Adult fairy tale: Starting with social security black silk Little Red Riding Hood!

Rod looked at the woman, who exuded charm from her very bones, and immediately initiated a deep French kiss.

Tracy's eyes widened in disbelief that her first kiss had been stolen so suddenly.

Her hands patted his back with little force, the taps being harmless to Rod, instead igniting the suppressed fire within him.

He glanced around, seeing no one nearby.

He lifted Tracy off the ground, half-carrying her to a corner at the edge of the playground.

With one hand supporting her soft thighs, leaving Tracy half-hanging on him, he reached inside her close-fitting shorts with the other.

He had long desired a taste of this peach.

Tracy, who had been struggling, was enveloped by the overwhelming masculine hormones, her eyes gradually becoming dazed.

Unknowingly, her legs wrapped around Rod's waist like two white pythons.

Rod immediately felt a significant reduction in effort.

His freed hand joined the aggressive invasion.

Conquering territory, leveling mountains, and filling seas.

After a deep kiss lasting a full fifteen minutes, Rod finally broke away as Tracy gasped for breath, nearly suffocating.

"Give it to me!"

It wasn't that she didn't want to, or that she lacked feeling and need.

She simply didn't want to leave her best college memories in such a place.

She would regret it for the rest of her life.

If it were to happen, she wanted it to be in the most romantic and special place, exchanging her precious first time with her boyfriend.

Moreover, she didn't want this guy to get her body so easily.

A man won't cherish something he gets too easily.

That's the lesson her mother taught her.

She wanted this guy to endure, to suffer, until he couldn't help but beg her, and then she would reluctantly agree.

Besides, she was still Rio's girlfriend.

Even if she wanted to switch boyfriends, she had to dump Rio first.

As if venting the fire in her heart, Tracy bit Rod's shoulder hard.

Rod, not feeling any pain, simply continued to fondle the incredibly elastic and soft peach.

"Honey, although you're great, unfortunately, I already have a boyfriend. I won't betray Rio."

Having vented her anger, Tracy struggled to get off Rod.

This man seemed to possess a special magic that made people unknowingly immerse themselves and fall into madness.

Although she didn't know why, her intuition told her to stay away from this guy.

Otherwise, she wasn't sure if she could break free with reason a second time.

This woman?

Rod raised an eyebrow, a hint of surprise in his eyes.

He had felt that this woman was about to completely succumb.

The fire had reached its peak, yet she could still forcibly restrain herself.

"You want to run after starting the fire."

Rod slowly approached, pinning Tracy against the wall.

Her full endowment pressed against the wall, squishing into a pancake shape, overflowing to the sides.

Feeling the burning body behind her, Tracy's eyes suddenly became flustered, feeling like she had gone too far.

This guy's reaction seemed completely different from what she had imagined.

"That's not very gentlemanly; you need to be gentler with women."

Feeling the increasingly intense pressure on her buttocks, Tracy bit her lip, a trace of captivating charm flashing in her eyes.

Her skin turned pink.

"This reckless jerk!"

Bad guy!

Isn't he afraid she'll shout here?

Sighing, Tracy had to choose to compromise.

"Okay, okay, don't be so barbaric. No girl likes a guy as impatient as you."

"Be gentle."

Tracy gently pushed Rod, her eyes watery as if they could drip water.

"It's too reckless. I can't feel any pleasure when I'm so nervous, and you won't be comfortable either."

Tracy softly comforted Rod, looking at his expressionless face, his deep eyes seeming to hide a fire.

Just looking at them made her feel like she was about to be burned completely.

Even Tracy felt overwhelmed by such fiery eyes, her gaze darting to the side.

"Do you really want me that much?"

Tracy asked softly, tossing her hair, her tone filled with a softness that made people weak.

That gentle tone was like a Persian cat raised at home, gently walking over and licking your body.

Looking at his calm eyes, Tracy seemed to get the answer she wanted.

"I know you're uncomfortable, but such a beautiful thing can't be wasted here."

Tracy bit her lower lip, slowly moving closer.

Taking the initiative, she pushed Rod against the wall, a body check instantly immersing Rod in amazing elasticity and softness.

No wonder everyone has their weakness.

Who can withstand this weakness?

No cadre can withstand it.

Just as Rod was surprised at how bold this woman suddenly became, his eyes suddenly widened, and he couldn't help but gasp.

He felt his weakness being grabbed.

Tracy's mouth was slightly open, her arms gently swaying.

Her pink tongue slid restlessly up and down in her mouth, exhaling warm breath.

"Give it to me..."

Listening to that soul-stirring murmur, Rod felt the beast called reason in his heart gradually collapsing.

He kissed her directly.

Just as the two were immersed in this atmosphere full of desire, with passion gradually rising.

Tap, tap, tap!

Suddenly, a burst of hurried footsteps came, and the two people immersed in the ambiguous atmosphere instantly became tense.

Could it be Vivian coming to find him?

Rod's expression changed. It wasn't a big deal if it was just Vivian; what if she found out?

He just happened to have pent-up anger with nowhere to vent.

Wasn't Vivian offering herself a ready-made fire extinguisher?

However, he was afraid that Vivian would also bring Tina, which would be a bit of a headache.

Thinking of those pitiful eyes looking at him, heartbroken, Rod felt a headache coming on.

At such a close distance, there wasn't enough time for him to set up a barrier.

Listening to the footsteps getting closer.

Rod's brain was clearer than ever. With one hand, he picked up Tracy, who was also tense and stiff, and hid behind the protruding wall next to them.

The shape of this wall was convex. Hiding in the concave area could barely conceal their figures.

As long as the people outside didn't get too close, they wouldn't find them.

That was enough time for him to set up a small concealment barrier.

In the narrow wall recess, Rod and Tracy were almost face to face, stacked together. Because the space was too narrow, there wasn't even a sliver of distance between them.

Such close contact, the scent of perfume and body odor emanating from that sexy body, made Rod's werewolf blood boil.

The next second, Rod felt his weakness seem to touch someone else's weakness.

The atmosphere instantly became awkward and ambiguous.

Chapter 76: The Little Brain Controls the Big Brain!

In the corner, an ambiguous atmosphere filled the air.

Rod swore he wasn't doing it on purpose.

But, at such a close distance, at such an awkward angle.

It really wasn't something he could control.

Tracy shuddered. She wasn't stupid; how could she not know what it meant?

In those watery eyes, she couldn't help but roll her eyes at him, resentful yet yearning.

Rod pretended not to see it, enjoying the rare tenderness.

The narrow corner was really too small. It was barely enough to accommodate his large frame, let alone Tracy.

Although this woman looked thin and weak, in reality, she was completely big where she should be big, and small where she should be small.

The two of them squeezed into one place was simply torture.

Rod felt uncomfortable, and his body couldn't help but sway, adjusting to a relatively comfortable position.

"Don't move!"

Tracy suddenly trembled and said through gritted teeth.

In such a small space, with this guy's big frame, how could she bear it when he moved?

She felt like she was about to be squeezed to death.

Seeing that Rod didn't listen to her advice at all, she immediately bit Rod's shoulder hatefully.

Rod calmed down. Although he was still restless, it relieved Tracy.

This bastard.

He really didn't know the seriousness of the problem. What would happen if they were discovered by the people outside?

The ambiguous atmosphere between the two gradually heated up.

"Hurry up, you slut, I'll lie down."

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from outside, and Rod was slightly stunned.

Tracy next to him was also stunned in place. Why did this voice sound so much like her boyfriend, Rio's voice?

A trace of disbelief flashed in her eyes, and Tracy couldn't help but secretly look outside.