The night is getting colder and the air is getting colder
Only dim lights were left on the deserted long streets, and the leaves of the trees floating on the high walls were swaying constantly in the night wind. Qing Hong walked alone on the road. Although Zhang Yong had been insisting on keeping, Qing Hong's deep guilt made her not want to stay for a moment. She just wanted to return home and return to Lin He as if only in this way could she get a brief peace and warmth from this road of no return.
When she thought of Lin He, Qinghong felt a pain in her heart. She had never thought that she had cheated on her, so she betrayed the man she loved her most deeply, but he still treated her in every way. Maybe Zhang Yong was right. People like her would definitely go to hell if they died. Just think this was the last time. If you can't meet Zhang Yong in the future, Qinghong decided in her heart.
In the past, she hated Zhang Yong very much, hated him for molesting herself, and hated him for rape, but now when I think about it, if it weren't for the long-term loneliness and emptiness of my heart and not flirting with those messy porn groups, how could Zhang Yong have an opportunity to take advantage of it, and how could these things happen later?
She seemed to be unable to tell what she felt about Zhang Yong. He seemed to be no longer as disgusted as before. Is this man who is about ten years younger than her in her heart a desire or love?
She actually has no answer
When Qing Hong returned home, Lin He was already asleep
There are also a few plates of home-cooked dishes that Qing Hong likes to eat on the table in the living room. They have been sealed with plastic wrap. There is a bottle of beer next to it. After drinking half of it, there is a note left on the side:
Wife, I'll go to bed first. If you come back late and feel hungry, heat up the dishes on the table and warm the carrot and pork rib soup in the kitchen
Qing Hong's heart suddenly hurts, and her eyes suddenly become wet. She came to the bedroom. The faint light from the window shone on Lin He's sleeping face. Qing Hong couldn't help but kiss Lin He's forehead gently, gently stroked the outline of his face, and said sorry in her heart. At this moment, Qing Hong was filled with extremely regret and guilt. She didn't know how to face Lin He, and she couldn't imagine what the consequences would be between them when Lin He knew all this.
Qing Hong gently covered Lin He with a quilt, covered the door, and walked out gently
She looked at the food on the table, took a few bites, took another shower, threw this manly-like clothes into the washing machine, and made sure that she had left no traces. Then she went to bed and lay down. She hugged Lin He's warm body from behind and pressed him tightly. Lin He seemed to realize Qing Hong's movements, suddenly turned over, hugged Qing Hong into his arms, put his hands on her chest, and naturally held her two snow-white and plump breasts. Within two minutes, the heavy breath sounded again.
Qing Hong didn't struggle. This was Lin He's habit of sleeping for many years. She enjoyed the feeling at this moment. She buried her head in Lin He's arms, and listened to her husband's symmetrical snoring in her ears, and gradually fell asleep.
When Qing Hong woke up again, the sky was already bright
She felt her head was dizzy, and hurriedly took out her cell phone from under the pillow and saw that it was already 9:30 in the morning. Lin He next to her had disappeared. She was so anxious that she immediately jumped from the bed and entered the bathroom. She should be late for work. She quickly washed up and didn't have time to put on makeup. She came out with clothes and prepared to go out, but she saw Lin He coming out with a hot breakfast from the kitchen.
Husband, this is the point, why don't you wake me up
Qing Hong's face was a little complaining
Seeing that you sleep so well, how can I bear to call you Ah? Come and have breakfast
What else to eat for breakfast, I have to go to work quickly
Wife, this weekend, Ah, and I will go to work?
Ah?!
Qing Hong glanced at the calendar on the wall and realized that it was another weekend. She raised her hand and knocked on her forehead. She felt that her brain was about to rust. She took off her coat she had just put on, fell on the sofa, and her eyes quickly closed again.
But she thought again and again that it was finally time for the weekend, and she should not continue to stay in bed. She should accompany Lin He. She suddenly realized that she had not been with Lin He for a long time. She had so many things happening to her. Lin He knew nothing about her, and she didn't know that her body had been occupied by another man again and again. It would be better to have time to stay with Lin He for two days at home, which would reduce her guilt and debt. Thinking of this, she got up from the sofa, sat obediently across from Lin He, picked up the bread on the table and ate it bite by bit.
Wife, eat slowly, don't swallow
Yes, you eat too
Wife, how did you have dinner last night?
Oh, it's pretty good, that's it. There's nothing new about eating and singing.
Qing Hong unconsciously avoided Lin He's gaze. She herself felt how stiff the response was, but Lin He seemed to have no idea at all.
Wife, I'm going to Yunnan for a few days next week, I'll tell you in advance
How many days will you go?
The specific day has not been decided yet, the company has arranged to go there for a few days to conduct an exhibition
OK, I'll go back and pack some clothes for you to change
Yes, but the temperature is high there, I don't think I need to bring too thick ones
knew
Wife...
Lin He shouted, as if he wanted to say something, hesitated for a moment, and took it back
What's wrong, husband?
No, it's all right
Qing Hong saw Lin He's expression that he wanted to speak but stopped. He knew that there must be something wrong in his heart, so he put down the half-peeled egg in his hand and stared at him motionlessly.
If you have anything, just say Ah Qinghong continues to ask
I……
Can the masters get better? Qing Hong's anxiety disorder is almost overwhelmed
Wife, I said you don’t be angry. Lin He still looks very hesitant and even a little timid.
Say it, I promise not to be angry
I had a dream last night...
Oh, what dream did you have?
I dreamed that you told me that our sewer leaked
Then what?
Then I asked the property worker to come over and repair it
Then what?
You tell me...
What did I say?
You said that the sewer below you was leaking and needed to be blocked. Then you took off all your underwear in front of me, and a lot of water was wet from below you... Qing Hong's face changed, and her face suddenly turned red, but she promised not to get angry when she crossed Lin He, so she suppressed her anger and anger, stared at Lin He and continued to ask: Then what?
Then, then, a man suddenly popped up behind you, pressing you on the sofa, and inserted your body hard from behind with an extremely huge cock... Lin He finally said the last sentence hesitantly, his head drooped very low, but he added in a lower voice: Wife, you promised me not to be angry
Lin He, you bastard!
Qing Hong grabbed the half-peeled egg in his hand and threw it directly at him. Lin He did not hide and let the eggs hit him. The broken egg yolks spread out from him and were covered with an apron. Lin He saw that Qing Hong was already angry, and he lowered his head and dared not speak.
Lin He, do you especially want your wife to be fucked by other men? Do you particularly like to be a living turtle?
You wait, I will go out to find a man tomorrow and put a big cuckold on you... Speaking of the three words of cuckold, Qing Hong's voice was instantly swallowed by the exhausted voice.
She suddenly realized that she shouldn't say this to Lin He, because she suddenly thought of Zhang Yong, and that she had already cuckolded Lin He, and more than once or twice, the guilt in her heart immediately surged up. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that she should no longer use such words to stimulate and hurt Lin He.
Sorry, husband
Qinghong's tears suddenly overflowed from the corners of her eyes and slid down her snow-white and delicate cheeks
Wife, why are you crying
It's all my fault, I shouldn't tell you these messy dreams, sorry, my wife
When Lin He saw Qinghong crying, he felt uncontrollably in his heart and was already in chaos. He hurriedly brought his body over, took Qinghong into his arms, pulled two tissues from the table, and gently wiped her tears.
No, it has nothing to do with you, it's all my fault
Am I just a slutty and lowly slut!
After saying this, Qing Hong cried even harder. She buried her head in Lin He's arms and finally couldn't help but howl unrestrainedly.
Looking at the beautiful wife who cried with tears in her arms, Lin He had no idea. He didn't know what happened to Qinghong these days and the changes in her psychological and emotional state. He thought it was the so-called dream he just mentioned, which made her angry. This made him feel extremely regretful and self-blame. He could only wipe the tears that kept coming out of her eyes again and again, but he couldn't find any way to comfort her.
