Sister Lan... This is a summary of the business in recent days.Putting a stack of bound materials gently on the wide table in the manager's office, the prince secretly glanced at Rulan, who was bowing his head and concentrating on his work.
The strong woman wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a capable and high ponytail nodded silently and ignored him.
Since New Year's Day, if it is not necessary, Rulan has basically not communicated with the prince in any language, and if there are any work arrangements, she will also say that this week is spent like this.
Help from "Good Friends"...
It won't be so yellow, right?
Xiū received a WeChat message on his mobile phone. The prince hurriedly took out the phone from his pocket, wanting to see if it was from Sister Lan’s work instructions.
It’s the weekend, and after get off work we find a place to talk.
The prince looked back in surprise and looked behind him. The transparent glass wall in the manager's office was completely covered by the pull-down blinds, making it impossible for him to understand her thoughts by observing Sister Lan's expression.
The prince knew that Sister Lan must have thought about it before she could talk about it. I hope it would be a positive answer.
There is still a whole afternoon before I can get off work...
I really hope time passes faster!
…………
Rulan put down her phone and looked up and breathed a sigh of relief.
In the end, she chose the prince who promised to be pity, but she didn't want anything else.
She has been married to Zhang Shuai for more than four years, and she has had very few orgasms.
Rulan didn't know why. Every time the two of them communicated in depth, they always lacked lubrication of body fluids. Even if they tried to buy couple lubricants online several times, it would be useless. The source here is no longer produced, and external supplements will always be quickly worn out.
Zhang Shuai, the annoying guy, has always been very simple to do foreplay. In addition, his huge and fierce attacks have always made him feel very painful.
Rulan knew very well that she was not repelling love from the bottom of her heart. On the contrary, she was very eager to let the pleasure deep in her soul sublimate the love between husband and wife in the fusion of carnal desire.
Therefore, in order to verify his own problems, Rulan has masturbated several times.
Sometimes after the passion, when she was not hurt by Zhang Shuai, she would try to use a slender finger to comfort the secret passage of the meat pot that had just been ravaged. Her gentle slender fingers would always be more comfortable than Zhang Shuai's rampage, and the little honey that secreted followed would always make Ru Lan, who was suspicious, breathed a sigh of relief.
It's still easy to use here...
But these self-relieving times have never sent Ru Lan to the end of her desire. She always feels that something is missing and she often cares about her inexplicable shortcomings.
Am I really an unusual woman?
However, fate always makes some dramatic jokes for people.
On the snowy night of New Year's Day, she easily had an orgasm at her own home.
In that drunken spring dream, dense juice broke out, making the tight dam that had never seen such a scene wide open my eyes.
From the prelude to the climax, to the afterglow, the strange pleasure that has never been seen has washed away waves of her soul. The feeling of satisfaction is deeply engraved in her mind, making her unable to extricate herself for a long time.
So, whether it is to replicate the ultimate pleasure again, or to consider the strange help mentioned by the prince, Rulan masturbated several times rarely in the week after the New Year's Day snow night.
The first time, I didn't feel anything.
The second time, I still didn't feel it.
The flower heart just secretes a little thin body fluid under the mechanical movement of the fingers, just like before.
Compared to the end of the climax, I may have just been standing on the starting line, and it is still far from it.
What exactly is the reason that makes me taste the rare happiness in a daze?
……
The third time, Rulan masturbated while looking up at the wedding photos on the head of the bed. Zhang Shuai's tough and handsome face was staring at her, and her smile made her cheeks turn red.
How did you fall in love with this dead man in the first place?
Oh by the way, maybe it started in the physical education class in high school...
He sprained his ankle while playing, and it was the infirmary he went to with his back who could not walk.
After a simple process, he helped himself back to the classroom with him jumping.
While resting in the seat, he took off his white sports cotton socks and held the dirty feet running full of sweat to tentatively massage.
He was quite gentle when he was a student, and he was far from being annoying as he is now...
A trace of inspiration flashed in my heart, and it seemed like I felt something this time!The fingers wrapped in vaginal fluid became smoother without realizing it.
The fourth time, he placed his golden glasses beside his pillow, and Rulan, whose eyes were closed, was scattered with black hair and twisted on the bed.
The dream of spring that was as real as a fantasy has been repeated several times in her mind, and some of the details have become clearer.
