Fantasy Series: My Older Sister's Special Fetishes 15

(I)
*Thump, thump,
thump, huff, huff...
* The girl, panting heavily, stared directly into the man's eyes and said with a seductive smile, "I'm going to attack!"
"Come on!"
The man bent down and reached out, seemingly on guard, but his eyes were fixed on the basketball in the girl's hand, his
gaze burning with greed as he looked at her chest. Following the extremely loose neckline of her jersey, he could clearly see a
not-so-deep cleavage. Because the girl's breasts were incredibly elastic and firm, as she leaned forward
, they naturally drooped side by side without appearing crowded. With the girl's slightly rapid breathing,
her two perfect hemispheres rose and fell, so alluring that the man wanted to cradle his eyes in them for a better look.
*Swish!*
The girl dribbled the basketball, making a sudden movement. The loose neckline swayed, revealing a glimpse of crimson on her snow-white mound, a fleeting
glimpse that instantly captivated the man. Taking advantage of the opportunity, the girl leaped past him, ran to
the basket, and skillfully executed a three-step layup.
Clang!
In! Score!
The girl seemed slightly smug, while the man wasn't discouraged. Just that one glance was enough to earn him credit;
whether it went in or not, he didn't care.
"Old Wang, you're no good. You can't even guard a girl. Let me handle this!"
A man wearing a blue number six jersey walked over, patted the player who had missed (number nine), and gave
him a knowing look. The other player, in turn, tacitly
handed over the task
of boxing out the girl. "Little sister, you play well, but you can't get past me with this level of skill!" Number six
said with a grin, but his eyes were roaming over the girl's long
, white . Compared to the previous number nine, this one was clearly a leg fetishist.
"Hehe, really?" The girl raised an eyebrow provocatively, a seductive smile curving her lips. She seemed
to be implying something , saying, "Uncle, don't let my agility knock you to the ground later!"
Knock you to the ground
, hehe... that suggestion seems quite tempting!
Number Six stroked his chin with a wicked grin, not even noticing the girl's malicious use of the term "uncle."
*Thud!*
The basketball landed in the girl's hands again, the scene seemingly returning to the previous one, only this time
the man facing the girl was Number Six instead of Number Nine. Perhaps even the heavens were favoring Number Nine; before the girl could even make a move,
a sudden gust of wind arose, whistling softly, enough to make the girl's obviously oversized jersey
sway . Along the swaying neckline, two pink, tender nipples were faintly visible, successfully
diverting Number Six's leg-obsessed gaze from his thighs.
"Don't fall!"
the girl seemingly kindly reminded him, before beginning her direct assault. This time, the girl's movements were far more
complex , shifting left and right, fast and slow, her oversized white jersey fluttering in the wind like
a beautiful butterfly.
Her perfectly rounded breasts, with their two erect and alluring nipples, would make even a leg fetishist's heart sway and
their mind wander.
Suddenly, the girl made a feint, and due to the speed, her breasts bounced.
Half intentionally, half deliberately, the number six man stumbled and fell backward,
his head landing awkwardly at the girl's feet.
A flash of pink!
The number six man's eyes widened in shock. What he saw
was... the girl wasn't wearing a bra under her jersey, not even underwear. Her slender yet shapely legs
, encased in loose shorts, looked quite elegant. Especially during the moment she jumped to shoot,
the sixth man's gaze followed the gap between the girl's thighs and shorts, directly revealing her vulva—a delicate, pinkish-red
vulva, as thin as a line.
Clang!
The ball went in again, and the girl scored once more.
"Hehe, uncle, I told you not to fall, how come you're still so careless?" The girl
stood beside the sixth man with a half-smile. Whether intentionally or not, her angle allowed the sixth man to once again
peer directly into her forbidden area through the gap in her shorts.
Glistening, was it sweat, or...?
"Alright, sixth, what are you still lazing on the ground for? We're not playing anymore."
The eleventh player on the opposing team was clearly impatient, coming over to seemingly help the sixth man up,
but his eyes never left the girl's body. Her charming, alluring face,
her swan-like neck glistening with sweat, her snow-white limbs—up close, one could even smell the refreshing
fragrance emanating from her.
