Volume 1 Chapter 3 Conversation? She slept very soundly, looking very secure.

  Are women nowadays so open-minded? I'm only 15 years old, big sister.

  I'm currently in a period of intense secondary sexual characteristics development, and seeing such a babe being held in my arms makes me feel hot all over again.

  It was already past 7 o'clock in the evening, and it was getting dark outside. However, through the glass entering the car, I could still observe this unfamiliar woman carefully.

  She leaned against the left side of my chest, with her two legs pressed under my buttocks. Her neckline was originally very low, and it happened to be exposed just below my eyelids.

  These things are rarely seen in everyday life, but now they're all exposed before my eyes, and I'm suddenly stunned, almost dizzy.

  I didn't dare move randomly, afraid that she would wake up suddenly. I didn't even dare to lower my head to look, and could only use my two eyes to stare downwards with all my might.

  The feeling must be great, I don't know when my hand touched hers, was it her who initiated holding my hand or did I subconsciously hold hers while sleeping, that's not important anymore, what's important is that my left hand is now on her RF.

  It must be her who came over herself, definitely not some decent woman.

  Innumerable thoughts flashed through my mind.

  A man who is not a rogue must be abnormal.

  A man's lust is his true nature; a hero's true character will always come through.

  Usually, so many men are willing to sacrifice their lives, families and reputations to take advantage of women on public transportation, now that a delicious opportunity has been presented, they won't let it go to waste, if they eat it, it's not for free, if they don't eat it, someone else will.

  The big girl has made up her mind ---- she's gone for it.

  What's wrong? Why is she crying?

  It turned out to be her own saliva, which had dripped onto her body.

  This is so pathetic, but I couldn't help it. After all, this is the first time I've hugged a beautiful girl of the opposite sex, and she's got such a great body.

  I no longer hesitated and pressed down with my left hand.

  Soft, indeed very soft, rich in elasticity, slightly loosen your hand, and it will bounce back immediately.

  It was as if a current of electricity ran through my whole body, and also made me even bolder. My left hand could only reach this far, wanting to stretch further in was impossible, it wasn't that long.

  I raised my right hand and slowly inserted it from her collar, gently placing it on hers, feeling the warmth in my hand.

  At that moment she hummed and seemed as if someone had disturbed her, then suddenly turned around, stretched out her left hand and wrapped it around me.

  She was too sudden, the hand I placed on her shoulder hadn't even been withdrawn when it was suddenly squeezed between us. It's like we can't help but touch each other now.

  She smells so good, it's stimulating and making my brain excited.

  My right hand was wrapped in two pieces of soft jade, it felt great, I had never experienced such a wonderful feeling since childhood.

  I pulled my hand out and she murmured again, maybe she had woken up long ago.

  At this time, I couldn't care about so much, and hastily stretched in a bit more. But if I exerted myself to stretch in further, she wouldn't even be able to pretend to sleep?

  How can I untie what's inside her, where should I start, I really regret not checking out the bra section when shopping at the mall, I didn't even know this basic knowledge.

  It seems there's no hope left.

  I moved my left hand and placed it on her calf.

  So smooth!

  It turns out that touching women is so wonderful.

  No wonder there are so many lechers.

  My hand slowly moved up and reached the edge of my knee, then further up, my breathing became more and more tense, I could clearly feel myself panting heavily.

  Damn it, the back half is pressed down by the butt.

  "Looks like you're quite naughty?"

  Ah, I'm awake.

  I looked down and she was raising her head, smiling slightly at me with narrowed eyes, exuding a hint of charm.

  "Ah, that, oh--" I didn't know what to say, and my face suddenly turned red.

  Aren't you afraid I'll shout?

  "You, me, you don't." How embarrassing, I actually don't know what to say.

  Are you a student?

  "Uh-huh"

  "Are there many students as bad as you?"

  "Many"

  "What's going on, tell me."

  Our two voices were very small, and at this time the sky had already darkened, the driver didn't turn on the lights, the people in front of us were all asleep, adding to the sound of the bus engine and the occasional passing vehicles outside, our two voices, others couldn't hear them at all, of course they wouldn't see us either.

  The sky is getting darker and I can no longer see the expression on her face. Blackness can cover everything, including people's sense of shame. As I spoke, I relaxed.

  "Many of our classmates have done it."

  "What have you done?"

  "That's it."

  "Which one?" Ah, come on, you're clearly teasing me.

  I leaned in close to her ear: "..."?

  "What does a kid know? Hehe."

  "I understand everything."

  "How old were you when you started junior high school?"

  "I'm 15 and in second year of junior high school."

  "Tell me, what did your classmates do? Have you seen it?"

  "I've seen love letters written by our classmates."

  "How was it written?"

  "That time when I was on duty, I picked up a letter under a girl's desk. After taking a look, it said: 'Baby, the boys in our class all say you've developed well, thanks to me for developing you. This Saturday, wait for me at the old place, and I'll develop you some more.'"

  "Haha, is it? That can't be explained by them either."

  "Really."

  "There is an adult goods store outside our school, I heard that the condoms inside are sold to students from our school. Every weekend, the small hotels outside are fully booked, and they are all students from our school."

  Have you done it?

  "No."

  Do you want to?

  "I want."

  "Pretty crisp. Was it comfortable when you touched it just now?"

  "Ah, comfortable."

  "Do you still want to touch?"

  "Hmm. Oh, right, when are you coming over to my place?"

  "What's wrong, don't you want to?"

  "Not, not, just curious."

  She shifted her body up a bit and suddenly blew a mouthful of air against my ear, before I could react, I felt something soft and wet enveloping my earlobe.

  Finally know what it means to have a gentle and elegant demeanor.

  I reached out and took off her glasses, turned around and kissed her mouth.

  My lips landed on hers, rubbing back and forth, she hugged me, stuck out her tongue to tease my lips, I opened my mouth in response, and her tongue slid into my mouth like a small snake, stirring around.

  It turns out that kissing should be like this, but it's actually more comfortable than just now.

  I also followed suit, sticking my tongue into her mouth and tangling it with hers.

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