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Zhangwu felt unsatisfied when touching the outside of the clothes. He crawled with his right hand from the seam of A Hui's sleeves. The bra was just blocking it. Zhangwu's fingers made a little effort and then went in. There was not enough space in the cuffs. Big, Zhangwu has a little hard work, but he is still very serious about reaching the top of A Hui. He pushed forward hard, and finally caught A Hui's vagina between his index and middle fingers. A HuiThe little ** is really cute. At first, the chicken head was only a little soft, but soon it became hard between his fingers. ZhangwuThe more he pinched it, the more interesting it became, A Hui was so rubbed that he couldn't resist, and kept humming: "Oh... oh..." Suddenly, footsteps came from behind the seat, and it turned out to be the waitress. Zhangwu quickly pulled out his hands and sat up straight, A Hui pretended to be calm and flipped his hair. "Do you two still need it?" It meant that she was about to collect the dinner plates. Zhangwu spread his hands and asked her to take it away, and she asked: "What kind of drink should I have after the meal?" Zhangwu asked A Hui to order, and she ordered two cups of iced black tea. After the waitress walked away, A Hui looked at her watch and said, "Oh! It's almost time for class!" "Are you taking this kind of class?" Zhangwu asked. It turns out that the two classes in the afternoon were History Class, and the teacher was a ridiculously old man. He only sat behind the desk in class, lowering his head and reading the text from the text, so nine out of ten students skipped his class. But Zhangwu is a Class Representative and has to take the roll call, so he has to go. A Hui said: "Of course! I never skip class." They drank black tea in a hurry, Zhangwu paid the bill, and went back to school together. After all, they each had male and female friends, and they couldn't be intimate on campus. They just walked and talked like ordinary classmates. After entering the classroom, they chose the corner at the back, moved chairs and sat side by side. This classroom is at the top of the building. At this time, only their class has classes on this floor, so it is very quiet. The old professor came in. There were only a few students in the classroom. He didn't care at all. He sat down, spread out the textbook, and started reading as usual. The few students who were there were not listening to the lectures. They were all doing their own things. Some were reading novels, some were chatting, and some were sleeping. Everyone was doing their own thing. Although A Hui did not skip class, it did not mean that she was taking class seriously. She took out a Walkman from her bag, smiled and handed Zhangwu an earphone, plugged one in her own ear, and closed her eyes to listen to the music. Coming. Zhangwu Seeing that everyone was only looking after themselves and no one would notice them, he sat close to A Hui, put his arm around her waist, and put his other hand on A Hui's knee, caressing her frivolously. A Hui still closed his eyes and pretended to be fine. Knowing that she had acquiesced, Zhangwu began to move his palms, put them into her skirt and lingered on her inner thighs. A Hui's legs are tender and thin, they feel very comfortable to touch, and Zhu Zhangwu is really very patient, not in a hurry to raid her important fortress, and only repeats between the legs contacts. After a long time, he slowly moved closer to A Hui's leg. Before he actually touched it, he already felt an impatience of heat. When his fingers finally touched the soft obstacle, it was already wet. ZhangwuLook at A Hui, her eyes are still closed, but a large red cloud is flying on her face. Of course she knows her shameful reaction. In fact, she was already very wet when she was in the restaurant just now. Zhangwu was touching the plump mound through his briefs, while A Hui was enjoying it obediently. Later Zhangwu carefully put one of her legs on his own, leaving A Hui's door wide open.
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