"Okay, got it!"
Number Six reluctantly got up. Although he didn't want to get up, he knew that if he
did, he would not only incur the wrath of everyone, but also ruin a perfectly good game.
"Hehe, beautiful, it's my turn to guard you again this time, be careful!" Number Eleven's tone
was quite frivolous, and his face was covered in pimples, making him look like a toad, which was repulsive. The girl felt the same way.
The other guys playing basketball this time, although not particularly handsome, all tacitly maintained
a bottom line: they only used their eyes to grope her. But this Number Eleven, in addition to looking at her, would also touch her
inappropriately, always using the excuse of close defense to touch her here and rub against her there, which was very unpleasant
.
However, although the girl didn't like this guy, and even felt a little disgusted, what could she do when the few stinky men were so tacitly coordinated
, taking turns to guard her? In fact, the basketball game had been going on for over half an hour, and the
men had basically seen all of her breasts, thighs, and even her vulva.
It was about time to end it!
After all, a girl's stamina was far inferior to that of a grown man, and half an hour of exposure had been stimulating enough
. So the girl decided to stop playing and, suppressing her disgust for the eleventh man, said, "Okay,
one last ball, then I'll leave!"
"Hey, why are you leaving? Play a little longer!"
Seeing the girl about to leave, the men who had just had their fill of eye candy quickly urged her to leave. However, since the girl
had made up her mind, she wouldn't change it unless something unexpected happened, so she shook her head and chuckled, "We girls can't match
the stamina of you stinky men."
"I've been playing for half an hour, my thighs are sore!"
the girl said, pretending to rub her thighs. However, it was more like she was rubbing her pants
than her thighs. Her small, white hands slid up and down her thighs, causing her loose, baggy shorts
to slide up and down with them. Instantly, glimpses of her smooth, fair, and delicate legs were revealed, making
the men playing the game swallow hard.
"Hey, last ball, are you guys going to play or not? If not, I'm leaving!"
Seemingly unaware of her actions being excessive, the girl complained coquettishly, while her hands became increasingly outrageous,
almost revealing her thighs.
"Ah... play, play, how can we not play?"
As the main defender for the last ball, number eleven wasn't about to let the opportunity slip away, and quickly called for
everyone to start the game again.
Perhaps it was out of dislike for the number eleven guy, but this
time , she just passed the ball as soon as she received it, showing no desire to attack. Since she wasn't attacking,
the number eleven guy couldn't use his close marking tactics, which frustrated him greatly.
After three or five passes, everyone understood the girl's intention; in fact, the others
were equally dissatisfied with number eleven. Firstly, it might be out of jealousy for his willingness to shoot. Secondly, they
also harbored some resentment; if number eleven hadn't been so reckless, this once-in-a-lifetime beauty might have been able
to play longer.
However, the number eleven guy had a thuggish appearance, and no one wanted to offend him unnecessarily, so
the other hesitated for a long time without shooting. Only when number eleven gave them an impatient look
did the two reluctantly pass the ball to the girl again.
This time, the girl passed the ball as usual after receiving it. But number 11 knew this was the last ball,
and he couldn't keep passing it around like this. So, gritting his teeth, he decided to create an opportunity himself if there wasn't one.
So, just as the girl was about to throw the ball, number 11 made an exaggerated diving motion. But in reality, he wasn't diving
for the ball at all; he was aiming for the girl herself.
*Thud!*
The basketball hit the ground and no one went to catch it, because everyone's attention was drawn to number 11's right hand.
At this moment , number 11's right hand was grabbing the girl's breast through her jersey. The girl's breasts weren't large,
around a C-cup, but they were quite elastic, perky, full, and smooth. Holding them felt like holding a jelly;
they felt so good.
"Does it feel good?" the girl asked strangely, her eyes holding a strange light.
"Great!" Number 11, immersed in the wonderful feeling, blurted out a word without thinking,
his face displaying a very lewd expression, looking extremely vulgar.
"That's good!"
The girl nodded, like a student secretly checking their teacher's exam results, and breathed a sigh of relief.
