The teacher who was confessed to

May has arrived, and it's early summer. A primal passion is stirring in the hearts of young men and women.
After bidding farewell to the short May Day holiday, the students of Y Middle School returned to campus with the excitement and reluctance of the holiday.
Liu Jing and Wu Yilong walked side by side on the main road of the campus, each complaining that the holiday was too short and there was too much homework.
They were both students in the second year of high school (9). Liu Jing was the English class representative, and Wu Yilong was like her best male friend.
Liu Jing suddenly shook Wu Yilong's arm: "Look, that boy over there is so handsome." Wu Yilong followed Liu Jing's gaze and saw a fair-skinned, handsome young man standing in front of the administration building playing on his phone, carrying a briefcase in one hand, and looking around from time to time.
"This shouldn't be a student, he's so old."
"He's definitely not a student. Look how mature he is, much more composed than you guys. He must be a new teacher. It would be great if he could teach us." Liu Jing looked at the handsome young man and had such a feeling.
Wu Yilong didn't think that way. He was a boy, only interested in girls, and only interested in Liu Jing. Liu Jing was the class beauty, and Wu Yilong had developed a friendship with her in their first year of high school. Naturally, he liked Liu Jing too, but Liu Jing was extremely picky about looks. Wu Yilong was short and chubby, and he was afraid that if he confessed, they wouldn't even be able to remain friends. Over the past two years, although Wu Yilong hadn't pursued Liu Jing, their friendship had deepened, and he was now the boy in the school who was closest to Liu Jing.
The young man seemed to notice Liu Jing and Wu Yilong looking at him, smiled slightly at them, and then looked down at his phone.
In the classroom, Liu Jing barely listened to the first two classes; her mind was filled with that man. The third class was English. As usual, Ms. Zheng, the English teacher, would enter the classroom two minutes early, but with only one minute left before class, she hadn't arrived. As the English class representative, Liu Jing was puzzled. Was Ms. Zheng still on holiday today?
Before Liu Jing could delve deeper into this question, the homeroom teacher entered the classroom with someone. She looked up and saw the handsome man standing next to her homeroom teacher—the one who had kept her daydreaming.
"Ms. Zheng is getting old and isn't feeling well, so she's taken a month's leave. This is Mr. Yin Hao, the substitute English teacher, who's also here for his internship. Mr. Yin is a senior at X Normal University and has been assigned to teach our class." "Hello everyone, my name is Yin Hao. I'll be teaching you English for the next month. I hope you'll all cooperate diligently, and I hope I can help you with your English learning." Liu Jing was completely mesmerized by Yin Hao on the podium. She knew all the handsome guys in the school; Chu Tianyu from Class 5, who was considered the "little grass" (a term for a popular male celebrity), had been pursuing her for a year, and while she was somewhat attracted, she didn't really like him. This English teacher in front of her had surpassed all the so-called male gods in the school. He possessed a maturity and composure that high school students lacked, yet he was still full of energy, and his appearance and physique were simply impeccable.
"Liu Jing," the homeroom teacher called out to Liu Jing, who immediately stood up.
"This is Liu Jing, the English class representative. She'll be assisting you with your work from now on," the homeroom teacher then instructed Yin Hao.
The homeroom teacher spoke at length before leaving the classroom, and only then did the new English teacher begin the lesson.
The previous English teacher, Old Zheng, was nearly sixty, a rigid old man whose classes were dull and boring, and the heavy homework load limited the students' enthusiasm for learning. After Yin Hao arrived, Class 9's English scores improved. Yin Hao's classes were always lively. Although his lecturing skills were limited, he loved to chat and joke during class, often using associations to help students remember. Being a university student himself, he wasn't much older than the students, so they were more relaxed in class, which actually improved efficiency. Those who hadn't paid much attention before developed an interest in learning. Yin Hao's handsome face naturally captivated the girls, including Liu Jing.
