Chapter 10

But after searching all over the park, I still didn't see my wife's figure

At this time, the sky passed, and the autumn was bleak. There was only the lonely small boat with a bunch on the lake, and there was no wind around. But the little bunched boat was swaying rhythmically in the heart of the lake, like a cheerful little duck swimming in the water, causing the waves to stir up the side of the boat, splashing the waves on the side of the boat, but there was still no figure of the people in the boat. Perhaps those nonsense children were hiding in the cabin and making pranks.

Alas, these parents are too careless, letting children mess around on such a small boat. What if they capsize and fall into the water? I saw that the boat was very dripping and shaking very hard, so I couldn't help but secretly worry about the people on the boat.

But my thoughts quickly moved to my wife: Where did she go? If she had just been waiting at the pavilion, the bearded man should have thrust three hundred times in her body, and he was about to ejaculate! Haha, his cock is so thick, I wonder if A Ling's pussy can withstand it? When I thought about this, my penis couldn't help but move.

The scene of a bearded man lying on his wife and having sex with her couldn't help but appear in front of me: his bearded mouth was pressed against his wife's cherry breath, his tongue was stuck into her mouth, and her tongue was twisted

Their lower bodies were even more entangled, constantly rising and falling. His thick and big cock pulled his wife's thin labia into and out

Under his powerful impact, his wife gasped and her snow-white butt kept twisting.

But I stood guard for them, watching with relish and stunned...

I remember not long ago, I was a man who valued women's chastity very much. I had caused a lot of controversy, mobilized a lot, and almost got encouraged to divorce her.

Later, on the Mid-Autumn night, I witnessed my wife being gang-raped by three dock workers, and then led a wolf into the house. At home, I handed my wife over to the rooster brother and other ten river workers, and my mood suddenly became clear.

Now, not only did I be as happy as before with my wife, but I also took a big step forward, personally took the opportunity to bring in a client for her, and humbly pleased the man, as if I was afraid that if he was unhappy, I would not want to fuck my wife again

This change is truly in heaven and earth

The heavy pressure and transition of life can indeed change many people, things, things, and principles

The so-called sea can be filled, mountains can be moved, people can change, and the vast sea can become mulberry fields. Everything is changing, today is not the same, and the world and human feelings are always so magnificent and colorful, which is incomprehensible and contrary to the material.

In fact, from the depth of emotions, I am not very willing to let other men play with my wife. In her paradise that should only belong to me, I am looking for joy.

But reason tells me: Prostitution is the only way for my wife to do it

Human knowledge can be sold, thoughts can be sold, and of course the body can be sold.

A wife’s betrayal of the body can not only help us get rich quickly but also help us get rid of the troubles of poverty!

At the same time, she has many advantages over other women, that is, she can make her belly bulge as soon as possible, and pass on the family line for our family, so that her parents and grandfather will no longer worry about my lack of a descendant, or she will not be able to raise her head in front of her neighbors and neighbors for this.

Of course, she can also enjoy sexual orgasm as a prostitute, and it also satisfy my voyeurism.

So I am determined to let my wife take the path of prostitute, and eagerly look forward to peeping at the filthy scene of her wife's prostitution.

Now I really want to dedicate her to the bearded client and let him fuck her well!

I want to see her look when she was fucked by a bearded man, and see his cock thrust repeatedly in her pussy. Of course, I also like the money he brought to me and my wife with the smell of semen!

I even want my mother to go on this path if I have a chance in the future

She should not be much less attractive to men than my wife. Perhaps, she has more experience in bed and can satisfy her clients.

Nowadays, many men like mature women, but this is the type of mother!

Let’s talk about my wife’s immediate head, Director Sima. Once, I came to my house to drink and happened to see a sexy photo of my mother. At that time, my eyes were straight.

When I went to the bathroom with him, I found that his cock was so hard

Later, he repeatedly asked about my mother about her diet and daily life.

If my wife hadn't been unhappy with her mouth pouting and listening, he would have almost wanted me to call my mother to meet up with me at my house.

It’s a really good idea to ask your mother to be a prostitute too, such as one or two prostitutes, haha!