I don't know how long it took to cry, but Qing Hong's crying gradually calmed down. The scenes of going to bed with Zhang Yong continued to emerge in her mind, and those lustful words. If all this had not happened, how good would it be.
Husband, you can rest, let's go to the movie
OK, as long as you are happy, I am willing to do anything
Lin He immediately responded. Seeing that his wife's face in his arms had eased a lot, his tears were no longer as surging as before, his nervous nerves suddenly relaxed a lot, and the heart hanging in the air finally came to amazement.
Have you seen any good movies recently?
Lin He thought about it, took out his mobile phone and turned on Alipay, flipped around Maoyan Taopiao twice, and said: I see that the new "Manslaughter 2" has a high rating, but "Love Myth" seems to be good, and the heroine is your favorite idol, Ma Yili...
You decide, I'll change my clothes
Qing Hong suddenly broke free from his arms, got up and entered the bedroom
After a while, Qing Hong's voice suddenly came from inside: Lin He, come on
Lin He immediately stood up and ran in. He saw Qing Hong pulling open the drawer at the bottom of the wall cabinet. The drawer was originally the underwear of the couple, but at this time, three or four female imitation equipment fell out of it. The most eye-catching and dazzling one was almost exactly the same as the real person's buttocks. The two slightly black silicone tender flesh under the secret buttocks were slightly opened, and a small black hole was faintly exposed from it.
Lin He was stunned there in an instant, his face turned purple with embarrassment, and he couldn't say a word
Linhe, is this your thing?
Lin He lowered his head, like a deflated ball, standing there for a long time without daring to make a sound
I ask you, is this thing very good? Is it even more fun than using me?
Why don’t you talk? Otherwise, you can use it to solve it in the future. Qing Hong’s mentality that had finally recovered suddenly broke out again
Wife, I...
There are still three or four more, do you often change your taste at home alone?
Wife, I'm just curious... Lin He tried hard to explain
Lin He, is it because I can't satisfy you anymore? Or do you have no feelings for me anymore
No, don't be angry, wife, listen to me
I'm not angry, really, I'm telling you seriously, if I can't satisfy you, you must tell me
Wife, I don't, I mean you can't satisfy me
Lin He, we haven't explained what happened last time yet. I didn't say anything else when you secretly watched the movie and masturbate. Now you have made all this stuff at home. Isn't it unnecessary for you in the future?
Wife, I'm sorry, I'm really just a moment of confusion. In addition, every time we do it, I always can't do it. I want to use this secretly to see if I can go back to the same way before.
Lin He, you are thirty-six, do you think you are still 26? Besides, have I blamed you for this?
Sorry, my wife, I was wrong
Forget it, take away these things from you
Qing Hong turned around and continued to tidy up her clothes, no longer looking at Lin He. In fact, she felt extremely guilty and owed in her heart. If she hadn't ignored Lin He for a while, maybe he wouldn't have to rely on these simulated instruments to secretly vent her desires. Although she felt extremely sorry for Lin He at this moment, she could never say these words to him. Lin He was going on a business trip next week. She secretly made up her mind to satisfy her husband tonight.
(19)
Wanda Plaza, full of tall buildings, is as prosperous as ever, with dazzling lights decorated with flashing billboards, and the air is filled with the smell of famous brand perfume and various fried roasted foods.
Qing Hong came up from the garage with Lin He's arm and went straight to the food street on the third floor. The Golden Straw Hat was the Korean restaurant they visited the most. They still chose the familiar two-person table by the window and ordered a spicy cabbage pork belly bibimbap, a bowl of soy sauce soup, a plate of seaweed rice and a kimchi cake.
Lin He first brought the hot soy sauce soup to Qing Hong, picked up the stainless steel spoon on the table and started bibimbap. When Qing Hong drank the soup almost, the spicy cabbage bibimbap was basically mixed. Then he changed the remaining soy sauce soup Qing Hong drank and soaked rice to continue eating. This was their fixed habit for many years. The same bibimbap and the same soy sauce soup, but Qing Hong felt a different feeling at this time.
Those who love you always try their best to do your best
But people often hurt the person who loves you the most. Maybe it is because he loves you that you can hurt him. If he doesn't love you, then no matter what you do, he won't care.
The movie began, and the 2DMAX giant screen hall was full of people. Lin He finally bought two tickets for "Missary Killing 2"
Lin He held Qing Hong in the last row, holding the two hands and fingers tightly together. The light in the theater was very dark, Qing Hong leaned her head on Lin He's shoulder. They had not been like this for a long time. Qing Hong even felt like she had returned to the time when she fell in love with Lin He before her marriage. At that time, they had no money, no house, and no car, but they lived a very happy life.
She still remembers that Lin He would wake her up at 7 o'clock every day, run five kilometers back and forth in the bitter cold wind of the winter to buy her candy and fried chestnuts, and would accompany her to the downstairs of the rental house on the way off work, until the street lights went out and he would not be willing to leave.
How great would it be if time could go back to the past and return to the youth where they could cry and laugh freely
The movie is a suspense theme that Lin He likes. Qing Hong doesn't care about the plot. She just wants to make Lin He happy at this moment to make up for her inner guilt. So not long after the movie started, she leaned on Lin He's shoulder in these beautiful memories and gradually fell asleep.
I don't know when the phone suddenly rang
Qing Hong woke up in a daze in a daze. She found the phones of two people from her bag and found that it was her phone ringing. When she saw the call number, her nerves suddenly became tense. Although she did not have the name of the caller ID, she had already seen that it was Zhang Yong's number. She quickly mutes the phone and quickly hung up the phone.
But within two minutes, the inside of the bag was sizzling and the phone rang again
She quickly took it out and hung up again. She turned her head carefully and looked at Lin He. Seeing that his attention seemed to be staring at the big screen in front of her, she breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.
However, at this time, the mobile phone screen lights up again, this time it is a WeChat message
Sister Qing, what are you doing? Why don’t you answer the phone
Watching movies outside, let's talk about it later
Qing Hong secretly and briefly typed a few words to reply to him, and immediately pressed the lock screen to dim the phone, but just locked it, the screen illuminated again.
My cock is so thrilling, I really want to fuck my mother
Seeing these words, Qing Hong was so scared that she immediately locked her phone again, then glanced at Lin He with the light of her eyes. Seeing that Lin He was still staring at the movie curtain with all his attention, she took her eyes back with confidence and quickly gave Zhang Yong a few words.
Solve it yourself
Soon, Zhang Yong sent another message: No, I can't get masturbated, I want to play with you, go to the toilet now
Qing Hong quickly closed her phone and put it back in her bag. She didn't want to pay attention to Zhang Yong anymore. She was afraid that if Lin He next to her suddenly turned around and saw the WeChat on her phone, everything would be over. She was playing with fire, but she was not ready to be swallowed by the burning flames and burned herself to ashes.
But Zhang Yong seemed to have no concerns about this at all. Not long after, the phone called again. The phone was shaking in his bag. The indicator light flashed one after another. Qing Hong's already uneasy heart was so nervous that she raised her throat.
Wife, is someone looking for you? Lin He suddenly turned his head and said gently: Why don’t you go out and pick it up? What if they really have something to worry about?
All right
Qing Hong himself knew that Zhang Yong's goal had not been achieved today, so he would definitely not give up.
She took her cell phone and walked out of the rows of seats and walked out of the cinema from the back door. The cell phone was still shaking. She answered the phone unhappily while walking.
Sister, which cinema are you in? Is it Wanda? I'll come to find you now
Why are you looking for me?
What else can I do? Of course I'm looking for you to fuck me
Don't even think about it!
What's wrong, my cock is really so hot. When I think of your slutty and squirting woman, I can't stand it anymore
Absolutely not, have you forgotten how you promised me before?
