Chen Sirong likes to lie on the bed, her legs vertically in the air, gently stepping on her master's chest.
The master's penis would slowly pull out and penetrate into her body. She looked up at the master, and the master looked at her too.
Sometimes, the master will cover her soft feet with his palms, and sometimes the master will bow his head and kiss her toes.
Some extreme times when you are tender in sex.
When I woke up in the morning and was inserted into my master, my penis was harder than ever. After barely getting stuck in, I started to thrust slightly.
Chen Sirong woke up with an unconscious humming sound. When the master noticed it, he began to knead her sensitive clitoris.
With sleepy feeling that he had not yet woken up, Chen Sirong just needed to lie on the warm bed.
The vagina would occasionally turn into a tide, and the master's palm touched her breasts from behind.
Of course, there are also those sex methods that are exclusive to Chen Sirong and his master.
The warm spank, his naked breasts trembled in the sea breeze, and they were peeled to the buttocks on both sides, with wet roses twitching.
The electrostatic tape was used for the first time. Chen Sirong's hands and feet were spread to the maximum, and he tightly tied the four corners of the bed.
The owner used a small toy for her.
Chen Sirong forced her orgasm three times and almost lost consciousness.My body trembled and spasmed during orgasm, and water that completely drenched the bed was sprayed from under me.
The bright red, trembling clitoris, the labia became sensitive and swollen, and the buttocks were red and hot like ripe peaches, gasping violently in the owner's arms.
After Chen Sirong's favorite ended, she was held tightly in her arms by her master.
The owner sometimes calls her Chen Sirong, sometimes calls her Grace, sometimes called her little puppy.
Little puppy has a tail belonging to little puppy. Chen Sirong wore a small tail for the first time, and the owner stuffed it into it with his own hands.
A slightly cool, smooth, and strange touch, stuffed in, and you can feel the swelling that is hard to ignore.
She shaking her hips unfit, and her furry tail gently swept across her wet pussy.
The owner touched the tail and also touched Chen Sirong's butt.
Chen Sirong was fucked with her tail, and the owner said that when he entered his vagina, he could also feel the existence of that tail.
That night, Chen Sirong was stuck in her neck and fucked for two hours.
After the end, the master held her in his arms, kissed Chen Sirong in the eyes, and said: My little puppy.
Having sex with your master is a very happy thing.
They all regard this matter as an important thing that requires careful preparation, and will not fool or rush to do it.
Chen Sirong was so happy that she turned into an octopus foot, wanting to suck it on her master for the rest of her life.
The season is coming to an end, and Caesar begins his annual leave.Chen Sirong also connected the annual holiday to the Christmas holiday and got a very long holiday.
The holiday plan for the two is simple. After enjoying a long and undisturbed time for two in Italy, Caesar plans to take Chen Sirong to the southern hemisphere for a cold winter.
Before Christmas, the two flew to Melbourne again.
Chen Sirong knew that the owner deliberately chose the apartment they had come to during the first practice, and his eyes suddenly turned red and he couldn't help but have a good memory in his heart.
She received an unparalleled physical examination here, and now her master takes her to visit her hometown again.
But the surging feeling was soon replaced by joy. Chen Sirong helped Caesar to store their luggage into the apartment, and then threw the owner on the sofa.
The floor-to-ceiling windows leaked into the large bright sunshine, and the spacious and soft light gray sofa. Chen Sirong sat on Caesar's legs and hugged his neck tightly with his arms.
Chen Sirong made a joyful whine like a small train, and her body kept twisting on Caesar's legs.
Caesar's body was completely leaning into the sofa. There was a faint smile on his face and his arms were empty and Chen Sirong was surrounding him to prevent her from falling off.
I'm so happy, master...
He also spoke and raised his cheeks against his master's cheek, and his nose tip was leaning against the tip of his nose.
So happy?Caesar asked.
Chen Sirong nodded and kissed the owner's lips gently as if he was acting coquettishly.
Caesar closed her arms around her and sucked Chen Sirong's lips with satisfaction.
Her whole body was warm, like the fresh and bright sunshine.
He applied transparent lip gloss on his lips, which was also rolled into his mouth.
Her lips were kissed red and wet, and Chen Sirong raised her body again and couldn't help but sigh again: So happy, Master, I'm so happy!
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After the two of them were simply warm on the sofa, the fatigue caused by long-distance flight became more and more obvious.They had no trips to catch, so they took a shower together and went to bed for a night.
Chen Sirong woke up first in the evening, and Caesar's breathing was still calm.
She was greedy for the tenderness in the quilt and did not want to disturb Caesar's sleep, so Chen Sirong carefully turned over and touched her phone to play.
She opened all the social software and brushed it with some slightest bluntness.
As I brushed, I saw a blog discussing the plot.
In the dim room, Chen Sirong's heart beat for half a beat.
She has never played plot play with her master...
And the fingers clicked in the next second with great sincerity, and the first one that praised was:
Madam, you don't want your husband to lose this job, right?
Chen Sirong's mouth is dry and dry.
A short sentence is enough for her intracranial orgasm.
Her master... plays her husband's boss, and she is the wife who comes to plead with privately so that her husband will not lose his job...
There was both coercion and voluntary she had to admit.
It's so... so bad.
Chen Sirong's body was still moving, but she was sure she was wet.
The phone was turned off quickly to adjust your increasingly rapid breathing.But in the darkness, desire only becomes stronger.
Chen Sirong sat up.
Caesar's voice soon rang behind her: Wake up, Grace?
Chen Sirong whispered: Well... we are going to go out for dinner later, right?
Caesar also sat up and kissed Chen Sirong: Yes, I'll go change my clothes now.
Supper...naturally, I was absent-minded.
When Chen Sirong picked up the knife and fork, he couldn't help but think of that sentence.
The lips will unconsciously open to inhale more oxygen.
When you glance at Caesar, your body will become hotter.
Will the master agree to play such a plot?Will the owner like it?
Will the owner agree to a plot that is a bit similar to cheating?
All night, Chen Sirong's attention was distracted.I didn't have much dinner and I soon returned to the apartment with Caesar.
The two walked into the room one after another.
In front of the sink, Caesar held the person in front of him and washed his hands together.
Caesar's tone was very light, as if he was asking inadvertently: Are you thinking about something important?
Chen Sirong was startled and realized that he was distracted again.
But now, it seems like an excellent moment.
Her tone was also normal, and she looked at her master from the mirror.
I...think about a Weibo post I saw in the afternoon.
Chen Sirong calmed down her inner tension, went to wipe her hands, and returned to the living room with Caesar.
Caesar sat down on the sofa.
He was not wearing a coat, and he was just a smoky gray shirt and trousers.
Then what about, Grace?He looked at Chen Sirong standing aside.
Chen Sirong's throat was on fire. She stood not far from the sofa without sitting down.
Master... Have you heard of the plot play?
Caesar looked at her and then laughed softly.
It is because of this that you are absent-minded all night for dinner?
He was not criticizing at this moment, it was clearly mocking.
Chen Sirong was about to burn.
Which one do you like, I really want to listen to it.Caesar said.
Caesar was watching her calmly under the bright lights.
His appearance and his outfit are exactly the same as the characters in the plot.
What about her...she was barefoot and forgot to wear slippers.She was wearing a dress she wore from outside, and she was hesitant and nervous at this moment, and she couldn't get back together.
Saying this sentence almost exhausted Chen Sirong's face, and she said it hesitantly:
It's...it's...'Ms....you, you don't want your husband... to lose this job, right?’
The master did not answer immediately.
Chen Sirong was a little anxious and knew that he had not made the statement well.
That's...I'm that lady, you
I'm your husband's boss, right, Grace?
The owner's voice became a little cold at this time. Chen Sirong looked over and his heart lost its rhythm in an instant.
Caesar's gaze at Chen Sirong was no longer soft, but full of scrutiny.
He left a long enough silence that Chen Sirong's heart could not find any place to stay.
Then, leaning gently on the soft sofa, and said in a gentle tone:
Madam, you don't want your husband to lose this job, right?
Chen Sirong knew in an instant that the master had already started.
But she was at a loss and didn't know what she should do next.
But she didn't wait too long.
Soon, Caesar spoke again:
Miss Chen, is it your attitude to ask others for help when wearing clothes?
He called her Miss Chen.
Such a title that is closely related to her but extremely unfamiliar to her has formed their relationship almost instantly.
The master's eyes were no longer soft, his body leaning against the sofa seemed casual, and a cold voice that made Chen Sirong tremble.
It seemed like she had seen Caesar for the first time back to the beginning.
Excitement and stimulation surged into Chen Sirong's heart in an instant, and the owner's limbs and tone also pulled the distance between them to the greatest extent.
He becomes her husband's boss, and he becomes her object of asking for help.
My heart had already been pounding heavily, and my lips were slightly open at a loss, as if she didn't know how to ask for help.
Chen Sirong's labia were uncontrollably opened and opened under the hem of the skirt.
When you open your mouth again, the sound becomes false:
I... She closed her lips tightly and paused for a moment....How can you... let my husband go?
