On the other hand, Wen Jiawei walked into the room and saw Yang Ming's figure at this time had already changed into a suspender pajama, leaning against the door and reading a book on the bed.
Wen Jiawei was not surprised. The moment he got the key, he knew that tonight was Yang Ming, of course, there were only three rooms, so it was not difficult to remember the house number.
You are here. Yang Ming, who is facing his back, suddenly said that this surprised Wen Jiawei. It seemed that he knew that the person who came in was him in the morning.
Yang Ming's tender voice that could not quite hear age was gentle, not only calmed down Wen Jiawei's originally nervous mood, but also aroused his youthful throbbing.
Wen Jiawei stared at Yang Ming's back, and his long black hair happened to block the exposed back from his pajamas, which made people look sexy and seductive.
Unconsciously swallowed, and responded with a little at a loss,
Seeing that Yang Ming was about to turn around, Wen Jiawei quickly moved his eyes away and said in a panic, "I'll go and wash first."
For adult sex, foreplay is harder than text, and flirting is more technical than caressing.
Wen Jiawei's experience is obviously far from enough
Of course, he knew this very well, so he decided to show his usual style of dealing with people and things sincerely
Washing yourself clean in advance will always make people feel a little favorable
So when you enter the door, you take a shower first. In fact, Wen Jiawei has performed it countless times in his heart.
Let's go together, I feel a little sweating while sitting. Yang Ming screamed and got up
This was something Wen Jiawei never expected. He said bitterly, after all, he is a rookie, just accumulate more experience when he was young.
But this if he thought of his wife Hu Qian, and he felt guilty inexplicably
Let's go. Yang Ming greeted him and walked into the bathroom first. The silver bell-like sound made Wen Jiawei lose all his thoughts.
Wen Jiawei followed his steps into the bathroom. Yang Ming in front of him was already showering naked.
What attracted Wen Jiawei's attention the most was Yang Ming's breasts. Although I saw some of them in the same room that night, it was just a glimpse of the aftermath.
Yang Ming's breasts are not big, but compared to Hu Qian, they have small and pink nipples, which is completely different from Hu Qian.
Although Wen Jiawei did not deliberately take the woman in front of him and his wife, he always thinks about whatever he lacks. At this time, the word "desire" is written on Wen Jiawei's face.
Of course, all this cannot escape Yang Ming's eyes, but he was not too proactive. He just threw a look of the same desire. Of course, this is an acting element.
Those sex skills learned from the professors of couples are not just the caressing techniques and various positions that benefit He Jun and Yang Ming the most, but more of the psychology of the bed.
In human society, high-end hunters often play the role of prey
At this time, Wen Jiawei had undoubtedly fallen into Yang Ming's trap
He plucked up the courage, walked over and hugged Yang Ming in his arms, and took the initiative to kiss him.
Wen Jiawei's kissing skills are naturally not satisfactory, but under Yang Ming's guidance, he was also intoxicated with kissing.
During this period, Yang Ming also intentionally or unintentionally used his breasts to scratch Wen Jiawei's chest.
This is undoubtedly a hint, but Wen Jiawei, who was already a little confused at this time, may not be able to understand the purpose. He just followed the instinct and followed the trend, picked up his breasts and ate it.
After some lingering, the room they returned to, and the next thing they did was in Buyan Chinese, Jiawei entered Yang Ming's body, this was the second woman in his life.
A numbness came, not only because of the psychological freshness, but also because of the oppression and pleasure brought by Yang Ming's vagina. Yu Wen Jiawei felt that his little brother could not move forward.
Because she had never given birth to a child, Yang Ming's vagina was naturally tighter than Hu Qian's.
But after all, it's not a young jade girl, and it's not as tight as it is
It's mainly because Wen Jiawei's little brother has never seen the world and is too allergic
In addition to Yang Ming's exaggerated moaning like an AV actress, Wen Jiawei finally advanced hard and delivered the goods hastily.
Wen Jiawei was naturally extremely frustrated, but before he could ask for some help for himself, Yang Ming said gently, "It's been a long time since I did it."
