Aphrodisiac body

Every day I walk the same road to and from school, and I see many student couples walking together.

Me? Sigh! I've been a virgin for eighteen years and four months.

I consider myself wealthy, three hundred yuan a month. Cheerful and humorous! Slightly chubby, not quite a chubby girl, nor do I have Zhou Xun's captivating eyes, just a bespectacled high school student! My grades are in the top five of my class. But every time I confess my love to a girl, within 0.3 seconds of opening my mouth, I get these replies: "You're not my type!" "I have a boyfriend!" God, are you just going to watch your faithful follower live a lonely life...? (I'm a Buddhist!) Forget it, I'll just go home and play CS or watch porn!

"Hey, kid, you're definitely single!" I looked towards the voice, and saw a foreigner selling goods on the street. Maybe I misheard.

"I'm talking to you, can't you hear me?" I turned to look at the stranger, pointing at myself with my index finger. He said:

"Yes, it's you!" I never thought foreigners would end up selling goods on the street! (Laughing mischievously) I asked him, "What business is it of yours whether I have a girlfriend or not! How do you know I don't have a girlfriend?" The foreigner said very seriously, "First, if you had a girlfriend, you wouldn't go home alone. Second, your hair is messy. Third, you're not dressed properly! All of that means you don't have a girlfriend. If you had a girlfriend, you wouldn't look like this!" I was extremely surprised. Not only did he point out my flaws about not having a girlfriend, but he also spoke fluent Chinese!

"Buy me a bottle of medicine?" I thought to myself, why would I buy your medicine if I'm not sick? He seemed to read my mind. "This isn't an ordinary drug; it can help you get a girlfriend!" "(凸-.-凸) Where in the world is there such a drug?" "Let me tell you, this drug has four major characteristics: First, it can make your... slightly overweight body strong and powerful! Second, it can make your mind clear and developed! Third, it can change your face to look like a... well, you know! Fourth, and this is the most special thing, it can produce special sex hormones in your body. Once a woman touches it, no matter how chaste she is, she will be unable to resist and will belong to you body and soul! Just concentrate your will on your fingertips, and a pinkish powder will appear on your fingertips. This powder can work through breathing and skin contact!" That's amazing? "Any side effects? How much?" "Side effects...no! Only three hundred dollars!" "Damn, no side effects? ...So long! And three hundred dollars? Are you trying to steal my car? I'm out of pocket money! How about two hundred dollars?" "290 dollars!" "230 dollars?" "250 dollars!" "Deal, two hundred dollars for you!" The foreigner seemed a little regretful as he reached out and took the money. Cash on delivery, I took the medicine and walked a few steps, intending to turn back and ask him for a receipt. Huh? Gone? I looked left and right, no one there? Could it be God? God, you really haven't abandoned me!

At that moment, God in heaven asked, "When have I ever abandoned you? And aren't you a Buddhist?" Actually, the foreigner had fallen into a sewer and died while running because he saw city management officers approaching.

I immediately opened the bottle and drank all the medicine. Huh? Sweet? I thought it would be bitter. After drinking it, there didn't seem to be any effect...it might take a few hours to take effect. After getting home and having dinner, I felt a little uncomfortable, very sleepy, probably because it needed to work now! Anyway, I had nothing to do, so I went to sleep.

First Impression of a Miraculous Effect

The next day at 6:30, I got up as usual, put on my glasses, and went to the bathroom. Strangely, everything was blurry. Had my nearsightedness worsened? I took off my glasses and everything was clear. Was this also a function of the medicine?

I went into the bathroom and stood in front of a large mirror. My belly was gone, and I even had six-pack abs! My arms were muscular and toned (like a Spider-Man version). My appearance had changed too, although not drastically, but my hair was softer and shinier, my eyebrows were thinner, my eyes were bright and captivating, my nose was pointed, and my lips were thinner.

This must be the effect of the medicine!

Now is not the time to be happy; the most important thing is that I haven't seen any results yet! I'll go back to school and try it right away!