Ah
Chen Sirong began to scream in his heart.
She was crazy, how could she be so ashamed!
But the owner didn't look like he was about to leave the show at all. Chen Sirong's body began to get hot, and her skin was so numb that it seemed as if countless trembling would be shaken off in the next second.
Her legs couldn't stand, but the master just tormented her with long silence and stare.
Miss Chen, you are very afraid of me.
Caesar's voice was still calm, but Chen Sirong couldn't help but begin to fall.
Because the master's sense of faith was expressed strongly from the words, Chen Sirong's heart trembling at this moment could no longer tell whether it was because of shame or real timidity.
The owner's face is no longer soft.
Under the cold gaze, Chen Sirong really felt timid and alienated.
…I…I just want to help my husband… She seems to really ask for him.
Caesar crossed his legs and asked leisurely: Why do Miss Chen think that if you come to beg me, I will let your husband go?
His words were smooth and clear, but Chen Sirong was suppressed by this sense of oppression and could not breathe.
Arms tightly on your side: If you want to sleep with me, I can
Who does Miss Chen treat me like?
In the bright room, Caesar said this clearly.
The shame wrapped around Chen Sirong in an instant. Her cheeks were so red that she could no longer look at his eyes.
After a long silence, he knew very well how to make Chen Sirong collapse.
On the heavy carpet, the sound of his slow walking was quiet.
Chen Sirong could hardly move and could only stand in place.
Watching his smoky gray trousers dangle straight to the ground, watching his steps stop beside her.
His breathing stopped completely, and all his senses were forced to look at his slowly approaching hand.
The back of his hand gently brushed against the side of her face, but he didn't touch it at all.
It seemed as if it was just brushing through her transparent fluff, and there was a strong hint in the extreme alienation.
The back of her hand was just a short distance away, lingering from Chen Sirong's face to behind her ears.
Chen Sirong trembled all over, he knew that it was her special sensitivity point.
But the hand did not stay too much, but slowly descended and came to her arm.
A slightly cool, irresistible finger gently stroked Chen Sirong's arm.
Sliding slowly, he went up and down, tortured her back and forth on Chen Sirong's arm.
My body almost trembled, as if I couldn't stand firm.
You have to bite your lower lip tightly so that you will not overflow with unbearable sound.
Finally, the palm came to her chest.
Chen Sirong wore a low-cut dress today, with slightly fluffy princess sleeves connected to the low neckline.
She didn't wear underwear.
The palm fell on her snow-white chest again, leaning against her index finger and middle finger, rubbing back and forth on the large area of Chen Sirong's exposed skin.
Chen Sirong saw that her nipples were already towering through the thin fabric.
The ultimate sense of shame, he just said: Who do Miss Chen treats me like?
At this moment, it was more like she was rushing to sacrifice herself with him.
It is like millions of ants eating their bodies.
Chen Sirong squeezed out and murmured: I...you...what do you want me to do to let my husband go?
The sliding fingers stopped silently.
Caesar's voice was still calm: Miss Chen, I'm not someone who likes to deliberately make things difficult for others.If you ask for something from me, I will naturally be willing to share the burden with you.
Chen Sirong slowly moved her eyes upwards.
Under the bright light, there was even a faint smile in his eyes, but that gaze was very cold.
I'm going out for a walk with me, I really want to hear about the things between you and your husband.
Chen Sirong's heartbeat leaked half a beat again.
…Go out… She didn’t expect to need to go out again.
Caesar nodded, you can choose to leave alone, or I will be with you.
It was almost like coercion, but he still looked hypocritical.
Chen Sirong thinks it will definitely not be that simple.
...You, where do you want to go for a walk.
Night market activities are being held nearby.
That's it?Chen Sirong couldn't believe it.
Miss Chen, who do you think of me?
His tone was so serious that Chen Sirong couldn't understand what he meant.
I could only walk slowly to the door, but I heard Caesar say: But Miss Chen, you need to wear two things.
Chen Sirong turned around at the door and saw Caesar walking into the bedroom.
After a while, he walked out again.
Chen Sirong initially thought he was talking about bringing it, but after he walked out, she was sure that he was talking about putting it on.
A furry snow-white tail, and a dressed sucking toy that enters the body.
The memory of forced orgasm surged into Chen Sirong's brain in an instant, and her legs became weak unconsciously.
I
But before she finished speaking, Caesar had already changed his shoes.
Ms. Chen, friendly reminder, there are many people in the night market, so don’t lose things.
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A thick snow-white tail that was barely covered by the hem of the skirt.
A remote control toy that inserts a wet vagina against sensitive points while also sucking the clitoris.
In the quiet apartment corridor, Chen Sirong's steps were as heavy as a thousand pounds.
But Caesar, who was walking beside her, looked as usual.
The elevator door opened quietly, and the two walked in front and back.
In the huge mirror, Chen Sirong looked at Caesar nervously.
It’s not that she was wearing it and going out with Caesar, but every time, Chen Sirong would hug the owner’s arm tightly to relieve her inner tension.
At this moment, Caesar kept a certain distance from her.
Chen Sirong couldn't catch anything, as if she was walking independently on the surging sea.
The elevator arrived at the first floor and the two walked out slowly.
There was someone at the 24-hour front desk downstairs, and Chen Sirong nodded and greeted the front desk as usual.
But before she could say anything, she suddenly said Ah.
The front desk asked her with concern what was wrong?
Chen Sirong's heart beat violently and she said slowly: …It's okay… Let's go out first, goodbye.
Caesar took the lead in walking out of the apartment and saw Chen Sirong who was late.
Chen Sirong breathed rapidly with her lips half open, because Caesar suddenly opened the toy's vibration and sucking.
The master has always known all the sensitive points on her.
Sucking and vibration started at the same time, and Chen Sirong couldn't hold on for long.
Walking became a torture, and Chen Sirong's body was surging with pleasure uncontrollably.
But she couldn't enjoy it at all, because the rapid wetting of her vagina would also make it very difficult to clamp the toy.
How Caesar doesn't know.
But he still asked: Miss Chen, are you feeling uncomfortable?
Outside the apartment, there is a relatively quiet road.
Chen Sirong's voice stuck: No...I'm fine.
That's good.Caesar said the night market is not far ahead and we need to walk over.
The response became as if there was nothing, and Chen Sirong's attention was all focused on not letting the toy fall.
The first journey was quite secluded, and Chen Sirong occasionally moaned between his nose but no one heard it.But soon, the two walked to the vicinity of the night market.
Bright street lights, crowded crowds.
Chen Sirong's body shrank, but she quickly bit her lips tightly and followed Caesar.
Tell me the story of you and your husband.Caesar asked at this moment.
But speaking was already a difficult thing for Chen Sirong. She tried hard to make a sound, but she still whispered in a low voice: …I…My husband and I are…
The next second, Chen Sirong screamed softly, but she quickly bit her lips again.
The sucking and vibration are increased at the same time.
Caesar said in a plain voice: Sorry, Miss Chen, I can't hear your voice.
My legs were almost always soft, and a wave of strong pleasure came from my lower body.
Chen Sirong could hardly help but moaned, but there were too many people coming and going.
Even though everyone was walking non-stop, no one was watching Chen Sirong.But this kind of exposure that is wrapped in the crowd makes Chen Sirong almost numb on her scalp.
Under her, the toy seemed to have a delicate little mouth, sucking her clitoris with all his strength.
The pleasure of being too exciting makes Chen Sirong's reason on the verge of breaking.
The swelling of the tail is also easily caused Chen Sirong to fall into the trap of lust.
Her voice trembled slightly, trying to restrain her body, and said again:
My husband and I...Ah...
Sucking is raised again.
Chen Sirong felt that the small toy seemed to be about to slip, but she was not wearing underwear.
No, no, no small toy can be dropped here.
Chen Sirong's pace was hard to move forward, so she could only stop by the roadside and pretended to be watching the menu of the dining car next to her.
Caesar stopped with her.
My husband and I... Chen Sirong spoke hard again, and we met him on the Internet.
What do you like to talk about?Caesar asked.
Chen Sirong's legs were tightly clamped with small toys and continued to say hard: We...we...my husband likes to watch me masturbate...
Caesar's elongated tone: Then how do you masturbate, Miss Chen?
On the road with people coming and going, Chen Sirong and Caesar parked next to the menu next to the dining car and communicated in a low voice in Chinese.
Chen Sirong's body was attacked by waves of desire, and only some residual reason could make her stay standing like this and talk to Caesar with difficulty.
However, the clear feeling of the liquid flowing down on the thighs could no longer be ignored. Chen Sirong suddenly closed her lips tightly when she talked about how she masturbated with the little toy.
As if his body was frozen, Chen Sirong realized that he was quickly taken to the secluded roadside.
The palm that held Caesar's arm was hard to loosen. I noticed that Caesar wrapped her loosely into her arms.
The moan overflowed through the cracks of his teeth, and his body began to tremble in an instinct.
The legs were as tight as steel, restraining the strong, sudden pleasure.
The overflowing moan was like a meow of a delicate cat.
It was so comfortable and aggrieved.
