, her entire outfit was a display of her charm; I couldn't take my eyes off her after just one glance.
Seeing me practically drooling, Teacher Xu rolled her eyes at me and said, "What are you looking at? Never seen a beautiful woman before?" I sincerely replied, "Teacher Xu, you look absolutely stunning tonight. It's my honor to have you here."
Teacher Xu smiled gently and walked to my side. A fragrant breeze wafted over, intoxicatingly sweet. A woman like that, even if it cost her a year of her life, would still have many men vying for her.
Teacher Xu tapped my head and said, "What are you standing there for? If you don't go in, I'm leaving." I quickly grabbed Teacher Xu's hand and said, "No, everyone's waiting for you."
I pulled Teacher Xu towards the KTV room, and she didn't let me let go the whole way, making me suddenly feel like tonight might be the time of day. I became increasingly infatuated with Teacher Xu; if I couldn't have her, I felt like I was going crazy.
I went into the private room with Teacher Xu. My childhood friend, Fatty, was already hugging and singing with those two punk girls. Fatty's singing voice was like a pig being slaughtered, but he thought he was singing so well, always hogging the microphone and not letting anyone else sing.
When Fatty saw Teacher Xu next to me, his little eyes widened, and he even forgot to sing along with the lyrics. I went over and kicked Fatty, then introduced them. That bastard Fatty shook hands with Teacher Xu with a lewd look on his face, his eyes never leaving her.
After Teacher Xu sat down, Fatty whispered to me, "Does your tutor have a boyfriend? Such a pretty tutor, why didn't you bring her sooner?"
I slapped Fatty's fat and said, "Get lost, stop messing around."
Fatty is always shameless and shameless, I couldn't be bothered with him, and sat down next to Teacher Xu. The two punk girls looked at Teacher Xu with murderous intent and jealousy.
Those two young girls were decent-looking and dressed fashionably, but compared to Teacher Xu, they were several levels below. That bastard Fatty kept fawning over Teacher Xu; I have to say, he's quite the ladies' man, making Teacher Xu laugh with just a few words.
I was incredibly jealous standing there, wanting to strangle that bastard. Damn it, Teacher Xu is mine, you son of a bitch Fatty.
We drank, sang, and played a game called "Bragging," a game familiar to anyone who frequents karaoke. Five dice, several people take turns calling out numbers, and the one who gets it wrong has to drink. It's a very fun game, testing courage and the ability to read people. We had a blast, and a case of beer was gone in no time.
The fat guy waved his hand and ordered two more dozen bottles to be brought over. I was already a little tipsy. Teacher Xu had a pretty good alcohol tolerance, but she was also flushed, like a ripe apple. I really wanted to pounce on her and take a good bite. That bastard fat guy kept swallowing hard.
The two girls, who were in the second year of junior high, were completely drunk and lying on the sofa with their legs spread wide, their underwear clearly visible. They probably wouldn't even wake up if someone did *that* to them.
Teacher Xu got up to go to the bathroom, and I quickly followed. The fat guy wanted to go too, but I glared at him and stopped him.
Ms. Xu had drunk quite a bit and was walking unsteadily. She almost tripped and fell as soon as she stepped outside. I was watching her closely, afraid she might fall, so I quickly grabbed her hand and caught her. I was a little dizzy myself, and we almost fell to the ground together.
This time, Ms. Xu didn't push me away. She thanked me, her face flushed. I said, "Let me help you, so you don't fall." Ms. Xu nodded, and I helped her, smelling her fragrance, towards the bathroom.
Outside the bathroom, I couldn't help but think of last night, and I suddenly felt a surge of desire. I really wanted to do something with Ms. Xu in the bathroom.
I asked Ms. Xu who the man was yesterday. Ms. Xu thought for a moment and said she met him on Momo (a Chinese social networking app) and they had sung karaoke together a few times. I boldly asked, "Have you already done 'that' with him?"
Ms. Xu was drunk and didn't hide anything from me. She shook her head and said no, last night was her first time, and you happened to be there. I laughed and said, "Then I'm so guilty, I've ruined your good time."
Ms. Xu, reeking of alcohol, rolled her eyes and said, "I need to go to the restroom." I was still holding her, and Ms. Xu gave a soft hum, making me feel itchy all over and my mouth dry.
I breathed warmly into Ms. Xu's ear and said, "Ms. Xu, I want to tell you a secret."
Ms. Xu's almond-shaped eyes were hazy, and she mumbled, "What secret?"
My hands didn't stop for a moment, and I said, word by word, "I like you." I originally thought Ms. Xu would scold me, call me childish, or be surprised, but she was surprisingly calm.
Ms. Xu smiled and said, "I already knew. With your little schemes, how could I not see through them? You've been sneaking peeks at me quite a bit, haven't you?" Damn, she caught me red-handed before. Even though I'm pretty thick-skinned, I still felt embarrassed.
I always thought my actions were very discreet, just occasional peeks, but it turned out I was just burying my head in the sand.
But then I thought, this is weird!
Since Ms. Xu has discovered that I like her and often peek at her, any normal woman would have slapped me across the face long ago. Even if she didn't, she probably wouldn't continue tutoring.
Not only did Ms. Xu not do that, she even occasionally bends over, revealing a cleavage—isn't that clearly asking for something?
A sudden impulse welled up in my mind, so I did something impulsive.
I tightened my grip on her, and Ms. Xu was caught off guard and pulled into my arms. Then, I leaned in and bit her.
I felt Ms. Xu tense up instantly and start struggling. But I wasn't going to let her escape my grasp.
I held her tightly, my mouth, of course, not idle either. Cough cough, I have absolutely no experience with kissing; I just kept biting instinctively. I thought her lips were so fragrant and sweet, and I really wanted to devour them.
I hugged her and pushed her into the small bathroom stall, then freed one hand to close the door. I didn't want someone to suddenly push the door open while I was having fun.
As I reached back to lock the door, Ms. Xu pushed me away forcefully, panting, and said, "I'm your teacher, you can't do this!"
At times like this, it's time to get emotional. I said tenderly, "Ms. Xu, I really like you so much. I want to see you every day. The high school entrance exam is coming up soon, and I might never see you again. I don't want to leave a huge regret in my life." Ms. Xu
said, "You're too young, you don't understand love and affection yet." I instantly disliked hearing that. I thought, "Damn it, young?"
I pointed to the tent and said, "Ms. Xu, I'm not young at all," and then hugged Ms. Xu tightly again. Those small bathrooms were already cramped, and Ms. Xu had no room to dodge as I held her tightly in my arms.
I gently bit Ms. Xu's ear and said, "Ms. Xu, I like you, give yourself to me! Okay?"
Ms. Xu shrank her neck, neither agreeing nor refusing. This was enough to instantly transform me into a beast, my blood boiling!
I kissed her swan-like neck, wrapped one arm around her, and my other hand began to wander. When I hugged Ms. Xu, I felt as if I were holding the whole world.
Despite the hard shell between us, it was incredibly exhilarating!
Ms. Xu began to respond slowly, and under the influence of alcohol, we were both somewhat out of control.
I felt my heart racing, my blood boiling as if it were about to burst from my body, an unnamed flame burning fiercely within me.
That night, my virgin body offered five orgasms.

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