Chapter 95 – Outdoor Exposure Command_Escalator Exposure (3)
Outdoor Exposure Command_Escalator Exposure (3)
With fingers tangled in threads, operate the smartphone. Beyond the screen, translucent bodily fluids were staining the smooth surface. The stained screen reminded me of myself being stained.
[Pull the hem of the T-shirt 5 cm, and take a posture of stepping on the stairs in front of you.]
At first, it was just about spreading her legs a little or holding a posture that emphasized a certain part, but now she went further, forcing exposure that might be seen for real. Of course, if it is about 5 cm, will it be visible? Maybe you can’t see It was a length of about to do it, but if you think about the situation where you haven’t even reached the rooftop yet, you can predict how far it will lead in the next order.
At most, the T-shirt barely covers the bottom of the thigh, and it is said to be only 5cm, but the secret inner flesh that is covered with only that is starting to be revealed. It was only carefully lifted up slightly, and with that alone, the soft flesh was barely visible.
Then, take a step forward with the red shoes and give them a step. I’m just putting my feet in front of a step, but the lower mound that has already been revealed above seems to reveal its shape more clearly.
It seems, it seems. Still that much. Even so, if you focus on it, if you are a person who knows my situation, it’s just a little bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of It’s dangerous.
It is said to be covered, but in broad daylight, in front of so many people. I could see that he was showing the woman’s secret place.
And, I could see that the sultry gaze that was about to sting was directed towards the end of the mound that was slowly exposed. Strange phantom pain, as if it were not an illusion, as if poked with a finger.
The tip, the light pink, immaculate inner skin, was cautiously stimulating as if it were barely visible. Nearby, several people who were now staring at me attentively looked at me even more blatantly. Even without looking at it, I could feel those soggy eyes as if I was being touched. This vivid texture had a texture that was too vivid to think that it was just a mere whim.
The reluctant and hot desire of a male grabs at my flesh as if it were raw. At the signal of that strong desire, at the stimulation of the eyes with physical pressure, they fall down. She was caressed and teased with only her eyes.
Weird, weird feeling.
It wasn’t being directly touched, but it was being touched as if it had a substance. Something that doesn’t have a physical reality is harassing and dirtying my inner flesh.
Horrible, miserable.. Dirty low-cost femininity, innocence, something that should have been shiny and precious is painted black and polluted by the filthy eyes full of desire of men who do not know who they are. Reluctant, disgusting and fishy. A sense of despicable contempt overwhelms me. Above all, that polluted sense that should be terrible, that terrible stimulus that should give you goosebumps, why, why do you feel so good?
Why is the wave of filth that becomes dirty and turbid overflowing with such a stimulating, clear and distinct pleasure… ♡
I’m just surrounded by men’s gazes, but I feel like I’m going to go into heat.♡
Click-
The sound of shooting from his cell phone, but it didn’t stop there, and the sound of clicking and clicking came from the surroundings. It’s not the sound coming from my phone, it’s definitely this recording sound… ♡
Not only was it shown, it was being filmed.
Of course, I’m covering it up with sunglasses and a mask, so I don’t think anyone would think that I am ‘Lee Ha-eun’… Although this It was seen by so many people and was photographed. Lewd gazes, and one’s own tartness being recorded…
The sight, the figure, made my heart beat hotly.
Light vibrations felt from the perineum and coccyx continued to flow down the spinal cord with pleasant, appropriate stimulation. It wasn’t as intense as before, but just enough to immerse you in the pleasure of now.
With a slightly heated skin, she secretly reveals her raised pussy, and uploads all the photos on the Internet. They record their plaque one by one in public land where anyone can see it and where anyone can store it.
The process just happens in a very short time.
And, more than anything, I get excited about the fact that I’m falling off myself so easily.
Ah… The fact that the womb is pounding is taken for granted.
At least this much, I’m sure behind this, I’m staring at the height of the fall that is still sinking. If it’s just this much, if it becomes like this, in the future, for the next far-fetched fall… How will it turn out? How much better does it make you feel? Can you stand the pleasure? At that time, was I sane and dropping myself into the pit?
That moment, expected and expected. I can’t stand it and throw it away.
The letter of the command that continues to sound,
And the eyes of people who are blatantly changing accordingly.
Some of the people around me, who had already noticed, were blatantly following me, losing their destination. As if covetous, with eyes full of desire, they violate me and tame me.
It is abandoned because it seems that it will succumb to the gaze, that obscene and intense gaze.
I feel like I’m going to follow whatever the eyes tell me to just look at. It seemed like it would be reached just by being seen and being demanded by the eyes. I was getting addicted to the gaze mixed with desire.
The sticky eyes were tying me up before I knew it.
I reached the 13th floor, the rooftop, but the gazes following me did not think to disappear. They must have found that I was a very easy prey, easy to hunt and, above all, just do as I was told. The male who noticed this became bolder than anything else.
Now, no one averts their gaze even if they make eye contact with me. I just laughed at it and looked at it more blatantly.
The scene of an ordinary department store on a weekend afternoon is stained with obscene and filthy muddy water. In the ordinary space of daily life, only the area around this escalator had an unusual and sensual feeling, like an adult striptease salon. It was getting more and more watery.
As if waiting, I listen to the chattering sound from my cell phone, and look at my lewd posture that will follow with open eyes. Among them, there have been people who have passed by touching their buttocks or whispered obscene words in their ears.
