"Teacher, today I want to experience something different, is that okay?"
Sun Bingrou looked puzzled, "Different? What do you mean by different?"
"What could be different about this kind of thing? Teacher, I want you right now; it's so itchy down there, I want your big stick to go inside."
Sun Bingrou looked at Zhang Yang with a face full of desire, her eyes filled with tenderness.
But Zhang Yang kept stroking those two big Big White Rabbits, pinching the plump purple grapes with his fingers.
"Teacher, your breasts are so soft and smooth, and they smell nice; they really whet my appetite."
Sun Bingrou felt delighted inside but still didn't get Zhang Yang's point.
"Alright, you bad student, just tell me straight what you want; if the teacher can do it, she will definitely satisfy you."
Such an obedient teacher, and he had actually met her, Zhang Yang felt a surge of pride in his heart.
"Teacher, can you kneel down, please? Kneel on the ground."
