She Likes to Go Out 4

Chapter 4 – Episode 4. Ep.4 at a Construction Site Near My House, at Night, Alone – 4

Joo-hee prepared to go out. Stand in front of the mirror and examine yourself.

Crazy, crazy

It was a really ridiculous outfit.

A few days ago, she found a hoodie zip-up on the Internet to wear when going out near her house. A favorite year soon appeared. Her favorite color was white, and most of all, it was best to see the crab softly inside.

She didn’t think long and just bought it. And the goods arrived today.

Is this really okay? It looks like everything.

The length was a little shorter than she thought. It was a dress that was fixed in one size. She was shorter than the product model, so I thought it would be okay.

Will it cover your panties? However, when I put it on, the hem only came down to my hips.

She was going to try on her new outfit without pants, but it felt like the bottom of her panties would be visible if she didn’t pull it down with all her might.

And that wasn’t all. This seemed to come out better than I thought. I could clearly see what color was under the clothes. Under the bright light, the color of her nipples seemed to show through.

She pulled back her clothes. It was pulled tight, revealing the outline of the body. The already hardened nipples stood out. If you try to cover your butt, you end up like this.

How do I get out

In fact, it was natural. The clothes she bought were designed to be worn lightly on the outside with something inside first. She knew everything and ordered it.

However, the reflection in the mirror was much more erotic than I thought. The color of the panties showed through.

At least it was black, so the bottom was somehow very short, so you could see it, but the breasts were too obvious. If they weren’t crossing their arms, anyone up close would notice.

I should have worn a bra. Wear something more underneath. But still…

She just came out I ran out of the room and hurried to the front door. Her room was closest to the entrance, and the living room and master bedroom were furthest back.

Mother only said good-bye to the sound of the door opening. I knew that these days, I usually go out for a walk in my apartment complex alone at night. Fortunately, he didn’t seem to notice her dress.

It’s already quite late, so you should be asleep by the time you get back. I felt a little guilty.

I’m sorry, mom and dad. My daughter is an incorrigible pervert.

As always, the first thing that greeted her was the dark, quiet hallway of the apartment. It was a place she passed several times a day, but today was new.

She walked toward the elevator, dressed nonsensically. Every time the scarlet hallway lights came on, she startled.

I was concerned. I was concerned about the short hem.

Even if you pull it down, a loophole remains somewhere.

A cool breeze kept trying to blow into my hips and thighs. If the front hem is lowered, the back is the problem, and if the back hem is lowered, the front is the problem. When the side hem was lowered, both the front and the back were a problem.

So let’s drop the side hem. No, what are you thinking?

The sound of slippers hitting the hard floor was especially loud today.

What if someone comes out? It’s dark so I can’t see it well. It will be fine.
I don’t see it for sure. You checked earlier.
And what if you can see it? No no. It shouldn’t be like this.

Even though I seemed to be walking fast, the elevator that looked far away was hardly approaching.

Sorry neighbors. A poor bitch who doesn’t even know how to dress properly lives next door.

After passing through the three front doors, I arrived in front of the elevator. The automatic light in front of the elevator turned on. The surroundings brightened up.

She looked at herself. The shape of her breasts was clearly visible as the hem of her dress was pulled. The curves, the silhouette, it wasn’t that much. If you look closely, you can even recognize the color of the stem and flower plate.

At this rate, she wondered if it was right to take the elevator. The inside of the elevator would be bright, so it would be more noticeable.

She crossed her arms, crossed her legs, and hunched over her body would somehow cover it up, but it was just right for her to look like someone in a huge rush to the bathroom.

The even-numbered elevators were on the 18th floor. Standing still, it seemed that no one was riding.

As she was about to press her button, a red inverted triangle appeared over her number 18.

Who rode no. Who must have pressed it on the first floor?

Anxious, she pressed the elevator button.

What if there is someone I hope so. No. Then it’s a big deal

Fortunately or unfortunately, the elevator was empty. She rode the elevator alone. Large mirrors were attached to the sides and back.

She saw in her mirror a naked body that was not her own shimmery nakedness. Between her world and her inner world, there was only this thin sheer fabric.

Haha. I must be really crazy

She thought that someone had to yell at her, feeding her mad chestnuts hard.

This. Even the thought made her feel better.

Yes, curse me

As the elevator descended, she recalled that the elevator had started moving before she had pressed her button.

Someone is waiting for the elevator on the first floor. That meant that when she got to the first floor, she would inevitably run into other people in the light.

I didn’t know if I would be able to see this dirty side of myself. My heart beat quickened.

If you act naturally, you might not know. If you don’t look closely…

Suddenly the elevator stopped. She looked up at her habitually. It was on the 4th floor, not the 1st floor.

“… !”

The door is open. A middle-aged man stood in front of the door. She choked her breath.

Nonsense…

She leaned against the corner of the elevator. If she didn’t, her legs would falter and she wouldn’t be able to stand properly. The middle-aged man glanced at her several times as the elevator went down only three floors.

I’m watching. I’m really watching.

It must have been.

He crossed her arms and glanced sideways at her raised upper chest and at her thighs under her overly short hem.

I was so nervous I couldn’t even imagine what he was thinking.

The elevator finally reached the first floor. The middle-aged man cleared his throat and left first.

She took a quick step behind him. A young woman and another middle-aged man were waiting for the elevator on the first floor.

She felt their eyes quickly scan her. She slipped the hat on her jacket and ran out of the apartment.

Everyone saw me I have a bare chest. I’m wearing only the underpants.

I continued to run and ran out of the apartment complex. She couldn’t afford to leisurely walk around the apartment complex with her neighbors. I was afraid of bright places.

