Chapter 357: Bab 8
Li Xiaoyun stood up again to adjust her posture, knelt and sat on the yoga mat, then leaned forward with her butt cocked up, her posture a bit like the initial movement.
Seeing Li Xiaoyun's plump buttocks again, the coach licked her lips and came to the back of her ass, "Come on, beauty, open your thighs and lean back." "
Li Xiaoyun moved his legs and straightened his buttocks.
After Li Xiaoyun opened her legs, the seam on her buttocks became larger, and the wet marks underneath became more obvious.
"Are the gluteal muscles relaxed? "For this reason, the coach directly touched Li Xiaoyun's ass with his hand.
Li Xiaoyun shook her ass, but she didn't resist too much.
The coach's hand touched her butt plate back and forth a few times, then assumed a grasping posture and tentatively squeezed it.
"Yeah. . . . . . "Li Xiaoyun reacted a little, twisting her ass to avoid his hand.
The coach stretched out his hand again, patted her ass twice, buckled the yoga pants on her ass, and said, "No way, beauty, your gluteal muscles are still so tight. I didn't relax. Maybe your pants are too tight. Come on, let me help you relax. "
After speaking, the coach stretched out his hands, buckled the yoga pants on both sides of his buttocks, and made a move to tear them.
Li Xiaoyun realized it and wanted to stop it.
But before I had time to stop it, I just heard a "tear", and the yoga pants behind the buttocks were directly torn apart by the coach, revealing the white underwear inside, as well as the clearly visible wet marks on the bottom side of the underwear.
Li Xiaoyun hurriedly stretched out her hand to cover her back. She had already felt the reaction below her, afraid that the coach would think she was a bad woman if she saw the embarrassment below her.
But how could the coach not see it? In fact, when he didn't tear it apart, when his fingers touched this place on the yoga, he felt moist.
"Don't move, get down. "He smiled and took Li Xiaoyun's hand away, quietly admiring the beautiful scene behind her.
"Yeah. . . . . Don't. . . . . "Li Xiaoyun twisted her ass, trying to avoid the naked rape of the coach.
The beautiful picture shown behind Li Xiaoyun's ass made the coach swallow and spit again. He stretched out his fingers and gently tapped on the wet spot on the bottom of Li Xiaoyun's underwear.
"Ah. . . . . . Yeah. . . . . . . Don't. . . . . . Yeah. . . . . . . "Li Xiaoyun stretched out her hand again to block her ass, shaking her head constantly.
"Don't move, beauty, your husband is in the study next door, don't bring him here. "The coach took her hand and said.
As soon as Li Xiaoyun heard him mention her husband, she obediently took her hand away, lay down on the yoga mat, and buried her head in her arms. In shame, she didn't say a word.
Indeed, she was afraid that her husband would come out again, and if he saw this scene, she might have to divorce her.
This coach also took care of Li Xiaoyun's point, knowing that she was afraid, so she was bolder.
The coach's fingers reached Li Xiaoyun's wet panties again. This time, he didn't just point her on it, but boldly slid his fingers along the wet marks on his underwear and rubbed the small holes inside.
"Yeah. . . . . Yeah. . . . . . . Yeah. . . . . . . Don't. . . . . . Yeah. . . . . . . Yeah. . . . . . . . Yeah. . . . . . . Yeah. . . . . . . . "
This period of stroking made Li Xiaoyun moan uncontrollably, and her ass kept twisting. She always wanted to avoid the teasing of the coach's fingers when it was itchy.
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