Liu Jing hadn't wanted to be the English class representative, but the previous teacher, Mr. Zheng, insisted because Liu Jing consistently ranked first in English, even in the top classes, forcing her to take the position. Now, Liu Jing was somewhat grateful to Mr. Zheng, because being the English class representative meant interacting with Yin Hao, a perfect opportunity. After Yin Hao arrived, Liu Jing became much more diligent in collecting homework, unlike before when she needed Teacher Zheng to remind her. After visiting the office more often, Liu Jing and Yin Hao gradually became familiar with each other.
English evening study sessions were always the last period, and every day after study, Liu Jing would hand in all the class's homework to the office, chatting with Yin Hao in the process. Being young, they naturally got along well. Yin Hao would always tell Liu Jing fun stories about university, making her eager to go to university herself. Yin Hao's conversation was always so humorous, and his facial expressions perfectly showcased his handsome charm; whether he frowned or opened his mouth, everything attracted Liu Jing.
Whenever Liu Jing spoke to Yin Hao, her eyes would be fixed on him. Yin Hao didn't seem uncomfortable being stared at; he continued talking and laughing as usual. Liu Jing, however, remained oblivious to her infatuation.
Suddenly, Liu Jing became interested in the mole on Yin Hao's hand, pulling it over to examine it closely. Yin Hao found it amusing and wanted to pull his hand away but couldn't bring himself to do so.
Actually, Liu Jing just wanted to take the opportunity to touch her hand, pretending to be extremely serious.
"Liu Jing, are you done looking? Don't you have any moles? Are you jealous that I have one on my hand?" "Who said I don't? Let me show you my mole." Saying that, she let go of Yin Hao's hand and pulled down her collar, revealing a small patch of white flesh on her chest, with a mole clearly visible on her left breast.
Liu Jing looked up and saw Yin Hao's staring eyes, realizing how embarrassed she was. A small part of her breast had been seen by someone else, and the lace of her bra was also showing. She quickly pulled her clothes up and said to Yin Hao with a fierce look, "Don't look, you pervert." After saying that, she quickly lowered her face, which was already flushed with embarrassment.
Seeing her embarrassment, Yin Hao chuckled twice and said, "Hehe, ambition knows no age, that's a good thing." Liu Jing quickly added, "And it's a beauty mark." "Yes, yes, a beauty mark on a beautiful woman. I, Yin Hao, am so lucky. I just started my internship and the class beauty became my English class representative. I think you're the prettiest girl in your class. Even in school, I haven't found a girl prettier than you. I heard the boys call you the school beauty, is that true?" Liu Jing was overjoyed to hear Yin Hao praise her, but she still kept a straight face and said, "That's just boys talking nonsense." Yin Hao pulled Liu Jing's hand and examined it carefully, just like Liu Jing had done earlier: "These fingers are so thin and long, like ivory chopsticks. This skin is so delicate." "Ivory chopsticks, huh? You talk like you've used them." Liu Jing retorted, wanting to pull her hand back but really unwilling.
"With fingers as long as yours, have you ever practiced piano? It would be such a shame if you hadn't." "Hmph, you'll be shocked if I told you. I started practicing when I was four, and I'm already at level eight." Liu Jing said this with great confidence.
"Really? I can play too, but I only started learning in college, in a school club. I've never had a good teacher, so I've never been able to play well." Yin Hao sighed, looking sad.
Liu Jing mustered her courage and stood up, patting Yin Hao's head, saying, "How about I teach you sometime?" "Thank you so much, Teacher Liu." Yin Hao lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then said to Liu Jing, "Your class has PE tomorrow, so how about we go to the music room after class? I know Teacher Li, who teaches music, pretty well. I'll go get the key from her." Seeing that Liu Jing was still considering, Yin Hao shook her arm like a child, acting cute and charming. Liu Jing chuckled, "Alright, I'll accept." Seeing that Liu Jing agreed, Yin Hao opened the drawer and took out a box of Dove chocolates, "Teacher Liu, please accept this." Liu Jing was initially embarrassed to accept it, but since this was the first gift Yin Hao had given her, she accepted it, and the blush that had just faded from her face returned.
