014 “Female Counterattack (H)” Chapter 13

012 Abstinence Scholar (Peeping)

Arnold, sixteen years old, was a young boy of the Lin family, a wealthy family in Qingluan Town. Because of his intelligence and intelligence, he was deeply loved by the eldest lady, so the task of providing monthly subsidies to the young master fell on him.

This is indeed a good job, which is equivalent to a day off. If you are fast, you can get half a day to go up the mountain. The remaining half day can be spent wandering around the town. The Goulan Casino is exciting and lively that cannot be seen in Lin Mansion.

You can also buy some toys from your daughter’s house for Axiang. Thinking of this, Arnold walked down the mountain a little more eagerly.

While passing by a tomb, Arnold suddenly remembered that his wife had asked him to tell the young master that he must go home during the Qingming Festival, but he had completely forgotten about it.

After a battle between heaven and man, Arnold crawled back dejectedly. The girl could please him later, but if he messed up his wife’s errand, it would be more loss than gain.

Then when he panted and climbed to the snow-covered hut halfway up the mountain, he saw the green door slightly open. He was about to make a report, but suddenly he heard the woman’s sweet gasping and the man’s suppressed groan.

With a “click” in his heart, Arnold secretly thought that he was unlucky. The young master in his memory was neatly dressed and unsmiling. He held a book of poems and read non-stop. How could he do… such a thing to show off his obscenity in daylight.

Where would a decent girl come from halfway up the mountain? Arnold turned around and wanted to walk away quietly.

Then the woman’s charming voice was like a heart-eating insect, desperately worming its way into his ears, then into his beating chest, and finally resting on his lower body, which was gradually rising.

This time, my legs were as heavy as lead, and I couldn’t move them. My heart was beating like thunder, and my eyes couldn’t control my movements. I peeked in through the crack in the door.

This look made his young and immature body leak out almost instantly——

In the room, on the Grand Master’s chair diagonally facing the door, his young master was fully clothed, holding an almost naked enchanting woman and shaking her arms vigorously.

The lines on the woman’s back were captivating, sometimes like a full moon or a full bow, with her black hair dancing up and down. Under the hair tips were two dazzling buttocks as white as snowflakes, which almost blinded his eyes.The buttocks curved out in a smooth arc, and in the narrow slit, a thick and long fleshy stem could be vaguely seen going back and forth in and out of it.

The woman’s white and slender legs were spread open and hung on the armrest of the chair, so the entire center of her legs was filled with her young master’s cock, and the juices splashed everywhere during the ups and downs…

Arnold’s Adam’s apple slid eagerly, and he couldn’t help but reach out his right hand and quickly rub the penis between his legs through his underwear.

If Axiang was willing to lie naked on the ground, open that secret slit for himself, and fuck hard, how good it would be… Thinking of this, it became a little harder.

The man’s meat bag in the room made a “slapping” sound, and the woman tilted her neck back, so happy that she even curled up her white toes, shouting randomly, “Yeah…ah…no…don’t…it’s too deep…”.

Arnold gasped, and the frequency of thrusting became more and more intense. His fingers were as fast as flying, and he used his thumb to rub the top of the wet cloth.

As the snow-white body in the room violently convulsed, Arnold roared, and all the white turbidity that had accumulated for a long time was sprayed on his pants…

When Arnold came back to his senses, his heart beat faster… Oh my god, what have I done?

He turned around in a panic, preparing to escape without anyone noticing, but the more he panicked, the worse he would get. He stumbled and fell into the baskets full of baskets under the eaves…