No, this is not a special situation
There is no special situation, otherwise I will block you immediately
OK, sister, don't...don't be excited
But my cock is really so hot. At least let me get it out. Go to the bathroom and break it apart for me...
Qing Hong hung up the phone and had already arrived at the bathroom. It was quiet inside, and there was no one else.
Qing Hong found the innermost partition and walked in, just closed the door
Four or five WeChat messages came from the phone
picture
Qing Hong trembled with her nervous and delicate hands and clicked on the pictures. They were all photos of the thick and hard cock under his crotch sent by Zhang Yong. There were close-ups on the top of the glans, close-ups of the cock with blood and meridians bursting, and the whole cock was standing proudly. After reading these pictures, Qing Hong's sinful desire began to burn again, and her body could no longer control her reaction, and even her breathing and heartbeat were accelerating little by little.
How about it, have you seen my big cock?
Sister, it's almost exploding, just grab it with your fucking slut
Then the phone vibrated again, and Zhang Yong's video was sent directly. Qing Hong's heart was pounding. She closed her eyes and hesitated for a moment, and finally pressed the green answer button. Zhang Yong had already opened his two furry thighs on the other end of the video, holding his big hard cock as hard as iron, and was stroking it quickly. The purple-red glans stood on the phone screen, which was particularly eye-catching and ferocious.
Sister, take it off quickly, show me my mother
Little beast, you are so anxious that you are so anxious that you are so fond of you at home in broad daylight
Although Qing Hong said anger, she quickly obediently unbuttoned the buttons of her tight jeans, pulled down the zipper, and took them off with the black lace panties inside to the knees. Then she sat on the toilet and slowly spread her white and slender legs, exposing the mysterious forest between her legs.
My grass, sister, you have so many hairs
Zhang Yong swallowed his saliva and gritted his teeth and said hatefully: Sister, you are born, you are really a natural slut
At this time, Qing Hong's desire gradually increased. She stretched out her hand and gently stroked her slutty girl. The slender fingers immediately had a sticky and slippery vaginal fluid on her hands, and pulled it into a long transparent silk thread. She slowly moved the camera down, aiming the camera at the thick pubic hair area below her, and then used her fingers to push away the black and wet pubic hair, and couldn't help but start rubbing it with her palms.
Sister, your slutty girl has been soaked
Little beast, you're not hurt
Sister, put your finger into your mother and quickly buckle it
Ah…Ah…hiss…
Qing Hong inserted two fingers into the pink hole below, and the meat inside stirred the fingers, and the fingers pressed the itchy depths in the warm slit. She tried to bend the two fingers slightly upwards and fiddle at the excitement point one after another. The pleasure inside quickly spread throughout her body like an electric current. Her body suddenly shivered, and a stream of vaginal fluid gushed out from the uterus like a reservoir opening.
Ah …… ahah ……
Is he really slutty? I squirt water in a few strokes. This girl is too slutty
Little beast, are you satisfied now?
Not enough, sister, turned around, lay on the toilet, sticking her butt to me, and spreading her apart to show me
Qing Hong gasped violently, turned around and sank her tender and smooth waist. Her snow-white and plump butt was raised to aim at the camera. Then she stretched out her hand and spread the two purple-black pussy meat under her butt, allowing the crystal clear vaginal fluid inside to tick down. The pussy water fell on the ground and quickly formed a large water stain.
Sister, my butt was shaken, fantasizing that I was fucking you from behind with a rough big cock
Qing Hong slowly began to shake her snow-white fat ass, and turned around in the air. Her other hand couldn't help but grab the two full breasts on her chest through the knitted open-collar sweater and kneaded them randomly. With the huge pleasure of shame below, she rushed to her whole body one by one, and the frequency of her butt was shaking faster and faster, as if Zhang Yong was really fucking her fiercely behind her with an extremely huge black cock.
Ah…oh…Ah…hiss…
An extremely ecstatic and sexy moan echoed in the narrow bathroom partition. Her whole body became extremely hot, especially the tongue in her mouth had already dried up and kept stretching out, licking and biting her sexy red lips. At this time, Qing Hong, in Zhang Yong's camera, looked completely like a erotic and slutty bitch who was fucked. He looked at the vaginal fluid that kept spilling out of the mouth of the slutty Bidong in the camera, and held his big cock like an iron rod in both hands and started stroking it madly
Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me big cock...
Big cock, big cock, big cock...I want big cock...
Ah, Ah, Ah …… Ah ……
As Qing Hong screamed wildly, her body couldn't help but tremble and twitch. Then a water arrow shot out from the cave, and splashed on the phone screen with a sniffle. Zhang Yong could no longer hold it back, closed his eyes and quickly fucked his cock.
Ah,Ah,Saobi,Ah,Saobi,Ah stinky,ssy,Ah...
I've cummed, I've cummed!
Zhang Yong roared a few times, and the hot semen finally ejaculated like a volcano. He ejaculated and stroked it until no semen poured out from his glans, and then he slowly stopped the movements in his hand.
After a while, Qing Hong gradually recovered from her climax. Her naked big butt slumped on the toilet. She felt that her cheeks were as hot as a fever, and her whole body was soft and she felt that she was about to exhaust herself. She took two pieces of paper and wiped the muddy bottom, then put her jeans on again.
Little pervert, are you happy?
accurate
Didn't you ejaculate?
But I still want to fuck you
Today I can't do it, today I want to accompany my husband
I'm your husband, too
Bah, you're not
Then what am I?
At most, you can only be considered a wild man outside, or...
Or what?
A little wolf dog
Fuck you, you are the slutty bitch. Come here and let me fuck you so much
OK, the movie is almost done, I'm going back
OK, sister, when will we see Ah again?
I don't know, but... forget it, I won't tell you anymore, let's hang up first. Qing Hong hesitated for a while, thought about it, but still hang up the video
Qing Hong bent in the theater like a thief, quickly walked through rows of seats and returned to Lin He. Lin He thoughtfully handed over a bottle of water. Qing Hong took two sips, Lin He took it and placed it on the fixing frame next to the chair. He naturally reached out to hold Qing Hong, and then crossed the ten fingers of the two people together.
Wife, is it okay? Lin He came over and whispered in her ear
It's okay, my colleague on duty at the company has a document that I can't find. I'll ask me. Qinghong said the lie he had just made up on the road without saying a word.
It's fine
Lin He nodded, responded, but frowned and sniffed Qing Hong's body, then shook his head, and came over to smell it several times. Qing Hong was strange by his actions.
What's wrong, husband
Lin He leaned over again, drilled his mouth under Qing Hong's ears, and lowered his voice and said quietly:
Wife, it's interesting
What does it taste like?
There is the smell of you below
Which one?
It's this Ah!
Lin He's hand suddenly stretched out from the darkness and directly penetrated between Qing Hong's legs. Although it was separated by tight jeans, Qing Hong immediately realized what Lin He was saying. He quickly grabbed his hand and threw it away, and quickly put his legs together and tightly clamped them together.
Husband, you're going to die!
There are so many people here, you are not afraid of being seen
Wife, you smell so strong today, do you want it?
You want it
(20)
When I came out of the cinema, the sun gradually set in the west, and the sunlight shone through the car window and refracted into colorful colors. Qing Hong sat in the passenger seat, holding half a cup of milk tea in her hand, staring blankly at the sky outside the window. In winter in Beijing, the bitter north wind made the sky particularly blue. The bare old locust trees on the street could not block the sunlight at all, and they scattered on the ground to form countless bizarre tree shadows.
