Chapter 7 Bad news

26 years old is the same age as a flower, but on his birthday, I spent a ridiculous half-day with two old men in my sixties. I secretly scolded myself for being ashamed, but I also understood that I was already deeply involved in it and could not extricate myself.

During this period, my husband was busy with work and rarely went home. When he had a rare opportunity to live a married life with him, my husband always only cared about his own pleasure and soon had an orgasm and ejaculation. He never took into account my experience.

Every time I make me so eager that I can't help but take the initiative to go and have a crush on Lao Chen and Lao Li

The child is about to be four years old. In order to have a tryst with Lao Chen and Lao Li, I started to use more and more excuses to deceive me. On the contrary, my husband was busy with work and he was a little dull, so he didn't have to worry too much about the scandal between Lao Chen and Lao Li and me being discovered.

At first I didn't dare to have an affair at home anymore, but I ran to Lao Chen and Lao Li's homes at any time

Lao Chen still used his clumsy technique to add some light SM training elements every time he had sex with me. Although I don’t hate this, I always feel a little disgusted and afraid of Lao Chen’s persistence in my anus. It’s strange that when Lao Chen and Lao Li entered together last time, I felt unprecedented comfort and pleasure, but it was difficult for Lao Chen to insert his anus to make me feel happy.

So I got a little alienated from Lao Chen and turned to Lao Li to have a more intense fight.

For a while, it took about a whole month. I left Lao Chen and Lao Li almost every day. Sometimes I just went to his house to help with housework, or went to the greenhouse contracted in the countryside to take care of the farmland. I felt that I would have sex when I came, especially the vegetable greenhouse contracted by Lao Li, which became one of our fixed cannon rooms. Lao Li even put a small folding bed inside, so that we can be passionate at any time.

Once with my best friend, my former college classmates praised me for being more and more feminine, and even joked that my husband must have nourished me well. I blushed and knew that I was already a shameless person who had become a sexual partner of an elderly neighbor.

Over time, my relationship with Lao Li became deeper and deeper. Lao Li's care and gentleness made me feel like I was dating again when I was a little separated from my husband during this period. Although Lao Li is old enough to be my father or even grandpa, so long spent time together, I also forgot his age.

When cooking at Lao Li's house, he would secretly kiss my neck, and I would turn my head and respond enthusiastically to Lao Li's wet kiss

These small actions that I only had when my husband and I first got married, happened between me and an old neighbor in the neighborhood. Others would definitely feel incredible, but I have long been accustomed to it. Perhaps this is the sign of my complete depravity.

Life is so dull but exciting. My life is lingering between a child who needs care and another elderly who needs care. Suddenly one day, I was unwell and entrusted my daughter to my mother-in-law. After going to the hospital for examination, the doctor told me that I was pregnant.

I was so scared that I lost my soul. After careful calculation, this child could only be Lao Li’s!

I had no choice but to abort the child without hiding it from everyone else, and then make up an excuse to let my husband and in-laws not worry

During those days of recuperation, Lao Li suddenly came to my house to see me without permission. I didn't know what kind of devil I was, so I told him about my pregnancy and told Lao Li that this was his child.

Old Li quickly apologized for me, saying that he had harmed me and took care of me gentlely for a day. I didn't blame him in my heart. After all, I was negligent. I had given up the habit of wearing condoms and underestimated the old man's body, thinking that they would definitely not get pregnant if they were old and their sperm was not energetic.

I offered to help Lao Li with my mouth, but he refused. He really cared about my body, let me rest well, and also moved me a little.

After my health recovered, my husband's work stabilized, so Lao Li and I didn't meet. Unlike Lao Chen, who lives in the same community, he looked up and saw him.

Old Chen still often works with me, but after I deliberately neglected him during this period, Old Chen did not force me. It seemed that he naturally resumed normal neighborhood relations. No one took the initiative to mention the ugly things in the past.

Once when I delivered food to Lao Chen's house, he took the initiative to say he wanted to talk to me. I thought to myself that he could not help it.

Unexpectedly, Lao Chen told me a bad news that Lao Li was in the hospital again. This time he was a terminal illness and could not live long. I had time to see him.

I was surprised and couldn't speak. That night, my husband was on a business trip for two days, and the child was sent to my parents-in-law again, so I went straight to the hospital to see Lao Li.

Old Li seemed to be much weaker. People in their early sixties looked like they were in their twilight years.

He saw me and just smiled and didn't say much. It seemed that he had expected that I would come to see him.

I asked him quietly what the disease was. He told me it was pancreatic cancer and probably won't last long

I asked him if he had enough money to treat chemotherapy. If it wasn't enough, I could find a way to get it together. He smiled and told me that I didn't need it anymore. The money at home was enough. I was crying and pear blossoms were raining. I sat by the bed and held his pale and weak hand tightly. There were many needle holes on it, all of which were traces left by the water.

The patients in other beds thought I was Lao Li's daughter, and kept praising me for being filial.

After serving him with a sick meal, he pushed his wheelchair and took him to the garden downstairs of the hospital for a walk.

The sunset is setting, and the afterglow is dark. Old Li suddenly holds my hand and says thank you

He looked at me sincerely and said thank you for your company in the last stage of his life. A young woman who is as beautiful as a flower does not dislike him. This old man gave him an experience that other elderly people cannot understand. His life is worth it. There is no regret. He can go to the underworld with beautiful memories with me.

I cried too, and cried again. It was hard to imagine that I had a true relationship for an old man who had no connection. Apart from my husband and children, Lao Li was the only man who could give me such sincere efforts.

I held his hand and told him not to think about it. His illness would be cured.

After taking the medicine that night, I called my family and stayed for the night in the name of my family.

