Xiaoyan has never paid attention to my existence, and I also don’t understand her current feelings. Maybe I am even a wooden stake that can’t speak to her now?
She had never been so unrestrained before. Today's condition has actually exceeded the shame that Lee Ha-yeon should have. I don't know if her performance is also related to her post-traumatic stress, but she really made me more knowledge today.
Of course, this may be her nature?
I don't know how many women in this world don't care about being intimate with their lover when there is a third person present, even expose their bodies, and even make love with their lover in a state of completely indifferent.
Xiaoyan is like this now. She seems to have completely forgotten my existence. If I was in the cellar before, at least she could explain that she could not see me and ignored my existence when she was deeply in love. But now, as long as she looked up, she could see the window where I was, but she seemed to deliberately not look at me, and she didn't look in this direction at all. She felt that all her attention was on Nam Chengzai.
Her sweater was tidied up and covered her whole body again, but I watched her blurred eyes, wrap her arms around Nam Sung-jae's neck, put her head in front of his ear, and muttered something in a low voice. Nam Sung-jae immediately looked a little surprised, turned her head to look at me again, and made sure I was looking at them, so he turned around and carried Xiaoyan's body and put her down on the cushion and lay on his back.
The cushion is a single sofa seat. Xiaoyan lay on it and only had her back on it. The entire waist was suspended below. Xiaoyan was also very well-behaved and immediately curled up, compressed her whole body into a subtitle Z shape. She hugged her knees with both hands, and then turned her round and tight butt toward Nam Sung-jae who was squatting up half-squatting.
This posture seemed to make Nam Sung-jae extremely excited. She lowered her hands and clamped Xiaoyan's feet under her armpits. She stretched out her hand and buckled her palm on Xiaoyan's buttocks and rubbed her.
Xiaoyan giggled.
Nam Sung-jae stroked Xiaoyan's butt for a while as if she had a treasure. Finally, she was breathing heavily, and pressed Xiaoyan's butt with both hands. He saw him bowing his arms and starting to exert force, pulling Xiaoyan's pants from his waist down her round butt to the base of his legs.
That white big butt was once the place where I dreamed of many nights.
But now she curled up and raised her legs, and put her round and plump butt without any shame in front of the North Korean beast.
I could even see the dark color in the middle of her round two petals, and Nam Sung-jae looked down and admired the scenery there, looking obsessed.
Xiaoyan tilted her head to the side, but she was humming something in her nose, as if she was moaning in a low voice, and grabbed a hand between Nan Sung-jae's crotch. Although she didn't catch anything, Nan Sung-jae immediately stopped being dazed. She bent down and took off her loose pants with her hands, leaned down and leaned her hips to Xiao-yan's raised butt.
Finally, it's coming.
Nam Sung-jae rubbed Xiaoyan's butt in circles. As Xiaoyan snorted quickly, he also let out a long breath of hot breath, stretched out his body, arched his body, and stretched out his arms to support Xiaoyan's waist. When his butt was tightened, his entire hip slammed down at the white butt.
They were facing me sideways, under the shade of the tree. To be honest, I couldn't see the specific situation of the two people's intercourse, but the crisp crackling sound of their skin colliding clearly shows that the thick black guy with a round head who was just holding in Xiaoyan's hand had now deeply entered the wet, hot and narrow place between Xiaoyan's climax.
Maybe Nam Sung-jae's entry was too rapid. Xiaoyan frowned, her face turned red, and she whispered in a low voice with some grief. She immediately used her small fist to support Nam Sung-jae on the arms on both sides of her waist, and complained in a low voice: You're going to die!...You can't be slower?It hurts so much...
Nam Sung-jae smiled foolishly, as if she was not restrained. She pressed Xiaoyan's waist with both hands and bent and pulled out a little. This time she held her strength and slowly pushed it in again.
This time I saw it clearly. His crotch was a distance away from Xiaoyan's buttocks, and there was still a dark and thick connection between the two.
Xiaoyan enjoyed it this time, squinted her eyes, hummed softly in her throat, and tilted her head back to the edge of the sofa cushion.
Her pants were still worn on her knees, so her legs could not be completely separated, but the clamped legs seemed to squeeze the place between the legs tighter. When Nam Sung-jae pushed her hips hard, she still swirled her hard and squeezed her plump buttocks for a while before exhaling a lot of heavy breath, pulled them away again, and then knocked back. It continued, hitting Xiaoyan's white buttocks one after another. After a while, Xiaoyan gradually let go of her throat and moaned.
My face was injured, but I was just a normal man with strong sexual desire. The scene was so stimulating that I almost exploded below, and I was about to suffocate. As Nam Sung-jae's original rushing movement gradually accelerated, I couldn't help but put my hand into my crotch, not caring about any etiquette, righteousness, and shame. I held my hot guy with my hand and started to strode it quickly.
Enjoying my wife's gentle body should have been a unique right for me, a real husband, but now, I can only watch my wife's fair and tender body be ravaged under the beast, but I can only rely on masturbation to solve the primitive desire that was almost exploded. I was so depressed that I was about to cry.