Chen Sirong was hugged in her arms, hiding on the secluded roadside, and had an orgasm.
The transparent liquid flows down the thighs and flows to the thin ankles.
The toy did not stop, but fell silently on the grass.
After a long wait, Caesar let go of Chen Sirong.
Miss Chen, your stuff has dropped.
Even when he watched Chen Sirong climax in front of him, he could say such words without changing his expression.
Chen Sirong's body was very weak, but she still held her back and quickly bent over and picked up the small toy on the ground.
It's so wet.
But she had no place to put it.
He was so ashamed that he wanted to get underground immediately. Chen Sirong said in a crying tone:
Can you... please help me put it first?
Caesar looked at her in surprise:
Miss Chen, why not put it back to the place just now?
He clearly asked questions and made things difficult for him.
But Chen Sirong didn't have any right to ask him for help.
It was difficult to hold the toy completely with one palm, and Chen Sirong could only hold the small toy with her hands in her chest and hide it under her arms.
But without the torture of small toys, walking becomes less difficult.
Chen Sirong's thoughts had just relaxed a little when he heard Caesar say: Miss Chen, I have no appetite. If you want to return, do you have no objection?
Chen Sirong dared not have any objection. She couldn't ask for it when she went back now.
The two of them then returned from the night market.
When he returned to the apartment, Chen Sirong almost applauded.
She brewed her emotions for a while and asked carefully: Are you willing to help with my husband’s affairs?
Caesar sat back on the sofa with a relaxed look.
He said: Of course, Miss Chen, I am happy to help.
His face was so sincere that Chen Sirong almost believed him.
And the next second, he said: Miss Chen has been walking around outside, it must be very hard.
Caesar said as he stood up.
He walked into the kitchen and raised his hand to open the cabinet.
Chen Sirong saw him carrying a bottle of low-concentration rum and a huge empty cup.
The light brown, beautiful color like amber, fills the transparent glass in an instant.
Caesar sat back on the sofa and pushed the cup in the direction of Chen Sirong.
Have some drinks and have some rest.
Chen Sirong's legs were almost weak.
She was completely immersed in this atmosphere, and she knew very well what the cup that was pushed over in front of her meant.
He wanted her to be slightly drunk, he wanted her to lose her composure.
Stimulating, nervous... At the same time, Chen Sirong's sexual desire is also increasing.
She knelt in front of the low coffee table, raised her head and drank all the wine in front of her.
The water on the soft lips sparkles, giving off a gloss of love.
But Chen Sirong made a mistake in his judgment.
He didn't want her to be slightly drunk.
The second cup was resumed.
Chen Sirong cast a begging gaze upwards.
Caesar put the bottle aside, and his tone was wide:
I never like to force others. If Miss Chen doesn't want to, she can turn around and leave at any time.
Chen Sirong's lower body burned again, how could she be so full of control?Among the seemingly generous sentences, every word is a sharp blade.She couldn't refuse at all.
After two glasses of wine, she would be confused and let him play with it.
Chen Sirong's mind had already climaxed. She could almost see how she would lose her composure, how she would lose her mind, how to beg him, and how to incontinence...
I also drank the second cup.
A small stain of water spilled out of the corner of the mouth, flowing along the neck and into the snow-white breasts.
...Is this OK?When she spoke again, Chen Sirong's voice had become wet, but she did not forget her identity. Please... let my husband go...
How... Chuchucao Pity...
Caesar looked at her.
She said let her husband go.
How could anyone still be able to restrain themselves and face Chen Sirong like this.
Caesar's breathing slowed down silently, and he said: Miss Chen, I don't understand what you want me to do for you.
He began to pretend.
Chen Sirong pursed her lips and then stammered: You... don't you like me?Once...my husband invited you to the house, and you...you touched me.
Chen Sirong began to fabricate the plot.
Caesar's eyes grew deeper and he said: Miss Chen, speak with evidence.If you make up for it like this, I dare not leave you here.
It's me, it's me who seduced you... Chen Sirong's body is about to burn.
Just play bigger, not to mention that she has drunk alcohol.
If you...if you are worried, you can...record the video, it turns out that I was seducing you...
Chen Sirong didn't dare to go and see Caesar.
Caesar never allows Chen Sirong to record videos or take photos.
This is an iron rule between them.
There was panic and anxiety in the air, and Chen Sirong didn't dare to look at Caesar's eyes.
But soon, she heard Caesar's footsteps.
She chased after her timidly, and she saw Caesar take out his phone holder.
In front of the coffee table was a 100-inch TV. Chen Sirong watched Caesar point his phone at her and turned on the TV.
The huge TV screen also enlarges everything to unparalleled.
The surprise in Chen Sirong's pupils became a sight without a close look.
My heart had already jumped up excitedly, panic, excitedly and uneasy.
The eardrums seemed to sink to the bottom of the sea, and only the dull sound of banging banging banging banging banging.
With a voice, Miss Chen pulled her back to reality again, Chen Sirong turned her head to see Caesar.
He was still sitting on the sofa, dressed neatly.
Ms. Chen, the video has been opened. If you have anything to say or do, it can be now.
Chen Sirong's body was as if floating in the sea, shaking.
The moment my labia saw the huge screen, it began to twitch unbearably.
She lifted her skirt with her palm, and her voice intermittently: Yes...I took the initiative to seduce you, it has nothing to do with you...
The skirt was lifted over the top of his head, and the black hair was scattered again on Chen Sirong's naked shoulders.
The phone stood on the side, and Chen Sirong couldn't help but turn his head to look at the phone and the TV.
On the screen, Caesar sat high on the sofa.
She knelt naked on the edge of his legs, her brown plush tail quietly resting on her thighs.
It's me... seducing you...
Chen Sirong was forced to say this again.
With his knees moving slowly, Chen Sirong came between Caesar's legs.
She can't help but turn to look at the screen.
More exciting than ever.
This time the sex will be recorded.
It was like a lit match fell into Chen Sirong's heart, and 100% pure alcohol flowing in her blood.
The lower abdomen begins to become sour and crispy, alcohol stays in the blood, and liquid flows into the bladder.
But Chen Sirong can still tolerate it.
She slowly stretched out her hands and unbuttoned Caesar's belt and buckles.
A large watermark appeared on the dark panties.
You are wet too... Chen Sirong raised her eyebrows and went to see him.
How could the pride in her words be hidden, and he wanted him to admit that he wanted her, too.
But the next second, Caesar said: Miss Chen, I don’t like what you said just now.
His voice was light and sharp, like a knife with silver light on his back, easily pressing against Chen Sirong's throat.
The big hand then controlled Chen Sirong's jaw, and she was forced to stop breathing and lean upward.
Chen Sirong was not allowed to have oral sex for him.
She was ordered to face the screen.
The phone was adjusted directly in front of her, and Chen Sirong was punished to fuck herself with her dildo.
The transparent, huge dildo has a tight root absorbed on the ground, and the smooth top is facing upright.
Chen Sirong was ordered to spread her legs apart, kneel on the ground, and use her dildo himself.
The phone was facing Chen Sirong. On the huge screen, Chen Sirong saw his red cheeks.
A kind of nearly humiliating sex.
She knelt naked in front of her, swallowing the penis in with difficulty.
Caesar was still dressed neatly, looking at her from behind with leisurely eyes.
Chen Sirong's body trembled with the penis insertion, and the double stimulation of her mental and physiological causes her rationality to be completely degraded.
She put her arms together and supported her on the ground in front of her, and her hips caught the strength of her thighs, up and down.
The penis was inserted into the vagina again and again, which was also called Chen Sirong moaning again and again.
She used to use small toys, but she didn't suck them all.
This dildo was bought and had never used it before.
Chen Sirong didn't dare to sit down completely.
Just the thrusting at the top has caused her pleasure to accumulate very quickly.
And her appearance that was projected on the screen was even more vivid and even more crazy.
Her black hair wrapped her naked like a erotic underwear.
The closed arms squeezed out the snow-white nipples, and the hard-working buttocks brought out a clear and shameful sound of water.
The transparent penis was already wrapped in white sticky liquid that flowed out from her.
The gray little tail was still sweeping across his penis again and again, and Chen Sirong's body became tighter and tighter.
She thought she was going to orgasm.
She thought, she couldn't hold it in anymore.
Two large glasses of wine were in her stomach, and at this moment, she could not ignore the urge to pee in her lower abdomen.
Chen Sirong began to cry in her moan.
Her eyes closed, and Caesar knew that this was her almost orgasm.
The body moved up and down faster, and the climax accumulated very quickly. Chen Sirong's voice became faster and smaller, but he was picked up one second before the climax.
Chen Sirong suddenly fell into emptiness.
The warm, wet penis left her, and the pleasure fell into boundless hell.
Chen Sirong was so aggrieved that she wanted to cry, and her body twisted in Caesar's arms unbearably.
The pleasure fell, fell.
Leave Chen Sirong completely.
Chen Sirong opened her eyes again from the confusion of love.
She was held from behind by Caesar.
On the screen, her eyes were wet and misty.
My soft lips were bitten to the point of congestion and redness.