Actually, when Number Eleven made his move, the girl knew where his target
was instead of dodging, she let him grab her breasts directly. She even tolerated him
playing with and kneading them through her jersey for a few moments before suddenly raising her hand and slapping him hard across the face, followed by a groin kick
that turned Number Eleven's face purple.
The girl's movements were extremely fluid and seamless, as if she had rehearsed them a thousand
times , creating a strange and beautiful contrast. "So satisfying!"
It happened so suddenly that no one expected the alluring girl to turn so ruthless.
After all, in everyone's eyes, this girl was beautiful, but since she dared to come over without a bra or underwear and flirt with a group of strange men
while playing ball, even intentionally or unintentionally enticing them to see her
body, it could be said that this girl was a complete slut.
"Alright, the ball game is over, I should go."
"Bye-bye, you perverted uncles!"
The "perverted uncles" made the remaining men's faces turn somewhat awkward. Judging from the girl's appearance, she was only
sixteen or seventeen, while the oldest among the people present was only twenty-five or twenty-six, and even the youngest was only seventeen or eighteen. How could they not feel a pang of sympathy when
the girl called them perverted uncles?
"Damn it, you dead slut, you stop right there!"
The girl hadn't even taken a few steps when number eleven over there had already hunched over and started cursing.
Dead slut
, hehe, that title sounds so exciting!
However, the girl's face remained frosty as she glared at him coldly. "What, you think you can keep me here?"
"Go to hell, you bitch, you think you can just leave after hitting me? Not so easy!" The throbbing
pain in his lower body added a touch of savagery to the lewdness in Number Eleven's eyes. His expression seemed to suggest he wanted nothing more than to
pounce on the girl and brutally fuck and torment her.
"Hehe, then tell me, what do you want from me?" The
frostiness . She licked her lips with a flirtatious flick of her tongue, giving off a sinister vibe.
"Hehe, leaving is easy too. Serve me well... serve us brothers once, and I'll let you
go , how about it?" Number Eleven wasn't stupid. With a single sentence, he pulled the men around him into his camp.
After all, without them, it would be impossible to get things done on the basketball court in public
.
Sure enough, the men who had just been eager to play the hero and save the damsel in distress
immediately suppressed their thoughts after hearing what Number Eleven said, and decided to wait tacitly for things to unfold.
"Giggle giggle..." The girl covered her lips with her small, white hand and giggled, her big, watery eyes blinking seductively
. "So, brother, you want to rape me, and in broad daylight
on the basketball court..."
How exciting!
Just thinking about it made her pussy a little wet.
"Wrong!" Seeing that the girl didn't refuse and instead became even more seductive, a man wearing a number 28 jersey
and glasses couldn't help but step forward and lewdly said, "It's not rape, it's gang rape!"
"Oh my god, you're going to gang rape me, how exciting! Is it true?"
Hearing such a crude confession, the girl was already aroused. Her hand had unconsciously reached for her breasts, and
she pinched one of the protruding points hard with two fingers. Her beautiful face was flushed, and her breathing became...
There was a sense of urgency.
"Hehe, of course!"
The girl's expression was so alluring, how could the other men not be tempted? Besides, this
girl was a complete slut; her expression, her eyes, were so wanton! Even if they gang-raped her, she
would only excitedly cooperate!
With this thought in mind, the basketball buddies who had only known each other for half an hour tacitly stepped forward and surrounded the girl.
This was a small park basketball court in the old city redevelopment area. Before the redevelopment, it might have been quite
lively , but now, with the redevelopment intensifying, there weren't many people here in the late afternoon. But
it was still broad daylight, in a public place, and if they were to gang-rape her, there was a real risk of being discovered.
However, the girl was just too tempting—that alluring expression, those captivating eyes, those fair thighs, those
perky breasts, and those bright red nipples and pubic hair.
Profit always tempts the heart, so the men were still willing to take the risk and taste
this beautiful girl. Moreover, in everyone's mind at this moment, this girl was a complete slut. Even if
she were discovered, it wouldn't be considered gang rape; at most, she'd be charged with group sex and debauchery, ending up in
jail with some money.