The cars coming and going on the road were flowing endlessly. Qing Hong turned around and looked at Lin He who was driving attentively. Suddenly, she remembered the old time when they used to squeeze the bus and subway together in the cold winter. At that time, Lin He was young, shy but full of sunshine. At the exit of the subway station blowing by the north wind, he always tied himself the knitted red scarf embroidered with a doll of a fire girl. Although the scarf was tied tightly, it was particularly comfortable. It only showed her two eyes and one nostril. His movements were so gentle and considerate, making people feel more at ease and stable.
When winter comes, Qing Hong's hands will become very cold. Lin He always puts her cold little hand in the palm of his hand, sniffing the heat to warm it up a little bit, and then puts his fingers tightly into his pocket. Qing Hong always feels that the hand he is holding has a particularly warm and happy feeling. Perhaps it is because of this feeling that they have been together for so many years together, but now everything can't go back to the past. Qing Hong remembers the unsightly scenes with Zhang Yong in the bathroom in the cinema just now, and he begins to feel extremely guilty and guilt again.
Wife, we haven't seen this for a long time. Lin He held the steering wheel, his face filled with a happy smile
Well... Qing Hong came to her senses and responded softly
Lin He suddenly reached over and grabbed Qing Hong's hand and said gently: Wife, I'll be on a business trip tomorrow. Do you miss me?
What about you, will you miss me? Qing Hong smiled, blinked her eyes, raised her mouth and asked back
You are my wife, of course I will miss you
Then, you are my husband, of course I miss you too
By the way, my wife, didn’t you say you were going to resign a while ago? Why did you suddenly get promoted again?
I can't figure it out, it's all arranged by the company, and I haven't asked for my opinion in advance... Speaking of this, Qing Hong suddenly remembered Zheng Wenguang's sinister and terrifying eyes, and felt a sense of silence, and her voice became smaller and smaller.
I heard you say that your leader and the little girl below you are fighting very enthusiastically. Didn’t you say you would like to bring her up before?
Yes, I mentioned it
But isn't you the one who has been promoted now?
She's also promoted
Oh... Lin He responded silently and then asked: By the way, wife, what did you call that little girl last time?
Why are you asking about this?
It's nothing, I'll just ask casually, if you don't want to say it, Lin He's eyelids were pounding up and down, he laughed dryly, and closed his mouth
Her name is Shuman
Just after saying this, Qing Hong suddenly remembered the scene when Zhang Yong came to the company and was caught by Shuman that day. She couldn't help but feel panic again and quickly changed the topic.
Husband, let's go home
Good Ah, my wife
A lustful smile immediately appeared on Lin He's face. He stepped on the accelerator and the speed of the car increased a lot faster.
Oh, what are you doing? Slowly open Qinghong smiled coquettishly
I'm in a hurry
What are you anxious about? Are you still afraid that your wife will run away?
That's not, we haven't been so tired for a long time, we're a little excited. Lin He laughed oh
Beautiful you
Qing Hong lowered her head and glanced at him, and a blush suddenly appeared on her face.
The car entered the community, Lin He parked the car in the parking space on the side of the road. The two of them held hands and returned home. Before they could turn on the lights, Lin He hugged Qing Hong tightly and skillfully kissed her bright red lips. Then a wet kiss like a shower. His tongue quickly broke through her teeth and drilled into his mouth. Two warm and moist tongues were entangled, sucking and swallowing each other's saliva. His hands were not idle either. He had already pulled Qing Hong's coat and reached it from the collar to wander around her back. Qing Hong couldn't help but put his hands around Lin He's neck, closed his eyes tightly, and responded to Lin He's affectionate tongue kisses again and again.
After a long time, the two people slowly separated. Qinghong's cheeks had turned red, and her big watery eyes looked at Lin He affectionately and said in a low voice: You go and wash.
What's wrong, my wife, I just finished taking a shower in the morning
Lin He smelled it from the left and right on his body, looking at Qing Hong with a suspicious look on his face
Don't you want me to give you a mouth? Qing Hong's voice became smaller and her head drooped lower
Hollo, received
Lin He was immediately happy as if he had won the grand prize. He entered the bathroom happily, and then there was a sound of a shower. Qing Hong changed into a burgundy silk gown and rubbed a little rose perfume on her pink and plump breasts. She lay down on the bed. The collar of the gown was wide open, and the firm and plump breasts were about to emerge. The two slender and tight legs were slightly bent, setting off the exquisite and graceful body curves.
Lin He came out of the bathroom, with only a bath towel on his body. He found that the room was filled with a faint fragrance of roses. He saw Qing Hongyu lying on the bed, his burgundy silky nightgown covered his body half-covered, his delicate calves stretched out from inside, revealing a pair of slender feet as beautiful as jade, and his high breasts were looming. Qing Hong did not open his eyes to see Lin He, but this scene was more exciting and more provocative. He only felt that the wife in front of him became extremely sexy and charming. The mysterious parts in the legs that were close together made him full of infinite imagination.
Lin He immediately felt that the cock in his bath towel was swollen very much, and it felt like it was about to explode. He quickly pulled off the bath towel on his body, and a vicious tiger pressed on Qing Hong's body like a thrust. Then he licked it randomly, completely using all the eighteen known techniques.
Lin He today is completely different from before. There is no step-by-step flirting and taking off his clothes, only the hunger and thirst of lust. In addition, he knows all the sensitive points of Qing Hong, and directly and quickly arouses Qing Hong's desire. Qing Hong hugged Lin He's waist, and his eyes passed through the deep cleavage, looking at Lin He who had moved to his lower abdomen and sucked his navel. It was not Qing Hong's excitement, but it made her feel particularly itchy. Lin He fiddled with his tongue a few more times, and Qing Hong raised his butt uncomfortable, trying to avoid his sucking and licking, and she couldn't help but giggle. She couldn't stand it anymore, so she slapped Lin He's head with her hand.
Husband, stop licking there anymore, itchy
Lin He raised his head and laughed, gave up and continued to lick his navel, and turned downward to hold the thick black pubic hair with his mouth. After a while, all the pubic hair was wet and stuck together. Lin He's tongue slid across the slightly bulging hills in the pubic hair, and finally pressed against two thick lips. What surprised Lin He was that it was already so wet there. Qing Hong couldn't help but grab Lin He's hair and twisted his butt. Lin He strongly opened Qing Hong's thighs and held the wet slit in one mouthful. Qing Hong instantly raised her slender waist and thrust her body into a spasm, and she let out a long moan.
Oh...hiss...
Lin He heard his wife's moans enjoying it, as if he had received some kind of great encouragement. His warm tongue gently fiddled with his clitoris, and his thick lip was sucked in by his lips and spread to both sides. The bright red tender flesh inside gradually exposed, and the gurgling vaginal fluid had already moistened half of Qing Hong's butt.
Husband, we are about sixty-nine
Qing Hong turned over, took off her nightgown, leaned back naked on Lin He, two snow-white streaks separated to both sides, and the wet slits pressed on Lin He's face, and her own red lips had already reached Lin He's crotch. She held the hot and swelling cock with her hand and gently stroked it up and down.
Hiss...wife...so good...so good...
Seeing his wife taking the initiative to play such an open and lewd posture with him for the first time, Lin He felt unprecedented tension and excitement. He was amazed in his heart that the water under his wife today was at least twice as much as before. Before he started doing it, even his butt was moistened by lustful water. Moreover, the Six Nine poses they had never tried, her movements were actually used so naturally and skillfully. Does women really have the talent given by God in this regard?
Before Lin He could think about it, his thick lips licked Qing Hong's slit again. He drilled his tongue into the tender red meat, stirring and exploring it constantly. Qing Hong also put Lin He's cock into his mouth. Lin He's cock was not big, and it was not as hard as Zhang Yong. He would not have choking, nausea and vomiting in his throat like he gave Zhang Yong a blowjob. But she couldn't help but compare in her heart. It was the same man, but the size of this guy was so different. When she had not met Zhang Yong before, she only felt that the men in this world were the same, but now she had a completely different view.