The next day, Liu Jing arrived at the music classroom as promised. Yin Hao was already sitting at the piano, playing Bach's "What Makes Me Happy?". Liu Jing listened for a while from outside the door, thinking that Yin Hao's piano skills had a foundation, though there were many flaws. For someone who only started learning in university, playing like this was already quite remarkable.
Yin Hao only noticed Liu Jing's arrival when he heard her clapping. He stood up and offered her his seat.
Liu Jing didn't stand on ceremony and immediately sat down to play Beethoven's "Moonlight Sonata." The melody was soothing, lingering and profound.
Yin Hao had also practiced this piece, but he couldn't recreate the calming atmosphere that Liu Jing conveyed.
Liu Jing's ten fingers danced and moved across the black and white keys, notes leaping from her fingers and reaching Yin Hao's ears.
Yin Hao gazed intently at Liu Jing's fingers, studying her fingering techniques. He felt a sense of unease, wondering if he could ever reach her level of skill. He was filled with admiration for her, and before he knew it, he was beginning to like the young woman before him.
Suddenly, Yin Hao noticed that Liu Jing was wearing a white shirt, the top few buttons undone. Looking down at her, he could see her breasts, encased in a purple bra, their deep cleavage clearly visible. The mole he had seen the previous night also came into view. Yin Hao was unsure whether he was admiring Liu Jing's slender hands as she played or at the inadvertent glimpse of her breasts. Looking at Liu Jing's expression, she seemed completely oblivious to her exposure, still immersed in her music. Occasionally, she would look up and exchange a smile with Yin Hao before lowering her head to continue playing.
"Moonlight Sonata" was about seven minutes long, and Yin Hao spent those seven pleasant minutes listening to Liu Jing's music and watching her beautiful breasts.
After Liu Jing finished playing, she pulled Yin Hao to sit down and play together. She unconsciously leaned closer to him, yet acted as if nothing was wrong. Then she gently corrected his fingering, occasionally making a playful remark, not treating him like a teacher at all. Yin Hao, with a beautiful woman guiding him and inhaling her unique fragrance, felt quite content.
Physical education class time was limited, and their happy time together ended quickly. In the days that followed, they played the piano together whenever they had free time. Yin Hao often gave Liu Jing small gifts, which made her very happy. This made Liu Jing the target of jealousy from many girls, and rumors spread like wildfire that "Liu Jing has monopolized Yin Hao." Liu Jing didn't care; instead, she felt a sense of pride. Deep down, she had already claimed Yin Hao as her own. When others teased her and Yin Hao, she couldn't help but mutter to herself: "I'm going to keep him forever, then you'll all be heartbroken."
Since Yin Hao appeared, Liu Jing was no longer as shy when she saw Chu Tianyu as before. In the past, Liu Jing had a slight crush on Chu Tianyu. If it weren't for Yin Hao's appearance, Liu Jing probably would have accepted Chu Tianyu's pursuit. Now, Liu Jing has completely ignored Chu Tianyu, greeting him casually whenever they meet, seemingly never having been interested in him. Chu Tianyu, on the other hand, still likes Liu Jing, and always seems inexplicably at a loss when he sees her—perhaps a normal reaction for young people developing feelings. Before they knew it
, the end of the month was approaching. Liu Jing and Yin Hao had been practicing the piano on and off for a month, and their relationship was no longer as simple as teacher and student. Liu Jing was certain she had fallen for Yin Hao, even wanting to marry him. For the past month, Liu Jing had dressed more elaborately than before—a woman dresses for the one she loves, after all. When with Yin Hao, she displayed her innocent and carefree girlish nature, acting coquettishly and throwing tantrums, often unexpectedly stuffing peeled lollipops into his mouth. She even frequently mentioned family matters to Yin Hao, as if he were her little sweetheart.
On Friday of the end of the month, English homework was handed out. Liu Jing opened her notebook and found a note from Yin Hao inside: "I'll be waiting for you in the music room after school." Liu Jing carefully put the note away and waited for school to end.
After school, Liu Jing rushed to the music room. Yin Hao was sitting upright at the piano as always, playing. Liu Jing sat directly next to him, watching him play intently.
