A Past Journey—The Transformation of Sex and Love 7.1

I was a little tipsy. "Is there any water?" I asked. After a while, she went to the bathroom. When she came out, she had changed her clothes. It wasn't a standard nightgown; it was a long, pure cotton white pullover that could be worn as outerwear, with tight-fitting pants underneath. "The water's boiling, please wait a moment." Sister, "Can we not mention that matter again?" Okay, she replied. "Can I go now?" "Drink your water before you leave," she said in a commanding tone. The black tight-fitting pants clearly outlined her genitals, a blatant provocation. I tried my best to restrain myself from looking. After the water boiled, she bent down to make tea for me. Oh my god, she wasn't wearing a bra; her two little white rabbits were completely exposed. I lowered my head, unable to look directly at her. She sat on the sofa opposite me, her legs crossed. Her genitals came into my view again. My penis, which I couldn't help, secreted lubricant. I really wanted to have sex with her. She was really bad, both suggestive and aloof.
I absentmindedly sipped my scalding tea, while she swayed her hips intentionally or unintentionally, a silent exchange of teasing and counter-teasing unfolding intensely. I certainly didn't have the courage to overpower her; I knew my limitations. Success would be fine, but if I was rejected, it would be difficult to see her again.

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