Caesar asked her: Does your husband know you masturbate in front of me?
Chen Sirong can't care about anything now. She wants Caesar to fuck her, she wants Caesar to fuck her.
She said: I...I have no choice but to do so.
Chen Sirong's right hand moved backwards and walked along Caesar's body to his hard and hot penis. He stroked, stroked, and said:
To be honest, in fact...my husband...he is impotence...
Of course, Chen Sirong knew how to add fuel to the fire.
Caesar was completely involved in the show at this moment, but he thought that he was involved in Chen Sirong's husband.
She said her husband had impotence.
Her husband could not satisfy her, so she actually had the intention of cheating.
So that's it.Every word of Caesar is said very slowly, and that is really… a pity.
He said, grabbing Chen Sirong's hands behind her.
He only grabbed her hands, and Chen Sirong's body hung forward in an instant.
Then, a hard and hot penis was inserted underneath.
Chen Sirong was soaked, but Caesar suddenly advanced but still called her out.
Caesar did not hug her, but just grabbed her hands behind her back.
Chen Sirong is like standing on a cliff, and his life is hanging on the line.
But his lower body began to accept almost abused thrusting.
He is not his master.
He is her request.
It was what Chen Sirong wanted and it was Chen Sirong who asked for it himself.
Caesar will never be soft-hearted.
Chen Sirong's body was knocked apart.
The black hair turned into countless hands that could not catch the lifeline, and the soft breasts swayed in violent thrusting.
The sound broke into a huh Ah Ah, who couldn't even match the sound of water gushing under her.
The little tail swept across her and his legs, and Chen Sirong's lower abdomen began to accumulate pleasure again.
Ah…please…please…slower…Ah…
Chen Sirong subconsciously wanted to move forward and escape from Caesar's shackles, but in the next second, Caesar was stuck in his neck and pulled him in front of him.
His body was burning Chen Sirong, and Chen Sirong opened his eyes in the midst of lust.
On the screen, she stood in his arms.
His arms hugged her from behind and then stuck her neck.
She wanted to escape, but the penis had no intention of going out.
He slowed down and began to grind slowly.
Chen Sirong can't stand it anymore.
Her lower abdomen tightened unbearably, trying to restrain her desire to pee.
But the next second, Caesar's other hand came to her lower abdomen.
Of course he knew what she wanted to do.
It was the two glasses of wine he fed her.
With his palm pressing hard on her lower abdomen, Chen Sirong couldn't help but bend down, but was shackled and unable to move.
My body shivered and my words were broken: No...no...
What can't be done?His voice could be so calm.
But the movements on the hands didn't stop at all.
Chen Sirong held his forearm with both hands, but he could not stop his pressing.
She clamped her legs tightly, but only made him feel so happy that his scalp was numb.
How could I let her go?
This was what she asked for herself.
But Chen Sirong really couldn't help it. She sobbed and begged: Don't... don't be here... at least go to the bathroom, okay?
Caesar was still pressing heavily, and he asked: Miss Chen, at least you want to tell me what you want to do?
He is so bad.
Chen Sirong was so ashamed that she was going crazy.
This is Ah in the living room, and there is also a mobile phone recording.
How could she be able to stand here and pee?
Chen Sirong can't do it, Chen Sirong can't do it.
At the moment, he can only be completely controlled.
I want to... pee, Chen Sirong begged, please take me to the bathroom.
Caesar said in surprise, Miss Chen, tell me earlier, how could I make things difficult for you?
Caesar said, then let go of his hands that were imprisoning Chen Sirong.
Chen Sirong was about to run towards the bathroom, but his feet were hanging in the air for the next second.
The cell phone was facing Chen Sirong's large, uncovered vagina.
The penis he took out was inserted tightly in the next second, and Caesar picked up Chen Sirong.
A baby urinates.
Caesar passed through Chen Sirong's knees and picked her up in front of him, asking her legs to fold into a large M-shaped shape.
Chen Sirong completely lost control of her body and could only watch Caesar start to thrust her violently from behind.
Her toes were tense in the air, looking at herself on the screen, her legs wide open.
She was too close to her phone, maybe it was his intention.
On the huge screen, there is only Chen Sirong's lower body.
Her bright, wet, and wide vagina was swallowing Caesar again and again.
The stem body also brings out a white viscous liquid.
It continued to drip along Chen Sirong's thighs.
He is so understanding.
Chen Sirong said he wanted to pee, so he helped her.
Chen Sirong struggled unconsciously after being inserted into the quilt, and the intense pleasure completely submerged her like a crazy tide.
The pleasure and the desire to urinate completely overlap, and it is difficult to separate any perseverance from restraint.
The sound broke into a moan that never ended.
His vision gradually blurred, and then his eyes turned pure white.
Chen Sirong urinated.
This time, I no longer pee secretly along my thighs.
The screen enlarges all this to the extreme.
Caesar looked at the screen, his scalp numb in an instant.
He hugged Chen Sirong tightly and his penis was pressed to the deepest.
His Chen Sirong was incontinent in a violent climax, just like he ejaculated continuous, unstoppable semen.
He couldn't leave Chen Sirong, he thought.
Because just a little while after gently putting her down, his penis had raised his head again.
...No...I can't...
Chen Sirong's consciousness was already chaotic, and she lay on the sofa, muttering with her eyes closed.
Miss Chen, you came to ask me for help.
Caesar pressed her legs against her chest again.
Chen Sirong closed her eyes and whimpered: Please... Please... I'm going to be ruined by you...
How could Caesar stop saying this?
The penis penetrated deep into the bottom again, and the soft, wet and tight Chen Sirong sucked him hard the next second.
Chen Sirong whimpered: Please...Ah... Please don't...
But how could anyone think that this is a dissuasion that can play a role in sex.
Caesar rubbed Chen Sirong's breasts hard, and then reached her lips.
Three fingers were inserted into her mouth, making it difficult for her to speak.
The soft tongue was stirred by him without any care, and the transparent body fluid flowed down the corners of his mouth.
Chen Sirong...
He slowly called her name in the midst of intense pleasure.
His Chen Sirong.
He sucked his Chen Sirong tightly on top and bottom.
Chen Sirong, who was so confused that he was so obsessed with the will of his composure.
Chen Sirong was incontinent in front of him.
And... Chen Sirong, who wants to cheat.
With her fingers instantly leaving her stirring lips and tongue, Caesar jammed her neck tightly again.
Every time, he would completely and heavily incorporate himself into her body.
Chen Sirong lost her mind during the intense sex and heard him ask over and over again:
Miss Chen, who is fucking you?
...It's you, it's you...Ah...
Chen Sirong's breasts were slapped.
You have another chance, Miss Chen.
Chen Sirong had already lost the ability to think, and she moaned and trembled in anticipation of his end.But he hadn't waited for the answer he wanted yet.
Caesar will not stop until the answer is reached.
But it won't stop, and Chen Sirong's reason will not be recovered.
This is simply a paradox.
Chen Sirong thought that he would get a slightly forced plot sex that day.
Caesar pulled this forced to 100%.
Perhaps it was Chen Sirong in the plot that also ignited some evil sparks in his heart. Chen Sirong said I was about to be ruined by you...
Caesar felt that it was she begging herself to mess with her.
Flip her breasts on the front of the sofa and turn her over and in.
When he went to the bathroom, he planned to let her go, and changed his mind the moment Chen Sirong hugged him stickyly.
She posted it again.
The bathtub was very large and she had to sit on him again.
Caesar re-experienced the beauty of alcohol.
It is used on Chen Sirong, so that he can also get the pleasure of ecstasy.
It was the early morning of the next day when I returned to the soft and dry bed.
Chen Sirong, who had completely lost her strength, obediently lay on his chest.
Chen Sirong slept for a long time and did not have a single dream.
She woke up at noon the next day.
Caesar did not get up early and was always by her side.
Consciousness floated back from a very far place. Chen Sirong had not opened her eyes yet, and heard Caesar ask her:
Miss Chen, you have slept for a long time.
Chen Sirong did not lose any memory.
She clearly remembered everything that happened last night.
How she says her husband is impotence, how she says she wants to cheat with him.
She was ashamed to be unable to open her eyes at all, so she could only raise her hand to cover Caesar's mouth immediately.
The game is over!She protested in a low voice.
Yeah?Caesar asked.
yes!yes!yes!Chen Sirong moved his palms up and immediately covered his eyes.
Caesar did not resist, allowing her to cover her eyes.There was a faint smile in his voice: But Grace, the plot is not complete.
Where is incomplete?Chen Sirong opened her eyes and went to see him.
He looked calm and calm.
After Miss Chen returned home, wouldn’t her husband ask her where she went last night?
Chen Sirong was so embarrassed that she was hot all over.
I didn't write the script there, so I didn't have to act.
Ok, understand.Caesar said, then I will arrange the script next time, right?
Chen Sirong frowned and looked at him vigilantly:
...What script do you want to play?
Caesar moved her hands covering her eyes at this moment.
He looked at Chen Sirong with a smile on his lips:
Just play with your wife cheating, and be discovered by your angry husband when you go home, Grace?