On my way back to school, I tried the method the foreigner had taught me. I concentrated my will on my fingertips, and sure enough, a pinkish powder appeared! Let's test its effect. I brushed past a middle-aged woman and rubbed the powder on her arm. One second, two seconds, three seconds! With a thud, the woman slumped weakly against a tree, her cheeks flushed, panting, and then began to masturbate by the roadside!

She unhooked her blouse through her shirt, slowly pulling out her black bra, rubbing her breasts with one hand while the other pulled down her pure white panties inside her skirt. Unbelievable! The woman had probably just given birth; her breasts were producing milk!

More and more people gathered around. She was even rubbing her breasts while simultaneously penetrating her vagina, the vaginal fluid constantly flowing out, making her pubic hair glisten. Moans of pleasure emanated from deep within her throat, as if she didn't care about anyone present, lost in her own self-pleasure.

This drug is indeed powerful; it takes effect in just three seconds! What about men? I immediately used pheromones (I read about it in a book; it has the same effect as the sex hormones I use now, hence the name) on a man who was watching with an erect penis.

I blew the pheromones forcefully onto him, and after he inhaled them, a three-second countdown followed, and he was fine. The drug really doesn't work on men. But by the fifth second, a man nearby collapsed and fell fast asleep. Oh! So this drug is a mind control drug for men! I called 120 (emergency services) on my cell phone, saying someone had fainted and requesting assistance. I also called a TV station.

I didn't stay there long, because having tested the drug's potent effects, I immediately returned to school for a second round of testing.

My class has forty-two students, thirty of whom are girls, 90% of whom are beautiful. So, as soon as class ended, many boys would come to our classroom door to pick up girls.

I made my class monitor, Zhu Liting, my first victim. She's upright, bold, and has a strong sense of justice. She's academically gifted, beautiful, from a wealthy family, and has an outgoing personality. She possesses an angelic face and a devilish figure—39-25-37 measurements! Over fifty boys are pursuing her ardently.

When should I make my move? After class? No way, I can't compete with those swarms of admirers; it might become a battleground for everyone. During class? Am I out of my mind? After school? But she'll have over fifty bodyguards protecting her; I can't get close! Aha! During lunch break, the class monitor goes to the library to study; those mischievous boys won't get into the quiet library! Okay, I'll make my move during lunch break! (v^-^ v) As soon as the twelve o'clock bell rang, I rushed to the cafeteria for lunch, quickly ate my fill, and then dashed to the library. It took me less than ten minutes from the bell to getting to the library; I'm quite impressed with myself.

I chose a book I would never have chosen—*Little Li Flying Dagger*—and sat in a seat overlooking the library entrance. Waiting…waiting…waiting…at 12:30, the heroine finally appeared! A gentle breeze caressed her hair, which barely reached her cheeks; her entrance was quite something. I pretended to be reading, but actually, I was watching to see where she was reading. Unexpectedly, she came to my side with a copy of *A Step into the Past*.

"Do you read martial arts novels too?" she asked, seemingly surprised.

"Of course!" I felt my answer was very forced, but I forced a smile. She pulled out a chair and sat next to me, the faint scent of jasmine subtly wafting into my senses. About fifteen minutes had passed, and I hadn't made a move on her yet; perhaps I wasn't mentally prepared. I kept stealing glances at her; she always bit her thumbnail while reading—a strange habit. I asked her why she bit her fingernail while reading.

"Because I saw that the protagonist in this book is a womanizer, yet there are many women around her who have given up on her, and I bit my nail in a fit of anger. I always do this when I see something unfair." I took a tissue from my pocket and gave it to her, of course, I didn't forget to put some pheromones on it. "It's hard to change a person's habits. Take this and wipe your hands, there are a lot of germs on your hands, wipe your hands clean before you bite!" She looked at me a little embarrassed and said, "I didn't expect you to care about people, I thought you were just a bookworm!" She took the tissue and wiped her hands clean very carefully.

