Chapter 40

At this time, I also excitedly took out my penis and stroking it gently.

The scene at this time was really funny. My father was masturbating with the airplane cup, and Natasha and I were masturbating with their own hands. In this way, my father's equipment was more advanced, and this scene made me even more excited.

At this time, Natasha's snow-white body was twisting gently on the bed, and her slender fingers were sliding between her plump labia. The mucus seemed to be increasing, and the sound of the plane cup rubbing on her father was like Natasha's aphrodisiac.

Um... When she became more and more emotional and uncontrollable, Natasha covered her red lips with her other hand and let out a muffled groan. At this time, her father seemed to hear this sound, and her stroking stopped for a moment.

At this time, there was a hint of doubt in my father's lustful eyes. After the voice on my father stopped, Natasha's slightly narrowed eyes opened at this time, and the sliding of her fingers also stopped, with a hint of nervousness in her eyes.

After my father was still for a while, he continued to masturbate. The grinning sound of grinning sounded again, and on the side of Natasha, the sliding friction between her fingers also began.

From this point of view, Natasha is indeed catering to her father's frequency, and the only thing that has not stopped is me.

Uh... Uh... About five minutes later, I couldn't stand my sperm, so I took out the toilet paper and quickly blocked my glans, ejaculated the semen into the toilet paper.

I also want to last longer, but the scene is too exciting now, especially when my father stopped masturbating, Natasha also stopped, giving me an inexplicable sense of stimulation.

At this time, my father was still masturbating, and so was Natasha, only I ended early.

Alas... The brief sense of emptiness after ejaculation made me temporarily lose my attention to my father and Natasha, and I couldn't help but sigh.

At this time, Natasha's snow-white body was twisting on the bed, and her fingers were sliding on her labia faster and faster. About three minutes after I ejaculated, Natasha's snow-white body suddenly stretched out, and then she let out a long muffled groan. She seemed to have had an orgasm, right?

Natasha's light blue eyes were blurred, and her plump breasts were fluctuating violently because of her breathing.

This is the first time I have seen Natasha cumming. She has had sex with me so many times, and it seems that Natasha has never reacted like this.

At this time, I didn’t know whether I should be happy or sad. Natasha’s first orgasm was not given by me, but by masturbation.

Although she did not have close contact with her father, is this my father's credit?

After about ten seconds, Natasha's tense body suddenly relaxed, and then she lay weakly on the bed, her plump breasts kept rising and falling.

At this time, a layer of red glow was overflowing from her skin, white and red, full of wireless temptation.

At this time, the regular couple Natasha and I reached orgasm, and the only thing left was my father who continued.

My father started first, but it has not ended until now, which only shows that his father’s strong endurance is.

With his father's penis so thick and long, how many orgasms could he send Natasha to a long orgasm?

There may be a case for this issue in the future.

After about ten minutes, my father finally ejaculated. A large amount of semen filled the plane cup and overflowed from the mouth of the cup and dripped onto the floor. It was thick and white, like milk.

My father's ejaculation seemed to be more intense than ever before. When he ejaculated, his father's crotch arched upwards, almost breaking the back cover of the plane cup again.

After ejaculation, my father sat by the bed and rested for a long time, as if he was enjoying the afterglow of the orgasm of this masturbation.

But after the emptiness came, my father's eyes were filled with a hint of guilt and struggle. It seemed that my guess was right. When my father masturbated, he must have been thinking about Natasha's naked body.

Natasha is the same, with shyness and nervousness in her eyes, as if she had done something wrong.

The only thing that is excited is me, right?

My father gently pushed open the bedroom door, then walked to the bathroom to prepare to flush the plane cup. After entering the bathroom, my father also patrolled the bathroom space, as if he was savoring Natasha's bathing here just now.

After my father was worried about rinsing the airplane cup, he returned to the bedroom and placed the airplane cup on the radiator again.

Then I naturally wouldn't forget to press the corner of the New Year painting again, and the original tape was still sticky.

Everything was over. My father was lying on the bed and looking at the roof, sighing constantly, and at the same time he had a little struggle on his face, and seemed a little annoyed. At this time, he might be reflecting on himself.

The same is true for Natasha. She looked at the roof and didn't know what she was thinking, unless I could walk into her heart.

I took advantage of this gap and made the final decision and passed the modified drawings to the construction company directly in my email.

It is the longest time that WeChat videos can be recorded.

Like huh... After the drawings were conveyed, I let out a heavy breath. Although I knew that this road was dangerous and a road of no return, I just couldn't help but walk, otherwise I would be in pain by this heart.

I just sat in front of the hotel window, looking at the surveillance screen, and looking at the moonlight outside the window.

I waited until my father and Natasha closed their eyes and fell asleep before I turned off the surveillance screen.

I was lying on the bed for a long time before I fell asleep.

The next day, I was awakened by the computer of the person in charge of the construction company. They received my modified drawings. They felt a little strange because the things I modified were so weird.

The walls need to be added with mezzanine and the basement needs to be encrypted, just like adding a lot of mechanisms to this house.

Finally, after repeated confirmation with me, the person in charge of the construction company started preparing and thought I was broken.

Of course, I didn't tell them the reason why I modified it like this, but just said that I have a special purpose.

And it is about to be the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. I don’t know if anything will happen between my father and Natasha during this reunion Lantern Festival. Maybe everything is not that fast, right?

Of course, there may be accidents, such as indiscriminate sexual intercourse after drinking?

In the afternoon, I went to select building materials with the project manager of the construction company, and studied the quotation. I was busy all day.

It was already very late to return to the hotel at night. I had not turned on the surveillance footage at home. Maybe my father and Natasha had already finished their supper at this time, right?

But when I was about to turn on the surveillance at home, a strange sound suddenly sounded on my phone. This sound rarely sounded before, only it had sounded yesterday, which was the prompt sound of WHATSAPP.

I opened this software and found that it was the message Natasha sent me. How could she take the initiative to send me a message?

Natasha: Is your husband gone?What's the situation?

Me: I'm leaving, nothing is wrong. I'm now with the child in the bedroom, and the child just fell asleep.

Natasha: What about your husband’s father?

Me: I'm resting in his bedroom...

Natasha: Oh, it's fine, I just want to ask you, afraid that you will be...

Me: Thank you for your concern...

Natasha: You're welcome...

At this time, I was a little surprised. With my understanding of Natasha, I felt that she seemed to have something to do, otherwise she would not have taken the initiative to chat with a stranger.

Me: Is there anything wrong?younger sister……

At this time, I quickly sent a message to Natasha, but in fact I didn't have much hope. Maybe she was just curious.

At this time, I also remembered that Natasha seemed to have not sent me a video today. According to the time, I should send me a video greeting now.

Natasha fell into silence. Could something have happened?

Just as I was about to turn on the surveillance camera to find out, Natasha finally replied to the message.

Natasha: I may also encounter the problems you are facing...

Seeing Natasha's words, my heart couldn't help but tighten, and then my breathing became slightly chaotic.

Natasha encountered the same problem as Sophia. Could it be that she was also caused by her father...

I couldn't imagine it at this time. After all, after falling asleep last night, there was one night and the daytime of today. Was Natasha taken down by her father?

Me: You were also given to your husband's father...

When I sent this message, my hands were trembling and panicked. I had only one thought, and wanted to turn on the surveillance and console to replay it to see what was going on.

Natasha's message was quickly replied...