"Play 'Moonlight Sonata,' the piece you played when we first came here," Yin Hao said with a smile, placing his hand on Liu Jing's shoulder.
Liu Jing sat down, moving closer to Yin Hao, and her slender hands began to play the world-famous piece. Liu Jing played very seriously. A serious girl is very attractive, especially a girl who plays the piano seriously.
The piece was quickly finished, and Yin Hao stood up and said, "I won't be able to teach you next week; my internship is over." Liu Jing suddenly remembered that Yin Hao's internship was ending, and a wave of sadness washed over her. She asked, "When are you leaving?" "My train is at six tomorrow morning." "Why didn't you tell me beforehand?" As soon as the words left her mouth, Liu Jing realized that even if she had told him beforehand, she would still have been sad. She liked Yin Hao, but she didn't know whether she should confess. She was very conflicted. After hesitating for a long time, she finally mustered up her courage.
"Yin Hao, I like you." Yin Hao saw a pair of arms reach out from behind and hug him. Two soft breasts pressed against his back, seemingly Liu Jing's breasts. Then he heard these words of confession.
Yin Hao turned around and hugged Liu Jing, gently stroking her back, and said softly, "I like you too, but what good is liking someone?" His tone gradually turned sorrowful as he spoke.
Yin Hao lifted Liu Jing's head with both hands, gazing at her sorrowful face. He gently pressed his lips to her forehead, then kissed her nose, gradually moving to her lips and capturing her upper lip.
Faced with Yin Hao's sudden kiss, Liu Jing blushed deeply, closing her eyes and responding to his affection.
Yin Hao held her lips, gently sucking, then slipped his tongue between her lips, lightly brushing against her teeth, prying them open to meet her soft, fragrant tongue, which quickly became locked together.
Liu Jing's first kiss was thus given to Yin Hao; having no kissing experience, she was completely at his mercy. They kissed passionately for a while, and Liu Jing felt breathless, her heart pounding, but the feeling was indescribable. Suddenly, Liu Jing thought about how Yin Hao might not return for a long time, and a wave of sadness washed over her; tears streamed from her almond-shaped eyes.
Yin Hao noticed Liu Jing's tears and released her lips, wiping them away with his thumbs. Liu Jing nestled into Yin Hao's arms again, wiping her tears on his collar, and gradually began to sob aloud, her arms tightening around him as if afraid he would run away.
Yin Hao cupped Liu Jing's face and kissed her deeply again, their lips rubbing together, their tongues intertwining.
Seeing that he had aroused Liu Jing's desire, Yin Hao withdrew one hand from her back, placed it on her waist, and slowly moved it up to her breasts, kneading them gently and gradually, sometimes lightly, sometimes firmly. No one else had ever touched Liu Jing's breasts except herself. Now that Yin Hao was touching them, Liu Jing didn't know what to do. She wanted to push Yin Hao's hand away but was afraid he would be angry and never speak to her again. Yet, she felt a mixture of shame and panic at being touched like this. After much deliberation, Liu Jing finally decided to submit to Yin Hao. She gave herself to him today, hoping he wouldn't betray her in the future.
Liu Jing remembered secretly watching her parents make love at home, and vaguely understood things about relationships. In her view, only lovers made love. Now, entwined with Yin Hao, she felt both happy and shy.
Liu Jing had often heard stories of girls in her class going to hotels with other girls, and how many girls weren't virgins. She felt contempt for those girls, thinking they were impure for having sex in middle school. She never imagined she would follow in their footsteps, and a wave of regret washed over her.
Yin Hao kneaded Liu Jing's newly developed breasts, then unbuttoned her shirt and slipped his hand inside her bra. He hadn't expected Liu Jing to go through so much internal struggle while he touched her.
Liu Jing's shirt had been removed, leaving only her bra on her upper body. From her neck to her shoulders, collarbone, breasts, and stomach, her skin exuded the delicate whiteness characteristic of a virgin. The purple bra encased her newly developed breasts, and the pale red finger marks left by Yin Hao were scattered across her snow-white flesh, rising and falling with Liu Jing's heavy breathing.