The master's penis would slowly pull out and penetrate into her body. She looked up at the master, and the master looked at her too.
Sometimes, the master will cover her soft feet with his palms, and sometimes the master will bow his head and kiss her toes.
Some extreme times when you are tender in sex.
When I woke up in the morning and was inserted into my master, my penis was harder than ever. After barely getting stuck in, I started to thrust slightly.
Chen Sirong woke up with an unconscious humming sound. When the master noticed it, he began to knead her sensitive clitoris.
With sleepy feeling that he had not yet woken up, Chen Sirong just needed to lie on the warm bed.
The vagina would occasionally turn into a tide, and the master's palm touched her breasts from behind.
Of course, there are also those sex methods that are exclusive to Chen Sirong and his master.
The warm spank, his naked breasts trembled in the sea breeze, and they were peeled to the buttocks on both sides, with wet roses twitching.
The electrostatic tape was used for the first time. Chen Sirong's hands and feet were spread to the maximum, and he tightly tied the four corners of the bed.
The owner used a small toy for her.
Chen Sirong forced her orgasm three times and almost lost consciousness.My body trembled and spasmed during orgasm, and water that completely drenched the bed was sprayed from under me.
The bright red, trembling clitoris, the labia became sensitive and swollen, and the buttocks were red and hot like ripe peaches, gasping violently in the owner's arms.
After Chen Sirong's favorite ended, she was held tightly in her arms by her master.
The owner sometimes calls her Chen Sirong, sometimes calls her Grace, sometimes called her little puppy.
Little puppy has a tail belonging to little puppy. Chen Sirong wore a small tail for the first time, and the owner stuffed it into it with his own hands.
A slightly cool, smooth, and strange touch, stuffed in, and you can feel the swelling that is hard to ignore.
She shaking her hips unfit, and her furry tail gently swept across her wet pussy.
The owner touched the tail and also touched Chen Sirong's butt.
Chen Sirong was fucked with her tail, and the owner said that when he entered his vagina, he could also feel the existence of that tail.
That night, Chen Sirong was stuck in her neck and fucked for two hours.
After the end, the master held her in his arms, kissed Chen Sirong in the eyes, and said: My little puppy.
Having sex with your master is a very happy thing.
They all regard this matter as an important thing that requires careful preparation, and will not fool or rush to do it.
Chen Sirong was so happy that she turned into an octopus foot, wanting to suck it on her master for the rest of her life.
The season is coming to an end, and Caesar begins his annual leave.Chen Sirong also connected the annual holiday to the Christmas holiday and got a very long holiday.
The holiday plan for the two is simple. After enjoying a long and undisturbed time for two in Italy, Caesar plans to take Chen Sirong to the southern hemisphere for a cold winter.
Before Christmas, the two flew to Melbourne again.
Chen Sirong knew that the owner deliberately chose the apartment they had come to during the first practice, and his eyes suddenly turned red and he couldn't help but have a good memory in his heart.
She received an unparalleled physical examination here, and now her master takes her to visit her hometown again.
But the surging feeling was soon replaced by joy. Chen Sirong helped Caesar to store their luggage into the apartment, and then threw the owner on the sofa.
The floor-to-ceiling windows leaked into the large bright sunshine, and the spacious and soft light gray sofa. Chen Sirong sat on Caesar's legs and hugged his neck tightly with his arms.
Chen Sirong made a joyful whine like a small train, and her body kept twisting on Caesar's legs.
Caesar's body was completely leaning into the sofa. There was a faint smile on his face and his arms were empty and Chen Sirong was surrounding him to prevent her from falling off.
I'm so happy, master...
He also spoke and raised his cheeks against his master's cheek, and his nose tip was leaning against the tip of his nose.
So happy?Caesar asked.
Chen Sirong nodded and kissed the owner's lips gently as if he was acting coquettishly.
Caesar closed her arms around her and sucked Chen Sirong's lips with satisfaction.
Her whole body was warm, like the fresh and bright sunshine.
He applied transparent lip gloss on his lips, which was also rolled into his mouth.
Her lips were kissed red and wet, and Chen Sirong raised her body again and couldn't help but sigh again: So happy, Master, I'm so happy!
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After the two of them were simply warm on the sofa, the fatigue caused by long-distance flight became more and more obvious.They had no trips to catch, so they took a shower together and went to bed for a night.
Chen Sirong woke up first in the evening, and Caesar's breathing was still calm.
She was greedy for the tenderness in the quilt and did not want to disturb Caesar's sleep, so Chen Sirong carefully turned over and touched her phone to play.
She opened all the social software and brushed it with some slightest bluntness.
As I brushed, I saw a blog discussing the plot.
In the dim room, Chen Sirong's heart beat for half a beat.
She has never played plot play with her master...
And the fingers clicked in the next second with great sincerity, and the first one that praised was:
Madam, you don't want your husband to lose this job, right?
Chen Sirong's mouth is dry and dry.
A short sentence is enough for her intracranial orgasm.
Her master... plays her husband's boss, and she is the wife who comes to plead with privately so that her husband will not lose his job...
There was both coercion and voluntary she had to admit.
It's so... so bad.
Chen Sirong's body was still moving, but she was sure she was wet.
The phone was turned off quickly to adjust your increasingly rapid breathing.But in the darkness, desire only becomes stronger.
Chen Sirong sat up.
Caesar's voice soon rang behind her: Wake up, Grace?
Chen Sirong whispered: Well... we are going to go out for dinner later, right?
Caesar also sat up and kissed Chen Sirong: Yes, I'll go change my clothes now.
Supper...naturally, I was absent-minded.
When Chen Sirong picked up the knife and fork, he couldn't help but think of that sentence.
The lips will unconsciously open to inhale more oxygen.
When you glance at Caesar, your body will become hotter.
Will the master agree to play such a plot?Will the owner like it?
Will the owner agree to a plot that is a bit similar to cheating?
All night, Chen Sirong's attention was distracted.I didn't have much dinner and I soon returned to the apartment with Caesar.
The two walked into the room one after another.
In front of the sink, Caesar held the person in front of him and washed his hands together.
Caesar's tone was very light, as if he was asking inadvertently: Are you thinking about something important?
Chen Sirong was startled and realized that he was distracted again.
But now, it seems like an excellent moment.
Her tone was also normal, and she looked at her master from the mirror.
I...think about a Weibo post I saw in the afternoon.
Chen Sirong calmed down her inner tension, went to wipe her hands, and returned to the living room with Caesar.
Caesar sat down on the sofa.
He was not wearing a coat, and he was just a smoky gray shirt and trousers.
Then what about, Grace?He looked at Chen Sirong standing aside.
Chen Sirong's throat was on fire. She stood not far from the sofa without sitting down.
Master... Have you heard of the plot play?
Caesar looked at her and then laughed softly.
It is because of this that you are absent-minded all night for dinner?
He was not criticizing at this moment, it was clearly mocking.
Chen Sirong was about to burn.
Which one do you like, I really want to listen to it.Caesar said.
Caesar was watching her calmly under the bright lights.
His appearance and his outfit are exactly the same as the characters in the plot.
What about her...she was barefoot and forgot to wear slippers.She was wearing a dress she wore from outside, and she was hesitant and nervous at this moment, and she couldn't get back together.
Saying this sentence almost exhausted Chen Sirong's face, and she said it hesitantly:
It's...it's...'Ms....you, you don't want your husband... to lose this job, right?’
The master did not answer immediately.
Chen Sirong was a little anxious and knew that he had not made the statement well.
That's...I'm that lady, you
I'm your husband's boss, right, Grace?
The owner's voice became a little cold at this time. Chen Sirong looked over and his heart lost its rhythm in an instant.
Caesar's gaze at Chen Sirong was no longer soft, but full of scrutiny.
He left a long enough silence that Chen Sirong's heart could not find any place to stay.
Then, leaning gently on the soft sofa, and said in a gentle tone:
Madam, you don't want your husband to lose this job, right?
Chen Sirong knew in an instant that the master had already started.
But she was at a loss and didn't know what she should do next.
But she didn't wait too long.
Soon, Caesar spoke again:
Miss Chen, is it your attitude to ask others for help when wearing clothes?
He called her Miss Chen.
Such a title that is closely related to her but extremely unfamiliar to her has formed their relationship almost instantly.
The master's eyes were no longer soft, his body leaning against the sofa seemed casual, and a cold voice that made Chen Sirong tremble.
It seemed like she had seen Caesar for the first time back to the beginning.
Excitement and stimulation surged into Chen Sirong's heart in an instant, and the owner's limbs and tone also pulled the distance between them to the greatest extent.
He becomes her husband's boss, and he becomes her object of asking for help.
My heart had already been pounding heavily, and my lips were slightly open at a loss, as if she didn't know how to ask for help.
Chen Sirong's labia were uncontrollably opened and opened under the hem of the skirt.
When you open your mouth again, the sound becomes false:
I... She closed her lips tightly and paused for a moment....How can you... let my husband go?
Ah
Chen Sirong began to scream in his heart.
