Hi, Jimmy can't do it so quickly Ah? Running has to persist. Long Haos turned around and said with a disdainful smile.
Sister Litao, why don’t we wait for him?
Forget it, it seems that he really can't run anymore. Let's take a break by himself. Let's continue, but don't run too fast, I'm afraid I can't keep up. Liu Litao glanced at Meng Hongyun helplessly and said
Haha, then let's not care about him, let's go. Meng Hongyun heard it sincerely, and felt that every word was like a sharp knife stabbing his heart, and the man's dignity disappeared, but he really couldn't run anymore, so he finally chose to surrender, all of whom looked at his wife and Long Haosi's distant figures.
My wife's cute buttocks twisted regularly with the running, and her slender and straight waist was lightly rising and falling. Long Haosi's wide body was like a moving city wall, with the width of his wife's two muscular thighs, and each piece of it looked so powerful. This scene was like an oil painting against the beautiful scenery around her, but this painting made Meng Hongyun feel uncomfortable. He turned his head over and then turned around, and the two had disappeared in the painting.
When Meng Hongyun slowly recovered, it had been a long time since his wife and Long Haosi had not come back. Meng Hongyun was a little worried that when he got out, he and his wife did not bring their cell phones. Meng Hongyun had to walk along the direction where the two left to look for it.
Meng Hongyun walked for a long time, and it was almost noon. He hadn't found his wife and Long Haosi. His steps couldn't help but feel a little panicked, and his worries became stronger and stronger. Where did his wife and Long Haosi go?
Sister Litao, does it still hurt? Meng Hongyun suddenly heard a sound coming from the lake, and he heard that you were Long Haosi's voice
Meng Hongyun followed the sound and walked around a huge rock. He saw his wife and Long Haosi sitting on the stone by the lake. Subconsciously, Meng Hongyun did not come forward to say hello, but quietly hid behind the big rock and only poked his head out.
It's much better. Actually, I didn't twist it a lot just now, but I accidentally sprained my wife. My wife leaned on the left on the rock by the lake, stretched her leg into the lake. On the grass next to her was a stripped Adi running shoes. My wife seemed to be injured, but it shouldn't be serious.
Sister Litao, you can't take it lightly if you sprain. At first, I didn't feel anything. After a while, I started to swollen. It may take several days to walk. Now I can't apply ice. I can only treat it temporarily with cold water. Soak it for a while. Long Haosi seems to be very professional in sports injuries.
Oh, my wife nodded in confidence, like an obedient little girl
Sister Litao, are you very tired to lift your feet like this? Why don’t you put them in my hands? Long Haosi said, leaning down and putting his hands into the lake to hold his wife’s little feet
No, I'm not tired. My wife seemed a little embarrassed and pulled her feet back
Don't move! Cold compress is to control the further rupture of capillaries to prevent blood from accumulation and forming lumps. If you move like this, the blood flow will accelerate, and the cold compress will lose its meaning. You don't want to swollen ankles tomorrow like pig's trotters, so you can't walk. Long Haosi was right, but it was so awkward when he heard Meng Hongyun's ears.
The wife had to obediently put her little feet between Long Haosi's palms
Ah~, itchy~ The wife suddenly exclaimed in a low voice, probably because the soles of her feet touched Long Haosi's fingers. Meng Hongyun knew that his wife was very afraid of itchy, which was a particularly sensitive physique.
Ah? Sister Litao, it turns out that you are so tickling, I didn't move anything Ah Long Haosi looked at his wife curiously
Yes, I have been very tickling since I was a child, especially the soles of my feet. My wife seems a little embarrassed
Unexpectedly, your physique is so sensitive, haha... Long Haosi burst into laughter, and couldn't help but tease his wife's soles with his fingertips like a prank.
Ah~, don't~, itchy, don't~, don't~, don't~, hate it~, itchy, hate it~, Long Haosi, you are so bad Ah~ My wife couldn't help but itch from the soles of her feet, her sensitive constitution twitched all over, and her huge breasts were jumping violently on her chest like two big white rabbits jumping around, as if there was a danger that might pop out of her collar at any time
Sorry, sorry, hehe... Obviously, his wife's reaction surprised Long Haosi, and he quickly stopped the small movements in his hand.
I hate it so much, Haosi, you're just making fun of others like this, bad guy~ bad guy~ my wife finally calmed down, gave Long Haosi a blank look, showing a little woman's coquettish attitude, which made Long Haosi feel rippled
But Meng Hongyun was jealous. This was the wife's side that belonged to her husband, but she showed it to other men without restraint.
Sister Litao, your feet are so small. Are Chinese women's feet so small and cute?