It's so beautiful that I'm

But in the whole park, except for me and the bearded man, it seems that there is only the mother and daughter who are still playing tirelessly.

At this time, the young mother was lying on the grass, supporting the ground with both hands, letting her daughter ride as a horse. The cute little daughter kept patting her mother's round buttocks with her hands and driving her to crawl

The thin, close-fitting elastic pants stretched the young mother's plump buttocks tightly. When she twisted her buttocks and crawled on the grass with difficulty, I was worried that if she accidentally broke the slits on her buttocks.

But she seemed to care about all this, just to win her daughter's favor, she twisted her buttocks exaggeratedly. The narrow underwear inside was clearly outlined, and even the protruding pubic bones and two thin labia were clearly visible.

This scene made me feel sexually excited and deeply moved. I couldn't help but think of my childhood, when I also liked to ride on my mother's back like a bitch, making her crawl around on the ground like a bitch.

At that time, some men in the village were smoking dry tobacco and squeezing around the door of my home's yard, pretending to be watching me riding a horse, but their eyes were staring at my mother's hanging breasts or her high fat ass.

But I am ignorant, but there are people who are crazy about being crazy and voluntarily instigated by them.

As long as there are too many people at my doorstep, I will order my mother to come out and act as a horse for me, and she shouts proudly, "Joy! You!", and she doesn't stop slapping her plump and beautiful and elastic buttocks with her palms.

My helpless mother had to carry me, twisting her hips and shaking her hips and crawling under everyone's noses

Especially in summer, she has always been afraid of heat and likes to wear only a small vest at home and a pair of flowery shorts that rural women often wear at home.

But sometimes when someone came to watch the fun, I didn't wait for her to change her clothes, so I shouted her to lie down and ride a horse for me.

When she was forced to lie on my crotch in shorts and climb around the ground, the pair of hill-like breasts on her chest almost slipped out of the neckline of the small vest, and the strawberry-like nipples were visible.

The flowery shorts on her lower body were also too big because the tube was too big, which inevitably exposed her plump thighs. Even the black triangle area at the base of her legs was faintly visible, which was often seen that the country men's eyes turned red and they swallowed their saliva.

I remember that many men secretly pulled me afterwards and said to me evilly: Xiao Tiantian, your mother has so many hairs under her, it is even darker and denser than uncles! Do you know why?

Indeed, when my mother was taking a shower, I noticed the circle of black and thick pubic hair on her lower body, which was as chaotic as a bird's nest.

But I don't know why there are so many black hairs between her snow-white thighs. They really look like a man's beard and a bunch of wild grass that can burn fire.

Those men teased me and said: That's because your mother doesn't have a beard on her mouth, so her hair grows all over her! Haha! If you don't believe me, go home and ask your mother

I really asked my mother about this, and her face turned red like a piece of cloth at that time and said to me: Don’t listen to their men chewing their gossip, they are teasing you!

Then why do you have so many black beards? I'm still trying to figure it out

When you grow up, you will understand. Mom didn't scold me, but twisted my face coquettishly

In a blink of an eye, I have grown up and really understand why my mother has black hair. I also understand how naive I was at that time and how embarrassed the questions I asked made my mother

But the kind mother didn't complain about me, nor did she beat me and scold me. She was so nice to me

But I have never given any reward to my loving mother. She has never enjoyed any blessings.

Just like today, in order to go back to her hometown to visit her grandfather, she had to squeeze in the bus

Thinking of the bus made me feel uneasy again

I also know a little about the ugly faces and vulgar skills of the slutty men on the bus. I also know a little about my wife's mouth.

My wife has often asked those people to take advantage of her. Many times after she took the bus home, her handprints were taken out on her buttocks and breasts.

And on several occasions, she took the bus to work and even made a big blush in the office

It turned out that the clean skirt she had changed into when she went out in the morning was covered with man's semen, which made her feel ashamed in front of her colleagues and could not tell her.

Another time, two holes were gently cut through the back of her jeans with a razor.

She happened to have sex with me at night that day. She woke up late in the morning and went to the bus before she had time to put on her underwear. Unexpectedly, she met a big pervert on the bus.