I wasn't that kind, it's not too late to say that after you become mine. I watched her bite her nail while reading, and counted down in my mind, 3, 2, 1, time's up. Her cheeks slowly turned red, which was rare for her, and her whole body kept twisting slightly, and she was panting, just like the woman this morning.

I looked around and saw that no one was there. This library is rarely used, it's practically a waste of space, so I carried her into the computer room. The computer room was like a secret chamber, about three square meters in size, with a table, a chair, a computer, high-speed internet, and a lockable door. You could practically watch porn inside and no one would bother you.

"Ah, um, uh, oh, ooh!" came soft moans. One hand gripped my arm, while the other aimlessly touched her body. I shook her, and she opened her tightly closed eyes, revealing a slit. I asked her what was wrong.

"...Oh...bite...mud..." ...Strange, what did you say? I brought my ear close to her lips, trying to hear what she wanted to say.

"I want you!" Before the words were even finished, she wrapped one arm around my neck and stole my first kiss. Our eyes met, and I saw her gaze filled with ambiguity, anticipation, and madness. She used her soft, slender tongue to enter my mouth, running around inside as if exploring something.

My hand unconsciously began to slowly caress her body, naturally not missing the three most important parts.

Her buttocks... because I sat diagonally behind her to the left, I would often steal glances at her round buttocks during class, which excited me immensely. Soft yet firm, those were truly perky buttocks.

I pulled open her shirt, revealing her light pink bra. I unbuttoned it and pressed it against my face, feeling its lingering warmth—so comforting, it made me even more excited.

My mouth left her attack and went to her breasts. Her 39-cup breasts were no joke; a small pink nipple adorned her full breasts, disproportionately small. Oh! They were already hard; I couldn't even grasp them all with one hand.

I greedily sucked on her nipple while rubbing her breasts. My other hand slowly explored her genitals.

Just as I touched her private parts through her panties, she let out a soft, weak "ah." My fingers felt the dampness of her panties against her private parts. With great anticipation, I slowly removed her last line of defense.

The first thing I noticed was her sparse pubic hair; I couldn't tell if it had been trimmed or just naturally grown that way—thin and short. As soon as her panties were pulled away from her vulva, a silvery strand slowly lengthened. She was already this wet.

I helped her remove her cumbersome panties completely, my eyes glued to the vulva of the goddess pursued by these fifty-odd werewolves. Her vulva was half-open, revealing only her labia majora and her small, adorable clitoris. She seemed a little embarrassed, covering her most shameful part—her vulva—with her hands. "Don't look at me like that, don't!" I thought, finding her increasingly adorable.

But then something unexpected happened. She roughly pushed me to the ground, unzipped my pants, and pulled out my already hardened, enormous penis (it was still painful from not being circumcised)! She stared at it for a moment, then faced me with her vulva. She repeatedly swallowed and spit out my penis, making muffled sounds.

"Wow, you actually know 69?" (69 is mutual oral sex; those who have read the book "The World of Two Sexual Relationships" will know.) "Of course! I learned it from my dad's treasured pornographic books!"

I didn't expect her to be so bold. Not to be outdone, I parted her labia with both hands and licked the surface of her vulva with my tongue, tasting the sweet nectar. With each lick, I noticed her anus and vulva contract slightly. One of my hands greedily played with her clitoris. I discovered a very small hole between the clitoris and the vagina, which was probably the urethra. Of course, I wouldn't miss the chance to lick and play with it.

I inserted one finger into her vagina, and a soft "hmm" followed. How about two fingers? They fit perfectly. What about the third? A bit tight. I kept thrusting three fingers in and out of her vagina, squeezing out a lot of lubricant with each thrust. I inserted a little deeper, and Zhu Liting actually gently bit my penis.

"What are you doing?" I stopped what I was doing and asked her.

"Who told you to be so playful and hurt me? I'm getting my revenge!" She straddled my lower back, straightened my taut penis, and aimed it at her wet vulva, slowly engulfing it. At that moment, I felt like I was being raped! ^_^//// With a "mmm," my massive penis was swallowed by the glans. The first sensation from the glans was warmth and tightness.

