Chapter 682 Wife's Battle Jacket 2

15days ago Urban Novels 4
Don’t say, I had something to do when I entered the door, and I was scared and didn’t notice it. My wife was really wearing a silver robe, a bra and a short backless skirt. I remember this was found when I bought New Year’s goods last year. I accidentally saw it and thought it was good.

When I bought it, I argued with my wife for a long time. First, the skirt is expensive, the second is not in season. It was too cold at that time, and the third is that it was too exposed. I couldn't wear a skirt with silver color. The front round neck is very low and it almost hangs a little above the areola. When I walk around, I will easily reveal the spot and the back is almost hollowed out, only a little in the middle, and some thin strips of cloth are connected in series.

With such a design, I can't wear underwear at all. Thinking of my wife's squid, I was a little congested when I bought it. She said angrily that she would not wear it even if she bought it. For some reason, she took the initiative to wear it today.

After getting up, her waist was much taller than the table. It seemed that she was wearing high heels. This skirt was like a long men's shirt, just covering her butt egg. If she bent down, she could clearly see her white butt egg and her pink crotch from behind.

I looked over here and could clearly see that there were many threads hanging on the hem of the snow-white long legs on the hem of the skirt. As she stood up, she was swaying left and right like a candle in the wind. My eyes were frozen. I just wanted to see the scenery inside through the thread, and I kept guessing whether I was wearing underwear inside.

Am I beautiful? I noticed my dementia and my wife spoke proudly.

Come back to his senses, his eyes go along with his slender waist, flat belly, plump breasts, snow-white collarbone, pink shoulders, and snow neck slowly swim upwards. The bright red mouth slightly opens and closes, as if he is constantly revealing confusing spells, pulling me into her woven dream little by little

Finally, I saw those confused and seductive eyes, and the candlelight was cast in the bright eyes, jumping and dancing inside, just like my heart at this moment, swaying, forgetting everything, only the person in front of me, I squirmed Adam's apple, nodding blankly

My wife blinked, smiled with her lips, leaned over and slowly reached out, and I couldn't help but get up, holding the wine glass and conveying it over to wrap her wrists, touching her delicate skin. My mind was beating, I thought I was already familiar with everything about her, but I didn't expect that just touching her gently at this moment made me inexplicably excited.

The wrists tightened, the distance slowly narrowed, and the eyes were facing each other, and I could clearly feel the electric flowers conveying in my eyes. I don’t know if it was shy or excitement, but the blush appeared on her face.

Lifting his arm, through the liquid in the glass, watching the red lips slightly open, and gently pursing the edge of the glass, my heart beat quickly, the red wine color dyed her skin more rosy, and her eyes moved downwards. As he swallowed, his throat squirmed slightly, but it was more exciting below. When I saw the wine glass magnify the two snow-white balls, and the gap in the middle was even more deep and bottomless, I almost swallowed the wine.

The liquid sinks into the red lips little by little, and the heat emitted from the mouth spreads a layer of mist on the wine glass, just like the scene at this moment, like a dream, both real and fake

After drinking the wine slowly, we stared at each other, not letting go of each other's distance, I could clearly smell the ghost sandals she revealed, from her bright eyes, I could even see my own shadow, the mist was wandering, as if I had only drunk one cup, she was already drunk, and I was already intoxicated, her soul was hooked away, tied to the carefully woven desire network

Before I could take action, she slowly closed her eyes, opened her mouth slightly, and took the initiative to welcome her. I don’t know if it was because of fear or shyness, but there was a slight hesitation in the process.

Although I had doubts in my mind, I didn't understand that this was singing, and I didn't understand why she suddenly became active, tempting and charming tonight, but this did not affect my enthusiasm at this moment to hold onto the seductive pretty face, sucked on her sweet red lips, and sucked the nectar in her mouth enthusiastically

We are like two hard-working beekeepers, constantly exchanging the honey from each other's mouths. She gradually breathes, soft, but she still teases boldly. I was burned by the desire to lust, but I was afraid that too violent actions would scare her, and scare her enthusiasm away the flames that could only be suppressed, and respond with tenderness and sweetness.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, her mouth opened slightly, and she seemed to be completely immersed in it.

After a long time, when we were almost breathless, we slowly retreated tacitly. She slowly opened her eyes, her eyes were flowing, and she looked at me happily, looking at my breasts, which were constantly rising and falling violently because of the rapid breathing. The fire in my body was crackling.

I was anxious, but she sat down with satisfaction. I could only sit down and worry that I wouldn't be able to help it. I immediately pulled her over and turned over to the table. I forced the topic to change the subject. Now I can tell me what a good thing is going on!

It seemed like I was deliberately testing my patience, which made me anxious. My wife didn't say anything, and she stood up with a smile, poured me two glasses of wine. She sat down when I was almost unable to bear it, and looked at me and said with a sweet smile.