Rulan used to not like to wear stockings, but she wore dignified shredded pork to cater to the annual meeting that time, so she also had to look at that day.
My delicate body was lying on the bed at home, my legs were swinging, and my little feet, tightly wrapped in flesh, rubbed back and forth, just like two extremely magnetic magnets, which immediately became difficult to separate once touched.
Sure enough, just like the feeling in that dream, a warm current arose from my feet, passing through my legs quickly, reaching the heart of the honey pot that was being played with by my fingers.
There seems to be a lot more water!
As the frictional feet began to feel a little sweaty, the warm current accumulated in the vagina became hotter and hotter, making her vaginal fluid flow out unstoppable. Rulan became more and more certain that her pair of cold-fearing feet were the key to making her break through the dam in the drunken dream.
Her fingers accelerated the frequency of insertion in the wetter honey path, and gradually made an embarrassing sound, and she became more and more confident in her guess.
A little tired...
Almost had an orgasm!
What a pity...
Slowly stopped, Rulan, who was still unsatisfied, stared at her pair of snow-like golden lotus, and sighed that she might be a strange woman.
That time, did your feet reach into the prince's mouth?
I really want to feel the feeling of being kissed, cared for, and licked once...
Damn Zhang Shuai, why haven’t you come back yet!
…………
Rulan sat in front of the computer in the study, quickly slid the mouse in her hand, searched for a while, and finally found the content that might verify her guess.
The web page was buffered for a long time before it was opened. The full-screen green background made Rulan unable to help but complain.
UAA, isn't it a yellow page website?
My eyes swept to the partition where the post was located again.
Men and women’s communication area?
Are all illegal forums so serious now?
After making some jokes in my heart, Rulan carefully read the content of the post, hoping it would be helpful to her.
The question about whether a woman's feet are related to sexual pleasure is actually divided into two levels.
One is the psychological level.
Human beings are always full of curiosity and desire to explore the unknown things, and for the feet that are often hidden in shoes, they probably have the attributes of "unknown".
Exploring the unknown is either fear or pleasure.
The mainstream secular culture generally avoids talking about the feet at the bottom of the body.
If a man stares at a woman's beautiful face, plump breasts, round butts, and even slender legs, he will probably only be scoffed by people and say he is lustful.
But if he is obsessed with a woman's feet, the world will classify it as pervert.
But things are two-sided. Since exploring the "unknown" of taboos may make people fear, then after breaking through the taboos and overcoming fears, corresponding pleasure will also be generated.
Men can feel happy by unbuttoning the mysterious veil of women's beautiful feet, and women can feel a strong sense of self-identity and satisfaction because the most "lowest" feet in their subconscious are valued by men.
Just talk nonsense!
Rulan complained in her heart and then looked down.
The other is the physiological level.
As a doctor who has practiced medicine for many years, I can explain this more thoroughly.
In the human brain, the nerve area of the main foot is actually very close to the area that is responsible for sexual pleasure, so under the influence of some unknown factors, your brain may automatically confuse the feet with sex.
There are many cases of this kind of case in the world, but judging from the total number of billions of humans, this kind of patient is actually very rare.
I personally prefer to call this kind of case that is difficult to explain in ordinary hospitals "female sex".
This explanation is interesting, but the name is really ugly.
There was a stubborn point in his mind, probably that's what it means... Rulan twisted Bai Shengsheng's toes and said to himself.
Maybe I really have this kind of "pornographic fetish"?
Can Zhang Shuai still accept such a strange self?
A raised foot kicked the table's foot in confusion.
Don't care about him!
I don't know if he dares to have any objections.
If it was really like in a dream, the person who made himself so happy was really his fool husband, it would seem like a bad person.
I really want to see him facing his flooded vagina, and he was so surprised that he was stunned~
But...is it possible... this is just an illusion...
If he had asked him to take good care of his feet with a calm face, and if he had not changed much like before, and he would still stop him in pain, wouldn't that be embarrassing?
Before actually fighting with Zhang Shuai, it is best to find someone to help you verify it. Since the prince has made a request to him, let him do some work for him!
After all, everything comes at a price, and "good friends" are no exception.
After making a decision, Rulan rarely sent her husband a sweet message.
Zhang Shuai, I miss you a little~[Love]
Um.[Love]
A rare instant reply, but still cherishing words like gold.