I noticed a pearl appear in the corner of her eye, sparkling. Was she in pain? Was she saying goodbye to her virginity? Or was there another reason? I didn't know. But I felt she was the most adorable and pitiful person right now.

I felt a pang of heartache as I hugged her and gently kissed her red lips. Looking at her with a sorrowful gaze, I asked her gently, "Does it hurt?" She immediately hugged me, resting her chin on my shoulder and weakly saying, "It hurts, it really hurts." I felt a pang of sympathy and said, "Then don't do it."

"No need, I can still manage." With that, her lower body slowly moved downwards, constantly gripping and sucking my penis. The pleasure from below was something I couldn't experience while masturbating. She swayed her hips, manipulating my penis, making sounds of pain and pleasure. Clear fluid, mixed with a few drops of blood, flowed from her lower body.

She had been a virgin before, but now she was my woman. Not my first victim, but my first lover—Zhu Liting. I felt sorry for her, gently holding her to my chest, while she continued her pleasurable movements. Now she seemed to be in less pain, her face showing enjoyment, her hips swaying violently.

Her moans (or rather, her groans of pleasure) grew faster and faster; she seemed to have reached her climax.

"Mmm!" We both let out a muffled groan, a spasm, and I ejaculated inside her tight vagina (hopefully without any complications). She lay on my chest, panting heavily, beads of sweat dotting her flushed face.

I checked my watch; it was 1:03 PM, an hour and a half before class at 2:30 PM.

I kissed her forehead, then, as if afraid she would leave me, I hugged Zhu Liting tightly and said, "There's still an hour and a half before class, go to sleep!" She was already nestled against my chest, fast asleep, and couldn't hear me. She was probably too tired; it had only been half an hour.

Then I remembered something: when watching porn or erotic cartoons, the woman always says things like "I've climaxed," "I've reached my climax," or "I'm going to cum!" when the man ejaculates. But Zhu Liting didn't say any of those things. Strange! Was it because I didn't satisfy her enough, or was there some other reason? With questions 　　lingering

in my mind, I wrapped one arm around Zhu Liting's waist and the other around her hair, inhaling her delicate jasmine scent, and we drifted off to sleep together. (Z ...

The school bell finally rang! Time to go home and play on the computer. I walked the same road I take to and from school every day, but today I couldn't see that foreigner (because he's dead). Maybe he was afraid of the city management officers! My test subjects from this morning are gone. Thinking about them reminds me of the time Zhu Liting and I made love during lunch break, and I get excited. Time to go home!

6:30, after dinner, I watched TV for a while, as usual.

"Special news report: This morning, this reporter XXX spotted a strange woman on the side of Jiangnan Avenue South. She was exposing herself in public, violating public morals, and even masturbating, while several men nearby collapsed. Several ambulances dispersed the onlookers and took the collapsed men and the woman masturbating to the hospital. We are doing a live follow-up report. Thank you, Mr. Mai Runhui, for the tip. Please come to our station tomorrow to collect your tip fee of one thousand yuan." I thought to myself, "One thousand yuan! Hahaha! I've made a profit!" At seven o'clock, another special news report came: "The men woke up at eight o'clock this morning. According to them, they were watching the commotion when they suddenly collapsed. Our station will now broadcast the woman's condition live." "The woman is currently in a hospital bed, her hands and feet are bound, but her body is constantly swaying. All the doctors are helpless with this strange condition. We will now ask the woman's husband." "Hello sir, has your wife ever acted like this before?" "No, no, no! My wife wouldn't do that. She's very virtuous and dutiful. Someone must have cast a spell on her!

Yes, it must be a spell, no doubt about it." "Ah, there's a special situation. The woman seems to have gone into shock. We'll go interview her right away." I saw my test subject lying on the hospital bed on the camera, her face pale and tired. The news came from the TV: "It has now been confirmed that this woman has died due to severe dehydration, combined with extreme fatigue and excitement!" The TV screen showed the woman's husband holding his recently deceased wife and crying loudly.

