Xia Yitong was almost going crazy with embarrassment. If she had anything in her hand, she would have impulsively thrown it at the person in question, no matter if the person in question was her lover or not. But she didn't do that, because she only had a pair of panties in her hand, which she was about to put on. Throwing the panties away and not putting them on was a small matter, but throwing panties at her girlfriend's face sounded even more terrifying.
Various complex emotions flashed across her face. She treated herself as a dead person and, under Lu Yinbing's teasing gaze, pulled up her panties to cover her exposed lower body that was being watched.
"Really? I didn't smell it carefully." Xia Yitong replied with a blank expression.
Lu Yinbing smacked her lips and retracted her head with a lingering feeling. The person in the mirror raised the corners of his mouth even higher. She washed her fingers carefully with water, especially between them, and wiped them dry with a towel. She stroked the skin on her back with her fingers and found no sharp astringency, so she came out with peace of mind.
After she came out, she found that Xia Yitong had changed her bathrobe as well. She wore a conservative nightgown, which was unusual. She couldn't see anything except her hands and feet. She immediately regretted not looking at her for a little longer. Why was she in such a hurry? It was half past eight at most. She had originally estimated that the first wave of showers would be around ten o'clock, but she didn't expect Xia Yitong to...
What's wrong with her kicking people? Xia Yitong suffered from premature ejaculation. Although there is no exact word to describe her condition, it should be like this by analogy.
As she was walking, she suddenly laughed. When Xia Yitong heard her laugh, she felt a surge of despair in her heart. She probably couldn't get over this stalemate. This was the Waterloo of her sex life.
Lu Yinbing did not change her clothes. Her windbreaker and scarf were draped on the small sofa at the door. She was wearing a soft, color-blocked sweatshirt underneath. Under the warm light, her features looked even more gentle, if one ignored the not-so-innocent corners of her mouth that occasionally raised up.
Lu Yinbing was getting closer and closer to her. Xia Yitong looked towards the window and bit her lower lip to prevent herself from listening to her movements. The bed beside her collapsed, her heart skipped a beat, and then she was hugged by Lu Yinbing and heard the woman sigh with satisfaction.
She hugged Lu Yinbing with her backhand, and the two of them hugged each other quietly for a while.
"Are you angry?" Lu Yinbing whispered in her ear.
"No." Xia Yitong rubbed his chin against her smooth neck skin, and his fingers also climbed up and stroked gently, thinking: Lu Yinbing's skin is so good.
"Are you shy again?"
"Hmm..." Xia Yitong nodded.
"I remember there was a TV show on Channel XX that was quite popular. It was called Happy Boys. What's the corresponding name? The one where a bunch of girls compete in a talent show. Super Girls?"
"It's Super Girl."
"Super Girl?" Lu Yinbing said with a smile, "Teacher Xia, you will definitely win if you participate."
He was trying to squeeze her in a corner. Xia Yitong's chin hit her collarbone hard and she was about to break away from her arms. She knew that Lu Yinbing would not let her go so easily! What a virtuous and talented person, it's all a lie!
She was still very strong when she was angry and embarrassed. Lu Yinbing saw that he could not hold her back and screamed, "Ah!" "My collarbone is broken!"
Xia Yitong quickly stopped exerting her strength and went to check the "injury" on her clavicle.
Lu Yinbing took advantage of her concern and successfully gained an advantageous position. He curled his lips into a smile, took her hand, pressed it on the pillow, and started a new round of kissing.
This kiss was not as gradual as the previous ones. It started with a deep invasion that seemed to take away all her breath. Xia Yitong was forced to raise her neck and open her mouth wide to get more air to maintain basic physical strength. The fire of desire spread from her lower abdomen all the way to her whole body.
Lu Yinbing rubbed his hands on the bed sheet to keep his fingers dry, then slowly unbuttoned Xia Yitong's shirt, revealing a porcelain white woman's body before him. The sky and the earth were all white, with only the red plum blossoms blooming proudly against the frost and snow.
The visual impact made Lu Yinbing give up grabbing the cherry lips and directly change his position, using his fingers and tongue at the same time.
There was a layer of mist on Xia Yitong's eyelashes, and her lower eyelids were slightly red. Her movements could not be seen clearly, so she could only give the most honest response based on the stimulation of her body.
The back of her waist was raised, and Lu Yinbing took off her pants and pajamas and underwear in one go, which looked like he had planned it for a long time.
"No matter what you wear, you will have to take it off anyway." Lu Yinbing smiled and finally said what she wanted to say just now.
"Lu—" Xia Yitong's eyes suddenly widened, and the following sound was drowned out by the violent and uncontrolled gasping. The veins on the back of his hands bulged, and the bed sheets under his hands were twisted into a knot.
…
At the head of the bed, Lu Yinbing licked her lower lip, propped up her cheek with one hand and looked at Xia Yitong. She didn't intend to wipe off the ambiguous liquid on her lips, and smacked Xia Yitong's lips. Xia Yitong's eyes were still out of focus, and she didn't react until the other party was about to put the tip of his tongue into her mouth. Xia Yitong came back to her senses and struggled violently.