It's really annoying!
Come back quickly...
Let me teach you how to speak normally, hum!
The strong woman wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a capable and high ponytail nodded silently and ignored him.
Since New Year's Day, if it is not necessary, Rulan has basically not communicated with the prince in any language, and if there are any work arrangements, she will also say that this week is spent like this.
Help from "Good Friends"...
It won't be so yellow, right?
Xiū received a WeChat message on his mobile phone. The prince hurriedly took out the phone from his pocket, wanting to see if it was from Sister Lan’s work instructions.
It’s the weekend, and after get off work we find a place to talk.
The prince looked back in surprise and looked behind him. The transparent glass wall in the manager's office was completely covered by the pull-down blinds, making it impossible for him to understand her thoughts by observing Sister Lan's expression.
The prince knew that Sister Lan must have thought about it before she could talk about it. I hope it would be a positive answer.
There is still a whole afternoon before I can get off work...
I really hope time passes faster!
…………
Rulan put down her phone and looked up and breathed a sigh of relief.
In the end, she chose the prince who promised to be pity, but she didn't want anything else.
She has been married to Zhang Shuai for more than four years, and she has had very few orgasms.
Rulan didn't know why. Every time the two of them communicated in depth, they always lacked lubrication of body fluids. Even if they tried to buy couple lubricants online several times, it would be useless. The source here is no longer produced, and external supplements will always be quickly worn out.
Zhang Shuai, the annoying guy, has always been very simple to do foreplay. In addition, his huge and fierce attacks have always made him feel very painful.
Rulan knew very well that she was not repelling love from the bottom of her heart. On the contrary, she was very eager to let the pleasure deep in her soul sublimate the love between husband and wife in the fusion of carnal desire.
Therefore, in order to verify his own problems, Rulan has masturbated several times.
Sometimes after the passion, when she was not hurt by Zhang Shuai, she would try to use a slender finger to comfort the secret passage of the meat pot that had just been ravaged. Her gentle slender fingers would always be more comfortable than Zhang Shuai's rampage, and the little honey that secreted followed would always make Ru Lan, who was suspicious, breathed a sigh of relief.
It's still easy to use here...
But these self-relieving times have never sent Ru Lan to the end of her desire. She always feels that something is missing and she often cares about her inexplicable shortcomings.
Am I really an unusual woman?
However, fate always makes some dramatic jokes for people.
On the snowy night of New Year's Day, she easily had an orgasm at her own home.
In that drunken spring dream, dense juice broke out, making the tight dam that had never seen such a scene wide open my eyes.
From the prelude to the climax, to the afterglow, the strange pleasure that has never been seen has washed away waves of her soul. The feeling of satisfaction is deeply engraved in her mind, making her unable to extricate herself for a long time.
So, whether it is to replicate the ultimate pleasure again, or to consider the strange help mentioned by the prince, Rulan masturbated several times rarely in the week after the New Year's Day snow night.
The first time, I didn't feel anything.
The second time, I still didn't feel it.
The flower heart just secretes a little thin body fluid under the mechanical movement of the fingers, just like before.
Compared to the end of the climax, I may have just been standing on the starting line, and it is still far from it.
What exactly is the reason that makes me taste the rare happiness in a daze?
……
The third time, Rulan masturbated while looking up at the wedding photos on the head of the bed. Zhang Shuai's tough and handsome face was staring at her, and her smile made her cheeks turn red.
How did you fall in love with this dead man in the first place?
Oh by the way, maybe it started in the physical education class in high school...
He sprained his ankle while playing, and it was the infirmary he went to with his back who could not walk.
After a simple process, he helped himself back to the classroom with him jumping.
While resting in the seat, he took off his white sports cotton socks and held the dirty feet running full of sweat to tentatively massage.
He was quite gentle when he was a student, and he was far from being annoying as he is now...
A trace of inspiration flashed in my heart, and it seemed like I felt something this time!The fingers wrapped in vaginal fluid became smoother without realizing it.
The fourth time, he placed his golden glasses beside his pillow, and Rulan, whose eyes were closed, was scattered with black hair and twisted on the bed.
The dream of spring that was as real as a fantasy has been repeated several times in her mind, and some of the details have become clearer.
Rulan used to not like to wear stockings, but she wore dignified shredded pork to cater to the annual meeting that time, so she also had to look at that day.