When she walked into the company wearing the ripped jeans, her snow-white pink buttocks were exposed to everyone, but she still didn't realize it, and she was still walking freely in the company, talking to her subordinates seriously, chatting with colleagues, and reporting business to the general manager... Until she was about to get off work, Director Ma of her office couldn't help it and told her what Chunguang had leaked. She suddenly realized and was so scared that she was embarrassed to go to work for a few days.

Today, my poor mommy was also sexually affected on the bus

When she got on the bus, those perverts couldn't help but rush to touch her breasts and buttocks. After getting on the bus, they separated my nearsighted dad from her with ulterior motives and squeezed beside her...

I guess at this moment, my mother's breasts and butt may not be idle.

Her concave and standard figure will arouse the desire of many men. They will shamelessly put their hands into their mother's underwear and caress her dense pubic hair and tender vagina. They are even very likely to rely on the large number of people to boldly stuff their cock into her secret place and fuck her with real swords and guns... It would be strange if they don't play until she is exhausted!

Alas, poor mom, my son is helpless to you, just treat it as a prostitute in the future! I calculated the time and my mother had only walked halfway through her journey back to her hometown in the countryside. She had to be sexually harassed for at least an hour.

At this time, there might be a few dirty fingers in her lower body. Under their caress, she might be unable to control herself, and she would be overflowing with love juice, or she would give up half-heartedly, which would help them. Anyway, my dad had no glasses and was blind...

A beauties like my mother may be born to be lustful for men on the bus, and even like my wife, it is a good material for being a prostitute. If I don’t think about her, I’d better find A Ling as the client is still waiting to fuck her! As I thought about this, the cock between my crotch couldn’t help but be even harder: If my mother really became a prostitute, would I have the chance to fuck her too?

I was shocked by my thoughts. It seems that in my heart, I still have a faint Oedipus plot.

At this moment, I saw the little girl's mother walking towards me with a smile

Sir, where is the toilet in this park? The young mother walked up to me with a smile and asked with a blushing face.

Is it your daughter who wants to get rid of her? Isn’t it enough to let her squat on the ground and spit it? I stared at her perky nipples and said

Her breasts are not inferior to my wife at all, and her breasts are even plump than my wife, but her butt is still not as big as my wife.

No, I want to relieve myself. Her voice was as thin as a mosquito: Do ​​you know where there is a toilet nearby? Please tell me quickly?

She was obviously really anxious to pee. Her earlobes were red when she spoke, her voice was panting, and her curved butt was twisting anxiously and twisting.

The shy look and voice are extremely cute

I was so anxious that my wife was secretly missing. At this moment, I couldn't help but want to tease her and adjust my emotions. So I deliberately said: There is no toilet in this park. It will take 20 minutes to walk through here. If your daughter follows you behind your butt, it will take at least half an hour to walk. The toilet is in an alley, which is dirty and smelly. Women squat on the toilet and pee, and often maggots crawl on her legs. Some even get into the woman's vagina or anus. In addition, men often mistakenly break into the women's bathroom. Last month, a woman was gang-raped in the toilet and was urinated by the other party. If you really want to go there, someone will lead the way, otherwise you may walk into a dead end and you can't even find the broken toilet.

Oh, no, I can't hold it in, I don't want to go there anymore. She suddenly lost her beauty and looked very embarrassed. She seemed to be explaining the situation to me, and she seemed to be talking to herself: It's all my fault, I'm always pestering me and not letting me go home. What should I do? Her face turned red, she was so anxious that she was about to cry, and her forehead was filled with sweat.

A woman will get cystitis after holding her urine for too long and will also oppress her uterus. If her uterus is damaged, it will affect women's love for others. I have always known that she is merciful. When she is scared, she immediately looks chivalrous: Let's do this, if you can trust me, you will boldly squat down the old banyan tree and relax happily. I will help you stand guard and watch the wind, and ensure that no other tourists will come and peek.

Okay, I can trust you, thank you. She didn't even think about it, she immediately pursed her lips and smiled at me, handed her daughter to me, and quickly took out two pink toilet paper from her small bag, then threw the small bag into my arms, and hurriedly ran towards the old banyan tree.