
I’m in the shower!
I have something to do. I won’t be there for about another hour!
An hour. That’s a long time! Can’t it be faster.
No way, I’ll try. You try to wash as slowly as you can, and better yet, masturbate for a while.
Don’t be afraid of being overheard. Come on!
Okay, it’ll hurt you then.
I hung up the phone, got busy, and rushed over there. Almost there, my girlfriend called.
Why aren’t you here yet? I’m already out. Pick me up at the XX intersection.
When I picked up my girlfriend, she had red eyes, like she had just cried. I asked her what was wrong, she refused to say. Later, when I pressed her, she told me that she had made a mistake at work and let the leader talk to her. She said she wanted me to comfort her. How? At her prompting, we went to the nearest to open a room.
It was only later that my girlfriend told me what happened that day . I put together what happened based on my girlfriend’s retelling and my imagination.
After my girlfriend and I finished talking on the phone, she felt anxious and went to the restroom in the locker room. After peeing, my girlfriend pushed open the door and came out, so scared that she screamed, and there was a man standing in the locker room, a man, who was probing and looking.
Get out of here, or I’ll scream! My girlfriend blushed, her left arm covering her nipples (her breasts were too big to cover all of them) and her right hand covering her lower body.
You shout, all off duty, no one can hear. The security guard smiled lewdly.
Get out of here, rascal. My boyfriend will be here soon.
Don’t hoodwink me. I just heard it all. It’s an hour away. I haven’t finished reading it yet. Go on.
The girlfriend rushed over to get the bag with the clothes, but the security guard was faster and grabbed the bag in his hand.
I’m gonna tell the manager to fire you!
I’m going to fire you anyway, I’m going to rape you now. The security guard closes in on his girlfriend.
Girlfriend scared straight back: no, no, I won’t say anything, don’t, I promise!
All right then, you keep washing, I’ll just watch. I’ll leave when you’re done.
No, you’ve seen it all, please, give me back my clothes. My girlfriend was so anxious that she was about to cry.
You promise or I’ll take the clothes to the office.
The girlfriend cried and had no choice but to go back to the bathroom, turn her back on the bathroom door and start washing up. Hurriedly wipe the shower gel, so as to quickly wash up.
Turn around. What are you afraid of. The security guard gave an order, his girlfriend had to face the security guard, naked and showed her beautiful body in front of the security guard.
Wash your lower body as your girlfriend squats. Stand up and bend over to wash. The girlfriend had to do as she was told so that both breasts would jiggle for the security guard to see. The guard again told his girlfriend to turn around and bend over to see her genitals. The girlfriend said nothing.
Well then, that’s it for today. The security guard turned to leave.
Where are my clothes, give them back to me. Girlfriend crouched in the corner and asked.
It’s in the men’s bathroom, go get it yourself. After saying that, the security guard left on his own.
Asshole, good thing it’s right next door and it’s dark, no one should see it. The girlfriend mentally cursed while comforting herself.
Covering her vital parts, she opened the door, saw that no one was there, and scurried to the men’s bathroom. The lights were on and the bag of clothes was on the bench. Girlfriend heart put down half, rushed over to open the bag. But the bra and panties were nowhere to be found.
What are you looking for?
The girlfriend jumped in shock and jerked back, so disgusting. He saw the security guard stripped down to a pair of shorts and holding his girlfriend’s underwear in his hand.
Give it back to me. My girlfriend was so mad, she jumped on me and grabbed it. The security guard is a big man who cares about her. A hand on the girlfriend in the arms. Girlfriend desperately want to break free, the security guard took the opportunity to enjoy his girlfriend’s breast massage. Hard to escape, the security guard threw the underwear to the ground far away, the girlfriend rushed to pick. The security guard grabbed his girlfriend’s buttocks while she was bending down, and she bounced up, holding her panties in her hands and putting them on her feet. Just as she lifted her legs to put them on, the security guard grabbed her legs with one hand and lifted them up. Girlfriend golden chicken stand, the security guard from behind to hold girlfriend, the other hand has touched the girlfriend’s labia. (It is important to know that the girlfriend is a clitoral orgasm type, when the vulva is touched, water will flow for a long time, and she will orgasm. Good thing the security guard didn’t know this.) After a few touches, the girlfriend yelled for help and desperately tried to block her lower body with her hands. The security guard smoothly pulled off the panties hanging on his girlfriend’s feet and stuffed them into her mouth.