Although this is not a fact, it was done just a week ago, Wen Jiawei naturally knew it, but he still nodded, well
Yang Ming said while caring for Wen Jiawei, "Don't have psychological pressure, can you enjoy it?" As he said that, he crawled between Wen Jiawei's legs and started to do it with his mouth."
After just a few tricks, Wen Jiawei regained his vitality and became strong
Yang Ming rode on Wen Jiawei, and soon he felt the pleasant tightness again
But now he has adapted a lot, and he has ejaculated once, and his glans is not so sensitive
In fact, it is also related to the female upper position adopted by Yang Ming at this time. She twisted her waist, and the glans was pressed against the vaginal wall more, and there was no such violent friction.
This not only makes men last longer, but also makes the glans more likely to touch the G point. Pressing can stimulate G more than friction
This is why sometimes crazy thrusting may not cause a woman to orgasm, and using her hands can make the vaginal fluid overflow
Although Yang Ming's waist was twisting and swaying, it would not be lewd, but instead showed his charm.
Wen Jiawei saw it, how could he resist? He hugged Yang Ming in his arms and savored it carefully.
Compared to Hu Qian, Yang Ming is more plump, but he is definitely not fat.
For mature men, they often prefer to eat some pork belly
And in women, the most characteristic is the buttocks
For women's breasts, there may be those who prefer small ones, but probably no man doesn't like a butt that he doesn't like.
At this point, compared with Yang Ming, Hu Qian is more and more pale in comparison
This also made Wen Jiawei hold Yang Ming's butt and rub and knead her endlessly. She can't let go of her love.
The position that can best show the beauty of a woman's buttocks and also facilitate men's playfulness. It is undoubtedly the back of Wen Jiawei put Yang Ming down on the bed, deliberately guiding her to turn over and raise her butt
This intention has been seen in Yang Ming's eyes, and she doesn't want Wen Jiawei to succeed tonight.
Of course, she couldn't refuse so obviously, so she wrapped her feet around Wen Jiawei's waist, making him unable to move
Wen Jiawei couldn't do anything but maintain this posture, and finally ejaculated as Yang Ming's tempting moans.
When Wen Jiawei came back to his senses from the impact of ejaculation, he found that Yang Ming was snuggling in his arms. In fact, Wen Jiawei was empty and confused at this time, but when he was polite, he still hugged Yang Ming.
At the same time, he also consciously thought of his wife Hu Qian for the first time. Is she also snuggling in a man's arms?
Thinking of this, Wen Jiawei felt disgusted by what he did. How ridiculous is such an exchange
But he soon remembered that in the past few years, he had never held Hu Qian into his arms after finishing it.
Of course, Hu Qian would not take the initiative to throw herself into her arms like Yang Ming.
It was not until that time when he was having sex with He Jun and Yang Ming that they snuggled together sweetly after they had sex, and Wen Jiawei and Hu Qian were infected and hugged each other for a long time.
Although he was already very tired, Wen Jiawei was worried and couldn't sleep no matter how hard he was.
Yang Ming seemed to have expected it, and took out the beer and snacks prepared in advance, saying that he and her husband He Jun would drink and chat every time after cooking.
When Wen Jiawei got up the next morning, Yang Ming was no longer in the room. Everything yesterday was like a dream, but this also made Wen Jiawei feel a little less guilty.
This feeling of guilt is not only for his wife Hu Qian, but also for his vague uneasiness in transcending the moral bottom line.
No matter how high-sounding He Jun and Yang Ming said, it is not a matter of human nature to be able to exchange such a partner.
Even He Jun and Yang Ming would not want their parents or colleagues and friends around them to know about these things, right?
But he thought again, didn’t he do it on his back when watching A-movies secretly back then?
Giving everyone a moral gray area, this is probably a social progress
After washing up, Wen Jiawei walked out of the door and happened to see his wife Hu Qian right in front of him and was about to go downstairs. It seemed that she had just gotten up for a while.
Seeing Hu Qian walking a little squeaky, thinking about Bao Lang's strong physique, I guess he was a little crazy last night
Wen Jiawei felt a little sad for a moment
But I and Yang Ming were not bad last night, so what else can I say
Thinking of this, Wen Jiawei went up to hold Hu Qian's hand, clasped his fingers tightly, and shouted, "Woman."