Looking at the beauty before him, even with her bra still on, Yin Hao's penis was already erect, painfully constricted by her tight underwear. Her angelic face was flushed, and glistening tears still lingered in her beautiful eyes, evoking pity and further fueling Yin Hao's hidden desire to conquer.
Yin Hao reached behind Liu Jing, and she only felt his fingers gently hook her back before her bra loosened and was easily removed by him.
Liu Jing's upper body was completely exposed to Yin Hao. Her pink nipples, already erect and the size of peanuts under his caresses, looked even more alluring against her snow-white flesh. Yin Hao had seen Liu Jing's breasts many times before, but had never been able to see them fully. Today, he finally got his wish.
"Perfect!" Yin Hao couldn't help but exclaim. "
This is breast." Yin Hao gently stroked Liu Jing's breasts with both hands.
"This is nipple." Yin Hao's thumb gently swirled around Liu Jing's cherry-like nipple.
Liu Jing couldn't help but chuckle at Yin Hao's teasing.
Yin Hao lowered his head and took one of Liu Jing's nipples into his mouth, gently rubbing it with his teeth before sucking hard, as if trying to draw milk from a virgin's breast. Yin Hao's other hand climbed up to Liu Jing's other breast and began to knead it, shaping Liu Jing's delicate breast into various forms. Yin Hao licked and caressed Liu Jing's breasts alternately, causing them to gradually swell and turn red, the pink nipples glistening with wet saliva.
Liu Jing closed her eyes, enjoying Yin Hao's caresses, the pleasure from her breasts spreading throughout her body. Her breathing became rapid, her chest heaving, and her breasts began to undulate.
Yin Hao's tongue moved down between Liu Jing's breasts, across her navel, and lingered on her waist. He gently unbuckled Liu Jing's belt and pulled down her jeans. Pale yellow panties were revealed before Yin Hao, dark pubic hair faintly visible through the fabric, a few playful strands even peeking out from the edge. The soft, lace-trimmed panties gently covered Liu Jing's full vulva, the outline of her labia clearly visible, with a wet slit in the center.
Liu Jing used her own hands to take over from Yin Hao's hands and tongue, caressing her breasts, kneading and teasing her cherry-like nipples with abandon, and gradually moaning.
Yin Hao impatiently removed Liu Jing's panties, revealing her soft pubic hair spread across her triangle area, her pink labia slightly parted, and her vaginal opening somewhat moist. Yin Hao laid Liu Jing flat on the table, spreading her thighs apart. Liu Jing instinctively closed her thighs again, hiding her beautiful vulva. Yin Hao had to use one hand and one leg to hold Liu Jing's beautiful legs in place.
Yin Hao extended his index finger, gently rolling it back and forth between Liu Jing's labia minora, sometimes forcefully spreading the thin lips to their maximum, sometimes kneading them with his fingertip. Each movement made Liu Jing involuntarily clench her hands and moan.
Yin Hao inserted his index and middle fingers together into Liu Jing's vagina, a moist and warm place.
Yin Hao felt the area his fingers touched becoming increasingly tight and wet; Liu Jing's nectar was already flowing down his fingers.
Yin Hao withdrew his fingers and began to tease Liu Jing's clitoris.
"Ah, don't!" the sensitive Liu Jing cried out.
Yin Hao ignored Liu Jing completely and continued to tease her. Liu Jing panted repeatedly, her fists clenching tighter and tighter, her nails almost digging into her skin.
Seeing that the foreplay was almost over, Yin Hao unbuckled his belt, pulled down his underwear, took out his already erect penis, and inserted it into Liu Jing's vagina, beginning his exploration of her paradise.
Liu Jing felt a sharp pain the moment Yin Hao penetrated her, then the pain slowly disappeared. She felt a little melancholy at the thought that she would soon no longer be a virgin, but she was also filled with boundless joy at giving her first time to the one she loved. She even fantasized about having children with Yin Hao in the future and living a happy life together.