I didn't feel guilty about this; I even felt a little excited. But then my thoughts turned to Zhu Liting. Would she die like this too? I turned off the TV with unease, went to my room to use the computer, then took a shower and went to sleep.

In my dream, I saw the vengeful spirits of the woman and Zhu Liting coming to settle scores with me, their genitals still wet. I was awakened by this dream.

It's 6:30 now. I see myself in the mirror, looking haggard from lack of sleep last night's dream.

I walked heavily towards the school, and as soon as I stepped out, I saw a familiar figure. Ah, it was Zhu Liting, the vengeful ghost seeking revenge. She ran towards me as soon as she saw me, oh no, she'd kill me immediately. I was so scared my legs wouldn't move.

Wait, there were footsteps, a shadow—yes, it was someone coming. She wasn't dead, I felt relieved.

She was almost beside me, but a strange thought popped into my head: Was she going to settle scores with me for yesterday? Oh no, oh no, running away was useless now. When she was just a step away, she jumped up, hugged me, and gave me another kiss. I was stunned by this smooth, beautiful movement.

"Morning kiss. Good morning, Henny!" she said, looking at me happily and shyly.

Now I was finally relieved. First, she wasn't dead. Second, she was now confirmed to be my lover. Third, that foreigner hadn't lied to me after all; every woman who fell for his tricks belonged to me, body and soul. I echoed her, "Darling (a slight tingling in my skin), what are you doing here?" "I'm here to go to school with you, Henny!" she said, then grabbed my arms and we walked to school, the pressure from her arms pressing against my chest. I looked haggard before, but now I felt energetic.

On the way to school, a question popped into my head: why wasn't Zhu Liting like that woman?

At the school gate, I felt a strong sense of hostility and oppression. Looking around, I saw mostly the gazes of her suitors, their eyes conveying the same message: Don't come near my goddess, or I'll kill you!

But I realized that as long as I was with Tingting (my official name for her now), those people wouldn't bother me.

The bell rang for the first class, but since the teacher hadn't returned yet, it was a self-study period.

Let me give you a brief introduction: Sitting to my left is Gu Xiurou, a rather withdrawn and introverted female student. She's quiet and rarely smiles. She has short, shoulder-length hair, but a pure and lovely appearance. She used to have some suitors, but now she has none. I'm the only one who talks to her in class, mostly about difficult problems in class exercises. I sometimes tell her jokes, hoping to cheer her up. She laughs, but quickly recovers, as if it doesn't work. I'm not discouraged and continue to try to cheer her up! She has a well-proportioned figure, though her chest might be a little small.

Not far from me is Gao Hongyan, the daughter of a triad boss… She has beautiful long hair, a bold, open, and strong personality, a strong sense of justice, and is somewhat unruly (she's talked back to teachers), and has even fought with boys (in the courtyard). She has three or four suitors (or rather, slaves), all uneducated hooligans. Sometimes she acts very weak. Her figure, however, is undeniably a masterpiece of nature.

To my right, slightly in front, is our class monitor, Tingting. She kept giving me suggestive looks today; her hips were still so alluring.

Sitting to my right was Liao Anni, a country bumpkin. She had short hair tied in a small braid, and was mercenary, greedy, cowardly, and a bully who preyed on the weak. She had an Indian woman's face (my favorite), a prominent chin, a thin face, but terrifying eyes that seemed to hate everything. She had a handful of admirers; I had confessed to her before, and she said, "You're not my type."

Behind me was Huang Jiawen, a wealthy heiress. Rich people are different—noble air, generous personality, never refusing anyone, always ready to go to great lengths for friends. She had permed curls at her temples, and her hair was tied back, just touching her neck. Of course, I also presumptuously confessed my love to her, and as everyone can imagine: she said she had a boyfriend, but then added that we could still be good friends. I knew she was just trying to comfort me.

