Fang Yehan, the purest live streamer

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"Bang!" She was pushed against the wall.

"Slap!" She was slapped.

Her large, tear-filled eyes looked at the group surrounding her with a mixture of fear, innocence, and a desperate plea for mercy.

"Please, I really... really... won't say anything... won't do anything... please..." she whispered, her voice trembling with fear.
"Hmph! Someone like you should just stay mute and be admired by men," the tall girl standing in front of her said, pointing at her.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah!" her henchman chimed in.
"Please... I'll walk away... I won't look at anything... I'll forget... please... just let me go," she stammered, her whole body trembling with fear.
The tall girl grabbed the chin of the girl being surrounded, lifted her chin, and gently patted her cheek, which was red and burning from the slap, with her other hand: "I know you won't say or do anything, after all, I know you're a smart person, and I believe you know what the consequences of betraying me are, Fang Yehan.
" "I absolutely won't," Fang Yehan cried, a single tear streaming down her face, heartbreakingly.
"Oh... our class's little beauty is crying again... what should we do? If the other boys see her later, she'll definitely be surrounded and fawned over. Fang Yehan, be good, don't cry! Don't cry!"
As she spoke, the big girl wiped away Fang Yehan's tears with her thumb, but with unusual force, almost like pressing down. Fang Yehan wanted to scream in pain, but she knew that if she screamed now, the consequences would be unimaginable. She gritted her teeth and endured the pain.
"So sweet! Look at her, everyone, such a good girl, she doesn't cry at all! No wonder she's so lovable!" The big girl turned to the others and said with a smile.
"So sweet! So good!"

Enduring the seemingly endless mockery, Fang Yeh-han could only remain expressionless. Women are jealous, a fact that has existed since ancient times. She never imagined that she would be the one being envied in her life, and that it had started since elementary school. Fang Yeh-han couldn't imagine the future, nor did she dare to imagine it.
"Remember, so many people heard every word you said, Fang Yeh-han," the big girl said.
"I swear, I will never say it," Fang Yeh-han said.
The hand on her chin was finally removed, leaving Fang Yehan feeling a throbbing pain. The burly girl patted Fang Yehan's shoulder,
saying, "Good girl, be good!" Then she turned and led the group away, "Let's go!"
As the group left, Fang Yehan finally breathed a sigh of relief, only to hear the burly girl's sarcastic remarks, seemingly intentionally meant for her to hear: "Someone as useless as him will probably end up marrying some rich, clumsy guy someday. He can't do anything, all he does is sell his body! He'll never amount to anything!"

Fang Yehan leaned against the wall, slid down to the floor, hugged her bent knees, and buried her face between them. She wasn't sobbing because of the abuse, but because she had tried so hard to shed the "pretty face" image, yet she still heard such words. Although she knew she shouldn't listen to that kind of person, tears still welled up uncontrollably. Opening

her eyes, she saw a room. The soft, warm light from beside the bed bathed the dark room in a gentle glow.
The air conditioning was cool, and Fang Yehan felt a chill. She then remembered she was sitting naked on the bed, grabbed the blanket, and wrapped it around herself, both to keep warm and to try and escape the nightmare. Even if she couldn't escape it, at least she was strong for the moment.
The mattress creaked. Fang Yehan turned to look at the middle-aged man who had turned to his side, propping his head up with his hand. She said apologetically, "Teacher, I'm sorry, I woke you up."
"It's alright. Your dream is still haunting you, isn't it?"
"Yes," Fang Yehan nodded.
"Don't worry, you'll soon be successful. Those words will eventually become just a string of hurtful words in your memory. Don't worry, get some rest; you have an audition tomorrow."
"Thank you, teacher." After saying this, Fang Yehan bent down, kissed the middle-aged man on the lips, and then lay down.

As Fang Yehan entered university, she quickly became a popular figure. Her exceptional beauty made her the center of attention wherever she went, but she didn't want to become like that. The price she paid in her childhood was too high and too deep for her.
Soon, after a semester, Fang Yehan accepted her first confession of love—from a classmate. This immediately became the talk of the campus.
However, for Fang Yehan, the shadow lingered in her heart. As time went on, she became increasingly concerned about how others looked at her and her boyfriend, sometimes even to the point of fear.
"Are you okay?" her boyfriend asked with concern.
"I'm fine," Fang Yehan replied.
"You don't look well at all. I noticed you spaced out several times during class."
"Maybe I just stayed up too late watching dramas last night and wanted to sleep."
"Oh, is that so? If you're too tired, don't come to class. It's all the same anyway," her boyfriend said with a smile, gently stroking Fang Yehan's hair.