Long Haosi looked at his wife's little feet holding in his hand, snow-white, pink, small and delicate, the red nail polish on the middle fingertips of the water waves was shining with a bright red luster, so cute
Isn't your mother a Chinese? Have you never returned to China? Liu Litao asked curiously
I am a Chinese who grew up in the United States and have never returned to China. My mother passed away when I was very young. I grew up with my father. Long Haosi said sadly.
Oh, I'm sorry, Haosi, I don't know you have such sad things. Liu Litao hurriedly apologized and looked at Long Haosi sympathetically
It doesn't matter, that's all over. Am I tall and big now?! Long Haosi smiled and changed the subject, so I'm a little curious if our Chinese women's feet are as small and cute as Sister Litao, you?
Have you heard of the three-inch golden lotus in China? My wife looked at Long Haosi with a little proud look on her face and continued: In ancient China, women's feet were beautiful, and feet smaller than three-inch were called golden lotus, just like a cute lotus. For the sake of their little feet, they even used cloth to wrap their feet. Although this feudal idea was abandoned by modern people, having a pair of cute and exquisite little feet is still the pursuit of most women.
Long Haosi seemed to understand it. His wife's little feet were not as big as Long Haosi's palm. It was like a cute little lotus. She couldn't help but caressed her, as if she was playing with an exquisite work of art.
Sister Litao, your feet are so sexy! I have never seen such charming little feet
Ah~Haosi, don't, you forgot that I'm very tickling. My wife's pretty face was flushed by Long Haosi's touch, and she shyly stopped Long Haosi's frivolous behavior, but her voice was very powerless. Meng Hongyun seemed to see a little intoxication hidden in her embarrassed expression.
Haosi, my feet are almost the same. Let's go back, Jimmy is still waiting for us. After all, my wife mustered up the courage to interrupt Long Haosi's touch
OK, Long Haosi reluctantly watched his wife's little feet pull out from his palm, as if he was like a child who had lost his beloved toy, full of loss
Seeing that the two of them got up and were about to leave, Meng Hongyun hurriedly retreated to the road and walked back specially. He pretended to meet by chance and the three of them ran into their heads on the road by the lake, but they seemed a little embarrassed between them.
On the way back, Meng Hongyun did not run anymore but took a walk, which made Meng Hongyun feel relieved. His wife and Long Haosi were chatting all the way, about work, life, and the chat content was very American. Meng Hongyun was surprised that his wife had integrated into American society well in such a short period of time. Passersby who didn't understand the situation would definitely think that his wife was a Chinese who immigrated to the United States for many years. Who would have known that she had only been to the United States for a few months.
Liu Litao and Long Haosi had a very happy chat. When they talked about interesting things, they often laughed and couldn't get into the mouth. Meng Hongyun was in a low mood. Although the three of them were walking side by side, Meng Hongyun looked more like a strange passerby. The road to home was not far, but Meng Hongyun felt that time was passing very slowly.
That day, Meng Hongyun returned home from get off work, carrying a takeaway food box in his hand. Before Liu Litao came back, Meng Hongyun sat lonely in front of the TV and ate a hot dog with a little coldness, but he seemed to be a little used to this situation.
The phone on one side suddenly shook, and a text message came in. I opened it and saw that it was my wife's text message. The content was that there were many files in the police station that needed to be overtime at night to sort them out. I couldn't say what time I could come back, so I asked Meng Hongyun to rest early and not have to wait for her.
Are you so busy that you don’t even have time to call? Looking at the cold words on the screen of your phone, Meng Hongyun was a little unhappy and worried. The public security in Detroit is so poor now. It is really dangerous for a woman to drive on the road at night, but the subconscious machismo made him give up the idea of calling his wife.
Meng Hongyun was lying on the bed in the bedroom, and the lights were not turned on, only the lights and shadows were beating on the TV screen. Before he knew it, Meng Hongyun fell asleep in a daze
I don't know how long it took, Meng Hongyun was woken up by a sound of water. It must be his wife who came back. He took a shower in the bathroom and picked up the phone at the head of the bed. He could barely see the Arabic numerals in the dazzling light. Meng Hongyun shook his head helplessly and continued to lie on the bed, squinting his eyes.
Suddenly, some strange sounds mixed with the sound of water. Curiosity made Meng Hongyun get up from the bed. As he gets closer and closer to the bathroom, the sound becomes clearer, which is the moan of a woman!
The bathroom door was not closed. I looked in along the crack of the door. My wife was sitting naked on the toilet. She had layers of water on her snow-white skin. The shower head on the wall kept spraying water outward. The water flow hit the floor tiles and made a rustling sound.
My wife was masturbating! This was the first time that Meng Hongyun saw his wife masturbating secretly on the toilet lid, leaning against the wall, one leg stepped on the edge of the bathtub, and the other leg was slightly stretched to the ground. The bright red vagina between the legs was inserted into his wife's index finger, accompanied by the continuous cleavage of the index finger, and his thumb skillfully flirted with his already congested clitoris.
