Chapter 114 Yan Yunru’s Memories (2)

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But I felt a trace of strangeness. After a few seconds, I knew what this strangeness was:

I've never been in sex, with my back toward each other with my butt.

In the past, when Xiaokan asked me several times, I felt that this position was too shameful, like a puppy.

what to do?Do you want to reject this man?

Sister Ting held me in her arms, and I didn’t know what to do.

The situation behind me can't see anything. This feeling is like I have lost control of everything, which is completely different from the sex I used to have with Xiaokan's brother.

It was like a confused wait, and it felt like all the nerves were concentrated on the buttocks, concentrated on the little bit of the labia, waiting for the heart-piercing touch.

I could feel the heat radiated from his body behind me, and I could also hear his heavy breathing.

I don’t know how long I waited, but I felt that the labia was lightly lit up. Hum, Wave, Wave, Wave, I moaned softly, my body shrank forward, and I felt a slimming on my face. This was the touch caused by the friction and sliding of Sister Ting’s breasts.

I knew that the hot cock tip was pressing against the middle of my labia.

A tremor came from my buttocks, and my love juice poured out at the right time.

I can imagine it.

The iron stick that was enough to make most men feel ashamed, had its blue veins exposed, tightly tightly inside the condom, full of strength. The goose egg-like glans was high above, proudly shining with purple reflections.

It was this powerful existence that began to rub my labia up and down. I could feel my labia changing into different shapes as he rubbed, and his bloodshot glans was so hard that it didn't even cause any deformation in the process.

I don’t know how many times I rubbed it, but his iron rod split my labia and drove straight into it, pushing deep into my deepest part, immersing the whole piece inside.

He reached the end of the world inside me and stabbed the deepest part of my vagina.

At the same time, we all sighed softly.

While I was growing my mouth, Sister Ting held my head with her hands, guided me, and took her buds in her instinctively. I began to suck.

At this moment, the swelling and numb pleasure in the vagina, the spasms of the buttocks, and the trembling of the legs.

Everything needs to be diverted by Sister Ting’s buds.

The man started to attack.

My mind began to blank, and I passed the waves of pleasure after wave. In the end, thousands of words finally formed shame and self-blame: Sorry, my dear brother Kan, your wife, Yan Yunru, has completely fallen.

……

I have actually thought countless times whether my shame is true or false.

In fact, after the first time I lost my virginity, when Brother Xiaokan called, I almost confessed.

Maybe that time is the best time for me to confess and turn back.

When I lost my virginity for the second time, I told my brother Xiaokan that he would still believe me?

At that time, my courage to confess was completely lost. At that time, my fear of Brother Xiaokan's discovery of the truth had completely prevailed. At this time, I had completely lost the best window for confession and turning back.

It was me who tied myself to the wreck of Brother Xiaokan.

At this time, it is no longer a question of whether I have the ability to control it. Things change like this. Once the opportunity is lost, I can never look back. At this time, my mentality has changed from how to confess and turn back to having to hide it, because at this time, I, who has fallen, once my actions are revealed, the probability of my loss of my family is infinite.

However, I never thought at that time when would it be the end if I kept hiding it?

Is it a great harm to Brother Xiaokan?

This is a question I can't think about.

The ultimate goal of my choice to hide is to protect my family from being broken, but my behavior of protecting my family has nothing to do with Xiaokan's brother, just because I need a family to be my own protective umbrella to avoid facing a divorce reputation where no one wants to be lonely.

This is actually the choice I made after the two evils are in power.

Alas, once you take the first step of cheating, there will be no turning back.

Unless you reach the point where the storm is storm.

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The sun has set, and the Huangshan Mountain, which is the most powerful mountain, has risen in mist.

But here in the Hot Spring Villa, the fog seemed to be driven away by bright lights, so that when you look up and see a bright moon hanging above the sky, looming in the dark and white clouds.

I feel that night is actually the most ambiguous moment in this hot spring villa. Countless distinguished guests enjoy the beautiful spring time with the warm and comfortable spring water.

The room that Sister Ting ordered has a separate backyard, and there is also a separate hot spring inside the backyard, which is misty, which is different from the private soup where the three of them just had a bath and chat outside the room.

Although the hot spring pool here is not big, it is very private.

Use a tall circle of bamboo and wood as a fence to isolate the private soup from the outside world.

Only the line of sight is isolated, but not the sound is not isolated. Anyway, no one knows anyone from the neighbors in this kind of place.

Although everything about to begin is my second close contact with this man today; although this is my fourth date with this man; although I am full of expectations for what is about to happen; but when this man pulled me up and walked towards the hot spring in the room, I was still a little shy and shy. This kind of shyness and shyness was not intentional, but was indeed a true reflection of my inner struggle.

In the hot spring, this man put me in the pool water. I felt a little out of balance. He leaned on the edge of the pool under his support. Then he walked behind me and picked up my legs in the hot spring water. I felt my butt tilted backwards.

The swimming trunk seemed to be still hanging on my feet. After my vagina, which was filled with vaginal fluid, was completely exposed to the back in the air.

What are you doing?I protested and had to lie on the edge of the pool, Ah!No, Ah Before I felt the dampness in my lower body, I felt that it was licked by a tongue. Although it was not the first time his tongue touched me, a sense of shame still made my legs sway in the water. I felt that the hot spring water was shaking and the waves hit the edge of the pool.

Ah…ah!No!You... don't...well Ah!

I felt my legs were tightly held, and my hands behind me could only barely touch his hair. I couldn't stop it after scratching it. As his face was with me, my legs shivered violently. The love juice flowed into the spring water along the gap between his savage lips and tongue and labia, and mixed together.

Perhaps it was the strange environment far away from my hometown that gave me a little security, so I gave up struggling and began to whistle loudly.

He ignored it and continued to drill hard into it with his tongue.

Just as my screams were almost penetrated into the clouds, he let me go and stood up. I heard the sound of taking off the wet clothes behind me. Then the man's body came from behind again. My last moan was still floating in the air, and I gasped for a long time but couldn't recover. Just as I wanted to get up, I was hugged by a sloppy body.

Ah…No…

I felt panting, as if I wanted to ask but couldn't find out. I recited this man helplessly over and over again with a crying voice, as if he would listen to me if he would read it a few more times.

Maybe this man felt distressed when he listened to my begging, and loved my handsome appearance very much. While he was lying over from behind, he secretly put the guy who was three points harder than an iron rod between my legs.

My hands held my breasts that had been neglected for a long time in front of me, and they fit together like this.

Every time the iron rod slid through the crack of the peach, my body trembled in his arms. I grabbed the man's arm tightly, and my body was as tight as a bowstring.

His tongue was slid behind my ears, holding the sinking breasts in his big hands, allowing the delicate nipples to spin in his palms.