On their 100th day of dating, her boyfriend meticulously planned a celebration party, deeply moving Fang Yehan. Seeing this, her boyfriend felt even more confident about their plans for the night.
After a blissful and delicious dinner, her boyfriend, with his arm around Fang Yehan's slender waist, led her back to her place. Fang Yehan pulled him inside, and the two chatted happily, watched a movie, and before they knew it, time had flown by, and the night had deepened.
The room was filled with an intoxicating fragrance, and soft, warm light bathed the room. Fang Yehan nestled in her boyfriend's arms, his hand resting on her waist, his fingers fidgeting restlessly. Fang Yehan thought to herself that she was his woman after all, and besides, tonight deserved a reward, so she let his fingers continue their caresses.
Perhaps that's just how men are; once they find a woman neither refusing nor rejecting them, they want to take it to the next level. His hand, which had been resting on her waist, slid down to her snow-white thigh exposed by her shorts. Fang Yehan shifted slightly, but her boyfriend didn't seem to notice, thinking it was just a fleeting sensation that startled her.

His hand roamed over her smooth thigh. Although Fang Yehan felt somewhat uncomfortable, she also felt it wasn't worth ruining everything for the rest of the night just for this. She curled up, letting her boyfriend's hand stop naturally.
Her boyfriend brought his nose close to Fang Yehan's hair. The alluring fragrance of her hair made him feel dizzy, and he couldn't help but move closer and closer. Fang Yehan finally couldn't resist anymore. She let out a soft cry and gently pushed her boyfriend away, who was almost pressing his entire body against hers. She still said in a gentle and sweet voice, "What are you doing? Don't do this!"

Men are men after all. After watching too many pornographic films, sometimes when they are in the midst of it, they can't tell whether the so-called "no" is real or fake. When Fang Yehan's boyfriend heard her delicate refusal, the lust that had been building up in his mind exploded in an instant. He flipped over, and the two of them, who were side by side, were now facing each other. Fang Yehan was a little shocked, but before she could turn around, her red lips were kissed by two thirsty lips.
Women, after all, have their moments of weakness. Faced with such a forceful kiss, Fang Yehan unconsciously accepted it. Seeing that a forceful kiss was acceptable, her boyfriend figured the possibilities were much greater. His hands, which had been restless all night, became even more brazen, slipping between Fang Yehan's legs. His right hand touched her private parts, and in that instant, Fang Yehan trembled violently. Even though she had been slightly addicted to the pleasure of masturbation, nothing had ever been as stimulating as being touched by a man.

Her boyfriend's right hand continued its assault on her private parts through her underwear and shorts. Perhaps the electric shock of that moment temporarily disrupted Fang Yehan's rationality. He quickly outlined her vulva, his fingers rubbing back and forth along the edge of her labia
. Fang Yehan felt increasingly uneasy; her breathing became more rapid, and their kiss became unexpectedly passionate.
"Ugh..." A groan escaped Fang Yehan's lips. Her boyfriend's hands were no longer just teasing the outside; they moved inward, first pressing on her labia, then attacking the tight opening between them, his fingers poking inside. Even through two layers of clothing, the stimulation was intense, and Fang Yehan's whole body convulsed. Realizing things had gotten out of control, her boyfriend increased his weight on her, while his hands on her vagina continued to stimulate her as she experienced unprecedented... Stimulated by the pressure, her erect clitoris launched an attack, pressing rapidly, causing Fang Yehan to moan incessantly despite her mouth being sealed: "Ugh...ugh...um...um...hum..."
Her boyfriend, aroused by these cries, became even more primal, no longer willing to be reserved, and finally reached for his waistband. Just as he was about to slip his hand inside, Fang Yehan grabbed his hand, her eyes widening, and forcefully pushed him away with her other hand. Her boyfriend was surprised, while Fang Yehan lowered her head: "I'm sorry, I wasn't ready."
"Han, I..."
"That's enough for tonight. Thank you for everything you've done for us tonight."
With that, Fang Yehan tidied herself up slightly and turned to leave. Her boyfriend left, utterly dejected, his heart overflowing with love for Fang Yehan fading into the distance.