The girlfriend was pressed to her knees next to a bench in the locker room, face down on the bench. Her hands were clipped behind her back and bound by the security guard in a bra. She felt the cock that had previously been pressed against her ass through her clothes had broken through the fabric barrier and was touching her pussy lips directly. The girlfriend prayed for a miracle, for me to show up and save her. But as the hot, hard rod squeezed a little into her pussy, her girlfriend knew her hopes were dashed, knew that her last place of shame had been conquered.
The security guard began to thrust. With each forward thrust, the security guard’s large belly slammed heavily against his girlfriend’s ass with a popping sound; with each thrust, the security guard’s thick pubic hairs rooted into his girlfriend’s asshole and labia; and with each thrust, his girlfriend’s nipples scratched against the rough surface of the bench.
The guard stopped thrusting, and her girlfriend struggled to get up thinking it was over. The security guard’s thing that had been inside her a moment ago was bobbing in front of her eyes. It was a short, thick cock that was getting closer and closer to her. The security guard sat down on the bench and pulled his girlfriend over to sit across his lap. The girlfriend stood barefoot on the wet floor; bare thighs on hairy legs; bare pussy pressed against the hard bird. The security guard ran his hand between his girlfriend’s labia, his cock protruding into her cunt as his fingers guided him. Both of his girlfriend’s breasts were being held tightly by the guard, squeezing them into various shapes, the
The girlfriend cried while hoping that the abuse would end soon. However, the security guard pulled her breasts, forcing her body to move up and down, fiddling with the thick penis. I do not know how many times, the security guard let his girlfriend stand up, dragged her to the bathroom, forced his girlfriend to turn on the faucet, just under the flow of water, so that his girlfriend stood on the floor with one foot, the other foot rests on the wall hose, stand and continue to fuck his girlfriend …… Not long, the security guards unlocked the binding of his girlfriend’s bra, so his girlfriend with two hands on the wall, bucked his buttocks, and from the rear The security guards unlocked his girlfriend’s bra and made her hold the wall with both hands and stick her ass up in the air. The first thing you need to do is to get a good look at your girlfriend’s big, sagging breasts, and then rub them. And also said: such a big tits, the last time I saw after I wanted to touch, pinch up really good, is not often be touched ah?
(Insert a paragraph, the security guard said he had seen his girlfriend’s tits, according to my girlfriend and I discussed, it may be that the security guard had peeped at his girlfriend’s bath several times before. This is just a guess. But one time, my girlfriend wore a professional outfit with a V-neck. Inside was the bra. As soon as I saw it, I knew it would be naked, and sure enough, as soon as she bent her head down a little, she could see the bra inside. To know girlfriend 34C breasts have always been wearing half cup, this look, you can see half of the white breasts. Girlfriend later recalled that those times the security guard always come over to turn around, nothing to fool around. (Turned out to be eating ice cream.)
I don’t know how many times I inserted, my girlfriend’s legs are soft, slowly sliding down. The security guard simply let his girlfriend kneel on the ground, like a bitch to be raped by him. The security guard’s thrusting faster and faster, impact more and more fierce, girlfriend heart shouted: do not shoot in ah, to be pregnant. However, her girlfriend still felt a hot liquid sprayed in the deepest part of her vagina. And both breasts were almost pinched.
The girlfriend went limp on the floor, cum from her vagina slowly running down her thighs. The security guard picked up his girlfriend’s bra, said something about keeping it as a souvenir, and walked away.
Girlfriend slowly climbed up and took out the panties in her mouth, they were all too wet to wear. And carefully washed the filth left by the security guard. Put on her clothes and came to see me.