She was crazy, how could she be so ashamed!
But the owner didn't look like he was about to leave the show at all. Chen Sirong's body began to get hot, and her skin was so numb that it seemed as if countless trembling would be shaken off in the next second.
Her legs couldn't stand, but the master just tormented her with long silence and stare.
Miss Chen, you are very afraid of me.
Caesar's voice was still calm, but Chen Sirong couldn't help but begin to fall.
Because the master's sense of faith was expressed strongly from the words, Chen Sirong's heart trembling at this moment could no longer tell whether it was because of shame or real timidity.
The owner's face is no longer soft.
Under the cold gaze, Chen Sirong really felt timid and alienated.
…I…I just want to help my husband… She seems to really ask for him.
Caesar crossed his legs and asked leisurely: Why do Miss Chen think that if you come to beg me, I will let your husband go?
His words were smooth and clear, but Chen Sirong was suppressed by this sense of oppression and could not breathe.
Arms tightly on your side: If you want to sleep with me, I can
Who does Miss Chen treat me like?
In the bright room, Caesar said this clearly.
The shame wrapped around Chen Sirong in an instant. Her cheeks were so red that she could no longer look at his eyes.
After a long silence, he knew very well how to make Chen Sirong collapse.
On the heavy carpet, the sound of his slow walking was quiet.
Chen Sirong could hardly move and could only stand in place.
Watching his smoky gray trousers dangle straight to the ground, watching his steps stop beside her.
His breathing stopped completely, and all his senses were forced to look at his slowly approaching hand.
The back of his hand gently brushed against the side of her face, but he didn't touch it at all.
It seemed as if it was just brushing through her transparent fluff, and there was a strong hint in the extreme alienation.
The back of her hand was just a short distance away, lingering from Chen Sirong's face to behind her ears.
Chen Sirong trembled all over, he knew that it was her special sensitivity point.
But the hand did not stay too much, but slowly descended and came to her arm.
A slightly cool, irresistible finger gently stroked Chen Sirong's arm.
Sliding slowly, he went up and down, tortured her back and forth on Chen Sirong's arm.
My body almost trembled, as if I couldn't stand firm.
You have to bite your lower lip tightly so that you will not overflow with unbearable sound.
Finally, the palm came to her chest.
Chen Sirong wore a low-cut dress today, with slightly fluffy princess sleeves connected to the low neckline.
She didn't wear underwear.
The palm fell on her snow-white chest again, leaning against her index finger and middle finger, rubbing back and forth on the large area of Chen Sirong's exposed skin.
Chen Sirong saw that her nipples were already towering through the thin fabric.
The ultimate sense of shame, he just said: Who do Miss Chen treats me like?
At this moment, it was more like she was rushing to sacrifice herself with him.
It is like millions of ants eating their bodies.
Chen Sirong squeezed out and murmured: I...you...what do you want me to do to let my husband go?
The sliding fingers stopped silently.
Caesar's voice was still calm: Miss Chen, I'm not someone who likes to deliberately make things difficult for others.If you ask for something from me, I will naturally be willing to share the burden with you.
Chen Sirong slowly moved her eyes upwards.
Under the bright light, there was even a faint smile in his eyes, but that gaze was very cold.
I'm going out for a walk with me, I really want to hear about the things between you and your husband.
Chen Sirong's heartbeat leaked half a beat again.
…Go out… She didn’t expect to need to go out again.
Caesar nodded, you can choose to leave alone, or I will be with you.
It was almost like coercion, but he still looked hypocritical.
Chen Sirong thinks it will definitely not be that simple.
...You, where do you want to go for a walk.
Night market activities are being held nearby.
That's it?Chen Sirong couldn't believe it.
Miss Chen, who do you think of me?
His tone was so serious that Chen Sirong couldn't understand what he meant.
I could only walk slowly to the door, but I heard Caesar say: But Miss Chen, you need to wear two things.
Chen Sirong turned around at the door and saw Caesar walking into the bedroom.
After a while, he walked out again.
Chen Sirong initially thought he was talking about bringing it, but after he walked out, she was sure that he was talking about putting it on.
A furry snow-white tail, and a dressed sucking toy that enters the body.
The memory of forced orgasm surged into Chen Sirong's brain in an instant, and her legs became weak unconsciously.
I
But before she finished speaking, Caesar had already changed his shoes.
Ms. Chen, friendly reminder, there are many people in the night market, so don’t lose things.
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A thick snow-white tail that was barely covered by the hem of the skirt.
A remote control toy that inserts a wet vagina against sensitive points while also sucking the clitoris.
In the quiet apartment corridor, Chen Sirong's steps were as heavy as a thousand pounds.
But Caesar, who was walking beside her, looked as usual.
The elevator door opened quietly, and the two walked in front and back.
In the huge mirror, Chen Sirong looked at Caesar nervously.
It’s not that she was wearing it and going out with Caesar, but every time, Chen Sirong would hug the owner’s arm tightly to relieve her inner tension.
At this moment, Caesar kept a certain distance from her.
Chen Sirong couldn't catch anything, as if she was walking independently on the surging sea.
The elevator arrived at the first floor and the two walked out slowly.
There was someone at the 24-hour front desk downstairs, and Chen Sirong nodded and greeted the front desk as usual.
But before she could say anything, she suddenly said Ah.
The front desk asked her with concern what was wrong?
Chen Sirong's heart beat violently and she said slowly: …It's okay… Let's go out first, goodbye.
Caesar took the lead in walking out of the apartment and saw Chen Sirong who was late.
Chen Sirong breathed rapidly with her lips half open, because Caesar suddenly opened the toy's vibration and sucking.
The master has always known all the sensitive points on her.
Sucking and vibration started at the same time, and Chen Sirong couldn't hold on for long.
Walking became a torture, and Chen Sirong's body was surging with pleasure uncontrollably.
But she couldn't enjoy it at all, because the rapid wetting of her vagina would also make it very difficult to clamp the toy.
How Caesar doesn't know.
But he still asked: Miss Chen, are you feeling uncomfortable?
Outside the apartment, there is a relatively quiet road.
Chen Sirong's voice stuck: No...I'm fine.
That's good.Caesar said the night market is not far ahead and we need to walk over.
The response became as if there was nothing, and Chen Sirong's attention was all focused on not letting the toy fall.
The first journey was quite secluded, and Chen Sirong occasionally moaned between his nose but no one heard it.But soon, the two walked to the vicinity of the night market.
Bright street lights, crowded crowds.
Chen Sirong's body shrank, but she quickly bit her lips tightly and followed Caesar.
Tell me the story of you and your husband.Caesar asked at this moment.
But speaking was already a difficult thing for Chen Sirong. She tried hard to make a sound, but she still whispered in a low voice: …I…My husband and I are…
The next second, Chen Sirong screamed softly, but she quickly bit her lips again.
The sucking and vibration are increased at the same time.
Caesar said in a plain voice: Sorry, Miss Chen, I can't hear your voice.
My legs were almost always soft, and a wave of strong pleasure came from my lower body.
Chen Sirong could hardly help but moaned, but there were too many people coming and going.
Even though everyone was walking non-stop, no one was watching Chen Sirong.But this kind of exposure that is wrapped in the crowd makes Chen Sirong almost numb on her scalp.
Under her, the toy seemed to have a delicate little mouth, sucking her clitoris with all his strength.
The pleasure of being too exciting makes Chen Sirong's reason on the verge of breaking.
The swelling of the tail is also easily caused Chen Sirong to fall into the trap of lust.
Her voice trembled slightly, trying to restrain her body, and said again:
My husband and I...Ah...
Sucking is raised again.
Chen Sirong felt that the small toy seemed to be about to slip, but she was not wearing underwear.
No, no, no small toy can be dropped here.
Chen Sirong's pace was hard to move forward, so she could only stop by the roadside and pretended to be watching the menu of the dining car next to her.
Caesar stopped with her.
My husband and I... Chen Sirong spoke hard again, and we met him on the Internet.
What do you like to talk about?Caesar asked.
Chen Sirong's legs were tightly clamped with small toys and continued to say hard: We...we...my husband likes to watch me masturbate...
Caesar's elongated tone: Then how do you masturbate, Miss Chen?
On the road with people coming and going, Chen Sirong and Caesar parked next to the menu next to the dining car and communicated in a low voice in Chinese.
Chen Sirong's body was attacked by waves of desire, and only some residual reason could make her stay standing like this and talk to Caesar with difficulty.
However, the clear feeling of the liquid flowing down on the thighs could no longer be ignored. Chen Sirong suddenly closed her lips tightly when she talked about how she masturbated with the little toy.
As if his body was frozen, Chen Sirong realized that he was quickly taken to the secluded roadside.
The palm that held Caesar's arm was hard to loosen. I noticed that Caesar wrapped her loosely into her arms.
The moan overflowed through the cracks of his teeth, and his body began to tremble in an instinct.
The legs were as tight as steel, restraining the strong, sudden pleasure.
The overflowing moan was like a meow of a delicate cat.
It was so comfortable and aggrieved.