However, just as everyone was about to take action, the girl's lewd expression vanished, replaced by a cold
smile . She put her hand to her mouth and whistled loudly.
Whoosh, whoosh...
In just a dozen seconds, a group of tattooed men appeared out of nowhere, carrying long knives and short sticks,
and surrounded the several lustful men.
"Boss!" The leader, a burly man in his thirties, stepped forward and bowed
respectfully .
"Ah, I'm exhausted!" Stretching, the girl's two prominent nipples became even more pronounced, and even in
this situation, the surrounding men couldn't help but swallow hard. The girl didn't care, letting the
fiery gazes sweep over her beautiful legs and breasts, a hint of smugness rising in her heart.
Moreover, from an angle unseen by the crowd, she could already feel her vagina starting to wet.
Honestly, knowing she was a slut, they still used such crude language to stimulate her; it felt
so empty and uncomfortable!
No, she needed to hurry home, take a shower, and masturbate a bit.
Thinking of this, the girl said, "Big Biaozi, you were quick this time. If it had been a few minutes later,
I'm afraid I would have been gang-raped!"
"What? How dare they treat Big Sister like this? I'll have to..."
"Alright, alright, handle it yourself!" With a wave of her hand, she interrupted Big Biaozi's statement. The girl
looked up at the sky and felt even more eager to go home. "It's almost time, I should go!
Call me if you need anything."
"Big Sister, wait a minute!"
Big Biaozi called out to the girl and turned to signal to his henchmen. A
group men who had just been thinking about how to gang rape the girl to a secluded corner of the park. Big Biaozi stood
in front of the girl, scratching his head and smiling awkwardly.
"Alright, sir, what is it now?"
"Um, um... I have a little brother who got drunk at a food stall in the snack street last night and caused some trouble. He was
taken to the police station, and I don't know..."
"Okay, I understand!" The girl glanced around, then shuffled to a patch of grass by the basketball court . After rummaging through it a few times, she pulled out a pink bag. Clearly, she had left the bag there
before playing basketball . Opening the bag, she took out a small, exquisite cell phone and dialed a number. "Hello, Dad, it's me." "Xiao Meng, what's up? Why are you calling your dad at this hour?" A deep, authoritative middle-aged voice came from the other end of the line. "Dad, Xiao Meng needs your help, please!" the girl, who called herself Xiao Meng, said coquettishly. "Alright, alright, tell me, what does my darling need from her dad this time?" the middle-aged man asked affectionately . "Actually, it's nothing much. It's just that my classmate's older brother got drunk at the food street last night and caused a little trouble..." "Oh, Xiaomeng wants Dad to help your classmate's older brother, right?" "Yes, yes... Dad, you have to promise! He already promised someone else, Dad, don't make Xiaomeng give up on him!" "…………" The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment before vaguely saying, "I'll call and ask for you later!" "Oh, what? Dad, how can you do this? You can't just ask, you have to help! He already promised someone else!" The girl pouted, drawing out her words in a coquettish tone. "You..." Li Min on the other end of the phone really couldn't do anything with his daughter. She didn't even consider that her father, as the Deputy Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee and Secretary of the Political and Legal Affairs Commission, also held the title of Director of the Public Security Bureau . If he made a phone call and asked a question, wouldn't his subordinates understand what he meant? But clearly, the subtle expressions used in officialdom were still somewhat difficult for young Li Meng to grasp . In fact, Li Min was aware of this too, but having spent so long in officialdom, his way of speaking had become ingrained , and he could n't change it even if he knew that the person he was talking to was his daughter, who knew nothing, rather than a shrewd and capable subordinate. So, Li Min could only smile and ask, "What's your classmate's brother's name?" "Come here!" Li Meng winked at Da Biaozi, covering the phone's mouthpiece with one hand, and whispered, "What's your little brother's name?" "Wang Youcai." Knowing the name, the girl waved for Da Biaozi to step back before picking up the phone again, saying, "Dad, I just asked, my classmate's brother's name is Wang Youcai." "Okay, I understand. If it's not a big deal, have his family pick him up tonight!" "Yay, Dad's the best! Thank you, Dad, thank you, Dad..." Li Meng excitedly puckered her lips and kissed the phone, then hung up. Turning around, her excitement had faded, and she said calmly, "Alright, go to the city police station tonight to pick him up!" "Thanks, boss!" "Okay, if there's nothing else, I'm leaving!"

