Bump into my private parts
I haven't been to an Internet café for a long time, it just so happens that it's been hot lately, and I want to go to an Internet café for a while, no matter when I go to the Internet café, I'm the manager of the space-time tunnel Internet café, Miss Sitting.
I know that today Saturday is the best time for Internet café business, and it is the time when there are the most people in Internet cafes.
I don't know when I found that when the boys in the Internet café soaked me again, they liked to bang their heads on the back of the sofa and hit my private parts.
Today, I was in the Internet café again, and I found a boy I liked, and I stood behind him and watched him play a game, playing the popular "League of Legends".
I thought he was the kind of boy who followed the rules, and he wouldn't bully me much.
However, what I didn't expect was that he was addicted to playing games, and he actually hit his head on the back of the sofa with his head, and just as I was standing behind him, he actually hit my private parts stiffly.
I was in tears at the time, I didn't notice that the boys in this Internet café now have started to use this hand, and I have ** several times.
Just when I was helpless and helpless, a sixth-grade class leader came, in fact, he wanted to play with me and soak me, but he would be more civilized, he was so handsome, his face was a little dark, like an official house, very solemn.
He saw my sadness, so in a fit of rage, he slammed his hand on the head of the boy who was playing the computer game, and the boy tilted his head down.
Then the boy turned around and scolded angrily: "What! The sixth-grade class leader said angrily, "What do you say! So the boy became much more honest and stopped banging his head on my private parts.
At that time, the scene was deadlocked, I was happy, but I was also sad, I stood with the sixth grade class president, and I felt that he saved me.
I began to sell my body, I approached him, I was with him, I was close to him.
At this time, everyone in the Internet café looked at this scene, which was very touching. This sixth-grade class president, he is like my husband, and I am like his wife. And this boy sitting on the couch playing computer games really seems to be a child between us......