Yin Hao slowly pushed forward, but suddenly encountered an obstacle—Liu Jing's hymen. Yin Hao withdrew and then inserted again, each time touching the hymen and then withdrawing. After several repetitions, his penis was covered with Liu Jing's vaginal fluid, and the lubrication was complete.
Yin Hao knew all too well the pain a woman experiences for the first time. Thinking, "A short, sharp pain is better than a long, drawn-out one," he took a deep breath and thrust his hips forward with sudden force.
"Ah!" Liu Jing screamed shrilly, a pained yet willing scream.
Yin Hao's penis was fully inside Liu Jing's vagina, tightly enveloped by its warmth. Yin Hao felt a surge of pleasure and began to tremble his hips, slowly increasing the speed, nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one. Liu Jing's pink labia rolled in and out with each thrust, glistening fluid mixed with her virgin blood flowing out.
Yin Hao increased the speed of his thrusts, the erotic sounds of their bodies colliding echoing in the music room. Liu Jing, experiencing this for the first time, mumbled incoherently, "So good, harder!" "You're going to break me, Yin Hao, I love you!" Yin Hao gave Liu Jing an unprecedented sense of fulfillment; her peaceful paradise was now being assaulted by a storm.
Liu Jing gripped the sides of the table with both hands, her eyes glazed with desire, her whole being filled with excitement and happiness, after all, she was making love with the one she loved. Her two delicate breasts, kneaded and kneaded by Yin Hao, were red and swirling like waves with their intercourse, the two erect nipples like red boats propelled by a raging torrent.
The virgin's vagina was tight and narrow, each thrust of Yin Hao's extremely strenuous yet indescribably pleasurable. The sweet, juicy fluid of Liu Jing's vagina nourished Yin Hao, and he sensed that Liu Jing's climax was approaching; she had already begun to tremble. Yin Hao stopped thrusting, grasped Liu Jing's breasts, and began to knead them again. He pinched Liu Jing's nipples between two fingers and slowly pulled them upwards. Liu Jing endured the pain, grimacing and trying not to cry out. When Liu Jing finally couldn't help but cry out, it meant she had reached her limit. Yin Hao released his fingers, and the nipples retracted to their original position, swaying from side to side, the dynamic beauty of the breasts revealed under Yin Hao's manipulation. Yin Hao played with her repeatedly, thoroughly enjoying himself. Liu Jing, experiencing her first time making love, felt an immense pleasure from her breasts, panting heavily.
Yin Hao thrust into Liu Jing's vagina again, increasing his speed without slowing down, penetrating her completely each time. Liu Jing initially only moaned, but gradually began to cry out "Ah ah, umm," her cries growing louder, mixed with pleas for mercy and encouragement for Yin Hao. After hundreds of thrusts, Yin Hao ejaculated inside Liu Jing, and they both reached orgasm. Yin Hao lay on top of Liu Jing, burying his head between her breasts, greedily inhaling her fragrance.
Liu Jing lay on the table, feeling as if floating on clouds, her body trembling, only recovering after a while.
Liu Jing struggled to sit up, Yin Hao still nestled in her arms. Liu Jing lifted Yin Hao's head, put one of her nipples in his mouth, and said, "Come on, drink Mommy's milk." At this moment, Liu Jing had just experienced her first orgasm, and her shyness had long since vanished. She had never known before that sex could bring so much pleasure.
Yin Hao took Liu Jing's nipple into his mouth and suckled hard. After a while, he stood up, as if he had truly drawn strength from the milk in Liu Jing's breast.
Liu Jing stared into Yin Hao's eyes, no longer shy or reserved. Biting her lip, she looked pitiful and vulnerable. Coupled with her nakedness, Yin Hao's lust was aroused again, and his previously limp penis proudly rose once more.
Yin Hao said to Liu Jing, "How about giving me oral sex?"
Liu Jing looked down at Yin Hao's penis. Good heavens, it was bigger than her father's! The purplish-red glans was shiny and glistening, with fluid secreting from the small opening in the middle. Liu Jing pouted:
"This is filthy, I won't do it."