Chen Sirong was hugged in her arms, hiding on the secluded roadside, and had an orgasm.
The transparent liquid flows down the thighs and flows to the thin ankles.
The toy did not stop, but fell silently on the grass.
After a long wait, Caesar let go of Chen Sirong.
Miss Chen, your stuff has dropped.
Even when he watched Chen Sirong climax in front of him, he could say such words without changing his expression.
Chen Sirong's body was very weak, but she still held her back and quickly bent over and picked up the small toy on the ground.
It's so wet.
But she had no place to put it.
He was so ashamed that he wanted to get underground immediately. Chen Sirong said in a crying tone:
Can you... please help me put it first?
Caesar looked at her in surprise:
Miss Chen, why not put it back to the place just now?
He clearly asked questions and made things difficult for him.
But Chen Sirong didn't have any right to ask him for help.
It was difficult to hold the toy completely with one palm, and Chen Sirong could only hold the small toy with her hands in her chest and hide it under her arms.
But without the torture of small toys, walking becomes less difficult.
Chen Sirong's thoughts had just relaxed a little when he heard Caesar say: Miss Chen, I have no appetite. If you want to return, do you have no objection?
Chen Sirong dared not have any objection. She couldn't ask for it when she went back now.
The two of them then returned from the night market.
When he returned to the apartment, Chen Sirong almost applauded.
She brewed her emotions for a while and asked carefully: Are you willing to help with my husband’s affairs?
Caesar sat back on the sofa with a relaxed look.
He said: Of course, Miss Chen, I am happy to help.
His face was so sincere that Chen Sirong almost believed him.
And the next second, he said: Miss Chen has been walking around outside, it must be very hard.
Caesar said as he stood up.
He walked into the kitchen and raised his hand to open the cabinet.
Chen Sirong saw him carrying a bottle of low-concentration rum and a huge empty cup.
The light brown, beautiful color like amber, fills the transparent glass in an instant.
Caesar sat back on the sofa and pushed the cup in the direction of Chen Sirong.
Have some drinks and have some rest.
Chen Sirong's legs were almost weak.
She was completely immersed in this atmosphere, and she knew very well what the cup that was pushed over in front of her meant.
He wanted her to be slightly drunk, he wanted her to lose her composure.
Stimulating, nervous... At the same time, Chen Sirong's sexual desire is also increasing.
She knelt in front of the low coffee table, raised her head and drank all the wine in front of her.
The water on the soft lips sparkles, giving off a gloss of love.
But Chen Sirong made a mistake in his judgment.
He didn't want her to be slightly drunk.
The second cup was resumed.
Chen Sirong cast a begging gaze upwards.
Caesar put the bottle aside, and his tone was wide:
I never like to force others. If Miss Chen doesn't want to, she can turn around and leave at any time.
Chen Sirong's lower body burned again, how could she be so full of control?Among the seemingly generous sentences, every word is a sharp blade.She couldn't refuse at all.
After two glasses of wine, she would be confused and let him play with it.
Chen Sirong's mind had already climaxed. She could almost see how she would lose her composure, how she would lose her mind, how to beg him, and how to incontinence...
I also drank the second cup.
A small stain of water spilled out of the corner of the mouth, flowing along the neck and into the snow-white breasts.
...Is this OK?When she spoke again, Chen Sirong's voice had become wet, but she did not forget her identity. Please... let my husband go...
How... Chuchucao Pity...
Caesar looked at her.
She said let her husband go.
How could anyone still be able to restrain themselves and face Chen Sirong like this.
Caesar's breathing slowed down silently, and he said: Miss Chen, I don't understand what you want me to do for you.
He began to pretend.
Chen Sirong pursed her lips and then stammered: You... don't you like me?Once...my husband invited you to the house, and you...you touched me.
Chen Sirong began to fabricate the plot.
Caesar's eyes grew deeper and he said: Miss Chen, speak with evidence.If you make up for it like this, I dare not leave you here.
It's me, it's me who seduced you... Chen Sirong's body is about to burn.
Just play bigger, not to mention that she has drunk alcohol.
If you...if you are worried, you can...record the video, it turns out that I was seducing you...
Chen Sirong didn't dare to go and see Caesar.
Caesar never allows Chen Sirong to record videos or take photos.
This is an iron rule between them.
There was panic and anxiety in the air, and Chen Sirong didn't dare to look at Caesar's eyes.
But soon, she heard Caesar's footsteps.
She chased after her timidly, and she saw Caesar take out his phone holder.
In front of the coffee table was a 100-inch TV. Chen Sirong watched Caesar point his phone at her and turned on the TV.
The huge TV screen also enlarges everything to unparalleled.
The surprise in Chen Sirong's pupils became a sight without a close look.
My heart had already jumped up excitedly, panic, excitedly and uneasy.
The eardrums seemed to sink to the bottom of the sea, and only the dull sound of banging banging banging banging banging.
With a voice, Miss Chen pulled her back to reality again, Chen Sirong turned her head to see Caesar.
He was still sitting on the sofa, dressed neatly.
Ms. Chen, the video has been opened. If you have anything to say or do, it can be now.
Chen Sirong's body was as if floating in the sea, shaking.
The moment my labia saw the huge screen, it began to twitch unbearably.
She lifted her skirt with her palm, and her voice intermittently: Yes...I took the initiative to seduce you, it has nothing to do with you...
The skirt was lifted over the top of his head, and the black hair was scattered again on Chen Sirong's naked shoulders.
The phone stood on the side, and Chen Sirong couldn't help but turn his head to look at the phone and the TV.
On the screen, Caesar sat high on the sofa.
She knelt naked on the edge of his legs, her brown plush tail quietly resting on her thighs.
It's me... seducing you...
Chen Sirong was forced to say this again.
With his knees moving slowly, Chen Sirong came between Caesar's legs.
She can't help but turn to look at the screen.
More exciting than ever.
This time the sex will be recorded.
It was like a lit match fell into Chen Sirong's heart, and 100% pure alcohol flowing in her blood.
The lower abdomen begins to become sour and crispy, alcohol stays in the blood, and liquid flows into the bladder.
But Chen Sirong can still tolerate it.
She slowly stretched out her hands and unbuttoned Caesar's belt and buckles.
A large watermark appeared on the dark panties.
You are wet too... Chen Sirong raised her eyebrows and went to see him.
How could the pride in her words be hidden, and he wanted him to admit that he wanted her, too.
But the next second, Caesar said: Miss Chen, I don’t like what you said just now.
His voice was light and sharp, like a knife with silver light on his back, easily pressing against Chen Sirong's throat.
The big hand then controlled Chen Sirong's jaw, and she was forced to stop breathing and lean upward.
Chen Sirong was not allowed to have oral sex for him.
She was ordered to face the screen.
The phone was adjusted directly in front of her, and Chen Sirong was punished to fuck herself with her dildo.
The transparent, huge dildo has a tight root absorbed on the ground, and the smooth top is facing upright.
Chen Sirong was ordered to spread her legs apart, kneel on the ground, and use her dildo himself.
The phone was facing Chen Sirong. On the huge screen, Chen Sirong saw his red cheeks.
A kind of nearly humiliating sex.
She knelt naked in front of her, swallowing the penis in with difficulty.
Caesar was still dressed neatly, looking at her from behind with leisurely eyes.
Chen Sirong's body trembled with the penis insertion, and the double stimulation of her mental and physiological causes her rationality to be completely degraded.
She put her arms together and supported her on the ground in front of her, and her hips caught the strength of her thighs, up and down.
The penis was inserted into the vagina again and again, which was also called Chen Sirong moaning again and again.
She used to use small toys, but she didn't suck them all.
This dildo was bought and had never used it before.
Chen Sirong didn't dare to sit down completely.
Just the thrusting at the top has caused her pleasure to accumulate very quickly.
And her appearance that was projected on the screen was even more vivid and even more crazy.
Her black hair wrapped her naked like a erotic underwear.
The closed arms squeezed out the snow-white nipples, and the hard-working buttocks brought out a clear and shameful sound of water.
The transparent penis was already wrapped in white sticky liquid that flowed out from her.
The gray little tail was still sweeping across his penis again and again, and Chen Sirong's body became tighter and tighter.
She thought she was going to orgasm.
She thought, she couldn't hold it in anymore.
Two large glasses of wine were in her stomach, and at this moment, she could not ignore the urge to pee in her lower abdomen.
Chen Sirong began to cry in her moan.
Her eyes closed, and Caesar knew that this was her almost orgasm.
The body moved up and down faster, and the climax accumulated very quickly. Chen Sirong's voice became faster and smaller, but he was picked up one second before the climax.
Chen Sirong suddenly fell into emptiness.
The warm, wet penis left her, and the pleasure fell into boundless hell.
Chen Sirong was so aggrieved that she wanted to cry, and her body twisted in Caesar's arms unbearably.
The pleasure fell, fell.
Leave Chen Sirong completely.
Chen Sirong opened her eyes again from the confusion of love.
She was held from behind by Caesar.
On the screen, her eyes were wet and misty.
My soft lips were bitten to the point of congestion and redness.