5cm, 10cm Even the instructions that were barely covering the bottom were becoming more explicit, and now they were showing a blatant appearance that had no intention of covering it at all.
It was a very short period of just posing and filming, but it was already showing very clearly to the people around me.
Her pussy was dyed red before she knew it, and it was red and bloodshot like her owner’s face. The sticky saliva didn’t stop, staining the pure white stockings that were left behind instead of underwear. It was clear more than anything that her thighs were soggy.
Using the rooftop as the turning point, the escalator now descends, and yet the people around me follow me down as if there was no destination from the beginning.
More blatantly, as if not avoiding them, they began to surround me now. Front, back and right next to it. The sound of an unknown man’s rough breathing penetrated my ears right away.
Click-
It wasn’t even an order. Directly under the shirt, right under the open space, a camera held in someone’s hand reflected the forbidden area as it was. The shutter sound and the bright flash that blatantly shines on the inner skin.
A clear image of her pussy, and the sky-blue jewel decoration of her anal plug.
These people really took it.
It didn’t stop there, and as if showing off, he was showing me the pictures he had taken. In the screen pointed at by an unknown man, the figure below that he was not wearing.
A red-engorged pussy mound, a gooey wet labrum, and a sapphire-colored decorative plug quivering. As if showing off my own lewdness, it pushes me toward it.
Become red and ashamed, get excited. A hot breath flows through the mask.
“Hey!”
Lightly sweeping back and waist,
It is not an illusion. It wasn’t even a gaze. Real touch. These people really started messing with me. I was really surrounded and harassed by these people.
5th floor. There was still quite a bit of time left to go down to the first floor, and someone I didn’t know who was brushing the nape of my neck. The unreasonable, uncomfortable touch of someone unknown, but the ever-increasing sensitivity of the body, the body in heat accepts such a touch as a signal of pleasure.
“Yes♡”
A moan that could not be tolerated and flowed down a little. As if that had boosted the confidence of the men, the hands of the people surrounding me began to make more bold and bold movements.
Thighs, back, and chest. Beyond the thin fabric, my swollen breasts were grabbed as they were. More than anything else, I am surprised by the blatant and unwillingness to hide it, and it hardens. As if kneading soft rice cakes, he kneads his breasts arbitrarily. In front of her eyes, her breasts were transformed at will at the touch of a man.
It’s like a toy, I think so.
That is a woman’s body. Was it made to be harassed by men? Such a sight that makes me think so without even realizing it. Here and there, her soft flesh was being teased and stroked to her heart’s content.
In the middle of the day, the sound of a ringing bell. A harsh, grotesque chattering sound as if it were being uttered right now.
And, the order that followed was more decisive than anything else.
[Pose the same pose as the person in the sent picture, and have someone else take the picture and post the picture.]
A short sentence and a picture attached.
A beautiful woman with white skin like her own, a Westerner? A beautiful woman with distinctive pale-looking ivory-colored skin, prominent features, and immaculate skin looked very appetizing.
A shy smile, but the image reflected in it was not at all shy.
The high-lifted ends reached up to his chest, revealing his inner flesh. It was as if I was wearing nothing, as if I was not wearing anything, and even the bewitching waist, navel, soft-looking breasts, and clear pink nipples were exposed and showed through. Above all, the underside, as if she was not wearing anything, was exposed and reflected.
Sensual, lewd pictures.
If I could grab the hem of the T-shirt I’m wearing right now and pull it up to my chest like in the picture…
Indeed, like the person in this picture, the person in it would be reflected in it, it must be what it was in this picture, without any comparison. And as much as I was holding the hem of both ends with both hands, I couldn’t film myself, so I had to ask someone else.
And that inevitably means that you have to ask yourself to take a picture of yourself in this form,
It is said that they have already shown a lot of appearances, but to ask for it… It took quite a bit of courage.
30 seconds was short enough to hesitate or hesitate, and above all It has been orderedBecause… Indeed, this was very embarrassing and hesitating.
In front of my eyes, I head towards the man who was playing with my breasts, now his nipples like toys. As if handing over a cell phone and begging, as if a lower person begged a higher person, they asked to film their tarnish with their cell phone.
Materialize the things that cannot be shaped into language. Let it spill out of your mouth, something precious. I visualized the illusion of something really important breaking and crumbling. Maybe it wasn’t an illusion, but something really important, something that shouldn’t have been broken, that’s what I thought.
Respectfully, as if you were dealing with someone higher in your hand. Towards the man who had been harassing me like an easy-to-handle toy until a little while ago. I politely ask you to take a picture of your dental plaque.
With both hands, he puts the mobile phone on top of his hand and hands it over as if he were presenting the truth.
Most humiliating,
But, why does his voice seem so happy? Why was it that so much watery joy was mixed in?
“Please. ♥ Please, could you take a picture of me with my cell phone again?♥”
Something precious, something important, sinks even more. Dive deep into
With no way to save it, it gets stained.
And, as much as that lost, incurable hot pleasure and strange, thrilling pleasure seep into my head, this intense pleasure is engraved. As if it is engraved in the soul, the pleasure of falling, falling is deeply engraved in the head.
Unforgettable, even intense, despicable, destructive pleasures of a shady fall are engraved in my mind.
To the bottom,
It sinks more and more towards the bottom.
To the awareness of that fact.
He puts on a gleeful expression, like a girl in love affair.
With a very sweet smile
Smile like a flower girl.
