About me forcibly kissing the elevator guy

Telephone!

ah!Don't push my lungs out of you!

I took his arm and bit down on it.

He hung up the phone without saying a few words.

He should also be thankful that he didn't say a few words.

Otherwise, I'll tear my skin apart and show my mother a coquettish panting on the spot.

No one can stop me.

He was still playing it slowly.

Turn off the phone and ask me.

"Mom asked me to go back. Are you free next week?"

As soon as I let go, what came out was not an answer, but a trembling cry.

Want to bury myself.

that sound.

Not from me.

I don't admit it.

What can you do to me.

My words were broken, and I could only answer him intermittently that I was free.

Is this available?

If I don't have time, the preparations I have made for so long have been in vain.

When I see my aunt, I will tell her.

Your son's stomach is tied to me, and he won't go with you no matter how much money he has.

It seems a bit contrary.

No amount of money will let him leave me.

That's right.

I've been on this couch for three hours.

I don't even know how I survived.

toss me...

Feel a little empty.

Looking at the messy sofa afterwards...

I dismissed the idea of ​​sleeping on it.

I went back to his house with him.

His parents had just returned from a trip, still carrying suitcases.

I hurried to find slippers in the shoe cabinet and handed them over.

Can't you be quicker and more diligent in doing things?

His parents looked quite young, and they were dressed in trendy clothes.

He stared at me in a daze, serving tea and pouring water.

I'm still quite nervous.

I must not shake my hands.

Never trip your left leg over your right leg.

Mr. Mo stopped me before I wanted to go to the kitchen to do something.

I had to sit next to him.

I keep praying.

Never stutter.

I want to smile.

I need to be polite.

Mr. Mo said, "Mom is praising you for being cute."

Cute is cute, since it's what his mother said.

I just accept the word.

My mouth moves fast.

I tried my best to suppress the sweet tone.

"Thank you mom!"

I am going to die.

But this is a small villa, the first floor.

Even if I climbed up to the second floor, I couldn't make a hole.

I clearly heard the man next to me laughing.

I feel the heat on my face like I'm on a rocket.

Swish up and down.

This is not... If it is pleasing to the ear, it will be fluent in the mouth.

It's not my fault.

If you want to blame, blame Mr. Mo.

He directly saved a word, and I also saved a word in my mind.

I feel like I'm going to be educated.

I was wrong, big or small.

Seeing a parent come up and call mom.

Nothing excessive.

It's not too much.

I wasn't the right gender, and I was so grateful that Mr. Mo's parents didn't dig a hole for me.

I have to save it!

I'm so panicked.

My original panic was all fake.

Let me tell you and it will be over.

Now I'm really panicking.

I just tremble.

I tugged at the hem of my shirt.

Waiting for the fuck to kick me out of the house.

The lady across from me suddenly sat up straight.

She opened her mouth softly.

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