Caesar asked her: Does your husband know you masturbate in front of me?
Chen Sirong can't care about anything now. She wants Caesar to fuck her, she wants Caesar to fuck her.
She said: I...I have no choice but to do so.
Chen Sirong's right hand moved backwards and walked along Caesar's body to his hard and hot penis. He stroked, stroked, and said:
To be honest, in fact...my husband...he is impotence...
Of course, Chen Sirong knew how to add fuel to the fire.
Caesar was completely involved in the show at this moment, but he thought that he was involved in Chen Sirong's husband.
She said her husband had impotence.
Her husband could not satisfy her, so she actually had the intention of cheating.
So that's it.Every word of Caesar is said very slowly, and that is really… a pity.
He said, grabbing Chen Sirong's hands behind her.
He only grabbed her hands, and Chen Sirong's body hung forward in an instant.
Then, a hard and hot penis was inserted underneath.
Chen Sirong was soaked, but Caesar suddenly advanced but still called her out.
Caesar did not hug her, but just grabbed her hands behind her back.
Chen Sirong is like standing on a cliff, and his life is hanging on the line.
But his lower body began to accept almost abused thrusting.
He is not his master.
He is her request.
It was what Chen Sirong wanted and it was Chen Sirong who asked for it himself.
Caesar will never be soft-hearted.
Chen Sirong's body was knocked apart.
The black hair turned into countless hands that could not catch the lifeline, and the soft breasts swayed in violent thrusting.
The sound broke into a huh Ah Ah, who couldn't even match the sound of water gushing under her.
The little tail swept across her and his legs, and Chen Sirong's lower abdomen began to accumulate pleasure again.
Ah…please…please…slower…Ah…
Chen Sirong subconsciously wanted to move forward and escape from Caesar's shackles, but in the next second, Caesar was stuck in his neck and pulled him in front of him.
His body was burning Chen Sirong, and Chen Sirong opened his eyes in the midst of lust.
On the screen, she stood in his arms.
His arms hugged her from behind and then stuck her neck.
She wanted to escape, but the penis had no intention of going out.
He slowed down and began to grind slowly.
Chen Sirong can't stand it anymore.
Her lower abdomen tightened unbearably, trying to restrain her desire to pee.
But the next second, Caesar's other hand came to her lower abdomen.
Of course he knew what she wanted to do.
It was the two glasses of wine he fed her.
With his palm pressing hard on her lower abdomen, Chen Sirong couldn't help but bend down, but was shackled and unable to move.
My body shivered and my words were broken: No...no...
What can't be done?His voice could be so calm.
But the movements on the hands didn't stop at all.
Chen Sirong held his forearm with both hands, but he could not stop his pressing.
She clamped her legs tightly, but only made him feel so happy that his scalp was numb.
How could I let her go?
This was what she asked for herself.
But Chen Sirong really couldn't help it. She sobbed and begged: Don't... don't be here... at least go to the bathroom, okay?
Caesar was still pressing heavily, and he asked: Miss Chen, at least you want to tell me what you want to do?
He is so bad.
Chen Sirong was so ashamed that she was going crazy.
This is Ah in the living room, and there is also a mobile phone recording.
How could she be able to stand here and pee?
Chen Sirong can't do it, Chen Sirong can't do it.
At the moment, he can only be completely controlled.
I want to... pee, Chen Sirong begged, please take me to the bathroom.
Caesar said in surprise, Miss Chen, tell me earlier, how could I make things difficult for you?
Caesar said, then let go of his hands that were imprisoning Chen Sirong.
Chen Sirong was about to run towards the bathroom, but his feet were hanging in the air for the next second.
The cell phone was facing Chen Sirong's large, uncovered vagina.
The penis he took out was inserted tightly in the next second, and Caesar picked up Chen Sirong.
A baby urinates.
Caesar passed through Chen Sirong's knees and picked her up in front of him, asking her legs to fold into a large M-shaped shape.
Chen Sirong completely lost control of her body and could only watch Caesar start to thrust her violently from behind.
Her toes were tense in the air, looking at herself on the screen, her legs wide open.
She was too close to her phone, maybe it was his intention.
On the huge screen, there is only Chen Sirong's lower body.
Her bright, wet, and wide vagina was swallowing Caesar again and again.
The stem body also brings out a white viscous liquid.
It continued to drip along Chen Sirong's thighs.
He is so understanding.
Chen Sirong said he wanted to pee, so he helped her.
Chen Sirong struggled unconsciously after being inserted into the quilt, and the intense pleasure completely submerged her like a crazy tide.
The pleasure and the desire to urinate completely overlap, and it is difficult to separate any perseverance from restraint.
The sound broke into a moan that never ended.
His vision gradually blurred, and then his eyes turned pure white.
Chen Sirong urinated.
This time, I no longer pee secretly along my thighs.
The screen enlarges all this to the extreme.
Caesar looked at the screen, his scalp numb in an instant.
He hugged Chen Sirong tightly and his penis was pressed to the deepest.
His Chen Sirong was incontinent in a violent climax, just like he ejaculated continuous, unstoppable semen.
He couldn't leave Chen Sirong, he thought.
Because just a little while after gently putting her down, his penis had raised his head again.
...No...I can't...
Chen Sirong's consciousness was already chaotic, and she lay on the sofa, muttering with her eyes closed.
Miss Chen, you came to ask me for help.
Caesar pressed her legs against her chest again.
Chen Sirong closed her eyes and whimpered: Please... Please... I'm going to be ruined by you...
How could Caesar stop saying this?
The penis penetrated deep into the bottom again, and the soft, wet and tight Chen Sirong sucked him hard the next second.
Chen Sirong whimpered: Please...Ah... Please don't...
But how could anyone think that this is a dissuasion that can play a role in sex.
Caesar rubbed Chen Sirong's breasts hard, and then reached her lips.
Three fingers were inserted into her mouth, making it difficult for her to speak.
The soft tongue was stirred by him without any care, and the transparent body fluid flowed down the corners of his mouth.
Chen Sirong...
He slowly called her name in the midst of intense pleasure.
His Chen Sirong.
He sucked his Chen Sirong tightly on top and bottom.
Chen Sirong, who was so confused that he was so obsessed with the will of his composure.
Chen Sirong was incontinent in front of him.
And... Chen Sirong, who wants to cheat.
With her fingers instantly leaving her stirring lips and tongue, Caesar jammed her neck tightly again.
Every time, he would completely and heavily incorporate himself into her body.
Chen Sirong lost her mind during the intense sex and heard him ask over and over again:
Miss Chen, who is fucking you?
...It's you, it's you...Ah...
Chen Sirong's breasts were slapped.
You have another chance, Miss Chen.
Chen Sirong had already lost the ability to think, and she moaned and trembled in anticipation of his end.But he hadn't waited for the answer he wanted yet.
Caesar will not stop until the answer is reached.
But it won't stop, and Chen Sirong's reason will not be recovered.
This is simply a paradox.
Chen Sirong thought that he would get a slightly forced plot sex that day.
Caesar pulled this forced to 100%.
Perhaps it was Chen Sirong in the plot that also ignited some evil sparks in his heart. Chen Sirong said I was about to be ruined by you...
Caesar felt that it was she begging herself to mess with her.
Flip her breasts on the front of the sofa and turn her over and in.
When he went to the bathroom, he planned to let her go, and changed his mind the moment Chen Sirong hugged him stickyly.
She posted it again.
The bathtub was very large and she had to sit on him again.
Caesar re-experienced the beauty of alcohol.
It is used on Chen Sirong, so that he can also get the pleasure of ecstasy.
It was the early morning of the next day when I returned to the soft and dry bed.
Chen Sirong, who had completely lost her strength, obediently lay on his chest.
Chen Sirong slept for a long time and did not have a single dream.
She woke up at noon the next day.
Caesar did not get up early and was always by her side.
Consciousness floated back from a very far place. Chen Sirong had not opened her eyes yet, and heard Caesar ask her:
Miss Chen, you have slept for a long time.
Chen Sirong did not lose any memory.
She clearly remembered everything that happened last night.
How she says her husband is impotence, how she says she wants to cheat with him.
She was ashamed to be unable to open her eyes at all, so she could only raise her hand to cover Caesar's mouth immediately.
The game is over!She protested in a low voice.
Yeah?Caesar asked.
yes!yes!yes!Chen Sirong moved his palms up and immediately covered his eyes.
Caesar did not resist, allowing her to cover her eyes.There was a faint smile in his voice: But Grace, the plot is not complete.
Where is incomplete?Chen Sirong opened her eyes and went to see him.
He looked calm and calm.
After Miss Chen returned home, wouldn’t her husband ask her where she went last night?
Chen Sirong was so embarrassed that she was hot all over.
I didn't write the script there, so I didn't have to act.
Ok, understand.Caesar said, then I will arrange the script next time, right?
Chen Sirong frowned and looked at him vigilantly:
...What script do you want to play?
Caesar moved her hands covering her eyes at this moment.
He looked at Chen Sirong with a smile on his lips:
Just play with your wife cheating, and be discovered by your angry husband when you go home, Grace?
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