Behind Huang Jiawen was my best friend and fellow enthusiast, Zhou Zhongjie. He and I were both into porn, and he was always the one who introduced me to the latest and greatest porn content online. He was a lecherous man who often lifted girls' skirts. Surprisingly, he had a baby face, which didn't match his lecherous nature.

The bell rang for the end of the first class, and I was extremely exhausted, still without my second prey. I went to the school store to buy a can of Red Bull to perk myself up. Wow, I didn't have much pocket money left, only a little over twenty yuan. Red Bull cost six yuan (robbery!). I had to buy a two-and-a-half-yuan can of coffee instead. Being broke was truly miserable. Money? Speaking of money, Huang Jiawen was the richest person in my class. If I could get with her, I wouldn't have to worry about money!

In the classroom, while drinking coffee (bitter!), I looked at Huang Jiawen and thought about when I could make my move on her. There wasn't enough time to make my move during break, and she was always absent during lunch break. I could only make my move after school. Okay, I'll make my move on her after school.

I couldn't stay awake during the morning classes and fell asleep. When school ended in the afternoon, I immediately followed Huang Jiawen to the playground, ready to unleash the power of my pheromones outside the school gates. Just

then, a familiar figure caught my eye. I went over to look, and it was Gao Hongyan, the daughter of a triad boss. I noticed several glistening, translucent spots on her face. They were teardrops. She's usually so strong; why was she crying? I went over to ask her why she was crying, but as soon as I reached her side, she saw me, wiped away her tears, and turned to run away. Curious, I grabbed her wrist and asked, "Why are you crying?" "It's none of your business, don't bother me," she said, unable to stop the tears. "What's wrong?

I'll help you out. Tell me!" I tried to sound very reliable.

"I can't go home, I don't want to go home!" she cried, clutching my clothes, her face pressed against my chest. After

hearing this, I thought of several reasons why she couldn't go home: she'd done something wrong and was afraid to go home; she'd fallen out with her family.

"Would you be willing to stay at my house for one night? Just one night." I was only trying to be kind, reminding myself not to have anything to do with her.

"Really? Can I really stay at your house?" She seemed very happy, as if she had no reservations.

So she followed me home. On the way, I kept regretting why I was being so foolish, but seeing her like that, I felt a little sorry for her. I thought that if I helped her like this now, she might help me in the future if I needed anything.

"Dad, Mom, I'm home. We have guests here for dinner tonight, so we cooked for one more person. This is my...girlfriend, Gao Hongyan." Gao Hongyan seemed a little embarrassed; this was the first time I had seen her like this.

"Uncle, Aunt, good afternoon!" She greeted my parents very respectfully.

My parents are very hospitable. Let me introduce my dad first. When I was in school, he was always playing on the computer. Even in his forties, he was on QQ, saying he was in his twenties, and playing with other people's feelings. He's funny (having some of my good qualities), but when it comes to life philosophy, he's very serious. My mom is a master at building the Great Wall; except for mealtimes, she's out building the Great Wall until midnight. Now the man is inside, and the woman is outside. They've earned enough to retire and enjoy life.

Night fell. At dinner, Gao Hongyan ate very little, probably homesick. After dinner, I wanted to ask her what had happened, but not wanting my parents to know, I took her to my room.

"Son," I knew it was my dad calling me, and I turned around. "You've got it, keep it up!" my dad said softly.

I waved my hand, "Go, go! Don't get the wrong idea." After she entered my room, I closed the door. She seemed a little uneasy, so I said, "Don't be afraid, I won't take advantage of you. I just wanted to hear why you ran away from home, why you didn't want to go back, and why you closed the door because you were afraid my parents would hear." "No, you're the one who kidnapped me to your house," she said, sitting on the bed with a smile, but she couldn't hide her sadness; her eyes were already a little wet.