Sister Litao, why don’t we wait for him?
Forget it, it seems that he really can't run anymore. Let's take a break by himself. Let's continue, but don't run too fast, I'm afraid I can't keep up. Liu Litao glanced at Meng Hongyun helplessly and said
Haha, then let's not care about him, let's go. Meng Hongyun heard it sincerely, and felt that every word was like a sharp knife stabbing his heart, and the man's dignity disappeared, but he really couldn't run anymore, so he finally chose to surrender, all of whom looked at his wife and Long Haosi's distant figures.
My wife's cute buttocks twisted regularly with the running, and her slender and straight waist was lightly rising and falling. Long Haosi's wide body was like a moving city wall, with the width of his wife's two muscular thighs, and each piece of it looked so powerful. This scene was like an oil painting against the beautiful scenery around her, but this painting made Meng Hongyun feel uncomfortable. He turned his head over and then turned around, and the two had disappeared in the painting.
When Meng Hongyun slowly recovered, it had been a long time since his wife and Long Haosi had not come back. Meng Hongyun was a little worried that when he got out, he and his wife did not bring their cell phones. Meng Hongyun had to walk along the direction where the two left to look for it.
Meng Hongyun walked for a long time, and it was almost noon. He hadn't found his wife and Long Haosi. His steps couldn't help but feel a little panicked, and his worries became stronger and stronger. Where did his wife and Long Haosi go?
Sister Litao, does it still hurt? Meng Hongyun suddenly heard a sound coming from the lake, and he heard that you were Long Haosi's voice
Meng Hongyun followed the sound and walked around a huge rock. He saw his wife and Long Haosi sitting on the stone by the lake. Subconsciously, Meng Hongyun did not come forward to say hello, but quietly hid behind the big rock and only poked his head out.
It's much better. Actually, I didn't twist it a lot just now, but I accidentally sprained my wife. My wife leaned on the left on the rock by the lake, stretched her leg into the lake. On the grass next to her was a stripped Adi running shoes. My wife seemed to be injured, but it shouldn't be serious.
Sister Litao, you can't take it lightly if you sprain. At first, I didn't feel anything. After a while, I started to swollen. It may take several days to walk. Now I can't apply ice. I can only treat it temporarily with cold water. Soak it for a while. Long Haosi seems to be very professional in sports injuries.
Oh, my wife nodded in confidence, like an obedient little girl
Sister Litao, are you very tired to lift your feet like this? Why don’t you put them in my hands? Long Haosi said, leaning down and putting his hands into the lake to hold his wife’s little feet
No, I'm not tired. My wife seemed a little embarrassed and pulled her feet back
Don't move! Cold compress is to control the further rupture of capillaries to prevent blood from accumulation and forming lumps. If you move like this, the blood flow will accelerate, and the cold compress will lose its meaning. You don't want to swollen ankles tomorrow like pig's trotters, so you can't walk. Long Haosi was right, but it was so awkward when he heard Meng Hongyun's ears.
The wife had to obediently put her little feet between Long Haosi's palms
Ah~, itchy~ The wife suddenly exclaimed in a low voice, probably because the soles of her feet touched Long Haosi's fingers. Meng Hongyun knew that his wife was very afraid of itchy, which was a particularly sensitive physique.
Ah? Sister Litao, it turns out that you are so tickling, I didn't move anything Ah Long Haosi looked at his wife curiously
Yes, I have been very tickling since I was a child, especially the soles of my feet. My wife seems a little embarrassed
Unexpectedly, your physique is so sensitive, haha... Long Haosi burst into laughter, and couldn't help but tease his wife's soles with his fingertips like a prank.
Ah~, don't~, itchy, don't~, don't~, don't~, hate it~, itchy, hate it~, Long Haosi, you are so bad Ah~ My wife couldn't help but itch from the soles of her feet, her sensitive constitution twitched all over, and her huge breasts were jumping violently on her chest like two big white rabbits jumping around, as if there was a danger that might pop out of her collar at any time
Sorry, sorry, hehe... Obviously, his wife's reaction surprised Long Haosi, and he quickly stopped the small movements in his hand.
I hate it so much, Haosi, you're just making fun of others like this, bad guy~ bad guy~ my wife finally calmed down, gave Long Haosi a blank look, showing a little woman's coquettish attitude, which made Long Haosi feel rippled
But Meng Hongyun was jealous. This was the wife's side that belonged to her husband, but she showed it to other men without restraint.
Sister Litao, your feet are so small. Are Chinese women's feet so small and cute?
Long Haosi looked at his wife's little feet holding in his hand, snow-white, pink, small and delicate, the red nail polish on the middle fingertips of the water waves was shining with a bright red luster, so cute
Isn't your mother a Chinese? Have you never returned to China? Liu Litao asked curiously
I am a Chinese who grew up in the United States and have never returned to China. My mother passed away when I was very young. I grew up with my father. Long Haosi said sadly.
