[R18] Encroachment (H) – “Occupation (H)” 118. Don’t wear it when it’s wet like this [English]

After a while, Shen Shuman barely regained consciousness. She let go of her mouth and said angrily: “Come out…”

At the critical moment, he breathed a sigh of relief and pulled out his gradually weakening penis. The semi-soft rod was covered with her semen, and was smooth and oily. There was also a slightly sticky semen on the glans.

He hurriedly wiped the obscene liquid from his penis, stuffed it into his crotch, squeezed a dollop of quick-drying hand disinfectant, and rubbed it away.

Then, he picked up the gift box and strode to the office door.

Seeing this, Shen Shuman knew that he was about to open the door, and immediately hurriedly arranged her collar and skirt.

She just picked up her underwear and safety pants and was about to put them on.

The doorknob was already turned at the critical moment.

The sound of the door opening just sounded, followed by a “bang” sound – the door was slammed shut with a dark face at the critical moment.

The crisis was so fast that Yu Dai felt a gust of wind blowing in front of him and something fell into his arms.

Before he could see anything clearly, the door in front of him closed, as if it had never been opened.

He lowered his head and saw that there was a gift box in his originally empty hand.

When he turned around at the critical moment, he saw Shen Shuman sitting on the table, head tilted, staring at him dumbfounded.

The broken hair on her forehead was already wet with sweat, her fox eyes were rippling with spring water, and her pink face and peach cheeks made her look as charming as someone who had loved her.

She had just adjusted her collar, but the skirt that was torn by him could not be restored. The sutures were torn from the middle of her thighs to the top of her thighs.

The sun caressed her thighs erotically and explored her private parts. From his angle, you could see the center of her legs, dripping with water.

She slightly bent her right leg, holding the light yellow striped underwear in both hands, and put it on her legs. For the time being, she only put it on her slender ankles, hanging there loosely, attracting people’s imagination.

When he was in danger, he walked up to her and glanced down at her underwear. There were patches of dark water stains on them.

“It’s so wet, don’t wear it anymore.” He said, and with a wave of his hand, he actually snatched her underwear away.

“Eh?!” Shen Shuman was dumbfounded. After reacting, she rushed forward with hands and feet.

Unexpectedly, as soon as his feet touched the floor, his whole body collapsed and he fell softly into He’s arms.

“Ha~” She heard he’s laughter falling from above her head, and if she listened carefully, she could still hear a hint of ridicule.

“What you mean by throwing yourself into my arms is…I haven’t fed you just yet, huh?” He pinched her chin and asked her to raise her head.

Their eyes met, and he saw his own figure in her eyes.

He felt that she was so messy after making love that he couldn’t control it. He wanted to hold her down again and continue to demand her.

Little did he know that his own image was not much better.

Most of his short hair was wet, and the bangs in front of his forehead were hanging down, sticking to his forehead with moisture.

Shen Shuman glared at he with a charming and charming look that made people’s hearts tremble.

“Stop talking nonsense!” She snorted at him and took her underwear back from him. When she saw the water stains on it, she pursed her lips and said a little aggrievedly, “If you don’t wear underwear, if you are naked…”

Not to mention the exposure, the dress she was wearing was pulled like this by he. If she was discovered by others as soon as she walked out of the door, they would definitely know what they had done before.

“I have clothes here.”

“Where is that?” She blinked, obviously not believing him.

In danger, he walked to the wall cabinet aside and opened the upper right corner. In the second compartment from the top, there were several sealed bags inside, just like a small wardrobe.

He picked out a sealed bag and opened it. Inside was a T-shirt, a pair of jeans, and a pair of black boxer briefs.

“Why do you have clothes everywhere?” Shen Shuman felt that he was like a magician. No, using Doraemon to describe him seemed more appropriate.

“Just in case.” He said, handing the clothes to her, “Here, put them on.”

Shen Shuman took the clothes given by he, hesitated and remained silent.

At the critical moment, he crossed his arms across his chest and looked at her calmly, “Will you change it?”

“I… of course I have to change. Can you go out first?” He kept staring at her, and she was embarrassed to change.