It's a compensation, but also a comfort to oneself
Hu Qian looked at her husband's swollen eyes and knew that he had a tossing last night, and her heart suddenly felt a little painful.
Fortunately, the temperature of Wen Jiawei's palm relieved the pain a lot.
Husband Hu Qian also responded immediately
The others had already prepared breakfast and lunch at 10 a.m. downstairs. Looking at the two people who came down from the upstairs, they warmly greeted them to eat, as if nothing happened yesterday.
But Wen Jiawei and Hu Qian were a little awkward. Compared with yesterday, they both said less and just buried their heads in eating.
But the others didn't force them to join the topic, and the atmosphere was not too awkward.
Before leaving, Tana, who was quite straightforward, said kindly to Hu Qian before leaving, "Sister, don't worry, it's better that we'll go home like this and do it again."
Sure enough, Hu Qian did welcome the candlelight dinner prepared by Wen Jiawei on another weekend night. This time, she was not at home, but at a nearby restaurant.
Hu Qian also wore a dress that she hadn't had on her body for a long time, and the atmosphere was so romantic
When the two returned home, Hu Qian was pressed against the wall by Wen Jiawei in the entrance hall. Of course, she accepted it happily. This person was her beloved husband.
The two hugged each other and soon Hu Qian noticed that Wen Jiawei had taken off her underwear. She saw that he was ready to go
Hu Qian didn't feel secretly happy. Such a bohemian husband had never seen him who usually had to wear condoms in case of safety. At this time, the monks came in like this.
And she felt that Wen Jiawei was stronger than usual, because she had tried other women, but she still felt that she was good? Hu Qian felt complacent.
But just after Wen Jiawei moved, Hu Qian felt a strange feeling in her husband's arms, and her heart was warm, but she really didn't feel very happy.
Then Bao Lang's figure appeared in her mind, and she recalled the feeling of feeling that night, and felt a little lost in her heart.
But soon the shame covered everything. How could he have something to do with other men in front of her husband? Hu Qian couldn't help but blame herself.
Thinking about it, he quickly pretended to enjoy it and made a sound of moaning.
At this moment, Wen Jiawei's penis slowly collapsed and slid out of his vagina before he ejaculated.
Wen Jiawei was not surprised. The moment he got the key, he knew that tonight was Yang Ming, of course, there were only three rooms, so it was not difficult to remember the house number.
You are here. Yang Ming, who is facing his back, suddenly said that this surprised Wen Jiawei. It seemed that he knew that the person who came in was him in the morning.
Yang Ming's tender voice that could not quite hear age was gentle, not only calmed down Wen Jiawei's originally nervous mood, but also aroused his youthful throbbing.
Wen Jiawei stared at Yang Ming's back, and his long black hair happened to block the exposed back from his pajamas, which made people look sexy and seductive.
Unconsciously swallowed, and responded with a little at a loss,
Seeing that Yang Ming was about to turn around, Wen Jiawei quickly moved his eyes away and said in a panic, "I'll go and wash first."
For adult sex, foreplay is harder than text, and flirting is more technical than caressing.
Wen Jiawei's experience is obviously far from enough
Of course, he knew this very well, so he decided to show his usual style of dealing with people and things sincerely
Washing yourself clean in advance will always make people feel a little favorable
So when you enter the door, you take a shower first. In fact, Wen Jiawei has performed it countless times in his heart.
Let's go together, I feel a little sweating while sitting. Yang Ming screamed and got up
This was something Wen Jiawei never expected. He said bitterly, after all, he is a rookie, just accumulate more experience when he was young.
But this if he thought of his wife Hu Qian, and he felt guilty inexplicably
Let's go. Yang Ming greeted him and walked into the bathroom first. The silver bell-like sound made Wen Jiawei lose all his thoughts.
Wen Jiawei followed his steps into the bathroom. Yang Ming in front of him was already showering naked.
What attracted Wen Jiawei's attention the most was Yang Ming's breasts. Although I saw some of them in the same room that night, it was just a glimpse of the aftermath.
Yang Ming's breasts are not big, but compared to Hu Qian, they have small and pink nipples, which is completely different from Hu Qian.
