Bearing the Bites Chapter 7

Ethan Han refused to admit that the crude trick could really hook him. For this sentence, he really stared at his phone for the whole night.

"Just teach me to do my homework like we're sitting here in the classroom..."

I woke up in a daze in the morning and saw the address link sent by Ava Fan. It felt like a dream.

Said to do homework like sitting in the classroom, Ava Fan actually found a book lover.

Ethan Han had never been to a book cafe. He either slept at home or played basketball outside on weekends. The book cafe was not on the street, and he couldn't find the way even after looking at the map on his phone. Finally, he had an idea and followed two geeks wearing anime character T-shirts to find the store.

The book cafe's business is better than expected. You can reserve a seat and read comics for a day by ordering a single drink set for about 20 yuan. Ava Fan is already in the private room on the second floor. It's called a private room, but it's actually a tatami covered by a paper-covered wooden door. It's only two folds in size, with a table and a special place underneath for sitting and resting your feet.

Ethan Han opened the sliding door and raised her head to look at him. The hanging fluorescent light made her face look white and shiny, and she looked more like a porcelain doll than when she first started school. Her baby face matched her shirt with a baby collar, and her black bangs matched her chestnut eyes.

Although it's fat, it seems quite cute.

He calmed down, took a big step, and sat down next to Ava Fan. This square table was very small, and a homework book took up most of the area. Ethan Han was too lazy to take out the physics test paper that was casually stuffed in the sports backpack, and planned to concentrate on teaching her homework.

Perhaps it was the closed wooden door that isolated the two of them from the rest of the world. As he was lecturing, he could only think of her, the scent of her hair, her earlobes with butterfly earrings, her tightly tied bra buckle, and her breasts that rose and fell with her breathing.

For a moment, he couldn't pretend anymore. His legs began to shake uncontrollably, not to mention the p3ni$ in his pants. He seemed to know that today was unpredictable, so he chose a pair of boxer briefs. His p3ni$ was hanging out in the left leg of his pants, and now it was spitting out water with its head raised. Ethan Han realized that his desire for her body seemed to go beyond the scope of ordinary S3xual desire and became a dark moss in his heart.

Ava Fan is always like this. She seems to have no idea of   being shy, or she is shy while doing her job.

"Do you care about my breasts?"

Her voice was trembling, and the last few words were even out of tune. But he was also busy. Ethan Han had no position or room to deny, and only uttered a vague "hmm" from his throat.

The two people's eyes met in the small space. Ava Fan didn't say anything, just stared at him blankly. There was some emotion in her eyes that he had never seen before.

Ethan Han opened his mouth and made up his mind.

"I want to see it."

She still didn't speak, and her eyes suddenly stared at the melted drink on the table.

"I want to take a look." Ethan Han's voice suddenly became rough, and he said with a sense of righteousness, "I just want to take a look."

Ava Fan's uterus seemed to be pregnant with an emotion that she had known for a long time, like the water drops accumulated on the wall of a beverage cup, increasing in number, and then suddenly sliding down. She took a deep breath, and the air seemed to become even more anxious.

"Let me see it, and I will teach you all your future homework."

"I'll treat you to whatever you want to eat every day..."

"No need."

His words were suddenly interrupted by her. Ava Fan came closer, and her lips like soft candy suddenly pressed against his. Her wet tongue seemed to sweep across the top of his lips, and then suddenly retreated.

Her eyes were bright, showing a tenderness, admiration and sorrow that she had hidden for a long time and he did not understand.

"I like you. You don't need any of this. I like you." She told him all that.

Ethan Han was speechless for a moment. He had already imagined that she liked him. But when she really said it, besides the joy and pride that were there, there was also some irritation and panic that he couldn't taste at the moment.

Ava Fan didn't give him more time to think, and her two lingering lips pressed softly against his.

Ethan Han first began to suck her lips back. There was some sticky transparent lip gloss on it, and he swallowed it up without knowing what it tasted. He couldn't figure anything out. One hand had already been clasped on Ava Fan's waist. It slid along the hem of her shirt to the soft flesh on her waist. It was a very, very soft touch, and no pastry chef in the world could knead such a dense ball. He sniffed the side of her neck and K!ssed it, and the other hand had already been placed on her raised breasts without any instruction.