After a phone call with her father, Li Meng's earlier desires subsided considerably. Saying goodbye to Da Biaozi,
she headed home through the winding alleyways.
This was the old town area; due to redevelopment, most families had moved to new homes, leaving
few residents in the old town, making the alleyways exceptionally quiet. As Li Meng approached a large tree, she unexpectedly
discovered two boys, around six or seven years old, playing marbles under its shade.
The tree was just outside a house's wall, at the end of a secluded corner of the alley. The alley
was short, and the surrounding houses were all closed; it was unclear whether anyone still lived there. This scene was quite common
, but for some reason, Li Meng suddenly turned and entered the alley, coming to the tree
to watch the two children happily playing marbles.
Li Meng herself didn't know why she had suddenly walked over, but after watching for a while, she felt bored. After
all, it was just two little kids playing marbles, which naturally didn't hold any interest for her. However, just as she was about to
turn away, one of the children's marbles unexpectedly hit her feet.
So, Li Meng instinctively squatted down and picked up the marble.
"Big sister, can you give the marble back to Xiao Zhuzi?" Six-year-old Xiao Zhuzi looked at Li Meng timidly,
stretching out his dirty little hand to ask her for it. "Tell sister, is your name Xiao Zhuzi?" Li Meng didn't rush
to return the marble to him, but asked with interest.
"Yes!" Xiao Zhuzi nodded honestly.
Xiao Zhuzi was clearly a nickname given by country folk, and indeed, he did have a chubby, somewhat
simple-minded appearance. Li Meng suddenly smiled mysteriously, handing the marbles to the boy while softly saying, "Sister also has marbles,
I'll give them to Xiao Zhuzi to play with, okay?"
"Okay, okay..." Children are naturally happy to hear that someone is giving them marbles.
"Me too, me too..." Another child ran over at this moment, looking at
Li Meng , "Big sister, Xiao Shitou wants marbles too."
"Okay, sister will give them all."
Li Meng reached out, but instead of taking marbles from her pocket, she directly grabbed the bottom of her jersey, lifted it up to
her neck , and held it between her chin. In this way, Li Meng's two snow-white breasts were nakedly
displayed in front of Xiao Zhuzi and Xiao Shitou.
"Big sister, are you hot?"
The two children looked at her in confusion, obviously not understanding why the big sister in front of them
would lift up her clothes for no reason. The children were too young to understand the allure of a woman's breasts, so being
stared at by the two little ones' innocent gazes made Li Meng suddenly feel incredibly shy, a feeling even more intense than when she had been spied on by those lewd
men .
"Little Pillar, Little Stone, didn't you want marbles?"
"Look, I have two more marbles here!"
"I'll give them to you to play with, okay?"
Li Meng wasn't pointing to marbles at all; she was clearly pointing to her own erect
nipples .
The peanut-sized nipples bulged, radiating an alluring sheen. If other men saw them, they might
easily lose control and rush over to lick them. Unfortunately, the two little ones didn't have that impulse; they simply
reached out their little hands, puzzled, and grabbed Li Meng's nipples.
But after just one tug, the two little ones let go. "Sister's lying, sister's lying!"
"That's not a marble, marbles aren't soft."
"It's still there, we can't take it off."
Don't let Li Meng's reputation as a complete little slut fool you; at seventeen, although she enjoys seeking and experiencing
thrills 's still a 100% virgin. While her breasts and vagina have been ogled by many men
, no one has ever had the chance to have their nipples touched naked. Of course, being touched through clothing
doesn't count .
Children's hands are dirty and not as strong or heavy as adults', but the stimulation they provide to Li Meng is
intense . Just one tug, and Li Meng felt her vagina start to flow again. Seeing the two little
ones about to let go and leave, Li Meng panicked and, abandoning all pretense of modesty, grabbed one in each hand, pulling their two dirty little
hands back to her nipples. She licked her lips seductively and said, "These really are marbles,
even more fun than the ones you have."
