She stared at me and muttered so hard with a scorching gaze.
I just kept my belly facing the sky because she was slightly nervous because of the sudden projection of her gaze.
What did she mean just now? Think I''m weird? Do you think I am a human?
But this confusion is redundant. How could someone think that a dog is actually a human being.
As I expected, Jasmine didn''t think much about it, but instead walked around me and walked to her closet.
After opening the wardrobe, she calmly began to take off her blouse, revealing her beautiful body wrapped in a light fit and close-fitting long sleeves.
Ah?
Just in this moment, I discovered what Jasmine was doing.
She was taking off her clothes.
"Wang!"
It was clearly a scene that should be watched calmly, but I barked because of excitement.
Jasmine was attracted by my voice and looked at me again.
"What''s wrong with you? Are you not full?"
I didn''t dare to speak anymore, so I could only look away, and then run around the room like a clockwork robot.
Jasmine''s eyes lit up and she made a scream.
"It seems you''re bored, right? You want to run, right?"
That''s not!
While complaining in my heart, I maintained aimless and illogical actions, praying in my heart that I would not be seen by Jasmine.
But Jasmine''s voice became a little happy.
"I''m going to run too, so I''ll take you with me."
"Wang!?"
I turned around and found that Jasmine had forgotten to wear a sports jacket on her upper body. At the same time, she took off her pantyhose, exposed her smooth and white thighs, and changed into sports trousers.
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
Although the scene of my girlfriend changing clothes is common to me, there is no chance to peek from this low angle. It is so fresh. And because my appearance has become smaller, the details of Jasmine''s delicate body appear clearer at this moment, whether it is her shining thighs or her crystal jade feet without calluses.
It''s been a long time... I haven''t seen it for a long time, I''m so moved.
The scenes of the past morning rose in my mind again.
Jasmine walked out of the quilt naked, grabbed her clothes with one hand and glared back fiercely, and then occasionally asked me to help her with buttoning because she couldn''t button up her underwear...
Oh oh oh oh oh! !
"Hey, why are you excited?"
When I came to my senses, I actually found myself lying on the stockings and skirt that Jasmine took off and swung her waist, waving her waist.