"It's nothing, I just stubbed my toe, it hurts a bit!"
"Take care, Teacher Yu!"
Zhou Yaoyao's pair of tender, white legs remained tightly clamped, not letting me move. Between her thighs was a wet, slippery warmth, with dew steadily trickling down.
She was still quivering gently. Only after everyone had gone did she begin to calm down and finally loosen her legs, then she bent down and looked at me with burning eyes.
"Chen Yang, you're so naughty!"
With a mouthful of laugh, her eyes rippled with seduction as she slowly leaned in, breathing hotly as she kissed me.
At that moment, I was still curled up under the lectern. When she kissed me like that, my somewhat uncertain heart immediately relaxed. It seemed that Sister Yaoyao had enjoyed it too.
"Oh my, it's all wet!"
When I crawled out, we didn't continue. After tidying up, we left and went home.
"We're out of vegetables at home!"