Only dim lights were left on the deserted long streets, and the leaves of the trees floating on the high walls were swaying constantly in the night wind. Qing Hong walked alone on the road. Although Zhang Yong had been insisting on keeping, Qing Hong's deep guilt made her not want to stay for a moment. She just wanted to return home and return to Lin He as if only in this way could she get a brief peace and warmth from this road of no return.
When she thought of Lin He, Qinghong felt a pain in her heart. She had never thought that she had cheated on her, so she betrayed the man she loved her most deeply, but he still treated her in every way. Maybe Zhang Yong was right. People like her would definitely go to hell if they died. Just think this was the last time. If you can't meet Zhang Yong in the future, Qinghong decided in her heart.
In the past, she hated Zhang Yong very much, hated him for molesting herself, and hated him for rape, but now when I think about it, if it weren't for the long-term loneliness and emptiness of my heart and not flirting with those messy porn groups, how could Zhang Yong have an opportunity to take advantage of it, and how could these things happen later?
She seemed to be unable to tell what she felt about Zhang Yong. He seemed to be no longer as disgusted as before. Is this man who is about ten years younger than her in her heart a desire or love?
She actually has no answer
When Qing Hong returned home, Lin He was already asleep
There are also a few plates of home-cooked dishes that Qing Hong likes to eat on the table in the living room. They have been sealed with plastic wrap. There is a bottle of beer next to it. After drinking half of it, there is a note left on the side:
Wife, I'll go to bed first. If you come back late and feel hungry, heat up the dishes on the table and warm the carrot and pork rib soup in the kitchen
Qing Hong's heart suddenly hurts, and her eyes suddenly become wet. She came to the bedroom. The faint light from the window shone on Lin He's sleeping face. Qing Hong couldn't help but kiss Lin He's forehead gently, gently stroked the outline of his face, and said sorry in her heart. At this moment, Qing Hong was filled with extremely regret and guilt. She didn't know how to face Lin He, and she couldn't imagine what the consequences would be between them when Lin He knew all this.
Qing Hong gently covered Lin He with a quilt, covered the door, and walked out gently
She looked at the food on the table, took a few bites, took another shower, threw this manly-like clothes into the washing machine, and made sure that she had left no traces. Then she went to bed and lay down. She hugged Lin He's warm body from behind and pressed him tightly. Lin He seemed to realize Qing Hong's movements, suddenly turned over, hugged Qing Hong into his arms, put his hands on her chest, and naturally held her two snow-white and plump breasts. Within two minutes, the heavy breath sounded again.
Qing Hong didn't struggle. This was Lin He's habit of sleeping for many years. She enjoyed the feeling at this moment. She buried her head in Lin He's arms, and listened to her husband's symmetrical snoring in her ears, and gradually fell asleep.
When Qing Hong woke up again, the sky was already bright
She felt her head was dizzy, and hurriedly took out her cell phone from under the pillow and saw that it was already 9:30 in the morning. Lin He next to her had disappeared. She was so anxious that she immediately jumped from the bed and entered the bathroom. She should be late for work. She quickly washed up and didn't have time to put on makeup. She came out with clothes and prepared to go out, but she saw Lin He coming out with a hot breakfast from the kitchen.
Husband, this is the point, why don't you wake me up
Qing Hong's face was a little complaining
Seeing that you sleep so well, how can I bear to call you Ah? Come and have breakfast
What else to eat for breakfast, I have to go to work quickly
Wife, this weekend, Ah, and I will go to work?
Ah?!
Qing Hong glanced at the calendar on the wall and realized that it was another weekend. She raised her hand and knocked on her forehead. She felt that her brain was about to rust. She took off her coat she had just put on, fell on the sofa, and her eyes quickly closed again.
But she thought again and again that it was finally time for the weekend, and she should not continue to stay in bed. She should accompany Lin He. She suddenly realized that she had not been with Lin He for a long time. She had so many things happening to her. Lin He knew nothing about her, and she didn't know that her body had been occupied by another man again and again. It would be better to have time to stay with Lin He for two days at home, which would reduce her guilt and debt. Thinking of this, she got up from the sofa, sat obediently across from Lin He, picked up the bread on the table and ate it bite by bit.
Wife, eat slowly, don't swallow
Yes, you eat too
Wife, how did you have dinner last night?
Oh, it's pretty good, that's it. There's nothing new about eating and singing.
Qing Hong unconsciously avoided Lin He's gaze. She herself felt how stiff the response was, but Lin He seemed to have no idea at all.
Wife, I'm going to Yunnan for a few days next week, I'll tell you in advance
How many days will you go?
The specific day has not been decided yet, the company has arranged to go there for a few days to conduct an exhibition
OK, I'll go back and pack some clothes for you to change
Yes, but the temperature is high there, I don't think I need to bring too thick ones
knew
Wife...
Lin He shouted, as if he wanted to say something, hesitated for a moment, and took it back
What's wrong, husband?
No, it's all right
Qing Hong saw Lin He's expression that he wanted to speak but stopped. He knew that there must be something wrong in his heart, so he put down the half-peeled egg in his hand and stared at him motionlessly.
If you have anything, just say Ah Qinghong continues to ask
I……
Can the masters get better? Qing Hong's anxiety disorder is almost overwhelmed
Wife, I said you don’t be angry. Lin He still looks very hesitant and even a little timid.
Say it, I promise not to be angry
I had a dream last night...
Oh, what dream did you have?
I dreamed that you told me that our sewer leaked
Then what?
Then I asked the property worker to come over and repair it
Then what?
You tell me...
What did I say?
You said that the sewer below you was leaking and needed to be blocked. Then you took off all your underwear in front of me, and a lot of water was wet from below you... Qing Hong's face changed, and her face suddenly turned red, but she promised not to get angry when she crossed Lin He, so she suppressed her anger and anger, stared at Lin He and continued to ask: Then what?
Then, then, a man suddenly popped up behind you, pressing you on the sofa, and inserted your body hard from behind with an extremely huge cock... Lin He finally said the last sentence hesitantly, his head drooped very low, but he added in a lower voice: Wife, you promised me not to be angry
Lin He, you bastard!
Qing Hong grabbed the half-peeled egg in his hand and threw it directly at him. Lin He did not hide and let the eggs hit him. The broken egg yolks spread out from him and were covered with an apron. Lin He saw that Qing Hong was already angry, and he lowered his head and dared not speak.
Lin He, do you especially want your wife to be fucked by other men? Do you particularly like to be a living turtle?
You wait, I will go out to find a man tomorrow and put a big cuckold on you... Speaking of the three words of cuckold, Qing Hong's voice was instantly swallowed by the exhausted voice.
She suddenly realized that she shouldn't say this to Lin He, because she suddenly thought of Zhang Yong, and that she had already cuckolded Lin He, and more than once or twice, the guilt in her heart immediately surged up. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that she should no longer use such words to stimulate and hurt Lin He.
Sorry, husband
Qinghong's tears suddenly overflowed from the corners of her eyes and slid down her snow-white and delicate cheeks
Wife, why are you crying
It's all my fault, I shouldn't tell you these messy dreams, sorry, my wife
When Lin He saw Qinghong crying, he felt uncontrollably in his heart and was already in chaos. He hurriedly brought his body over, took Qinghong into his arms, pulled two tissues from the table, and gently wiped her tears.
No, it has nothing to do with you, it's all my fault
Am I just a slutty and lowly slut!
After saying this, Qing Hong cried even harder. She buried her head in Lin He's arms and finally couldn't help but howl unrestrainedly.
Looking at the beautiful wife who cried with tears in her arms, Lin He had no idea. He didn't know what happened to Qinghong these days and the changes in her psychological and emotional state. He thought it was the so-called dream he just mentioned, which made her angry. This made him feel extremely regretful and self-blame. He could only wipe the tears that kept coming out of her eyes again and again, but he couldn't find any way to comfort her.