Lu Yinbing chuckled and took a few tissues from the bedside table. He wiped his mouth first and threw them into the trash can, then knelt down to wipe Xia Yitong's body.
Xia Yitong's face turned red and white, and it was unclear whether she was angry or embarrassed. Anyway, she pulled the quilt over and covered herself from head to toe. Lu Yinbing said, "There's still a little bit that hasn't been wiped clean."
A pair of long white legs stretched out from the quilt, her waist arched down, and after her lower body was completely exposed to the air, she separated them consciously. Lu Yinbing stared at that place in a daze for a while before carefully cleaning it. He pinched her buttocks, which had a good elastic feel, to get some advantage, and took the initiative to pull the quilt over to cover her.
"I'm going to take a shower." Lu Yinbing hugged Xia Yitong and the quilt, estimated the position of Xia Yitong's head, and said to him.
The first step of the plan is completed.
She planned to take a break. She had taken a shower before coming, but after coming twice in a row, her underwear could no longer be worn. Fortunately, there were many spare ones prepared here. She was really foresighted.
After taking off his clothes and putting on a loose bathrobe, Lu Yinbing walked into the bathroom in slippers, rinsed his mouth in front of the mirror until the salty taste on his tongue was almost washed away, and then turned on the shower.
Xia Yitong heard the sound of the shower, and then she got out of the quilt with her cooked shrimp face to take a breath, stretch her sore waist, and stretch her legs. As she stretched, she remembered what happened a moment ago. She always felt that Lu Yinbing's tongue was still there, and she didn't dare to stretch it. But when she didn't move, it was like a revolving lantern replaying, the feeling of the hot breath spraying, the feeling of the soft long hair brushing the inner thigh, not only the body itchy, but also the heart itchy. And when she gently rubbed and circled at a point, Xia Yitong remembered that she seemed to cry with pleasure.
I touched the corners of my eyes and found dried tear marks. It turned out that I had cried too much. Tsk.
So he silently shrank back.
He let out a long sigh, hoping that Lu Yinbing didn’t notice.
Her eyes narrowed due to the sudden influx of light, and everything in front of her eyes was white. After she came to her senses, she recognized that it was Lu Yinbing who had finished bathing and was wearing a white bathrobe. Xia Yitong looked at her, and after experiencing such a thing, she didn't know what to say.
Lu Yinbing leaned over and kissed her gently on the forehead.
Then he took off his shoes, sat down beside her, picked her up and let her sit in his arms. Looking at the time, it was ten o'clock in the evening. This time was much longer than the last time. Well, it seems that doing it more not only improves the skills of the active party, but also the passive party. Lu Yinbing made another note in the notebook in his heart.
"Do you want to watch TV?" Lu Yinbing picked up the remote control from the bedside table and asked.
Xia Yitong looked exhausted and shook her head: "I don't want to."
"Are you tired?" Lu Yinbing put down the remote control, saw that she was listless, and couldn't help but ask.
"Not bad." She just hadn't recovered yet. Xia Yitong thought it was too exciting and she might need half an hour to recover.
The soft jade in his arms, the scent of Xia Yitong's body was very nice, which made Lu Yinbing curious and wanted to get close to smell it, so he got close to her neck and chest to smell it. Her uneasy movements soon aroused Xia Yitong's body, which was still full of afterglow, and the indescribable heat slowly filled the air.
The familiar feeling under her body made Xia Yitong's scalp stiffen. She clamped her legs together, thinking that the bed sheet might be ruined.
Lu Yinbing stripped Xia Yitong naked again under the pretext of smelling her fragrance, and their lips and tongues roamed around. Her bathrobe was thrown to the end of the bed involuntarily as they both couldn't help themselves. Their limbs were entangled in desire, longing, forbearance, and panting. They both lay on their sides and looked at each other under the light, with fire burning in their eyes. A tacitly understood night had just begun.
Once the bodies fit together, the soul trembles and dances on the fingertips.
The two of them kissed passionately on the bed, and their ambiguous silhouettes were intertwined under the yellowish wall lamp.
The panting became louder and louder. Xia Yitong put her arms around Lu Yinbing's shoulders, turned over and hugged her to herself, hooked her legs up around her slender waist, ready to face the coming storm. At the same time, Lu Yinbing took one of her hands and swept it straight to her vitals, sinking her waist to meet her fingers.
Almost in the blink of an eye, the two of them let out a light, muffled groan and stopped moving.
After keeping this posture for a long time, Lu Yinbing opened his mouth and said with difficulty: "Is there any misunderstanding between us about this matter?"
Xia Yitong also looked at her and stammered, "Do you want to be on top or on the bottom?"
Lu Yinbing's eyes were subtle: "... below."
Xia Yitong sighed, her expression becoming more complicated: "Actually... me too."
The two looked at each other.
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