"Use more force, more force, you can definitely pull them off!"
If Li Meng's expression were meant for a man, he wouldn't even need to say it; he would already be gripping
her nipples tightly. But the two little ones were skeptical, pinching her nipples and
trying to pull them off forcefully.
"Ah..."
"Look, they're getting longer! Give it a little more force, and they'll come off!"
Li Meng's nipples were stretched by the two little ones, a mixture of pleasure and pain causing
her to cry out. She then felt her vagina become wet; it had started to flow.
And you know what? A young girl's breasts are undeniably alluring. Although the two little ones weren't
old enough to grasp the mysteries of a woman's breasts, pulling on the rubbery, elastic nipples gave them
a thrill, like finding a novel toy.
So, the two little ones kept pulling and tugging, and soon they had both hands on them, kneading, pulling,
scratching, and slapping, giggling as they played with Li Meng's entire breasts.
Ah!!
Li Meng never expected that the first people to taste her breasts would be two six-year-olds.
Although the two little ones were playing with them like toys, it was undeniable that
the pleasure they brought Li Meng was extraordinary.
"Ah, you two little things, you're pinching me so nicely!"
"Harder, keep going... harder..."
Enjoying herself, Li Meng unknowingly sat down on the ground, one hand supporting herself on the ground, the other
rubbing her vulva through her shorts. It wasn't that she didn't want to rub inside, but she was worried that
her hands, still covered in dust and bacteria from playing basketball,
might contract some disease from her tender, pink virgin vagina just for a moment of pleasure. So, Li Meng could only rub in a half-hearted, ineffective way.
Fortunately, her basketball jersey and shorts were high-quality, so
they didn't pose too much of a hindrance.
*Smack!*
Little Zhu slapped Li Meng's breast, making a crisp sound, and his eyes lit up.
The feeling of slapping was a bit like bouncing a ball. No, it was even better than bouncing a ball. So,
the little guy quickly waved his hands, slapping Li Meng's breast repeatedly, while Little Shi Tou beside him
imitated him, slapping along.
"Ah...ah..."
"So good...you two little devils, you're making me feel so good!"
"Harder, harder..."
Encouraged by Li Meng, the two little guys slapped as if in a competition,
as if seeing who could slap faster and louder. Soon, both little ones were flushed and panting.
Li Meng, the person involved, was even more miserable. She felt her arms go limp, losing
all strength to support herself, and collapsed to the ground with a thud. Her legs were curled up, her hands tightly clenched, and a few mischievous fingers were
frantically digging into her breasts.
Ah!!!
Such a lewd scene—who would have thought that the people involved were just a seventeen-year-old girl and two six-year-old
boys?
Li Meng felt she was about to climax, but the two little ones were getting tired of patting her, their touch lightening, and
their pace slowing down. This feeling was like a lustful woman encountering a man with premature ejaculation—absolutely frustrating and maddening. So,
Li Meng pulled down Xiao Zhu's trouser leg and pointed, "Kick the ball, kick the ball with your feet..."
Instantly, Xiao Zhu and Xiao Shitou had a new game: they raised their feet and kicked hard at Li Meng's breasts
.
Ah!
Li Meng had somewhat underestimated the children's strength. Although children are indeed not as strong as adults, when
they vent their anger with their feet, a well-placed kick can still hurt quite a bit.
"Take off your shoes, take off your shoes..."
The plastic sandals scraped against her delicate breasts, causing a slight pain. Li Meng dared not let the two little ones continue
kicking in sandals. A woman's breasts are very delicate. Even if they swelled up, it was just for her enjoyment. But if the plastic
scraped her skin, got dirty, and left scars, that was something Li Meng didn't want.
Fortunately, the two little ones were quite understanding and took off their sandals, kicking barefoot.
Today, Lady Luck was truly on their side. You see, Li Meng's breasts were
the cream . Smooth and elastic, they were ten or even a hundred times better than any ball in the world. And having
such breasts as balls was a privilege not everyone could enjoy. And no matter how much she kicked
, she wouldn't fly away, and no matter how much she kicked, her feet wouldn't get hurt.