I sat on the bed and said, "You can't even lie properly; these tears have already betrayed you." I wiped away the tears that were about to fall from her eyes. "Why did you run away from home?" She sobbed, "My dad wants me to transfer to another school. I don't want to leave here. I really want to play with my classmates, but they're afraid of me. They're afraid my dad is... is... is a gangster. They don't dare to play with me or talk to me." After hearing this, I thought back and pondered: That's right, she didn't have many friends in her class, or rather, in school. She was all alone. Everyone was afraid of her because she was the daughter of a gangster boss. Gangsters—who isn't afraid of them? Precisely because she was the daughter of a gangster boss, no one wanted to be her friend. Who could she blame?

"Did you try to reason with him? You could have fought for it yourself," I told her firmly.

"It's no use. My dad won't change his mind." Her tears flowed even more uncontrollably.

"There's nothing in this world that can't be solved." I placed my hands on her shoulders and looked firmly into her eyes.

"You're so annoying, leave me alone!" She pushed me down onto the bed with her strong hands, gripping me so tightly it hurt, and stared at me with eyes full of hatred. But after a second, that hatred gradually turned into melancholy and sorrow. She cried and said, "My dad knows I don't have any friends at school, so he wants to transfer me to another school, or rather, I don't have a boyfriend.

But he doesn't know that the problem is actually with him." After saying that, she hugged me and buried her face in my chest, crying. I understood her pain. Although I didn't transfer schools because I didn't have any friends, I had transferred schools before, and the pain of leaving friends was the same! At that moment, I reached out and hugged her tightly, unable to think of any words to comfort her. This was all I could do for her.

Just then, Mom knocked on the door and asked, "Would you like something to drink?" Gao Hongyan and I were able to temporarily escape our pain and end our hug.

"Would you like some drinks?" This could ease the current atmosphere.

As I tried to get up to get a drink, Gao Hongyan grabbed me. "No..." I stumbled and lunged at her, pinning her to the bed. Our eyes met, and her eyes darted around, as if avoiding my gaze.

"Don't go away." At that moment, I gently kissed her lips. She didn't push me away; instead, she held my face and kissed me back.

Hearing that there was no sound from me, Mom tactfully walked away quietly. I boldly reached for her waist, and seeing that she didn't resist, I became even bolder, reaching inside to touch her breasts. With my other hand, I unbuttoned her school uniform, helping her take it off, and unhooked her black bra from behind. Her breasts were firm and full, with bright red, upturned nipples.

My lips left her passionate kiss and began kissing her neck, face, and earlobes. She seemed unable to bear it, moaning softly, "...Ah...um...ah...oh...oh...uh...no." When I kissed her breasts, she began to tremble, unable to resist. Her moans grew louder as I licked her nipples with my tongue. I was very pleased, playfully licking her areolas with the tip of my tongue. Her nipples immediately hardened. I kneaded her breasts, which were just the right size to be grasped in one hand, while my mouth greedily sucked on her nipples. I began to remove her school uniform.

My mouth left her breasts, and my tongue slowly moved downwards. When I reached her slightly sweaty abdomen, her body arched slightly upwards.

I pulled down her school trousers, revealing her last line of defense. The red underwear couldn't cover the curves of her vulva, a small, barely visible slit. Through the underwear, I could see her prominent vulva.

I played with her vulva through her panties until I felt it get a little wet. Then, I eagerly pulled down her panties, which were covering her vulva. Her vulva was already fully open from my playing, and her clitoris was swollen. Perhaps she was a little embarrassed, because when I licked her clitoris, she covered her vulva with her hand in shame, saying, "No, it itches, it's dirty." I gently removed her hand and took off her red panties, revealing thick, shiny pubic hair. I continued to lick her clitoris, and then her wide-open vaginal opening. I took off her panties as well, revealing my engorged, veiny penis. Although she turned her head away, she still glanced at it out of the corner of her eye.

I used both hands to pull open her vaginal opening, licking her labia with my tongue, and then her vagina, trying to insert my tongue as far as possible. Gao Hongyan gripped the sheets tightly with both hands, her body arching upwards repeatedly, her moans growing louder with each thrust.

Afraid that my parents would hear, I didn't continue, glancing under the door to see if anyone was eavesdropping outside. That's when I noticed a square object under the door. I picked it up and saw it was a condom. ^-^

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