From that day on, Fang Yehan's love life was declared dead. Sure enough, not long after, Fang Yehan became single again. Although as soon as she became single again, she once again became the only target in the eyes of all men, the wound in Fang Yehan's heart was too deep. She was once again trapped in the shadow of her childhood, unable to climb out.

"Teacher, can I discuss the topic with you?" Fang Yehan buried herself in her studies.
"Sure, but I have a class with another department later. Otherwise, meet me in my research room at 5:30." Since Fang Yehan entered university, his tutor had been very caring towards him.
"Okay, I understand."

At 5:15, Fang Yehan arrived early at her class tutor's research room, which could be said to be on the frontier of the entire school. For the past three years of university, Fang Yehan had actually been quite puzzled. Her class tutor was considered a famous teacher in this school. After all, many popular anchors who were now at the forefront of the industry had come from his class. He shouldn't be in a place like this.
She knocked on the door, but naturally there was no response. Fang Yeh-han then entered the research room. The furnishings were very simple: a table, a computer chair, a five-seater sofa, a small coffee table, a bamboo and rattan recliner, a bookcase filled with books, photos, and certificates, and a north-facing window.
Fang Yeh-han was initially sitting on the sofa, but a minute or two later, the computer on the table suddenly beeped, startling her. This startled her, but also piqued her curiosity. She walked to the computer, and upon seeing the screen, she froze, her pale cheeks instantly turning bright red.

"Ugh...ugh...oh my god...ah...ugh...it feels so good...Zhihan's pussy...ugh...it feels so good...ahhh...ugh..."
"Ohhh...I'm going to climax again...ugh...um...I can't take it anymore...Teacher...Teacher, harder...ugh...I'm going to fuck Xiaohan to death..."
On screen, Chen Zhihan, now an anchor for ETTV News, was seen undressing and straddling her homeroom teacher's lap, her arms wrapped around his neck. The teacher was also naked, sitting on a chair, holding Chen Zhihan's buttocks, thrusting his hips upwards repeatedly. With each thrust, the petite Chen Zhihan felt as if she were about to fly away. This happened several times, and Fang Yehan saw a huge penis that was sticking out and thrusting hard into Chen Zhihan's vagina as she fell down.

"Oh...it feels so good...Zhihan loves Teacher so much...ah...a little more...uh...Zhihan wants more...uh...uh...ah..."
"Little Zhihan, you want me that much?"
"I want it so badly...no, no...ah...it feels so good...I can't stop...uh...I can't hold back...mmm...mmm..."
"Your waist is moving on its own, it seems you're really well prepared."
"Oh...oh...it's all thanks to Teacher's teaching...Zhihan wants it...ah...fuck me to death...Teacher...fuck me to death...please...oh...oh oh oh oh..."
"Then I'll grant your wish!" The
homeroom teacher in the video said, abruptly standing up and placing Chen Zhihan on the table. Chen Zhihan's breasts were immediately exposed, and the teacher grabbed her waist, violently thrusting his hips, causing his penis to pound deep into her vagina.

Fang Yehan watched, his face flushed and his heart pounding. He knew he shouldn't, but he couldn't bear to look away. When he came to his senses, he found himself already sitting in a chair, his right hand unconsciously placed between his legs, his index finger somehow already through the zipper of his jeans, pressing against his incredibly aroused clitoris.
"Ahhhhh...don't stop...again...uh...mmm...so good...mmm...ah..."
Fang Yehan's fingers rubbed faster and faster, even through his jeans, he could still feel the stimulation.
"Oh...so good...uh...mmm...so good...a little more...deeper."
Fang Yeh-han's index finger pressed harder as the screen changed, a blush spreading across her pale cheeks, her red lips parting slightly as she exhaled.
"Oh...oh...I can't take it anymore...I think...I think I'm going to come...ah...uh..." Fang Yeh
-han squeezed her legs together tightly, biting her lower lip, her whole body trembling violently, a muffled groan escaping her lips.