Mmm... ah... ah... so comfortable... harder!
Although her vagina felt really empty, the comfort from her breasts made up for it somewhat. Li Meng
felt all the pleasure nerves in her body concentrated on her breasts, and in an instant, her originally snow-white upper body
was covered in a blush. If any man saw her in such a lewd state, he would definitely be driven mad
and rape her brutally.
*Slap slap...*
Four little feet took turns lifting her. Because they were barefoot on the ground, Xiao Zhuzi and Xiao Shitou's feet
were already very dirty. Combined with the intense exercise, like playing soccer, they were sweaty and sticky. Soon, Li Meng's breasts
were covered with dirty footprints.
*Ah... ah... ooh... so good... harder, fuck me to death!*
Two high, firm breasts swayed with the kicking of her little feet, occasionally being
crushed under the feet of the two little ones, turning into soft, fleshy pancakes.
Suddenly, Li Meng's nipple was pinched by Xiao Zhu's toes, pulled hard.
Ah!!!
Screaming, Li Meng's pleasure finally reached its peak.
"I'm going to die!"
Her ten toes were tightly hooked inside her sneakers, her two long, shapely thighs were tightly intertwined, and her fingers
were pinching her erect clitoris hard through her underwear.
Ah!!
She felt a surge of heat gushing down her lower abdomen.
Li Meng's body suddenly arched, almost knocking the two unprepared little ones to the ground. Then, like a lark struck by an arrow,
Li Meng collapsed with a thud, her limbs weak, but she had orgasmed.
"Oh, big sister, you're shameless, you've wet your pants...
"
Little Stone shouted, pointing at Li Meng's panties, which were soaked with her orgasmic fluid, as if he had discovered
some earth-shattering secret.
"Pah, you wretched brat..."
Li Meng cursed inwardly, but she lay there lazily without arguing. Explaining
the difference between a woman's orgasm and urination to two six-year-old boys? Was she
kidding? She'd rather continue lying on the ground and enjoy the afterglow of her orgasm.
"Big sister, shameless, wet your pants, shameless..."
As they shouted, the two little guys exchanged a glance and turned to run towards the base of a large tree.
Li Meng, still enjoying the afterglow of her orgasm, became curious and, after gathering some strength, rolled over and got up
.
"What a brat!"
Looking down at her slightly swollen breasts, covered in gaudy sweat stains and footprints, a strange smell wafted over her
—a mixture of a child's sweat and foot odor, making her feel nauseous. Seeing this, Li Meng quickly put down
her jersey ; with her own fragrant jersey as a barrier, the odor dissipated considerably.
Then, Li Meng walked towards the two little ones under the tree roots.
A gust of wind blew, and her lower body felt chilly. Li Meng then realized that this orgasm had produced many times more
vaginal , soaking half of her oversized basketball shorts.
How embarrassing!
With a seductive smile, Li Meng ignored her lower body; in the height of summer, thin fabric like a jersey
gets wet quickly and dries quickly too.
Just as Li Meng reached the two little ones, she was unexpectedly shooed away by them.
"Big sister, go away!"
"Tch, what precocious brats! They even know how to be shy about peeing!"
But then she thought, these two brats had just fondled her breasts and brought her to orgasm. Could it
be that she had prematurely matured them? If so, she wondered if the two little ones
would
Perhaps she should give them more memories to cherish for a lifetime.
Recalling the numerous pornographic films she'd watched at home, Li Meng suddenly felt a surge of excitement. What if she gave those
two little ones a handjob or oral sex right now? Would they ejaculate?
Obviously, this idea was too far-fetched. But perhaps giving them oral sex would really make
those two handsome young men remember her for a lifetime.
Maybe, from puberty to death, her image, her breasts, would appear in their
dreams , making her their goddess of fantasy.
With a wicked grin, Li Meng decided to try it.
Suddenly, a creaking sound came from a closed door, and a vulgar old woman called out
, "Little Pillar, Little Stone, come back for dinner!"
Hmm, well, it seems her virginity oral sex is off the table.
Poor little ones, I hope you won't forget today's scene in the future, and remember me!

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