Afraid of waking her mother, Qiao Ting was light-handed when she went out. After carefully locking the door, she turned around and prepared to go to school, but unexpectedly hit a solid shoulder.
She stroked the sore little nose with a smile on her raised face.
“Why are you so early today? Isn't your school starting at eight on Friday?” Qiao Ting wondered about Bo Yun, who was wearing a student uniform and carrying a schoolbag.
“I want to take the bus to school today.” Bo Yun smiled lightly.
“Why?” Qiao Ting asked very puzzled.
There is a school bus in Bo Yun's high school, and on Mondays and Fridays, he only needs to arrive at school before 8 o'clock, so he is not like Qiao Ting, who will go to school first to do track and field practice at 7 o'clock, and leave so early.
If he takes a bus, he will have to go out nearly an hour earlier than taking the school bus because he has to transfer to the MRT. It is a waste of time and can’t sleep more, so Qiao Ting really doesn’t understand why he is doing this.
Bo Yun didn't answer her question, but looked at her in sportswear, her uniform was placed in the handbag outside the schoolbag.
Bo Yun took her handbag and said, “Let's go, the bus is coming.”
“Oh.”
The bus stop sign was at the alleyway out of the house, very close to them. When they arrived, there were only two or three students who were waiting for the bus, but none of them belonged to their school. After all, the middle school students in their area were many. Not every classmate needs to go to school to practice running early in the morning.
But this does not mean that the bus is empty.
The bus came slowly after crossing the intersection. The car was already half full. After Qiao Ting and Bo Yun got on the bus, Bo Yun stood in the back door as her guard, holding the railing in his hand.
If you think this is a sweet couple on their way to school, then you are wrong, because after the car started, Bo Yun began to ask her some physical and chemical formula questions.
“What is the formula for calories?”
“What?” Qiao Ting was dumbfounded when asked suddenly.
“Calories, formulas.” Bo Yun is clear and clear every word.
“Oh…” Qiao Ting panicked thinking about the answer, “h...h=ms△t.”
Woo...she thought that Bo Yun specially accompanied her to take the bus, but she didn't expect to even take the lessons to the bus!
“What does h stand for?”
“Heat absorbed or released!”
“What about m?”
“Hey...that...quality?”
“s?”
Qiao Ting suddenly joked, “Sadistic?”
Bo Yun lowered his eyes, staring sharply at her naughty face.
“Kidding... ah!”
The car suddenly braked, Qiao Ting's body shook greatly. Bo Yun's long arms quickly circled her slender waist, stabilized her body, and asked her to hold the front armrest and stand with her back facing him.
When the car continued to drive forward, he didn't let go of her hand either, just circled like this, only a trace of sweetness appeared in Qiao Ting's heart, and the problem continued.
“What is s?”
“Oh oh…” He doesn't even give her time for a beautiful pink bubble?
“s is heat…”
Related questions one after another, Qiao Ting had to concentrate on the answer, and suddenly, there was a commotion in her chest, and she discovered that Bo Yun's hands, which had originally wrapped her waist, had already been holding her. The breasts were even rubbed vigorously.
She was shocked, her face blushed, and she looked at her left and right embarrassedly, afraid of being discovered. She didn't expect that the bus was already full of people at some point and it was so crowded because Bo Yun was standing behind her. The relationship of guarding gave her a spacious and comfortable space.
But such a space is actually for his hands to move better on her.
The winter sportswear of their school is zippered. She also wore a warm coat outside. Bo Yun used this coat to zip her sports coat to her chest. The white underwear was on her chest. The palm is looming.
She bit her lower lip lightly and never thought that she would do this with Bo Yun on the bus.
Bo Yun continued to ask questions. Her mind was a little confused because of his restless hands, but Bo Yun seemed to be unaffected, one after another, questioning her.
“Why are there more bronze wares than iron wares in the museum?”
“Because…” She was panting carefully, because Bo Yun's hands had gone deep into her underwear, holding her nipples, and rubbing them left and right.
She couldn't help feeling the bursts of pleasure from his fingertips, her mind was blank.
“Because of what?” He lowered his head and leaned against her ear, as if to make her hear better, but the heat blowing on her auricle made her body more sensitive. “Because...because of iron's oxidizing power...better than copper...hmm…” For fear of being heard by others, she hurriedly pressed the back of her hand to her tender lips.
“And then?”
Bo Yun greedily lifted her entire breast out, just the size of his hand, allowing him to enjoy the dense touch of the delicate skin and the dynamic elasticity.
He felt that his little brother began to harden.
He put the slowly rising hard pestle against her back, and with the vibration of the car, he pressed it one after another to create pleasure for himself.
It's a pity that Qiao Ting is too petite, otherwise he could put it on her ass and let her plump buttocks sandwich his big cock. How comfortable it would be.