Just then, Fang Yehan heard footsteps. Startled, she immediately stood up and quickly sat down on the sofa. The door opened, and her homeroom teacher walked in. Fang Yehan stood up and gave her teacher a slightly embarrassed smile, saying, "Teacher, I'm sorry, I saw the door wasn't closed and came in."
"It's alright, it's hot, come in and enjoy the air conditioning," the teacher said with a smile as he walked to the table. As Fang Yehan watched her teacher walk over, her face turned even redder. Less than three minutes ago, she had masturbated to orgasm, and she had witnessed this man, her homeroom teacher, having sex with one of her senior classmates in a way she couldn't even imagine. And now, looking directly at her teacher, she couldn't shake the image of his erect penis, which was so strong that it was impossible to tell from his appearance. The blush on Fang Yehan's face wouldn't fade.
When the class advisor sat down, he noticed the image on the computer screen. Initially a little nervous, seeing Fang Yehan's expression and shifty eyes, he guessed what had happened on the still-warm chair and couldn't help but smile. The advisor

walked to the sofa and said, "Let's sit here and talk."
"Um...um," Fang Yehan nodded.
After talking for more than half an hour, Fang Yehan said, "Thank you, teacher."
"No problem. By the way, Fang Yehan, do you plan to enter the journalism field in the future?" the class teacher asked.
"Yes," Fang Yehan nodded.
"Then would you like me to introduce you to someone right now?"
"Really! Teacher, you mean it!" Fang Yehan asked excitedly.
The homeroom teacher smiled: "Of course it's true. I introduced many of my students when they were still students."
For some reason, Fang Yehan suddenly remembered the scene on the screen, but he suppressed the thought and said, "Then what should I prepare?"
"What should you prepare?" As he spoke, the homeroom teacher moved closer to Fang Yehan. Fang Yehan was a little scared, but he still thought, "He's my teacher, he shouldn't do that kind of thing."
The homeroom teacher smiled, looking at Fang Yehan, who was dressed simply in a white t-shirt and jeans. Just as Fang Yehan was about to ask a question, the homeroom teacher suddenly grabbed Fang Yehan's right breast. Fang Yehan was startled and was about to scream, but was stunned by the sudden squeeze from the homeroom teacher. The homeroom teacher smiled: "Indeed, the young are always the best, so dense yet so elastic."
"Teacher, you—" Fang Yehan's voice trembled.
"Oh, this is a pre-conception check," the homeroom teacher said calmly.

Fang Yehan snapped out of her shock and reached out to slap away the hand that was still grabbing her breasts, but her homeroom teacher grabbed her with his other hand. The teacher said, "Fang, a girl like you has absolutely no problem getting into journalism, but becoming an anchor in the shortest time is a problem. First, you have to obey authority."
With that, the teacher forcefully pushed Fang Yehan down onto the sofa. Fang Yehan stared at her teacher, pale-faced. The teacher smiled and again used the hand that was grabbing her breasts to rotate them, then pressed his lips to hers.

Sometime during the night, Fang Yehan's white T-shirt had been lifted, revealing a beige bra, and her beautiful breasts, white as snow in the dead of winter, seemed about to burst forth,
now covered. A tear streamed down Fang Yehan's beautiful face, and the teacher was practically sitting on her pelvis, looking at her 32C breasts and alluring upper body curves.
"Second, don't cry," the homeroom teacher said, roughly pulling up the off-white bra. If this were a comedic cartoon, it would definitely have been accompanied by a spring-like sound effect, because Fang Yehan's breasts looked like they were bouncing out, with a touch of pink on them—truly a sight to behold.
The teacher quickly slapped Fang Yehan's breasts with both hands, her shapely breasts trembling like ripples on water. Fang Yehan was both annoyed and ashamed.

"Third, without leaving a trace,"
the teacher said, inserting his left middle finger into Fang Yehan's jeans zipper, which had been taut from masturbating after watching the sex video of Chen Zhihan and the teacher. The moment his middle finger touched her vaginal opening through her cotton underwear, Fang Yehan twitched. The teacher laughed, "Incredible! You saw something you shouldn't have, and you can still masturbate, and you're so wet!"
"Teacher...no...please..." Fang Yehan pleaded, but the teacher ignored the cotton underwear and continued pushing his middle finger towards her vulva. Just as his middle finger, as if wearing a condom, passed through her labia, Fang Yehan's body trembled again, and she cried out, "Ah..."
The teacher nodded, "Sensitivity is a very good trait; it easily gives the conqueror a sense of accomplishment. Fang, you still have a high standard."
With that, Fang Yehan's jeans and underwear were removed.