The buttons of the clothes were already tightly tied, and between the buttons, Ava Fan's breasts stretched out a bracket-like arc, and the shirt was tightly pressed against the two breasts. He circled her to the small cushion in front of him, and his two hands tightly held her breasts from behind. His hurried breathing trembled from her neck to her nipples and clitoris. The buttons on her chest had been unbuttoned by him, and he rubbed and touched her, his hands moving more and more quickly, and peeled the shirt to the position below her breasts. He saw the scene of that day again. He stared at it.

Ethan Han couldn't hold back and asked Ava Fan to turn around and sit on him with her legs apart. When she sat down, he didn't feel the expected weight at all. He was already intoxicated by being pressed by such a soft and flexible body.

The two straps of the bra were slightly suspended in the air, dangling the two breasts, trembling like smooth pudding. The bra seemed to be a size too small, the cup was only enough to cover half of the breast, the areola could not be hidden, and the breast flesh in the middle was sticking out.

He buried his face between the two breasts, shaking his head in a daze like a little animal, and finally stretched out his fangs and rubbed the big, firm breasts with his lips and teeth.

Although she didn't feel disgusted, when Ethan Han really took off her bra, Ava Fan still shrank her chest and shook it twice. Then she was caught back by Ethan Han's iron-hoop arms.

Her breasts were really that big and firm. They popped out of the bra twice and moved with her breathing. The breasts basically took up the bottom of the two round plates of the boss, but the middle of the breasts was even fatter, and the radius was extended inward and outward, making it rounder than the papaya. The areola was also big and round, and was a light brown color, floating on the tip of the breast, like the old-fashioned lollipops that I ate when I was a child. He stretched out his tongue and licked the areola. Ava Fan shook on his cock again, and her meaty a** was pressed against his cock. The cock was so stimulated that it had already become hard like a mallet.

What made him jealous the most was the nipples. A teenage girl actually had such big nipples. They were round, like unripe bayberries, tender pink in the middle, and slightly ripe brown around the edges.

This Sl*t, if these breasts weren't pulled up by herself, then her body must be born to be Fcuked and to be taken care of by men.

He thought so viciously, and buried his head in her surging breasts, rubbing them with his nose, sucking them with his mouth, and even using his free hand to hold the base of her other breast, never letting her breasts idle.

Ava Fan was so sucked that she couldn't speak. Her nipples were swollen, numb and pleasurable. But she didn't dare to scream. She had to hold his head. When he sucked her hard, she grabbed his hair and pressed him deeply against her chest.

Ethan Han was not willing to let go of her two nipples today. It was not enough to just hold them in his mouth, he sucked them for a while, bit them like playing, bit them until she shrank back in pain, and then he stretched out his thick tongue as if to soothe her, rubbing her two nipples with his tongue coating.

"Be gentle..." Ava Fan couldn't bear it anymore and kept muttering in his ear.

"Hmm..." Ethan Han still held her nipple in his mouth and looked at her provocatively.

Ava Fan just thought he was annoying, and her lower body was gurgling, her underwear must be wet...

He bit her again, and after the pain, she felt tingling again, which made her unable to help but push her breasts to his mouth again. During this time, she couldn't help but rub her body back and forth on him, back and forth, like the coin-operated rocking car she rode when she was a child.

His cock was very hard, just like his mouth, rubbing against her clitoris as it swung, making her waist even softer. Ethan Han's cock couldn't stand the grinding and was about to surrender. He was really absorbed by the breasts that he had been thinking about, and had no time to care about his little brother. He used his rough fingerprints to twist her nipples back and forth. He lifted the fat breast base with his palm, and then put it down suddenly, letting the breast flesh shake in the air. His head was buried in her chest, as if he wanted to suck the milk that had been stopped for the past sixteen years from her breasts, and each suck was fierce and fierce.

"Ethan Han..." Ava Fan pushed him again and called his name softly.

Ethan Han just responded perfunctorily, and some muffled sounds came from her chest.

Fcuk, he’s going to die on these tits.

We finally had the food, and it was nutritious. This meal is more nutritious, so we need to absorb it more and continue to nourish ourselves tomorrow.