At night, he helped Lao Li to the corridor and went back to the toilet. There was no one around in the middle of the night, so he helped him carry a bottle and enter the toilet.

Inadvertently, I saw Lao Li's cock again

After he urinated, he shook his hair clean. I was right beside him and did not avoid it. After all, I was really familiar with Lao Li's thing.

Suddenly, I had a naughty idea

I suddenly bent down and grabbed his soft cock in one bite

He was startled and asked me if I was crazy, this is a hospital

I told him where there was someone in the middle of the night, and even though I was relieved, I continued to suck his cock, which was still a little urine left.

Lao Li could only give up half of it. The hospital toilet, which is full of odor, has a irritating odor of chlorine disinfection. I licked Lao Li's masculine penis, which made me feel extremely excited.

The tongue gently licked the bottom of the penis, slipped, swept the urethra, and gently pinched his egg with both hands

He looked at him temptingly, and then kept swallowing his cock. Maybe he was also excited. A terminally ill man in his sixties actually became miraculously hard.

I took the drip bottle and pulled him slowly to the toilet room, and closed the door as soon as possible

I took the initiative to kiss Lao Li, and told him to treat the disease well. When he gets cured, I will wait for him.

Old Li choked up a little and cried and said thank you for having sex with him for the last time

I continued to squat down, shaking my head and sucking. After a while, the increasingly hard penis was full of my lewd saliva

Seeing that the time was right, I excitedly unbuttoned a few buttons and held out my breasts hidden in my bra so that he could enjoy them.

He smiled and pinched my nipples lightly

In an alternative place like a hospital toilet, doing such a shameless thing, I felt all over my body, and my nipples couldn't help but become hard.

Old Li lowered his head and gently stroked the areola with his tongue, sucking it

I feel that he is much more energetic, and only at this time does he not look like an elderly person with a terminal illness

Maybe my ovulation period is coming soon, and my body's desire is very strong. I probably look like I'm asking for pleasure, so I pulled up my skirt and took off my stockings and underwear.

I pressed my hand on the toilet door wall and raised my white butt to him

Old Li opened his vagina and found that I was already wet

The glans aimed at the tender pussy, which was thrusting. After all, it was in a public place. He was a patient again, so the swing was not large, so there was no sound of a slap.

But I've been fucked long ago, and I've been tempted

The drop bottle hanging on the toilet wall swayed with him, and I had to grab it with one hand and bit myself with the other, for fear that I would scream.

Lao Li saw me biting his hand, and felt naughty and stuffed my lace panties into my mouth.

Maybe it was because of the excessive excitement or because of the physical condition, Lao Li ejaculated in a few minutes.

I was still a little guilty, so I quickly cleaned up. The semen flowing out of my vagina slowly dripped down and soaked my underwear. While I was holding the drop bottle and I helped Lao Li back to the ward, I thought to myself that this might be the last time I had sex with Lao Li's skin, and I couldn't help feeling sad.

A few months ago, when I told Lao Li that I was pregnant and aborted, he had a subtle expression of joy and loss on his face.

Finally, I gave him my body once, but I was brave enough to not take safety measures

I might have been confused by the lard for a moment, and suddenly I had the idea of ​​giving birth to a child for Lao Li, leaving behind the flesh and blood in the world for him

I deliberately asked Lao Li to cum in her last time, and then planned to have sex with her husband tomorrow. Whether she could really get pregnant in the end, it depends on God whether it was her husband's child or Lao Li's posthumous child. Anyway, the country is now open to the second child.

But in the end I didn't succeed. Maybe Lao Li's health was really bad, and my husband happened to be unable to get me pregnant. I began to wonder if the last abortion had a follow-up effect on me. Anyway, my stomach didn't move after a few months.

Lao Li left at the age of 64. On the day of the funeral, I also went with Lao Chen.

A boy in his teenage appearance looks pretty and feels inexplicably close. Later, he realized that he was the child of Lao Li's daughter, that is, Lao Li's grandson

Although he was unable to conceive Lao Li's child in the end, Lao Li has his own family after all, and the boy is full of vitality. It is also the inheritance of Lao Li's bloodline, so it is not so regrettable.

After having funeral banquet together, Lao Chen invited me to his house for a seat

I was not happy at first, but I couldn't resist his invitation again and again

As a result, at noon, Lao Chen, who hadn't had sex with me for a long time, started to touch me. I resisted for a while at first, but I couldn't resist Lao Chen's brute force at all. I was half-pushed and half-heard, and I did it with him at Lao Chen's house once.

Lao Chen was very excited. I don’t know if it was because he mistakenly thought he could monopolize me after Lao Li passed away, but I also knew that the conflict between him and Lao Li was just superficial. Lao Chen, who was usually so cheerful at the funeral, also cried red with his eyes. Compared to my efforts to restrain myself, he was also venting his true feelings.

I can't remember when the last time I had sex with Lao Chen. Although we often meet, it seems that Lao Chen completely lost in the competition for me in favor with Lao Li.

Later, the frequency of affair between Lao Chen and I was not as good as the initial stage. Perhaps it was because Lao Chen knew how an old man could tie me up with the young and beautiful me, or perhaps it was because he also realized that Lao Li's death had a big blow to me.

After that, Lao Chen and I still maintained an underground lover relationship, but without Lao Li, it seemed that something was missing.

What’s strange is that in the next few years, I would visit Lao Li’s graves with Lao Chen around the Qingming Festival, and then go to a nearby hotel to have sex. Every time Lao Chen’s performance is better and more vigorous than usual, it seems to have become a regular program for us to visit each time.

One year, it took a long time after Qingming Festival to visit the graves. There were very few people in the cemetery. Lao Chen and I even secretly came to a field battle in the cemetery, which was particularly exciting, but these are all later stories.