Although Wen Jiawei did not deliberately take the woman in front of him and his wife, he always thinks about whatever he lacks. At this time, the word "desire" is written on Wen Jiawei's face.
Of course, all this cannot escape Yang Ming's eyes, but he was not too proactive. He just threw a look of the same desire. Of course, this is an acting element.
Those sex skills learned from the professors of couples are not just the caressing techniques and various positions that benefit He Jun and Yang Ming the most, but more of the psychology of the bed.
In human society, high-end hunters often play the role of prey
At this time, Wen Jiawei had undoubtedly fallen into Yang Ming's trap
He plucked up the courage, walked over and hugged Yang Ming in his arms, and took the initiative to kiss him.
Wen Jiawei's kissing skills are naturally not satisfactory, but under Yang Ming's guidance, he was also intoxicated with kissing.
During this period, Yang Ming also intentionally or unintentionally used his breasts to scratch Wen Jiawei's chest.
This is undoubtedly a hint, but Wen Jiawei, who was already a little confused at this time, may not be able to understand the purpose. He just followed the instinct and followed the trend, picked up his breasts and ate it.
After some lingering, the room they returned to, and the next thing they did was in Buyan Chinese, Jiawei entered Yang Ming's body, this was the second woman in his life.
A numbness came, not only because of the psychological freshness, but also because of the oppression and pleasure brought by Yang Ming's vagina. Yu Wen Jiawei felt that his little brother could not move forward.
Because she had never given birth to a child, Yang Ming's vagina was naturally tighter than Hu Qian's.
But after all, it's not a young jade girl, and it's not as tight as it is
It's mainly because Wen Jiawei's little brother has never seen the world and is too allergic
In addition to Yang Ming's exaggerated moaning like an AV actress, Wen Jiawei finally advanced hard and delivered the goods hastily.
Wen Jiawei was naturally extremely frustrated, but before he could ask for some help for himself, Yang Ming said gently, "It's been a long time since I did it."
Although this is not a fact, it was done just a week ago, Wen Jiawei naturally knew it, but he still nodded, well
Yang Ming said while caring for Wen Jiawei, "Don't have psychological pressure, can you enjoy it?" As he said that, he crawled between Wen Jiawei's legs and started to do it with his mouth."
After just a few tricks, Wen Jiawei regained his vitality and became strong
Yang Ming rode on Wen Jiawei, and soon he felt the pleasant tightness again
But now he has adapted a lot, and he has ejaculated once, and his glans is not so sensitive
In fact, it is also related to the female upper position adopted by Yang Ming at this time. She twisted her waist, and the glans was pressed against the vaginal wall more, and there was no such violent friction.
This not only makes men last longer, but also makes the glans more likely to touch the G point. Pressing can stimulate G more than friction
This is why sometimes crazy thrusting may not cause a woman to orgasm, and using her hands can make the vaginal fluid overflow
Although Yang Ming's waist was twisting and swaying, it would not be lewd, but instead showed his charm.
Wen Jiawei saw it, how could he resist? He hugged Yang Ming in his arms and savored it carefully.
Compared to Hu Qian, Yang Ming is more plump, but he is definitely not fat.
For mature men, they often prefer to eat some pork belly
And in women, the most characteristic is the buttocks
For women's breasts, there may be those who prefer small ones, but probably no man doesn't like a butt that he doesn't like.
At this point, compared with Yang Ming, Hu Qian is more and more pale in comparison
This also made Wen Jiawei hold Yang Ming's butt and rub and knead her endlessly. She can't let go of her love.
The position that can best show the beauty of a woman's buttocks and also facilitate men's playfulness. It is undoubtedly the back of Wen Jiawei put Yang Ming down on the bed, deliberately guiding her to turn over and raise her butt
This intention has been seen in Yang Ming's eyes, and she doesn't want Wen Jiawei to succeed tonight.
Of course, she couldn't refuse so obviously, so she wrapped her feet around Wen Jiawei's waist, making him unable to move
Wen Jiawei couldn't do anything but maintain this posture, and finally ejaculated as Yang Ming's tempting moans.
When Wen Jiawei came back to his senses from the impact of ejaculation, he found that Yang Ming was snuggling in his arms. In fact, Wen Jiawei was empty and confused at this time, but when he was polite, he still hugged Yang Ming.