So comfortable...ah...big-eyed thief...I like it so much...ah...xiao Yan started to speak incoherently, her screams sharply and chaotic.
Hearing Xiaoyan's cry, Nam Sung-jae's face suddenly became ferocious. He stopped the impact of his waist and abdomen, suddenly reached out and pinched Xiaoyan's neck hard, turned his head and looked at me, glared fiercely, and turned back to roar at Xiaoyan: Fuck you!My name is Nam Sung-jae!Don't call me a big-eyed thief again!
Xiaoyan, who was immersed in the relaxed sex, seemed to have not figured out the situation, but her face turned red by being pinched by him. She soon began to roll her eyes, as if she was about to faint.
Feeling strange Xiaoyan slapped Nam Chengzai's iron-plitting arm, which made Nam Chengzai calm down, and hurriedly let go of the hand that strangled Xiaoyan's neck, and began to comfort Xiaoyan's frightened chest with great regret, and asked carefully: Is it okay?I didn't mean it...
Xiaoyan seemed a little angry. Although she still maintained a shameful posture to cater to him, her mouth had already begun to pout, and she shouted in an angry tone: Damn Nam Sung-jae, you want to kill someone!I am your wife!I'm having sex with you, and you tried to strangle me to death with such great force!
Yes... I'm sorry, I didn't mean it... Nam Sung-jae's attitude of admitting his mistakes was fine, and he was not as stupid as before.
Xiaoyan angrily punched his arm with her fist a few times, as if she was still not relieved. She twisted Nam Chengzai hard on the chest, then pouted her mouth and muttered: You can't use Ah indiscriminately if you have the strength!You can use any force below!Today I want to punish you...
Nam Sung-jae frowned, moved Xiaoyeon's butt, pressed her hips hard, and rubbed her circle hard, while asking anxiously: What are you punishing me?
I will punish you... I will not be allowed to ejaculate for an hour, so I can only have ten orgasms!Xiaoyan was right and didn't make people shout.
Be good... Girl, we have to go a long way. If we have been delayed here for a long time, it will be bad if we are caught up by those bad people.
Nam Sung-jae said carefully, arching her waist and hips forward. Seeing that Xiaoyan didn't have any abnormal resistance, she continued to move back and forth with confidence.
It turned out that he knew that there were people chasing him behind him. In this environment, no one with normal logic should be escaping desperately, right?
At this time, do you still have the time and energy to ruin someone else’s wife?
Is this person a demon with insane thinking?
She had never been so unrestrained before. Today's condition has actually exceeded the shame that Lee Ha-yeon should have. I don't know if her performance is also related to her post-traumatic stress, but she really made me more knowledge today.
Of course, this may be her nature?
I don't know how many women in this world don't care about being intimate with their lover when there is a third person present, even expose their bodies, and even make love with their lover in a state of completely indifferent.
Xiaoyan is like this now. She seems to have completely forgotten my existence. If I was in the cellar before, at least she could explain that she could not see me and ignored my existence when she was deeply in love. But now, as long as she looked up, she could see the window where I was, but she seemed to deliberately not look at me, and she didn't look in this direction at all. She felt that all her attention was on Nam Chengzai.
Her sweater was tidied up and covered her whole body again, but I watched her blurred eyes, wrap her arms around Nam Sung-jae's neck, put her head in front of his ear, and muttered something in a low voice. Nam Sung-jae immediately looked a little surprised, turned her head to look at me again, and made sure I was looking at them, so he turned around and carried Xiaoyan's body and put her down on the cushion and lay on his back.
The cushion is a single sofa seat. Xiaoyan lay on it and only had her back on it. The entire waist was suspended below. Xiaoyan was also very well-behaved and immediately curled up, compressed her whole body into a subtitle Z shape. She hugged her knees with both hands, and then turned her round and tight butt toward Nam Sung-jae who was squatting up half-squatting.
This posture seemed to make Nam Sung-jae extremely excited. She lowered her hands and clamped Xiaoyan's feet under her armpits. She stretched out her hand and buckled her palm on Xiaoyan's buttocks and rubbed her.
Xiaoyan giggled.
Nam Sung-jae stroked Xiaoyan's butt for a while as if she had a treasure. Finally, she was breathing heavily, and pressed Xiaoyan's butt with both hands. He saw him bowing his arms and starting to exert force, pulling Xiaoyan's pants from his waist down her round butt to the base of his legs.
That white big butt was once the place where I dreamed of many nights.
But now she curled up and raised her legs, and put her round and plump butt without any shame in front of the North Korean beast.
I could even see the dark color in the middle of her round two petals, and Nam Sung-jae looked down and admired the scenery there, looking obsessed.
Xiaoyan tilted her head to the side, but she was humming something in her nose, as if she was moaning in a low voice, and grabbed a hand between Nan Sung-jae's crotch. Although she didn't catch anything, Nan Sung-jae immediately stopped being dazed. She bent down and took off her loose pants with her hands, leaned down and leaned her hips to Xiao-yan's raised butt.
