Deep Thoughts

Sagan scolded ungraciously, "Look at me, you're obscene!"

Sagan seemed to have misunderstood Jonas and thought that Jonas wanted to have sex with her. But it was better than being mistaken by Sagan for looking at her long legs. Jonas was afraid to say that he missed her, and he was worried if she would be angry.

Hesitantly, Jonas finally couldn't help himself, lifting Sagan's legs slowly.

"What are you doing?" Sagan said sourly.

Jonas quickly explained, "I was checking to see if you had done anything."

Sagan looked speechless, "Who wears lace on such a cold day?

Jonas feigned ignorance, "It looks exactly like black silk, doesn't it?"

Sagan turned to Jonas and said, "Silly girl, this thing looks like black silk, but it's warm.

Jonas looked unconcerned, "Okay, I'll try."

Jonas touched it, it felt good, Sagan's legs were the best he had ever seen!

Jonas was a little out of control, but at least Jonas had some sense left in him, and he quickly calmed down.

Jonas asked, "I'm a little sleepy, why don't you go get something to eat before you come over to my house." Jonas asked.

Jonas immediately replied, "That would be perfect."

When she got to Sagan's house, she took off her shoes, and Jonas noticed that Sagan was wearing a pair of shorts and a thin pair of silk stockings.

Sagan had changed into her own clothes while they ate. Jonas looked around the house, and he felt that if all went well, the villa would be hers, and then he would be able to live in such a large house himself. It would be like a windfall.

The thought of so many houses in the future made Jonas happy. It turned out that bachelors could marry beautiful girls and live in big villas.

Sagan, dressed in casual clothes, fancied her future with Jonas. She was no longer wearing panties, only a pair of white cotton socks. This is just a pair of very ordinary socks, but Sagan's white shoes, Jonas is very interested.

Jonas and Sagan embraced. Jonas went out to buy a bottle of water and fell asleep on the couch.

Jonas didn't know whether to give him a hug or not. Jonas suddenly remembered the pair of silks Sagan had just removed.

Jonas thought of Sagan's shoes, and he did just that. Even if something went wrong this time, he wouldn't be scared, just admit to being a little prude.

Jonas stood up easily but walked over to Sagan and began to admire her black stilettos.

Jonas picked up the pair of blue heels Sagan had worn yesterday.

More than ten minutes later, Jonas snuck into his room and saw Sagan's clothes. Jonas touched Sagan's body, then picked up her panties and lace.

Jonas began.

Jonas noticed something strange about Sagan, and she turned to Jonas and said, "Consider me air."

A thin sheen of sweat formed on J's brow. Jonas gave her a somewhat sheepish look, but Sagan didn't seem to react, just looked at Jonas calmly.

Jonas waited a moment, then said to Sagan, "It's a bit messy on your side.

Sagan immediately retorted, "Do you think I'm stupid, that you're cleaning up?"

Jonas thought for a moment, blushing slightly, "You know, I like your thighs."

"Talk to someone!" Sagan's voice rang out.

Jonas had to force out his darkest thoughts. Sagan stared at Jonas,"

Jonas quickly pulled up his pants and Sagan grabbed Jonas, "Don't go yet, I don't know what you're thinking, but I'm curious. you can go on."

Jonas looked stunned, "You want to make a fool of me?"

Sagan quickly explained, "No, I just wanted to see."

"Aren't you afraid of my man?" Jonas asked.

Sagan Si Qian said without anger, "I haven't seen you for days, how can I be afraid!"

Sagan carried Jonas to her bed and left him to his business. Jonas lay on the bed and gathered Sagan's underwear and undergarments in his arms.

Sagan stood by, silent, but with an odd look in her eyes. Jonas gave her a dirty look and motioned for Sagan to communicate with her, and she let out a cry.

After all this, Sagan looked at Jonas, "What are you doing, getting yourself so dirty?"

Jonas quickly replied, "Good thing it's not in my bed, I'll wash your clothes later."

Sagan asked, "No rush, I was just wondering, what's your attraction to my bimonthly retreat?

Jonas quickly replied, "It looks white and tender, like chicken legs.

"You really think so?" Sagan asked curiously.

Jonas said: "Yes, will you?"

Sagan hesitated, then spoke, "If you're interested, I can grant your wish and go to bed."

Sagan said, pulling a pair of knee-length black silk stockings from her closet and pulling her pajama bottoms off. Jonas nearly snorted at the sight.

Sagan sat down and looked at Jonas with a mysterious expression on her face. She didn't know if she was seducing Jonas or looking down on him, but all in all, she felt strange.

Jonas looked at Sagan and began, "I want to tell you something."

Sagan didn't speak, just stretched her legs out in front of Jonas. Jonas didn't care what he looked like to her either. He can do whatever he wants, like a nerd who just got a new toy.

Jonas and Sagan talked for more than half an hour, not enough play, was about to end his own fantasy journey, Sagan suddenly said: "OK, do you want me to help you?"

Jonas's face was clear, "You know this, are you trying to deceive me by faking it?"

Sagan smiled, "I haven't seen it for myself, but I know some things, go, I'll play with you for a while."