“So...it's easy to form...iron oxide...ha...and then...easy to be brittle and brittle...well...easy to damage...copper...relatively not easy...not easy to damage…”
She felt something hard on her back, her puzzled little hand leaned back, and she unexpectedly touched a long thick object. She raised her head and saw only Bo Yun from the perspective of her standing. The firm chin realized what it was in an instant.
The little face is getting hotter.
It's Bo Yun's... there...
Yesterday, it came into her body. It was hot and hot, and hit her painful and comfortable big thing...
Thinking of everything last night, she couldn't help blushing and hurriedly wanted to take it back. But Bo Yun stopped her movement, and pulled down the pants to zip, the already tall cock came out and lay heavily on her palm.
She touched his hot clone, and she felt that it was so big that her hand could not completely encircle it.
He pulled the coat on his body to cover the lewd movement between the two, and led her little hand to create a comfortable pleasure for him.
“In this way... well done.” Bo Yun whispered in her ears with appreciation.
Once praised by Bo Yun, the simple Qiao Ting was overwhelmed with joy, and the little little hand was more diligent.
On the other hand, Bo Yun pulled the elastic band of her sports pants and slid in. At the bottom of the loose sports pants, he pushed the fabric of the bottom of the underwear and pushed it to the side of the labia. Going up, pinching the core of desire.
“Woo…” The rush of pleasure came. Qiao Ting pressed her mouth tighter.
From an outsider's perspective, Bo Yun looked like he is hugging the petite girl in front of him. Unknown to everyone, under the coat, there are all intimate behaviors.
Bo Yun not only rubbed her clitoris, but the long middle finger also pierced the small hole. Qiao Ting's heart beat and couldn't believe that she was inserted into that place by Bo Yun on the bus.
His fingers are thick and long, and his fingertips are rough, making it feel a particular sensation when rubbing against the inner wall of the vagina.
Qiao Ting only felt that his hands were flexibly drilled in and out there, and the whole person was going to be wrong.
Under the picking of his fingers, the kinky water dripped with water, and even his palm was wet.
“Qiao Ting's pussy is so wet.” Bo Yun bowed his head and said foul language in her ear.
Qiao Ting could not hear what he said at all. Her whole body of consciousness and senses were in his hands. She felt almost crazy and broke down. The little hand used to manipulate the penis went faster. Covering her tender lips, she groaned faintly between the fingers.
“Haa haa...haa haa…”
Coming..
Coming...
“Hmm…” Her head slammed into the front glass of the back door, banging loudly, just to hide her climax of joy.
The nearby passengers turned their heads, and Bo Yun quickly took out his hand from her chest and pressed her forehead.
“Why did you hit the glass all the time?” Bo Yun smiled and rubbed her forehead.
Qiao Ting couldn't speak, panting. Bo Yun turned her soft feet around and pressed her hot little face into his arms.
When someone wanted to get off the car, Bo Yun took Qiao Ting back a step, letting her lean against the rear partition.
The rear door was closed, and when the car continued to move forward, Bo Yun’s big hand was holding her pink buttocks up, and Qiao Ting’s feet hung in the air. She hurriedly pushed her toes. The front end of her sweatpants was pulled down.
Qiao Ting was surprised, and then she felt Bo Yun's big stick prod into her labia.
“Clamp your thigh.” Bo Yun whispered.
Qiao Ting didn't know what he was going to do, but still did as ordered.
Qiao Ting's long-term track and field thighs are strong and tight. Although they are not as tight as a small cunt, it is also very sensible to poke between the legs.
Bo Yun used the shaking of the bus and Qiao Ting's small hand tricks, before the bus arrived at the stop sign at the gate of Qiao Ting's school, he shot out on her sweatpants.
He tucked the still stubborn big object back into his trousers, straightened Qiao Ting's clothes, buttoned the coat, and handed her the uniform carrying bag to her.
“Don't practice running today.” He smiled softly.
Qiao Ting didn't know whether to be angry or annoyed, or to blush shyly.
He fiddled with her so that her knees became weak, how could she run?
And her sweatpants were stained with his semen and had to be replaced.
The car stopped at the school gate. When she was about to leave, Qiao Ting suddenly felt a little reluctant. She wished to take a few more stops and not to leave Bo Yun so quickly.
“Bye.” Bo Yun squeezed her little hand lightly.
“Bye.” Qiao Ting pursed her lips and turned to get out of the car.
The soles of her feet had just stepped on the asphalt, her knees suddenly alleviated, and she almost sat down.
Her knees are weak!
“It's time to get some bone strength.” Bo Yun teased her softly.
Qiao Ting turned her head and glared at him.
The back door of the bus slammed shut, and he drove away with his smug smile.
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