I don't know how long it took to cry, but Qing Hong's crying gradually calmed down. The scenes of going to bed with Zhang Yong continued to emerge in her mind, and those lustful words. If all this had not happened, how good would it be.
Husband, you can rest, let's go to the movie
OK, as long as you are happy, I am willing to do anything
Lin He immediately responded. Seeing that his wife's face in his arms had eased a lot, his tears were no longer as surging as before, his nervous nerves suddenly relaxed a lot, and the heart hanging in the air finally came to amazement.
Have you seen any good movies recently?
Lin He thought about it, took out his mobile phone and turned on Alipay, flipped around Maoyan Taopiao twice, and said: I see that the new "Manslaughter 2" has a high rating, but "Love Myth" seems to be good, and the heroine is your favorite idol, Ma Yili...
You decide, I'll change my clothes
Qing Hong suddenly broke free from his arms, got up and entered the bedroom
After a while, Qing Hong's voice suddenly came from inside: Lin He, come on
Lin He immediately stood up and ran in. He saw Qing Hong pulling open the drawer at the bottom of the wall cabinet. The drawer was originally the underwear of the couple, but at this time, three or four female imitation equipment fell out of it. The most eye-catching and dazzling one was almost exactly the same as the real person's buttocks. The two slightly black silicone tender flesh under the secret buttocks were slightly opened, and a small black hole was faintly exposed from it.
Lin He was stunned there in an instant, his face turned purple with embarrassment, and he couldn't say a word
Linhe, is this your thing?
Lin He lowered his head, like a deflated ball, standing there for a long time without daring to make a sound
I ask you, is this thing very good? Is it even more fun than using me?
Why don’t you talk? Otherwise, you can use it to solve it in the future. Qing Hong’s mentality that had finally recovered suddenly broke out again
Wife, I...
There are still three or four more, do you often change your taste at home alone?
Wife, I'm just curious... Lin He tried hard to explain
Lin He, is it because I can't satisfy you anymore? Or do you have no feelings for me anymore
No, don't be angry, wife, listen to me
I'm not angry, really, I'm telling you seriously, if I can't satisfy you, you must tell me
Wife, I don't, I mean you can't satisfy me
Lin He, we haven't explained what happened last time yet. I didn't say anything else when you secretly watched the movie and masturbate. Now you have made all this stuff at home. Isn't it unnecessary for you in the future?
Wife, I'm sorry, I'm really just a moment of confusion. In addition, every time we do it, I always can't do it. I want to use this secretly to see if I can go back to the same way before.
Lin He, you are thirty-six, do you think you are still 26? Besides, have I blamed you for this?
Sorry, my wife, I was wrong
Forget it, take away these things from you
Qing Hong turned around and continued to tidy up her clothes, no longer looking at Lin He. In fact, she felt extremely guilty and owed in her heart. If she hadn't ignored Lin He for a while, maybe he wouldn't have to rely on these simulated instruments to secretly vent her desires. Although she felt extremely sorry for Lin He at this moment, she could never say these words to him. Lin He was going on a business trip next week. She secretly made up her mind to satisfy her husband tonight.
(19)
Wanda Plaza, full of tall buildings, is as prosperous as ever, with dazzling lights decorated with flashing billboards, and the air is filled with the smell of famous brand perfume and various fried roasted foods.
Qing Hong came up from the garage with Lin He's arm and went straight to the food street on the third floor. The Golden Straw Hat was the Korean restaurant they visited the most. They still chose the familiar two-person table by the window and ordered a spicy cabbage pork belly bibimbap, a bowl of soy sauce soup, a plate of seaweed rice and a kimchi cake.
Lin He first brought the hot soy sauce soup to Qing Hong, picked up the stainless steel spoon on the table and started bibimbap. When Qing Hong drank the soup almost, the spicy cabbage bibimbap was basically mixed. Then he changed the remaining soy sauce soup Qing Hong drank and soaked rice to continue eating. This was their fixed habit for many years. The same bibimbap and the same soy sauce soup, but Qing Hong felt a different feeling at this time.
Those who love you always try their best to do your best
But people often hurt the person who loves you the most. Maybe it is because he loves you that you can hurt him. If he doesn't love you, then no matter what you do, he won't care.
The movie began, and the 2DMAX giant screen hall was full of people. Lin He finally bought two tickets for "Missary Killing 2"
Lin He held Qing Hong in the last row, holding the two hands and fingers tightly together. The light in the theater was very dark, Qing Hong leaned her head on Lin He's shoulder. They had not been like this for a long time. Qing Hong even felt like she had returned to the time when she fell in love with Lin He before her marriage. At that time, they had no money, no house, and no car, but they lived a very happy life.
She still remembers that Lin He would wake her up at 7 o'clock every day, run five kilometers back and forth in the bitter cold wind of the winter to buy her candy and fried chestnuts, and would accompany her to the downstairs of the rental house on the way off work, until the street lights went out and he would not be willing to leave.
How great would it be if time could go back to the past and return to the youth where they could cry and laugh freely
The movie is a suspense theme that Lin He likes. Qing Hong doesn't care about the plot. She just wants to make Lin He happy at this moment to make up for her inner guilt. So not long after the movie started, she leaned on Lin He's shoulder in these beautiful memories and gradually fell asleep.
I don't know when the phone suddenly rang
Qing Hong woke up in a daze in a daze. She found the phones of two people from her bag and found that it was her phone ringing. When she saw the call number, her nerves suddenly became tense. Although she did not have the name of the caller ID, she had already seen that it was Zhang Yong's number. She quickly mutes the phone and quickly hung up the phone.
But within two minutes, the inside of the bag was sizzling and the phone rang again
She quickly took it out and hung up again. She turned her head carefully and looked at Lin He. Seeing that his attention seemed to be staring at the big screen in front of her, she breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.
However, at this time, the mobile phone screen lights up again, this time it is a WeChat message
Sister Qing, what are you doing? Why don’t you answer the phone
Watching movies outside, let's talk about it later
Qing Hong secretly and briefly typed a few words to reply to him, and immediately pressed the lock screen to dim the phone, but just locked it, the screen illuminated again.
My cock is so thrilling, I really want to fuck my mother
Seeing these words, Qing Hong was so scared that she immediately locked her phone again, then glanced at Lin He with the light of her eyes. Seeing that Lin He was still staring at the movie curtain with all his attention, she took her eyes back with confidence and quickly gave Zhang Yong a few words.
Solve it yourself
Soon, Zhang Yong sent another message: No, I can't get masturbated, I want to play with you, go to the toilet now
Qing Hong quickly closed her phone and put it back in her bag. She didn't want to pay attention to Zhang Yong anymore. She was afraid that if Lin He next to her suddenly turned around and saw the WeChat on her phone, everything would be over. She was playing with fire, but she was not ready to be swallowed by the burning flames and burned herself to ashes.
But Zhang Yong seemed to have no concerns about this at all. Not long after, the phone called again. The phone was shaking in his bag. The indicator light flashed one after another. Qing Hong's already uneasy heart was so nervous that she raised her throat.
Wife, is someone looking for you? Lin He suddenly turned his head and said gently: Why don’t you go out and pick it up? What if they really have something to worry about?
All right
Qing Hong himself knew that Zhang Yong's goal had not been achieved today, so he would definitely not give up.
She took her cell phone and walked out of the rows of seats and walked out of the cinema from the back door. The cell phone was still shaking. She answered the phone unhappily while walking.
Sister, which cinema are you in? Is it Wanda? I'll come to find you now
Why are you looking for me?
What else can I do? Of course I'm looking for you to fuck me
Don't even think about it!
What's wrong, my cock is really so hot. When I think of your slutty and squirting woman, I can't stand it anymore
Absolutely not, have you forgotten how you promised me before?