"Teacher...no...please...stop...no...stop...ah..."
The homeroom teacher simultaneously inserted his right middle and index fingers into Fang Yehan's vagina. This was the first time a man's hand had penetrated her, and Fang Yehan's entire body tensed up. Little did she know that this tension only made the teacher thrust his fingers even harder.
"Ugh...ugh...no...no...ugh...ah...stop...hum..." It was no more than fifty times. Perhaps because of the sex videos, Fang Yehan's body was already in a state of constant readiness for orgasm. With this stimulation, Fang Yehan climaxed and ejaculated, soaking the teacher's shirt sleeve.

"I didn't expect you to be so good at squirting, Fang Yehan. You might really be one of those legendary top-tier women," the teacher said, looking at Fang Yehan lying on the sofa, unable to resist, her fingers twitching intermittently.
The homeroom teacher removed his black suit pants and dark blue briefs, revealing a huge penis standing before Fang Yehan. Fang Yehan cried and pleaded, "Teacher, I beg you, please don't!"
"Fang, if you want to become a news anchor, sometimes sacrifices are inevitable. Just like Chen Zhihan, whom you just saw, it took me two whole years to train him to start as a reporter. Otherwise, he would never have been able to get in. As for you, you are one in a million. I believe that as long as I recommend you, you will definitely have a bright future. Fang, I'm not raping you, I'm just letting you know the darkness of the news industry." "No...no...ah...ah...help...uh..." Fang Yehan let out a shrill scream as the homeroom teacher's thick, fleshy penis was inserted into her wet vagina, and a bright red mark appeared on her inner thigh, a virgin's bright red mark.

"Mmm...mmm...uh...no...stop...uh...uh...mmm...stop...mmm...uh...stop..."
A pair of 32C breasts swayed violently from the impact of sex. Fang Yehan turned her head away, closed her eyes, unwilling to believe that the homeroom teacher she trusted so much was now the man who had taken her virginity.
The homeroom teacher's penis, which was at least 15 centimeters long, was hard and thrusting back and forth in Fang Yehan's tight little hole, each thrust hitting Fang Yehan's clitoris directly. The homeroom teacher clenched his fists and supported himself on the sofa, his breath matching the movement of his waist, his eyes fixed on Fang Yehan's beautiful breasts, a possessive desire gradually rising in his heart.

"Ugh...ugh...uh...Teacher...stop...stop...ugh...it hurts...it hurts...uh...ah...ugh...don't do it again...ah...ah...uh..."
"Fang, although your breasts aren't very big, they're still top-notch to the touch. Plus, your pink nipples will definitely add a lot to your appeal."
"Teacher...teacher...ugh...no...no...stop...I don't want to...ahhh...no...don't suck...ugh..."
The teacher bent down, pursed her lips, and sucked on Fang Yehan's nipples, which were erect, whether from shame or excitement. In that instant, Fang Yehan's mind collapsed by more than half.
The teacher's tongue deftly teased Fang Yehan's nipples, not letting up on the other breast either. His large hands grasped it completely, kneading it haphazardly, and pinching the nipple with his fingers, pulling it upwards. This pulling, combined with the biting of his front teeth, caused both nipples to sting and burn as if roasted. The inexperienced Fang Yehan was being manipulated by a seasoned hand on her first encounter, her desire slowly being aroused.

Although she didn't say it aloud, the teacher's mind was filled with thoughts like, "I'll fuck you to death! I'll fuck you to death! A woman like you deserves to be fucked! Such a gem, it would be a shame not to fuck her!"
"Ah... ugh... oh... ah... it hurts... it hurts so much... ah... um... um... ah... no!"
"I will never let you go! This cunt is so tight! And she's a virgin! I'll fuck you to death, Fang Yehan!" the teacher thought.
"Oh...oh...no...let me go...uh...this...this won't do...no...uh...ah...teacher...uh..."
"She's squeezing even tighter! Damn! Such a slut! I have to fuck her to death!"
Thinking this, the homeroom teacher held Fang Yehan's 23-inch waist with both hands, then lifted her up, and Fang Yehan instantly became an arched shape, while the homeroom teacher's thick penis flipped Fang Yehan's labia in and out as if in water.