Finally, it's coming.
Nam Sung-jae rubbed Xiaoyan's butt in circles. As Xiaoyan snorted quickly, he also let out a long breath of hot breath, stretched out his body, arched his body, and stretched out his arms to support Xiaoyan's waist. When his butt was tightened, his entire hip slammed down at the white butt.
They were facing me sideways, under the shade of the tree. To be honest, I couldn't see the specific situation of the two people's intercourse, but the crisp crackling sound of their skin colliding clearly shows that the thick black guy with a round head who was just holding in Xiaoyan's hand had now deeply entered the wet, hot and narrow place between Xiaoyan's climax.
Maybe Nam Sung-jae's entry was too rapid. Xiaoyan frowned, her face turned red, and she whispered in a low voice with some grief. She immediately used her small fist to support Nam Sung-jae on the arms on both sides of her waist, and complained in a low voice: You're going to die!...You can't be slower?It hurts so much...
Nam Sung-jae smiled foolishly, as if she was not restrained. She pressed Xiaoyan's waist with both hands and bent and pulled out a little. This time she held her strength and slowly pushed it in again.
This time I saw it clearly. His crotch was a distance away from Xiaoyan's buttocks, and there was still a dark and thick connection between the two.
Xiaoyan enjoyed it this time, squinted her eyes, hummed softly in her throat, and tilted her head back to the edge of the sofa cushion.
Her pants were still worn on her knees, so her legs could not be completely separated, but the clamped legs seemed to squeeze the place between the legs tighter. When Nam Sung-jae pushed her hips hard, she still swirled her hard and squeezed her plump buttocks for a while before exhaling a lot of heavy breath, pulled them away again, and then knocked back. It continued, hitting Xiaoyan's white buttocks one after another. After a while, Xiaoyan gradually let go of her throat and moaned.
My face was injured, but I was just a normal man with strong sexual desire. The scene was so stimulating that I almost exploded below, and I was about to suffocate. As Nam Sung-jae's original rushing movement gradually accelerated, I couldn't help but put my hand into my crotch, not caring about any etiquette, righteousness, and shame. I held my hot guy with my hand and started to strode it quickly.
Enjoying my wife's gentle body should have been a unique right for me, a real husband, but now, I can only watch my wife's fair and tender body be ravaged under the beast, but I can only rely on masturbation to solve the primitive desire that was almost exploded. I was so depressed that I was about to cry.
So comfortable...ah...big-eyed thief...I like it so much...ah...xiao Yan started to speak incoherently, her screams sharply and chaotic.
Hearing Xiaoyan's cry, Nam Sung-jae's face suddenly became ferocious. He stopped the impact of his waist and abdomen, suddenly reached out and pinched Xiaoyan's neck hard, turned his head and looked at me, glared fiercely, and turned back to roar at Xiaoyan: Fuck you!My name is Nam Sung-jae!Don't call me a big-eyed thief again!
Xiaoyan, who was immersed in the relaxed sex, seemed to have not figured out the situation, but her face turned red by being pinched by him. She soon began to roll her eyes, as if she was about to faint.
Feeling strange Xiaoyan slapped Nam Chengzai's iron-plitting arm, which made Nam Chengzai calm down, and hurriedly let go of the hand that strangled Xiaoyan's neck, and began to comfort Xiaoyan's frightened chest with great regret, and asked carefully: Is it okay?I didn't mean it...
Xiaoyan seemed a little angry. Although she still maintained a shameful posture to cater to him, her mouth had already begun to pout, and she shouted in an angry tone: Damn Nam Sung-jae, you want to kill someone!I am your wife!I'm having sex with you, and you tried to strangle me to death with such great force!
Yes... I'm sorry, I didn't mean it... Nam Sung-jae's attitude of admitting his mistakes was fine, and he was not as stupid as before.
Xiaoyan angrily punched his arm with her fist a few times, as if she was still not relieved. She twisted Nam Chengzai hard on the chest, then pouted her mouth and muttered: You can't use Ah indiscriminately if you have the strength!You can use any force below!Today I want to punish you...
Nam Sung-jae frowned, moved Xiaoyeon's butt, pressed her hips hard, and rubbed her circle hard, while asking anxiously: What are you punishing me?
I will punish you... I will not be allowed to ejaculate for an hour, so I can only have ten orgasms!Xiaoyan was right and didn't make people shout.
Be good... Girl, we have to go a long way. If we have been delayed here for a long time, it will be bad if we are caught up by those bad people.
Nam Sung-jae said carefully, arching her waist and hips forward. Seeing that Xiaoyan didn't have any abnormal resistance, she continued to move back and forth with confidence.
It turned out that he knew that there were people chasing him behind him. In this environment, no one with normal logic should be escaping desperately, right?
At this time, do you still have the time and energy to ruin someone else’s wife?
Is this person a demon with insane thinking?
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