At the same time, he also consciously thought of his wife Hu Qian for the first time. Is she also snuggling in a man's arms?
Thinking of this, Wen Jiawei felt disgusted by what he did. How ridiculous is such an exchange
But he soon remembered that in the past few years, he had never held Hu Qian into his arms after finishing it.
Of course, Hu Qian would not take the initiative to throw herself into her arms like Yang Ming.
It was not until that time when he was having sex with He Jun and Yang Ming that they snuggled together sweetly after they had sex, and Wen Jiawei and Hu Qian were infected and hugged each other for a long time.
Although he was already very tired, Wen Jiawei was worried and couldn't sleep no matter how hard he was.
Yang Ming seemed to have expected it, and took out the beer and snacks prepared in advance, saying that he and her husband He Jun would drink and chat every time after cooking.
When Wen Jiawei got up the next morning, Yang Ming was no longer in the room. Everything yesterday was like a dream, but this also made Wen Jiawei feel a little less guilty.
This feeling of guilt is not only for his wife Hu Qian, but also for his vague uneasiness in transcending the moral bottom line.
No matter how high-sounding He Jun and Yang Ming said, it is not a matter of human nature to be able to exchange such a partner.
Even He Jun and Yang Ming would not want their parents or colleagues and friends around them to know about these things, right?
But he thought again, didn’t he do it on his back when watching A-movies secretly back then?
Giving everyone a moral gray area, this is probably a social progress
After washing up, Wen Jiawei walked out of the door and happened to see his wife Hu Qian right in front of him and was about to go downstairs. It seemed that she had just gotten up for a while.
Seeing Hu Qian walking a little squeaky, thinking about Bao Lang's strong physique, I guess he was a little crazy last night
Wen Jiawei felt a little sad for a moment
But I and Yang Ming were not bad last night, so what else can I say
Thinking of this, Wen Jiawei went up to hold Hu Qian's hand, clasped his fingers tightly, and shouted, "Woman."
It's a compensation, but also a comfort to oneself
Hu Qian looked at her husband's swollen eyes and knew that he had a tossing last night, and her heart suddenly felt a little painful.
Fortunately, the temperature of Wen Jiawei's palm relieved the pain a lot.
Husband Hu Qian also responded immediately
The others had already prepared breakfast and lunch at 10 a.m. downstairs. Looking at the two people who came down from the upstairs, they warmly greeted them to eat, as if nothing happened yesterday.
But Wen Jiawei and Hu Qian were a little awkward. Compared with yesterday, they both said less and just buried their heads in eating.
But the others didn't force them to join the topic, and the atmosphere was not too awkward.
Before leaving, Tana, who was quite straightforward, said kindly to Hu Qian before leaving, "Sister, don't worry, it's better that we'll go home like this and do it again."
Sure enough, Hu Qian did welcome the candlelight dinner prepared by Wen Jiawei on another weekend night. This time, she was not at home, but at a nearby restaurant.
Hu Qian also wore a dress that she hadn't had on her body for a long time, and the atmosphere was so romantic
When the two returned home, Hu Qian was pressed against the wall by Wen Jiawei in the entrance hall. Of course, she accepted it happily. This person was her beloved husband.
The two hugged each other and soon Hu Qian noticed that Wen Jiawei had taken off her underwear. She saw that he was ready to go
Hu Qian didn't feel secretly happy. Such a bohemian husband had never seen him who usually had to wear condoms in case of safety. At this time, the monks came in like this.
And she felt that Wen Jiawei was stronger than usual, because she had tried other women, but she still felt that she was good? Hu Qian felt complacent.
But just after Wen Jiawei moved, Hu Qian felt a strange feeling in her husband's arms, and her heart was warm, but she really didn't feel very happy.
Then Bao Lang's figure appeared in her mind, and she recalled the feeling of feeling that night, and felt a little lost in her heart.
But soon the shame covered everything. How could he have something to do with other men in front of her husband? Hu Qian couldn't help but blame herself.
Thinking about it, he quickly pretended to enjoy it and made a sound of moaning.
At this moment, Wen Jiawei's penis slowly collapsed and slid out of his vagina before he ejaculated.
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