She ran up the hill she used to go. It wasn’t until she reached a familiar street lamp that she stopped her busy legs and caught her breath.

It was awesome.

She calmed her dizzy mind, recalling her giddy memory of her last few minutes.

A woman running in the middle of the night wearing sheer clothes and panties.

How did people see it you’ve seen it all you’ve seen it all How will you live in the future?

But she soon had to admit that the sense of immorality had set her on fire.

The pants that caught people’s eyes were wet.

It was clear that it wasn’t sweat that soaked his panties. Instead of sweat, chicken skin was all over her body. There was only one place where she spilled something.

This is so good, what can I do?

It was a terribly pleasant experience. Dressed in ignorance, she passed by normal people.

You couldn’t see her face. Are you okay. It will be fine.

She was pulling her hood down. She had her arms crossed, so she might not have known that she was no bra. She might have thought the black bottom was short shorts, since her jacket covered her insides to some extent.

She couldn’t have imagined a woman walking around like this. She should have hoped so.

She took off her hood and checked the place she had arrived. It was her abandoned redevelopment area that always greeted her with a twinkle.

She immediately took off her wet underwear.

He took a crumpled newspaper out of her pocket and straightened it roughly. She picked up some stones and pressed them down to keep the newspaper from flying away. She unfolded her underwear there and gently set it down.

Now, when someone comes here, there is no excuse.

She was a crazy pervert bitch who threw up her panties outside and masturbated. If anyone of her saw her now, it was obvious that she would think that way. She will be a figure that cannot be beaten without any excuses.

She unzipped her jacket as well. She embraced the soft wind on her exposed bare skin.

Freed up She stood in the moonlight, under the twinkling lights, unraveling everything.

Each wind blew her robe and landed lightly on her hips.

She laughed. She felt very good.

He put his hand on her pussy. It was wet and hot. She felt cold, but her body was hot. The pussy was hot.

She stood with her legs apart. She attached her index and middle fingers. In the meantime she placed the clitoris. Her mind wandered. Her stimulation was stronger than ever.

She tried again and again. Her body wasn’t listening. When I put her hand under her, she involuntarily twitched at her waist, making a raunchy sound. Even touching her labia made her whole body go numb.

“Ha… Huh…”

It was too much for her to stand.

She sat with her hips pressed against the narrow strip of newspaper. She was already soaking wet, but put her panties on her thighs to keep them from getting wet. She stepped on the bare ground with her slippers and spread her legs apart. The preparations are over.

“Haha… Haha… !”

She comforted herself by sitting alone in a dismal demolition area. Today, my hand movements were too fast. She preferred to slow down.

Slowly. Let’s take it slow.

It’s because he ran She soon regained her natural speed. There was the sound of something dripping on the paper. Hearing that, she was so embarrassed that she wanted to hide in her mouse hole. She hated to admit it, but her embarrassment made her feel better.

Now when I go outside, I want to masturbate.

She opened her mouth and made a noise. It was fine as long as it wasn’t too big. No one comes here anyway.

“Huh… This is what happened… Too…”

Her fingers moved lightly. Bakchalbak, he swam really well. She cheered eagerly from above with a dolphin-like sound.

The newspaper she was crushing with her hip tore a little. It seemed to be because of the wetness.

She supported her body with her left arm and lifted her hips. Legs spread out more. It was such an attitude that if someone was in front of her, she would be able to look inside her gaping pussy.

She opened her private parts wide toward the residential area where people would one day live close together. And she continued to scold her shameless private parts.

I masturbate with my pussy wide open outside.
Please curse at me for being a vulgar and dirty bitch.

“Haha… Haha… !”

The waist received the share of the movement of the left hand. At some point, I was actively moving my waist up and down. She also wanted to comfort her breasts that were being neglected by her. But her hands were lacking.

She missed her first and last man with terrible memories. Looking back, there was nothing I liked from one to ten, but I wanted to see her hands caressing her breasts, only the lips sucking her breasts like a baby.

No. You don’t necessarily need those lips. Someone… I wish someone could help me a little.

“Huh… !”

Her ass landed on the hard floor. She accepted the pain with pleasure. She placed her hand on her belly and savored her aftertaste.

She caught her breath. She wiped the sweat from her forehead and under her chin, and the saliva from the corners of her mouth. Today was really great.

She took her small hand mirror out of her jacket pocket. It was the first time she had ever come out with a mirror. She checked my messy face in the mirror.

What’s this…

It was funny. In the mirror, she was panting like a dog. The pupil was wandering, unable to find a place for her to stay.

It was a look worth seeing. It was just right to be criticized for being in heat like a dog. She put the mirror back in her pocket.

I’d rather not see it.

If I looked at it more, it seemed that another delusion would come up again.

She sat down to take a break, then picked up her panties and stood up. She was reluctant to put her wet panties back on, but she couldn’t help it.

I threw the torn newspaper on a pile of stones and walked away.

Oh She didn’t zip up. She zipped up her jacket and pulled her hood over.

Took her hand behind her back. Her warm ass felt through her panties.

How about the front The middle of her panties was wet.

I’m such a mess

Joo-hee Song, who traveled down the hill to her other world, returned to her reality.

She was worried about going home. It was midnight, so few people passed by, but there might still be a few aunties out for a walk in the complex.

Riding the elevator was also a problem. It would be a big deal if someone would ride with me like before. Her gaze is also her gaze, but when she thinks that there might be a dirty smell, her eyes widen.

She had no choice but to go fast anyway. She had to quickly make her way back to her apartment.

The thought of going up the 14th floor by stairs was terrifying for her, but she couldn’t help it now.