No, this is not a special situation
There is no special situation, otherwise I will block you immediately
OK, sister, don't...don't be excited
But my cock is really so hot. At least let me get it out. Go to the bathroom and break it apart for me...
Qing Hong hung up the phone and had already arrived at the bathroom. It was quiet inside, and there was no one else.
Qing Hong found the innermost partition and walked in, just closed the door
Four or five WeChat messages came from the phone
picture
Qing Hong trembled with her nervous and delicate hands and clicked on the pictures. They were all photos of the thick and hard cock under his crotch sent by Zhang Yong. There were close-ups on the top of the glans, close-ups of the cock with blood and meridians bursting, and the whole cock was standing proudly. After reading these pictures, Qing Hong's sinful desire began to burn again, and her body could no longer control her reaction, and even her breathing and heartbeat were accelerating little by little.
How about it, have you seen my big cock?
Sister, it's almost exploding, just grab it with your fucking slut
Then the phone vibrated again, and Zhang Yong's video was sent directly. Qing Hong's heart was pounding. She closed her eyes and hesitated for a moment, and finally pressed the green answer button. Zhang Yong had already opened his two furry thighs on the other end of the video, holding his big hard cock as hard as iron, and was stroking it quickly. The purple-red glans stood on the phone screen, which was particularly eye-catching and ferocious.
Sister, take it off quickly, show me my mother
Little beast, you are so anxious that you are so anxious that you are so fond of you at home in broad daylight
Although Qing Hong said anger, she quickly obediently unbuttoned the buttons of her tight jeans, pulled down the zipper, and took them off with the black lace panties inside to the knees. Then she sat on the toilet and slowly spread her white and slender legs, exposing the mysterious forest between her legs.
My grass, sister, you have so many hairs
Zhang Yong swallowed his saliva and gritted his teeth and said hatefully: Sister, you are born, you are really a natural slut
At this time, Qing Hong's desire gradually increased. She stretched out her hand and gently stroked her slutty girl. The slender fingers immediately had a sticky and slippery vaginal fluid on her hands, and pulled it into a long transparent silk thread. She slowly moved the camera down, aiming the camera at the thick pubic hair area below her, and then used her fingers to push away the black and wet pubic hair, and couldn't help but start rubbing it with her palms.
Sister, your slutty girl has been soaked
Little beast, you're not hurt
Sister, put your finger into your mother and quickly buckle it
Ah…Ah…hiss…
Qing Hong inserted two fingers into the pink hole below, and the meat inside stirred the fingers, and the fingers pressed the itchy depths in the warm slit. She tried to bend the two fingers slightly upwards and fiddle at the excitement point one after another. The pleasure inside quickly spread throughout her body like an electric current. Her body suddenly shivered, and a stream of vaginal fluid gushed out from the uterus like a reservoir opening.
Ah …… ahah ……
Is he really slutty? I squirt water in a few strokes. This girl is too slutty
Little beast, are you satisfied now?
Not enough, sister, turned around, lay on the toilet, sticking her butt to me, and spreading her apart to show me
Qing Hong gasped violently, turned around and sank her tender and smooth waist. Her snow-white and plump butt was raised to aim at the camera. Then she stretched out her hand and spread the two purple-black pussy meat under her butt, allowing the crystal clear vaginal fluid inside to tick down. The pussy water fell on the ground and quickly formed a large water stain.
Sister, my butt was shaken, fantasizing that I was fucking you from behind with a rough big cock
Qing Hong slowly began to shake her snow-white fat ass, and turned around in the air. Her other hand couldn't help but grab the two full breasts on her chest through the knitted open-collar sweater and kneaded them randomly. With the huge pleasure of shame below, she rushed to her whole body one by one, and the frequency of her butt was shaking faster and faster, as if Zhang Yong was really fucking her fiercely behind her with an extremely huge black cock.
Ah…oh…Ah…hiss…
An extremely ecstatic and sexy moan echoed in the narrow bathroom partition. Her whole body became extremely hot, especially the tongue in her mouth had already dried up and kept stretching out, licking and biting her sexy red lips. At this time, Qing Hong, in Zhang Yong's camera, looked completely like a erotic and slutty bitch who was fucked. He looked at the vaginal fluid that kept spilling out of the mouth of the slutty Bidong in the camera, and held his big cock like an iron rod in both hands and started stroking it madly
Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me big cock...
Big cock, big cock, big cock...I want big cock...
Ah, Ah, Ah …… Ah ……
As Qing Hong screamed wildly, her body couldn't help but tremble and twitch. Then a water arrow shot out from the cave, and splashed on the phone screen with a sniffle. Zhang Yong could no longer hold it back, closed his eyes and quickly fucked his cock.
Ah,Ah,Saobi,Ah,Saobi,Ah stinky,ssy,Ah...
I've cummed, I've cummed!
Zhang Yong roared a few times, and the hot semen finally ejaculated like a volcano. He ejaculated and stroked it until no semen poured out from his glans, and then he slowly stopped the movements in his hand.
After a while, Qing Hong gradually recovered from her climax. Her naked big butt slumped on the toilet. She felt that her cheeks were as hot as a fever, and her whole body was soft and she felt that she was about to exhaust herself. She took two pieces of paper and wiped the muddy bottom, then put her jeans on again.
Little pervert, are you happy?
accurate
Didn't you ejaculate?
But I still want to fuck you
Today I can't do it, today I want to accompany my husband
I'm your husband, too
Bah, you're not
Then what am I?
At most, you can only be considered a wild man outside, or...
Or what?
A little wolf dog
Fuck you, you are the slutty bitch. Come here and let me fuck you so much
OK, the movie is almost done, I'm going back
OK, sister, when will we see Ah again?
I don't know, but... forget it, I won't tell you anymore, let's hang up first. Qing Hong hesitated for a while, thought about it, but still hang up the video
Qing Hong bent in the theater like a thief, quickly walked through rows of seats and returned to Lin He. Lin He thoughtfully handed over a bottle of water. Qing Hong took two sips, Lin He took it and placed it on the fixing frame next to the chair. He naturally reached out to hold Qing Hong, and then crossed the ten fingers of the two people together.
Wife, is it okay? Lin He came over and whispered in her ear
It's okay, my colleague on duty at the company has a document that I can't find. I'll ask me. Qinghong said the lie he had just made up on the road without saying a word.
It's fine
Lin He nodded, responded, but frowned and sniffed Qing Hong's body, then shook his head, and came over to smell it several times. Qing Hong was strange by his actions.
What's wrong, husband
Lin He leaned over again, drilled his mouth under Qing Hong's ears, and lowered his voice and said quietly:
Wife, it's interesting
What does it taste like?
There is the smell of you below
Which one?
It's this Ah!
Lin He's hand suddenly stretched out from the darkness and directly penetrated between Qing Hong's legs. Although it was separated by tight jeans, Qing Hong immediately realized what Lin He was saying. He quickly grabbed his hand and threw it away, and quickly put his legs together and tightly clamped them together.
Husband, you're going to die!
There are so many people here, you are not afraid of being seen
Wife, you smell so strong today, do you want it?
You want it
(20)
When I came out of the cinema, the sun gradually set in the west, and the sunlight shone through the car window and refracted into colorful colors. Qing Hong sat in the passenger seat, holding half a cup of milk tea in her hand, staring blankly at the sky outside the window. In winter in Beijing, the bitter north wind made the sky particularly blue. The bare old locust trees on the street could not block the sunlight at all, and they scattered on the ground to form countless bizarre tree shadows.
