Chapter 11

He was thrusting when suddenly my paging rang. I ignored it, and then the phone at the bedside phone rang again

That embarrassing, it is definitely no less than being broken by my mother in my senior year of high school

After four sounds, I had to reach out to answer the phone. It was my husband who called and quickly turned around to warn the old man not to move.

It turns out that my husband couldn't help but miss me. He came from all the way to see me. Now he just got off the train. I hate it. I'm so late and even called me.

I acted coquettishly to my husband. Maybe my husband is not a big deal yet. He made the cock inserted into his pussy hard as iron. He started to move again. I turned around and glared at him. It was dark and I couldn't see it.

He grabbed him and he was even more excited. He held my breasts tightly and thrust hard. I was almost mad and tried my best to suppress them. Finally, I couldn't help but breathe heavily.

My husband talked endlessly about his longing for me, and felt something was wrong: Juan'er, (Juan is my scientific name) What are you doing?

I sobbed, my ability to adapt was first-class, which was already visible at that time.

The old man knew that this was not a time to make trouble, so he stopped and drew a word on my back, which seemed to be a word high, I was so angry that I was so angry that I was tickle.

My husband comforted me with some pride and said that he was in front of our community and asked me to pick him up. I didn't want to go. I pondered, and the old man kept writing behind me: Go down, go down, I had to agree to my husband.