Chapter 15 Instructions

(To create a civilized city, state-owned enterprises and institutions must send personnel to work on the road. In the morning, it is my wife's turn to work on the road on the road. She is petite, cute, and charming. She is wearing a red vest and lazily holding a sign to guide passers-by. I saw that she was erect!)

During dinner, I specially picked up a few more slices of water chestnuts for her: This is what you have worked hard to get, eat more.

The child asked strangely: Is this the mother award?After saying that, I picked up a few more pieces.

My wife kicked me and glared at me hard, but when she turned to the child, she looked very smiling: Well, it was from the Mom Award, the water chestnut is a good thing, and her skin is white after eating it. Let's finish it and don't leave it for dad...

Since they have stories, I will chase them and fight.

This plot is exciting, and she also needs to digest her nervousness.What we husbands who like to be cuckolds can do is to let their wives feel comfortable and comfortable at the same time when the sudden stimulation is provided with her an extremely comfortable nest. This nest is so quiet and safe that no matter how timid and afraid of things, the turtle is willing to stretch out its glans and walk around...

So, I didn't mention that young man when washing dishes, nor when watching TV with her. At most, he just pretended to be warm and warm with ulterior motives. He thought that it was very sunny and gentle, and he included a very generous and generous smile. She suddenly understood everything and became a little embarrassed and angry.This made me say nothing and she knew everything, and she even began to wonder when I would mention this to her.I still didn't mention it when kissing or touching, and I didn't mention it when inserting it.Why?For such a shameful thing, you must tell her in the most shameful posture!

Back entry is the most commonly used initial posture. Sometimes, in order to hurry, I can easily deliver the goods in this posture.But today I will torture her slowly, and I fully enjoy the softness of every wrinkle deep in her body.

I didn't say anything, and my hand conveyed my meaning instead of my mouth: my hand caressed her smooth spine and the small pit on the spine. She knelt, supported her hand on the bed, raised her butt, and enjoyed my body very familiarly; my hand reached forward to pinch the small breasts, and my wife would cooperate to erect her body, pushing her back gently to let me go deeper, and proudly thrust her breasts to enjoy the caressing; my hand stretched over her shoulders, stretched over her neck, and gently stroked her face, and she would tilt her head and ate one or both of my fingers into her mouth (she was used to stuffing things in both mouths)... There was mud below, and the sound was endless.

Looking at my wife who was so comfortable that she was humming with pleasure after being inserted, and looking at her round butt, I remembered Liang who took turns entering and leaving this corridor with me. Her lower body swelled so much. I pushed her hard for a few times. My wife felt something strange, turned her head to look at me, and I pulled it out.

My wife Ah said, then I gently broke her big butt to the side. She turned around and lay down obediently. I jumped out of the bed, stood by the bed, grabbed her thin legs and wrists with both hands, dragged her to the bed with a sneer, raised her feet high, and separated her greatly. The glans slid into the wet slit with a little force.

Her face was red, her eyes were staring at me, and her hands rubbed her breasts.

This position has always been the most shameful thing for her. Whether it is Liang or me, she will blush every time she does this position.

I pushed hard and said something, and she looked at me panting and responded to me:

How is he?

who?

That one during the day!

Little brat...

Where are you kissing?

Face……

Didn't kiss?

Got away...

Where did you touch?

butt……

Is it comfortable?

Well, it's not as comfortable now...

Want to do this with him?

Still a child...

Adult.

Very tender...

How do you know?

There is nothing to beard...

Have an appointment?

Good Ah...

Develop later?

Good Ah...

Why don’t you pretend?

Why do you need to pretend if you like?

Then tomorrow?

Listen to you...

noon?

Listen to you...

Where to cum?

Listen to you...

Slut!

Not sexy enough...

How to say it?

Didn't knock him down today...

I growled and shot all into her depths. She rubbed her breasts motionlessly, her breasts undulating, and she was bearing the heat flow...