The cars coming and going on the road were flowing endlessly. Qing Hong turned around and looked at Lin He who was driving attentively. Suddenly, she remembered the old time when they used to squeeze the bus and subway together in the cold winter. At that time, Lin He was young, shy but full of sunshine. At the exit of the subway station blowing by the north wind, he always tied himself the knitted red scarf embroidered with a doll of a fire girl. Although the scarf was tied tightly, it was particularly comfortable. It only showed her two eyes and one nostril. His movements were so gentle and considerate, making people feel more at ease and stable.
When winter comes, Qing Hong's hands will become very cold. Lin He always puts her cold little hand in the palm of his hand, sniffing the heat to warm it up a little bit, and then puts his fingers tightly into his pocket. Qing Hong always feels that the hand he is holding has a particularly warm and happy feeling. Perhaps it is because of this feeling that they have been together for so many years together, but now everything can't go back to the past. Qing Hong remembers the unsightly scenes with Zhang Yong in the bathroom in the cinema just now, and he begins to feel extremely guilty and guilt again.
Wife, we haven't seen this for a long time. Lin He held the steering wheel, his face filled with a happy smile
Well... Qing Hong came to her senses and responded softly
Lin He suddenly reached over and grabbed Qing Hong's hand and said gently: Wife, I'll be on a business trip tomorrow. Do you miss me?
What about you, will you miss me? Qing Hong smiled, blinked her eyes, raised her mouth and asked back
You are my wife, of course I will miss you
Then, you are my husband, of course I miss you too
By the way, my wife, didn’t you say you were going to resign a while ago? Why did you suddenly get promoted again?
I can't figure it out, it's all arranged by the company, and I haven't asked for my opinion in advance... Speaking of this, Qing Hong suddenly remembered Zheng Wenguang's sinister and terrifying eyes, and felt a sense of silence, and her voice became smaller and smaller.
I heard you say that your leader and the little girl below you are fighting very enthusiastically. Didn’t you say you would like to bring her up before?
Yes, I mentioned it
But isn't you the one who has been promoted now?
She's also promoted
Oh... Lin He responded silently and then asked: By the way, wife, what did you call that little girl last time?
Why are you asking about this?
It's nothing, I'll just ask casually, if you don't want to say it, Lin He's eyelids were pounding up and down, he laughed dryly, and closed his mouth
Her name is Shuman
Just after saying this, Qing Hong suddenly remembered the scene when Zhang Yong came to the company and was caught by Shuman that day. She couldn't help but feel panic again and quickly changed the topic.
Husband, let's go home
Good Ah, my wife
A lustful smile immediately appeared on Lin He's face. He stepped on the accelerator and the speed of the car increased a lot faster.
Oh, what are you doing? Slowly open Qinghong smiled coquettishly
I'm in a hurry
What are you anxious about? Are you still afraid that your wife will run away?
That's not, we haven't been so tired for a long time, we're a little excited. Lin He laughed oh
Beautiful you
Qing Hong lowered her head and glanced at him, and a blush suddenly appeared on her face.
The car entered the community, Lin He parked the car in the parking space on the side of the road. The two of them held hands and returned home. Before they could turn on the lights, Lin He hugged Qing Hong tightly and skillfully kissed her bright red lips. Then a wet kiss like a shower. His tongue quickly broke through her teeth and drilled into his mouth. Two warm and moist tongues were entangled, sucking and swallowing each other's saliva. His hands were not idle either. He had already pulled Qing Hong's coat and reached it from the collar to wander around her back. Qing Hong couldn't help but put his hands around Lin He's neck, closed his eyes tightly, and responded to Lin He's affectionate tongue kisses again and again.
After a long time, the two people slowly separated. Qinghong's cheeks had turned red, and her big watery eyes looked at Lin He affectionately and said in a low voice: You go and wash.
What's wrong, my wife, I just finished taking a shower in the morning
Lin He smelled it from the left and right on his body, looking at Qing Hong with a suspicious look on his face
Don't you want me to give you a mouth? Qing Hong's voice became smaller and her head drooped lower
Hollo, received
Lin He was immediately happy as if he had won the grand prize. He entered the bathroom happily, and then there was a sound of a shower. Qing Hong changed into a burgundy silk gown and rubbed a little rose perfume on her pink and plump breasts. She lay down on the bed. The collar of the gown was wide open, and the firm and plump breasts were about to emerge. The two slender and tight legs were slightly bent, setting off the exquisite and graceful body curves.
Lin He came out of the bathroom, with only a bath towel on his body. He found that the room was filled with a faint fragrance of roses. He saw Qing Hongyu lying on the bed, his burgundy silky nightgown covered his body half-covered, his delicate calves stretched out from inside, revealing a pair of slender feet as beautiful as jade, and his high breasts were looming. Qing Hong did not open his eyes to see Lin He, but this scene was more exciting and more provocative. He only felt that the wife in front of him became extremely sexy and charming. The mysterious parts in the legs that were close together made him full of infinite imagination.
Lin He immediately felt that the cock in his bath towel was swollen very much, and it felt like it was about to explode. He quickly pulled off the bath towel on his body, and a vicious tiger pressed on Qing Hong's body like a thrust. Then he licked it randomly, completely using all the eighteen known techniques.
Lin He today is completely different from before. There is no step-by-step flirting and taking off his clothes, only the hunger and thirst of lust. In addition, he knows all the sensitive points of Qing Hong, and directly and quickly arouses Qing Hong's desire. Qing Hong hugged Lin He's waist, and his eyes passed through the deep cleavage, looking at Lin He who had moved to his lower abdomen and sucked his navel. It was not Qing Hong's excitement, but it made her feel particularly itchy. Lin He fiddled with his tongue a few more times, and Qing Hong raised his butt uncomfortable, trying to avoid his sucking and licking, and she couldn't help but giggle. She couldn't stand it anymore, so she slapped Lin He's head with her hand.
Husband, stop licking there anymore, itchy
Lin He raised his head and laughed, gave up and continued to lick his navel, and turned downward to hold the thick black pubic hair with his mouth. After a while, all the pubic hair was wet and stuck together. Lin He's tongue slid across the slightly bulging hills in the pubic hair, and finally pressed against two thick lips. What surprised Lin He was that it was already so wet there. Qing Hong couldn't help but grab Lin He's hair and twisted his butt. Lin He strongly opened Qing Hong's thighs and held the wet slit in one mouthful. Qing Hong instantly raised her slender waist and thrust her body into a spasm, and she let out a long moan.
Oh...hiss...
Lin He heard his wife's moans enjoying it, as if he had received some kind of great encouragement. His warm tongue gently fiddled with his clitoris, and his thick lip was sucked in by his lips and spread to both sides. The bright red tender flesh inside gradually exposed, and the gurgling vaginal fluid had already moistened half of Qing Hong's butt.
Husband, we are about sixty-nine
Qing Hong turned over, took off her nightgown, leaned back naked on Lin He, two snow-white streaks separated to both sides, and the wet slits pressed on Lin He's face, and her own red lips had already reached Lin He's crotch. She held the hot and swelling cock with her hand and gently stroked it up and down.
Hiss...wife...so good...so good...
Seeing his wife taking the initiative to play such an open and lewd posture with him for the first time, Lin He felt unprecedented tension and excitement. He was amazed in his heart that the water under his wife today was at least twice as much as before. Before he started doing it, even his butt was moistened by lustful water. Moreover, the Six Nine poses they had never tried, her movements were actually used so naturally and skillfully. Does women really have the talent given by God in this regard?
Before Lin He could think about it, his thick lips licked Qing Hong's slit again. He drilled his tongue into the tender red meat, stirring and exploring it constantly. Qing Hong also put Lin He's cock into his mouth. Lin He's cock was not big, and it was not as hard as Zhang Yong. He would not have choking, nausea and vomiting in his throat like he gave Zhang Yong a blowjob. But she couldn't help but compare in her heart. It was the same man, but the size of this guy was so different. When she had not met Zhang Yong before, she only felt that the men in this world were the same, but now she had a completely different view.
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