Chapter 173

When I held up and raised my head, I saw my husband fall down, but when I looked forward, my pupils suddenly shrank because, I saw that my husband's head hit the TV counter

I hurriedly got up and checked me and carefully turned my husband over. I saw a very obvious wound on my head that was bleeding...

Me, I...I never thought it would happen like this. Husband, I didn't mean it, I didn't mean it to push you... What to do, what to do...

I gently helped my husband up and hugged him in my arms. I watched the blood on my husband's head and helped me up with my body. I cut my eyes and left a dazzling red mark on my face. I asked my husband nervously. You are fine, but my husband only occasionally whispered... pain..., and looked at me with confusion.

Seeing the blood on my husband's face and the bleeding from the wound increased, I let my husband go, lay flat on the ground, then took it with a pillow and knelt down on my head, leaning forward, holding a few wet wipes in my hand to wipe the blood on my husband's face

What to do, what to do, what to do... It's all your fault... I heard the footsteps slowly approaching behind me, and I said with a little resentful voice

Why do I blame me? Then I heard his answer, with a hint of unhappiness in my voice

Ah...What are you doing? I originally planned to blame him for a few words, but suddenly I felt a chill of my butt. I realized that he had walked behind me, lifted up my skirt, put my left hand on my left half of my butt, and pinched it.

Ah…Don’t make a fuss, it’s all your fault that you just pushed me, but something happened now. I reached out and patted his hand away from his messing hand, and didn’t pull down the skirt around my waist, and just looked at him like that, saying to him with a little annoying tone

I don't have it in his voice, whether it's happy or proud.

Hurry, go to the room and take out the medical box. The blood is still bleeding. I want to stop the bleeding first. I turned my head, pouted, and looked at him with unhappiness, and my penis was jumping straight.

But he was still standing there, looking at my hand where I was slapped, and I pressed it on again and gently rubbed my butt from left to right. After a few back and forth, my palm suddenly changed to my vagina, and my middle finger was still sinking into my labia.

He caressed him back and forth, and his body felt a numb feeling. He was about to stop him, but suddenly covered his hands on his vagina and fingers that squeezed into the labia majora. His body shook violently, and his vagina became even hotter and wet. After he felt that his finger was wet, the finger slid up and down, rubbed and even inserted his finger directly into the vagina. The sour pleasure of thrusting and buckles made me feel weak, so I couldn't support my hands anymore. I lay down and breathed rapidly

Looking at the corner of his mouth, he raised a successful smile, wrapped his hands on my waist and hips, and lowered his body. After that, a hot object pressed against my labia. I thought about getting rid of it, but the labia and the glans seemed to stick together, which made me unable to break free. Then he thrust forward and I shouted out with a loud voice. The vagina was pushed open hard, and I suddenly pushed my uterus. Snake, the two of them tightly closed together. The void was filled with him, and the vagina was tightly wrapped around his penis. I don’t know if I don’t want him to move around or not want him to leave for the first time, and he was inserted so hard. The vagina seemed to be torn apart, and was soon covered by the pleasure. It was still very gentle just now, but this felt even more stimulating.

Pa, Pa, Pa, Pa He thrust hard a few more times, and then his hand was used up. My lower body was lifted up, and my hands were barely supported. As he turned to the side, I didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. When I stood up, I lay down again. At this time, we were facing the balcony, maybe in front of my parents-in-law.

Well...Ah...Hmm...Ah My dizzy mind. Before I noticed this, the penis slowly retreated in my vagina made me feel disappointed. When I squeezed and inserted it again, it made me feel satisfied and soothed, and my brain gradually became filled with this.

It's no longer as rough as before, but now I'm thrusting back and forth gently behind me. I also swung my body gently to his rhythm, making a satisfying sound. He loosened the hand that was wrapped around his waist and crotch, bent down, held my breasts with both hands, started kneading, gradually accelerated the thrusting, and my screams... After a while, one of the hand that was still kneading the breasts just now, let go of the breasts, stretched out and stroked my face. I knew what he wanted to do, so my head followed his hand and turned back and kissed him.

Ah...No, no, let go of me, let go of me, let go of me... But, I was originally intoxicated by this, full of lust, and was about to turn my head and kiss him deeply, but, I, who was still full of lust, my pupils have shrunk now because, I saw my husband who was just lying flat behind me, probably turned over and crawled towards the balcony not long ago, but I just crawled not far away and fainted, yes, what I saw now was that my husband had fainted, and felt where my husband was lonely and desperate

I was surrounded by a strong fear and struggled violently. I was afraid. What should I do if my husband...