After vigorously thrusting in and out more than fifty times, Fang Yehan's eyes were already glazed over, and many strands of hair stuck to her face, making her look even more charming. The teacher took a breath and then thrust his hips forward, pounding into Fang Yehan at a rate of seven or eight times per second, causing Fang Yehan to scream: "Ahhhhhh...no...uh...no...I can't take it...I can't take it...I want...uh..."
"Come on! Come on! Let me see your real orgasm, Fang Yehan!"
"I can't take it...uh...uh...ah...teacher...ah..."
With a sudden thrust, like a seed finally breaking through the soil's suppression, it burst out. As soon as the teacher's huge rod slid out of Fang Yehan's tender hole, Fang Yehan used her limbs to push her body upwards, and a gush of fluid, like a silver spring, lasted for more than twenty seconds.
Fang Yehan's mind seemed to dissolve into the lustful fluid, gushing out and disappearing into her body, leaving only overflowing lust.

"Oh...oh...God...Teacher...so good...Ugh...Ugh...so good...Ugh...Teacher...ah...so deep...Teacher...Ugh..." Fang Yehan shouted, her head held high.
"What's wrong? Does it still hurt?" the teacher asked, breathing into Fang Yehan's ear.
"It doesn't hurt...it feels so good...uh...teacher...so...so...making love...it feels so good...oh...oh...ooh...it's all the way in again..."
"Want more?"
"Yes...Han wants...more...more from teacher...um...um...again...ah...um...I can't take it anymore...ah...it feels so good..."
At this moment, Fang Yehan was kneeling on the sofa, holding onto the back of the sofa with her hands, letting the class teacher behind her fuck her hard with that big meat stick with a diameter of more than three centimeters.
The class teacher held Fang Yehan's stomach, then bent his legs and thrust violently, like Popeye after losing spinach, with superhuman strength and no sense of fatigue, pushing Fang Yehan to the limit of orgasm.

The penis kept going in and out of Fang Yehan's vagina, and the pleasure of sex overwhelmed Fang Yehan. She was so happy that she couldn't control herself. Her hands gripped the back of the sofa tightly, and the walls of her vagina were so tight that even the experienced teacher was shocked.
Fang Yehan's moans were as loud as the warbling of birds in the jungle, filled with a bittersweet ecstasy. Fang Yehan was suddenly attacked by her homeroom teacher with a series of beastly blows. Her bright eyes rolled back in an unbelievable way as she cried out, "Ah...ah...ah...Teacher...Ugh...Ugh...Ugh...It feels so good...Oh...I can't take it anymore...I'm really going to come...Oh..."
Unlike last time, the homeroom teacher did not pull out his penis. Instead, he thrust it in even deeper, and the glans pressed against her clitoris, completely blocking the clitoris from gushing out her juices. In an instant, his entire penis was soaked in her juices.

"I can't take it anymore... I'm really going to die... Teacher is fucking me... fucking me until I'm going to die... Oh... it feels so good... Yehan is being fucked by Teacher so good... Oh ah oh ah oh ah..."
"How is it? Do you want to continue to come and train with Teacher in the future?" "
Yes... Uh... Uh... Hmm... Yes... Yehan wants to come... wants to come and train with Teacher... Ah ah ah... Hmm... Waaah... It feels so good... Uh... Ah hum..."
When the teacher's penis was pulled out, it was covered with Fang Yehan's vaginal fluids. When it was thrust in again, in addition to the "slap slap slap!" sound between flesh and flesh, there was also the "tsk tsk tsk" sound of water.
At this moment, the teacher and Fang Yehan were like a pair of dog lovers. The man was completely on top of the woman, while the woman was on the back of the sofa. The teacher's hands were tightly wrapped around Fang Yehan's slender waist, and his waist was pounding against Fang Yehan's 34 beautiful buttocks, which were elastic due to exercise, like a cannon battle.

"Ohhhhh... I can't take it anymore... Ugh... Teacher is driving Yeh-han crazy... Ahhh... Ugh..."
"Fang Yeh-han, give Teacher a few months, and Teacher will give you a bright future."
"Ahhhhh... Yehan belongs to the teacher... Ahhh... Everything... Ugh... Ah... I can't take it anymore... I feel like I'm going to come... Ah..."
All that could be heard was Fang Yehan's unrestrained and loud moans, while the homeroom teacher used all the strength he hadn't used in all these years.
The huge penis that had been thrusting into Fang Yehan
's vagina swelled up again, its diameter instantly growing to six centimeters and its length reaching a full twenty-three centimeters. Fang Yehan was completely unable to bear being penetrated so deeply from behind by such a huge penis, and screamed, "Ah ...
"You'll have a bright future, Fang Yehan. Trust your teacher, and it won't be long before you have a bright future," the homeroom teacher said, slapping the already unconscious Fang Yehan's beautiful cheek with his penis.

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