Yin Hao's disappointment at being rejected was evident on his face. Seeing that Yin Hao seemed unhappy, Liu Jing stammered,
"Actually, I can try. Don't be angry if I don't do it well." Yin Hao hadn't had much hope for Liu Jing performing oral sex, but he hadn't expected her to care about his opinion. He was suddenly happy, touched, and secretly amused by Liu Jing's naivety. Liu Jing
knelt down in front of Yin Hao, looking at his penis again and again. This was the first time she had ever seen a man's penis. After hesitating for a long time, Liu Jing finally opened her mouth and enveloped Yin Hao's glans with her lips, while enduring the fishy smell.
"Try not to touch the glans with your teeth, rub it with the inside of your mouth," Yin Hao instructed Liu Jing, who was experiencing her first sexual encounter.
"Swallow as much as you can," Yin Hao said again, feeling the slippery warmth of Liu Jing's mouth. Pleasure quickly surged from his glans to his brain.
Since it was Liu Jing's first time, her teeth kept bumping against Yin Hao's glans. Yin Hao pulled his penis out and had Liu Jing masturbate him. Liu Jing's delicate hands, which had played countless beautiful melodies, were now masturbating Yin Hao.
While Liu Jing masturbated, Yin Hao also had her lick his glans and scrotum, instantly intensifying his pleasure. Although Liu Jing endured the fishy smell, she was busy and enjoying herself.
After a while, Yin Hao told Liu Jing to stop, holding her head still with both hands, and began thrusting his penis into her cherry lips. Yin Hao's glans almost hit Liu Jing's throat with every thrust, making her eyes roll back.
Just as he was about to ejaculate, Yin Hao quickly pulled out, turned around, and masturbated himself, managing not to ejaculate in Liu Jing's mouth.
Liu Jing had been quite aggravated by the thrusting, coughing for a while before recovering. She said to Yin Hao, "It's a good thing I didn't get it in my mouth, or I would have made you swallow it." Yin Hao held Liu Jing in his arms, remaining silent for a long time. Liu Jing also remained silent, enjoying the tranquility after her sexual climax. Suddenly, Yin Hao began kissing Liu Jing, from her forehead to her mouth, to her breasts, to her labia. Every inch of Liu Jing's skin was kissed and touched by Yin Hao, and Liu Jing did not resist at all, accepting her lover's caresses.
"Wipe yourself off." Yin Hao handed Liu Jing a tissue to clean herself, and the tissue also began to wipe his glans. The two cleaned up the semen and blood on their bodies, wiped the floor, and then got dressed.
Yin Hao put away the tissue and took Liu Jing out the door. The music classroom faced the corridor, at the end of which was the staircase. When the two reached the top of the stairs, Yin Hao looked up and saw that the security camera facing the music classroom was still lit up with a red light, and he couldn't help but frown. Liu Jing was still immersed in happiness and didn't notice this at all.
When they reached the school gate, it was already closed. Yin Hao was about to help Liu Jing climb over the gate when Liu Jing said no. She then went to the gatehouse and knocked on the window, calling out, "Uncle Qin, are you there? Open the door." After a few calls, she got a response, and Uncle Qin, the school gatekeeper, came out.
"It's so late, you haven't left yet?"
"Uncle, I'm having a tutoring session."
"Don't go home so late next time, be careful. I'll open the door right away." "Thank you, Uncle Qin. I'll be more careful next time." Uncle Qin opened the door for them, gave them many more instructions, and then said goodbye. After walking for a while, Yin Hao said, "Let's go home, your family will be worried." "Okay, I know. I'll miss you. I'll come find you after I get into university, okay?" Yin Hao smiled slightly and affectionately stroked Liu Jing's head: "Of course I'll take responsibility for you, I'll wait for you." Liu Jing was overjoyed and stood there watching Yin Hao walk away. Even after he turned the corner and disappeared from sight, she still didn't leave. The joy she had just felt was completely washed away by the impending separation. She stood there for a long time before finally going home.

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