My delicate body was lying on the bed at home, my legs were swinging, and my little feet, tightly wrapped in flesh, rubbed back and forth, just like two extremely magnetic magnets, which immediately became difficult to separate once touched.
Sure enough, just like the feeling in that dream, a warm current arose from my feet, passing through my legs quickly, reaching the heart of the honey pot that was being played with by my fingers.
There seems to be a lot more water!
As the frictional feet began to feel a little sweaty, the warm current accumulated in the vagina became hotter and hotter, making her vaginal fluid flow out unstoppable. Rulan became more and more certain that her pair of cold-fearing feet were the key to making her break through the dam in the drunken dream.
Her fingers accelerated the frequency of insertion in the wetter honey path, and gradually made an embarrassing sound, and she became more and more confident in her guess.
A little tired...
Almost had an orgasm!
What a pity...
Slowly stopped, Rulan, who was still unsatisfied, stared at her pair of snow-like golden lotus, and sighed that she might be a strange woman.
That time, did your feet reach into the prince's mouth?
I really want to feel the feeling of being kissed, cared for, and licked once...
Damn Zhang Shuai, why haven’t you come back yet!
…………
Rulan sat in front of the computer in the study, quickly slid the mouse in her hand, searched for a while, and finally found the content that might verify her guess.
The web page was buffered for a long time before it was opened. The full-screen green background made Rulan unable to help but complain.
UAA, isn't it a yellow page website?
My eyes swept to the partition where the post was located again.
Men and women’s communication area?
Are all illegal forums so serious now?
After making some jokes in my heart, Rulan carefully read the content of the post, hoping it would be helpful to her.
The question about whether a woman's feet are related to sexual pleasure is actually divided into two levels.
One is the psychological level.
Human beings are always full of curiosity and desire to explore the unknown things, and for the feet that are often hidden in shoes, they probably have the attributes of "unknown".
Exploring the unknown is either fear or pleasure.
The mainstream secular culture generally avoids talking about the feet at the bottom of the body.
If a man stares at a woman's beautiful face, plump breasts, round butts, and even slender legs, he will probably only be scoffed by people and say he is lustful.
But if he is obsessed with a woman's feet, the world will classify it as pervert.
But things are two-sided. Since exploring the "unknown" of taboos may make people fear, then after breaking through the taboos and overcoming fears, corresponding pleasure will also be generated.
Men can feel happy by unbuttoning the mysterious veil of women's beautiful feet, and women can feel a strong sense of self-identity and satisfaction because the most "lowest" feet in their subconscious are valued by men.
Just talk nonsense!
Rulan complained in her heart and then looked down.
The other is the physiological level.
As a doctor who has practiced medicine for many years, I can explain this more thoroughly.
In the human brain, the nerve area of the main foot is actually very close to the area that is responsible for sexual pleasure, so under the influence of some unknown factors, your brain may automatically confuse the feet with sex.
There are many cases of this kind of case in the world, but judging from the total number of billions of humans, this kind of patient is actually very rare.
I personally prefer to call this kind of case that is difficult to explain in ordinary hospitals "female sex".
This explanation is interesting, but the name is really ugly.
There was a stubborn point in his mind, probably that's what it means... Rulan twisted Bai Shengsheng's toes and said to himself.
Maybe I really have this kind of "pornographic fetish"?
Can Zhang Shuai still accept such a strange self?
A raised foot kicked the table's foot in confusion.
Don't care about him!
I don't know if he dares to have any objections.
If it was really like in a dream, the person who made himself so happy was really his fool husband, it would seem like a bad person.
I really want to see him facing his flooded vagina, and he was so surprised that he was stunned~
But...is it possible... this is just an illusion...
If he had asked him to take good care of his feet with a calm face, and if he had not changed much like before, and he would still stop him in pain, wouldn't that be embarrassing?
Before actually fighting with Zhang Shuai, it is best to find someone to help you verify it. Since the prince has made a request to him, let him do some work for him!
After all, everything comes at a price, and "good friends" are no exception.
After making a decision, Rulan rarely sent her husband a sweet message.
Zhang Shuai, I miss you a little~[Love]
Um.[Love]
A rare instant reply, but still cherishing words like gold.
It's really annoying!
Come back quickly...
Let me teach you how to speak normally, hum!
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