Oh, I'm sorry, Haosi, I don't know you have such sad things. Liu Litao hurriedly apologized and looked at Long Haosi sympathetically
It doesn't matter, that's all over. Am I tall and big now?! Long Haosi smiled and changed the subject, so I'm a little curious if our Chinese women's feet are as small and cute as Sister Litao, you?
Have you heard of the three-inch golden lotus in China? My wife looked at Long Haosi with a little proud look on her face and continued: In ancient China, women's feet were beautiful, and feet smaller than three-inch were called golden lotus, just like a cute lotus. For the sake of their little feet, they even used cloth to wrap their feet. Although this feudal idea was abandoned by modern people, having a pair of cute and exquisite little feet is still the pursuit of most women.
Long Haosi seemed to understand it. His wife's little feet were not as big as Long Haosi's palm. It was like a cute little lotus. She couldn't help but caressed her, as if she was playing with an exquisite work of art.
Sister Litao, your feet are so sexy! I have never seen such charming little feet
Ah~Haosi, don't, you forgot that I'm very tickling. My wife's pretty face was flushed by Long Haosi's touch, and she shyly stopped Long Haosi's frivolous behavior, but her voice was very powerless. Meng Hongyun seemed to see a little intoxication hidden in her embarrassed expression.
Haosi, my feet are almost the same. Let's go back, Jimmy is still waiting for us. After all, my wife mustered up the courage to interrupt Long Haosi's touch
OK, Long Haosi reluctantly watched his wife's little feet pull out from his palm, as if he was like a child who had lost his beloved toy, full of loss
Seeing that the two of them got up and were about to leave, Meng Hongyun hurriedly retreated to the road and walked back specially. He pretended to meet by chance and the three of them ran into their heads on the road by the lake, but they seemed a little embarrassed between them.
On the way back, Meng Hongyun did not run anymore but took a walk, which made Meng Hongyun feel relieved. His wife and Long Haosi were chatting all the way, about work, life, and the chat content was very American. Meng Hongyun was surprised that his wife had integrated into American society well in such a short period of time. Passersby who didn't understand the situation would definitely think that his wife was a Chinese who immigrated to the United States for many years. Who would have known that she had only been to the United States for a few months.
Liu Litao and Long Haosi had a very happy chat. When they talked about interesting things, they often laughed and couldn't get into the mouth. Meng Hongyun was in a low mood. Although the three of them were walking side by side, Meng Hongyun looked more like a strange passerby. The road to home was not far, but Meng Hongyun felt that time was passing very slowly.
That day, Meng Hongyun returned home from get off work, carrying a takeaway food box in his hand. Before Liu Litao came back, Meng Hongyun sat lonely in front of the TV and ate a hot dog with a little coldness, but he seemed to be a little used to this situation.
The phone on one side suddenly shook, and a text message came in. I opened it and saw that it was my wife's text message. The content was that there were many files in the police station that needed to be overtime at night to sort them out. I couldn't say what time I could come back, so I asked Meng Hongyun to rest early and not have to wait for her.
Are you so busy that you don’t even have time to call? Looking at the cold words on the screen of your phone, Meng Hongyun was a little unhappy and worried. The public security in Detroit is so poor now. It is really dangerous for a woman to drive on the road at night, but the subconscious machismo made him give up the idea of calling his wife.
Meng Hongyun was lying on the bed in the bedroom, and the lights were not turned on, only the lights and shadows were beating on the TV screen. Before he knew it, Meng Hongyun fell asleep in a daze
I don't know how long it took, Meng Hongyun was woken up by a sound of water. It must be his wife who came back. He took a shower in the bathroom and picked up the phone at the head of the bed. He could barely see the Arabic numerals in the dazzling light. Meng Hongyun shook his head helplessly and continued to lie on the bed, squinting his eyes.
Suddenly, some strange sounds mixed with the sound of water. Curiosity made Meng Hongyun get up from the bed. As he gets closer and closer to the bathroom, the sound becomes clearer, which is the moan of a woman!
The bathroom door was not closed. I looked in along the crack of the door. My wife was sitting naked on the toilet. She had layers of water on her snow-white skin. The shower head on the wall kept spraying water outward. The water flow hit the floor tiles and made a rustling sound.
My wife was masturbating! This was the first time that Meng Hongyun saw his wife masturbating secretly on the toilet lid, leaning against the wall, one leg stepped on the edge of the bathtub, and the other leg was slightly stretched to the ground. The bright red vagina between the legs was inserted into his wife's index finger, accompanied by the continuous cleavage of the index finger, and his thumb skillfully flirted with his already congested clitoris.
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